Shane's Nasty Back Arch

🔞🔞🔞 Been in fandom for over 20 years. I'm not new to this, I'm true to this. @ebanashka is my main blog that isn't HR-pilled

[shanesbackarch]

Bio

Hello friends!! Finally, I am here with a bio.

I'll make it brief because I know you'd rather be reading fic.

1989 birth year

bisexual & married

I don't care what pronouns you use for me

You can call me Eban (@ebanashka is my main blog)

My first fandom was 'NSYNC in 2001, I wrote fanfiction by hand.

Fandoms/pairings I've fucked around heavily with since: Stucky (Marvel), Hannigram (NBC Hannibal), Mal/Simon (Firefly - why can't I remember their shipname??), Klaine (Glee)

In the past I have not dabbled much in RPF. I do enjoy reading it from time to time but I see it as fun FICTION, not REALITY.

I am not the morality police and I think they have no place in fandom. If you don't like it, don't read it, etc. etc.

FUCK AI, FUCK IT TO DEATH

I would love more mutuals; definitely fandom elders like me are preferred. Follow me/message me here or on the main blog (@ebanashka).

Hit me up anytime!

[gaygoatshane]

he couldn't believe he was being asked if he liked girls

[dailyhudsonwilliams]

via by.aikaflores

[medrawawi]

😴 (at the newborn trenches)

[medrawawi]

[concuelo-art]

Wherever you go, that's where I'll follow

Nobody's promised tomorrow

So I'ma love you every night like it's the last night

Like it's the last night

Wherever you go, that's where I'll follow

[lavenderprose]

Sometimes when Ilya is having a not so great day he sends Shane a dick pic because he knows it will give him a boost of serotonin to see those three dots bounce for an obnoxious amount of time only to get some fuckass response like "Ok" or "You can't send me that without warning" and then Ilya will say "You like?" and Shane will say "Yeah." WITHOUT FAIL. It's their little fucked up version of a kiss on the cheek.

[mina-logan]

They are 2 cool 4 me

Bonus with no text:

[mina-logan]

Some art about coffee and certainly nothing else

[hollanovshome]

clawed up | shane’s version

my art tag

alt versions under the cut!

[medrawawi]

stay-at-home dad ilya 🙇 (and shane at work)

[peachyjude]

no bc it is crucial to me that if ilya is shane’s baby, shane is ilya’s sweetheart. not just like. figuratively, but as an endearment too. it’s crucial to me that ilya is calling him sweetheart so often shane responds to it faster than his own name, but only in private. i’ll pick up anya from the groomer’s sweetheart, don’t worry. yes, sweetheart, i put in laundry. sweetheart, come here, look at this video. he never says it in front of anyone else though, and if he does, it’s discreetly, directly into shane’s ear, always tacked on the end of a question meant just for him. what did he say, sweetheart? can we leave in ten, sweetheart? do you need me, sweetheart?

and well. yes. yes.

[handsywoman]

generational face card

[loontattoo]

i really am obsessed with the idea that even though they didn't fuck with scott hunter next door, ilya still fingered shane. that he already had lube and draped shane on his front on the bed, coaxed his thighs apart and shane can feel ilyas dick dragging between his legs, his mouth open and about to form a 'fuck it, just fuck me' when ilya stuffs two fingers in shane's mouth as the other - lubed up - presses against his ass. and shane is so terrified of the feeling, but more importantly, obsessed with the feeling as ilya drags a finger pad over his rim before slowly pushing inside. and ilya is pressed all up against his back, breath hot in his ear as he tells shane 'this is how it will be' as he fucks his hand in and out, and shane is moaning and drooling around the fingers in his mouth, and he's full on both ends, and he can feel his orgasm approaching, unaware that he can come just from this, when ilya tears his fingers free from shane's mouth to wrap around his cock and shane has to bite down on his forearm to muffle his moan as he comes :)

"this is how it will be" fucking hell

[nocoastposts]

(via Twitter)

[ultimatekiller]

OUCH.

[lclrgsl]

Shane. He called me Shane. He pulled back so he could see Rozanov’s face, and was shocked to see him staring at him with the same wide-eyed terror that Shane felt. “Ilya,” he said, barely more than a whisper.