this is ridiculously outdated. look at this first little section here otherwise pay no mind
→ i’m kennedy (or skye, or kenway, or ken, or...whatever) nice to meet you!
→ 22. she/they. lesbian who would make a very special exception for a choice few fictional men. furry + suiter. rabid fangirl of various things. horse girl. undergad psychology student. casual self-shipper (i'm totally okay with sharing! in fact PLEASE TALK TO ME if we have an f/o in common!!!!). shitpost curator. chronic silly goose disease.
→ my one and only blog for any and all interests. i can't run multiple blogs, i don't have the energy or brain capacity for that. :) 👍
→ character anons + roleplay blogs welcome!!!
→ tone indicators are appreciated!
→ minors are REQUIRED to block my nsfw tag: #˚✧nsfw
→ DNI: MINORS UNDER 16. PEDOS. ZOOS. BIGOTS. NAZIS. CONSERVATIVES. JUST ANY GENERAL HATEFUL HUMAN BEING.
→ tag directory + interests + f/os under the cut!
→ carrd
t a g s ~ ★
→ fair warning: i have a tag for EVERYTHING!! i feel like they are self-explanatory for the most part, but if you're confused, come here for a reference! :3 i also add new tags a lot so don't be surprised to see things pop up here.
#˚✧denkeeping - any info posts like this. masterlist. about me. etc.
#˚✧brainrot - rambles + infodumping.
#˚✧packtalk - sayin stuff
#˚✧resources - anything that other people made that i use! post templates, dividers, decorations, etc.
#˚✧titanposting - attack on titan stuff.
#˚✧asscreed - assassin’s creed stuff.
#˚✧watcherihardlyknowher - watcher stuff.
#˚✧nomourners - grishaverse stuff
#˚✧dnp - dan and phil stuff
#˚✧baldgate - baldur's gate stuff
#˚✧delusion - self-insert/self-ship stuff. block if you cringe. this is my silly little blog. let me be cringe and delusional in peace.
#˚✧mailtime! - asks. anons, friends, and character anons will get their own tag with their name/emoji in front. ex: jean mail time!
#˚✧furryshit - i feel like this needs no explanation.
#˚✧skye’sshippingco. - ship stuff.
#˚✧lolz - memes
#˚✧🐺🩷{insert character name here} - a way to better organize posts dedicated to my faves.
#˚✧nsfw - self explanatory
#˚✧🩷{person} - interactions with friendos!
#˚✧tagthings - challenges/prompts/stuff you guys tag me in :p
#˚✧g(r)eek - anything ancient greece or greek mythology related
loves/interests ~ ★
→ attack on titan
→ alternative music [pierce the veil, idkhow, fall out boy, maneskin, system of a down, to name a few]
→ assassin's creed
→ six of crows
→ red dead redemption 2
→ baldur's gate 3
→ various horse games (Kenway on HI3 + Kendra Ponyheart on SSO)
→ the nightmare before christmas. (fuck tim burton tho)
→ phandom
→ watcher/buzzfeed unsolved
→ equestrian sports and anything horse related. i ride hunters/equitation!
→ wolves
→ the furry fandom (SFW ONLY PLS)
→ greek mythology
→ psychology, sociology, anthropology, all the -ologies...
→ mushrooms, frogs, nature-y cottage core vibes, ya know
→ shitposting
f / o s ~ ★
→ ratonhnhaké:ton/connor kenway - assassin's creed III
→ kassandra - assassin's creed odyssey
→ jean kirschtein (season 4 specifically) - attack on titan
Actually FUCK IT list of times Shane calls Ilya baby:
- Ilya gets a sunburn during the first cottage summer and neither of them realize it until Ilya is taking his shirt off that night and Shane sees the lobster-red flush across his shoulders. He sucks in a hiss through his teeth and says, "Oh, baby, ouch," and presses the big, broad pads of his fingertips so tenderly to Ilya's shoulder and Ilya has to close his eyes because he feels like he's going to crack apart.
- When he answers the phone and he's alone. "Hi baby," said so softly if it's been a long day. Or a hard one. Or if it's late. "Hey baby," more energetically, usually in the morning, in a way that reminds Ilya of how his teammates answer the phone to their girlfriends and wives. Masculine and jockish and very North American in a way that makes Ilya feel pleased for Shane, in a weird way.
- Glass on the floor in the kitchen. Ilya blindly following the sound of the shatter and not really even thinking about it until he's standing amongst the shards and Shane is gesturing frantically with the broom. "Put on some fucking shoes, baby, please! Fuck, where are your slides--no, don't move, I'll get them--"
- Said gently, as a question, on days when he perhaps stays in bed longer than can be justified by sleepiness.
- "Hey, baby," said some mornings when Ilya comes downstairs dressed for the day and Shane really likes his outfit. Usually an indication that Ilya will not be wearing those clothes for very long.
- In bed less often than you'd think. Really a vanilla sex only thing, because being called baby can sometimes bring Ilya out of it when he's really in the groove. But Shane will lose it a little sometimes, when Ilya says, "Tell me you like it," and Shane says, "Yes baby fuck fuck I like it fuck please don't stop fuck baby please let me cum" and that's. Very good. Obviously.
- Said with a very particular warning lilt and only AFTER Shane has already said, "Ilya." and then, "Rozanov." In the same tone. This is actually one of only two circumstances where the very elusive 'babe' comes into play. If Shane REALLY wants Ilya to stop whatever he's doing or saying, it's a hand around the wrist and the word, "Babe," quiet but firm. And it does shut Ilya up approximately 100% of the time.
- Other instance of 'babe': Any sort of crowd. 'Ilya' is three syllables (Because Shane...pronounces it a bit wrong.) and unique enough that Shane sometimes worries about drawing attention. 'Babe' is one syllable and can be barked above the crowd in the Captain Hollander voice loud enough that Ilya will have no choice but to hear him if he's within the surrounding 500 feet. They have Marco-Polo'd themselves back to each other with 'BABE' and 'SHANE' multiple times in multiple countries.
- One time someone accidently brings several bottles of fortified wine to the barbecue. It's quite high proof for wine and several people get tipsier than normal, including Shane. Halfway through the evening he puts his head on Ilya's shoulder and plays with his fingers and murmurs, "My baby," into the seam of his shirt and Ilya, looking down at him so fondly, says, "Yes. Yours. Drink some water for me, sweetheart."
- "YES BABY." Yelled directly in Ilya's face during goal cellies. Obviously. This is also the first thing Ilya hears when the ringing in his ears stops after he scores the game-winning goal in overtime in game seven of the Stanley Cup finals. Knees on the ice, sobbing, screaming, laughing, and his husband barrels towards him at damn near light speed, tackles him, skids onto his knees and sends them sliding along the ice together, knocks Ilya's helmet off and puts his hands on his face and yells Yes baby! Fuck yes, baby! We did it!
The thing about the Cottage is that yes they are making love. Yes they are saying the most emotionally vulnerable shit that they have ever said to another living person. Yes they are going at it missionary style bathed in moonlight and calling each other baby about it.
They are also, crucially, having the filthiest and nastiest sex that two guys in their twenties with an extremely willing monogamous partner can think up. Things are WILD. They are Yes And'ing each other in ways that they are legit going to have to process by sitting quietly alone in a room for an entire day at some point in the future.
They're going at it raw, of course. Ilya is spitting in his mouth and making Shane thank him for the privilege, then calling him a slut when he does. Shane is letting Ilya chase him through the woods. He's wrapping Ilya's fingers around his neck and begging while Ilya tightens his grip. Ilya decides at one point that if Shane can't come on his cock alone then he doesn't get to come. Shane doesn't receive oral a single time at the Cottage without having to swallow his own cum. Ilya walks around with a piece of gauze on his forearm because Shane bit him and drew blood. Ilya fucks Shane with his nose way up inside Shane's armpit the entire time, huffing and licking. Ilya comes on Shane's face in the shower and Shane is so far down and loves the feeling of being marked so much that he asks Ilya to piss on him. Shane is never more than two minutes away from having Ilya's tongue or dick in one of his holes, no warning given aside from a command to spread his legs or get on his knees.
It's a fucking tour de force of debauchery. And this, too, is lovemaking.
[ID: digital drawing of a sunfish merfolk guiding a harnessed Mola mola away from a underwater city, two more M. mola with bags following behind. They are wearing a bone and jewel necklage. End ID.]
