Shane Madej:
Me:
No, I have absolutely no intentions of calming down about this.
I mean are even looking at the floppy hair + charcoal grey jacket + black shirt + perplexed expression combo there?!?
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Shane Madej:
Me:
No, I have absolutely no intentions of calming down about this.
I mean are even looking at the floppy hair + charcoal grey jacket + black shirt + perplexed expression combo there?!?
i love how as the show goes on, shane and ryan progressively get more and more hobo-like
A question for readers and writers of Tumblr:
What's the protocol for writing fics about real humans?
You know, like Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara or even Steven Like or Andrew and Adam.
I have seen quite a few fics, but a lot of people also say that it's wrong and disrespectful to the people we are writing about, so I am at square one since forever.
I am a simple girl.
I see Rie and smile a little.
I see Andrew and my heart swells up in joy.
I see a tiny insert of Shane and I FUCKING LOSE IT AND WATCH THE VIDEO FUCKING IMMEDIATELY, THE WORLD BE DAMNED.
Look at these two absolute fluffballs together.
I can't even.
I just saw the latest Eating Your Feed episode starring the one and only, Shane Madej, so that's all I am going to post about.
The thoughts I have right now are pure sin.
That man shouldn't be allowed to wear black shirts in public.
Also, the sight of his fingers are ruining me right now, so can someone ask Ryan to send over some holy water?
I swear I creamed my pants every time Shane showed up on the screen, like hello Andrew, you have a snack in the room with you, what are you doing?!?
P. S. I am getting major Tired Mom vibes from Andrew over here.
Give me a minute to get over his biceps.
Dear Lord!!
Why is this the first time I am noticing those tree trunks?!?