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@yoiaintshitbutimqueen
mark, my words. *mark brings me my dictionary* thank you mark
btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here
women's thighs. you agree. reblog.
truly few things instantly put me in a bad mood more than humidity
WHY is the fucking AIR out here TOUCHING ME
get OFF
kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc
I'm already thinking about the timeline reveal in the CCM Shallergies 'verse, like-
Yuna: "So, when?"
Shane: "... the whole time, basically."
Yuna: "The whole time?? Since you were, what, seventeen?"
Shane & Ilya: "No no no-"
Shane: "Since the CCM shoot, when I ended up in the hospital and we exchanged numbers."
Yuna: "When you-" (pauses to remember) "... you weren't really watching a rerun of an old hockey game in July, were you?"
Ilya: "No, water bottle was a lie."
Shane, warningly: "Ilya."
Ilya: "What actually happened-"
Shane: "ILYA."
Ilya: "-is we kissed very chastely like Disney characters and then held hands for several minutes until Shane started dying-"
Shane, defeated: "Ilya."
Ilya, encouraged: "-and that is actually all we have ever done! Only a few kisses. Maybe ten in the whole time we've known each other. It has mostly been hand-holding. Nothing else ever."
Shane: "Ilya, I swear to god."
David: "I'm pretty sure I saw an ass grab earlier, kiddo."
Ilya: "No, no, that must have been distortion through the glass, like when pencils break in water but not really. That has never happened, David."
Shane, even more defeated: "Ilya..."
Ilya, even more encouraged: "Shane and I are actually waiting for marriage."
Yuna: "There was also that TMZ article that blew up about you and your Reddit sexts thread last summer, Ilya."
Ilya: "Yuna the internet was lying :("
ilya, has not willingly step foot in a church since he was like. seven.: "i am very strict russian orthodox. i do not believe even in holding hands before marriage."
"ilya, you do not-"
"are you the russian orthodox person here, hollander? no. ✋ do not explain my beliefs to me."
extremely funny to imagine that this IS ilya's favorite bit to do around yuna and david.
and shane fucking HATES this bit.
it is SO annoying.
he sits down on the loveseat next to ilya on the deck when they have his parents over and ilya is *very obvious shuffling over even though their knees were BARELY TOUCHING* "hollander, please. there is not room for jesus."
shane kisses ilya on the cheek when he's getting up to start cleaning dishes and ilya just *scandalized gasp* hollander! there is not even a ring on my finger. "??? because you took it off earlier when we went swimming??? motherfucker, we are MARRIED."
shane tries to give ilya a hand to get back up on the dock after he jumped in to grab yuna's sunglasses when they fell off, and ilya just *look of absolute bewilderment* hollander, your bare hand? i have told you, i am not ready. do not pressure me. "you know what? drown." *fully walks away*
nobody numa numas like they used to
(wistfully) mai-ia-hee... mai-ia- hoo....
the only “data centers” we need are public libraries
Ownership meant a physical copy. Now you own nothing and can't find what you want across multiple streaming platforms.
Bring back headphones that plug in. Bring back expandable memory. Bring back owning media.
hey does anyone have that poem. about the author seeing two boys cuddling on a hotel lobby couch, where he refers to it as something like an island of safe anonymity or smth. its been 5000 years my college boyfriend had it written out and pinned to his wall
THANK YOU @witchoflight it is indeed "on traveling together" by Kayleb Rae Candrilli
i’ve seen people talk about the idea of andrew having to scare off people that are hitting on neil while he’s completely oblivious and okay but—
did you forget when neil absolutely HUMILIATED that woman who was trying to ask him out???? and he didn’t even pick up on the romantic connotations, he did that thinking she just wanted to be FRIENDS.
HUMILIATED.
andrew has nothing to worry about. in fact he’d probably find it hilarious to watch neil mortify some strangers.
I think a lot about the press getting a shot of Jean kissing Cat’s forehead at his first game and how monumental that photo was like that is the EXACT OPPOSITE of what people expect of him; being affectionate with a teammate—a queer woman of color as well—during the cleanest game of his career.
i'm sorry i didn't respond to your DM for 23 days. the number on the notification icon got really big and i began having irrational anxious thoughts such as "what if people are in there trying to contact me"
no ai usage over here. you’re gonna get my shitty authentic writing whether you like it or not