carry on, darling, we were built to last

Victor stared down at Yuuri incredulously, his mouth half open in shock.

“Did you just… hit me with a pillow?”

“I believe so, yes,” Yuuri replied, not even an ounce of shame in his voice. His cheeks were flushed a beautiful pink, his hair was in complete disarray and he was smiling – that cheeky little grin that always made Victor’s heart tremble with want. “What are you going to do about it?”

Honestly.

What was Victor to do about it?

Stupidly charmed, he leaned over the gorgeous man he had the utter delight to call his fiancé and plucked the blue glasses off his nose. Yuuri’s eyes crossed funnily as he watched Victor carefully place them out of reach. Victor wasted no time in pressing a small kiss to Yuuri’s nose afterwards. It wrinkled adorably, and Victor snickered.

And then he took the pillow Yuuri had just used to whack him in the head, doing the same to Yuuri’s now glasses-free face.

The pillow landed with a loud whoop. Yuuri squeaked, loud and surprised, which made Victor chortle as he rolled away. Victor was all ready for a fight with his own pillow held at the ready when Yuuri lifted his off his face. Brown eyes, wide and so, so lovely, were burning with a challenge that Victor could feel perfectly mirrored the one coursing through his veins. He grinned at Yuuri and Yuuri grinned back.

“You’re on,” Yuuri said and that was all it took.

Laughing like idiots, they kept hitting each other until their bed turned into a mess of tangled sheets and the seams on the pillows ripped, covering them – and the room – with fluffy, white feathers. Only when both of the pillows were nothing more than the empty covers, since all the stuffing was currently on them or around them, did they called a truce. They fell onto the bed tiredly, raising a cloud of feathers. Their breathing was heavy and their cheeks were more than flushed, but the happy smiles on their faces were more than worth it.

After a moment of staring into the ceiling, Victor turned his head to the side to look at Yuuri. His hair was even messier than before and there were a few feathers stuck here and there. Lips curled in a fond smile, Victor plucked them out one by one, gently running his fingers through Yuuri’s soft locks.

Yuuri watched him do it without a word, but his eyes were speaking for him enough: there was fondness inside his gaze, a warmth of affection that was more than mutual. Victor closed the small distance between them and kissed Yuuri softly, because words had failed him. Yuuri sighed against his mouth, a relaxed, lovely sound that made happiness burn with a low flame in Victor’s chest. Yuuri’s hand came up to rest against the side of Victor’s neck, thumb stroking soothingly across his jugular in a caress so tender that Victor couldn’t withhold a shiver.

When he pulled back for breath, he rubbed his nose on Yuuri’s, his eyes melting into warm brown.

“So what brought this on?” he asked, content with the way Yuuri’s hand moved to rest on his chest.

Yuuri mumbled a bit sheepishly. “It’s silly.”

“I love silly,” Victor declared and Yuuri chuckled at that.

“Of course you do,” he said in a light, teasing tone.

“So?” Victor pressed, eagerly shifting closer. “Will you tell me?”

Yuuri debated it for a moment. And then he bit his lip and his cheeks coloured when he said:

“You just looked too pretty.”

Victor broke.

For one, Yuuri had called him pretty. His heart skipped a beat and he was certain a flush that matched Yuuri’s perfectly was making its way onto his face.

But then his mind caught up with the rest of what Yuuri had said. His lips twitched.

“You thought I looked too pretty, so you… whacked me with a pillow?” Victor asked, barely holding back his amusement.

Yuuri groaned, covering his face with his hands.

“It seemed like a good idea at the moment!” And then when Victor started laughing, he added in a pained voice: “Don’t laugh!”

Victor only cackled louder, curling around Yuuri and sobbing tears of laughter into Yuuri’s shoulder.

It took a moment for him to regain his breathing and dial down his amusement. Still grinning widely, he wiped the tears that gathered in the corners of his eyes before he looked into Yuuri’s face that was now a lovely shade of embarrassed pink. Without much thought, Victor pressed light kisses to both of Yuuri’s cheeks.

“Sorry for laughing,” he said. “It was just so adorable.”

Yuuri flushed harder, his eyes flitting to the side. Victor smiled at him, a tiny teasing curl at one corner of his mouth.

“Next time, though, how about you hit me with something else other than a pillow?” he asked, tapping a finger on Yuuri’s lips in a clear hint.

Instead of answering with words, Yuuri pulled him into a kiss, which Victor guessed was just as good an answer. Or maybe he was being pretty again. Who knows.

I freaking love thunderstorms. We are having the best one we’ve had all year… tons of thunder and lightning and pouring rain, and even a momentary blackout which gave me a good excuse to light some candles.

anonymous asked:

SANS. . . YOU PATHETIC SHIT!! I ORDER YOU TO RETURN TO ME AT ONCE!! YOU'VE BEEN OFF FUCKING THAT VILE BLUE SKELETON, EXACTLY WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING???

Pathetic? I’M THE PATHETIC ONE?! OHHH, I DON’T FUCKING THINK SO.

Yea I’m fucking this blue skeleton cause I like putting my crimson cock into him! What the fuck are you doing mister ‘high and mighty’?! Hun?! Trying to annoy me?

I don’t fucking think so. I just so happen to love this blue skeleton because to me, he’s my soul mate. Maybe if you stopped ogling yourself in the mirror for fucking once, then maybe you might find somebody that will love and care for you as well.

I’m not going to return to you because you don’t fucking own me. Last I checked, the house has MY fucking name on the deed, so if you don’t like it, you can go fuck off right there. 

Return to you? What kinda skeleton do you take me for?!

OH, AND IT’S NOT ‘SANS’ ITS RED.

I’M NOTHING LIKE THOSE PATHETIC LOSER FELLS THAT GET BOSSED AROUND BY THEIR YOUNGER BROTHERS.

You are either going to treat your older brother that raised you some respect, or i’m going to reteach you about how you gained those scars on your face.


I DON’T TAKE SHIT FROM NO PAPYRUS AND I’M NOT ABOUT TO START.

anonymous asked:

How bout some movie night cuddles? Either Bakugou or Kirishima not like horror?? 😎😎

B) enjoy sweet anon B)

hc that Baku doesn’t do horror movies very well but is a die hard action buff like he’d be all over Michael bay films like if it has explosions in it he’s sold

Kiri on the other hand pretty much likes any genre and is quite flexible movie wise but enjoys horror because Baku gets extra cuddly B) Kiri u sly dog u Also! Still taking cute/angst requests so don’t be shy :D