apparently because 'we get more vacations'


i’m just realizing that my whole ‘sorry can’t because of the dogs’ is apparently no longer a valid excuse when it comes to being invited places and next month will be hell. almost three weeks of touring europe for various parties, vacations and get-togethers. 

poland especially will be fun as hell. it won’t just be our two 55lbs assholes, but also four more dogs. oh, and my partner’s mom. sadly we can’t just throw her in the trunk too. 

Episode 12 wishes/headcanons!
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b></b> •Yuri somehow wins then gets married to viktor but they don't do it in a traditional way they sneak their asses off on vacation then come back husbands<p/><b></b> •Yurio and Otabek win second and third place (I want everyone to win but I really want yuuri to win because he needs to marry viktor okay? okay.)<p/><b></b> •Yurio and Otabek become closer and we get to see them hang out again... or hug o̶r̶ ̶k̶i̶s̶s̶<p/><b></b> •apparently Chris has a boyfriend, I want to know who he is and see them be all lovey dovey and have Chris be all sweet not seductive for once...<p/><b></b> •MORE MAKACHIIN/VICTUURI SNUGGLES<p/><b></b><p/><b></b> •more pichit and hamsters... maybe selfies with said hamsters<p/><b></b> •I̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶s̶t̶o̶p̶ ̶b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶I̶'̶m̶ ̶a̶s̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶w̶a̶y̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

Summary: Bond thought that this ‘mission’ would be relatively harmless.

Inspired by this post.


“You know, you can leave now, if you want. I’ll still give you the new car.”

“Then what will you tell the relatives when they see you arrive to the wedding ceremony with a date, yet arrive to your reception on your own?” Bond asked as he offered his elbow to Q, who gingerly accepted it, still looking extremely uncomfortable in his new suit as they allowed other wedding guests to leave the church ahead of them. “Not to mention, that one partier that gave you trouble at your aunt’s wedding, he may attempt to approach you at the reception,” Bond warned even as he nudged Q forward with an elbow to the spine. “What’s our story when your relatives ask about us?” he asked, hoping to distract Q with a plan for the next half of the afternoon—even if it’s nothing but a story to keep his relatives off, it’s not something I wouldn’t like to happen in reality.

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