Hello! I was wondering if I could request fics about wonderful Wedding and Honeymoon Adventures? (you're amazing).
Hi! Thanks for all these requests! These fics are so cute!
the clavicle-snapped wish by astoryaboutwar, Mature, 6.5k The sun glints off their twin gold bands, the band strikes up their first dance, and together, they follow each other into the rest of their lives. SO CUTE
What happens In Vegas Stays In Vegas by Gayson, Teen, 21k What better place to hold a bachelor part then Vegas! Yuuri and his groomsman: Emil, Minami, Seung Gil, Otabek, and Phichit all embark on the craziest night of their lives thanks to the few connections the best man has within Sin City. LOVE!
Simple Misunderstandings by wine_did_this_to_me, Gen, 2.8k Yuuri has finally won a gold medal, and when he and Viktor return to Russia, Viktor begins behaving strangely. He asks Yuuri strange questions and forces him to buy a new suit, and takes up discussing color schemes at all hours of the day, and finally, he realizes he might be misunderstanding Viktor’s intentions. Pre-wedding! Thumbs up!
vows by fan_nerd, Gen, 1.1k The wedding is held on April 12th after Yuuri receives his first gold medal at a major event. I’m totally not sobbing *sobs*
How to Be a Good Husband by phoenixwings, Teen, 2.7k It’s not that he’s having second thoughts about getting married — Victor’s never wanted anything as much in his life as he wants to marry Yuuri, he’d trade all his gold medals and wealth for the privilege of being Yuuri’s husband — but he has no idea how to be a husband. SO CUTE!
We’re Going to Have a Wedding!by rememberednoah, Gen, 17k After an intense figure skating season, Yuuri and Viktor decide to take a well earned break. Why? Well, there’s the small matter of having to plan their wedding. As the pair relaxes in their rented apartment in the States, they discover just how stressful wedding planning can be. Maybe they should have asked for some help… But this sort of stress can work as a bonding experience, right? Wedding planning fic! I AM ACTUALLY SOBBING I LOVE THIS
Newlywed Blissby garbage_dono, Explicit, 1.5k After the ceremony, Victor and Yuuri celebrate their marriage together. Bottom!Victor!
the warmest part of winter by dadvans, Mature, 8k The wedding is in early February, right after Yuri comes home to Yuuri and Victor’s crumbling farmhouse in upstate New York from the European Championships with a gold medal around his neck. So cute, I love the art in it!
One Night to Blow by qwartooty, Teen, 3.2k in which Yuuri gets drunk, Viktor probably gets a boner, and Phichit finally gives his best man’s speech. BIG THUMBS UP
Wedding Presents by BatMads, Gen, 1.7k Victor has a wedding present to give Yuri on their honeymoon, and it’s better than anything Yuri could have expected. Lovely one-shot!
Wedding Nightby utlaginn, Explicit, 3.6k The world may not believe it, but they haven’t yet shared a bed.Yuuri decides that that changes–tonight, of all nights. Smutty and sweet!
sight of the sunby cityboys, Teen, 6.4k It’s still new, reaching inside himself and finding nothing but love there, and a yearning for life—for the rest of his own life—that’s never been this sort of present before. It’s still new, just like the band on his own ring finger is still a wonder, just like seeing Yuuri’s own band has not stopped giving Victor such a dizzying rush of emotion every time he sees it, days after the wedding. HONEYMOON FIC
honey sweet and slow by alykapedia, Explicit, 2.5k Viktor wakes not for the first time to the sound of waves, the faintest rustle of sheets, and most importantly, the sound of Yuuri’s steady breathing. I adore this honeymoon fic!
Along the same lines as Historically accurate fashion in Hetalia: music. And again I’ll use America, because that’s what i know, maybe one day I’ll become more cultured,(I’m trying): America would be AMAZING at Jazz, the Blues, country– obviously– and hip-hop.
Beyond that I bet all the other nations have thier own little niches, and they would be so cute in a band!! I know, for a fact, that Islamic spiritual music is beautiful. A lot of music around the world is breathtaking! What if they all performed thier own little parts around a campfire? Or just hummed different things in moments of silence?
I love that Prussia plays flute in the manga, I think it’s adorable. And there’s no way at this point they haven’t all mastered at least one instrument. (Not sure about voice. I bet America can sing… I don’t feel like England can.)
gerard lives in london and works for DC comics… frank’s in new york with his band….. they end up starting a long-distance relationship and it’s PRETTY CUTE…. if i’m honest though my favorite parts are the bits of banter between gerard and his colleagues lol…… “it could be worse lads… we could be working for marvel”
okay /wheeze/ there’s no good way to summarize this except frank keeps accidentally walking in on gerard having sex with people and it’s starting to fuck him up. I GUESS there’s not really that much to this fic, it’s kinda short, but personally i think it’s funny as hell so
YEAH THIS ONE IS JUST…. REALLY CUTE OK… gerard is a Struggling Cartoonist, frank is the friendly ferry.. cafeteria… barista?? i think???? whatever gerard basically gets adopted by a ferry crew and frank gets sick. everyone’s cute, awkward, and oblivious so like classic fic stuff here WHATEVER IT’S A PLEASANT READ
So, if this Bianca isn't part of your act, is she a freeloader?
“Okay, technically I guess she’s our producer… But what does that even mean? She moves some chairs around? Writes up some schedules? If she was a part of our act, I could finally have a romantic female lead! The public freakin’ loves us together! And why wouldn’t they? Ain’t we cute together? And doesn’t our audience deserve to see me romancin’? I can only put Boris in drag so many times before it gets weird. But Bianca just keeps saying she doesn’t ‘want’ to. Psh. Some people can be so selfish!” - BTDD
Hey Dudes im not gonna go by lynn anymore because honestly i dont like it and i feel like it doesnt suit me. like maybe it suited me with my white hair but No longer…idk. and i only chose it bc it was close to my birth name. anyways im gonna go by charlie now bc its cute & Ambiguous and rolls off the tongue way nicer than lynn. kinda close to my middle name? whatever. i was gonna go by Charlotte but thats a ~*~*ladies*~*~ name and still too like, elegant for me? idk people have always held me up to this expectation of being Elegant and Graceful and thats not really how i feel! im annoying and very ungraceful for the most part 😎 so yes..thank u
Sana Bakkoush rolls her eyes as she walks up to the couple who are sitting outside on the school benches, their lunches forgot in favor for making goo-goo eyes at each other. She watches them for a moment, smiling despite herself as she catches the almost dreamy look on Isak’s face as Even presses a kiss on his nose. While she and Isak hadn’t been as close as they are now before he got together with Even, it was obvious to anyone with eyes the positive change the older boy had on Isak. Where before he’d been closed off, hiding almost all parts of himself, now the real him shines through, and the real him is a soft boy who was madly in love with his boyfriend.
“No, you’re the cutest, no you!” she mocks calling out to them, smirking when they spring apart, Isak turning slightly red while Even just gives her a cheeky grin, she shakes her head. The boy was shameless.
“So much for that lie, you gave me that you two do more than just suck face,” she continues as she sits across from them. Isak tries to protest only to let out a small sigh as Even who is laughing wraps his arms around him and gives him a series of little kisses on the side of his face.
“We do more than kiss,” Isak argues, only to turn even redder when Even lets out a snort and waggles his eyebrows at him suggestively.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” Isak grumbles, giving Even a soft slap across the chest.
“He totally did,” Even says grinning and Sana smiles herself, helpless against his happy expression.
“I know,” she nods, amused as Isak groans into his hand. “His single-mindedness is ridiculous, it’s why he’s going to fail chemistry.”
“I am not,” Isak protests frowning at her. “Especially since you, science buddy would never let me fail.”
Sana scoffs at that. “I’m not carrying you either.”
“Whatever,” Isak says rolling his eyes, before narrowing them at her. “Don’t think you can distract me, you send me a text that says that maybe I was right after all and then you don’t give me any details, cruel. Spill.”
Sana opens her mouth and closes it, her eyes straying to Even and then back to Isak.
Hi folks! I’m back after a few days vacation. I had a lovely visit with @markingatlightspeed up north, and it was so much fun! So, in honor of one of my favorite Sniper/Demo shippers, a quick little fic based off of this awesome set of pics by @birbwell which is so cute. Enjoy!
Sniper wasn’t the talkative sort, which was something said so many times that it was past the point of needing to be. Whether it was some vestigial trait of his New Zealand birth, the odd taciturnus of his adoptive father, or part and parcel of that same personal quirk that had eventually led him to a career as an assassin for hire was hard to say. At any rate, the long and short of it was that the less he had to say, the happier he was.
“An’ so then I said ‘Yer off yer heed, ye bampot!’, as if I need be explainin’ the difference between a phantasm and a poltergeist tae some pished wallaper!”
Demo’s laugher echoed against the high walls of the canyon as they walked back towards base. Fresh off a two hour skeet shooting session where Demo tested out a newly powered up launcher with dummy bombs that were perfect for a sniper to practice picking out of the air, work now took a backseat to conversation. Mostly from Demo’s side which, once again, Sniper was quite happy with.
Gravel crunched under his boots, a satisfying rumble to accompany Demo’s somewhat bombastic baritone. By now he was only partially listening to the words that Demo was actually saying, instead listening how his voice bobbed and weaved around him. While never as mercurial as Medic or Soldier, Demo’s voice was dynamic, keeping his keen ears engaged as it swung from thoughtfully soft to boisterously loud and back again. He enjoyed its gentle rumble and the distinctly Scottish cadence that was ever so slightly off to his Australian ears.
“But turns out that a well-placed sticky is hoora good for gettin’ imps cleared from a cupboard.”
Another laugh caught his attention. Glancing over, he saw Demo wiping a tear from his one non-haunted eye and chuckled a little himself at nothing in particular. That little bit of noise was enough though, and that brilliant smile flashed in his direction as they turned the bend and found themselves back at the base. He smiled back, and Demo’s grew a little brighter.
“Yer a well good talker, Mundy.” Demo winked as he clapped Sniper on the shoulder.
Sniper snorted. “Sure, mate. Anytime.”
Another grin was his reward, friendly and open. For all the teasing, they both knew they were a good pair on the field and off and their differences complemented rather than clashed with each other. Sniper had been surprised to find himself happy to have the man’s company, and more surprised when Demo had started lingering longer, slowly pushing simple company in a direction that his eagle eyes hadn’t seen coming.
Demo’s hand lingered, just a little longer than was needed between teammates, but they just kept walking. Sniper felt a by now familiar warmth blossom up through his chest and was thankful for the red light of the setting sun that would hide it as it crept up into his cheeks.
The hand finally fell away as hey approached the kitchen door, and Sniper held back a regretful sigh. Inside he could already hear Engineer’s twang as he fended off Scout and Pyro from whatever it was he’d cooked up for dinner until everyone else had arrived. Slowing his pace, he let Demo take the steps first and watched as he slipped inside.
He lingered outside for a moment more, thinking about that walk.
Maybe someday he’d get around to saying it. The one thing he actually wanted to say.
Dunno if you've already done this one yet, but how 'bout Willow/Oz vs. Willow/Tara? Thanks!
Thanks for asking!
In both Willow/Oz and Willow/Tara you can find a pattern in Willow dating a sort of shadow. Oz and Tara always seemed to be following Willow and not standing on their own (until season six, but we’ll get there in a minute). I think this is part of Willow’s insecurity/need for validation. So that’s where they’re similar.
Willow/Oz had a cuteness factor. I wouldn’t have necessarily called them sexy. One of the things I really enjoyed about them is that Oz was willing to assert himself and his needs for Willow (telling her to back off post kissing Xander, gently explaining it wasn’t the right time for sex, etc). But he didn’t run over Willow either. Willow is interesting because she is easily run over but will run over you as well.
I think this relationship could have been interesting in seasons five or six as Willow was coming in to her darkness. One of the things always holding Oz back was feeling like he brought all this bad werewolf stuff to her life. So their relationship would be totally different once Willow was fully able to protect herself. I absolutely hated Oz leaving in season four. It had Riley-season-five ish vibes. You don’t take off after doing something shitty. It robs the victim of the chance to process their feelings of anger, hurt, etc and instead makes them wonder what they could have done to keep you around. That’s just cruel.
When Oz came back I was actually rooting for Willow to choose him. But she didn’t, and as I continued to watch Willow/Tara I noticed they had a certain fire that Willow and Oz never had. But Oz also had the ability to be both supportive of Willow and stand up to her, which is something Tara struggled with.
Willow/Tara will always hold a place in my heart because it was the first lesbian relationship I saw on TV. And they were sexy, there’s no doubt about that. At first I didn’t like Tara because she was a total doormat and, especially at that time in my life, I didn’t get that at all. But by season five she was becoming more of a full character and got some backstory.
Unfortunately I take a kind of dark view on Willow and Tara. I chalk their problems in season six up to Tara becoming more assertive and confident more than I do Willow’s “addiction”. I think a lot of the reason Willow likes Tara is because she goes along with pretty much whatever Willow wants. When she does speak up, she is easily shut down. Willow likes that, and I don’t think it makes her a terrible person. She’s spent her life being run over and ignored and she just wants to shine for once. I get that. But it’s not great for Tara. That moment when Willow tells Tara to “shut her mouth” or whatever…yikes. I also think that Tara is too dependent on Willow and gives her too much credit for providing her with confidence, friends, etc. And I think that gratitude/fear of being nothing without her is what makes it hard to stand up to her.
I would still say I ship them, but they’ve got major issues to work on. Willow needs to fall for Tara because she loves Tara, not because she’s half in love with a person who does whatever she says. I really want to see them post Seeing Red becauseI think the time apart was probably really good for them. Tara realized she could stand without Willow and Willow is hopefully more willing to view Tara as an equal. My shipper heart still has hope for them overcoming all these obstacles.
TLDR: Willow/Tara is the one I’d like to see prevail.
Hey, do you know why the Hercules Beetle pupa wiggles like that? I know the horn part is the face end, so it's wiggling its butt end? I feel like it's saying "no no no I'll show you my fiercest wiggles"
That’s probably pretty much what it’s doing tbh. Stimulus response to being picked up, if I had to guess.
It sure is cute though I want to hold it like a baby
What is the name of that fic that was about the girls being superheroes, camila's power was fire and they are on a team together and had missions and stuff like that, i want to read it but i forgot the name:( help me
“What was that one fic where Camila and Lauren were neighbors and Lauren kept hearing moans coming from Camila’s room and it turns out that she was just moaning Lauren’s name?”
“Parting Shot was so well written, cant understand half of it cause im stupid but really enjoyed it. cant wait for the update and the flow of the story going. great work!”
“Shooting the moon almost made me cry bc of its cuteness”
“Do you guys kniw who is the writer of my favorite kind of unexpected?please whoever is the writer of it can you please conyinue your story..”
“Let Me Try author!!! Where did you go? This story is one of my favorites! If you haven’t read it, I highly recommend it!!!”
“life imitating art is seriously SO good, pleaseeeeee continue”
“anyone know the name of the camren fanfic/oneshot where camila dies at the end cause she never looked both ways when crossing the street”
“"Hi! I’ve been looking for a fic but I cant remember the name, maybe you can help me… It was a one shot but then had another chapter so now there’s 2. It was something like Camila was with Austin but she never had an orgasm. And Lauren was gay and she had a crush on her. So she offered to help. I never got to finish the second part and I would really like to. Thanks!“ ’Better Than He Can'”
[Adrian Neville + OFC] [bonus cameos by Sami Zayn, Corey Graves, Tony Nese]
Wordcount (for both parts combined): 11518
Content notes: sex, sometimes rough, sometimes semi-public, extremely consensual. Language. FEELINGS. LIKE, SO MANY FEELINGS OF ALL KINDS. A small amount of physical violence. Incredible amounts of sap. Optional ambiguous ending. Ass-backwards hurt/comfort. I’m in love with babyface!Neville, we happen to both be obsessed with the same bands (yes I’m a 33-year-old ska kid, sue me), so the meet-cute basically created itself and this was not supposed to be this long and involved oops
Summary: narrator/OC is Sami Zayn’s musician big sister. She’s super-shy and he decides to set her up with his coworker, Adrian Neville, based on their mutual love of music. Good things happen. Then bad things happen. And that’s how heel turns are made. “Look, all I know is that you couldn’t take your eyes off her, but more importantly, she can’t take her eyes off you.” … You may think you’re the king, but I was your queen, and I will not cower.
This went up on AO3 as 7 chapters originally just because I was trying to figure out where the breaks should go. This’ll be chapters 4-6 plus the epilogue. for chapters 1-3, please click here!