how did you even do that

carry on, darling, we were built to last

Kissing was still weird, Yuuri decided as he kissed his fiancé back.

His fiancé.

His fucking fiancé.

How did that even happen?

Yuuri still had trouble believing that it was all real. That Victor Nikiforov, the Victor Nikiforov, the same one Yuuri had nursed a crush on since, like, forever, was currently wearing a golden ring on his finger. A ring that Yuuri himself had put there with slightly trembling fingers.

How did he even get the guts to do that?

“You’re thinking too much again,” Victor, the same Victor, his fiancé Victor complained, pressing his mouth softly against Yuuri’s as if he was trying to pull him back into the mood, but Yuuri was too–

“I’m sorry,” he replied, blushing sheepishly. “You’re just very distracting.”

It made Victor grin, a little crooked smile that looked simply stunning on his face. Victor’s cheeks were delicately flushed and his eyes sparkled warmly with love and delight. How did Yuuri get so lucky? He remembered everything that happened during the last year, but even now, sitting in Victor’s lap, with Victor’s thumbs rubbing slow circles into his hipbones, Yuuri felt a little like Cinderella.

Was it close to midnight yet? Would he have to leave the ball, leave this happiness when the hands of the clock meet?

“I’m flattered, love,” Victor murmured, kissing the corner of Yuuri’s mouth again and Yuuri couldn’t help the way it twitched into a smile under his lips. “What’s so distracting about me now?”

Yuuri choked on his laugh a bit. “How about everything? Ever? Have you met me, Victor?”

Victor chuckled as well, pulling Yuuri into himself until Yuuri was almost lying on top of his chest. Victor’s nose gently touched Yuuri’s, their foreheads leaned together, a tender caress that melted Yuuri’s heart and made his eyes suddenly grow hotter when all the love and affection hit him hard.

“Of course I have,” Victor said. “Best night of my life.”

Yuuri groaned. “The banquet is taboo, we talked about this.”

Victor made a face at him, like a kicked puppy, and Yuuri only had to take one look to reach out and push Victor’s cheeks up into a smile with his fingers. They both laughed.

“Fine,” Victor said. “How about China then? That is another best night of my life.”

Yuuri shook his head in slight exasperation. “How many best nights do you have?”

“Well, let’s see,” Victor hummed, counting out. “There’s the banquet, okay, okay, I’m not saying more! Then the China Cup, and Barcelona. Oh, Barcelona!” He sighed, his mouth a happy, heart-mouth smile that made Yuuri blush. “That proposal was spectacular. And then you went and won silver, talk about best nights, huh?”

Yuuri mumbled something under his breath, but Victor only grinned at him and let it slide, asking instead: “What about yours, Yuuri?”

He didn’t have to think about it. He really didn’t.

“I was twelve,” Yuuri said immediately, watching Victor’s eye lose the spark for a moment when he realized it wasn’t about their relationship. Yuuri smirked a little. “It was the night I watched the junior skating championship for the first time. And there was this one skater that just took my breath away.” Yuuri smiled fondly at the memory. “I couldn’t fall asleep at all that night, my heart was beating so fast. So I googled that skater and watched all of the videos available just to see him again.”

“Wow, that sounds like quite a night,” Victor smiled at him. “Is he the reason you took up skating?”

“Mostly,” Yuuri agreed. “He’s my inspiration, my motivation, my guiding star, you might say. And, hopefully soon, my husband, too.”

He grinned, even though his cheeks were stinging red – it was embarrassing to say out loud.

But Victor’s reaction was worth it: the surprise on him looked stunning, and Yuuri would never get over the rush in his veins at the heartbeat of pause in Victor’s breathing before a high keen left his lips. It was no wonder Victor based his performances around the emotion. It was quite addicting, Yuuri had to admit.

“Yuuri!” Victor cooed, crushing Yuuri in his arms. “You should’ve told me sooner!”

“Like you didn’t know,” Yuuri snorted into Victor’s neck, wrapping his arms around his shoulders comfortably. “I know you found my stash of posters one day, Mari told me.”

Victor wasn’t contrite at all. In fact, Yuuri could feel the grin pressed against his head.

“Oops,” Victor said. It only served to make Yuuri snort again.

They stayed close like that for a long, comfortable moment, before Victor slowly pulled back and tilted Yuuri’s chin to make their eyes meet. Blue against brown, both meltingly warm and full of love.

“You’ve spent so long chasing after me that it’s only fair that I chase after you for the rest of our lives,” he said, but Yuuri shook his head at him with a tiny smile.

“Why chase, when you’ve already got me?” he asked.

And when Victor leaned in to kiss him again, it was no less weird than before. But it was their weird and in a weird, completely silly way that Yuuri couldn’t have explained even if he tried, that made it just perfect.

“What do you mean you can’t help me? You didn’t even try!”

“Did you even want to be here in the first place?

"You gotta tell me how you attract so many pretty people.”

“You all keep sneaking around and I feel so out of the loop. What’s going on?”

“Before I learned to speak their language, we communicated with vague hand signs.”

“I’ve tried, but I honestly think you’re a natural at this.”

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can you they would do if their s/o tried to give them neck kisses? Thanks~

(Sorry for the wait! Here it is!)


  • He can’t handle PDA
  • So this? This makes him so flustered
  • He’s stuttering questions like: “Why did you do that?” “What was that?”
  • Don’t try and do another one. You will get a mouth full of ink.
  • Loves them though. To him, it shows how much you love him.
  • He needs the love.


  • He doesn’t mind.
  • He is actually confused the first time it happens.
  • Boris thinks it’s really cute though! He will probably do it to you as well.
  • That is, if you can even reach his neck.
  • If you ask him, he will sit/lean down so you can reach him.


  • He would be so startled.
  • After a bit, he would relax.
  • May or may not sneak a quick kiss on your cheek .
  • Loves it. He thinks it’s really cute!
  • Will probably do the same thing when you’re focused, just to see your reaction.
  • “Hey, you did it to me. I’m just returning the favour!”


  • Doesn’t seem to care much.
  • He is screaming on the inside.
  • The tiniest blush will appear, so tease him about it to make it spread.
  • All while he is trying to concentrate.
  • >:3
  • Joey will try and prove it doesn’t affect him. He will fail.
  • His blush is massive by the time you’re done proving him wrong.

I keep having perfect hair moments at the dumbest times like at the gym or before bed or when I’m playing Skyrim by myself.

My “workout” is so pathetic I wouldn’t even call it that or tell you what I did. Yet my body is sore. God, that makes me feel pathetic. Don’t you know how strong and awesome I was before this back debacle?

All I’ll say is, I did what I could do. Maybe one day I’ll be able to do more. That’s Michelle for you.

anonymous asked:

If the person who pointed the gun at soma is real the real!ciel, don't you think it is weird, that soma wasn't confused about the ciel not wearing an eyepatch? its significant to our!ciel, so shouldn't be the first things to say be "where is your eyepatch? did your eye heal? how?" and not "hurry, or I'll eat the dessert without you!" and "do you have a fever?" or sth like that

That is a very good point and to my shame I have to admit that I didn’t even think about this. ;^^ So thanks for bringing it up. I guess if it is the twin he might have put on an eye patch in order to look exactly like our Ciel. But since he put a gun to Soma’s head pretty much immediately after entering it doesn’t seem as if he wanted to pretend like he was our Ciel (unless it was in order to get in).

So yes, if that person really was the twin and he didn’t wear the eye patch Soma should have noticed and commented on that. Hmm, I’ve thought and talked so much about the identity of that person with the gun. Somehow, nothing really makes sense. The twin seemed like the most likeliest explanation because of Agni’s reaction when seeing that photo (and who else could be on that photo who would shock Agni like that?). But even with the twin, things don’t quite make sense in some regards. Maybe I’m really missing something here. I just hope it won’t be a plot hole in the end and that we’ll finally know for certain in the next chapter.

anonymous asked:

how the types respond to "I'm busy"


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just this once im posting general mbti content (i don’t think im qualified to talk abt other types of peeps) 😅

considering mark’s love of the one pound kiss between tim and dawn in the office i wouldn’t be surprised if TLS starts with sherlock waking up in bed next to john and john quickly kissing him like it’s the easiest thing in the world and being like ‘hey, i gotta go drop rosie off at kindergarten. try not to set anything on fire when i’m gone. also, new cereal’s in the pantry’

and sherlock being just, completely stunned

and then everything unravelling from there, like he’s stuck in this ideal dream-world like the wife in inception or victims of the djinn in supernatural

which sets off a chain of events like ‘this situation is impossible … because i never said “i love you”. how did i even get here? why do none of these facts add up? why is this happening?’

anonymous asked:

aaahhh can you do a sequel to that allergic nico fic thing? i need to know how it ends OTL

Part 1

“How the hell did you not know he was allergic to peanuts?” if it were a possibility, Will felt even worse than he had since he brought Nico to the emergency room. “Usually, that’s part of the thirty second meet-and-greet,” Cecil was waving his arms around, and Will shrunk away from them to avoid being hit. “Hi, my name’s Nico, I’m single, attracted to men, and oh, yeah, deathly allergic to peanuts.” Will almost shied away from Cecil altogether, but Lou Ellen was quick to defend him.

“Knock it off, Cecil, he had a long week. I’m sure Nico told him and he just forgot. It happens to the best of us. He’s already nervous about Nico, don’t make him nervous about you, too.” Will was thankful that his friends had brought him coffee in the hospital, but he really didn’t need to be lectured in the process. He was already a wreck waiting for the nurse to let him see Nico. He didn’t need reminded that he was the reason his boyfriend was in the emergency room in the first place.

They fell into silence as the news played on the large TV in the waiting room, only serving to further heighten Will’s nerves. The weather report told rain, and Will mentally crossed out the plans that he had made for he and Nico to go to the park after dinner. Even if it wouldn’t rain, they were going to need to go straight home so Nico could rest while his body fought off the rest of the toxin.

Approximately an hour and a half after Will had brought Nico into the ER, a kind looking nurse stepped into the waiting room and called Will’s name. Will shot up quickly, following behind the nurse to where he suspected Nico’s room was. The nurse spoke softly on the way to Nico’s room, and Will almost missed what he said. “We went ahead and gave Mr. di Angelo another dosage of epinephrine since his throat was still swollen when he arrived and he was unable to breathe. He was also given a round of steroids to try and keep the swelling at bay. He seems stable for now, but we want to keep him for at least another three hours to make sure that he doesn’t relapse.”

The nurse opened a door for Will, and Will quickly walked into Nico’s room. His boyfriend looked worse for wear, and when Will saw how bad Nico looked, the guilt came crashing down on him full force. He didn’t look like he was being strangled by his own throat anymore, but his face was still swollen and he didn’t look like he could see out of his eyes very well, though they were closed in what Will assumed was sleep.

Will tried to swallow down the emotion that swelled up in side of him, threatening tears. Taking a deep breath, Will reached out and took Nico’s hand gently. The nurse left them alone in the room without Will noticing, but it was hardly a concern of Will’s at the moment. He was focused on Nico and what he’d done to his boyfriend. Not that Will expected for Nico to still want to be dating him after he woke up. After what Will did to him, he didn’t expect Nico to still want to be with him.

Hell, Will almost killed Nico. That wasn’t something a caring boyfriend did.

Pushing his own feelings aside for the time being, Will squeezed Nico’s hand gently. “Hey, Nico,” he whispered softly. He hadn’t been expecting response, which was why he was so surprised when he got one.

Nico squeezed Will’s hand back, ever so gently.

This was done in between deconstructing the kitchen in my house

carbulbasaur  asked:

Actually Mark didn't stand up for what Felix did, he stood up against treating someone like complete trash (which I think it's everyone's basic human right NOT to feel that way). Even if someone does something wrong, stooping to their level by being a jerk only hurts you in the end. Fire doesn't put out fire, forgive and forget, treat others how you wish to be treated, etc. Moral of the story, be kind to those who aren't kind to you. THAT'S how you make the world a better place.

Actually nazis do deserve to be treated like complete trash and so does anyone who defends them case closed

; on Miranda

|| I feel as if Thomas’ romantic and sexual orientation is far simpler to summarize than James’, and in my mind, Thomas is gay. That is how I have always seen him, how I have always written him in fanfiction, and I think all I ever will. Of course, in terms of how I write him in a roleplay context, this leaves his relationship with Miranda ambiguous without exploration. 

Using @captain-flint ‘s post here as a timeline, I make the assumption that in 1705, Thomas is in his early thirties, and that Miranda is likely a few years younger than him. Assuming they married when Thomas was in his early twenties and Miranda at the end of her teenage years or early twenties, I put their marriage date in 1695 for convenience’s sake. Of course, this would mean that by the time James comes into their lives they would have already been married for ten years. 

The affection between Thomas and Miranda is clear as day in the show, both in the scenes they share and in the way that Miranda’s character talks of him in 1715 Nassau, and for my depiction of Thomas, Miranda is crucial. Whilst, in my mind, he holds no romantic or sexual attraction for her, his love for her is deep and unbreakable and he loves her as much as a person can love another. Whilst James is his moon, Miranda is his stars

He respects her absolutely and holds no resentment towards her for having lovers, for having James first, for perhaps even sharing James (I still cannot make up my mind as to whether I believe James and Miranda continued sharing a bed after James and Thomas began their affair. If James had sexual relationships with the both of them at the same time, I imagine, though, that the three of them often shared a bed). Thomas stands by her when rumours fly around London of her alleged promiscuity and the idea of her with others does not bother him at all. Partly I attribute this to his lack of romantic and sexual interest in her, but mostly instead to the absolute solidness of their bond and their deep and unbreakable love for the other. 

Because they were companions for so many years, and because they were so involved in each others’ lives (in marriages in the nobility, it was not especially unusual for husbands and wives to live apart, usually the husband in the capital or at court and the wives in the country estates rather than the other way around), I believe Miranda really was like Thomas’ other half, a puzzle piece that fitted almost perfectly to him and she understood him. She accepted the part of him that the rest of the world would look to (and eventually did) condemn. To someone in his position, that would mean the entire world. Until James came along, she had to have been the single most important thing in his life. Once James came into the picture, despite the absolute different natures of the loves, I cannot see Thomas being able to choose one over the other. 

In short: Miranda was as much the love of Thomas’ life as James was. They were two different loves, but neither one more or less crucial to Thomas than the other.

[A coffee pot is found broken]

Quill: So, who broke it? I’m not mad, I just want to know.

Tanya: I did, I broke it-

Quill: No. No, you didn’t. Ram?

Ram: Don’t look at me. Look at Charlie.

Charlie: What? I didn’t break it.

Ram: Hmm. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?

Charlie: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken.

Ram: Suspicious.

Charlie: No, it’s not! If it matters…probably not… April was the last one to use it.

April: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap.

Charlie: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

April: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Charlie!

Tanya: Okay, let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it.

Quill: No. Who broke it?

Ram: Quill, Matteusz has been awfully quiet…

Matteusz: Really?!

Ram: Yeah, really!

[Cut to Quill in another room, the rest of them fighting in the background]

Quill: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

anonymous asked:

What's the process you go through to being Gerard's photographer at these events? I think it would be a lot of fun, but I have no idea where to even start to get that opportunity. Any advice?

you were talking about requesting for photo passes for photographing bands,,, i was wondering how you did that?? like did you just contact the tour manager and ask for a pass?

gonna answer these two together bc related

so basically you have to be a photographer…as in, you have to have something to show for. no one is gonna let some random person photograph an event or concert bc they just wanna do it. and believe me, i had so many people telling me no or just ignoring my emails altogether bc i just didnt have enough to show for in the beginning. also people will find out if youre serious about photographing the event and know how to act professional or if youre just trying to get close to the band/artist. as a photographer you stay in the background unless asked/told otherwise. so its not a way to get close to anyone. ive seen people try to take advantage of the position and it sucks. im just being honest here, i dont mean to sound mean. i started doing this in 2012 and i was lucky that MSI and Chantal gave me the opportunities to do this even tho i still had to learn. and then over the years you just learn and build a portfolio. and im not gonna lie but it also helps to know people. thats just the truth and i dont mean to sound condescending bc even tho i know a couple of people i still struggle sometimes with others. like i said if you happen to have ulterior motives then people will be able to tell so you have to be honest and professional. and, you have to be credible. you have to have good equipment bc if you show up with a point-and-shoot camera or your iphone no one is gonna take you seriously. and then you just ask. email people and ask. sometimes its the venue, sometimes its the promoter, sometimes its the press/PR person of the band/artist, sometimes the management. if its a smaller band its ok to contact the band directly if theres a way of doing that. and usually its easier to start out with local bands or events because they need people to take photos of their shows and if youre the person who photographs them then they will use those photos. and you also dont need a photo pass for that. and thats a good start. and again, im not trying to sound like an asshole im just being honest but it took me years. i didnt just wake up one morning and thought ‘i wanna photograph Gerard today’ and it happened. it was only possible bc i already had experience and i had something to show for and the people in charge took a look at my photos and saw that i was legit and so they said yes. and the more experience you have the more likely you get to do it again. and, like i said, it helps that Gerard knows who i am. not that he personally asks me to take photos, thats not the case. it also doesnt mean that if he doesnt know you you will never get to do it haha dont get me wrong. but all im saying is that it HELPS. and i guess bc ive done it a couple of times and he knows im legit and he trusts me now he is more comfortable with me being there for hours taking photos of him yknow? BUT honestly if youre serious about it and if you really wanna start photographing events or concerts, nothing should stop you. you just have to know that it doesnt happen overnight. you have to be prepared for a lot of no’s in the beginning but you have to keep trying. anyway…i hope that helps. like i said, if i sounded condescending or anything im SORRY its not my intention but im trying to be as honest as possible and also ive seen quite a lot of people being like ‘oh im just gonna call myself a photographer and that will get me close to Gerard’ and that really pisses me off (and like i said, people will always able to tell if you have motives - not saying you do!!!! not saying that at all! just…thats just the reality, a lot of people do)

Fairy Tail 528

*Judging the spoilers*

You know… what exactly is even the fucking point of the ex-Oracion Seis members even joing Crime Sorciere if all Mashima is going to do is let Jellal haul the spotlight for the sake of Jerza fanservice? Like… did Jellal just left them behind in the last battle scene? How in the world did he know where Erza’s at… and he tried to fight Acnologia when he couldn’t land a fucking hit on August… Mashima, where’s your brain at on this?

Consider me a sour salty Oracion Seis fangirl at this point.

Challenge Accepted

Oh, Build-A_Bear, you do not know what you just did.  You sent me a coupon for a free stuffed animal to lure me back.  First off, I don’t even know why I’m on your emailing list.  Secondly, do you know how sick and warped I am?  You’re going to trust me around mini-people?  I see things on your website that I could make a dominatrix bunny.  You’re screwed, Build-A-Bear.

Challenged accepted.  

If I do go to the mall and build a bear (or bunny), I’ll take pics later.

A while ago (I mean a WHILE ago I’m talking like last year) there was a Charles Vane memorial week in the fandom (or something like that), and I wanted to draw something but never really did. All I had was this doodle I did very quickly while watching the s2 DVD in an attempt to figure out how his face worked, and for some reason I never even scanned it until now. Oh Charles, you could be a giant dick but man were you gorgeous. I do him no justice.

beckyhop  asked:

Hey, I made that bi junkrat tweet, and I kinda forgot about it till recently until an anon pointed it out. I apologized here: post/158788152634/hey-roadrat-shippersjunker-fans-how-you-doing

aw man your apology is like really nuanced and brought up stuff i didnt even think about

thank you for even apologizing considering like… what you did isn’t even wrong like the worst it could be is someone being a bit of a dickhead? we should probably be the ones apologizing to you considering how we word stuff ahgdsjfs

No, Mark, Thank You.

Hey Mark,

I know I’m really late to the party on this, but I didn’t want to do this at school, because I had a sneaking suspicion that I would cry (which I did), and that’s probably not a good thing to do at a high school with all of those judgmental teenagers.

I feel like I can relate to at least a little of what you said in your videos.  I obviously can’t relate to everything, as I’m no YouTuber, but maybe just a little bit of it is relatable.

For example, when you were talking about that feeling that keeps you going, the feeling of seeing everything that people can do, I felt like I knew what you were talking about.  I don’t reflect on it on the same scale as you, but I love seeing things that people can create.  I don’t even care what it is or what the message is.  I just love seeing people’s creations.  That’s what’s giving me the drive to pursue art and animation.  I watch animated movies like Zootopia and The Little Prince, and I fall in love all over again with the wonder that those animators brought to my screen.  Even if it’s not animation or art, I just love people’s creations.  It’s almost that same feeling that you feel, just on a little smaller scale.

Now, I told you that I cried when I watched your videos.  I could sum this up to be I’m just an emotional little baby, but, if it’s alright, I’d like to delve into it a little.  It’s late at night, so why not, right?

I cried when you said that “You are the most important thing that’s ever happened in my life, whether you know it or not.”  You have no idea how much that means to me.  I know you doubt that people mean that you have really helped them or even saved their life, but please don’t doubt that you’ve saved my life.  You’ve kept me from doing God knows what, and you’ve kept me alive, even though some days the doubt that you feel is flipped over to my side and I doubt that you even care about me, even though you say you do.  When you said that the community was the most important thing to happen to you, it felt like you were talking to just me, and it made me feel like you really did care.

I cried even harder when you told us that we saved you.  With a community almost seventeen million people strong, there are so many people to talk to.  And every single person has their issues.  I have my issues, my friends have their issues, someone that I’ve never met that doesn’t even watch your videos has their own issues too.  But I don’t think that a lot of us take the time to think about what you’ve been through, that there’s even a possibility that you could ever have or have had issues, be small or large.  When you said that we saved you, it really hit home for me.  Because I want to return your kindness.  I want to show you the love and guidance that you have given me, and now I think that I have, just a little bit.

And after that it was just a cry fest until I watched Part Two.

But when I watched Part Two, there were no tears.

I just had the biggest, dumbest smile on my face.  And it wouldn’t go away.

You want to know why?

It’s because you couldn’t stop talking about how grateful you are for everything, and it wasn’t a crying bumbling Mark this time, but a happy bouncing Mark who was so excited to see the response from the first video.  It was an absolute joy to see you that happy, because that means to me that YouTube is a two-way street.  You help us in our times of need, and when you feel like you’re lost and broken, we help you get back up and on your way.

Mark, you’re headed places.  Where?  That doesn’t matter.  That doesn’t matter because you’re going to go wherever the fuck you want to go, because you put your heart and soul into everything you do, so long as you want to do it.  Just look at what you (and the team) did for “A Date With Markiplier”!  I mean, you all got that done in such a short time.  If you can do that in that amount of time, just think of what else you can do!  You can do anything!

And I’ll be rooting for you the whole time, and helping wherever I can.

I know that this got really long, and that I got really ramble-y, but hey, monkey see monkey do, right?

All in all, Mark, I just want you to know that you really truly are a great person.  You can do anything.  And if you want to talk to fans more, then do it!  Make a little time for it each day.  If you want to explore new mediums such as films and television, then go for it!  Take a chance and say yes to one of those offers.

Shoot for the moon, because even if you don’t make it, you’ll land among the stars.

Thank you Mark.  For everything, past, present, and future.



I cannot believe the bullshit I’m reading. People calling Pascal soft and a coward for not racing. Like are y'all that fucking ignorant? Should a guy risk crashing and hurting himself and maybe even others just to not give his pride a bruise? Should he cost his team not only thousands of dollars but also huge effort building and fixing a car so that you fucking morons not call him soft? Have people not been listening what drivers have been saying about how damn hard these new cars are to drive? The did the responsible thing by owning up and admitting he can’t do it! I can’t believe this!

anonymous asked:

Someone even posted an urban dictionary definition of "bezzie mates" as: "Another way to say girlfriends, typically used in the UK." and the example was: "Did you hear that Lena and Kara are bezzie mates now?" LOL I CAN'T WITH THIS FANDOM. Do as you please but don't be too deluded in your fanfiction fantasies and be mad and disappointed about how the show is actually going.

This is a) a fucking cringe and b) why are they discrediting the slang of my home country #RUDE

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