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Phichit somehow talked them into doing this pose and it probably broke their social media 😂😂

On History and Dinner

Summary: A non athletic!Jack fic, where grad student and history nerd, Jack Zimmermann meets the cute Samwell student/baker Eric Bittle at the Bread and Butter Bakery.  Picks up right after On History and Pie.  Jack takes a chance and meets Bitty for dinner. It’s their first date.  A collaboration with the wonderful @zim-tits​ featuring her lovely artwork. Also on AO3

Bitty was closing up shop for the evening at Bread and Buttery Bakery when he heard a small tap. Lardo smiled as she looked through the large picture window and saw who was standing on the other side.

“It’s your boy, Bitty,” she said.

He glanced and saw Jack standing outside as he waved shyly.

Chowder unlocked and opened the door. “Welcome! Come on in.”

“Thanks,” Jack said as he came in slowly, looking at Bitty with a soft smile.

Bitty closed the register and smiled in return as he walked from behind the counter toward Jack.

“Hi, Jack.”

“Hi, Eric. Bitty.”

The two wordlessly stared at one another, smiling. Lardo, taking pity on them, cleared her throat, “Uh, Chowder, can you help me with something in back?”

Chowder frowned disappointed he wasn’t going to be able to watch.

“Sure, Lardo.”

“You came,” Bitty said. “Thanks for that. Thanks for trusting me.”

“My uncle says… well, never mind, but I’m the one that should be saying thanks – for the shortbread. It was really good.”

“Really good? I was aiming for so amazing it would make you wanna slap your mama but then again, I’m sure you love your mama, so really good will do.”

Jack laughed softly, “I do. So, are you… that is… if you’re still interested…”

“Jack, would you like to go grab something to eat?”

Jack smiled, relieved that Bitty had taken the lead.

“Yes, I’d like that.”

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  • Victor: *in a crowded room* Hey, I can't find Yurio...
  • Yuri: I got this
  • Yuri: *clears throat* *uses hands as a megaphone* ya know, I was maybe thinking about retiring-
  • Yurio: *crashes through wall* the fuCK DID YOU JUST SAY DAMN PIGLET I WILL FIGHT YOU, I SWEAR, RETIRE MY ASS-
  • Yuri: found him

anonymous asked:

i have no idea where to submit prompt ideas-- BUT i've been looking for ages for a really good jakob x f!corrin one so badly ;w; and you write amazingly-- so could you write a tiny story where the two go ice skating but corrin doesn't know how to ice skate so jakob being the gentlemanly butler he is, teaches corrin and lets her hang onto him and stuff for support!! that'd be super cute, and it's winter time, so it's perfect! thank you ;w;

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It’s not that you hated the ice; you were just convinced the ice positively despised every fiber of your being. You watched as Azura and Camilla skated gracefully over the frozen lake, the winter coats hardly keeping them from little twirls and tricks.

You smiled as Sakura grasped Elise’s hands, the former having to be helped along the ice so that she might not fall and the latter cackling like a madwoman as she jerked the poor little princess along with her.

Leo and Takumi wouldn’t stop racing each other, and Ryoma and Xander simply played referee over the mess. However, you weren’t bothering with any of it, simply watching from afar.

Only Jakob was the one to notice the forlorned, longing expression on your face, that even you didn’t realize you wore. Your husband approached with a furry muffler, gingerly slipped over your head. “Careful, milady. You mustn’t be underdressed; the cold is rather unforgiving in these parts.”

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So I’m watching the ladies skate their short program in the Russian Figure Skating Championships today.

And I’m watching the adorable Evgenia Medvedeva skate her short program which was great by the way of course. (which you can watch the clip of her short program here on Youtube)


A fan gives her a gift after her performance before she skates to the kiss and cry booth. Evgenia takes it and is looking at it with love and amusement.

She goes back to her coach, turning the gift around, showing it to her in which her coach laughs. She then takes it as Evgenia gets off the ice and puts her guards on her blades.

She then holds the gift out to the camera showing it to the world like a proud mama.





Some figure skating dorks because these two would be the biggest rivals, always trying to one-up (see: impress) each other at every competition leading up to a big show down at the winter olympics