i had to wait a long time for that


Unexpected Guests: Page 8

First / Previous / Next (Coming Soon!)

Goodbye Sans, it was nice knowing you.

Anyway, for all my long-time followers, thank you for all your patience–I hope the wait was worth it~! And for the many newcomers, welcome and enjoy the ride, we’re only just getting started. ;D

Prompts 49 and 58 with Yondu

49: who hurt you?
58: I’ve been waiting for this for a long time

You had been found by the Ravagers year ago. You had been a slave your whole life before that. You had managed to escape one day and in running you had crashed into a young boy and a blue centurion. You apologized terrified that he’d call your master and get them to take you back. The centurion looked down at you a glare on his face until he saw the terror, the scars and tattoos, and the collar. The glare had dropped immediately and he grabbed the young boys hand. He grabbed yours too and drug the both of you through the back alleys and to a big ship. You had almost fought him before you saw the young boy smiling up at you. You had followed him onto the ship and he had given you clean clothes and gotten the collar off of you without asking any questions. That had been the turning point in your life. Now you were happily with Yondu, the same man who saved your life.
You had lived with the Ravagers and the small boy you had ran into ,Peter, had become like a son to you. You were currently sitting with him talking and telling him stories. Yondu was standing in the doorway listening to the two of you with a small smile on his face. Peter was sitting in your lap facing you. He was looking at your face and the scars that littered it. He was tracing the biggest one that crossed one of you cheeks.
“Who hurt you?” He asked quietly after a while of tracing it.
You stiffened up at his question. You couldn’t see it but Yondu’s small smile dropped as well. He could see you stiffen and he was about to walk in and intervene when he heard you start to speak again.
“Well. When I was your age some bad guys showed up and took me away from my family. They made me fight and clean and when I didn’t do what they wanted….” you stopped your voice cracking a little at the thoughts, “they would hurt me… then I met you and Yondu and you guys saved me.”
Peter was thoughtful for a moment before hugging you. You smiled a little hugging him close trying not to think of the way your life had been. You didn’t see Yondu but he had his fists clenched and his eyes were burning with rage. Later than night you put Peter to bed tucking him in and kissing his forehead. You went back to your room laying down on your bed with a huff. Yondu was sitting on the bed watching you his eyes tracing every tattoo and scar. “Who did hurt ya? Specifics though I ain’t no boy.” He said the anger hidden as he spoke to you. “Kree commander. Kutaw Rodnaf.” You admitted closing your eyes as his face flashed before them. Yondu looked over at you and pulled you close to him wrapping his arms around you. He was wrestling with his mind. No one was ever gonna hurt his girl again. He held you close until you fell asleep. He kissed your forehead before getting out of bed and grabbing his arrow. He left the ship knowing that it had been a good idea to go back to the planet he had found you on. Asking around Yondu had found the Kree commander. He couldn’t help the grin that crossed his face. “Kutaw?” He called out into the bar. “Whaddya want?” A Kree man answered standing. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time” he grinned before whistling his arrow going through the man multiple times. The next morning you woke up to Yondu cleaning his arrow. You raised an eyebrow before he threw you a medal. Your eyes widened seeing it was the one your “owner” had worn everyday. You couldn’t help the tears of joy that ran down your face. “Ain’t no one gettin away with hurtin my girl.” Yondu proclaimed looking st you.

My weekend

-left Saturday at 7:45 am
-got to the hotel at 2
-found out check in is at 3
- BK did. Not. Nap.
-Dinner with mom, BK, and all my siblings at Longhorn
-the power went out at Longhorn and we had to wait a long time to be able to pay our ticket
-trip to Walmart, BK soaked her shoes in a puddle and they won’t dry and her feet are blistering
-BK sleeps in the tub
-I share a double bed with my sister, mom gets a double bed. All 3 dogs bunk with me and sister. Gave up on sleep around 3 am.
-the continental breakfast was literally a pitcher of juice, a carafe of coffee, 2 honey buns, and 6 slices of bread with butter and jelly packets.
-go to IHOP for breakfast
-go to Walmart again- the clothes I packed are for much warmer weather and BK and I are freezing
-BK “rests” by eating Skittles, which she calls Skittles Pox and yes, they are contagious.
-leave at the last minute to get to Redneck brother’s graduation
-go to the wrong school
-get to the right school just before the ceremony starts, park waaaaaay off. BK has been asleep for 20 minutes and wakes up confused enough to take a swing at me 😂
- find a spot in the bleachers. BK is being a two year old and can’t sit still for the ceremony. We play in the hall and just barely catch RB getting his diploma.
-back at hotel. Give dog her car sickness meds and pack the car way too fast- we have to wait to leave so her medicine will work.
-leave hotel at 4:30
-get McDonalds because we haven’t eaten since IHOP. Suddenly understand BK why BK was so grouchy.
-Stop twice for gas/pee breaks
-BK gets a hobby horse that is a unicorn
- make it to town at 9:45
-my mom gets to work 7 minutes before he shift starts
-I pack the diaper bag for the first day at a new daycare, check her paperwork
-pack my bag for a school day outside, including an outfit for a dunking booth
-search whole house for Mr. Kaaay’s wallet so I can get gas money and day care fees
-wake up Mr. Kaaay, find out he forgot to pull money for daycare
-readjust morning plan for time to stop at the ATM
-say a small prayer that BK will cooperate on getting dressed, brushing teeth, and eating breakfast. She went to bed 3 hours late, it’s looking grim. I need more deities.
-find Hawaiian shirt for tomorrow.
-brush teeth, take out contacts, set alarm for 4:45 and wonder if it’s worth it to attempt sleep tonight.

Pray for me, y'all. Ain’t no tired like end of school year, traveling with a toddler tired.

Fanfic Requests are now OPEN!!

Ah finally! It’s been forever since I’ve allowed requests for fanfics, but now they’re finally open again! *throws confetti* 

I appreciate you all for being so patient. I know I had requests closed for a long time (over a year I think??? wow oops!) but now I’m back in fanfic writing business! 

Of course, before you request anything, I would like for you to read over my rules :) 

Regular Fanfics: 

  • I will NOT write for Hidashi. I’m sure you all know that by now, but I just want to make it clear. 
  • I will write for certain ships if you’d like, but I do NOT write smut! I’m still not sure if I could write that very well. So please, if you have a shipping request, nothing nsfw related. Feel free to send in all the fluff and angst you’d like!
  • Seriously, send all the fluff and angst you’d like. 

X Reader Fanfics:

  • I write for Tadashi, Hiro, Fred and Wasabi. As fun as it could be to write something for Honey Lemon and Gogo, I’d like to stick with the boys :)
  • Again, if you have a fluffy or angsty idea, send away! But NO SMUT! 
  • Make sure to send in a certain theme for either the reader or character of choice (like sad!reader or hurt!hiro for example) 

I’m really looking forward to getting requests again! If you have any questions, don’t be afraid to ask me!  

The New Beverly Part 1: About the New Bev and Pre-show

I thought I’d take a moment and put out a good word about our friends at @newbeverly A Cinema specializing in 35mm films currently owned and operated by Quentin Tarantino in Los Angeles. Last night I had a pretty great time at the Superman III and Unbreakable double feature.  It’s a great way to meet people in the Industry. Edgar Wright and Patton Oswalt frequent it and I ended up having a 10 minute long conversation with a retired film loader who worked on a bunch of huge features back in the day while I was waiting for set up.They played old film music during set up, I heard the Dr. No version of the James Bond theme and then they played the theme from Ghostbusters.

What happens is the manager (not QT but one of the old guard) comes out and delivers his spiel. He was pretty enthusiastic about Superman III even though it’s not a great movie by any means. they play old vintage “prevues”(the mispelling is there on the intertitle) that have been played so much they are covered in scratches or have discoloration. I saw a “prevue” for “Used Cars” that had turned purple due to aging of the 16mm film print along side a bunch of old Richard Lester trailers in varying condition.

They opened the main show with an old Max Fleischer Superman cartoon which was in pretty great condition for a  35mm short that was made in 1941. It looked pretty amazing too, the animation was pretty stellar and well done, very dynamic framing and fluid animation not unlike you’d see in a top notch Production I.G. film in the 1990s and not what I was expecting which was Hanna Barbera style side-scrolling.

Then came Superman III…

Fic Excerpt

The second thing was the announcement of the Triwizard Tournament being held at Hogwarts that year. It had everyone in Hogwarts excited, the emotions rushing around Michael like a storm. He wasn’t entirely sure why this merited so much excitement, since it was just another event.

Granted, it was an event that apparently hadn’t been held in a few centuries, but that wasn’t that long ago.

Wait…a few centuries was a long time for humans, even for wizards that lived longer than their non-magical counterparts.

“Could you participate in it?” Ernie demanded the moment they were in a relatively private space.

Michael stared at him. “Why?” he asked slowly.

“So you could!”

That didn’t answer Michael’s question of why. In hopes that Ernie would give him an answer, he continued staring.

anonymous asked:

Omg today's fic. I always knew the Olicity proposal would make me ugly cry but I had no idea how much it would make me ugly cry. Freaking gorgeous even if it dis make me furtively cry at work. Two quick questions: why did Oliver wait so long to propose and what was his original plan to propose before Felicity bought it up? (I enjoy the way that parallels canon btw :p)

Thank you!!! He was waiting for a few reasons but mostly that he wasn’t sure she was ready. They have only been together for a year and in that time they’ve gained and lost the first Ellie, his sister began suffering what will be lifelong severe medical problems, Felicity was attacked by Malcolm and “asleep” for a week, she got pregnant with Jules and gave birth, they bought their home and moved in together, they met his son and incorporated him into their family, and Felicity was (and still is, at this point) suffering from postpartum depression. That’s… that’s A LOT. He didn’t want to push her at all especially with her newly recovering from PPD. I think he carried the ring around with him for a long time looking for the right moment but he figured he’d give it at least another six months before proposing.

anonymous asked:

given how so much of star wars was inspired by asian culture and philosophy, i've waited a long time to see respectful asian representation in star wars franchise instead of a few seconds of screentime, especially asian ladies. besides the asian actors in rogue one, i'm also very happy about kelly having a main role in the upcoming movie.

this message makes me so happy! you’re absolutely right, it was a late call but still i’m thrilled it happened and kelly is hopefully going to be the start of something amazing! i had no hope for kk’s future choices tbh but seeing how well kelly was welcomed among the fans during swco and after, i bet even she will realize what an important thing is to get represented!

Secret Fandom Compliment Letter

My dear Tash ( @wellyfullofale),

I believe it was fate when Pauline assigned me your blog. It was the chance for me to finally tell you the things I wanted to say for quite some time but never dared to because of my excessive shyness…

Let me tell you this short story: somewhere in the world, a girl (well woman, it’s me and I’m 30) woke up on Monday morning, utterly distressed of starting a new week which she knew would turn out busy, difficult and very long. She was waiting for her train on her way to work and she thought “might as well use this time to check if there has been any update on my favorite fics, who knows, there might be a surprise”. And there was! The chapter 12 of her favorite fic of the moment “Dales United” was out.

Do you have any idea of the impact your work had on her? That smile that you brought on her face, surrounded by strangers, because she knew that she was about to have a good time…

Do you know that I read most of your work (I intend to sort that problem really soon and to be able to say “I read all of your work” very proudly)? That you are with me when I go to work, go back home or just about to go to bed? That you make me think “hey spending an hour just to go lock myself in an office for 8 hours is worth it because I read some really good stuff”.

Tash, your talent is a wonder, nothing less. I spent a week reading your blog (go figure why I didn’t follow you sooner since I am a fan of yours, I have to do it in the next few days to be able to see your prompts showing up on my dash), sharing your thoughts, your feelings and I feel like we’re friends now (even if you don’t know me). I love how you always dedicate yourself to your readers, your answers are always on point.

You are funny, witted and smart (I wish you were in front of me so I could literally throw flowers at your feet – no it’s not too much, it’s the general feeling). I even have to admit I’m a bit (very) jealous of your wife.

Don’t ever change, you are amazing!

Wishing you all the best.

Your devoted secret fandom compliment xxxx (where I live, we kiss four times on the cheek when greeting and saying goodbye to a friend)

anonymous asked:

A little blurb is exactly what I meant by a name validation! Thank you ~Sage

Hi, Sage! Sorry for taking so long to get back to you on this. My internet’s been wonky. Anyway, I don’t know what pronouns you prefer, so I’m going to use they/them, I hope that’s okay.

Sage thumbed through their book idly, huddled on the park bench they’d found on the trail. It was a nice day out, but Sage was a bit too distracted to really appreciate the sun. Sage’s friends had said to meet at the beginning of the trail so they could start together, but Sage had been too impatient, so had gone ahead and started before their friends arrived. Now Sage was busy waiting for them, but couldn’t focus enough on their book to pass the time. Hopefully, their friends wouldn’t take too long.

I once had this weird SU idea:

Peridot gets poofed over the ocean and then sunken into the sea. In the depths of the sea there’s too much pressure and not enough sunlight so she can’t reform. She has to wait until her gem washes up on shore or until the Crystal Gems find her.

She does eventually washes up on shore but that takes a long time. A very long time. Over a million years.

After all that time, thinking she’s been forgotten forever, Peridot washes up on shore and reforms. She fends herself against the harsh abandoned reality and the weird human-gem hybrid monsters that inhabit future Earth.

Eventually she finds the time temple, which after the ocean levels changed, is now on land, it’s the only structure left standing. She uses the time technology there to create a portal into the past.

She knows she’s too far gone, but she can tell past Steven where to find her past self and rescue her on time. Just before she closes off the portal and waits to die in her future timeline, Steven reaches in and grabs her back into his timeline.

They rescue past Peridot together and now there’re two Peridots. Normal past Peridot and depressed existential Future Peridot.

Bob shut down b.echo, explained why o.ctavia’s anger at bellamy for “killing lincoln” was irrational and hypocritical, and basically confirmed that we’re getting canon bellarke all in one day. He literally saved us in one. day. 

Bob Morley is literally a fucking icon in case yall forgot.  

The night starts with a big, spicy Philly cheese steak. It’s about 6pm. I’ve been wanting to try the cheese steak from this corny, 50’s retro place for a long time. I gobble down the big greasy bowl of meat, hot sauce, and cheese, then head to the coffee shop for my weekly draw group. A little after I get home, about 10pm, a stomach ache comes on. “Damn, guess spicy foods are out.” I’ve been getting stomach aches every time I have spicy Thai or hot wings. I google search about spice pain- possible stomach ulcer? “I guess I have been stressed lately, but no more than usual I don’t think…” File under “Will investigate further later.“ According to the comments on this health website, a glass of milk will help. Gulp one down, go to bed.

Wrestle to sleep for about an hour. Realize the ache is just over the required pain threshold to keep you from sleeping. Do some work on my comic, more tired, but stomach worse. Will play batman until I fall asleep. I feel like I’m just running in circles… How many times have I failed this mission? Batman, batman, stomach now hurts too bad to enjoy an active task like video games. Deliriously tired. Would be great to sleep through the rest of this abdominal temper tantrum. Try the old “hot shower will make you sleep” trick. Take some Pepto-Bismol, and some generic acetaminophen. Out of the shower, hurts to walk around now, and to lie down. Guess I’ll have to wait it out with my eyes open. Call and leave my Doc a message, maybe will get a spot in there tomorrow. Need to get that ulcer discovered… Time to enjoy a passive task like watching TV. Breaking Bad feels like the right mixture of funny and painful, just like me and my burning spice belly. Damn, I can’t even enjoy that part where during Hank’s interrogation of that meth head, Wendy, she accuses Hank of trying to buy sexual services from her on behalf of an underage “football player” (a misunderstanding involving Walter Jr. from a few episodes before). Oh hell. Time to look up what time emergency medical clinics open. Guess I’ll have to pay out of pocket since I can’t wait for my Doc tomorrow.  It’s about 4am now. Earliest clinic opens at 8. Now hungry again, but can’t eat what with all the pain. One hour down. Man, this is really starting to hurt. Can I really wait 3 more hours? Sitting is starting to hurt as much as lying and standing. And I’m still not enjoying TV. Okay, I’ve come to a decision…. 

“Hey, Kayla, my stomach still hurts, I’m thinking about driving to the ER, do you wanna come?” “Oh! Ya, sure. What time is it?” “It’s 5:30”. I  call the hospital “Hey, I’ve had a pretty bad stomach ache all night, I’m thinking of coming by.” Operator: *long pause* “Haha, well, okay! We’re open all night, so just come on in.” 

Driving with a stomach ache is not so bad, because you’re already hunched over. Wish Kayla could drive, but she doesn’t really know how, probably would have a panic attack and would definitely crash. Interesting that they have ER parking, I wonder how many ER patients drive themselves here… All bodily positions hurt my insides now, signing in to this place sucks. Give Kayla half the paperwork to fill out, glad she’s here, or this would be really boring. Man, they sure take a long time for someone trying to get into an empty emergency room… Signing in with a nurse, she ask me my height and I say “ ‘5’’8”, but I notice she puts down “ ‘5’’7”… They want to look at my pee, they always want to see my pee. I pee, no blood, so whatever that tells them means I’m getting an ultrasound first. Then a young nurse named Ken, a cool Asian dude with screws through both ears, squirts so much morphine into my IV that I lean back and audibly say “oh my god.” I feel it ripple like a shock wave from my arm down to the ends of my body. My belly is feeling alright now. 

The ultrasound technician tells me that babies are the least common thing she uses ultrasounds for. My joke has fallen flat. Back in the room, the doctor and his manila folder tell me “Good news! No gallstones, there are kidney stones inside your kidneys, but since they are inside, you shouldn’t be feeling the pain from those.” “Wait, does that mean I have to pee those stones out at some poin–” It is not discussed again. Seeing that neither organ has the appropriate stones, Doc would “rather not expose me to more radiation than necessary” and is working on discharging me. But, “I won’t leave here without a diagnosis.” 

In I go to the CT scan tube. That hot squish of contrast dye spreading through my veins. “Okay, we’re moving you into a room upstairs.” Says a hippy technician. Upstairs in my sweet and swanky single with couch, a person I’m pretty sure is just a businessman disguised in medical scrubs types on a computer. He takes down my answers to what seem like pre-surgery questions. “Do you have anybody specific on file in the event you are medically unable to yield consent  for yourself?” This, combined fact that they won’t feed me, makes me wonder what it is I’m going into surgery for. I saw this same thing about a year and a half ago with the whole brain debacle, but that’s a story for another time. Several medical people dip in, sprinkle breadcrumbs of information; it’s like a game show challenge that combines a scavenger hunt with a jigsaw puzzle. You have to gather the pieces of information from their hiding places, then assemble them in the correct order to reveal an answer. A tech comes in and spoils the game, “You seem to have a lot of questions, so I just want to make sure, you know you have appendicitis right? We’re about to take it out.” “Thank god,” I think. “It’s not the spicy foods. Spicy foods are still in.” Downstairs, in pre-op, I complain to my plain-clothes surgeon about how analog tests like pressing on my stomach are remarkably inaccurate, since a doctor’s subjective interpretation of my poor description of say, “the pain is slightly higher” can rule out appendicitis, the same appendicitis that a machine might spot an hour later. I tell him that I almost got sent home. My surgeon tells me he’s been doing analogue tests for 30 years, and not to worry about it. I start to tell him how “my deadpan reaction to pain also causes a lot of people to misdiagnose me, that a lot of people laugh when I describe how I’m in pai–”, but he walks away in the middle to get dressed for surgery. The operating room has big TVs and lights, it looks like a set, and I consider the possibility of fake hospitals as the anesthesia takes the wheel.

In the recovery area, the nurse tells me how big, inflamed appendixes can be agitated by spicy foods, foods high in fat, and dense foods like heavy cheese. I see an image of a spotlit cheese steak appear in a black void. Nurse feeds me ice chips and tells me she craves ice chips when she’s dehydrated. I suggest that she only craves ice chips because she works in a hospital, that ice chips are too unsatisfying a thing to crave at random, and that most people would just crave water. She agrees. Back upstairs in my room, it is now 8pm, and it has been 26 hours since I’ve eaten. I’ve been hydrated only through IV’s. The driest mouth and the clearest pee. Because the lingering anesthetic can cause nausea and vomiting, they will only give me jello. I go nuts on the jello. They continue to give me every jello I ask for, one at a time, like a test. Way past where I though the cutoff point would be, the nurse tells me “That’s it! There’s no more jello! You ate all the jello on this floor.” You’re damn right I did, you’re damn right….

Two years ago I met the guy I’m with now, and we connected instantly but I was going into a new relationship, so we remained friends. Even though I battled with myself internally for months at my decision.

Today he said, if we had of started dating back then, today we would’ve had a family.!

I told him, mentally I wasn’t ready to embrace a man like him. I always have to learn things the hard way. I guess I went through all that drama and came back to square one, so I could learn how to appreciate a good thing when it crosses my path.

Ladies when you find a good good good man, don’t wait or second guess. Don’t chase what excites you, think wisely about the long term and your future. Honestly, there are some weird energies out there. Be careful.

I’m thankful that in the second time around, he’s mine.

I joined tumblr back in November 2012 because of CS and their beautiful journey that has just begun.

I remember tagging everything “emma x hook” because we didn’t come up with a name yet. I remember everyone analyzing the hell out of Tallahassee and giffing every second of it. I remember how we called each other “beans”.

I remember freaking out about 2x09 because someone posted these photos WEEKS before that episode aired

I remember analyzing pictures from set in which Hook was in docks with Cora and a swan and headcanoning it as cursed Emma (still… why the hell did they brought swans on set???).

I remember crying from joy because look at this gif! In this shot Emma is so close to Hook’s hook! almost like a….. FORESHADOWING??


I remember dying because they gave us hospital scene sneak peek from 2x12 (it happened on my birthday okay, my friend who came over was really scared, that’s how much I was freaking out)

I remember PaleyFest 2013. When the possibility of CS was mentioned for the first time out loud.

And dying again because



I remember how we had nothing for MONTHS. Only a 5 second long scene in 2x15 where Emma knocks Hook out and then talks with Neal about him.

But then the unthinkable happened. We were blessed with these photos from set!!! Memes were made! Hundreds of edits! And we all had to wait over a month for that episode to air!

You think that’d be enough to make us go crazy? Hah! You have no idea what happened after this

and then being dead after season 2 finale…

…and resurrected again because Comic Con happened. THIS happened

and then all the talk about CS being kindred spirits??? (x) (x) I MEAN….

That’s enough to kill us before s3 even starts right? NOPE. THIS HAPPENED.




Anyway, my point is it all happened before The Kiss. Hell, before season 3 even started! We were called delusional so many times, I lost count. But we endured. We had to wait months for a little scene but we never gave up.

And look where we are now. CS are married and rode off into the sunset to catch bad guys together. And they lived happily ever after.

I cannot tell how grateful I am for being a part of this fandom. You guys and this ship will always be a part of my soul. I won’t come back for season 7 but that doesn’t mean I’m leaving this fandom. We’ve been through too much together for me to give up so easily. Even tho ouat has been slowly deteriorating with its plot holes and lazy writing, CS has always been magical to watch.

It pains me that this is the end and we’ll never see some milestones but I’m so happy for experiencing what we did with you. That was one hell of a journey. But remember guys…

Peace out!


Here’s another unbelievably late giveaway gift, this time for @redcole, who requested awkward nose bumps during a first kiss! I know this took me forever to complete, and I’m terribly sorry, but i hope you like it anyway! 

anonymous asked:

Top 10 times a bold, confident Yuuri surprised Viktor by taking initiative with PDA

Top 10 Times a Bold, Confident Yuuri Surprised Viktor By Taking Initiative With PDA

10) Once, when they had been apart for a couple of months for euros/4c, they reunited in an airport and it was like romance movie level drama. Yuuri literally ran and threw himself at Viktor because he had missed him so much and Viktor caught him and spun him around while they were both smiling and laughing and then dipped him into a kiss

9) After being apart for a while, Yuuri and Viktor planned to meet up at one of Viktor’s competitions that Yuuri wasn’t skating in but his flight was delayed and his missed the start. He showed up in the middle of Viktor’s skating and as soon as Viktor got off the ice he ran and literally jumped into Viktor’s arms to kiss him with his legs wrapped around Viktor’s waist which got a lot of approving cheers and wolf whistling from the crowd around them.  

8) Once they were at an outdoor skating rink during the winter and Yuuri kept pretending not to be able to skate to make Viktor hold his hand and catch him when he ‘fell’

7) Once they were at a competition and one of the journalists was flirting very heavily with Viktor despite Viktor not reciprocating and so Yuuri interrupted the interview by pulling Viktor into a kiss and making out with him for so long that the journalist was forced to awkwardly leave (Viktor was absolutely not complaining)

6) Their first time visiting Yuuri’s family in Japan, Yuuri was much less physically affectionate than normal which started to make Viktor a little insecure. But after he mentioned it one night, the next day he came down to breakfast and Yuuri greeted him with a morning kiss and a cup of coffee in front of all the Katsukis to show that he wasn’t ashamed of Viktor at all like Viktor had been worried about

5) Once in St Petersburg Viktor was having a really long conversation with Yakov and holding Yuuri up from leaving so Yuuri went to kiss him goodbye in a kiss that was very much not PG and then whispered something in his ear which made Viktor turn bright red and be like ‘I need to go right now, immediately’ and practically run out after Yuuri

4) Once when they were skating together in Russia when Yuuri came to visit Viktor, some of the younger Russian skaters were making rude comments about Yuuri and their relationship like ‘I wonder if he still fucks Viktor for the gold or if he’s after his money now as well’, since there had been rumours about marriage. In response Yuuri pulled Viktor down into a kiss which got pretty heated pretty quickly and ended up looking over directly at the other skaters mid kiss from over Viktor’s shoulder and raising his eyebrow in a ‘does this look fake to you’ condescending look

3) During the Russian Nationals after chapter 14 Yuuri went along to cheer Viktor on and prove his love to all of Russia which is where the tie pull of the Rivals universe happened except it lead into a kiss that very nearly made Viktor late to skate and ensured he skated his entire routine with a serious blush on his face and hearts in his eyes

2) The kiss from chapter 14

1) At their wedding everyone thought that it was Viktor who was going to kiss Yuuri but instead Yuuri grabbed Viktor as soon as the last words were said and pulled him down into a kiss in front of all their family and friends and refused to let go for a long time. When they finally did break apart his first words were ‘I love you and I’m sorry I made you wait so long’ (because his biggest regret will always be how much more time they could have had together if he had just realised Viktor’s feelings a little earlier)


“I believe everything happens for a reason. Whether it is decided by the Mother, or the Cauldron, or some sort of tapestry of Fate, I don’t know. I don’t really care. But I am grateful for it, whatever it is. Grateful that it brought you all into my life. 

‘’If I had not met an Illyrian warrior-in-training,“(…), "I would not have known the true depths of strength, of resilience, of honor and loyalty." 

"If I had not met a shadowsinger, I would not have known that it is the family you make, not the one you are born into, that matters. I would not have known what it is to truly hope, even when the world tells you to despair.”

“If I had not met my cousin, I would neer have learned that light can be found in even the darkest of hells. That kidness can thrive even amongst cruelty.”

“If I had not met a tiny monster who hoards jewels more fiercely than a firedrake …”(…) “My own power would have consumed me long ago.”

“And if I had not met my mate …” His words failed him as silver lined his eyes.
He said down the bond, I would have waited five hundrend more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have … The wait was worth it. 

“I believe that everything happened, exactly the way it had to … so I could find you." 



  • Please Know That I’m Yours to Keep by pressurerin
    Summary: hogwarts!au; “Remember how I was making amortentia for my final potions project? Well, Isak ate some. And now…” Even gestured towards the way Isak was currently trying to lick his neck. OR; Even accidentally gives Isak a love potion.

  • I Guess I’m Floating by overestless
    Summary: Living with Isak causes Even to discover some of his habits.

  • all things soft and beautiful and bright by anathema (azirapha1e)
    Summary: Isak should’ve known it was a bad idea from the second he saw the Pinterest recipe, but - Well. He’s never claimed to be any good at saying no to Even.


Keep reading