see he was meant to be here from the very start

Alright so thanks to the new interview with Kubo-sensei (amazing translation here), we know:

  • Yuuri has indeed moved to Russia, and Viktor is still his coach, even though he is aware that competing and coaching at the same time will be difficult. 
  • Yuuri and Viktor can’t live without each other and can’t stand being separated.
  • If you still had any doubts, I’d argue that Kubo-sensei more or less confirms that Viktor and Yuuri are in a romantic relationship in this interview.
  • Viktor’s return to skating, the pair skate and Yuuri’s silver medal were all planned from the very beginning. Their story arcs were meant to lead to this conclusion from the very start.
  • Viktor and Yuuri’s stories are built around them mutually inspiring each other 
  • Viktor is incredibly happy about the bond he shares with Yuuri, because Yuuri is someone who sees him in a new, fresh way. 
  • The kiss scene in episode 7 was the most memorable scene for Kubo-sensei and she actively constructed the whole narrative up until that moment so that the kiss would feel natural and real.
  • Yurio is determined to beat Yuuri’s FS score and is therefore not entirely happy with his gold.
  • Kubo-sensei would love to work on the show for as long as possible and wants to do a second season.
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I wanted to post something still this year but I’ve been busy recently, so since this was finished, I decided I might as well edit and post it.

There’s lots of fluff ahead, and I hope you enjoy it :D

(Now, also found in AO3)

The glow from the candles on Tadashi’s study table gave the room a soft illumination, just enough to be comfortable for his tired eyes and for him to see the words on the history book on his hands. The raindrops were hitting the window relentlessly, but besides the inconvenience of the blackout, they helped create a pleasant atmosphere.

Tadashi glanced at Tsukki, but he was just as concentrated on writing on his notebook as before, so Tadashi tried to tune back to his reading, but it was to no avail. After a tiring school day and volleyball practice, a nice dinner and spending some time with Tsukki was all he wanted, but even if finishing the homework for Monday meant more free time together tomorrow, Tadashi didn’t feel very motivated.

His eyes kept straying back to Tsukki - his face was relaxed as he studied, which coupled with the candlelight outlining him gave Tsukki an almost ethereal look. It was so damn distracting, and Tadashi could focus even less on homework.

Tadashi sighed and closed the history book. He stared at its cover before putting it on the ground beside him, leaning against the side of his bed, closing his eyes and pulling the blanket around him closer.

“What’s wrong?” Tsukki asked, breaking the comfortable silence surrounding them. It took Tadashi a few seconds to process the words, the strangeness of hearing a voice after such a long time with only the rain and the scratching of pen on paper surprising him. It was then that he realized he was almost asleep.

“I don’t know,” Tadashi answered, and he shrugged when Tsukki looked up from his notebook with a raised eyebrow. “I just don’t feel like doing homework.”

Tsukki made an understanding noise. “Then don’t.”

It was as simple as that, but at the same time it wasn’t. His heart was pulling at him, and he wanted to say something, though he didn’t know what.


The silence came back after that, and Tadashi, not knowing what to do, looked outside his window - he could barely see the drops of water sliding down the window because of how dark it was at the street, but he could still hear their soothing sound.

“Alright,” Tsukki said, and Tadashi startled at its suddenness.


His question went unanswered as Tsukki closed his notebook and gathered all their studying material to put them on Tadashi’s desk chair, leaving plenty of space for the single candle left on the small study table. Tsukki then picked his phone, and soon a calm song was playing and mixing with the rain sound.

“No more homework?”

“Not tonight.”

Tadashi smiled, and it widened into a grin when Tsukki rose an arm as an invitation. He scooted closer, pulling the blanket with him, and put it around Tsukki’s shoulder as he leaned against him and Tsukki placed his arm around Tadashi’s back.

It wasn’t as silent anymore because of the song, but Tadashi was so warm and comfortable, and it was so soothing to hear Tsukki humming along with the song even as he used the phone, that his eyelids became heavy again. He sighed, heart singing in satisfaction, then yawned.

“Do you want to go to sleep? You look like you need it,” Tsukki said, and Tadashi opened his eyes, not realizing he had closed them.

“Weren’t we going to stay up until midnight to watch a movie? If the light comes back, that is.”

“We can search it on the internet and watch it online tomorrow. We’ll have a lot of time.”

“I don’t know. I want to stay up but I’m tired.”

“You can’t do both.”

“Then you choose.”

Tadashi smiled as Tsukki rolled his eyes.

“You really are tired,” Tsukki said.

“I guess,” Tadashi agreed, and they fell back into silence.

It was at times like this that reality catch up with Tadashi, reminding him more than ever that this was real, that Tsukki had admitted to being in love with Tadashi a month ago, and it never failed to leave him giddy. Tadashi loved him so much, and it was retributed - how crazy that sounded in his mind when they started high school, and now they were close to their third year at Karasuno and dating.

The corners of Tadashi’s mouth turned up in a fond smile, and he snuggled closer. Tsukki moved his arm to accommodate him better, and Tadashi used the opportunity to turn around and press his lips to Tsukki’s shoulder, right where his shirt collar ended and the skin was visible, and mouth “I love you”.

Tsukki wasn’t a person of words when it came to affection, and he dealt better with it when it came to actions, so this was Tadashi’s way of showing his care without risking crossing a boundary they hadn’t explored yet. The time for that would come, but it wasn’t tonight.

Knowing Tsukki didn’t understand what he mouthed, Tadashi kissed the spot twice, smiling when he noticed Tsukki shiver. He glanced up and, as expected, Tsukki was looking at him, face acquiring a soft tinge of red, and it made Tadashi’s heart skip a beat.

Tsukki sighed in exasperation, but the smile on his face was undeniable.

“Come on,” Tsukki said, nudging Tadashi. “You should really go sleep. We’ll have time tomorrow.”

They would, indeed - a full Sunday in Tadashi’s empty house besides them because Tadashi’s parents were going out early and coming back late to visit his grandma in the neighbour city.

“Okay,” Tadashi answered. They got up and slowly went around to change clothes and brush their teeth. Tadashi picked the futon in his closet, and they moved the small studying table to the side to make space close to Tadashi’s bed.

It wasn’t long until they were lying down, candle blown out and only the rain as an accompaniment. Tadashi’s eyelids started closing again.

“Goodnight, Tsukki.”

Tadashi heard the ruffle of sheets, then felt a soft press of lips on his forehead.

“Goodnight, Yamaguchi.”

Pavel Chekov X Reader
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I just saw Star Trek and let me just say, Chris Pine is fine!

Being Bones daughter had its perks. Practically living on the ship with him meant that you were constantly in the presence of some of the finest men around, although you’d never say this out loud. All of the girls in Yorktown fawned over Captain Kirk. Yes, he was a very attractive man, but he was also a close friend of yours, and an even closer friend of your fathers. Besides, you only had eyes for one person; Pavel Chekov. From the moment you saw him you knew he was the one. You started off as friends, and naturally grew closer. Now here you are, a year later as a couple. Everyone onboard thought it was cute, well everyone except your father. You see the thing is, he doesn’t exactly know about your relationship with Chekov. As far as your dad knows, you are just close friends. He had told you when you first started going with him to work that you were not allowed to date any of his co-workers. If he found out who knows what he’d do.

You sit between Chekov’s legs, your back pressed against his torso, and his legs on both sides of you, while watching cartoons. He runs his hand up and down your arm absentmindedly. You can’t help but look up at him to admire his facial features. “You’re staring, love.” He chuckles, moving his gaze from the tv screen to your face. You blush, quickly averting your eyes, and cursing yourself for getting caught. He returns his attention back to the tv, leaving you with your thoughts. You start to pay attention to his hand moving up and down your arm. His soft and gentle touches send butterflies to your stomach, along with an idea to your head. Your dad was at a meeting with Kirk and the rest of the team, so you had time. You sit up suddenly, causing Pavel to jerk his head in your direction. He furrows his brows in confusion when you stand up and step in front of him. “Hon, what are you doing?” He asks turning his body so that his legs are out in front of him, his feet touching the floor. You don’t respond to his question, instead you climb on top of him, straddling his thighs. You feel him stiffen, and you already know what he’s thinking. “Pavel, my dad won’t be back for a while. We have plenty of time.” You tell him, and he relaxes a little, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck. You lean in slowly, looking into his eyes before attaching your lips to his. At first the kiss is slow, gentle, and innocent, but soon it becomes rough and lustful. You pull apart only to pull Chekov’s shirt from his body, throwing it to the floor behind you. He pulls you in to him again, putting his arms around your waist. You begin to rock your hips against his, earning a moan from your boyfriend. Stuck in the heat of the moment, you don’t even hear the 3 voices approaching the door, or the jingle of keys in the lock. When the door opens, your father, Kirk, and Spock stand with shocked faces in the doorway. Quickly pulling apart, you stand up running your fingers through your hair, your eyes stuck to the floor. Pavel picks his shirt up, sliding it back on before he clears his throat, both of you trying to slow your own breathing down. A few seconds go by before your father can’t control himself anymore. “YOU,” your dad roars pointing at Pavel with anger in his eyes, “I TRUSTED YOU! I LET YOU HANG OUT WITH HER BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE A GOOD INFLUENCE ON MY DAUGHTER! I DIDN’T REALIZE THAT I WAS ALSO GIVING YOU PERMISSION TO SHOVE YOUR TONGUE DOWN HER THROAT! Spock tries to interject, but your Dad wouldn’t have it. He then turns his focus to you, his gaze softening, but only slightly, and his voice lowering. "We had an agreement young lady! I told you that you could come with me to work because you said that you wanted to learn about my job, maybe even follow in my footsteps. I told you that there would be no messing around! Especially like this! How could you disobey me, go behind my back and completely disregard my wishes! You will be returning to Yorktown to stay with your mother when we land.” Your father finishes, turning around and exiting the room. Spock nods at you before chasing after your dad to try and calm him down. Your heart shatters into a million pieces, tears beginning to form in your eyes. Kirk looks at you, his deep blue eyes full of sympathy and understanding. He sighs, “Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ll go talk to him, get him to change his mind. Y'know that he didn’t mean any of these things. He was just shocked. I’ll be back when I finish with your Dad.” And with that Kirk leaves the room, the door closing behind him. You just stand, looking at the door for a minute before turning to Chekov. You can see the sadness and guilt written all over his face. “I’m sorry, Pavel.” you sniffle as you move to sit down next to him on the couch. You lean forward putting your elbows on your knees, and your hands on both sides of your face. “It’s my fault. I should have told him a long time ago. Besides, it was only a matter of time before he found out. I just wish that I would have done it earlier, maybe his reaction would have been different. He may have even given us a chance. I’m so sorry that this happened.” You feel Chekov’s hand go to your back, and begin moving in circular motions. He sighs deeply, “it’s alright sweetheart. I’m sorry that I got you in trouble.” When you look at each other, you can’t help but burst into a fit of giggles. “You made it sound like we are in the first grade, and got caught doing something we weren’t supposed to.” He chuckles at you, poking you in the ribs making you yelp. When you’ve calmed down, you lean your head on his shoulder.

Bones slowly opens the door a few hours later, where he finds the two of you on the couch. Pavel is sitting up, his eyes focused on the large screen in front of him, one foot resting on the coffee table and the other planted firmly on the floor. Your head is resting on his lap, eyes closed and your breathing slow. Your legs are curled up slightly, poking out from underneath the fluffy blanket that’s keeping you warm. One of Pavel’s arms is resting over your hip, his other one bent at the elbow, supporting his head. “I would like to apologize.” Your father says, startling Pavel who had not known that another presence was now in the room. He continues, “I was just hurt that she didn’t tell me about it before, and besides no father wants to walk in on his daughter doing that. I thought over everything that I said, and I’ve decided that she can stay on the ship. I only have one condition.” Chekov nods his head encouraging the other man to go on. “She can stay as long as there are no more secrets. I want to know when things happen between you.” Pavel nods his head, a smile forming on his face. “Thank you, Bones.” Your father nods at Pavel, before beginning to walk towards the exit. “Oh and Chekov, one more thing.” Bones says turning around to look at your sleeping figure. “Take care of my little girl please.” Pavel looks down at you lovingly before saying “yes sir. I will.”

EXO Reaction to you being sad and EXO trying to cheer you up by but you two end up in bed

Requested by @guillepacibtr​ . Pretty sure it would be quite common xD Why not?

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*Kind of provoking you* “Why are you crying jagi… come here. We can… cuddle… or something.. else” *Bites his lips looking into your eyes from the bed*


“You need to calm down… but don’t worry I’m here… to make you think about something else” *You can see or think about anything else but his eyes*


*Starts making his move even before the sad part begins in the movie you are watching* 
“Don’t look jagi… you’ll cry here. Wait let me get on top of you so you can’t see…”


*Cuddling in bed trying to make him feel better because well… he is very sensitive* “Baobei… they were meant to be together… I thought it was love… I don’t want to live in this world. Come hug me”


*In the middle of a make out session*
“Jagi? Have you realized that every time you read a sad book… we end up in bed somehow? Not that I’m complaining..” *Chuckles* 


*Trying to be funny* “I know the perfect way to make you feel better” *Somehow ends up doing that… on top of you, making you really happy*


*Listening to you rant about something about work* “Keep talking… wait.. you want to do what while we undress?” *Naughty byun. Naughty byun*


*You are telling him everything you feel when you realize he is staring into your eyes* “honey… why did you stop?” *You can’t help it but kiss them there after having so many fixed feelings* 


“Come here… someone needs a.. hug” *Doesn’t realize he said it in a very provocative way and his breath touching your neck is driving you crazy* “Do you feel better or should I try something else?”


*Really worried* “Jagi… who made you cry? Who should I kill?” *Is exactly his protective-manly side that makes you throw yourself at his arms… and bed*


*You can’t stop kissing him* “Baobei I thought you were sad… never mind that… continue I like it. I’m here… for you..”


*Trying to stay calm* “Jagi… I’m trying to cheer you up here jagi… you shouldn’t be the one ‘cheering me on’” *Struggling*

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Atsushi is pretty sure he doesn’t have to ask.

He and En didn’t talk about it at school at all. After the fight on the baseball diamond the entire club had retreated to the bathhouse, he and En taking turns apologizing more and more profusely. There was a rhythm to the conversation, the same ease Atsushi always feels with En, and he didn’t have to think much about it to keep his end of the conversation going. That meant he had plenty of space to turn over the other pieces of the fight, the way En’s arms felt supporting his shoulders, the way he could see the clear blue of En’s eyes washing free of the red shadow that had been lying over them as he stared at Atsushi. So he was sure, or very nearly sure, that when he said, “Can I come home with you?” that En knew what he meant.

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Imagine Kris discovering a secret passage behind his refrigerator while cleaning one day. “What the,” he mutters as he goes inside. He enters an infinite room with walls so white he cannot see where they meet. He steps forward and hears something close behind him: he cannot leave.

“Hello Kristopher,” booms a reserved yet nasally man’s voice from… somewhere. He isn’t sure where.

“That’s not my name.”

“Very well Kristopher.” Kris shrugs and figures he has bigger problems.

“Where is this?” he asks.

The voice laughs lightly. “This… this is where you’re meant to be.”

Kris starts wandering, looking for a door. “And where is that?”

He is searching a wall carefully enough to not notice a presence behind him. “The set of my new music video, duh!”

Kris whips around and— oh no, it couldn’t be worse. It’s Chad Future. “How did you get in here?!” Kris screams as he runs from the Future, who somehow keeps up with him at just a walk.

“We built the set behind the refrigerator so you wouldn’t have to go far!” Chad places a hand on Kris’s shoulder, having caught up with him. “Are you ready?” Kris gulps and wonders if he’s been working out enough to take a possibly supernatural white boy.