sweet england

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.
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26 April 1923 - Wedding of Prince Albert, Duke of York and Lady Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon 

Dearest Bertie,
You are indeed a lucky man to have such a charming and delightful wife as Elizabeth & I am sure you will both be very happy together & I trust you both will have many, many years of happiness before you, & that you will be as happy as Mama and I are, after you have been married 30 years, I can’t wish you more…
I am certain that Elizabeth will be a splendid partner in your work, & share with you & help you in all you have to do.
Wishing you & Elizzbeth every good luck & a very happy honeymoon.
Ever my dear boy
Your most devoted Papa

King George V to his son Prince Albert

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Thomas and James and smiling into kisses

braveten  asked:

Victor, Yuuri, and Yurio are looking at colleges when Victor sees a sign for a marathon and decides to join it with Yurio. Yuuri is holding a sign labeled 'kiss me i'm a skater' on the sidelines and Victor gets very distracted during the race.

RETIRED 5-TIME WORLD FIGURE SKATING CHAMPION TO ENTER 2018 ST LIDWINA MARATHON
Viktor Nikiforov, retired 5-time consecutive World Champion of Men’s Figure Skating, has recently announced that he will be participating in the 2018 St Lidwina Marathon on April 16. Nikiforov reportedly has taken up long-distance running as a hobby alongside coaching his husband, 2017 World Champion and Grand Prix Winner Yuuri Katsuki as well as 2016 Grand Prix Winner Yuri Plisetsky. Plisetsky is also running the marathon alongside Nikiforov, while Katsuki will be cheering at the halfway mark on the St Lidwina University campus. [MORE]


The screaming at the St Lidwina University Thunder Tunnel is, for lack of a better word, thunderous. 

Yurio had been looking at the university as a prospective applicant, and they’d lined up the visit so that they could get a campus tour and attend an admissions info session alongside participating in the marathon the next day. They were even staying at a small Airbnb just off-campus, tucked above a cosy little cafe called Charlotte’s Corner. St Lidwina was a sweet little New England college town already beginning to be warmed by spring, and Yurio had loved it.

Well, at least, he was scowling a lot less than usual. Puberty had hit Yurio like a truck, and as a consequence he liked to act extra surly to compensate for his sudden lack of grace on the ice. But when the blond had looked up at the red-brick and marble-pillar majesty that was Founders Hall, the admissions and administrative building of the liberal arts college at the university, none of that surliness had been on his face.

That had been yesterday. Today, a different sort of energy hums in the air. Yuuri is convinced most of the students piled up on the metal barriers by the main road are already well on their way to drunk if not already there. Their screams are deafening, and the bright colours of their signs flash wildly in the mid-morning sun.

Viktor and Yurio would be coming by in one of the middle groups, Yuuri knows, so they’ll be here sooner or later. He elbows his way into the crowds gathered at the barrier until he’s managed to squeeze himself up against the metal, between a girl holding a sign that says “Live Long and Prosper” and a boy with a sign that says “Kiss Me, I’m from Texas”. 

Yuuri has his own sign, of course, and he has it up just as another wave of runners begin to appear around the bend.

The screaming gets louder

Yuuri almost drops his sign in an attempt to cover his ears. Had he ever been this loud while at Wayne State? Maybe he should have had something to drink before coming out here. The girl next to him is jumping up and down now, offering high-fives to the marathon runners as they go by. Someone has come by and planted a solid smooch on the cheek of the boy from Texas. 

Yuuri himself offers a couple high-fives to passing runners who recognise him. He shouts some encouragement to them as they go past, but his voice feels oddly drowned out in the overwhelming sound.

And then he sees them both rounding the bend, and his heart picks up a little at the sight.

Yuri is wearing a loose black tank and short leopard-print shorts, his hair tied up and his expression determined. He high-fives a couple people, and offers a quick peck to a girl waving a sign that says “Kiss Me, I’m a Cat Person”. But for the most part he’s focused on the road ahead.

Viktor, on the other hand, is craning his head every which way for a sign of Yuuri. And he’s running shirtless, the white t-shirt he’d started with now uselessly draped over his shoulders. His hair is clipped out of his face and he seems to be covered in sweat, but there’s an intoxicating flush in his cheeks that has a lot of people surrounding Yuuri clamouring for him to come over and kiss them.

And Yuuri’s not about to let that happen.

Viktor!” he shouts, waving his sign. Viktor looks over, his expression lighting up at the sight as he jogs by. 

“Yuuri!” he breathes. He looks like he wants to say more, but is too exhausted to do anything else other than grab Yuuri by the back of his head and bring him in for the hottest, sweatiest, and most disgusting kiss they’ve ever shared in their life. The world falls away all the same, all the noise and screaming around them narrowing into a tunnel of sound surrounding the two of them.

Viktor’s shirt tugs a little. Yurio is dragging him away. Yuuri is dimly aware that he’s now halfway over the barrier. His sign has dropped away somewhere.

“You should go,” he breathes absently against Viktor’s lips.

“Don’t wanna,” mutters Viktor.

“You need to finish the race,” Yuuri says. “We can pick this up later.”

“Promise?” asks Viktor.

Yuuri nods. His fingers linger a moment longer on Viktor’s cheek after he’s pulled back, and then his husband is racing away, sunlight glinting off his ring. Just before he fades from view, Viktor turns back and blows him a kiss, and Yuuri catches it with a grin.

“Wow.” He hears it just to his left, and turns to see the girl staring at him, wide-eyed. He can feel the eyes of everyone nearby on him, now, striking a match to the fire spreading rapidly across his cheeks. 

“That was adorable,” someone remarks. “Can’t wait to see it break the internet.”

And then they return to the screaming, and Yuuri hopes (in vain, he knows) that Phichit won’t find any videos of him and Viktor by the end of the hour.


CHECK OUT THIS ADORABLE COUPLE AT THE 2018 ST LIDWINA MARATHON!
Rick Martin for BuzzFeed

Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki continue to be #relationshipgoals as Katsuki was spotted giving out some, ahem, encouragement as a spectator of the St Lidwina Marathon this past Monday.

The St Lidwina University Thunder Tunnel is a longstanding tradition of the Marathon, being located at the halfway point on the route. It offers runners a significant milestone as well as encouragement to continue the route. Katsuki was spotted at the Thunder Tunnel at around 11:30AM holding a sign that says ‘Kiss Me, I’m a Figure Skater’ and offering high-fives and encouragement to the runners that passed by.

Well, until his husband, retired five-time consecutive World Champion Viktor Nikiforov showed up with their son (in all but name) Yuri Plisetsky.

Nikiforov clearly read Katsuki’s sign and decided to take him up on the offer.

Very enthusiastically.

And of course Katsuki was very enthusiastically reciprocating.

I mean, can we blame them? Nikiforov was running shirtless by that point in the race. #thethirstisrealfolks

Eventually Plisetsky pulled Nikiforov back to the marathon at hand, and the two managed to complete with the rest of the runners.

Nikiforov repeatedly beat his personal best time by six minutes despite having been distracted by his husband along the way.

We’re sure they celebrated this little victory in their own little way afterwards. 

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In the hazy celebratory aftermath of one of the most fun nights of my life I totally forgot to post pictures from The GLOAT, the Super Bowl 51 victory party thrown by ZUDY @ Gillette last week. Holy dreams do come true kinda night, Batman!

“But Fitzy, how did a mouthy hump like you get to host a party for the Pats and interview Gronk, Dola, White and Harmon?”

WELL, thanks for asking, Foxboro friend. And I appreciate the mouthy hump compliment. As it were…the nice folks over at Zudy (presenting sponsor of the Pats, you see their name on banners behind Belichick and Brady in postgame interviews and such) threw a big ol’ bash to celebrate the team and the greatest Super Bowl comeback and win of all-time. And when considering MCs for the evening, they thought, “For such an insane night, why not get someone who’s as insane as that comeback?” And thus a quick email turned into a Bucket List night for yours truly. Zudy’s CEO, Trish Kennedy, is a magnificent woman and, in addition to having “Build A Colony On The Moon” money, might be one of the only Pats pals as passionate and bananas for Brady and Co. as you and me. She’s seriously like the Willy WOnka of Pats parties. She’s so good to the team, and welcomed me with open arms to a night that was every bit as fun, and then some, as you can imagine. I interviewed Dola, Gronk, Sweet Feet and Harmon for 45 minutes, getting some insight and behind-the-scenes on what went down heading into and at Super Bowl 51. It was…yeah. It was that.

Anyhoo…just wanted to share. “Nice humblebrag, ya hump!” Well, you would, too. Also, it’s worth mentioning that these four guys are cooler than you could possibly imagine. Affable, engaging, funny and forthright, they shared stories, laughed it up, and all had the proud looks of guys who staged the greatest comeback in Super Bowl history, yet now there’s still work to do. #nodaysoff And yes, I gave them all LET’S PARTY hoodies. Least I could do. Gronk laughed when I handed it to him and said, “Wouldn’t this be aweosme if I wore it to a party?” Gronk is…Gronk. He’s just the best.

Thank you, Zudy, for the night of a lifetime. Thank you, Patriots, for being so cool and letting a supahfan partake in a night like this. And, yes, thank you, for watching the videos and sharing them and supporting a knucklehead like me for all these years. Because that’s how I ended up there, thanks to you. See kids! You too can start a YouTube channel and rant and rave and burp and swear about your favorite team and one day meet them and host a party celebrating their epic championship. Dreams do come true.