//gentle sobbing// the song is beautiful and nostalgic ohmygosh TTOTT <333 //on a side note, you guys should check out @weddingvowszine <3 lots and lots of viktuuri weddings it’s going to be wonderful <333
So this is apparently a thing I do now, catching up on things people asked me for a month ago. For @queennesta20 who asked for Nessian honeymoon headcanons what feels like a million years ago. And for Iris @dr-woodsprite who needed a little fluff on her dash this morning.There’s a board for it too.
Nesta’s declaration that she’d never worn pants before putting on those
Illyrian fighting leathers Cassian swore a life mission to see her in a bathing
fully intended to bring Nesta to the Summer Court for their honeymoon. He
didn’t even think about asking Tarquin if it was okay. After all the saved the
world from Hybern together surely, he’d be forgiven for that one building.
wasn’t until Varian told him 2 hours before the wedding that it wasn’t just the
one building that he wrecked it was because it was a very important building
that he wrecked. That building being one of the lesser palaces where the Summer
Court spent their winter’s. Not to mention after all the attacks they couldn’t
take the chance of him and Nesta wrecking any more.
knowing what else to do he asks Mor for help. Of course, Mor pulls through or
should he say Viviane and Kallias pull through letting them stay in a smaller castle/house.
Starfall is in the Winter and takes place somewhere around the middle of
February (Valentine’s Day maybe?) Cassian thought it best to tell Nesta the
next morning where they were going. And by tell her he means pray she doesn’t
find out for a while since Nesta hates snow. Asking Mor to please winnow them
straight into the house.
tells them to send her word when they’re ready to get picked up she’ll be
staying with Viv and Kal for a while.
wants to explore the house opening the first door she sees and finds a living
room. The fireplace is surrounded by candles, roses, and there’s a bottle of
champagne on a table. Nesta jokes that it’s amazing the house didn’t burn down
and that she didn’t realize how cheesy Cass was.
course, Cass had nothing to do with the set up since he had 0 time to plan for
them going there. It had to have been Viviane being the romantic she is and he
mentally thanks her for the effort. Cass knows that even though Nesta is making
jokes about it she secretly loves it.
the first day/night they don’t even make it out of that living room. Feyre had
warned Nesta about the frenzy after accepting the bond, but she honestly
thought it was just Feyre being dramatic. After all they had sex 3 times after
Starfall and once the morning before coming here.
next morning Nesta wakes to the smell of eggs, bacon, and blueberry lemon
muffins (a personal favorite of hers.) She throws on Cassian’s discarded shirt
not knowing how occupied this house is and goes to search for the source of the
smell. When she finds the kitchen, she’s greeted with the sight of him cooking
in nothing but an apron wrapped around his waist. She sits on a counter close but far enough
away from him and asks why he even bothered with the apron it’s not like it
covers much. He responds casually with “bacon grease hurts when it hits you
especially if it hits your favorite body part.”
down to where the apron is now covering even less Nesta realizes they’ll both
be eating a cold breakfast thank the Mother for the muffins.
this point Nesta has lost track of how many times they’ve had sex all she knows
is she’s tired and hungry. When she finally sits up grabbing for one of the
muffins on the table above them she sees the snow falling outside realizing
that whatever plans she might have been thinking of she has no intentions of
going outside now.
spend the rest of the day wrapped up in each other or sleeping. When they
finally decide to get out of bed to make dinner Nesta sees the Winter Court’s
night sky. She’s instantly not sure why everyone is so impressed with the Night
Court and its stars because what the Winter Court has is so much prettier. It’s
like the sky is painted with all these bright shades of blue and green
something she’s sure Feyre would love.
during this time while Nesta is distracted that Cassian suggests they try
something new tomorrow like a sleigh ride. Nesta just nods her head not even
hearing what he says because if she had she would have told him no.
go on this sleigh ride and to Cassian’s surprise she only complains a little.
Mainly that the snow that’s falling is cold and ruining her hair. Siphon
shields who knew they’d come in handy for things like this. He’s sure they look
ridiculous riding around with a red glowing light above them, but if it makes
Nesta enjoy the moment it’s fine by him.
they make it back to the house instead of helping her out of the sleigh he
takes the opportunity to reach down, grab and make a snowball then launches it
at her. Nesta who just spent the last hour telling him she didn’t want wet hair
or she’d catch a cold is having none of it. With one quick movement, she
somehow manages to use her power to move the snow from the nearby trees onto
him. At the sight of Cassian the snowman she bursts out laughing. Seeing Nesta
laughing gives Cassian the horrible idea of shaking his snow-covered hair onto
make a less deafening screech he’s pretty sure. The noise that his mate makes
you would think that he shaved her head in her sleep. At this she storms into
the house him following behind her promising to draw her a hot bath to make up
for it. Of course, he forgets that baths freak her out, he was just trying to
do damage control. In the end, she agrees to get in it if he does too.
they aren’t in bed, or the floor, or wherever together Nesta is reading by the
fire and Cass is sparing with the air. Something about working different
muscles than the ones he’s been using.
-Two weeks fly by and Mor finally comes to get them. Nesta suggests next time they go somewhere warmer.
yoi classical musician au? What about this: a classical musician AU where viktor is a violinist and Yuuri is a pianist and they go to the same elite music school, but Yuuri does much worse due to his anxiety. there's fluff, drama, a clueless and long haired viktor, chris playing careless whisper on repeat, the Meme Orchestra, evening gowns, and eventually a happily every after/wedding featuring phichit the photographer
yall im just gonna come right out and say a thing that I Extremely want
remember how the “taaco” last name was kind of a goof and justin said he’d reveal taakos actual last name later on
imagine some years down the road. all the grand relics have been collected and destroyed, everything is ok enough that all the members of the bureau of balance are able to enjoy a relatively comfortable and secure life. stuff is good. and magnus and taako have been through some shit and it took them a long time, like an achingly long time, and things weren’t always good and there were false starts and dead ends, but they eventually realized that holy shit theyre completely, totally, cannot-live-without-each-other in love.
and it took magnus even longer to get past the doubt and the worry that something like ravens roost would happen again, or that moving forward meant abandoning julia, but he finally whittled a little walnut ring and fitted it with a diamond and he proposed to taako. and right then for probably?? the first time in his life?? taako had 0 doubts that he’d be abandoned, or betrayed, and knew he was loved unconditionally, and he said yes.
and the two of them plus merle are hanging out one afternoon. magnus is working on building a whole gazebo. taako is trying to figure out how to make a cake big enough for practically everyone they’d ever met. and merle is getting his notes ready to go ahead and fulfill his duties as both a cleric and their best friend and preside over their wedding. and its been such a long time that he’s never even thought to ask before since there was so much else that was more important, but he has to, now that theres a ceremony for him to bust out his extreme teen bible and oversee.
and merle looks up from his notes and over at taako and goes, “taako, what IS your last name?”
and taako thinks for a second. looks around. over at magnus, back to merle. and he goes
Day Eight// AU + Free Choice: Unwilling and unable to face everyone on her own when it comes time to attend Auggie and Ava’s wedding, Riley Matthews hires a solution in Lucas Friar. Loosely based on The Wedding Date.
Part One II
Notes: Obviously, this is an AU and it takes place in the future. The characters are adults. While I’m not someone who will ever write smut, and I don’t plan on getting particularly graphic with language or even implications, the vary nature of this story is a bit more adult than what I’ve written previously. I’d place the rating somewhere around a PG-13/14.
Also, this is essentially the first installment to what has started developing into a multi-chapter fic. So this starts a lot of threads and leaves them dangling by the time you reach the end. But you will get answers eventually.
The invitation comes on a Wednesday and Riley immediately considers throwing it in the trash and pretending she never got it.
It’s not that she hasn’t known it would be coming–Auggie had told her about the engagement weeks ago and asked her to be what he called his ‘Best Sister’–but receiving the invitation makes it real. Auggie and Ava are getting married, they’re holding the wedding in Cape Cod, and Riley is expected to join them and the family for a week of wedding festivities at the end of the summer. Riley could just about throw up at the thought. It’s really the sort of scenario she’s been trying (semi-successfully) to avoid since high school graduation nearly eleven years ago, and if the invitation were from anyone else she probably would crumple it up and pretend it got lost or RSVP with an easy lie about not being able to get the vacation time at work, but this is for Auggie.
The only acceptable reason for Riley not to attend would be massive injury and/or death.
If its okay, would you be able to write something about being queer and hope? We've got the government backing a thing in Australia that will see an entire nation vote on whether marriage equality should be legal. There's going to be equal funding for the "no" side, it'll hurt a lot of young queers and its not even binding at the end. Its just so overwhelming.
i dreamed last night of jesus.
he was a protester with top surgery
scars on his bare chest, with a mouth painted wedding ring gold, with a heart
so unmistakably bright you knew
he was the one who sang the stars
into burning. he stood at the front
lines. he had scabbed knuckles. i asked
him to kiss me right there in front
of the thunderstorm & he did, nice
& slow, like we had nothing but
forevers. in some life i believe we do.
but who are we here when the reckoning
tries to stumble its way forward?
women with river shale knees,
men with pink lemonade shoulders,
people who smile at their lovers,
hold their children, construct bronze
monuments to those we lost
when the past reckonings arrived.
& look how our history shines
in the light anyway. & look how we
teach ourselves to dance & write
poetry & leave everywhere we go the rose
petal sheen of kindness.
see that thunderstorm, its smile
full of bruise colored snake teeth?
you are of the holy wholly beautiful gay
blood. keep marching.
Jin would look at you incredibly confused as to why you were grabbing his ass and would jump as he felt the contact. “(Y/N) why are you grabbing my ass?! Is this another way of you telling me to eat less?! Because its not gunna happen!” after you reach over him and grab his crotch instead, he jumps and yells at you for being so bold “Theres no way I’m having sex with you right now, you reek” he would exclaim bursting out in laughter.
yo i haven't seen pd2 in like YEARS but yuuri and victor in your little drabble had me weak and i don't even know what kinda factor they play in the movie or if there's anything else you can give us but i'd love to see more of them because. yes @ them being all over each other in front of everyone when people have shit to do, i.e. important ruling a kingdom stuff
well, the dynamic between the queen and joe in the movies (can’t say much about the books bc it’s been years since i read one of them lmao) is that they’ve got a will they won’t they tension going on and literally the entire damn country ships them (the friggin bishop or…. whatever religious leader officiating the wedding was like “finally” when they did get married in pd2 lolol) and yea that’s probably what i’d be going for. but with a couple tweaks since a lot of details have been shifted around in this au to make it work better with the yoi cast lol
Viktor’s never seen anyone as stoic as Mr Katsuki before in his life. He runs a tight ship, getting all the other security officers into line and smartly suited up. He obsessively goes over every possible breach or flaw at every venue, even drawing up blueprints and maps of the buildings Viktor sets foot in just so he knows the weaknesses of each wall, the locations of each ventilation shaft. He knows the precise details of Viktor’s schedule down to the minute, coordinating with Lilia, his chief advisor and assistant, until everything around the King seems to flow like clockwork, the well-oiled cogs of a machine designed to protect his every step.
“Why are you doing this?” he asks Mr Katsuki once, a couple months into his tenure as chief of security, and Mr Katsuki only smiles a tight, brittle smile that doesn’t reach his calculating yet sparkling eyes.
“I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you were hurt, Your Majesty,” he replies.
Viktor laughs at just how earnestly serious the man looks. “My life is in your hands already, Mr Katsuki. You might as well call me Viktor.”
There’s a little chink in Mr Katsuki’s armour at that when his cheeks flush visibly pink. “I don’t know if I could, Your Majesty,” he says, his voice quiet, soft, and Viktor immediately realises he’d do anything to see this sort of expression on the man’s face again.
Mr Katsuki is a reassuring shadow at his side, watchful yet protective. Viktor values his work and dedication. Admires his bravery and honour.
But he doesn’t fall in love, though, until one fateful afternoon when he’s leaving his motorcade and a gunman opens fire, and Mr Katsuki is on him in an instant, tackling him onto the asphalt and shielding him with his body. As his heartbeat rings loudly in his ears, Viktor looks up into the wide-eyed expression on his chief of security’s face, and realises that the man is genuinely terrified of losing him.
“Yuuri,” he breathes, reaching up for him. The light haloes Mr Katsuki, making him almost angelic. The noise and commotion fade away with each blink of Mr Katsuki’s long lashes, and then the world fades to white.
When Viktor wakes up, he is in a hospital bed, and Mr Katsuki – Yuuri – has fallen asleep with his fingers inches from Viktor’s own.
other than packing orders like mad, i’ve been busy prepping stuff for the YOI con in June~ 8DD includes a new lanyard design and another charm/standee series that i’ve named ‘3 Dates and a Wedding’ LOL
There's no way that she's liking all these posts right now she's at Abi's wedding omg she totally has people managing her Tumblr account
please have you been to a wedding. you sit at tables and wait for your food to be served and you make small talk and yeah you get your phone out and if your taylor swift and you just dropped an atomic bomb on your fandom you go see if anyone is still alive. she totally got on her phone
For/Inspired by @pentacass‘s various fics… Milah and Ana would be badass awesome grandmas okay, no matter the universe. Ade has quite the name to live up to, no doubt she’ll find some way to honor and aggravate the women who love her (after all, its a family tradition)
No one said Alex was wearing a beanie, but then again no one said she WASN’T wearing one.
If you like Sanvers, and you like fluff, and you like funny, and you like fake dating and you like good written funny shit, you should absolutely check out @lyook ‘s and @jayenator565 ‘s amazing fic THE WEDDING DATE!!!! (Seriously it’s great, go read it)
(edit to add this second version, which I like way better)
For the Imperial Problem Child-verse, rumors start going through the Rebel ranks that if you have relatives in the Empire that you're on decent terms with, you should give any messages you want to send to them to a Rouge. There's a good chance you'll get a reply within a battle against the Executor or two.
Ooh I like this. Maybe one or two specific Rogues are designated message runners (some Imperials call them Carrier Cairokas, after a now extinct Alderaanian bird used to carry messages in ancient times. It makes for a decent code so that no one knows they’re technically harboring Rebels). Usually this entails traveling with Skywalker because odds are he’s going to encounter Imperials once a month or so.
Sometimes the Carriers come back with datapads, sometimes just an acknowledgement that the message was received. Half the Squadron got wedding invitations once, that was a bit odd. Command vetoed that pretty quickly, but some of them did actually toss around the possibility of showing up at their loyalist family member’s wedding with Luke like “surprise! I brought accidental royalty as my plus one!”
The leaders of the Rebel Alliance are probably getting new grey hairs every day this madness continues. No one show them the care package Piett sent Wedge and Co to help them deal with Skywalker Madness. (“Excuse me?” Luke was slightly offended, “Most of the madness in this Squadron is courtesy of Jansen, thank you very much.”
“This is perfectly true, of course,” said Jansen, “But it’s much more convenient to blame it on the resident Force user. That Imperial admiral always takes our side anyway unless your dad is there.”)