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YOI Royalty AU

This is 100% inspired by @skygemspeaks and their amazing headcannons. I was planning of writing all of it but for some reason the ending decided it need to be written first. So here it is.

A Royal Victory

“I’m betrothed.” Viktor blurts out, the painful discussion with Yakov from moments before too heavy on his mind to contain.

“Oh?” Yuuri says weakly, the traitorous chorus in his mind screaming “I told you so”

“To the Emperor’s son, I’m sorry-”

Yuuri tuned Viktor out. He could have laughed at the insanity of the situation. After a moment Yuuri realized he was laughing. A full body laugh, radiating out from his core and bringing tears to his eyes. He hadn’t laughed like this since he was a child, since Mari had caught him and tickled his chubby three-year-old tummy until he couldn’t breathe.

“Yuuri?”

Had Yuuri been able to see through the tears pouring from his eyes he would have noticed the utter confusion on the Tzar’s face.

The laughter faded for a moment before Yuuri re-realized the absurdity of his life again and fell into fresh laughter. Viktor couldn’t be with him, because he was betrothed…to him.

“If you’re quite done mocking me,” Viktor said. His sharp coldness sliced through Yuuri’s amusement like a freshly fired blade through butter. They locked eyes, one pair startled into seriousness the other as frosty as their colour suggested.

“Viktor,” Yuuri said reaching out to the shaking monarch.

“Yuuri.” He replied, the steel of a challenge in his tone as he turned his face away from his lover.

“Vitya, I’m sorry. I wasn’t laughing at you.” Yuuri said softly, lightly gripping Viktor’s chin and pulling it towards him. Their eyes meet once more, soft care and icy hurt.

“What was so hilarious then?” Viktor asked his voice wavering between bitter and hurt.

Yuuri opened his mouth, a soft smile curling his lips but just as he went to speak the throne room was thrown open and a voice from Yuuri’s childhood echoed around the room.

“We have been waiting for far too long your grace! It is an insult to my lady and the treaty we’ve come to sign!”

Long hours spent stretching his tendons to their limits and floating across deadly obstacle courses under the instruction of that voice flooded Yuuri’s mind for a split second.

“Minako?” Yuuri said, his attention snapping up the the willowy figure standing impetuously at the threshold.

“My Lord?” Minako shot back completely gobsmacked by the fact her lost Prince, and best student, was on his knees with the Monarch of the Rus and said monarch’s chin lovingly in his grasp.

“Yuuri?” Viktor said countless questions within that one name.

Yuuri smiled weakly at Viktor and stood up, helping the taller Tzar to his feet as he went. Yakov and several guards, with the curious Grand Duke in tow, had poured into the room by the time Yuuri and Viktor had gotten to their feet.

“I have some explaining to do,” Yuuri said to room before addressing his lover, “Greetings Great Tzar Nikiforov Viktor Aleksandrov of Rus, I am Imperial Prince Katsuki Yuuri of Nippon. It is a pleasure to officially make your acquaintance.” Yuuri followed his introduction with a deep bow and a sheepish look.

It was Viktor’s turn to hysterically laugh now. A grin brighter that the gold topping the palace they stood in spread across Viktor’s face.

“Take that Yakov,” He muttered before throwing his limbs over Yuuri and pulling him into a kiss. A polite cough had Yuuri pulling away from the rather enthusiastic Tzar, a vibrant blush flaming on his cheeks.

“Brother,” A new arrival said, Yuuri’s native tongue rich in his ears.

“Mari,” Yuuri greeted, unsure of his sister’s reaction.

“I see you’ve come to terms with you betrothal,”

“Ah yes.”

“Good, I’m glad I didn’t have to go to war over that. Although it does appear as if you’ve been kidnapped. Should I inform Yuuko that we must rescue you?” Mari said her lips quirking up as she mocked her brushing brother.

“Wait so the piggy is a Prince?!?!?!” Yura demanded, understanding none of the conversation between the Imperial siblings.

“Silence Yuratcha,” Yakov ordered, finally finding his voice as the shock of the last minute restarted and stopped his heart several times over before deciding on life. Thank goodness it did, Rus would fall apart with only Viktor and Yuri to lead it.

“N-no that won’t be necessary,” Yuuri responded, somehow blushing deeper as Viktor snaked his arm around his waist.

By the time the royals and their advisers left that room the alliance between Rus and Nippon was well and truly solidified. And by the time Mari and Minako left the Seaside Capital the next morning the alliance was well and truly consummated, much to the torment of Grand Duke Plisetsky Yuri Nikolaevich

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I needed a patronymic for my Russian boys so Yuri is named for his Dedka and Viktor gets to be son of Aleksandr because I like the name.

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“Elizabeth” a voice called and next thing you knew somone had grabbed hold of your arm and spun you aroud. Instinctively you grabbed your sword and held it towards the stranger. “I’d thank you to keep your hands to yourself mate if you’d like to keep that pretty head of yours on your shoulders” You nodded, pursing you lips. “Elizabeth it’s me, Will” he said, swallowing the lump in his throat eyes on your sword. “My name is Y/N and I have never met you in my life… Will” you assured him as you tucked your sword away. “William, did you find more ru-” another voice trailed off, looking over your shoulder you saw who’d spoken. “Elizabeth?” he questioned looking at you as he neared. “The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow” you snorted rolling your eyes. “Why you do men insist on calling me Elizabeth?” you huffed, rolling your eyes. “If you wanna find out I think you outta come with us love” Captain Jack smirked deviously. 

anonymous asked:

how would ut, us and sf papyrus propose to their s/o?

♥UT Papyrus: Things go relatively smoothly for him actually. There are still some insecurities nagging at the back of his mind, but he loves you and he knows you love him. You and Papyrus were having dinner at his house when he asked. When he invited you over earlier he mentioned that he had something very important to ask you later. When you finish your meal you ask him about the important question. He the proceeds to stand up and clear his throat before walking over to you. “ Y/N, THE DAYS I’VE SPENT WITH YOU HAVE BEEN SOME OF THE BEST OF MY LIFE AND I DON’T WANT THAT TO END ANYTIME SOON”. He then gets down on one knee and pulls out the ring box. “WILL YOU GIVE I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, THE HONIR OF SPENDING THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH YOU…*He hesitates* ” Y/N, WILL YOU MARRY ME?“ You stand up and enthusiastically yell “Yes, yes I will marry you!”. Papyrus then picks you up into a spinning hug. “ YOU WILL? WOWIE, THANK YOU SO MUCH!” The rest is history.

♥US Papyrus: He does it super casually. He’s been thinking about asking you for a while, but he wasn’t sure how he should do it, so he just kind of goes “what the heck” and decides he should just up and asks you. Don’t get him wrong, this is REALLY important to him, he just figures that you’ll say no. You and him are watching TV at his house when he asks you. “Hey, uhh, y/n?”, “Yeah, paps?”, “Do you wanna get married?”, “Oh, yeah, sur….wait what!?!”, “ I said, ‘do you want to get married’? I got you this ring and stuff” *He pulls the ring box out of his hoodie pocket* “So, what do ya say?”, “ Heck, yeah I do!”, *sigh* “Yeah, that’s what I thought…wait…did you just say ‘yes’?, ” Yeah, Paps, let’s get married!“ *He freezes for a second before tackling you down onto the couch and making out with you*.

♥SF Papyrus: Rus is almost more nervous then Red when it comes to this except he’s really good at hiding it, so you won’t be able to tell that something’s up. Rus will take you out for the evening before he asks. It’s nothing to extravagant but you still have a wonderful time. He’ll take you out to pretty posh restaurant and even ask you to dance (he’s been practicing so he’s actually gotten pretty good). He pops the question after you’ve both finished dinner. *Clears throat*  "Y-y/n" *he’s visibly nervous at this point* “Yeah, paps?” “I need to ask you something”, “sure, go ahead!”, *He pulls out the ring bix gets down on one knee and gets straight to the point*, “will you marry me?”, *you stare at him for a second", “Yes!” (In Rus’ mind: “Wait, did she just say yes?!?”, “Why would she say yes!?!”, Who would want to spend the rest of their life with a mutt drooling after them?“, “Oh my gosh, I better respond before she changes her mind”.) You bearly have time to ask if he’s okay before he’s crying happy tears and he’s not even trying to hide it as he picks you up and spins you around while nuzzling into your neck. Rus didn’t think it was possible for you to make him love you more than he already did, but you’re always surprising him. I hope your ready to be pampered for pretty much the rest of your life.


Bonus

♥UF Papyrus: His proposal is going to be similar to Raspberry’s, except his brother won’t be there, and he has his internal argument before he’s deciding whether or not to ask you. He takes you one big extravagant date that day, which includes things like: Dinner, A shopping spree, dancing, maybe some laser tag, and whatever else you want to do. He asks you when you get back to his place when you’re about to go inside. “Y/N!”, “ Yes, Papyrus?”, “I HAVE SOMETHING I NEED TO ASK YOU”, “Yeah, sure, what?”, *he gets down on one knee* “ I NEVER USED TO THINK THAT I’D RUN INTO SOMEONE THAT’S EVEN NEAR AS GREAT AS I AM, BUT YOU PROVED ME WRONG”, “Awww, thanks, Papyrus”, “ PLEASE, LET ME FINISH. I BELIEVE THAT OUR RUNNING INTO EACH OTHER FOR THE FIRST TIME WAS FATE. WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT THE TWO MOST AMAZING PEOPLE ON THE PLANET WOULD JUST SO HAPPEN TO KNOW EACH OTHER? WHAT I’M TRYING TO SAY IS THAT I BELIEVE WE ARE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER, AND I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH YOU!” *He pulls out the ring box* “Y/N, WILL YOU MARRY ME?”, “Yes I will!”

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Dance Lessons ~ Part 3

Features: Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass, Severus Snape, Reader
Pairing: slight Draco x Reader

{In which Draco is a slightly arrogant toad and the reader gets forced into an awkward situation}

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The weeks leading up to the Yule Ball had been… interesting, to say the least. There had been dozens of dance invitations that had been extravagant and elegant and plenty more that had been awkward and forgettable. Daphne, meanwhile, had been in utter bliss - there were breakups and hookups and everything in between - and Daphne was aware of all of them. She had taken to peeking into abandoned classrooms to try to spot any illicit meetings that may have been occurring. 

You had tried to hide out in your dormitory to avoid all of the drama, but Pansy Parkinson had sent just enough threatening glares your way to make you feel unsafe in your own bed. Daphne swore up and down that it was because Draco was going to ask you to the ball. You disagreed. 

One particular day as you had been leaving the library, Gregory Goyle had run into you. It was odd that he was even in the library to begin with, but you still accepted his offer to pick up your books and carry them back to the common room. It made sense though once the two of you were alone. He had somehow gotten it into his thick skull that you would be so thrilled that he helped you that you would graciously accept his Yule Ball invitation. Which is exactly what he asked you. You had allowed a small smile but firmly said no. 

His face hadn’t changed expression so you had snatched back your books and scurried down the corridor before he could say or do anything. 

Gregory had then proceeded to follow you around Hogwarts for the next several days. You successfully ignored him for close to three days but when he showed up as you exited the girls’ lavatory, you had had enough. No one knew exactly what had happened, (Gregory wasn’t telling,) but when he spotted you sitting next to the Bloody Baron at breakfast the next morning, he nearly wet himself. 

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