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light-of-eyllwe  asked:

Shiro and Allura having tea in a garden. And she's winking and making a move and he's all flustered. Tehe

coran found allura’s old favorite tea set that she presumed lost with the fall of altea, shiro suggested a birthday tea party, and it’s allllll downhill from here (sorry this kind of diverted from the original prompt!! i had an idea midway through sketching :x )

carry on, darling, we were built to last

Kissing was still weird, Yuuri decided as he kissed his fiancé back.

His fiancé.

His fucking fiancé.

How did that even happen?

Yuuri still had trouble believing that it was all real. That Victor Nikiforov, the Victor Nikiforov, the same one Yuuri had nursed a crush on since, like, forever, was currently wearing a golden ring on his finger. A ring that Yuuri himself had put there with slightly trembling fingers.

How did he even get the guts to do that?

“You’re thinking too much again,” Victor, the same Victor, his fiancé Victor complained, pressing his mouth softly against Yuuri’s as if he was trying to pull him back into the mood, but Yuuri was too–

“I’m sorry,” he replied, blushing sheepishly. “You’re just very distracting.”

It made Victor grin, a little crooked smile that looked simply stunning on his face. Victor’s cheeks were delicately flushed and his eyes sparkled warmly with love and delight. How did Yuuri get so lucky? He remembered everything that happened during the last year, but even now, sitting in Victor’s lap, with Victor’s thumbs rubbing slow circles into his hipbones, Yuuri felt a little like Cinderella.

Was it close to midnight yet? Would he have to leave the ball, leave this happiness when the hands of the clock meet?

“I’m flattered, love,” Victor murmured, kissing the corner of Yuuri’s mouth again and Yuuri couldn’t help the way it twitched into a smile under his lips. “What’s so distracting about me now?”

Yuuri choked on his laugh a bit. “How about everything? Ever? Have you met me, Victor?”

Victor chuckled as well, pulling Yuuri into himself until Yuuri was almost lying on top of his chest. Victor’s nose gently touched Yuuri’s, their foreheads leaned together, a tender caress that melted Yuuri’s heart and made his eyes suddenly grow hotter when all the love and affection hit him hard.

“Of course I have,” Victor said. “Best night of my life.”

Yuuri groaned. “The banquet is taboo, we talked about this.”

Victor made a face at him, like a kicked puppy, and Yuuri only had to take one look to reach out and push Victor’s cheeks up into a smile with his fingers. They both laughed.

“Fine,” Victor said. “How about China then? That is another best night of my life.”

Yuuri shook his head in slight exasperation. “How many best nights do you have?”

“Well, let’s see,” Victor hummed, counting out. “There’s the banquet, okay, okay, I’m not saying more! Then the China Cup, and Barcelona. Oh, Barcelona!” He sighed, his mouth a happy, heart-mouth smile that made Yuuri blush. “That proposal was spectacular. And then you went and won silver, talk about best nights, huh?”

Yuuri mumbled something under his breath, but Victor only grinned at him and let it slide, asking instead: “What about yours, Yuuri?”

He didn’t have to think about it. He really didn’t.

“I was twelve,” Yuuri said immediately, watching Victor’s eye lose the spark for a moment when he realized it wasn’t about their relationship. Yuuri smirked a little. “It was the night I watched the junior skating championship for the first time. And there was this one skater that just took my breath away.” Yuuri smiled fondly at the memory. “I couldn’t fall asleep at all that night, my heart was beating so fast. So I googled that skater and watched all of the videos available just to see him again.”

“Wow, that sounds like quite a night,” Victor smiled at him. “Is he the reason you took up skating?”

“Mostly,” Yuuri agreed. “He’s my inspiration, my motivation, my guiding star, you might say. And, hopefully soon, my husband, too.”

He grinned, even though his cheeks were stinging red – it was embarrassing to say out loud.

But Victor’s reaction was worth it: the surprise on him looked stunning, and Yuuri would never get over the rush in his veins at the heartbeat of pause in Victor’s breathing before a high keen left his lips. It was no wonder Victor based his performances around the emotion. It was quite addicting, Yuuri had to admit.

“Yuuri!” Victor cooed, crushing Yuuri in his arms. “You should’ve told me sooner!”

“Like you didn’t know,” Yuuri snorted into Victor’s neck, wrapping his arms around his shoulders comfortably. “I know you found my stash of posters one day, Mari told me.”

Victor wasn’t contrite at all. In fact, Yuuri could feel the grin pressed against his head.

“Oops,” Victor said. It only served to make Yuuri snort again.

They stayed close like that for a long, comfortable moment, before Victor slowly pulled back and tilted Yuuri’s chin to make their eyes meet. Blue against brown, both meltingly warm and full of love.

“You’ve spent so long chasing after me that it’s only fair that I chase after you for the rest of our lives,” he said, but Yuuri shook his head at him with a tiny smile.

“Why chase, when you’ve already got me?” he asked.

And when Victor leaned in to kiss him again, it was no less weird than before. But it was their weird and in a weird, completely silly way that Yuuri couldn’t have explained even if he tried, that made it just perfect.

Mun talk!

What I say and what I mean!
NOT a reblog meme

I am in pain: I am in actual physical pain and i am not joking

Lol: I don’t know what to say and don’t want to hurt you

Fuck you: i love you

I hate you: I like ya

I hate you (second version): I am on the verge of breaking down into tears and I can only deal with my emotions with anger because I don’t know how to deal with them any way else.