It’s official. STAR WARS: THE LAST JEDI is the next chapter of the Skywalker saga. In theaters this December. http://www.starwars.com/news/the-official-title-for-star-wars-episode-viii-revealed?cmp=smc%7C785924868

Good Morning

When he wakes up Victor is there, like a dream. Each morning has been like a dream but the dream didn’t end and it didn’t grow thin or lose its color as days became weeks became months. No, it grew–larger, warmer, brighter–

“You’re awake.”

–like dawn. Like the bright, warm sun cresting over a frozen lake. Brighter because the night was dark, warmer because the ice is cold.

“I’m awake.”

“And how do you feel?” They pushed the hotel beds together. They slept in a tangle. Their relationship is like a rainbow in the corner of Yuuri’s eye–squint at it, try to pin it down, and it becomes vapor, mist, and yet their love is as solid as the rings around their fingers. Victor brings Yuuri’s hand to his lips, and the dream is made stronger. It seems possible now that it could stretch on forever.

“How do I feel?” Maybe Yuuri can go on repeating Victor forever just to taste the same words, but he must remember to go beyond Victor, too, to surprise the surpriser, seduce the seducer, master the master. “Hungry,” he says.

Victor laughs, “For katsudon?”

“Yes, that,” Yuuri smiles. Daylight shines gold in Victor’s blue eyes. “And more.”

“An extra-large bowl?” Victor teases. His eyes are red-rimmed from yesterday’s tears. Yuuri’s eyes sting, too. And still the dream continues, the possibility of–

“More.”

“What an appetite you have.”

They hold still for a moment, as if waiting for the music to start. Then Yuuri says, “Victor,” his dream, his more, and Victor meets him halfway in a kiss as soft as snow, as violent as daybreak.

okay a) yurio needs to learn to think his decisions through because these two run into drama like every week and now theyre gonna be around All The Time b) i think about yuuri swearing a lot c) drawing ice skating is hard!!

i made a yoi blog because i have so many feelings to work out after ep12!! so follow if youre into that i guess!!

eyelander:

rude..

chirrut and baze give me such good vibes i would die for them!!!!!

For some reason I just started thinking about the legend that Queen Victoria never looked behind herself when she sat down, because if there wasn’t a chair there already her staff would make sure one bloody well materialized to accommodate the royal behind. So now I’m imagining that every time Chirrut sits down he’s like THE FORCE PROVIDED THIS CHAIR FOR ME and Baze is like, sure buddy whatever.

i love it!!

so apparently while Padmé’s handmaidens were training in “handmaiden bootcamp”, Padmé went and joined in on the training pretending to be a handmaiden too to get to know the girls better, and then later revealed herself to actually be Queen Amidala so basically “hi i’m padmé the radar technician”

#i heard padme had an 8 pack (via @lostacanthus)

I’m crying

I heard padme is fucking shredded

to every person of color, to every lgbt person, to every woman and to every minority in the “united” states of america, i am so deeply sorry that you have to endure this and i truly hope that no matter what happens you’re safe. 

this blog hates donald trump

Major Armitage Hux writes his way out of hell.

~5600 words, rated M, no archive warnings and familiarity with the actual Reynolds Pamphlet or the song of the same name required.  

morning reblog

this is one hundred percent fuggin’ awesome, folks 

(it should say familiarity with the actual pamphlet of song not required, it is a typo)