#gi my darling beloved <3<3

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

hi ily here are some brookes as an apology for getting distracted halfway through your asks OH wait how could i forget her gf ???

stop but the left picture of Brooke is my background rn that’s so funny

but yes eheheh the girlfriends are girlfriending and Mayhaps going to end up in a lil something something today

👀👀👀👀

[thecollectionsof]

You already know what time it is

CRYSTAL TIME: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRwcosJp/

Omg im going to steal your gig and do my own question time! So question for you my beloved darling Gi, other than drag race, what is your guilty pleasure reality tv show? When did you start watching it and for how long have you been watching it? What made it so appealing to you?

ILY lots and lots gi darling!! 🥰🥰🥰

HELLO my darling beloved fiancée 💍💍 thank you for the crystal i love her :) her makeup is so fun there i love the spikeyness of it !!!!

and ooooh okay i love questions let’s do it :)

so a fun fact about me is that i kinda ??? don’t like watching tv or movies ???? EXCEPT for a few things: drag race when i have friends to watch it with me, mythbusters reruns (for some reason ??) and dropout shows (which has been my new obsession)

nerd corner: i hesitate to say reality tv BUT i started watching game changer first with my friends in “game changey nights” which then morphs into make some noise nights when it’s the game changer offseason. i didn’t have a dropout subscription until earlier this year so i’m only now getting to go back and watch dimension 20 and um, actually (which i’m doing right now!! i’m a big fan of bdg, the new fact checker in season 9, so i’ve started at season 1 and working through it). but all of them are so funny and you really start to appreciate all of the people when you start to recognize them between different dropout shows. and also total forgiveness is SO . wow (if you can’t handle secondhand embarrassment or can’t watch it yourself i recommend watching one of the videos on youtube analyzing it because it’s so incredible and i can’t tell you anything without spoiling it but oh my god. oh my god)

(all of the links are to free youtube videos if anyone is interested in these things!!! and also if anyone wants to talk about dropout shows at any time you know where to find me <3)

uno reverse what are your other favorite shows ??? :D

[gggoode]

hi hello love of my life, absolute darling and wife who i love so much!!!! how are ya? it's question time <3 what is your current favorite snack? what is a favorite snack that you used to eat a lot but don’t anymore? do you know what caused the change (if so, what?) do you have any snacks that you love but can’t get often/at all anymore, for one reason or another?

hello gi my beloved 🥰

hmm … right now most of my snacking is done at work so it’s whichever big festive tubs of chocolates people bring in! I am very partial to Heroes I think it’s the best tub :) the best ones are the mini double deckers and the mini creme eggs :)

Generally I really like dark chocolate!!! I like it bitter and delicious >:)

something I don’t have anymore……hmm…I used to love maoams but now I don’t rly like the texture of them (also I think they contain pork gelatine) ??

when I studied abroad I used to get these little mini snack cinnamon rolls and they were soooo delicious but I haven’t seen them since :(( I don’t usually eat breakfast and they were the perfect little snack in a lecture and I think about them so so often 🥰

now u need to tell me about your snacks because I still haven’t made a new blog but I want to know even if I can’t send an ask about it x

[moonraccoon-exe]

Cor, pre-Prompto: "I have never eaten anything nutritious in my life." Clarus, having witnessed his coffee, cup noodle, orange juice cabinets: *sighing* "We all know this Cor, and we wonder how you're still alive daily." Cor, with Prompto: "Would you like a triple veggie and cheese omlet before we go?" Clarus: "Did I walk into the wrong house-" Regis, stuffing his mouth: "Can I get anoffer?"

*PUNCHES THROUGH THE WALL*

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Long ago I received a couple asks with a similar scenario (you radiate the same vibe, anon! Are you the same person? YOU CUPCAKE

Cor, the idiot that’s always like “eh” about his own life, like not caring, surviving on Cup Noodles because “it works just fine” and “everything comes out as poop anyway how bad can it be”. Simple...overly simple Cor not really in the mindset to cook.

With only 1 pair of shoes, 1 pair of socks, 1 pair of everything. THE SIMPLEST MAN ON EARTH.Overly simple Cor boy living off cup noodles, pre-made food, and his beloved microwave that does things for him.

SUDDENLY GETS BABY.

I imagine Cor having a bit of a SO MUCH PANIC HE CAN ONLY FREEZE moment while staring intensely at Prompto but nowhere at all at the same time because

HE JUST REALIZED

25 YEARS INTO BEING ON THIS PLANET

THAT MAYBE

MAYBE CUP NOODLES AREN’T BABY FOOD, ARE THEY????

Sunshine Bebe arrives to Papa’s life, changes it completely. 

Cor rushed to emtpy his cupboards like FUCKING THROW IT ALL AWAY, TAKE EVERYTHING AND TOSS IT OUT, TOSS THOSE FROZEN WAFFLES TOSS THOSE CUP NOODLES TOSS THOSE PRE-MADE PLASTIC FOOD, NONE OF THIS, BABY CAN GET CLOSE TO NONE OF THIS IT’S NOT HEALTHY FOR HIM BABY NEEDS TO-

“Hey Cor and why are you doing this only now for the baby and never for yourse-”

“IT’S NOT THE  S A ME  RE GIS”

So there is papa Cor absoLUTELY FUCKING DESTROYING EVERYTHING THAT HE USED TO BE TO MAKE THE HEALTHIEST MOST PRETTIEST ENVIRONMENT POSSIBLE FOR BEBE

“Hey Cor but you didn’t need to throw your soups away, you could eat those while baby gets the healthy fo-”

“aND HOW. ¿¿¿ !! AM I GOING ?? TO BE A ROLE MODEL FOR HIM ANY DAY HM??? ANGEL NEEDS A ROLE MODEL PAPA, SO FUCKING BUCKLE UP I’M GOING TO BE THE MOST FUCKING MOTHERFUCKING HEALTHIEST DAD IN THE WORLD SO HE’S TWICE THE HEALTHIER, BEBE NEEDS IT”

And hence, as one of those old asks said, Cor goes into EVERY COOKING CLASS OF INSOMNIA that he finds. Like. EVERY ONE OF THEM. He got into fucking ROYAL MASTER COOKING CLASS SO HE CAN MAKE A ROYAL GOLDEN CAVIAR A LA ROY DU LEON IF HE FREAKING HECCKING GODDAMN NEEDS TO FOR HIS SON

Because Cor

He just. He loves PrompTO SO M U C H 

“Hey dad can I have some cereal please”

“HERE YOU GO, EXTRA NUTRITIOUS STEAK WITH RICE WITH BITS OF CARROT AND PEAS, YUMMY BEANS HERE, LETTUCE AND ONION AND TOMATO HERE, AND A SMILEY POTATO-MAN WITH A HAT, DO YOU NEED ANYTHING ELSE DARLING PLS TELL ME, I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY AND HEALTHY PLS TELL ME YOU’RE HAPPY AND HEALTHY”

And y’all wonder just WHY Prommy’s such a sunshine boi, the sweetie.

BEST COOK PAPA EVER.

[ygo5dsmonth2019]

It’s that time of year, everyone! We’re so excited for this year’s Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s Month! This year, four of us are hosting, and we’re so excited to see what everyone creates to celebrate 5D’s!

Now, finally, after a lot of chatting and planning, we’re ready to share the themes with you!

Day 1 (July 7th): A Hero of Planetary Proportions

From humble origins to historic achievements, this hero’s got quite the track record. Rev up 5D’s month with us! How do you celebrate Yusei’s birthday?

Day 2 (July 8th): A Well-Loved Story

From the Fortune Cup, to the Dark Signers, to the WRPG, to Crash Town, to the Ark Cradle; this beloved story was a ride from start to finish. But which part was your favorite?

Day 3 (July 9th): Easy Listening for the Busy Duelist

Got a playlist you want to share? It can be for a character, a season, or the overall series. Come on Eileen, share it with us!

Day 4 (July 10th): Friends From Unexpected Places

Everyone has a favorite series, all the way from the original Yu-Gi-Oh! to VRAINS. But what would happen if our 5D’s heroes came across duelists old and new? Whether you prefer to rev it up, high five the sky, or get your game on, show us what you come up with!

Day 5 (July 11th): King for a Day

He’s fast! He’s furious! He’s a little bit of a (jack)ass, but you’d better believe he loves his friends (and his cup ramen)! Got any favorite Jack moments? Show the King some love today!

Day 6 (July 12th): Darling, Dearest, Demented, Dead

There were seven Dark Signers. Who’s your favorite?

Day 7 (July 13th): To Redeem or Not To Redeem?

Which character deserves to be redeemed for their crimes? Or, maybe they don’t? Tell us what you think.

Day 8 (July 14th): The Good, The Bad, and The Western

Let’s see how some of the characters would look in Crash Town, or in the wild Wild West in general! Break out your desert ponchos and give your favorite character a duel gun!

Day 9 (July 15th): The Blooming Black Rose

This bright red beauty is easy to fall for—no witchcraft necessary! Fierce, powerful, and loyal, Aki makes for a quite the opponent! What’s your favorite thing about the Black Rose?

Day 10 (July 16th): Free Day I (Me, Myself, and I!)

Our first free day! Use it however you want, or use it as a day to introduce yourself!

Day 11 (July 17th): If Things Had Been Different...

We’ve all thought about what would happen if our favorite series was... in a coffee shop?! Here’s where you can give us your favorite AU, any crossover, or maybe even give us a glimpse of the timeline Z-ONE came from! Anything is on the table for this one.

Day 12 (July 18th): I Can Go the Distance

Lovable and hardworking, this Satellite sneak makes for a family man and a skilled duelist! Do you have a soft spot for this mother bird? Show us what you love about Crow!

Day 13 (July 19th): Psychic Heaven or Psychic Hell?

The Arcadia Movement is a controversial subject. Is it a cult, or is it something else? Show us, or tell us, what you see.

Day 14 (July 20th): Family, Found

Which Team are you on?

Day 15 (July 21st): A Sparkling Piece Of Self

We all make OCs—and for many of us, they’re the start of friendships, self-journeys, or simply fun and mindless explorations into another world! If you have an OC, share them with us! We’ll give them all our love. ️

Day 16 (July 22nd): Tiny, But Mighty

If you spend a day with him, you’re sure to have your hands full, as this little machinist packs punch as big as his heart! What do you love about Rua/Leo?

Day 17 (July 23rd): The Little Fairy Queen

The duel spirits whisper eagerly about this one: she may be small, but she’s no easy opponent! Bow down to the queen! Show some love for Ruka/Luna!

Day 18 (July 24th): My Own Worst Enemy

Divine. Rudger. Rex. Z-ONE. There are so many antagonists to chose from! Let us know which one is your favorite!

Day 19 (July 25th): Synchro Sweethearts

Do you have a favorite Synchro Monster? Is it one of the Signer’s legendary dragons, or is it something else? Show us! Synchro Monsters aren’t banned here!

Day 20 (July 26th): Free Day II (Support Your Fellow Creators!)

Our second free day! Use however you please, or use it to shout out your favorite fanfics! Give some artists, or some writers, some well deserved attention.

Day 21 (July 27th): Canon? Never Heard of Her.

There are always things we wish we could change—especially in this fandom! *cough4Kidscough* If given the chance, what would you change?

Day 22 (July 28th): Those Unruly Satellite Kids

Team Satisfaction, or the Enforcers? Either way, we love our favorite duel gang, and we think they need some more attention.

Day 23 (July 29th): Good Captains Go Down With Their Ships

We ALL have a favorite ship. Which one is yours?

Day 24 (July 30th): Scars and Lumps and Bruises

All of our favorite characters have felt some kind of pain or anguish. Which moment stood out the most for you?

Day 25 (July 31st): Bright Crimson Bonds

The Crimson Dragon gave us bonds that can’t be separated. Take today to honor this mighty god!

Day 26 (August 1st): When The Day Met The Night

This day is all about contrasts! There’s plenty of light vs dark to play with in this series—characters, settings, and plot lines! Carly vs her Dark Signer counterpart, or Yusei vs Z-ONE, or maybe even Yusei vs Jack. What do you think when you hear ‘contrasts?’

Day 27 (August 2nd): The Ringleader, Unsatisfied

Once full of unbridled confidence, this brooding team leader is still seeking the meaning of satisfaction. He’s trying his best, though! Do you have a favorite Kiryu moment? Throw some love in this ex-Dark Signer’s direction!

Day 28 (August 3rd): You Deserve More Fanart.

You heard the title! There are many characters in the series: who do you think is under-appreciated?

Day 29 (August 4th): Man of Wires, Nerves, and Steel

Armed with nothing but a big ol’ smile and a supercomputer of a brain, Bruno inevitably stole our hearts and kept them until the bitter end. Share some of your favorite Bruno/Dark Glass moments with us!

Day 30 (August 5th): Free Day III (What’s On Your Mind?)

Our last free day! Share something with us—anything you want! We’re excited to have you here and celebrating Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s Month with us!

Day 31 (August 6th): Going My Way!

We’ve reached our journey’s end. What does the future hold?

[merryfortune]

Betrothal in a Nutshell

Hello @justanotherotakuandartist here is a tumblr upload of your gift fic <3

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc V

Ship: Serena/Yuri

Word Count: 5.5k

Synopsis: Prince Yuri is certain that the girl whom he is betrothed to is an imposter so his mother, Queen Yoko, devises a plan to prove Princess Serena's identity. 

  “Mother!” Prince Yuri exclaimed, as his hands flapped about in utter disbelief over what had unravelled just mere moments ago. “I refuse to believe that thing of a girl is a princess!”

  “Yuri!” gasped Queen Yoko. “That is no way to talk of your betrothed.”

  “I refuse.” Yuri said, lifting his chin and brow indignantly and stamping his foot. “You cannot make me marry that heathen woman.”

  His mother glowered. She was uncertain of where she had gone wrong, either in raising her darling Prince Yuri or in introducing him to his fiancé. It couldn’t be the former, surely, not when he was – usually – such a gentleman and his elder brothers had no such personality problems.

  Really, the origin of this problem could be traced back to the fact of the notion was it was the spoilt and entitled fourth princeling of a royal family turn to be married off. Due to his nature, something a touch twisted and very finicky, he had high expectations of the woman whom he would be married to and thus far, had been unable to find such a woman. Each woman he was presented with, he wrote off as too fat or too thin, too tall or too short and so on and so forth.

  Thus, he told his exasperated parents that he would only marry if they could find someone with skin of luminous moonlight, eyes which were as green as farmland in spring, and hair as soft as the petals of the beloved flowers that he tended to in his private and most royal greenhouse. He desired a woman as firm as oak and as graceful as elm. And so, his parents endeavoured to find such a fanciful woman of good background and, thus, Queen Yoko and King Yusho were quite certain that they found a girl in the young Princess Serena from the faraway kingdom of En Moonlight.

  She who was exactly as their fourth child described. She had hair the colour of violets, just like the pedigree of plants whom Prince Yuri adored. She had eyes of verdant green, like a jungle and a pale complexion befitting of that of the moon’s surface, but far smoother. She was deft and swift, and they were confident their son would become enamoured with her upon meeting.

  That was not what had happened. Not even in the slightest.

  Mere moments of ago was when such a meeting was supposed to have occurred. And when such a meeting did occur, it was not a meeting of smouldering facial expressions and polite laughter. They had met, instead of with an explosive flirting, but with an explosive rivalry. Their personalities immediately grated and grinded against one another; locking each other in argumentative verbal spars which even escalated into physical ones too. Princess Serena, who despite her elegant garb, was quick to prove herself as firm as oak and graceful as elm when she was able to take Prince Yuri’s arm and all but break it in a matter of seconds.

  It was only when the Prince’s consorts stepped in, did Princess Serena release her betrothed from such a grip. And from there, the jester Dennis was able to diffuse the situation by distracting Princess Serena with jokes and the bodyguard Sora was able to remove Prince Yuri from the situation, bringing him to a powder room where he could reconvene with his mother.

  “I refuse to marry that hellion girl. She is a spawn of the underworld.” Prince Yuri snarled.

  “As your mother and as the Queen, you will do such a thing.” Queen Yoko stared down her son. “I am certain that such a girl is perfect for you. I consulted the finest soothsayers in the world, and we are all certain that girl is the best fit based on that which you asked for, my darling boy.”

  “Your soothsayers must be wrong then. I could never be compatible with such a scoundrel of a woman.” Prince Yuri said.

  “I disagree and you will be married to this woman or so help me, Yuri, darling.” Queen Yoko growled.

  Outside the powder room, Sora grew uncomfortable, but he couldn’t help but pipe up. So, he swung in and took the chewed candy from his mouth. He sighed.

  “What if we something has gone wrong… regarding Princess Serena, your highnesses…” he drawled, uncomfortable.

  Both Prince Yuri and Queen Yoko glared at him and he took another breath.

  “I don’t doubt the soothsayers; that stuff’s above my head and I don’t know much about love or princesses, but, like I do know security detail and let me just say, those girls – the ones who came with Princess Serena, uh, Gloria, Grace – they don’t exactly scream “bodyguard” to me.” rambled Sora.

  “Get to the thick of it, Sora.” Prince Yuri spat.

   “So, not to posit something’s gone wrong but it is possible we have the wrong girl and the real Princess Serena has somehow been intercepted and we have a fake in our midst.” Sora said.

  Prince Yuri’s eyes widened whilst his mother’s narrowed.

  “That is exactly what must have happened!” Prince Yuri exclaimed, vibrating with excitement. “We clearly have a fake in our midst. Somewhere, somehow, the real Princess Serena is waiting for me and that rapscallion in our drawing room is a fake! It’s all so clear to me now.”

  “Sora.” Queen Yoko said, her voice as sharp as the edge of a blade. “That is the real Princess Serena. This is all poppycock.”

  “No, no its not.” Prince Yuri argued.

  “Then let’s test this ridiculous theory of yours, then. I believe you will find that is, beyond doubt, the real Princess Serena.” Queen Yoko said.

  “But, um, how do you think we should do such a thing, your majesty?” Sora asked.

  Queen Yoko’s brow drew in, knitted together and she then glanced at her son. An idea struck her. She smiled cattishly.

  “I have an idea, one which will very much satisfy you, my dear son.” Queen Yoko drawled.

  “Elucidate me, mother.” Prince Yuri hissed.

  “All we require is a peanut shell and with that, we can deduce if Princess Serena is indeed of noble blood or not.” Queen Yoko said.

  “A peanut shell?” Prince Yuri echoed, incredulous.

  “Surely you keep peanuts in that little greenhouse of yours, Yuri.” Queen Yoko said.

  “I mean, I do. And I wouldn’t call it “little”, Mother. My greenhouse is quite expansive, you would find if you paid attention to me just as much as you paid attention to your golden boy, my elder brother Yuya.” Yuri sniped.

  “Oh hush, I love all my boys equally.” Queen Yoko insisted.

  “Some more equally than others.” mumbled Prince Yuri under his breath.

  Queen Yoko, unimpressed, clasped her hands together and frowned. “Back to the matter at hand, my darling and handsome son. I still require that peanut shell, my dear.”

  “Very well then. I will go to the greenhouse and acquire one.” Prince Yuri sighed.

  “After that, you will hide the peanut shell in Princess Serena’s sleeping quarters. we will put Princess Serena to the test. If she can feel the peanut shell in her bed, beneath her mattress, then that will prove her noble worth. After all, even the most hardened, warrior princess will be susceptible to this trick.” Queen Yoko said.

  “I see.” Prince Yuri’s eyes shone cattishly. “And, if she is not of noble blood, then she will not feel such an inconsequential thing. Very well then, consider it done Mother. Thank you for your insight.”

  “Your welcome.” Queen Yoko replied.

  With that, Prince Yuri was dismissed. He grabbed Sora and then made a beeline for his greenhouse. As he had mentioned before, his greenhouse truly was quite expansive. The glass panes it was composed of were able to contain what was, essentially, a foreign jungle. Prince Yuri had an affinity for the foreign and poisonous so, entering was something for the brave of heart. Even his dear companion Sora trod uncertainly within the greenhouse which was set up like a maze and yet, Prince Yuri kept his shoulders back and had an air of confidence as he navigated his greenhouse.

  It seemed strange to Sora that Prince Yuri would even have peanuts in his greenhouse. After all, they just passed by all manner of the strange and grotesque. Something like a peanut bush seemed far too mundane for Prince Yuri’s interests. Though, peanuts were a common allergy and one which could lead to fatalities in the worst-case scenario so Sora supposed he could understand why Prince Yuri would have such a plant.

  Though, his peanut bush truly was quite neglected. It was small and uncared for. Cared enough for it to survive, but Prince Yuri held it in disdain as he plucked a single peanut from its entanglements. He inspected it then passed it to Sora who sighed and cracked it open for him.

  “Want the nuts?” Sora asked.

  “No, you have them, thank you.” Prince Yuri replied.

  “Yum, thanks.” Sora said as he popped the two nuts in his mouth.

  He handed back the shell to Prince Yuri who was, once more, in a hurry to get where he was going. He was beginning to formulate a plan to ensure that he would not have to be married to that brute of a woman. He would simply have to interfere with his mother’s inane plan to prove the worth of the girl to him and it ought to be easy enough. After all, she was their guest and therefore deserved nothing but their utmost luxury.

  Soon, Prince Yuri and Sora returned to the drawing room of the castle. He smiled, ominously, in the hallway with Sora standing guard. Dennis, inside, breathed a sigh of relief and ceased his juggling.

  “Thank goodness, you’re back. I am completely out of ideas for entertaining your betrothed, Prince Yuri.” he sighed.

  Prince Yuri pulled Dennis aside, rather than continue the conversation. Sora replaced Prince Yuri’s stance in the hallway.

  “I need you and Sora to do a little favour for me.” Prince Yuri said.

  “Oh, uh, sure.” Dennis said. “What is it?”

  “I need you to hide this peanut shell in Princess Serena’s bed. And, speaking of her bed, I need you both to put as many mattresses and linen and sheets and pillows on it as physically possible. After all, our guest deserves to be comfortable.” Prince Yuri said.

  “On it, boss.” Sora said.

  “Wh-Wh-What?” stammered Dennis.

  “It’s a long story.” Sora sighed.

  “Now run along you two. I will… keep Princess Serena distracted in the meanwhile.” Prince Yuri said.

  “Very well then.” Dennis said with a curling curtsey.

  With that, Sora and Dennis were dismissed. They scurried off quickly and Prince Yuri waltzed into the drawing room. He had his shoulders back, chin up, and not even the slightest inkling of a plan in mind. Well, he knew the outcome of what he wanted. He didn’t want a broken arm and he didn’t want Princess Serena to catch onto the subterfuge that was going on in her private quarters.

  The moment that Prince Yuri entered the room, officially, Prince Serena’s ears pricked up. She crossed her arms, the bodice of her dress shimmered as she moved petulantly, and she frowned. Prince Yuri immediately went onto his hackles. Though she was dressed finely, he knew better than underestimating her. Underestimating her previously had caused her to lock onto his physical weakness and crown herself as dominant between them. Prince Yuri most certainly did not want a repeat of that.

  “Back for round two? Or perhaps mummy’s told you to play nice with me or else your royal behind will get quite the spanking.” Princess Serena taunted.

  “No, no, it’s nothing like that.” Prince Yuri replied.

  Princess Serena pouted. Tutted. She absolutely did not believe Prince Yuri and that left a sour taste in his mind. But her demeanour softened. She huffed and let her arms fall back to her side.

  “So, like, what are you here for?” Princess Serena asked. “You sent your jester away and now I’m bored. And you’re no fun. I have no idea how we’re going to make this relationship work.”

  Prince Yuri was genuinely reviled by such a statement. What an impudent girl, he found himself thinking in the utmost disdain. All whilst becoming more and more certain she was some imposter fiendishly after his life or his wealth. His brows knitted together as he locked his heart – and slightly more importantly, his mouth – up tight.

  Princess Serena huffed and sighed, even kicked her foot, her dress rippling. “The silent treatment, huh?”

  Prince Yuri’s ears pricked at that. That wasn’t his intention but letting her project whatever she wished onto his completely and totally guarded self. Actually, keeping his mouth shut for as long as possible to sate Princess Serena’s social needs seemed like a good plan. But, having no plan, all plans seemed like good plans at this point. Still, he would keep his options open based on whatever she said.

  “Like, I get it.” she said, voice heavy like a stone. “I was… rude.”

  “Rude?!” Prince Yuri scoffed, unable to help himself. “You very much endangered me with your inexcusable, ruffian behaviour!”

  “Yeah, and I’m sorry about that. I’m not… I’m not good with people.” she confessed.

  Princess Serena kicked her foot again. Her brows knitted together, and her gaze began to drill into the stone underfoot. She pouted. And, Prince Yuri may not want to admit this, but she actually looked quite adorable in her petulance. It was strange, but it seemed like it was coming from a place of awkward sincerity.

  Not that Prince Yuri would believe such a thing when he was still of the utmost certainty that the woman before him was some sort of ill-intentioned fiend.

  “I wasn’t really… brought up to behave, I guess, you would say… Like, I’m very…” She made an odd hand gesture which seemed borne of frustration. “I’m very socially stunted. Awkward? Yeah. Something like that. I know it’s rude and I shouldn’t have done it, but I was kind of scared. Like, you’re some strange man and now we’re supposed to get shacked up together or something. I was worried if I didn’t, like, prove myself as dominate or something, you would take that as your invitation to walk all over me in this marriage and there is no way in Hell, I’m going to let that happen. I’m the strongest swordswoman you’ll find anywhere, I swear.”

  There were two parts of her rambling that Prince Yuri found fascinating. The first was her making reference to being socially stunted. He didn’t want, to but he could emphasise with that. He had grown up quite lonely; feeling lesser than his elder brothers and always trying to find some way out of their shadow but mostly failing to. As such, he had always felt starving for praise and validation, but he never got to eat his fill of such things unlike his gluttonous brothers. Not to mention, his keen intellect had often made peers feel lesser to him and that indignation at being obviously inferior had made Prince Yuri more enemies than friends. So, against his will, Prince Yuri could, perhaps, understand Princess Serena in this element despite his suspicions of her.

  The other thing which piqued his interest was Princess Serena having made mention of her being a swordswoman. That very much intrigued Prince Yuri as fencing was one of his hobbies. He would call himself the fiercest and well-versed in the sport amongst his brothers. He was easily the most blood-thirsty of them and Princess Serena had already severely proven such a streak in herself, so he was intrigued. He quirked a brow at her mention of it.

  “Very well then,” Prince Yuri began diplomatically, assuring himself this was okay because it was to be done in the guise of good will and not good will itself, “then let’s put this evening’s past encounter behind us. So, en Garde.”

  “En Garde?” echoed Princess Serena, confused.

  “Yes. I desire to duel you. I believe that will be the easiest way for us to, er, get to know one another. After all, since you’ve voiced your true intentions, you must be interested in making this arranged marriage work.” Prince Yuri said, his voice laced with dulcet, poisonous lies as he had already made his plans to sabotage this ill-fated union.

  Princess Serena smiled. “Very well then, princey-pooh, let’s do this.” she said with her hands on her hips.

  With that, Prince Yuri made the decision to lead Princess Serena away from the drawing room – and her private quarters which were still, hopefully, under reconstruction – and towards somewhere she may be permitted to be rowdy. Princess Serena, not realising this invitation was duplicitous, took it in heart and decided to latch onto Prince Yuri as he led her through the halls. It was strange, but her touch made Prince Yuri feel prickly and warm. He told himself that this was his intuition affirming that her presence was supposed to be a negative thing in his life, even if this feeling made his heart feel light and fluttery. All whilst Gloria and Grace Tyler, the body guards, watched on from a reasonable but protective distance.

  Whilst Prince Yuri took Princess Serena in one direction, his own consorts were far further along in a completely opposite direction. Their endeavour to fulfil Prince Yuri’s request had them dashing and darting from the guest rooms to the linen closets and back again. In the time that they had, which they feared were much, they were more than able to transform the royal guest quarters from ample to beyond luxury and straight into the territory of the gauche and absurd.

  The guest quarters, and there were quite some prepared rooms given that this was a castle, had been luxuriantly decorated for the leisure of their guests. Though, admittedly, guests were few and far between and the young Princess Serena had been their first in some time. And her bedroom which had been prepared had been spruced up to make a good impression upon her as she had come with the intent of becoming a bride, after all. A good impression was necessary, but she hadn’t been shown her room and now that Sora and Dennis were through with all but thrashing it, they had no idea what her impression of it would be.

  Especially now that they had stringently obeyed their instructions. The already opulent room had been plied higher still with mattresses and pillows and silks of every kind. Before, it had been handsome and now it was something else entirely.

  But in Sora and Dennis’ endeavour, they had roused the attentions and suspicions of the other princes; Prince Yuri’s elder brothers. They curious as to what was going on, especially since Sora and Dennis had taken to guarding the entrance to Princess Serena’s guest bedroom, but they were assured that nothing of ill-intent was happening. Though, the three young gentleman all sincerely and severely doubted that but, Dennis and Sora were tough on them. Immoveable, really so Princes Yuya, Yuto, and Yugo were given no choice but to move on when they were unable to get Prince Yuri’s consorts to budge in their duties. They were, however, told that all would be revealed come morning and that was not exactly promising but they had little choice in the matter.

  Meanwhile, on all but arrival, Prince Yuri and Princess Serena locked themselves into games of friendly sparring. Though, friendly might be the wrong word as both heirs were very vicious in their attack upon the other – all supposedly in good nature. Still, it was strangely encouraging to both of them in the progression of their relationship to see how they looked, glistening with sweat, cunning in their eyes, and a rapier in their hands.

  Princess Serena found the matches thrilling. Prince Yuri kept her on her toes and posed a challenge the likes of which she had never encountered before. He was sly and unafraid of playing dirty; something she didn’t want to encourage but it was completely different from the masterful and respectful duels of those in her court. Those who could not risk sullying the match due to their station. Here, in a foreign chamber to duel, Princess Serena was not deprived of such mars. It was exhilarating.

  As for Prince Yuri, he would would deny all such allegations that he was enjoying the matches with Princess Serena and therefore bonding with her which was positive. Despite his more underhanded tactics. Prince Yuri would prefer to believe that he was studying the minx before him for her weaknesses in her swordplay as he was still deludedly convinced that she was some imposter.

  For the most part, Prince Yuri and Princess Serena were evenly matched in talent and in strength. Such realisation was peculiar within the context of their back-and-forth exchanges given that Prince Yuri did not duel honourably, unlike Princess Serena. Still, it stoked a personal fascination between them which soon culminated in a heated moment underpinned by Princess Serena’s sharp actions.

  It was she who prevailed. Prince Yuri would call it luck, but Princess Serena would call it skill. But, somehow, Princess Serena was able to top Prince Yuri and his dirty deeds. It was she who had him at the end of her rapier; not the other way around. And so, Prince Yuri looked up at the girl, a playful snarl on his lips. He was intrigued as he riffled through the memories so quick and formless that it was difficult to discern why he was on his ass at all and why it was she who had the tip of her weapon beneath his chin. So close and so tactful.

  “One point.” she said.

  Her eyes, as they looked down on him, sizing him up, were a sharp and verdant green. They were alluring in their smugness. But Prince Yuri could only click his tongue. His demeanour impressed, but ultimately petulant.

  “Very well,” he huffed with half a shrug, “you have me trounced, for today anyway, darling.”

  “You wag your tongue too much.” Princess Serena replied.

  “Now, would you do me the honour of allowing me to get to my feet?” Prince Yuri asked.

  “Of course.”

  Princess Serena sheathed her rapier and extended her hand. Prince Yuri hesitated but he figured it would be gauche, and therefore detrimental to his ulterior motives, if he slapped her hand away like he so very much desired to. So, his hand slotted into hers and he was surprised by how soft her palms were and how delicate her fingers were. However, any illusions of glamourous, princess-like qualities that Prince Yuri may or may not have suddenly acquired in that moment were ruthlessly dashed. Princess Serena uncouthly yanked Prince Yuri to his feet and sent him stumbling.

  He huffed as he tugged on his jacket, adjusting himself and swatting at dust. He looked over his shoulder and pouted.

  “I think we ought to retire for the night.” he said. He hoped that Dennis and Sora had had sufficient time to improve Princess Serena’s private quarters for the sake of his mother’s inane game.

  “We?” Prince Serena echoed, incredulous as a playfully scandalised look crossed her face. “As in you and me? Together? In one bed?”

  “Wh-What? No. That’s not what I meant, and you know it. Cease putting words in my mouth.” Prince Yuri stammered, completely thrown off-kilter by Princess Serena’s flirtations.

  “I know, Yuri, I’m just teasing. Very well, have me shown to my room.” Princess Serena said.

  Prince Yuri scowled and glowered at her familiarity of him but obliged reluctantly. So, he returned her to the west wing of the castle which was designated for living spaces. And as they walked together, Princess Serena had her consorts, Gloria and Grace, fetch her things from the drawing room so she may change into her pyjamas, as well as use her own pillow which was far more appealing to her than using some strange and foreign pillow.

  Of course, once Princess Serena got to her room, she realised that having to deal with a pillow which simply just ‘wasn’t right’ was going to be the least of her problems. Really, she should have known something was amiss because Dennis and Sora – her betrothed’s consorts – had practically jumped out of their skins upon seeing her and Prince Yuri.

  “We hope the accommodations are too your liking, our lady.” Dennis said with a sweeping hand gesture as he permitted entrance into the room.

 “Is everything good?” whispered Prince Yuri to Sora whilst Princess Serena mystifiedly stumbled into her private quarters.

  “Everything.” Sora snickered.

  “What on the Gods’ green Earth is going on here?” Princess Serena exclaimed.

  She was awed in how baffled she was. Her eyes were wide open as she was forced to confront the very bizarre sleeping conditions expected of her. Never in her life had seen so many mattresses and pillows piled high on a bed. It looked as though they all went up unto the ceiling and as though there was barely any room for her to sleep at all.

  “How am I meant to sleep here?” she asked, hostile.

  “This is a very old custom in my lineage. Every princess must spend one night in the most sublime luxury we can present, or it would bring disgrace to our House. So, please, just for one night, my dear Princess Serena, please put up with it for if you reject it, you reject my hand in marriage. I refuse to court a woman who would not respect such a long-held tradition.” Prince Yuri lied.

  Princess Serena erred and she glanced at the consorts. Sora had his hand clamped over his mouth in restrained glee. The other looked as innocent as the day he was born, flashing her encouraging smiles to validate the truth of the matter. Princess Serena then conferred with her own consorts. Trusting their judgement. Gloria made a cut-throat gesture whereas Grace looked positively over the moon with how novel it was.

  “Very well then, I shall honour this custom. I am many things, including rude but if you so wish then I shall… I shall sleep here.” Princess Serena conceded.

  In smarmy bluster, Prince Yuri rushed her and grabbed her hands. Once again, noting of their softness as he smiled with duplicitous intent. Yet, it was a pretty look on his cattish face regardless.

  “Thank you so very much, my love, now please, sweet dreams. I hope you want for nothing during the night. Enjoy your stay here. I shall see you in the morning, my dear.” Yuri said and in his, mouth as he spoke what were intentioned as lies, he couldn’t help but feel a sweet and fizzy feeling. It was giddy. He almost liked it.

  Princess Serena swallowed. “Very well then, Yuri, I shall see you in the morning. Sweet dreams.”

  Then, to seal the faux sincerity, Prince Yuri pressed a kiss onto Princess Serena’s cheek. Her heart fluttered and his lips tingled. He smiled and then pardoned himself and his own consorts, leaving Princess Serena in the dark with Gloria and Grace.

  Gloria and Grace aided in helping Serena to the mount of her bed. It was a struggle and a half, but Princess Serena was able to get to the final layer and she snuggled in tight. Gloria and Grace bade her good night and Princess Serena was alone. She took a breath and closed her eyes and as she tried to lull herself to sleep, she was racked with the sensation that something was very wrong.

  Meanwhile, Prince Yuri entered his own bedroom and he felt grand. And he felt that way all throughout the night. A beautiful and wondrous slumber because he was utterly certain that come morning, he would be able to oust Princess Serena as some sort of con-artist and he would never have to marry her.

  Though, his sleep was tinged with haunted memories of her sharp eyes and her sharp rapier. He would miss having someone to spar with who was prepared for underhanded tactics and had rather soft hands and a kinship with him regarding lonely childhoods. But, overall, Prince Yuri slept fabulously even if there was a bittersweet element to what he believed was his impending victory.

  Princess Serena was sleeping similarly in her meticulously and heavily laden bed. By all accounts, this was the truest height of luxury as it felt as though her bed consisted of several stories and each layer was soft and fluffy and yet… something was intrinsically wrong. It was uncomfortable. There was something, somewhere, which was causing her inordinate contrary.

  And it wasn’t just the sugar and ice personality of her betrothed. One moment he was being awful to her and the next, it felt like they were making genuine strides in their potential relationship. Princess Serena could hardly believe that she had found herself enamoured with such a peculiar young man. But alas, she had though she may not want to admit it forthright.

  Still, the hours bore on and soon, in came the morning sun and Prince Yuri could not have been more thrilled. He had not felt so refreshed. He couldn’t wait to have this fraudulent princess exiled from his kingdom, and more importantly, from his heart which was beginning to waver from its initial ambitions. The morning sun was sweet but the thought of victory sweeter. Even when tinged with the bitter of not having the chance to continue duelling with her or continue admiring her more splendid qualities.

  With a mixed expression, Prince Yuri drew close to Princess Serena’s chambers and he was not the only one. His consorts, her consorts, his brothers, and his mother had all drawn in close. They all wanted the culmination of all the strange on-goings and schemes which unfolded.

  Thus, Princess Serena was permitted to descend from her bed. Something that Prince Yuri’s elder brothers were shocked to learn the decadent existence of. Their mother, Queen Yoko, looked confidently pleased with herself. She should have known her cunning fourth son would put in place a countermeasure, but she knew the match to be true tinder, so she allowed it.

  And it was her voice which crooned through Princess Serena’s private quarters: “Good morning, my soon to be daughter-in-law, how slept you?”

   Princess Serena’s hair was a shock of indigo and her eyes had lost their verdant, green gloss. She was pale with purple bags under her eyes. She looked more haggard than redolent. She sighed.

  “I slept awful…” she admitted.

  Prince Yuri stiffened. “Awful? You say?” He was nervous. Fidgety.

  “Yes. Awful. Horrid. Terrible. All through the night… It felt like something was digging into my bloody back.” Princess Serena said.

  “Oh Serena,” chided Gloria, “no need for such language.”

  “Oh yes there is Gloria!” Princess Serena argued. “I have never heard of such an insane custom and I slept awful! It – It was like something was underneath all those mattresses and it tortured me through the night.”

  “And what sort of something might that be?” Queen Yoko asked as she glanced between Dennis and Sora.

  Princess Serena scowled. “I dunno… a pea?” she murmured.

  “Close. A pea-nut.” Prince Yuri corrected her.

  “A peanut?” Princess Serena echoed.

  Prince Yuri huffed and he stepped forward. For the third time, he clasped the girl’s soft hands. He looked stridently into her eyes. He took a breath.

  “I must confess,” he began, “I lied. There is no such custom.”

  “I knew it!” Princess Serena exclaimed.

  “But I was convinced by my conniving mother to give you a try. I was concerned you were not ladylike enough for my heart, but I realise now that there are for more interesting things about you than your manners. Such as your swordsmanship and your abrasion. I was… unwilling at first, but truly, you may have my heart, dear and sweet Serena.”

  Princess Serena’s heart pounded. She blinked; eyelashes, and her heart, were sent a-fluttering. She smiled.

  “Thank you, Yuri.” Princess Serena said and for the first time, Prince Yuri let his heart sing with girlish praise over her lack of manners and her overt familiarity.

  “I would be honoured if I could take you as my bride as I see you are not a fraudulent princess or some hellion girl. Well, I mean you are, but I’ve decided I would prefer a shrew to some perfect doll. I would prefer you a thousand times over any other woman that the soothsayer might be able to match me.” Prince Yuri continued.

  “Hey, calling me a shrew was uncalled for, but very well. I accept. And I would be honoured if I could take you as my groom.” Princess Serena replied.

  “Aw! I love a happy ending.” Grace cooed, only to have her sister elbow her.

  But she wasn’t the only one. The rest of the court were similarly pleased by the fact that Prince Yuri and Princess Serena could begin a union which would signify a happily ever after for them both.

[thunderingwaterwitch]

Life Update #3: 7/01/2019

So, I'm beginning to rethink a lot of things in my life like NOT having a phone until I get a job to pay for my own minutes, what kind of job I'd get, all that adulting stuff. But, besides all that, in a couple weeks, I'll be off with my beloved boyfriend for our three year dating anniversary. We're hoping to get married one day. Now, some details about the boyfriend:

He's a fanfiction writer for Yu-Gi-Oh, Skyrim, and a bit of Into the Spiderverse

He's a Scorpio sun, Virgo moon, and Aquarius rising

My Mom calls him her son-in-law (even if we're not married yet)

He's a HUGE sweetheart

His fandoms include Doctor Who, MLP (though not as much), Skyrim, and Blizzard Entertainment

My favorite thing about him is that he's always trying to be a better boyfriend, even though he's already the perfect boyfriend for me

He has a degree in 2D Studio Art and a minor in photography (just like his old man)

He was raised Catholic as a child, but doesn't follow religion all that much

He looks like an Italian version of David Tennant from Doctor Who

With all that out of the way, if you have any questions about my boyfriend or anything at all, drop an ask and I'll answer it.

Namaste darlings

[xumoonhao]

top 5 songs in your head rn

gi my beloved and darling mutual 💋

5. moanin' by art blakey and the jazz messengers…beloved beloved favourite jazz song in the world of all time 💖💖💖 4. starlight by dreamcatcher which might actually be the most Beautiful kpop song to come out ever omg…i cry listening to it 3. last sequence by wjsn (my girlies <3) 2. pop by nayeon and gi i think i remember you saying you didnt like but its so summery and fun and this is coming from someone who isnt a fan of twice at all <3 pop sound of the summer?? maybe………. 1. cheers by svt leader line <<<333 they brought back their diss track and put it in an actual album everybody say thank you svt leader line!!!

[guidingthulite]

Boku No Hero Academia Yugioh Inazuma eleven Inazuma eleven go Inazuma eleven ares ˚✧₊⁎( ˘ω˘ )⁎⁺˳✧༚

Thanks~! And sorry about the delay

BNHA:

Honestly, I only watched like, 5 eps and watched it unfold from afar, so…

❤ male: Midoriya! I liked him even before starting, he’s so cute ❤ female: Tsuyu! I never actually got to meet her, but I have a friend who really likes her, so I grew to really like her as well!✖ least favorite: I don’t really have any…✔ who resembles me: Midoriya is sort of really relatable sometimes, but I don’t think he resembles me that much.❤ most attractive: URARAKA IS SUCH A BEAUTY HONESTLY❤ three more characters that i like: Iida, SERO, i have no idea what he does or how he is but I love him already, Kirishima.

I never watched Yu-Gi-Oh, all I know is that it has something to do with Minamisawa’s eyes (???

Inazuma Eleven:

❤ male: Tachimukai!!! Such a cutie, I liked him since he was little, you go darling!!!❤ female: AKI!!! She’s always been my fav manager, she deserves all of the happiness ✖ least favorite: I don’t really like Hiroto’s dad, that’s something at least.✔ who resembles me: I have no idea, honestly, when it comes to saying who resembles me I have no idea most of the time.❤ most attractive: FUBUKI’S A CUTIE❤ three more characters that i like: Tsunami, Toramaru, Tobitaka

Inazuma Eleven Go: 

❤ male: I’ll never get tired of saying how much I love Hamano ❤ female: Aoi! I loved her development in Galaxy, she had so much potential and I’m glad it finally paid off!✖ least favorite: M i n a m i s a w a. Sometimes I wish I could like him but I can’t really get into him >:T✔ who resembles me: Alma Rose says I’m like Hikaru so if that means I’m a baby penguin then I’ll embrace it! >:0❤ most attractive: I had to stop to think because clearly if you ask me the cutest ones are my beloved trio but my favorite character to draw is Manabe!❤ three more characters that i like: Minaho, Hayami, Kurama!

Inazuma Eleven Ares:

❤ male: Hiyori! He’s been my fave since the very beginning, I smile everytime he’s onscreen ❤ female: Ootani! I’m so glad they gave her a bigger role in Ares, she deserved it!✖ least favorite: I don’t really like Nosaka… ✔ who resembles me: I have no idea, but speaking of resemblances, am I the only one who thinks that Asuto’s mom looks like the female trainer on Sun/Moon?❤ most attractive: NORIKA, she’s so adorable ;-;❤ three more characters that i like: Asuto, Nae, Anna. a honorable mention to Oukiri. I had faith in you. And you got 0 development. Rip.

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

you got a tattoo ??? what’s your tattoo that’s so exciting !!!!!

I did!!! It wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be but I did pass out in the beginning because of my nerves lol 😅 but here’s what I got!!

i love it sm and it was done by a Mexican artist which means a lot to me since I got it for my culture and abuela who I never got to meet because she passed away so definitely a good first time!!

[thecollectionsof]

Crystal time!!! https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRwtCyqp/

Gi, my darling angel beloved, I hope you’re having a lovely day and are so good and the weather is perfect for you <333

hello my wonderful beautiful beloved 💍💍 you’re incredible and i love you !!!!! have i screamed my love for this crystal look from the heavens yet because i love it so much :) it uses so many components from other looks she’s done and i’m obsessed with it :)

also the tiktok verification to make sure i want a robot was a fluffy cow which is so perfect for a video you sent me <3

i had an AMAZING day and the weather was so nice !!! and i only got a very little bit sunburnt (sat in the sun for a half hour and forgot sunscreen. being a ginger is a curse sometimes)

i hope you had a great day i’m sending you all of the love and good vibes in the world because you deserve them :) mwah

[gggoode]

hi hello darling loml wonderful beautiful amazing person who i adore (that one got away from me but it’s true and it works so we’ll keep it) i hope your day's going well <3 it's question time!!! what are your current top three apps in terms of screen time? what are your current top three apps in terms of preference? do these line up? why/why not? how do you engage with these apps, and is there anything about how you engage with them that you would like to change?

hello beloved sweet darling precioso gi :) I have had a day off work and I have done some cleaning :)

my top is Instagram by FAR, followed by duolingo, then google docs because my laptop keyboard has so many broken buttons and I’ve taken to writing on my phone :)

I don’t really have many apps on my phone because all my storage is taken up by my many many photos, so those are probably my top 3 by default??

The only thing I would change is that I want to stop opening Instagram and just mindlessly scrolling when I’m bored, my worst habit is opening it then closing it then opening it again immediately which is very stupid and unproductive :) but even if I stopped doing that I think it would be my most used bc I use it to talk to my besties and kind of for work stuff !

my love for having thousands of photos on my phone stops me from being too awful though x

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

hi beloved nattie 💍💍 can you do 20 for… any ship you’d like today please, i can’t choose :p

hi gi my beloved 💍💍 of course doll

20. Gently rubbing back then kissing their shoulder

Jackie enjoyed the solace of her apartment. She had her own place to relax and recharge after whatever the hell life decided to throw at her. Many days she would be curled on the couch, wrapped in warmth and watching the sun rise and fall.

But now it wasn’t just her solace, her space anymore. It was shared with another person. Someone she’d grown to care and adore.

Yes, it was a long and aggravating adjustment to have someone else in her space, leading to many silent treatments and petty standstills about stray cups and unfolded towels. She could never forget the near screaming match Jan an her had got into when she turned off the music in right before the final notes of ‘Defying Gravity’.

Somehow, someway, she’d grown to love the singing in the shower as she woke up every morning. The second set of keys hanging off the wall with a purple J keychain hanging next to the her car keys.

She’d grown comfortable coming home and immediately getting hugged and pestered about her day. Accustomed to the sweet scent of strawberry and lavender from the blonde woman she called hers. She’d even admit that she looked forward to seeing the disheveled pile of bags by the front door she would end up tripping over when she walked in. It was all hers and she would give anything to experience that every day for the rest of her life.

She was sitting on the couch, same blanket and book in her hands as she always had. Nestled perfectly against the back of the couch as the evening lull settled into the home. She could hear rummaging in the kitchen and light footsteps and she smiled as she turned the page.

She felt a hand come to her shoulder and rub gently. Back and forth between her shoulder blades and grazing over her neck. As if on instinct, she leaned back into the warm touch and sighed, sagging and letting loose whatever she’d carried through out the day.

“Jackie? Baby?”

“Hm?”

“I was asking what you wanted for dinner.”

“Isn’t it my night today?”

“I want to. Besides, you had that meeting today and I know you’re exhausted.”

She was. She felt a familiar warmth spread through her chest. She always knew how she was feeling and what to do. Gently lacing their fingers together, a warm cup of tea on the bedside table, an easy smile that tells her she’s doing everything right and it’ll all work out. Jan took the parts of Jackie and gathered them, holding each piece tenderly and cherishing it as if it were shards of diamond. 

She tilted her head up and looked at those beautiful brown eyes she could stare at for hours. “You know I’ll eat whatever you make, honey. Anything you make will be perfect.” 

Just like you.

Though it didn’t leave her lips she could see Jan’s smile deepen as though she heard it. She leaned down, a curtain of blonde hair falling to the side of Jackie’s head, blocking out the light but not darkening. Sweet lips kissed her shoulder and that same tingle zipped through her like the first time she held Jan’s hand.

“Pasta it is. I’ll be done in an hour.”

“Alright. Call me over to help when you need it.” The hand let her shoulder after a squeeze and the curtain raised, strokes of sunlight falling onto the page she’d left off on.

“I will.” Footsteps went back towards the kitchen followed by quiet humming. Jackie smiled and looked over her shoulder and smiled at the kitchen. She enjoyed her solace and time to herself but she couldn’t deny that she loved the little moments just a bit more, enough to have that little box sitting in her drawer. She turned back to her book and returned to reading, not alone now and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

hi love 💍💍 what’s your idea for camillow?

hi darling 💍💍

so we can blame @sweetestberryofthebunch for this idea but im thinking a little sugar baby au with cam just having fun and you know she just happens to catch this lovely big shot performer willow's eyes when she's out at the club and they come to find they have a certain spark together

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

nattie nattie native !!! :D could you do 50, 75, 93, and a gurt update (if you want) please ? <3

gi gi gi!! missed you so much <3 and yes yes of course i will!

50. what was the last text you sent?

the last message I sent you was to my sister and it was “that was so painfully millennial avocado roast just asked for a manager” and that was in response to her sending me the video of Colleen Ballinger ukelele apology

75. are you going to change your last name when you get married?

ooo tough question. i am of the belief that the last name that gets taken should be the cooler last name because ew we don’t fuck with gender norms. my last name is kinda cool so maybe id keep it but however if i was with someone who had a more Hispanic sounding last name i probably would because (about to get sad so warning) then i wouldn’t feel like i constantly have to prove my ethnicity to everyone every day and stuff like that. but to give an answer, no unless certain circumstances.

93. last thing i ate?

i just had dinner so this is a good time to answer!! my mom made enchiladas verdes which are so so so good oml i love my moms food. im trying to eat all of her food that I can before im stuck at uni with nasty ass food. heres a picture to better visualize it.

Gurt update!!

the gurts are all camping out a chilling, living their best summer lives. I’m thinking of making another gurt but I can’t decide what of and Gogurt has decided he’s a little model and stole my grad cap (looks better on him anyways) maybe I’ll put out a poll of what gurt I should make next 👀👀👀👀 tbd

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

this is us (i love you) !!!!! <3

oml no wait, THIS is us (i love you more!!!) 😘😘