Peter When His Dads Charles And Erik Show Up To Rescue Him From His Sister From Another Universe: I'm

If We Were Villains Fifth Edition Spoilers!

Totally forgot to post about this when I got it but OH MY GODDDDDD!! I LOVE ITTTTTT!

Also, look at James. Look at this man. I can’t even. I’m in love.

take my hand (take my whole life too)

pairing: ivan/fedyor word count: 500+ a/n: prompt taken from this prompt list, feel free to send me one! the prompt was: “If you tell me to calm down one more time, I’m going to very calmly feed you your own intestines.” and for some reason my brain immediately went WEDDING NERVES. i hope you enjoy!!

“You’re fine,” Zoya says, watching as Ivan paces the length of the small dressing room they’re currently holed up in.

Ivan glares at her, and resolutely continues pacing. “You don’t know that. What if I stumble? What if someone accidentally sets the cake on fire? What if he says no?”

Zoya rolls her eyes, and inspects her freshly manicured nails. “He’s not going to say no, he’s the one who proposed to you in the first place, you idiot.” Ivan opens his mouth to protest, but Zoya holds up one of her fingers. “And no, I’m pretty sure he has not changed his mind in the meantime. Just calm down, please.”

Ivan glares at her more intensely. “If you tell me to calm down one more time, I’m going to very calmly feed you your own intestines.”

“Fun,” Zoya deadpans, and hops off the dresser she had been sitting on. “But I’m serious Ivan. He loves the ever loving shit out of you, for some reason I will never be able to grasp. He’s not going to say no, you’re not going to stumble, and I’ll personally make sure no one is setting the cake on fire.”

“Who’s setting the cake on fire?” A voice from the doorway asks. Ivan knows who it is before he even turns around, smiling as he comes face to face with his soon to be husband.

“I thought it was bad luck to see the groom before the ceremony?” he asks, though he can’t help but smile softly in Fedyor’s directions.

Fedyor shrugs, a little bashful. “I could hear your heartbeat spiking. I was worried.”

“Ivan’s just being a bit of an idiot,” Zoya says. And then, sensing the need for privacy, she adds, “anyway, I have been tasked with making sure no one sets the damned cake on fire, so let me just… Deal with that or whatever.” And flounces out of the room.

“Is that why your heartbeat was all over the place? The cake? Because I just walked past it and it looks amazing,” Fedyor says, stepping closer to his fiancé.

Ivan shakes it head. “No, I was just. Worried, I guess. Scared something was going to go wrong today.”

Fedyor smiles softly. “Honestly, Ivan, even if everything went wrong, and Volcra attacked this place right now, I wouldn’t even care. All I care about is you, and the fact that you are about to be my husband. The rest is all background noise.”

Ivan reaches forward and lightly touches Fedyor’s cheek. He can hear Fedyor’s heart beating steadily in his chest, and he doesn’t think he’s ever heard a more beautiful sound. “You always know exactly the right thing to say.”

Fedyor shrugs, “I try.” He leans forward then, softly touching his lips to Ivan. It’s barely a kiss, but it’s a clear promise for more, later. “Now, are you ready to knock everyone off their socks with how ridiculously good looking you are?”

Ivan laughs. “I think that’s your job, actually.”

Fedyor grins at him, slips his hand into Ivan’s, and gently drags him towards the door. Towards their waiting guests, towards food and drinks and laughter, towards their future.

–

(No one ends up setting the cake on fire. One of the Inferni does end up drunkenly setting one of the flower arrangements on fire towards the end of the night, but at that point Ivan is too drunk on champagne and happiness and Fedyor to really care about it much.)

Wait what? We were supposed to get dadneto in apocalypse!? WHAT

YES WE WERE, EVAN CONFIRMED IT

INTERVIEWER: Your character has some sort of objective that he, you think he's gonna carry it through but he doesn't quite get to do it, he chooses not do, so were you surprised by that choice?

Evan: Yeah. Yeah, initially we had him doing it and then Singer thought 'what the hell, I wouldn't do that' and I thought, you know, I guess it certainly makes him more enigmatic and I thought it was an interesting choice and you know, it's, you kind of, you look around and you're like, 'Jesus, like, this guy is a mess, do I really want him to know that I'm his son?', like I don't know, so I think he's saving it for later when maybe things calm down and he could decide whether or not Erik is a good guy or bad guy and whether he wants him to know and have him in his life as his father. I think he's s sort of waiting around for that, which is unfortunate because it would be nice to have a father, you know, especially one who can control metal

“’…In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.’ For a moment, I forgot which line of mine followed. We stared at each other, and the crowd faded around us into indistinct shadow and set dressing. With a jolt I remembered my words, but not quite the right ones. ‘Be ruled by me,’ I said, a few lines too soon. 'Forget to think of her.’”

— If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio (ACT III, Scene 18)

full video of esteban congratulating fernando<3

sewis and a few of my favorite moments of their shared career

1. “don’t let off, i need you fighting with me next year.” “i promise.” 2. “what was the turning point in your relationship with lewis? “maybe baku 2017.” 3. “he drove a nice race, put me under a lot of pressure and i really enjoyed that. we share great respect amongst each other.” 4. “we’re witnessing you making history.” 5. “lewis is the greatest of our era.” 

the facts that there's still not a reunion fic on isildur and elendil is making me mad af

My favourite dynamic 🥰

the best thing i’ve ever seen on screaming meals