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Will the moon some day seem all white with pain, The streams that I have loved made up of tears? Beloved, take me to your heart again, And stop with kisses all these haunting fears (Excerpt of ‘Undine; a poem’, by Antoinnete de Coursey Patterson)

If you haven’t already, please check out @evermoriver‘s Ondine au! Her art is so pretty I die every time she finishes something new (pls eve teach me how to draw water) 

#Georgi Queue-Povich

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Sigh.

Georgi picks up his basket, watching him leave with longing eyes. He can't do this. Viktor is right. He needs to get himself in check. After a quick wipe of his eyes, he goes off to the market to calm down, to gather his items before going off to his home.

((Fantasy au with @georgipopovich-voiceblog our boys are elves, ones a hooker and one's a Prince. I'm sure you can see where that goes))

Marriage was the furthest from Prince Yuuri's mind for the majority of his life, as the youngest child he probably wouldn't succeed his sister as her family would take over the ruling of the kingdom. With his support of course, but there was nothing he could do.

Then Mari turned his world upside down and announced that Yuuri was her heir, and she would never marry or have children. Suddenly their parents were panicking, trying to find him a bride before Yuuri could make the same decision. Yuuko was a good friend of his, they'd grown up together, but they didn't love each other. Not the way his parents did. Not the way everyone wanted them to. But it was for the best. He had to do his duty.

"Peach, I can't believe this is happening to me." He sighed one evening, unclipped his ear cuffs and setting them on his dresser. "I like Yuuko, she's great, but...I never wanted to marry her! I feel like the gods are against me..."

He sat down on his bed and began to pull his hair into one long braid.

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Well... partially. After being berated for four days about being queer, Xi had been about fed up with being called an 'unnatural' teenager. He was about sick of it. But some was for his partner.

"Of course, you deserve to be protected and stood up for."

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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Georgi didn't want to pick up and go. He has to rush his shopping to get back to the brothel today, knowing they will question why he was gone all day without getting anything.

He stands up, leaning in and kissing his lips.

"....Thank you, my pet. You're wonderful to me."

((Fantasy au with @georgipopovich-voiceblog our boys are elves, ones a hooker and one's a Prince. I'm sure you can see where that goes))

Marriage was the furthest from Prince Yuuri's mind for the majority of his life, as the youngest child he probably wouldn't succeed his sister as her family would take over the ruling of the kingdom. With his support of course, but there was nothing he could do.

Then Mari turned his world upside down and announced that Yuuri was her heir, and she would never marry or have children. Suddenly their parents were panicking, trying to find him a bride before Yuuri could make the same decision. Yuuko was a good friend of his, they'd grown up together, but they didn't love each other. Not the way his parents did. Not the way everyone wanted them to. But it was for the best. He had to do his duty.

"Peach, I can't believe this is happening to me." He sighed one evening, unclipped his ear cuffs and setting them on his dresser. "I like Yuuko, she's great, but...I never wanted to marry her! I feel like the gods are against me..."

He sat down on his bed and began to pull his hair into one long braid.

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"...I.... um..." He bites the inside of his cheek as he thinks about it. ".....It was..... just some comments my dad's been making. He's been getting worse with the whole......queer relationship stuff. Ever since he tried to break us up, he just..... went all in. All day, it's all he talks about."

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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That little kiss seems to sooth the rising anxiety in his knee, and then each one that came after the knee began to heat his core. "I-I.....I'm glad we're doing this, I've been thinking about it for a while." Georgi admits, even if it's a bit tender for this mood. His hands move from his inner thighs to allow Viktor access, and he reaches one down to stroke his cheek. "I'm.... so glad I can do this with you."

Viktor walked into their shared bathroom, admiring the view of his mate relaxing in the tub for a few moments. “The kids went down with no issues…. zandra was tuckered out from the park today. So… we should have plenty of private time tonight.” He moved behind his mate, and began to gently massage his shoulders. “How are you feeling, darling?” - vkusno-viktor

The bravado he had mentioned earlier was followed quickly by a rush of trying to get everything ready as fast as he could, until he remembered that Viktor wanted him relaxed. He went from trying to fill the tub up at the speed of light, to actually soaking a bit. It did wonders for his nerves.

Rose water and jasmine were his pick of the water's fragrances tonight. As he heard the door crack, he thought his heart might race... but his mate looks so gently to him. How could he be nervous?

Viktor was going to take care of him.

"I'm feeling really lovely, actually... I'm... dare I say... kind of excited."

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"Not anymore. Not after he made you and your family feel like that. All these years, I've thought he did things for my own good, but even with knowing the risks of taking us away from each other.... he wasn't doing what was healthy for anyone. He just wanted to control everything." Xi sighs, reaching up to touch the clean gauze that sat on his mark. "My dad loves me, but he is no longer doing things because it's good for me. He's on a one way street to me never talking to him again.... I just need to make sure I can afford my medical bills, and then I'm hightailing it as soon as I can."

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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Georgi gulps softly, looking to his lips again. They've kissed a thousand times, they've touched each other seemingly on every part of their bodies... but this, just sitting with him with their heads together felt so intimate.

".....Yuu....... I don't want to hurt you.." He mutters. "I'm not free for the taking... I'm.... I'm a prostitute, I'm....not going to be free for years to come.... I can't rightfully ask you to keep putting this energy on me if it's going to break your heart...."

((Fantasy au with @georgipopovich-voiceblog our boys are elves, ones a hooker and one's a Prince. I'm sure you can see where that goes))

Marriage was the furthest from Prince Yuuri's mind for the majority of his life, as the youngest child he probably wouldn't succeed his sister as her family would take over the ruling of the kingdom. With his support of course, but there was nothing he could do.

Then Mari turned his world upside down and announced that Yuuri was her heir, and she would never marry or have children. Suddenly their parents were panicking, trying to find him a bride before Yuuri could make the same decision. Yuuko was a good friend of his, they'd grown up together, but they didn't love each other. Not the way his parents did. Not the way everyone wanted them to. But it was for the best. He had to do his duty.

"Peach, I can't believe this is happening to me." He sighed one evening, unclipped his ear cuffs and setting them on his dresser. "I like Yuuko, she's great, but...I never wanted to marry her! I feel like the gods are against me..."

He sat down on his bed and began to pull his hair into one long braid.

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Obediently, Georgi's thighs part for him, pale as porcelain and smooth from the luxurious bath he had sat in for an hour. He removes his hands from his husband and settles them on his inner thighs, as though the frame and present himself to Viktor while his flustered expression grows redder with each second.

"I-I hope you like it...I hope you like all the oils I used....A-And......" And what? He's stammering, he just wants his lover to touch him.

Viktor walked into their shared bathroom, admiring the view of his mate relaxing in the tub for a few moments. “The kids went down with no issues…. zandra was tuckered out from the park today. So… we should have plenty of private time tonight.” He moved behind his mate, and began to gently massage his shoulders. “How are you feeling, darling?” - vkusno-viktor

The bravado he had mentioned earlier was followed quickly by a rush of trying to get everything ready as fast as he could, until he remembered that Viktor wanted him relaxed. He went from trying to fill the tub up at the speed of light, to actually soaking a bit. It did wonders for his nerves.

Rose water and jasmine were his pick of the water's fragrances tonight. As he heard the door crack, he thought his heart might race... but his mate looks so gently to him. How could he be nervous?

Viktor was going to take care of him.

"I'm feeling really lovely, actually... I'm... dare I say... kind of excited."

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"I think that's a great idea." Georgi uses his foot to scoot the chair a bit closer, and he sits down beside him. "I'll wash everything so you can nest without any worries, and then we'll stock up the mini fridge before taking you home, so you can have everything within arm's reach."

Lights, Camera, Omega

The sun poured into the room upon the blankets, legs tangled up with such lovely white ones that were artistically placed beside him, his hand fell to the side of a gorgeous face as he looks down to him. Viktor, holding him close, arm scooped under his back as he speaks.

“I don’t think you realize….” Purrs Georgi’s lips, “How much trouble we’re going to be in with your parents….. How will they ever find it in them to accept me…? To be your lover?”

“CUT.” Calls the director.

GROAN. “I got the line right, what’s wrong THIS time?” Georgi calls from the false bed in the studio.

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She finally turns to him, slowly taking each glove off with a snap. "What I mean is.... there are no ways to determine whether or not a contraction is a false one or a real one. The body gives us real contractions even if birth is not imminent, and the only way to truly find out if it's real labor is with time."

Georgi gulps, dipping his head back and covering his face with his free hand. "Are you.... Are you serious...?"

"You can certainly wait here in the waiting room, if you need to..." She says. "But most people will prefer to wait it out at home. I give people the indicators of water breaking, contractions getting to be under six minutes consistently for over an hour... or for the whole ordeal of contractions to continue past four hours."

Credit where it’s Due

“SHIT.” THUMP. That’s the fourth time he’s dropped something on his way to class, and it wasn’t going to make Georgi any less late than he was now. This time, it was his mound of books. Another semester under his scholarship, another caseload of homework that could kill a man. It didn’t help that it was Monday again. His busiest day, and yet, also his favorite. He gets to work beside his best friend in the famous Lilia Baronovskaya class, the single one she does per semester, where only a select few students get in. However, this semester, the pair got to work as her assistants.

Well… he will, if he isn’t late. Finally, he stumbles through the door, with his busted backpack zipper coming right back down after he stuffs that same dropped book inside of it. One or two papers fly behind him, but, it’s fine. So long as it’s not homework, he’s fine. Just fine. 

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Xi instantly changes his tone, a spite in it now. “Well, well he can go fuck himself and jump in a hole while he’s at it.” Hmph. “…. Tomo and Ashido helped me, I told him I was going to the library.”

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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He sighs into the kiss again, finding his heart doing that little skip once again. “….. truly?” He asks quietly. “…. My heart keeps fluttering with you, and I know it’s not supposed to… but it is, and I can’t find myself wanting it to stop.”

((Fantasy au with @georgipopovich-voiceblog our boys are elves, ones a hooker and one's a Prince. I'm sure you can see where that goes))

Marriage was the furthest from Prince Yuuri's mind for the majority of his life, as the youngest child he probably wouldn't succeed his sister as her family would take over the ruling of the kingdom. With his support of course, but there was nothing he could do.

Then Mari turned his world upside down and announced that Yuuri was her heir, and she would never marry or have children. Suddenly their parents were panicking, trying to find him a bride before Yuuri could make the same decision. Yuuko was a good friend of his, they'd grown up together, but they didn't love each other. Not the way his parents did. Not the way everyone wanted them to. But it was for the best. He had to do his duty.

"Peach, I can't believe this is happening to me." He sighed one evening, unclipped his ear cuffs and setting them on his dresser. "I like Yuuko, she's great, but...I never wanted to marry her! I feel like the gods are against me..."

He sat down on his bed and began to pull his hair into one long braid.

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“I know…. I just worry. You’re only a few hours out of surgery. I know your maternal senses must be going mad, and I… well. My mother hen is coming out.” He discloses, knowing he could pull back.

Lights, Camera, Omega

The sun poured into the room upon the blankets, legs tangled up with such lovely white ones that were artistically placed beside him, his hand fell to the side of a gorgeous face as he looks down to him. Viktor, holding him close, arm scooped under his back as he speaks.

“I don’t think you realize….” Purrs Georgi’s lips, “How much trouble we’re going to be in with your parents….. How will they ever find it in them to accept me…? To be your lover?”

“CUT.” Calls the director.

GROAN. “I got the line right, what’s wrong THIS time?” Georgi calls from the false bed in the studio.

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He was spoiled rotten when it came to touch. As each digit found its way down his body, he closes his eyes specifically to savor it. The mouth, on the other hand, pulled a full bodied moan from him, his face lighting up in a rosy tint.

“A-Ah….. s-still …. Mmnphnnn… still good… still…. Your tongue is so warm…”

Viktor walked into their shared bathroom, admiring the view of his mate relaxing in the tub for a few moments. “The kids went down with no issues…. zandra was tuckered out from the park today. So… we should have plenty of private time tonight.” He moved behind his mate, and began to gently massage his shoulders. “How are you feeling, darling?” - vkusno-viktor

The bravado he had mentioned earlier was followed quickly by a rush of trying to get everything ready as fast as he could, until he remembered that Viktor wanted him relaxed. He went from trying to fill the tub up at the speed of light, to actually soaking a bit. It did wonders for his nerves.

Rose water and jasmine were his pick of the water's fragrances tonight. As he heard the door crack, he thought his heart might race... but his mate looks so gently to him. How could he be nervous?

Viktor was going to take care of him.

"I'm feeling really lovely, actually... I'm... dare I say... kind of excited."

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“…. Y…. Yeah.” He admits, hesitating at first. “It was a bit infected. But not too badly… my body just doesn’t handle infections well.” He explains as he passes over a few items. “It could have been worse, so I’m grateful it wasn’t.”

Coming to St Petersburgh had been difficult, but the longer Yuuri was there the more he got used to the language as well as everything else. He still struggled with some of the more complex words, but his coach said he was doing much better than when he’d first came.

One morning during his practice, the Japanese skater was working on some figures, making sure he was still skating cleanly despite a couple of days off after fluffing a landing. He noticed off to the side that his coach was looking a little nervous.

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"Oh!" He smiles, a joy filling him he hadn't been aware was pending. "Oh, Yuu, that's incredible news.... I hope I get to continue seeing you, or at least, be your penpal. I just.... really enjoy being beside you." He smiles, tilting his head. "If... that's not too forward..."

((Fantasy au with @georgipopovich-voiceblog our boys are elves, ones a hooker and one's a Prince. I'm sure you can see where that goes))

Marriage was the furthest from Prince Yuuri's mind for the majority of his life, as the youngest child he probably wouldn't succeed his sister as her family would take over the ruling of the kingdom. With his support of course, but there was nothing he could do.

Then Mari turned his world upside down and announced that Yuuri was her heir, and she would never marry or have children. Suddenly their parents were panicking, trying to find him a bride before Yuuri could make the same decision. Yuuko was a good friend of his, they'd grown up together, but they didn't love each other. Not the way his parents did. Not the way everyone wanted them to. But it was for the best. He had to do his duty.

"Peach, I can't believe this is happening to me." He sighed one evening, unclipped his ear cuffs and setting them on his dresser. "I like Yuuko, she's great, but...I never wanted to marry her! I feel like the gods are against me..."

He sat down on his bed and began to pull his hair into one long braid.