Six Sentence Sunday

Six Sentence Sunday

This Edition is in honor of Yuri's Birthday Bash!

I have a fic that is currently in the works, but today is the last day of the fandom event, so I am going to post a six sentence Sunday of what I'm working on since I'll be posting my fic late and I have other works to start going into SeeMoreSeymour'sWeek.

With no additional prompting, Viktor shoved his phone in Otabek’s face and scrolled through, showing him several photos of a sleeping Yuri cuddled up next to Makkachin in the center of a large bed. “He’s so peaceful.” Viktor acted as if he were speaking about a small child.

“Honey, give Otabek a moment. Let him sit down first and have something to drink,” Katsuki insisted, putting his arm around Viktor’s shoulders, and guiding him toward the kitchen.  “Could we offer you anything to drink?”

“Coffee, if its not too much trouble,” Otabek said.

“No trouble,” Katsuki said, giving a small smile, trying to hide the troubled expression on his face.

slightly less than six sentence sunday <3

“Are you scared of dying?”

“Come on now, Bobby. You know me,” Lily smiled at him micheviously. “I’m not scared of anything.”

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I wanted to know, so I know how many I'm going to sell

See More Seymour's Week - Day 1

I was gonna draw him ribbon dancing but then I was like "what if I drew him in the Bleach Boys band" but then I was like "what if I drew another president & coup joke" but then I was like-

Long story short he's still the school janitor, he's still a weird elderly man and I love him so damn much.

@seemoreseymoursbay

10 children a day lose their limbs in Gaza. All hospitals in Gaza are basically barely functioning and the amputations are done in unsanitary conditions and without anesthesia

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