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College!AU Seungkwan
  • major: journalism 
  • minor: vocal performance 
  • sports: was on the table tennis team until their funding was cut 
  • clubs: campus journal - he critics music albums and reports on student activities (sports, musicians, events)
  • seungkwan is pretty well known on campus because he’s interviewed just about e v e r y o n e
  • anyone who heads a team or a club or organized a fundraiser/bake sale whatever like seungkwan has emailed them to talk about their activities 
  • and like his enthusiasm isn’t matched by anyone else in the major, like seungkwan will do the most to get a story and he’s never shy of approaching people or getting them to share what they know and like he’s a complete PERFECTIONIST when it comes to reporting because not a single thing can be a lie, he has to report exactly what he knows
  • and sometimes this can get on people’s nerves and people always whisper behind his back about his over-the-top nature but seungkwan could literally care less
  • sometimes seungcheol or hoshi will hear someone say something and they’ll be like “cheer up seungkwan, they’re just being assholes!” and seungkwan, whose eating with one hand and taking notes from one of his interviews with the other is just like “hmm? they said something? i didn’t even have time to hear them.”
  • and like his true passion is writing musical critique because aside from being a journalist, he’s also a practiced singer and even minors in vocal performance 
  • and every time the journal comes out the music section is the longest because seungkwan is passionate and yes he totally reviewed vernon’s secret mixtape and that one cover song jeonghan put up on his soundcloud and when both people found out their names were in the journal they were like sEUNGKWA N and he was just like 
  • “listen i gave you pretty decent scores, you should have seen how i tore about this other album-” and they’re like oh my god
  • and seungkwan has sent in a couple formal pieces to local magazines and things like that and he’s really hoping for an internship soon because just writing for the campus journal isn’t too big of a deal
  • especially considering the fact that almost every time someone joins the journal - they like drop it a semester in because the work that you actually have to put in is a L O T
  • the editor in chief also is like seungkwan maybe you shouldn’t,,,,be so hard on the newcomers you kinda scare them away
  • and seungkwan is like “just because i told ken his fiction piece about flying squirrels wasn’t that good doesn’t mean im being hard on people. it was a story about flying squirrels you guys.”
  • and the thing is seungkwan really does love his major and he really loves the act of reporting, of hearing people talk about things they love or things they hate, and being able to share that small snippet with the rest of the campus through his words - like that impact is the reason he’s so obsessed with putting out only perfect work
  • and so when the campus directors send the journal a letter about how if it doesn’t find new members it’s sure to lose its funding, seungkwan is beyond devastated 
  • and everyone’s like “seungkwan that’s not gonna even wo-” and seungkwan’s already opening up photoshop and being like “comic sans would be a good font, but let’s be real helvetica is more classy.”
  • and that is actually how you meet intense journalist seungkwan, through some flyers and im not saying he hands you a flyer and politely introduces you to the student journal
  • im talking you’re running down the hall to the printing room and seungkwan is holding a wobbly pile of 100 flyers that all say PLEASE SAVE OUR SCHOOL JOURNAL on them
  • and once you two collide all those flyers come down like rain around you
  • and you’re hfowskdf oh my god im SORRY and seungkwan doesn’t even answer you he’s like “the flyers, pick up the flyers, the flyers, we’re ruined, the flyers, flyers, flyers, fLYeRS” and you’re like 
  • watching him try to gather everything with panicky hands
  • and you know you were running because you had to print something super fast because you were in class but you can’t leave him like this so you start helping him pick up the flyers and he doesn’t even notice
  • until you two are both out of breath, sweaty, each holding a crooked pile of papers and you’re like “here!!! sorry again, i hope none are ruined!!”
  • and he’s like “oh-” because he didn’t notice you were helping him he got too caught up
  • and then,,,like you two thought it was over riGHt but all at once it’s the end of classes and before you know it there’s a stampede of like students coming from this way and that and you and seungkwan are caught in the middle and their are elbows being pushed into you and peoples backpacks swinging at you
  • and seungkwan wobbles and once again….the papers going flying
  • except this time you guys cant hurry to pick them up, instead they’re stepped on and tore apart by people trying to get the hell out of the building
  • and when you look up at seungkwan you can see the Utter Defeat in his eyes and like you feel so bad that that just happened and you’re like
  • “,,,,,,,,im so sorry.” and he just sighs and as the crowd disperses he walks over to the wall and slides down against it and is like “it’s fine, it was a stupid idea anyway. who on campus even looks at flyers anymore?” and you’re like ): because like you’re not friends with seungkwan, but you know who he is and you’re like 
  • “i assume the flyers are about the journal?? is it closing??” and seungkwan explains that they’re gonna lose their funding if they don’t get more members and you’re like oh,,,,,im sorry
  • and he just shrugs and he’s like “it’s not like anyone reads that journal anyway.” and you’re like “i read it!! i especially like the music page, all your stuff is so in-depth and not half assed.” and seungkwan suddenly gets a hint of happiness on his face
  • and he’s like “really??” and you’re like “yeah!!! i even checked out that cover your friend did…..jeonghan? you wrote about it and when i listened to it, it was so relaxing!!”
  • and suddenly seungkwan perks up and he’s like “if you think jeonghan hyung sings well, you should listen to-”
  • and long story short you don’t ever print your thing and instead you end up talking for some time with seungkwan until once again he’s like “i really don’t know what to do about the journal.” and you’re like “i could try to join??;” and seungkwan thanks you for the sentiment but one new member probably won’t appease the school
  • and so you’re both standing there with frowns on your faces and seungkwan is like 
  • “it’s funny but i used to wish that someone in the journal would finally ask to write an article about me,,,,don’t you think that’s kind of selfish?” and he’s trying to laugh it off but you see that he’s faking and you’re like
  • “wait? are you also a musician?” and seungkwan bites back his lip and shakes his head
  • and he’s like “my sister and i both sang a lot when we were younger so i took up vocal performance as my minor because i like it a lot. i wouldn’t say im a musician, but ……it’d be nice to have someone acknowledge it once in awhile.”
  • and he like starts to get up and you’re like “wait.” and he’s like ??
  • and you  scramble to your feet as well and you’re like “let me do it. let me write something on you as a singer, at least for this last issue.”
  • seungkwan kind of looks at you flabbergasted and he’s like ????? do?????do you know what you’re signing up for???
  • and you’re like “hEY look midterms are over for the most part and aside from stuff i have to do for myself, i could devote some time to this. especially if it means a lot to you.”
  • and seungkwan for a second stares at you as if he still can’t believe you’re offering to do this
  • but then he takes your hand in his and is like “well, finally we’ll have another persons opinion in the music section!”
  • and you’re like giggling but you’re also like “just tell me a time when you’re free so i can hear you sing.” and seungkwan’s like here give me your number so i can contact you
  • it’s cute seungkwan’s background is the famous singer junsu and you’re like “oh” and seungkwan’s like LISTEN he’s my idol,,,,,,,, and his eyes get all sparkly it’s adorable
  • but yeah you give him your number and you’re like “ill look forward to it and ill do my best!!”
  • and then you figure out holy shit your class is over, you never printed your  thing time to run and see if the teacher still hung around for office hours
  • and like as you make your way down the hall, seungkwan holds his phone and he can’t help but finally feel a little better about everything 
  • and as he watches you disappear around the corner he reminds himself that he owes you a thank you when this is all over
  • and so a week passes and seungkwan texts you finally to meet him in the performance center on campus and he’s like “i booked one of the recording rooms!!” and you’re like cool let’s go
  • and like to be honest you’re sitting on the other side of the glass with your notebook out to maybe take notes like ??? really you don’t know what you’re doing here you’ve never written a review but you’re not like worried
  • but then, seungkwan who seems so shy putting on the headphones and adjusting the mic
  • like when he starts to sing the pen you’re holding literally drops from your hand because his voice???????
  • it’s the voice of a real Angel 
  • and from the moment he starts to the last second of the lyrics, you can’t help but just be completely wrapped up in his voice
  • and when he asks you what you thought of it you can only try to snap yourself out of it and ask him
  • “did you play a recording into the microphone? was that really you?”
  • and seungkwan puts a hand over his mouth to laugh and he’s like WHAT is up with your facial expression you look so confused
  • and you’re like “seungkwan, seriously why aren’t you a singer? why are you in college? why aren’t you selling albums with your face on the cover holy hell you sing better than anyone ive ever heard before???”
  • and seungkwan shrugs and he’s like “nahh, it’s just a hobby.” and you’re like if i had a hobby that i was THAT good at. i wouldn’t be here. i’d be trying to get jyp or sm to notice me hoyl HELL
  • and seungkwan comes out and he asks if you took any notes or have any criticisms and you’re like
  • “criticisms? this review im going to write is literally going to be like : BOO SEUNGKWAN OF THE JOURNALIST MAJORS HAS THE VOICE OF GOD”
  • and again seungkwan is just laughing because wow you’re so silly he’s not that good but like a sense of pride swells in him because no one’s really ever praised him so much like this before
  • and like he asks if you’d like to listen to him some more and you’re like yes please!!!
  • and it’s amazing he has such a good range and he even says he’s written his own original lyrics
  • and you two spend a good 6 hours in their together until one of the professors needs the recording room to teach and as you’re walking back onto campus you’re like
  • “seungkwan, what if……..you busk?” and he’s like “on campus?” and you’re like “sure, or even better like in the city? like whats a day you don’t have classes or club we could go out and set up in a park or somewhere and you could sing and maybe if we do it a couple of times we could scrap up some many for the journal???”
  • and seungkwan brightens up instantly and he’s like !!! that’d be so cool and you’re like right??
  • and you two start basically jumping up and down in excitement just talking about it and seungkwans like “maybe i could ask my friend joshua to come out and play guitar too??” and you’re clapping your hands like yes!!!! that’d be amazing
  • and seungkwan is like “you’re a genius, we should have thought of this SOONER” and you’re like ok ok text joshua and see when he’s free and then tell me so we can plan more
  • and it’s like really adorable because you and seungkwan, who met literally a week ago are talking like you’ve been friends for ages
  • and you get so happy at the thought of being able to help him and he gets so excited being able to share what he loves with you
  • and maybe neither of you know it yet but listen, this is the beginning of CRUSHES
  • and when seungkwan asks if you’re free tomorrow after 4 because joshua can come out then you’re like yes!!
  • the next day you’re leaving your dorm and your roommates like woAH you look so cute - going on a date? and you’re like huh??? no?? why does it look like i put in effort? and your roommates just like (—–: yes it does. is it for a bo-
  • and you’re like BYE GOING NOW
  • and you meetup with seungkwan and joshua near the subway station off campus and joshua introduces himself and when he turns to seungkwan he’s like 
  • “your significant other is really sweet, why didn’t you introduce them to me before?”
  • and seungkwan is like “oh they’re not - we’re not -”
  • and you’re like YEAH we’re nOT 
  • and joshua is like oh?????? really???? it’s just the way seungkwan was talking about you made it seem-
  • and seungkwan like jumps up to cover joshua’s mouth like HAHAAH so funny hyung let’s get on the subway
  • and you don’t notice it but joshua nudges you closer to seungkwan while you guys are squished on the seats on your way to the city
  • and seungkwan holds you steady when you get up to get off and the train jerks
  • and the whole time joshua’s looking off to the side like he’s on the office with the mOST SMUG EXPRESSION 
  • because you two are all cute and innocent, just like a young couple in love and you don’t even KNOW IT
  • and like once you get to the park you help joshua and seungkwan set up and you guys use joshua’s guitar case as a way to collect money and you’re basically in charge of attracting peoples attention so you run around asking people to gather around seungkwan because !!! hey hEY the best vocalist is about to perform
  • and like you give seungkwan a thumbs up after you manage to get like 15-20 people to come around
  • and when he starts to sing along with joshua’s guitar you can see the shock on the faces of the audience
  • and people even start getting their phones out to record
  • and sooner or later that crowd of 20 turns to a crowd of even more
  • and seungkwan is such a natural people person like in between songs he asks the people if they’re resting well after work and if they’ve eaten
  • and it’s like watching a soloists performance, he’s so professional and good
  • and people even ask if he has albums or a site where they could listen to him sing like a youtube or something
  • and seungkwan is like !! im not that great- but seriously everyone is complimenting him
  • and seeing him light up with happiness and bow in thankfulness it makes your heart beat with joy,,,but also
  • the smile on seungkwan’s face,,,,,,,it gets you so,,,,,,,soft
  • like you want to protect that smile forever
  • on your way back you count all the loose change and bills and you’re like it’s over a hundred dollars and seungkwan is like WHAT NO WAY and joshua’s like “im not surprised, you sounded really good seungkwan”
  • and you’re like “i told you!!! you’re so talented and lovely - people are bound to like you!!”
  • and seungkwan looks at you and he’s like,,,,, “lovely?”
  • and you kind of turn pink and stutter and you’re like “yEAH you know like idols,,,,,,,,,,very lovely your look,,,,,,you look approachable and nice and,,,,,”
  • and seungkwan is like “oh! you just mean im nice!” and you’re like mHMM!!! and joshua is like PFFT UHUH OK 
  • and so you accompany seungkwan a couple of more times when he goes out to busk
  • and by the end of the semester you’re sure you’ve raised enough for the journal to fund itself just a bit longer without having to get new members
  • and seungkwan is like “it’s time for our next issue to come out!!” and you’re like “can you wait to see what i wrote on you?” and he’s like HONESTLY NO
  • and so when the copies get made, seungkwan rushes to see and he’s like 
  • “why isn’t your piece in the review section, it’s just my review of vernon’s mixtape - where is -”
  • and you’re like “silly, look at the cover!!”
  • and seungkwan flips it back over and he sees that on the cover it’s a photo of him singing in the park, a photo you took and he’s like “wh-”
  • and he sees that the main story that was printed is about how his performances helped save the journal
  • and it’s written by you (with help from the journals members who all love seungkwan too) and it’s literally just you praising his hardwork and humbleness 
  • and ask seungkwan reads it you see him stop at the last line 
  • “….and somehow, this all made me fall in love with him.”
  • and he looks up at you and he’s like 
  • “is it true?”
  • and you can only looks to the side sheepishly like,,,,,,, “reporters shouldn’t lie? right?”
  • and seungkwan literally just puts the journal down and takes you by the waist and kisses you and you’re like oH!!
  • but it doesn’t stop there he’s just kissing you on your temple and your cheeks and your nose
  • and you’re like seungkwAN THE other MEMBERs of the JOURNAl Are WATHCING 
  • and he’s like OOPS but it’s cute they’re like “we’ll leave you two to it ^^”
  • and seungkwan is just like,,,,,, “i don’t know how or why i got lucky enough to meet someone like you who wanted to help me right from the get go, but god im so so so thankful”
  • and you’re like “im thankful too, to have meet someone so talented and passionate. you have the capacity to do anything seungkwan. really.”
  • and you two are looking into each others eyes and he leans in and he’s like
  • “right now, i want to use all that capacity to kiss you again.”
  • AND LIKE you two are the cutest thing ever seungkwan is so proud of dating you and he shows it off all the time
  • like literally a minute after he sends his mom an excited message about how he thinks he’s found the person of his dreams
  • he also mails her a copy of the journal as always and he’s like “here, do you wanna talk to my mom when i call her???” and you’re like isNT IT TOO early to talk to her like this,,, and seungkwan is like “no no she’ll love you i know it because i love you.”
  • and the journal is up and running ok and tbh seungkwan’s busking on campus has kind of made it pretty popular like more people are coming to meetings and submitting writing or songs 
  • and you even join but not really as a reporter but more as like an editor every now and then
  • and you’re the only person seungkwan trusts to show drafts too 
  • and like you’re his number one hype squad like you’re always like seungkwan your writing is so good, your singing is so good, your face is SO GOOD
  • and seungkwan’s like ‘i know my face is good because you keep kissing it’ and you’re like YOU’RE RIGHT
  • that background photo of junsu on his phone is replaced with a photo of you when you fell asleep on his shoulder after you two were coming in from the city after he busked
  • and one day he actually writes a song for you 
  • and performs it for the first time outside on the campus quad
  • and when he sings your name you literally fall to your knees with your face in your hands and like seungcheol and joshua and vernon and jeonghan are all elbowing you like AYEEE and it’s cute 
  • seungkwan serenades you when you’re a little pouty with him and you’re like STOP we’re in the cafeteria and he’s just in his sing-song voice like “i don’t care~~~ i love you~~~~”
  • sarcastically told jun off that one time he tried to ask you to get coffee with him since seungkwan was busy writing for the journal and literally it was like this;
  • seungkwan: if i had to do a review on your hair jun, i’d give it a bacon sticker because it’s so greasy.”
  • it hurt jun and he held a grudge for quite a while
  • as he is with reporting and singing, seungkwan is a perfectionist in dating 
  • and sometimes it’s a bit too much because if he takes you on a date and something goes wrong he blames himself and you’re like “baby, we don’t have to go see that movie. we can just go to the arcade.” and seungkwan’s like bUT i know you wanted to see that movie and you just pinch his cheeks and tell him that yes, but you also wanna kick his butt at dance dance revolution and that gets him fired up
  • you didn’t believe he was good at table tennis until you guys finally had a match and he won even though you guys played like 12 matches and you’re like seungkwan is their anything you’re not good at
  • seungkwan; hmmm im not good at resisting you?
  • depending on if you like to sing or not you and seungkwan do a duet during his busking one time and an elderly couple is just like “you two should hurry up and get married!!”
  • and you’re like blushing but seungkwan is like “my ideal wedding would be getting married on the beach at jeju, are you cool with that?”
  • you: seUNGKWAN we’re IN COLLEGE PL E A S e

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Growing Love -8- Suga

Originally posted by jiminiminii

Growing Love -Suga-

A/N; First off, I’ M SO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU WAIT!! but I was on vacation and as you saw I was working on a long One Shot. But I’m back and I hope you will enjoy this chapter, I think there will be two more, so be prepared💜

Parts: Masterlist |01| |02| 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 |

Pairing: Suga x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance,

Word count; 3.177

Synopsis: Marrying someone you didn’t know was something you never thought you’d do but as you didn’t want to defy your parents you decided to do it and when you met Min Yoongi you felt you made the right decision as you both agreed that love needed to grow.

The next morning you woke up in Yoongi’s arms, he held you tightly against his body and for once you felt completely safe. You didn’t want him to wake up but the Honeymoon was officially over and he really needed to be back at the studio. You sighed and traced a few lines over his chest, which made him sigh deeply. “Is it already time?” he mumbled with his morning voice, he sounded so tired but you couldn’t say a thing about it as you were responsible for this. You kept him up till late but he never complained.

“You really do need to get up.” you smiled at him as you traced the lines on his face. “I don’t want to.” he pulled you against his chest and rolled you over until he was hovering above you. You couldn’t help but giggle at his behavior as he was being cute at first then the second he was on top of you, he changed into someone sexy. He slowly kissed you and after spending almost the entire night like this, you knew what was coming next as his hand went to the hem of your shirt, without hesitation he pulled it over your head and it landed somewhere on the floor. He lowered himself so he could kiss your breasts, everything after that was a haze, you just knew that you had been foolish to avoid him the last few days because he kept proving he was your husband and that tongue technology that he was talking about on his mix tape, well he lived to the expectations that were for sure.

“I really need to go.”

“No don’t go.” you were pouting because you were just really enjoying his warmth but he gently moved you so he had space to get out of bed. He chuckled because first, you were the one who told him to get out. “I really have to go, If I don’t want the members to kill me.” he got out and at least you could watch him get dressed. “I will make you breakfast but I won’t be able to eat it with you because you made me late.” he winked before leaving the room, to give you some privacy to get ready for the day and as you choose simple skinny jeans and a shirt, you walked into the kitchen and there was the breakfast he was talking about but he was really gone. He left a note, telling you to enjoy the day and have some fun before you had to go back to school. You looked around you to see what you could do when you suddenly saw a package lying on the table. Yoongi must know by now that you had a curious nature so he must’ve put it there for you to see right? You approached it and picked it up, it was a bit heavy and as you began opening it, you suddenly put it back and grabbed your phone, there was no way that you were going to get scolded if it wasn’t yours.

Y/n to Yoongi;
“There is a box on the table, is it for me?”

Yoongi to Y/n;
“Of course it’s yours, just open it.”

You put the phone down and immediately opened the package and was surprised to see the newest MacBook. “What the?” you mumbled to yourself as you quickly called Yoongi. “Do you like it?” was the first thing he asked and you couldn’t help but smile at his excited voice.

“I love it but why are you giving me this, I already have a laptop.”

“I know but this is the newest and it has everything you need to write that book of yours and not to mention your school work.”

“You really want me to finish my book?”

“Yes, I want you to follow your dreams and if I can help you just a little with that then I will help you.”

“That’s really sweet of you, thank you so much.”

“Yah, just don’t tell my members about this because they would tease me.” you chuckled because you knew this already, they loved to tease him whenever he acted sweet. “Okay, I won’t tell them.”

“Okay, have fun.” with that he hung up and that’s when you started playing with the MacBook and you were surprised to see that he had installed everything already and he even guessed your favorite font to write in, it was crazy that he already knew so much about me because to be honest you never told him about this but he must’ve been paying attention, which flattered you and now you really felt even more stupid about the running away, you should’ve trusted him but instead you doubted him and actually thought he was playing you. You had to do something to make it up to him and decided to make his favorite meal, which was hard because he was not difficult when it came down to food, he loved both meat and fish but this time you went with meat. You grabbed your coat and headed out to the market, this was going to be something else because this was the first time you were doing groceries in Korea, usually, you had other people buying groceries but now that you were married and didn’t have any staff, you had to do it yourself. It was a good thing you were organized and made a list of stuff you needed.

When you entered the market you know people were staring at you. It was announced that Yoongi had married you so they were probably Yoongi’s fans and you were just waiting for some of the girls to approach you, you just hoped that they weren’t going to be mean but of course that was a stupid thought and as the first girl walked up to you, you just held your breath.

“Excuse me, aren’t you Yoongi Oppa’s wife?” you nodded hesitantly and as you saw her expression change you knew that this was definitely a sasaeng “How could he marry an ugly person like you?” you knew you had to be nice to her because after all she was his fan but you were really having a hard time right now. “I’m sorry.” you bowed your head slightly and moved away from her but she just followed you. “You should kill yourself.” that made you stop because they could curse at you or whatever else but to say that you should kill yourself went too far.

“Excuse me what did you just say?”

“I said you should kill yourself.”


“Because Yoongi is mine and you are definitely not good enough for him.”

“And you are? How old are you?”

“Does that matter?”

“I think you’re sixteen if not younger right?” she blushed and took a step back, as you took a step towards her. “I’m right aren’t I?” the girls behind her nodded and started to walk away. “First of all you should show some respect as I’m older, a lot older and the fact that I’m wearing a ring, proofs I’m Yoongi’s wife and that he married me out of his own desire, he choose me himself, so are you saying that Yoongi Oppa has a bad taste? I don’t think he will like it when he hears that, don’t you think?” she knew she was defeated and as she took a few steps back she literally gave me the finger before running off. You shook your head thinking how crazy this was, you were about to call Yoongi when you bumped into someone and when you looked up, you immediately took a few steps back. “Kim Seung Hee.” she smiled at you but the smile was creeping you out.


“What are you doing here?”

“I have been following you.”


“To tell you to stay away from Yoongi.” her eyes were crazy and you couldn’t help but look around to see if anyone was watching you two but no one was. “Why would I stay away from my husband?”

“Again he is not your husband.”

“He is not your boyfriend either.” you knew better than to provoke her but you couldn’t stand her and the fact that she kept telling you to stay away from Yoongi and if she kept this up, you really had to put her back to her place. “What do you know?”

“I really don’t want to talk about Yoongi with you, please leave.”

“I will keep coming back.” she was threatening you but somehow you just chuckled at this because even though she was absolutely crazy, she wasn’t aware that she was becoming a stalker and that you could go to the police with this. “Please do.” you pushed her aside and continued your groceries but this time you did it a bit faster just in case there were more people that wanted to bother you. The second you got home, you started on dinner, it was already getting late thanks to certain people and to be honest you didn’t really know when Yoongi would come back but at least he had food. When dinner was ready you ate alone and put Yoongi’s dish under a cap so that it would stay good. You decided to study a bit but ended up falling asleep, you didn’t even hear Yoongi come back, you just woke up as he kissed you gently on your neck.
“Thank you for dinner, it was really good.” you smiled sleepily and closed your eyes again and the next morning he was already out the door. It was a good thing you had to go back to med school in two days because if this is how it would go than you would really become lonely and it was not something you were looking forward to. You didn’t hear anything from Yoongi all day and you only knew he came home because you felt him at night. He had warned you and as school began you didn’t have much time as well. You were up till late to study and sometimes you didn’t even sleep, you didn’t know when Yoongi came home and you also didn’t know how everything went, whilst preparing the highly anticipated Comeback. For at least a months things went by in a haze and if you slept it was on top of books on your desk, you never ended up in bed, which meant Yoongi didn’t come home as well, he must’ve been sleeping in the dorm, which was logical but for him not even contacting you once, well that was a bit weird and you eventually felt like you were just married to him in your head until one night.

“Y/N, where are you?” was all you heard but you weren’t sure if it was a dream or not but you really couldn’t lift your head so you just closed your eyes again. “Jagiya wake up please.” you jumped from your chair when you heard his voice near your ear but your knees gave way and Yoongi had to catch you. “Why? He sank to the ground and immediately pressed his hand against your forehead.

“Shit, you’re burning up.” he quickly got up and carried you to the bedroom, where he put you in bed. “Wait a bit,” he told you as he ran into the bathroom. “Since when are you sick?” he asked you as he put a cold towel on your head but you were too tired to answer. “What have you been doing, since I stayed in the dorm?” he answered for you though. “You have been studying like crazy haven’t you, did you even eat?” you slowly shook your head and he literally clicked his tongue.

“I told you I had to stay at the dorm before and during comebacks, you said you were fine with it, so why are you sick?” He was definitely angry but also worried sick as he dialed his mother’s phone number. “Mom, Y/N is sick but I don’t know what to do.” it was quiet for a few seconds when he suddenly grabbed your wrist to check your pulse. “It’s unregular.” he hummed at what she said when he suddenly raised his head even in your tired state you looked up. “That’s impossible, can’t I just ask the doctor to come here?” He hummed again but he never once took his eyes off of you and when he hung up he immediately called the doctor and explained the situation to him and within minutes the doctor was at your bedside.

“Y/N, since when, are you feeling like this?” your eyes were teary because you just wanted them to leave you alone so you could sleep but knowing Yoongi he wouldn’t leave until you answered the questions. “Since a week ago.”

“I see, are there any other things?”

“I have a headache since last week and it just doesn’t want to go away.”

“Are you wearing glasses?”

“Yes.” He hummed and scribbled something down, this made you nervous but there was nothing you could do. “Doctor, she isn’t pregnant right?” The doctor looked up and smiled reassuringly. “She isn’t but she is suffering from a really severe flu. Is there anyone that can take of her?” the doctor probably wanted Yoongi to take care of you but there was no way he could as he had his comeback in less than a week.

“I can ask my mother.” the doctor nodded and gave Yoongi a prescription for Antibiotics. “She has to take these once a day and within a few days, she will be fine. I also need to speak to you in private.” the doctor said his goodbye and left the room. “I’ll be right back.” he kissed the top of your head and left but even though you had barely any strength left you had to know what the doctor was telling him, so you got out of bed and pressed your ear against the door. “She is suffering from a big amount of stress, is there something that changed recently?”

“I know that my ex-girlfriend has been stalking her and I’m away a lot because of work, maybe that’s also stressing her out.” he was guessing at this point and it was true that Kim Seung Hee was stalking you, she did it in the creepiest ways but you had decided to not care about it but apparently your body was reacting to it, when you came home. You just didn’t want to let Yoongi know. Yoongi said goodbye to the doctor and you hurried back into bed and pretended to sleep, you stayed like this even when you felt the bed dip and you heard Yoongi sigh. “Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” he asked in a soft voice. He knew that you were awake and had been listening so you opened your eyes and Yoongi was giving you a small smile but his eyes were worried.

“I just didn;t want to make you worry when you are already so busy.”

“You’re my wife. If you’re sick you should tell me regardless if I’m busy or not because to be honest, I’m always busy.”

“I just thought it would be better if you could focus on the comeback. I really hoped the fever would decrease and eventually go away before you got home but I just didn’t have time to take some rest, as I’m having my first test next week and on top of it, I’m dealing with Kim Seung Hee, she keeps following me and calling me bad names and it just stresses me out.

“Do you want me to take care of her?”

“No please just focus on your comeback that’s more important right now.” you grabbed his hands and made him look you in the eyes. “You have to promise me, that you will only focus on this comeback, I will be fine in a few days.”

“You have to promise as well.”

“I promise that I will be better in a few days.” you didn’t even hesitate fully aware that you really couldn’t promise him this but if he felt more at ease then you had to give him this little white lie because the second he would leave the house you were back to your studies. “Okay I will promise to focus completely on the comeback and after promotions, I promise I will take you on a holiday.”

“I’d love that.” you smiled at him and he gently kissed you on your forehead. “I do have to leave again but I will let my manager bring over the medications and please take them every day.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

“Good, I will be leaving then.”

“Okay, I love you.” that brought a big smile to his face. “I love you too and please get better soon.” you nodded and waved him off and as you heard the door fall into its lock, you quickly got out of bed and moved back to your study. Yoongi called every day and even texted when you didn’t respond, his mother came over a lot, just to check on you and it really made you love him more, you made sure he got his rest as well and when he dyed his hair, you were the first person he showed it to and to say you liked it blond hair, was an understatement, it gave him even more charm, he was looking like a bad guy. When they finally had their comeback, they were praised from all over the world and you felt so emerged into their comeback and your study that you forgot one important factor.

“Are you okay with going home alone today?” Yoongi asked after the Melon awards, it had been an emotional night and even though you understood why he wanted to go with the guys, you were slightly disappointed as you had prepared a cake for him but how could you say no to him. “I don’t mind, have fun but don’t make it too late.” you kissed his cheek, fully aware of all the camera’s and as he left you took a cab back home. The minute you close the door you knew something was wrong, you felt it in your bones and you hesitated to look around because you did know how horror movies usually ended when you were curious but it was your home and you weren’t planning on running away like a coward.  You grabbed an umbrella and walked in. You checked all the rooms but there was no one, it was really weird and the tingly feeling you had didn’t disappear whilst you took a quick shower. You put on a pair of Yoongi’s sweats and the sweater he had given you. You walked out and moved to the study. You sat down and eventually forgot about the tingly feeling that is until something was pressed against your head.

“I told you to stay away, didn’t I?”

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Tears (Deaf!Michael)

Summary: Michael’s upset so you try to comfort him with cuddle therapy

Pairing: deaf!Michael x bestfriend!Y/N

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: swearing

A/N: If the topic of deafness is touchy for you, maybe you should skip this. But I kinda think this is pretty cute?? Idk, I really liked writing it so I hope you enjoy reading it! 

Originally posted by 5secondsofthewinchesters

Michael has always given good hugs.

Maybe it’s the way he curls into them, his hands rubbing comforting circles across your spine as he buries his face into your chest, or maybe it’s the way he never seems to let go of you, holding you so tight you’re convinced you’re going to break without him. 

Regardless, a Michael hug has always been a good hug. 

But now, with Michael’s soft tears soaking the front of your shirt as you try to mirror his comfort, you can’t help but despair. From time to time a small hiccup or gasp of air parts with his chapped lips and you flinch. He seems so small, so broken, it’s hard not to want to scoop him up and kiss him better.

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cyclesofsaturn reblogged this from darthluminescent and added:

*adds books to list* Great! Thanks!

Yeah, I grew up with the “old” EU, so there’s a lot of the Disney!SW that’s taking some adjustment. Like, I read Bloodlines and was….. less than impressed. I get that they’re trying not to give a lot away, but… I’ve read fanfic better than this. And it reads like not-polished-fanfic.

(I also laughed my head off about the List of Star Wars Books in the front, going from 3 pages of tiny font to a half-dozen in 16-20pt font)

Kenobi is good, though I need to sit down and properly devour it. I’m only a couple chapters in, and you are very right. Pure pain in a good way.

I read Jedi Apprentice/Jedi Quest WAY back as a young Padawan, long before all the Jedi Quest books were written, and I liked them then. Should probably reread them as an adult. I’ve heard some people saying they’re written with a really awful power imbalance and Qui-Gon being an ass and expecting WAY too much of Obi-Wan (which I did not notice, but I was also younger than Obi, so…). Was there anything in particular that infuriated you about Watson’s stuff?

Did you ever read Yoda: Dark Rendezvous? It’s set shortly before Ep:III, and the interaction between Dooku and Yoda is just amazing. (also, fyi? Sith!Yoda would be terrifying)

evaceratops said: 

The second I saw “novel recs” I was like, “PICK ME!!!” I have read… so much Star Wars. SO MUCH. (Almost all canon stuff, but still.) A New Dawn (by John Jackson Miller, the same guy who wrote Kenobi) is REALLY GOOD; it’s a prequel to Rebels and it’s about how Hera and Kanan met, and it’s GOOD. Tarkin is also good, and… I’m forgetting something, I know I’m- OH! Heir to the Jedi! Which is Luke-centric, and has a lot of really great stuff about the Force.

(Continued from this post.)  Starting a new post because the other one would have been a bit of a dash killer!

I second @evaceratops‘ recs, who has read a lot of novels and is knowledgeable about these things!  I’ve not read any of them yet, but I’ve heard good about A New Dawn especially.  ♥

re: Bloodline – I feel much the same way, as well.  I liked it as a Leia story, I felt like it was truly her story, but the worldbuilding did not hold together well at all (the logic of “we can’t have a centralized government because we might get another Palpatine!” just makes no sense if you’re still going to have planetary level leaders or country level leaders or, hell, any kind of leaders at all, I say looking at you, General Organa, leading people in the Resistance) and none of the new characters really stuck with me and also apparently indentured servitude is fine and dandy in the New Republic??  Okay then.  But also that it was set only a handful of years before TFA, but they couldn’t give away any backstory, so Han and Luke and Ben are all just completely absent from a story where they should have been present, and so it felt very light plot-wise, when it should have been more solid, about the origins of the First Order. (I had the same remark–”I’ve read more satisfying Leia fic than this.”  And that’s because fic is allowed to do things, this novel wasn’t really.)

re: Jedi Apprentice/Jedi Quest – I read the first few when they started coming out, when I was a wee thing and I enjoyed them a lot!  But as an adult… none of the Jedi worldbuilding makes any goddamned sense (aging out by 13 makes NO SENSE and I’m glad TCW explicitly contradicts that) and everyone is written as a jerk and Anakin is written as inherently evil and Dooku was written as inherently evil as well.  Watson writes some interesting stuff about Obi-Wan (”The Last One Standing” really hit me in the feelings place, exactly as it was supposed to) but just about everyone else is god-awful and I’m glad they’ve been tossed out, especially as I don’t think they were compatible with actual canon after TCW.  That said, they definitely had their appeal when they first came out, I ate them up and never really thought much about it, they’re good for a person if you’re an Obi-Wan fan, I think.  And I do love the characters, I would love to see Bant and Siri and Tahl especially rescued from those books!

(So, basically, I’m cranky because everyone is such an ass in those books, as you’ve read criticism about, combined with worldbuilding that I greatly dislike and think was really pretty shoddily done.  But I don’t want to take away from anyone who enjoys them!  It’s been a long time since I read them all the way through properly, so I may be missing some good stuff in them!)

re: other books – I haven’t read Dark Rendezvous yet, but it’s on my list!  I haven’t read a lot of the PT-era novels, but I’m slowly making my way through the current canon books first, then picking up the PT novels.  (Which is relatively slow going, because I also read fic at the same time!)

As mentioned, the Ahsoka novel is probably my favorite of the new canon so far, it does a solid job of bridging the gap between ROTS and Ahsoka joining the Rebellion, it can’t really do anything majorly surprising, but it’s a lovely look at her character and the sense of loss she feels and her struggling to find her purpose again, as well as I’m easy to please because there’s f/f subtext (possibly actual text??) that’s pretty great.  The mentions of Obi-Wan and Anakin are spot on as well.

I’ve read Catalyst, which was hilarious for the Tarkin vs Krennic catfights, but also interesting to give depth and connection to the Rogue One part of the galaxy, where it drew on a lot of previously established SW stuff, instead of just making up all new stuff.  I also thought it did a really good job of giving a bit more weight to Galen and Lyra’s characters, as well as Krennic was hilarious in every scene.  The building of the Death Star stuff was also genuinely interesting!  I liked the plot a lot and it was a great book for bridging things together.

I’ve also read the Rogue One novelization by Alexander Freed and I highly recommend it.  It’s what novelizations should be–it takes the canon and gives it so much more depth, I really found that Jyn Erso as a character made a ton more sense to me after reading it, where she’s so jaded and damaged and not emotionally stable.  All the characters get some really good bonus stuff, but Jyn especially benefits from it.

I’m almost finished with the Thrawn novel that just came out about a week ago and I think I would definitely recommend it if you’re at all interested in the character.  Zahn writes really well, it’s super engaging, and it feels connected to the rest of the Star Wars universe in that way I like and I find Thrawn charismatic under his pen.  I don’t know that it would appeal if you hate the character or are bored by him, but if you have a vague interest, it’s a really good re-canonizing of the character, I find that I really want more of this author writing this character.

(As always, anyone should feel free to jump in with novel recs/thoughts!  ♥)

What Yuuri Presented to Victor: Life and Love

GPF Banquet (and a little after that) thoughts. [Spoiler warning! Also, sorry, I think my tumblr font size might be small. I’ll change when I have time. In the meantime, please zoom/view in dashboard. Sorry~]

A/N: I wasn’t supposed to post this yet, I had a completely different direction from this initially but got derailed because I had a few realizations that I feel like the fandom hasn’t quite touched on (or maybe some people have but I haven’t come across them) so I decided to post this as a standalone. What I wanted to write initially will come at a later time. Also, I overuse the parenthesis. This has 3000+ words and I’m on my finals week. WHY. Also I use the Yuuri spelling to distinguish from Yuri P. (But then decided to call Yuri P Yurio lol.)

Ever since ep 7, I’ve been constantly asking for a Victor backstory. I ship Victuuri. I knew the creators were portraying them as a balanced, healthy relationship. A relationship between equals, a relationship of give and take. But as I watched thru ep 7, 8 and even after episode 9, I thought something was missing. Most of the things we know came from Yuuri’s PoV. We know how much Yuuri receives from the relationship. But what does Victor get out of it? I craved the backstory (oh, I’ve read my share of Stammi Vicino, No Te Ne Andere metas, I’ve probably read them all tbh) that explicitly showed us what Yuuri means to Victor. I wanted an affirmation that Victor is getting as much out of the relationship as Yuuri is.

I do believe Victor is a classic case of “It’s lonely at the top.” In fact, there is a Chinese song that I like that probably describes Victor’s dilemma, a winner’s burden (I’m picking out random verses):

When the dark night wake up the daybreak
Speaking of this life
More dawn I see
More stranger to me

Chasing around with my dream
Which part you like
Which part you don’t
Thank you all the same for watching it

When the flood tides become ebb tides
When the streetlight all dies
When I’m tired of the sky
Want to fall into the ocean

Who’s gonna catch me when I fall
Are you
Who’s gonna catch me when I fall
Are you

They keep telling me that I am the chosen one
So I have to act like the one all the time
It’s hard to confess all the weakness when I start to tell
Even they are more than I could take

You think you know it all
Only I know what every sleepless night means to me
Before luckiness arrives eventually
- Catch Me When I Fall, 鹿晗

In my head, I believe Victor is an orphan or at the very least estranged from his family. He only knew skating, thrived in it in fact, but did not have quite so many truly close friends. But he was reaching the age when the gold medals start to not matter, when he knows he’s not getting any younger and eventually his body is not going to hold out anymore. It’s a dilemma at this age when you’ve achieved a lot of your goals but don’t know what to do with the rest of your life. He knows he’s about to close a chapter of his life but he still doesn’t know how to open a new one. Yurio pretty much voices this out, Victor has lost inspiration and motivation from the sport that he used to love so much.

He’s probably been feeling it all the while he came up with Stammi Vicino (which I believe was made before Yuuri came literally dancing into his life). But until episode 10, this was all conjecture, a collective fandom headcanon about Victor. Episode 10, while not completely confirming it, affirmed that headcanon: Victor was lonely, he wanted more from life (probably love) but did not know how to get it.

And then came Yuuri. (I do agree that the commemorative photo scene came before the banquet.) It makes sense that Victor who’s been snubbed by this competitor is suddenly intrigued by him during the banquet.

In fact, just at the moment I wrote this section, I realized something that people seem to ignore (or not quite think about?). Victor must have known Yuuri, at least as a competitor, even before that scene when he asked for a commemorative photo. Victor, as seen in ep 10, knows his competition. He knows Chris, of course, and he has a few things to say about even the quiet Otabek. I kinda believe that even before the Grand Prix Finals started, he has heard of this late bloomer Katsuki Yuuri who had great spins and step sequences. He would not have singled out Yuuri of course, but he probably had studied Yuuri’s (and everyone else’s) routine to know how to adjust his own. We know that the Russians are particularly good at this: Yurio and Victor size up their competition and maximize their routine to ensure they get the higher scores. I do think Victor would have looked up Yuuri at least once if only because he knew nothing about Yuuri and would then have to find out Yuuri’s strengths and weaknesses. It’s unrealistically arrogant for Victor to ignore new competition. You don’t thrive in a sport with that arrogance. And even then, Yakov would not have let him get away with it.

As to why he asked for a commemorative photo, he clearly sensed Yuuri staring and perhaps thought Yuuri was being too shy to ask so he initiated it himself. 

[Look at him though ;A; How beautiful]

I’m going to throw this here now: I think Victor actually found Yuuri cute or attractive, not just in this scene but maybe even before this. (I’ll talk about that more later.) And then he puzzles over Yuuri’s reaction because why would someone react that way? In a situation like this, let’s admit it, Yuuri was kind of rude. Usually when a person asks to take a photo with you, you either go “Sure” or politely say, “No, no, it’s okay.” Yuuri turned his back and seemed offended. Victor is understandably confused. Why would anyone be offended by being offered to take a photo? And Yuuri had been staring! If he didn’t want a photo with Victor, then what did he want?

And then at the banquet, Victor looked over his shoulder as a dejected Yuuri is dragged by Celestino.

We know Victor kept his eyes on Yuuri closely enough to know that Yuuri had isolated himself and downed glass after glass of champagne. He kept watching Yuuri! It is because of this that I entertained that idea that Victor found Yuuri cute or attractive even before that photo scene or at the very least before the banquet (but then it doesn’t make sense to find someone who just snubbed you attractive). Sure, he must have watched Yuuri because he wanted to ask about that photo scene or maybe even apologize because he seems to have offended Yuuri.

But what affirmed the idea in my head was this: he took photos of Yuuri who was approaching him with a bottle of champagne even before the dance off started. There are two possible reasons for this: 1) that Victor wanted to make fun of this drunk Japanese skater and release those photos or 2) he found Yuuri cute (even in this drunken state) and then “Oh he’s approaching me!”.

So I believe Victor really found Yuuri attractive. Even before the banquet started and probably even before that commemorative photo offer. I mean, it is one thing to be intrigued and puzzled by a person who snubbed you, but you move on from it quite easily especially when you find out that “Ahh, he’s not a people person” or “He must have been really sad.” You don’t glue your eyes on the person who snubbed you unless you care enough (even hurt enough) that he did. You don’t casually whip out your phone and take pictures of a drunk guy (of the guy’s face!) who ignored you unless you’re mean (or you’re friends and you want embarrassing blackmail material) or you find his face pretty and his antics adorable.

Another affirmation is that Victor kept those photos ever since. The rest of the things he had from that night were videos (probably mostly of the Yuuri vs Yuri dance off because you see him recording then and probably of the pole dancing). Naturally, he did not have pictures of his dance with Yuuri and probably just treasured it in his heart. If he did have those, they’re probably taken from someone and kept somewhere else (computer maybe or another folder from Yurio). But those photos, he kept in a special folder that contains ONLY YUURI. Victor was probably attracted to Yuuri even before Yuuri got drunk and attached himself (physically) to Victor. Victor Russian Legend Nikiforov’s heart never stood a chance against Katsuki Katsudon Is My Eros My Foot Yuuri. It is of course a valid argument that Victor kept them because he was attracted to Yuuri AFTER dancing with Yuuri… but why take them in the first place? Yuuri had not started dancing then yet. Somehow, I imagine drunk Yuuri was trying and succeeding to flirt with him already then (even before the dance off began) and was like “Watch me, Victor.” And Victor who has been watching him the entire night was like “Okay sure let me take a picture.”

[It’s all Yuuri!]

[And Yuuri’s pretty face]

[And even during the Yuuri vs Yurio dance off he wasn’t paying attention to Yurio. He was taking videos of Yuuri!]

So when the dance off started, Victor took videos of this guy who could not only skate but breakdance and apparently pole dance. The series (and Victor) indirectly highlights that Yuuri dances beautifully (they put emphasis on his step sequences which from what I understand are the more dance-like portions of a skating routine). So there drunken Yuuri was dancing his heart out, with no inhibitions because of the alcohol. That I believe intensified Victor’s attraction (he literally states that he’s drawn to the music that Yuuri’s body makes. Poor Victor really never stood a chance). He must have loved watching Yuuri dance! (In fact, studying Yuuri’s routine before finals must have drawn him in considering how much he likes Yuuri’s step sequences.)

It is after the pole dancing that we find Yuuri uhh… clinging to Victor. I say this because of Chris’ shirtless and sweaty state. Yuuri must have hastily put on his clothes and then spotted Victor and, driven by alcohol-induced euphoria, he came up to Victor and well… you know what happened.

Victor is confused. Why is he clinging to me? What is he talking about? I support the speculation that he was gibbering in Japanese until this moment:

At which point, we see Victor’s eyes do that dilating thing and then he blushed. (It’s beautiful.)

[I’m sorry I’ll go back and find out who made this gif.]

I’m going to dissect this moment into two based on that eye dilation and that blush. The eye dilation is because he is surprised by what Yuuri proposed. Skaters typically go into coaching or choreography when they’re done with competitive skating. It would have been the most logical path for Victor to take. But I think what made this moment so important was Yuuri’s timing and Yuuri’s own dilemma.

At this point, although people rumored that Victor was going to retire, no one seemed to want him to. Even at the time when he was already Yuuri’s coach, people wanted him to drop Yuuri and return to competitive skating. Even Chris (whom we know is Victor’s closest peer in skating) wanted to bring him back to the rink (at least initially). But there Yuuri is presenting him an alternative, literally opening a new door for him and giving him direction, suggesting that Victor could do it. Right now. That he doesn’t have to keep competing if he doesn’t want to. This is where I take that Yuuri is paving the way for a new chapter in Victor’s life.

This offer, Victor probably knows, must mean so much to Yuuri. He has seen Yuuri defeated that night. He must know that Yuuri is contemplating retirement. He must have heard some people whisper about Yuuri’s big loss, perhaps Yurio might even have spoken of that big loser crying in the toilet stall. Victor despite being always the winner must be aware of how this feels. He must have seen many a competitors fall this way. And yet here was Yuuri (yes he was drunk, but we all know that we are truest to our hearts when inebriated like this, and, well, Victor did not know that Yuuri was blank-out “I’ll never remember this” kind of drunk), believing so much in Victor that he thought Victor could help him win. There was naked admiration and raw confidence in Yuuri’s eyes that Victor could do it, that Victor could be a great coach even if coaching is something Victor has never tried. In my opinion, this kind of need and confidence, blind faith even, must have moved Victor. People are not surprised by his skating anymore, and I imagine he felt like people had taken his skating for granted, only expecting him to keep on skating to dazzle them. Yuuri had other ideas for him, and Yuuri was so sure Victor could do it.

And while all this gets processed in Victor’s brain, he blushes. If he indeed felt attracted to Yuuri before the banquet or was increasingly getting attracted to Yuuri as the banquet progressed, the blush can be easily explained. I mean, come on, do you blush if someone propositions you to be his coach? No. You think about it seriously. You say: “I’ll think about it.” Or knowing Victor, he could have accepted it as a playful challenge. He likes challenges, hence the Eros vs. Agape showdown. He also likes challenging Yuuri.

[I had to put this. I love this exchange. And post ep 10 it’s so….. lkfajl because he was lowkey flirting with Yuuri.]

And it’s not the clinging that has made Victor blush. Yuuri has been clinging to him all the while by then. I am not a believer of love at first sight, but I am a believer of powerful attraction. He was attracted to Yuuri and was increasingly drawn to Yuuri as the night progressed, And then he finds out that Yuuri wants him too, in more ways than one - as a coach, and as Victor.

I think a lot of people dismiss Yuuri’s initial feelings for Victor as simple, platonic idolization. (Hence people flippantly concluding that Victor fell in love first.) But in this post, we see that the language used for his Yuuri’s yearning for Victor was indeed wistful. I’ll take it Yuuri longed to make a connection with Victor.

[Boy, at this scene, you literally hear him gasp and immediately think his heart skipped a beat when he thought Victor was calling him. I wonder though how attuned he is to Victor to know Victor’s voice when they probably hardly ever talked. I imagine every little conversation was treasured in his heart. ;A; ]

Yuuri’s reaction to the first time he sees Victor is awe and and childish infatuation. While it is true that he idolized Victor as a god, it does not mean he did not want a romantic connection. You don’t have a person’s posters all over your room and name your dog after that person without wanting that person for yourself. A lot of us have idols and I’m sure given a chance we’d want them for ourselves. 

And Victor is more than that to Yuuri! While Victor is not the reason Yuuri started skating, Victor is the reason Yuuri strove hard and did everything he could to be on the same rink as Victor and to stand on the same podium. True, this is not love in its purest form, but it still puts Yuuri somewhere at the point of being half in love with Victor already. It is easy to dismiss that and say that Yuuri sees Victor the way Minami sees Yuuri. But then you forget, Yuuri uprooted himself from Japan and lived 5 years in Detroit to train to one day be able to compete with Victor. Minami has not done that. (Yet, I suppose, could be added of course.) But it’s a matter of scale, of how far you’re willing to go to for a person who has inspired you. Very few people have the willingness to go that far, and with Yuuri’s anxiety, this is actually very, very far. This is not to discount that Yuuri really does love skating, but I believe Victor was the motivation to keep going. Even after his big loss, he decides he wants to keep skating because he still wants to compete against Victor.

Besides, the way he reacted to Victor’s arrival in his life tells you that he’s so happy his heart is going to burst. He is, in fact, so happy that you literally feel in your bones how happy he is  (if you’re Filipino no other word but “kilig” will describe what Yuuri feels and what Yuuri makes you feel while watching this scene).

That, I believe, is a form of romantic love. While it hasn’t fully developed yet (and it is not as deep or pure as what they have now), the seedlings were already there. Yuuri simply does not connect with his emotions well enough to have acknowledged it himself earlier (I do agree that it is Victor who first realized that he was in love). It seems obvious however that everyone around him can see it, and how he practically threw himself at Victor at the banquet shows you that subconsciously he wants Victor for himself and probably in a sexual/romantic way too. (I got carried away discussing Yuuri’s complicated feelings towards Victor. ;A;)

And so Victor (and everyone else in the banquet) sees that Yuuri does seem to be attracted to him. And if you’re Victor who is slowly realizing that you’re attracted to this heck of a man who just out-danced everyone, and that person happens to be clinging to you and giving you a new importance in life, you’d be blushing too. And this is where Stammi Vicino as a reflection of Victor’s life comes into play. While the song at this point may not be directed at anyone in particular, it shows that Victor longs for romance in his life, he craves that companionship and that kind of love that is another thing (in addition to direction and motivation) that is missing in his life. Again, Yuuri is offering Victor something that he has been craving, and undeniably Victor finds Yuuri attractive enough to think “Why not?”

And so he launches in this dance-off and has the time of his life. He is so happy and his dance partner is so happy and attractive, Victor is simply ecstatic. I do not dare say that Victor fell in love that moment he blushed, but he was getting there and that wonderful dance (again, Victor seems to love how Yuuri dances) may just have made him fall harder. Judging by the way Yuuri treated him and the way Yuuri looked at him while they danced, he definitely knew their attraction was mutual. And Victor, ever the sap, even allowed himself to be led into the dance(s because they seem to have danced quite a few) by this wonderful man.

[Beautiful. Just beautiful.]

I also suppose that despite the fact that Yuuri more or less disappeared from his life (he probably did not take this as “He doesn’t remember, he is not interested any more” sign but more like a thing that happens in competition because Yuuri just was not able to make the cut), Victor cultivated this feeling (perhaps because it is something he has never felt before) all throughout the season to the point that maybe Stammi Vicino has become a plea to Yuuri and enough so that he created the Eros choreography because of Yuuri. 

He made himself fall so hard that Yuuri’s skating video was enough to make him drop everything to be Yuuri’s coach (he was probably puzzled that Yuuri’s skills did not bring him to the podium) and because he thought Yuuri was going to fill the love that was missing in his life (taking Yuuri’s skating Stammi Vicino as a sign that Yuuri is still interested in him). I am of the impression that he was okay with leaving Russia for good (he brought everything he owned, I wouldn’t be surprised if he sold his apartment too). 

Victor was shooting for the stars. He banked so much in this chancy encounter and on the feelings a drunken Yuuri showed only to feel utterly confused and rejected with he reaches Japan. He must have called himself foolish at one point (or more). But he stayed and plowed on, supporting Yuuri in whichever way he can, which thankfully turned out well for him in the end because he did get the life and love that Yuuri unwittingly offered. (I’ll discuss or more like gush over Victor’s love in another post.)

I’ll just end with this screencap because this moment is literally perfect. If people asked me when Victor fell in love, I’d say “HERE. RIGHT HERE. THIS MOMENT IS WHEN HE FELL IN LOVE.”

[Victor is so happy and Yuuri is smiling at him and they are both panting and Victor just wants more of this kind of feeling and this beautiful man in his life.]

come and get your love; a deancas au

The annual Valentine’s Fling is a week away and Dean still doesn’t have a date. He’s come to terms that he will most likely be stuck playing third wheel to Sam and Jess, until a series of valentine cards appear from a secret admirer.

It all begins on a Thursday.

Dean is walking to class with his eye on the clock, knowing that he has about thirty seconds to be in Ms. Mills’ English class before the bell rings. He glances around at the almost empty hall and picks up speed, practically running as he turns the corner and the classroom comes into view. With a grin on his face, Dean runs the rest of the way until he’s practically skidding on the wood floors, falling into the room just at the late bell chimes.

“Nice of you to join us today, Mr. Winchester,” Ms. Mills says drily from the front, eyeing him impatiently. “Now sit down. Today we’re going to be discussing The Iliad…”

He makes his way over to his usual desk and slides in, pulling out his battered copy of Homer’s classic from his backpack. His hands are a bit sweaty from running, so when he brings the book up to the desk he drops it with a light thud, his notes from the last class period flying out onto the floor.

“Dammit,” Dean whispers under his breath. He kicks the back of the seat in front of him. “Hey…Gabe? Gabriel!”

Gabriel Loki, in his true fashion, turns around with a light smirk on his lips and a lollypop clutched between his teeth. “What’s up, kiddo?” he says around the candy, the words coming out garbled.

“I need you to grab my notes. I dropped them behind your desk.”

Gabe just nods and reaches back, picking up the array of papers off the floor. Grinning, he places them on Dean’s desk and throws an obnoxiously pink valentine card on top, a strange picture of Nala from The Lion King printed on it.

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Request: The kids giving MFW guys a little gift cause they love him <3

This one is going to be quite different, cause I wanted to let each kid have his or her own creativity. So it’s going to be a little drabble for every kid in accordance to their heritage and personality (as per the set up I made before for them). Tis the season to be giving!

Ayame Saeki:
“Honey, I’m home!”
Saeki calls out his usual greeting to the household, and you greet him cheerfully from the kitchen.
His daughter sprints down the hall and smashes into his arms at full force.
“Slow down there, sweetie!” Saeki laughs and throws aside his briefcase of papers to pick her up. “What are you so hyped about?” He gives her a little shake in his arms and she laughs brightly, her voice sweet and chiming like bells.
“I made you something!” She holds out a big card, and he grins. Walking over to the couch, he sets his daughter down and takes it. The front was decorated in glittery swirls, a little lopsided at the work of her young fingers, but overall still aesthetically pleasant. Not to mention that he loved it already just because she made it. Written across the middle where the flowers formed a frame, was “Best Dad Ever!”
“It’s really cute.” He grins at Ayame and ruffles her hair. Saeki flips it open.
‘Thanks you for being the best dad ever!’
In slightly smaller font, in the corner, was:
‘I love you, daddy. Ayame~’
His chest glowed with inexplicable happiness. He kisses his daughter on the head.
“Thank you, Ayame. I love you too.” She grins up at him, a flash of perfect white teeth. Leaning in, she kisses him quickly on the cheek.

Toshio Aikawa:
The boy sank into the chair beside Kunihiko, and he looked up from his keyboard.
“What is it, Tosh?”
His son fidgeted with something under the table, and quickly shoved something across the surface at him.
“Here. It’s for you.”
Kunihiko picked up the wooden airplane. It was actually quite large for a craft, the fuselage almost as long as his laptop was wide. It was nicely painted, with a sleek, smokey grey colouring and detailed bands of yellow, red and blue. Stamped into its left wing was “You’re a good dad.”
“You made this in woodwork class?”
Toshio averted his father’s gaze and nodded.
“I thought you’d like it.”
“I really appreciate it, Toshio.” Kunihiko chuckled and patted his son’s head. The boy’s eyes shone. It was actually rare, such a show of affection from the usually arrogant and lofty boy, but Kunihiko enjoyed it. “Thank you. It’s quite well made.”
A glint sparkled in his son’s eyes.
“You think so?”
Kunihiko grinned and ruffled his hair.
The boy pouted again and tried to smooth his hair back down, and his father laughed at the pride that brimmed in his eyes from the praise.

Tsutomu Aikawa:
“It’s for you, dad!”
The purple haired boy holds out a brand new notebook he asked his mom to get for him. On the front cover was a very nicely painted picture of an airplane. Kunihiko took the notebook and stared at the painting for a moment.
“This is Toshio’s plane, isn’t it?”
His younger son smiled and nodded eagerly.
“You recognize it?”
“It’s a real good painting.” Kunihiko praises as Tsutomu sits down beside him on the couch.
“Open it, dad!” He prompts.
“Alright, alright, kid.” Kunihiko chuckles and gives his son a light jab in the ribs. The normally quiet and reserved child gave a yelp and squirmed off the couch.
Opening the notebook, Kunihiko remarks the writing across the first ruled page.
‘You’re a great dad. Thank you for everything! -Tsutomu.’
“Thanks so much, Tsutomu.” He smiles over at the boy. “I really love it. And the painting is amazing!”
Tsutomu’s face blossomed into a grin, and Kunihiko feels another flush of warmth in his body. He loved his sons more than words could express, and the reciprocation of this love is more than his own sweetest imaginations could fathom.

Aina Shibasaki:
Origami flowers
She knocked on the doorframe of his study, appearing in the empty space where the door was open. Ren finished scribbling down his notes and looked over at her.
“What is it, Aina?”
The small blonde approached on her feet lightly, as if she was floating. She gave him a sweet little smile.
“Am I interrupting?”
“Not at all.” He gave her a quick embrace and her wide, pale green eyes shimmered as she looked up at him. “What is it?”
She produced a bouquet of flowers from behind her back and handed it to him.
“I… I made you something.”
Ren gazed down at the bouquet fondly, noting the precise detail of every origami petal, remarking the beauty of the multicolored origami roses and lilies organized in a classy paper wrap.
“It’s beautiful.” He kisses the top of her head. “What’s the occasion?”
Aina giggled.
“Nothing. I just thought you would like some!” Aina throws her arms around him and hugs him around the middle. “You’re just so busy recently, dad.” She mumbles into his stomach. “Maybe you’ll think of me if I leave some flowers here.”
“Sorry, Aina.” He pats her head tenderly, an apologetic note entering his voice. “Work is busy, but it’s just recently. I promise I’ll pay more attention to you after we finish this project, okay?”
She smiles up at him with her pretty little lips.
“I understand, dad.”

Norio Maruyama:
It was a great feeling, having a good read on one of his leisurely Sundays. Takao flipped the last page in his novel, closing it and putting it down with a satisfied sigh. Almost immediately, he feels the couch dip beside him as his oldest son sits down, back straight and grey eyes shining. He holds out a book.
“I got you something, dad.”
Takao takes it and smiles lovingly.
“Thank you, Norio.”
“I hope you like it.” The boy says, a little shyly, with a curve of a smile.
Takao opens up the literary classic and the sharp observation skills pick up on the highlighted letters in the prologue. Scanning the pages, he packs them into a sentence.
“Thanks for everything, dad. I love you. Norio.”
His gaze snaps up at his son, grinning a little awkwardly beside him, watching his expression intently. Takao wraps the boy into his arms, giving him a firm and long embrace. His heart swells in size as he holds his firstborn against his chest.
“Thanks, Norio.”
He holds his son at arm’s length and stares fondly into the face so similar to his own childhood. He pats him on the shoulders and smiles.
“I love you too.”

Masao Maruyama:
You were still at the exposition with Lilly, and Takao came into the bedroom alone, about to hang his jacket up when he notices the little box on the bedside table.
His second son’s voice peeps out from behind him, and Takao turns to see Masao slipping through the doorway.
“Is this yours?” He asks, holding out the box.
“It’s for you, dad.” Masao says quietly, with anticipation in his eyes as he glances up at his father. “It’s nothing much, but I made it for you.”
“Really?” Takao didn’t try to conceal the happy tone in his voice, and Masao’s face lights up at his interest. He opens up the box to see a wood and metal bird, a delicate contraption that is meant to balance precariously on a fingertip. Takao places it on his finger and it swings from side to side, the bird eventually stilling and staying on his hand. He turns to Masao.
“This is really nice. You made it in class?”
The boy nodded quickly with a smile.
“I thought you would like it, dad.”
“I love it.” Takao embraces his son and ruffles his hair. Masao gives a lopsided grin and he smiles, feeling his chest clench in a bout of pure happiness. “How about I put it in my office and let my all of my clients try it? I’m sure they’ll like it.”
The boy straightens proudly, and Takao smiles, tucking the contraption back into the box to take with him the next day, knowing how much this small show of valuing Masao’s efforts meant everything to his shyest, most uncertain child.

Kiyomi Maruyama:
He was finishing up his work, sorting files into folders, when a pair of small hands dangled something before his eyes.
“Kiyomi! I can’t see!” He laughed and reached around himself, yanking his giggling daughter around to him. She stood before him, her young face shining in her laughter, holding up two sparkling vials.
“I made you something!”
It was a pair of small glass bottles filled with white and black sand respectively, dangling from a key ring.
“It’s lovely, Kiyomi.” Takao smiles as he takes it gently from her. “Thank you.”
The girl steps forward into his arms and she snuggles against his chest.
“I know your job is stressful.” She looked up at him with wide, worried eyes that suddenly reminded him of you. “Promise me you’ll never forget what’s right.” Her eyes flickered to the white sand and back. “I wanted you to have a reminder of good and bad.”
Takao hugged her again, tightening his hand in a fist around the two coloured sands.
“I promise.”

Masaru Kougami:
It’s been a month since Masaru and Michiko’s birthday, and Yamato was honestly surprised that his son has not abused his present yet. He had been gifted a waterproof label maker machine by his parents, and Yamato has so far not seen any labels anywhere.
That is, until this morning.
As he prepped to go to the school, he saw his water bottle laid out for him. Labeled with “Students’ tears”. His lunchbox was also on the table, with your prepacked bento, and labeled with “Students’ crushed dreams”. His test binder was there too, marked with “Dream Crusher”. Finally, the Physics textbook he uses for his senior class was marked with multiple labels.
“Wow” “Such Newton” “Very Vector” “Much Acceleration”
“How do you like it, dad?” Masaru came up to him with a smirk, running a hand through his red hair.
“It’s creative.” Yamato admitted with a laugh as his son embraces him. The boy pulls back and he looks down to see another sticker, this time on him.
“Most loved dad”
“Thanks, Masaru.” Yamato chuckles as he peels off the sticker from his jacket and sticks it onto his binder. The boy gave a sly smile and shrugged.
“Totally wasn’t me.”
He ruffled his son’s hair with a fondness hot in his chest.
“Of course it wasn’t. Isn’t my son too tough for that?” Father and son laughed, and Masaru hugged his father again.
“I love ya, dad.”

Michiko Kougami:
The entire house smelled amazing.
Yamato sniffed hard at the air, tasting cookies on his tongue. What’s the occasion?
He closed the door behind him and remembered you said something about staying out late with Lilly at one of the gallery displays.
“Michiko? Masaru?”
His daughter peeped out at him from the kitchen.
“Hi dad! You’re home!”
Yamato sat down on the couch, yanking off his tie and rubbing his forehead in fatigue.
“What are you making?”
She fell silent and Yamato was about to get up and fetch his daughter when she came barreling into the living room with the widest grin, holding out a plate for him.
“Take a look!”
He peered at the plate, where plain butter cookies spelled out “BEST DAD” and were covered in frosting in shades of red and orange.
“Is it as good as it looks?” Yamato smiles at his daughter, patting her head fondly as she sat down beside him.
“I don’t know.” Michiko laughed as she held up a cookie. “Wanna try?”
He chuckles and she pops the cookie into his mouth with a laugh so much like yours. She had clearly used your recipe of butter cookies, and it tasted ever sweeter from his dear daughter’s hand.

Yoichi Kajima:
It’s been a while since he got some good time like this to settle down and relax. Yuta sank into the cushions of the couch and tossed his head back, dragging a hand through his hair. He has been hosting TV shows and recording for an anime movie for the past two weeks, and there was literally no time to unclench.
There was a ripple of the weight on the couch as his son jumped onto the seat beside him and scrabbled over to his side.
“Dad! I made you something!”
Something papery was shoved into his hands, and Yuta looked down, putting out one arm around his son’s shoulders.
“What’s this?”
It was a very large card, decorated with a crayon drawing of him on the front, in his green shirt and dark suit, grinning. Inside were lines and lines of jokes that Yoichi had pulled off the Internet, circling a space where “I <3 U DAD” was scrawled in fat marker.
“Do you like it?” Yoichi asked with a bob of his curly haired head. “I thought it would make you happy, cause you’re so tired recently.”
Yuta hugged the boy to his chest, ruffling the sandy curls under one big hand. His son complained against him but embraced him anyway.
“Thanks, kiddo. I love it!”

Yuki Kunishiro:
It was a few days before he had to leave for his month-long trip to one of the smaller European countries. He sat with you in the living room after dinner, drinking hot chocolate and discussing the day, holding your hand in his. There was a patter of footsteps, and Yuki came running in with a messy bundle in her hands.
“What’s the matter?” He put down his drink and gazed at his daughter, who climbed onto the couch, over your lap, and sat down on his legs.
“I made you something!” She looped a fuzzy thing around his heck and Kyoichi’s eyes widened as she knotted it tight around his throat.
“Hey there, Yuki, I can’t breathe.” He chuckles and tugs on the scarf to loosen it. His daughter giggled and snuggled against his chest. He stroked her hair. “Thanks.”
Pulling the end of the scarf, he saw the uneven knitting and smiled. “Why the scarf all of a sudden? It’s not that cold overseas.” Brown eyes peered up at him under the long lashes and Yuki laughs before hugging him again.
“Cause you’re the best dad EVER.” She mumbles with a determined note into his chest, and Kyoichi wrapped his arms around her. “I’ll miss you, dad.”
His heart warmed and he kissed the top of her head.
“I know.”
“Will you miss us too?” Yuki blinked. Kyoichi flicked her forehead lightly.

Kaito Kunishiro:
Kyoichi called down the hall.
“Where is my cell phone!? I need it NOW!”
The luggage was at the door, and Kyoichi glanced at the clock. It was time. What the heck was his son doing with his phone?
“Coming, dad!” Kaito came sprinting down the hall, tailed by his little sister in her double braids and sundress. “Sorry!”
He pushes the cell phone into his father’s hand along with a pair of headphones.
“What is this?” Kyoichi looks at him curiously, raising an eyebrow.
“I loaded you up on music and a video chat app.” His son smiled anxiously, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. “I put in some songs that will remind you of us when you go. Sorry it was a little bit laggy and I’m late an-“
Kyoichi didn’t let him finish, embracing him firmly, clutching his son against him as he allowed himself a few moments with his family before heading off on his month-long trip.
“Thank you, Kaito.”
The boy squeezed his arms around his father, and slowly let go.
“Take care of your mom and Yuki when I’m gone, alright?” Kyoichi put a hand on his son’s head and the boy nodded in all seriousness, puffing out his chest.
“Of course, dad. Come back soon!”

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