anyways i have too many feels to put in the tags

For anyone who ever falls in love with her or is lucky enough to get into a relationship with her. But hopefully she’s mine till the day I die. But take some of these things on board. - From someone who is in love with her and has been for 3 years. And always will be.
She loves FaceTime calls, especially video calls she’ll probably like seeing you because I definitely like seeing her. And hearing her voice. Her voice is special, and perfect to me because it’s hers. I could listen to her talking all day. Even if she’s complaining. She absolutely hates slow replies and being ignored, so reply to her as quickly as you can. And if you go out or you’re busy, make sure you tell her. Don’t allow her to overthink, and worry about you. It’s bad for her. Listen to her. Especially when she talks about something that makes her happy or inspires her. Listen. Even if she talks for hours , listen. Have deep conversations with her, about anything. She loves that. Talk to her for hours until 4am and you’re both tired , but happy so it doesn’t matter. Talk about weird things , like I do. Reincarnating into a tiger and a dolphin, so when we both die we can be happy together. Yes that’s weird but it’s us, and I love that. I’m sure she does too. Make her feel wanted, she absolutely hates feeling unwanted. I can assure you she’s wanted. More than anything by me. Send her cute messages and paragraphs , anything to make her smile, it’s difficult to make that girl smile. So it’s extremely precious to me when I see her smile. Be patient with her, it takes time to understand her. Wait. Wait a long time, as long as you need to wait until she’s comfortable to tell you something, for example if she’s in a bad mood. Don’t pressure her to tell you, don’t assume things. Yes I do that because I’m insecure and I overthink. But don’t make assumptions. Wait until she’s ready, but reassure her, so she knows you care. Please be patient and she’ll open up to you, if she trusts you. And it’s very hard to gain her trust. Appreciate her. Everything about her, how beautiful she is from head to toe. Her soul, her heart , her mind. I mean everything. This girl is special. Real fucking special. When she’s insecure and gets jealous of other girls , remind her she’s the best. To me she’s the best anyway. I wouldn’t want anybody but her. Admire every single thing about her. Emphasis on admire. She’s perfect. My perfect dolphin, I’d call her. That’d make her smile. All our little weird conversations mean a lot to me, and all our memories. I love her smile though, she hates it. But out of all the thousands of smiles I’ve seen hers is the best. I honestly can’t put into words how beautiful she looks when she smiles. The way her eyes glisten, sparkling omg. She hates her eyes too, because they’re “ boring brown” but to me they’re far from boring. They’re the type of eyes I could look into all day long and not for a second be bored. Even sitting in silence with her is perfect. The vibes off her are the besttttt. It’s unexplainable tbh. Don’t use her, never do that, she’s been hurt way too many times before and doesn’t deserve any more pain. Her happiness means the world to me. And if she ever becomes yours, do your best to keep her happy. This girl is different from the rest, NO ONE is like her. I swear you’ll never come across someone as perfect, precious, beautiful, amazing, out of this world etc. (I could go on) like her. Sometimes I have to ask myself if I’m dreaming, because the amount of love she shoes and all she does for me is unbelievable. And if you can ever call her yours , you’ll be very blessed to have her. This girl has her guard up too, a huge wall you have to break down bit by bit, for a very long time. Until you know her. I don’t know her to the full extent but I know her better than anybody else. And I lover her more than anybody else has or ever will.
She loves being called babygirl, princess or wifey. Or in our special kinda way she’s my dolphin. Something like that will make her smile. Don’t call her “B” or “baby” or “ babe” she thinks it’s cringe, or “ year 7 relationships” she’d say. And don’t put like 100 heart emojis or weird emojis when you text her, just be normal. When she’s happy she’ll put a lot of emojis. Pay attention to them. They represent her mood. It’s pretty important to me.
She’s passionate about reading and she’s soooo fucking good at writing. Anything. Literally. She’s the most intelligent, smart , brainy ( whatever you wanna call it ) girl I’ve met. No exaggeration at all. She absolutely loves getting new stationary, fine liners , coloured felts, glue, sticky notes, sexy note pads. You name it. And if she loves you she’ll spend hours and hours creating things for you. She’ll write you books if she’s 100% in love with you ( I’m lucky asf to get that ) even make a canvas of photos together. She will do a HELL of a lot. So appreciate that. If she’s ever yours. I appreciate her and I’m so thankful for every single thing she does.
She loves bright colourful sunsets ( purples and pinks , blues ) she likes it when they start to go dark though right at the end of them. She would spend ages taking photos of the sky , until it’s “ right ”. Sunsets are another thing that make her happy. Her happiness is key, remember that. And I hope In the future, me and her can sit and watch sunsets together. But if she becomes yours, please sit and admire the sky with her. Do anything you can to make her happy. She deserves happiness. And more. She loves romantic movies, tbh they’re her favourite, and horror movies. Lying in bed and watching a movie she’ll like, will make her happy. Some days she will push you away, and she’ll get angry at you for little things, but you need to understand that, that’s her. But try and stay, reassure her. Tell her how much she means to you, she loves when I do that. She will just stay in bed some days , not move at all, cry and hate herself. Those are the difficult days, don’t leave on those days. Do whatever you can to make sure she’s okay. Remind her that everything will be okay , the bad thoughts will go away. They don’t last forever. Better things will come.
She gets jealous too, very easily , if she loves you. Focus on her and nobody else, don’t ever take her for granted. Ever. And she doesn’t like going out, in crowded places , so don’t pressure her to go out. Whenever she’s ready you’ll know. She’ll prefer being indoors as long as she’s in the presence of someone she loves. That’d make her day, she’d say to me. There are a thousand of other things I could say, but hopefully this gives a decent idea. If you’re ever lucky enough to call her yours , protect her, love her, appreciate her etc. Take all of this into consideration. There’s much more but this is what comes to mind right now. But hopefully nobody else will ever have her and she’ll be mine until forever ends. If one of us die. But I will always love her no matter what. Regardless of anything, literally anything. I promise that.
—  for my wife.

anonymous asked:

Is there any other evidence of Barry being canonically bi?

There’s no real “Evidence”, no.

However, if you examine the show through a queer lens and take subtext into account, I think there’s some indication of mutual attraction between him and Eddie, him and Len, him and Oliver, and maybe other hints besides.

To preface, before I go into that, it’s important to note that Barry is (wonderfully so) a character who sometimes eschews traditional gender norms. He cries and wears his heart on his sleeve, is sometimes the one being saved by his lady love (like he’s the one saved by true love’s kiss in 3x17 [Duet]) and has a body type that isn’t the muscle-bound huge-armed male power fantasy we’ve come to associate with male superheroes.

So we have to take that into consideration when we consider Barry. Is he just a feminist and emotionally self-aware dude who is comfortable enough with himself to eschew gender norms, or does he have an actual attraction to more than one gender (and in this case, looking more specifically at whether he’s attracted to men and male-aligned folks). Let’s see if we can figure out if he’s just comfortable in his own skin or if there’s any attraction going on.



First, taking the easiest example, let’s look at how he sometimes negotiates his relationship with Eddie. Although not inherently romantic, we’ve got Barry thinking flowers are the right gift to get Eddie in the hospital.

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There’s some guilt and layers to Barry being worried about Eddie here, and it is a very sweet thing for Barry to do to bring him flowers, but it’s still atypical.

There’s a lot more that gives us something more concrete to work with though. Like the scene between him and Eddie where Eddie is trying to help Barry get out his anger and he’s holding the punching bag for Barry, and the “harder” line?

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If you take off straight goggles (which is basically how you put on a queer lens), this becomes a lot more… charged. The way Eddie starts stripping right there for Barry to watch, pectorals pronounced? The way Barry glances down at Eddie’s body? The smirk when Eddie tells him to hit it harder?

I’ll include this example too, mostly because it made me laugh so hard:

Originally posted by ludi-lin

(Barry only shifts away from Eddie after Eddie pushes for more space, note).

And of course, what I think of as one of the more telling examples, Barry’s fantasy world / daydream in which Eddie and looks at him like he hung the freaking moon:

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Eddie’s admiration is important to Barry, like very important. And obviously there is survivor’s guilt and layers to that, but just freaking look at Eddie’s expression. That’s Barry’s fantasy expression for how he wants Eddie to look at him. Awed. Admiring. In love.

So okay, queer lens, some indications of Barry being attracted to Eddie. 

(For the record and as a bit of an aside, early in the show, Cisco also compliments Eddie and how attractive he is when Barry’s basically staring at Eddie with Iris at the bar. There’s tons of canon “evidence” for Cisco also being like, super bi. The way he compliments Eddie and “Jay” (Hunter)’s bodies and forms, the Chronicles of Cisco episode where he talks about Captain Cold’s blue eyes being mesmerizing. Cisco is Not Straight.)



Moving on.

Barry’s response to Hartley’s flirting doesn’t give us much.

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Because he mostly just looks a bit put upon by it? Doesn’t flirt back, but he doesn’t say anything disparaging either. And we know that the actors weren’t unaware of how close they were standing in the earlier scene, based on the blooper reel:

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(here’s the actual scene:

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kind of intense, huh?)



Then of course there is the tension between Barry and Len which becomes especially palpable in 1x22. But there’s a flirting sort of lean to how Len asks for a ride back to town in 1x16 after the woods scene, and how close Barry gets to him to threaten him about not hurting anyone Barry cares about.

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Then of course there is the space thing here:

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If you want a reference, preferred interpersonal distance among acquaintances in USA is ~2 feet. This is far more of the “intimate” distance category (Sorokowska et al. 2017). Barry gets weirdly close to Len at times (and like I pointed out above, got weirdly close to Hartley).

Originally posted by coldsflash

(Not that Len’s always complaining based on his own expressions…)



Moving on more.

Barry and Oliver’s relationship could be interpreted as mentor/mentee, older/younger brother, or just friends. But there’s also an easy flirting-type bent to do it, a lot of the time.

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(Look at these dorks and tell me they’re not flirting, honestly).

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Look at how Barry looks at him. (Is this even canon? Is this a blooper? Or is Barry’s crush just that obvious?)

Then you’ve got Barry being distracted by Oliver’s arms and then both unable to suppress smiles because again, they practically can’t help but be a step away from flirting one with another at all times?

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And look at how Ollie looks at him ffs. You’d have to pay me to convince me that Oliver isn’t trying to reel in thoughts of the things he’s tempted to do to Barry right here.

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(They have a lot of chemistry; it’s part of why the crossovers always work so well).

Anyway, it’s clear Barry admires Oliver a lot and is eager to introduce him and talk him up.

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(Barry, honey, your crush is showing. Even Iris isn’t as obvious about her crush on Oliver).

And like, this been since Barry was introduced to the DCTV canon. Pretty sure his crush on The Arrow predates his crush on Oliver.

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(There’s some moment in this episode where he mentions how wonderful and handsome Oliver is so of course Felicity is in love with him. It’s written to sound jealous and downtrodden but he’s basically there acknowledging how attractive he thinks Ollie is).

And then this line, I mean.

Originally posted by supercanaries

I’m sure there’s a straighter way to say that…



So, in sum, looking across a few of his dealings with other men in the show, particularly men a few to many years older than him who don’t fit a parental role but instead challenge him? Especially men with broad chests and large shoulders? Barry displays some signs that we can take as attraction to these men, if we’re willing to set aside the heteronormative lens and put on a queer one.

None of this is conclusive, of course, and there are straight men who are going to display the traits Barry is here. But note that none of this is about, say, hugging men (like dragging Oliver in for hugs) and eschewing toxic masculinity by talking about his feelings. And it’s so much more than just complimenting these men. So none of this is coming from a place of “if you aren’t embodied toxic masculinity then you’re inherently queer”. 

It’s about how he looks at them and their chemistry, the way they flirt, the way he embeds himself into the space of men, using challenge as an excuse to get right up and personal with them. The line between “heart thumping from fear-stress” and “heart pumping from attraction-arousal” is a crazy thin one, so thin it can be misinterpreted by people about their own emotions, and they misattribute fear as arousal (Dutton and Aron 1974).

So… I think a queer reading of Barry is a pretty valid one. I truly read him as bi and have from season 1.

Fanfiction

Summary: Bucky asks to borrow your laptop and finds the smutty fanfiction that you’ve been writing on your anonymous Tumblr account.

Warnings: smut, secondhand embarrassment, fingering, metal arm kink

A/N: Thank you guys for being so nice to me today and sending me asks because I really like getting asks and they helped me feel better. I finished writing this at three in the morning because my anxiety is really bad because I’m waiting for my advisor to email me back about whether or not I can withdrawal my Physics class and I’m going really crazy waiting because I have a Physics test Thursday and welp. Anyway, that’s why you have this fic; I couldn’t sleep so I wrote this. Feedback is welcome and encouraged. If you want to be added to the tag list you have to send me an ask.


“Hey, (Y/N), can I borrow your laptop?” Bucky peered into your room, making sure you weren’t indecent first.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” You unplugged the MacBook from it’s charger and handed it to Bucky. “I’ll be down in the gym if you have any questions.”

“Thanks, doll.” His fingers brushed against yours as he took the metal computer from you. The mixture of his pet name and the tingling from his touch sent a need between your legs. “Mind if I just sit in here and use it?” 

“Not at all.” You headed out of your room and to the gym, ready to work out.

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🐰 EASTER SENTENCE STARTERS.

Happy Easter to those who celebrate!

❛ What are your Easter plans? ❜
❛ You’re never too old to hunt some eggs! ❜
❛ I’m going to Church, mind joining me? ❜
❛ I hope you have a wonderful Easter my friend! ❜
❛ I can’t believe it’s supposed to snow on Easter! ❜
❛ We’re coloring some eggs for Easter, want to help? ❜
❛ I’m baking some goods for Easter, mind helping me? ❜
❛ Are you supposed to boil the eggs before coloring them? ❜
❛ Hey! I got a dollar in one of my plastic eggs! ❜
❛ I never really went egg hunting, ever in my whole life. ❜
❛ So, you walk around and find eggs? That’s it? ❜
❛ Are you going to go shopping with me later? ❜
❛ How does this outfit look? I’m going to wear it for Easter. ❜
❛ Who gets drunk on Easter? ❜
Oh, Easter! Another holiday to use as an excuse to drink! ❜
❛ I drink on all holidays, especially Easter. ❜
❛ I’ve got a surprise egg for you! ❜
❛ Help me fill these eggs with candy. ❜
❛ I can’t believe it’s already Easter. ❜
❛ I never really cared much for Easter, or any holiday. ❜
❛ You didn’t come to the Easter festival today? ❜
❛ Isn’t this like for kids more than anyone? ❜
❛ A holiday to play with eggs! Sounds delightful! ❜
❛ I’m taking my child to see the Easter bunny, want to tag along? ❜
❛ I always loved getting my picture taking with the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ This egg is my egg, I’m keeping it. ❜
❛ Please don’t say you’re wearing that? ❜
❛ I made you a Easter basket. ❜
❛ I got you a Easter basket anyway. ❜
❛ Easter candy is my favorite! ❜
❛ Don’t wait up for the Easter Bunny for that one. ❜
❛ Christmas and Easter are probably the two holiest days in the Christian calendar. ❜
❛ I enjoyed watching the Easter Parade. ❜
❛ The shops are closed on Easter. ❜
❛ Are you going to that Easter thing this weekend? ❜
❛ I’m decorating for Easter, want to help out? ❜
❛ Hey, check out this cool Easter banter I’m going to hang later. ❜
❛ I have a chocolate egg just for you. ❜
❛ I love Easter and all the pastel coloring! ❜
❛ Pastel colors are Easter’s aesthetic. ❜
❛ I just love all these pastel colors! ❜
❛ Tell me, what is Easter again? ❜
❛ Ahh, Easter! Another holiday with great candy! ❜
❛ I’m so not ready for Easter yet. ❜
❛ So, doing anything fun for Easter coming up? ❜
❛ I hope you have a wonderful Easter weekend! ❜
❛ I always loved Easter as a child! ❜
❛ Easter is like my favorite holiday! ❜
❛ I got you a Easter card, hope you like it. ❜
❛ What should I get my boy/girlfriend for Easter? ❜
❛ I really wanted to get you something for Easter. ❜
❛ We should totally sign up to be in this Easter parade. ❜
❛ They’re handing out free candy because it’s Easter this weekend. ❜
❛ They do have Easter baskets on sale, want to get check them out? ❜
❛ There is nothing in this basket but candy? ❜
❛ I’ve got some extra Easter supplies you can use to make a basket. ❜
❛ Easter is like a arts and crafts holiday. ❜
❛ I’ve never been so excited for Easter before! ❜
❛ Why are you so excited for Easter? ❜
❛ I think this Easter will be better than my last. ❜
❛ It just feels like another day to me. ❜
❛ I can’t believe you don’t want to have some fun! ❜
❛ Did you get the basket I mailed you? ❜
❛ I mailed you gift. ❜
❛ Happy Easter! ❜
❛ I don’t really want to participate in this event. ❜
❛ Aw, you’re such a downer! Cheer up! ❜
❛ I really need your help with sitting this up. ❜
❛ I will never be able to pull this Easter party off. ❜
❛ Hey, it’s a double holiday! My birthday is this Easter! ❜
❛ So, is Easter is always on a Sunday? ❜
❛ I can’t believe you’ve never went egg hunting before. ❜
❛ You have not lived until you’ve hunted for eggs like they were gold. ❜
❛ It’s a Easter costume contest, just do it with me! ❜
❛ Who wears a costume on Easter? Other than the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ Plot twist, I’m the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ What’s a good book to read to kids on Easter? ❜
❛ This is the best way to go about doing it I guess. ❜
❛ I really didn’t Easter was this weekend. ❜
❛ I thought Easter had already passed. ❜
❛ Is there going to be food at this event? ❜
❛ Aw, what a cute picture of you and the Easter bunny. ❜
❛ I’ve got so many baskets to make this year. ❜
❛ I’m going to church with my family, I told you already. ❜
❛ I love this Easter day sale. I’ve been here all day. ❜
❛ All the stores are having a sale for Easter and I’m not missing it. ❜
❛ I just bought so much Easter crap. ❜
❛ I collect Easter eggs, if you were wondering why I have so many. ❜
❛ Okay, we got everything we need, now let’s get to work. ❜
❛ The school is having a Easter thing in the gym, want to go with me? ❜
❛ I never understood Easter. ❜
❛ Does the Easter bunny have a name? ❜
❛ Let’s just go shopping, that’s always helpful. ❜
❛ I really must admit, I didn’t think you could pull this off. ❜
❛ Is that a Easter bunny I see? ❜
❛ Let’s go to the petting zoo for Easter! ❜
❛ I love Easter festivals, they’re so much fun! ❜
❛ Well, for what it’s worth you make the best Easter bunny. ❜
❛ Wow, you work as the Easter bunny at the mall? ❜
❛ I’m dressing up as the Easter bunny this year for all the kids. ❜
❛ I’m just here to take pictures for my scrapbook. ❜
❛ Let’s start a Easter scrapbook! ❜
❛ So, we’re heading out early tomorrow, set your alarm. ❜
❛ Man, coloring eggs is pretty messy. ❜
❛ You should have put newspaper down before. ❜
❛ I got you a pet rabbit for Easter. ❜
❛ What’s a good Easter gift for someone? ❜
❛ Is Easter this weekend? ❜
❛ Ever notice how Easter is always on a Sunday? ❜
❛ I’m ordering pizza for Easter, I don’t care! ❜
❛ Okay, so cute these papers into shapes of eggs or rabbits. ❜
❛ I’m send you a special someone for Easter. ❜
❛ Did you ever get that Easter basket I made for you? ❜
❛ I love making Easter baskets! It’s so much fun! ❜
❛ We’re setting up a Easter theme. ❜
❛ This is a beautiful Easter play idea. We should do it. ❜
❛ Are you auditioning for the Easter play? ❜
❛ The school is having a Easter day play, you want to come? ❜
❛ It’s perfect weather for a Easter Sunday! ❜
❛ Okay, help me hide these eggs for the kiddos. ❜
❛ We have to hide all these eggs. ❜
❛ Fill the rest of those plastic eggs. ❜
❛ The eggs you found you keep. ❜
❛ There is going to be a egg hunting contest later. ❜
❛ Don’t forget to watch for the Easter bunny on TV later. ❜
❛ I’m not that into Easter this year. ❜
❛ How are you not ready for Easter? ❜
❛ Is Easter always chaotic like this? ❜
❛ I’m going to take Easter pictures with my family. ❜
❛ Easter cards are an actual thing? ❜
❛ Wait, so you had no idea it was Easter? There are posters everywhere. ❜
❛ I auditioned to be in the Easter play at school so I could skip going to church with my parents. ❜

The Friendly Wager (Part 6)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 4,608 (went really overboard)

Warnings: language, lots of bad language, fluff, sarcasm, drinking, implied drunkenness, angst, regret, hangover, confrontation, stupid feelings are stupid yeah?

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?

Second to last part! Tags are closed. I loved all your messages so much!

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anonymous asked:

What are other books/series that you'd recommend that are in the same vein as Animorphs?

Honestly, your ask inspired me to get off my butt and finally compile a list of the books that I reference with my character names in Eleutherophobia, because in a lot of ways that’s my list of recommendations right there: I deliberately chose children’s and/or sci-fi stories that deal really well with death, war, dark humor, class divides, and/or social trauma for most of my character names.  I also tend to use allusions that either comment on Animorphs or on the source work in the way that the names come up.

That said, here are The Ten Greatest Animorphs-Adjacent Works of Literature According to Sol’s Totally Arbitrary Standards: 

1. A Ring of Endless Light, Madeline L’Engle

  • This is a really good teen story that, in painfully accurate detail, captures exactly what it’s like to be too young to really understand death while forced to confront it anyway.  I read it at about the same age as the protagonist, not that long after having suffered the first major loss in my own life (a friend, also 14, killed by cancer).  It accomplished exactly what a really good novel should by putting words to the experiences that I couldn’t describe properly either then or now.  This isn’t a light read—its main plot is about terminal illness, and the story is bookended by two different unexpected deaths—but it is a powerful one. 

2. The One and Only Ivan, K.A. Applegate 

  • This prose novel (think an epic poem, sort of like The Iliad, only better) obviously has everything in it that makes K.A. Applegate one of the greatest children’s authors alive: heartbreaking tragedy, disturbing commentary on the human condition, unforgettably individuated narration, pop culture references, and poop jokes.  Although I’m mostly joking when I refer to Marco in my tags as “the one and only” (since this book is narrated by a gorilla), Ivan does remind me of Marco with his sometimes-toxic determination to see the best of every possible situation when grief and anger allow him no other outlet for his feelings and the terrifying lengths to which he will go in order to protect his found family.

3. My Teacher Flunked the Planet, Bruce Coville

  • Although the entire My Teacher is an Alien series is really well-written and powerful, this book is definitely my favorite because in many ways it’s sort of an anti-Animorphs.  Whereas Animorphs (at least in my opinion) is a story about the battle for personal freedom and privacy, with huge emphasis on one’s inner identity remaining the same even as one’s physical shape changes, My Teacher Flunked the Planet is about how maybe the answer to all our problems doesn’t come from violent struggle for personal freedoms, but from peaceful acceptance of common ground among all humans.  There’s a lot of intuitive appeal in reading about the protagonists of a war epic all shouting “Free or dead!” before going off to battle (#13) but this series actually deconstructs that message as blind and excessive, especially when options like “all you need is love” or “no man is an island” are still on the table.

4. Moon Called, Patricia Briggs

  • I think this book is the only piece of adult fiction on this whole list, and that’s no accident: the Mercy Thompson series is all about the process of adulthood and how that happens to interact with the presence of the supernatural in one’s life.  The last time I tried to make a list of my favorite fictional characters of all time, it ended up being about 75% Mercy Thompson series, 24% Animorphs, and the other 1% was Eugenides Attolis (who I’ll get back to in my rec for The Theif).  These books are about a VW mechanic, her security-administrator next door neighbor, her surgeon roommate, her retail-working best friend and his defense-lawyer boyfriend, and their cybersecurity frenemy.  The fact that half those characters are supernatural creatures only serves to inconvenience Mercy as she contemplates how she’s going to pay next month’s rent when a demon destroyed her trailer, whether to get married for the first time at age 38 when doing so would make her co-alpha of a werewolf pack, what to do about the vampires that keep asking for her mechanic services without paying, and how to be a good neighbor to the area ghosts that only she can see.  

5. The Thief, Megan Whalen Turner

  • This book (and its sequel A Conspiracy of Kings) are the ones that I return to every time I struggle with first-person writing and no Animorphs are at hand.  Turner does maybe the best of any author I’ve seen of having character-driven plots and plot-driven characters.  This book is the story of five individuals (with five slightly different agendas) traveling through an alternate version of ancient Greece and Turkey with a deceptively simple goal: they all want to work together to steal a magical stone from the gods.  However, the narrator especially is more complicated than he seems, which everyone else fails to realize at their own detriment. 

6. Homecoming, Cynthia Voight

  • Critics have compared this book to a modern, realistic reimagining of The Boxcar Children, which always made a lot of sense to me.  It’s the story of four children who must find their own way from relative to relative in an effort to find a permanent home, struggling every single day with the question of what they will eat and how they will find a safe place to sleep that night.  The main character herself is one of those unforgettable heroines that is easy to love even as she makes mistake after mistake as a 13-year-old who is forced to navigate the world of adult decisions, shouldering the burden of finding a home for her family because even though she doesn’t know what she’s doing, it’s not like she can ask an adult for help.  Too bad the Animorphs didn’t have Dicey Tillerman on the team, because this girl shepherds her family through an Odysseus-worthy journey on stubbornness alone.

7. High Wizardry, Diane Duane

  • The Young Wizards series has a lot of good books in it, but this one will forever be my favorite because it shows that weird, awkward, science- and sci-fi-loving girls can save the world just by being themselves.  Dairine Callahan was the first geek girl who ever taught me it’s not only okay to be a geek girl, but that there’s power in empiricism when properly applied.  In contrast to a lot of scientifically “smart” characters from sci-fi (who often use long words or good grades as a shorthand for conveying their expertise), Dairine applies the scientific method, programming theory, and a love of Star Wars to her problem-solving skills in a way that easily conveys that she—and Diane Duane, for that matter—love science for what it is: an adventurous way of taking apart the universe to find out how it works.  This is sci-fi at its best. 

8. Dr. Franklin’s Island, Gwyneth Jones

  • If you love Animorphs’ body horror, personal tragedy, and portrayal of teens struggling to cope with unimaginable circumstances, then this the book for you!  I’m only being about 80% facetious, because this story has all that and a huge dose of teen angst besides.  It’s a loose retelling of H.G. Wells’s classic The Island of Doctor Moreau, but really goes beyond that story by showing how the identity struggles of adolescence interact with the identity struggles of being kidnapped by a mad scientist and forcibly transformed into a different animal.  It’s a survival story with a huge dose of nightmare fuel (seriously: this book is not for the faint of heart, the weak of stomach, or anyone who skips the descriptions of skin melting and bones realigning in Animorphs) but it’s also one about how three kids with a ton of personal differences and no particular reason to like each other become fast friends over the process of surviving hell by relying on each other.  

9. Sideways Stories from Wayside School, Louis Sachar

  • Louis Sachar is the only author I’ve ever seen who can match K.A. Applegate for nihilistic humor and absurdist horror layered on top of an awesome story that’s actually fun for kids to read.  Where he beats K.A. Applegate out is in terms of his ability to generate dream-like surrealism in these short stories, each one of which starts out hilariously bizarre and gradually devolves into becoming nightmare-inducingly bizarre.  Generally, each one ends with an unsettling abruptness that never quite relieves the tension evoked by the horror of the previous pages, leaving the reader wondering what the hell just happened, and whether one just wet one’s pants from laughing too hard or from sheer existential terror.  The fact that so much of this effect is achieved through meta-humor and wordplay is, in my opinion, just a testament to Sachar’s huge skill as a writer. 

10. Magyk, Angie Sage

  • As I mentioned, the Septimus Heap series is probably the second most powerful portrayal of the effect of war on children that I’ve ever encountered; the fact that the books are so funny on top of their subtle horror is a huge bonus as well.  There are a lot of excellent moments throughout the series where the one protagonist’s history as a child soldier (throughout this novel he’s simply known as “Boy 412″) will interact with his stepsister’s (and co-protagonist’s) comparatively privileged upbringing.  Probably my favorite is the moment when the two main characters end up working together to kill a man in self-defense, and the girl raised as a princess makes the horrified comment that she never thought she’d actually have to kill someone, to which her stepbrother calmly responds that that’s a privilege he never had; the ensuing conversation strongly implies that his psyche has been permanently damaged by the fact that he was raised to kill pretty much from infancy, but all in a way that is both child-friendly and respectful of real trauma.  
PSA: Inbox Etiquette

How to Approach Someone for RP and How to Handle an invitation to RP

It occurs to me that there are 2 sides to making a new RP partnership happen. It takes 1 person to send an initial message of interest, of course, but it also takes 1 person to receive that message. I firmly believe that you should always be polite when inboxing someone first and that it’s the best thing you can do to find new partners because it shows that you’re assertive and puts you on that potential partner’s radar. However, I realized that I haven’t mentioned how the recipient should behave once they get such a request. So for good measure, that’s what the latter half of this post is getting around to. Okay? Okay. 

How to Approach Someone for RP

  • Be Brave - Even if you’re nervous to approach someone for a partnership. Do it anyway. It could work out. You’ll never know if you don’t ask. The worst that can happen is your ask goes unanswered or your request is denied. If that happens, move on to the next! There are so many people on tumblr looking for partners, so don’t dwell on that 1 or 2 that don’t work out. 
  • Be Polite - Greetings are important. Your potential partners are human just like you. So talk to them like you’d like to be talked to. ‘Hi’ ‘Hello’ ‘Hey’ are good starts as opposed to a naked ‘wanna rp?’. It also never hurts to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’, when appropriate. If you are denied,  please don’t continue to message the person asking/demanding for explanations or begging them to reconsider. This is unfair.
  • Be Patient - It might take a few seconds, minutes, or days for a potential partner to reply to you. Wait at least 1-2 days before re-messaging. And say something like, ‘hey, I inboxed you the other day about wanting to rp and I’m not sure if tumblr gobbled the message or not. please let me know when you have the chance. thanks.’ Oh yes. Tumblr eats messages sometimes. It happens.

Example rp request messages which you may use:

  • hey. i came across your blog in the tags and i have a muse i think might work well with your muse because —.
  • hi. i saw your starter in the tags and I was thinking of replying to it with my muse, do you have any ideas where you want to take it?  
  • hello. i just had to message you because I found your blog while scrolling through my partner’s blog and I love your muse/this plot you reblogged/your writing style, would you like to rp?
  • hi. I saw you liked the plot about— I have a muse that’d be perfect for that if you want to discuss?

How to Handle an invitation to RP

  • Be Considerate - It takes varying degrees of courage for someone to come into your inbox and state that they’re interested in rping with you. Especially if the person approaching you thinks that you’re god’s gift to writing. For some people it takes a tremendous leap of faith to make the first move. So when you receive an invitation for rp, please respond. Even if it’s just to say you’re not interested. It’s the polite thing to do not to keep them hanging. You were new to this stuff once. Remember?   
  • Be Honest - If you’re open to new partnerships, say so. If you’re not open to new partnerships at the moment or ever, say so. If you’re open to new partnerships, but you just don’t see yourself gelling with the person who’s asking for a shot, say so. Don’t feel pressured to accept in order to be nice. BUT be nice if you’re going to say no. This person who messaged you is human, like you, and has feelings. Be respectful, especially if they’re respectful to you first. 
  • Be Collaborative - If someone comes to your inbox with intentions of rping with you for the first time, it would be nice if you did a little grunt work too. You can take a look through their blog and see what might and might not work, instead of demanding they come to you with all of the ideas. If they say, ‘hey, how bout our muses meet at a cafe?’ take the idea further, if you like it ( e.g., ‘sure. it can be during a rain storm and my muse is looking for a place to sit’ ), or suggest something different, if you don’t (e.g. hm, how bout something else? like our muses bump into each other in a doctor’s waiting room?). RPing is a collaborative process, after all. So–be somewhat willing to collaborate?

  Example rp request denial messages which you may use:

  • hi. thanks for messaging me, but I’m not looking for new partners at this time.
  • hello. i got your message and i really appreciate the nice things you said, but I have a full plate with my partnerships/threads already. So I wouldn’t have the time or energy to devote to another one. sorry.
  • hey. i took a look through your blog/at your guidelines/at your muses and i just don’t think that we’ll fit as partners. thank you for reaching out though. good luck!

Take Home Message to all of tumblr Rpers: 

Be nice. Be honest. Be collaborative. Don’t settle. Don’t be a jerk. 

Close Call ~PART 1

Some writing to celebrate VLD’s one year anniversary! This may be a bit late in the day, but I was really busy… whoops.

This is the first of four parts, and the parts are just going to get longer, so sorry if this is too short. The next three parts should be up soon. Yes, I’m posting a multi-chapter-ish thing. Today seemed a good day to do it.

Vague Summary: Lance and Keith get captured while on a solo mission… and separated. Lance is very badly injured already, which is not a situation one wants to deal with when in a Galra prison cell. And Keith is worried. (This is also kind of inspired by Jeremy Shada’s “I mean, Lance dies, so that’ll be fun,” when talking about season 3).

Catch this fic on AO3

Psst: @voltronpaella the best beta, @dogsahoy this is the thing I was telling you about,  and @taylor-tut you’ll probably like the other parts better, but I wanted to tag you with my angst anyway if you want me to stop tagging you in my whump/illness/injury stuff just say the word


Keith woke up to an empty cell. The room was dimly lit, a faint purple glow  making it just possible to see. As his eyes adjusted, the ache on the back of his head reminded him of exactly how he ended up here.

Keith supposed he should feel lucky. After all, once the sentries surrounded him, he figured they’d just kill him. Still, it was hard to feel optimistic when he was stuck in a Galra prison cell with no hope of escape.

It’d been no one’s fault, really. The rebel group Matt was a part of had been reported captured, and taken into this prison base. They had to act fast, before the prisoners were sent off to other locations. Two of the Paladins infiltrated, while the rest monitored from the castle, opting for a stealth job.

And, like so many other plans before it, everything had gone to shit.

Keith had been holding off a large crowd of sentries, but once Lance’s location was discovered—

Lance.

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FIC RECS FOR THE SOUL

Hey you guys! (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧ I’ve thought of making a part two for my first ficrec and here it is! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this as much as I’ve enjoyed making this ficlist. Have a great time reading all these! Gives you more of a chance to fall in love with Victuuri even more! ╰(✿´⌣`✿)╯♡ As always, read the tags before reading because some might have some triggers, also, don’t forget to leave a kudos for the authors!

Dog People by stillmadaboutpetra

Yuuri thinks his life is progressing nicely. Good job. Nice apartment. Boyfriend? Nevermind: cheating ex boyfriend

His blackout drunken antics attract the young Olympic-gold level skater, Victor Nikiforov, who’s fled from skating in the middle of the season after fainting on the ice.

It all sounds very serendipitous but Yuuri wants nothing to do with men. Victor, desperate and running from his problems, promises that instead of a man, he’ll be Yuuri’s “pet” if that means he can stay with Yuuri for a little, citing that he has nowhere else to turn. Yuuri’s concerned that this shameless man who is willing to sacrifice his dignity so readily will get himself in trouble, so he accepts the offer with second-hand embarrassment.

This gambit lasts for all of two days before Yuuri finds himself teaching an ice skater how to dance off his blades, and Victor starts finding new reasons to stay in Japan.


Panta Rhei by Kashoku

This was a mistake. Viktor needed to somehow pry Yuuri off of him and leave the room immediately. Viktor was drunk, and Yuuri was so far beyond gone that there wasn’t even a word for it. But the alpha in Viktor was having an incredibly difficult time resisting the pungent scent of cherry blossoms and ocean that filled his nose. Viktor snapped.

They had been reckless.


Five Times Katsuki Yuuri Misses and “I love you” (and one time he doesn’t)
 by preciousbunnynoiz

Sometimes an I love you is missed by the person it’s directed at and Yuuri is hardly the most observant of people.


Fiance Tag by kissyuuri (weesynthpixie)

Yuuri knows they were celebrating….something. But he can’t remember what. All he knows is that he was drunk and that he’s going to kill Phichit because chances are Phichit started all of this. And there might have been some video recording?


of course it’s not like in the movies by luni

Yuuri didn’t know what he expected when having sex with Viktor Nikiforov stopped being a teenage fantasy and turned into reality.

One thing is for sure: it’s not like in the movies.


An Aviator’s Heart by Kagami_Sorako

Teenager Yuuri always thought his future would be on the ice. But it changed when one day he finds a dragon egg. Curious he brings it home and soon the dragon hatches and Yuuri finds himself inexplicably drawn to him. After Aoba and him are found out, they have to enter the Dragon Air Force and Yuuri has to proof himself to the other dragon captains, the Air Corps and the whole military, all the while having to care for a way too curious and intelligent dragon.

Eight years later Yuuri is a highly decorated officer and war hero and meets his long lasting Figure Skating Idol Viktor Nikiforov. After a lot of problems and confusion, Viktor and Yuuri grow closer. Everything could be perfect … if it weren’t for an overly possessive and jealous dragon who is not at all pleased at the idea of sharing his beloved captain and aviator with an insolent and ungrateful Figure Skater.


Well This Sucks by mayelisa

Over the past few hundred years, Victor Nikiforov has perfected the art of luring women (and the occasional man) into his arms for an evening of passion and blood lust. But when he targets an unsuspecting college student, he quickly finds out that his antiquated techniques won’t cut it in the modern world and he needs to rethink things.


Nothing Holding Me Back by smolyuuri

They’ve come back from a mission that almost costed Victor’s life. Yuuri is frustrated at Victor for allowing that to happen and gives him a reason to always stay safe.


moonrise by fan_nerd

Prince Katsuki and Crown Prince Nikiforov have been dancing around each other for many seasons. After several moonlit meetings, they finally decide to formalize a union.


all that glitters by fan_nerd

Victor keeps looking at his coach’s lips. He puts a hand to his chest in utter frustration. Yuuri is just so, so unfairly handsome, and this fact is slowly killing him.

Yuuri turns to him, pushing up his glasses and quirking an eyebrow at his Russian student. “What’s wrong?”

I love you desperately, he thinks.

Aloud, Victor says, “Oh, nothing.”


fawning by fan_nerd

Victor is sloppy drunk. Yuri Plisetsky snaps pictures of the silver-haired man unbuttoning his jacket.

“You see that guy?” Victor slurs, hiccuping around a fresh mouthful of champagne. “That’s…that’s the best guy in the world. Do you - mmm - do you think he would say yes if I asked him to dance?” After a pause, he belts out the GPF gold medalist’s name.

Yuuri turns with a tipsy smile.

The Japanese man is so handsome, and Victor, who’s currently wasted, is so screwed.


cover story by fan_nerd

Yuuri stares down at the person standing in the doorway. The stranger hisses, “Who do you think you are, anyways?”

Quickly, before he can really think about it, Yuuri responds, “I’m Victor’s boyfriend.”

It’s a lie, but the words feel good in his mouth, and for some reason, he doesn’t want to take them back.


Paperback by tachyarrhythmia

For Yuuri, managing a quaint, little bookstore in a far-off corner of a small town is everything he could have asked for. He earns well, the folks are not that much interesting, the coffee here is great, he has nice friends and he’s got an endless pile of books.

It’s enough to make him stay, despite the desolate and boring atmosphere; that is until the Newcomer comes along.


Healthy Impropriety by mtothedestiel

Victor is the wealthy master of the Nikiforov estate. At a society party he’s swept off his feet by the mysterious, suave, and very drunk Katsuki Yuuri.

 Victor aims to declare his love and secure Mr. Katsuki’s hand in marriage, but first he has to find him! 


Years of Dreams Just Can’t be Wrong by bisexualnikiforov

buddy it’s the yuri!!! on ice anastasia au that no one asked for but i’m writing anyway


ebony & ivory by wbtrashking (fan_nerd)

Yuuri jumps when someone hurries into the elevator, apologizing profusely.

The apartment complex is full of eccentrics, seeing as it’s only a few miles from the artistic center of town. It isn’t the first time that the concert pianist has run into someone who’s late for work, fussing with their hair, or adjusting the lapels of a suit. Yuuri taps out a rhythm to fill the silence, something original.

When he sees the silver-haired man pull out a notebook, he recognizes the handwriting. Notes had been slipped under his door in that loopy script for weeks now.

This handsome man is his upstairs neighbor.


starstruck by shizuoh

“Hold my son for a moment,” says the Viktor Nikiforov, live in the flesh, sweaty and panting.

“Wha—” Yuuri can’t even begin to comprehend what’s going on before Viktor is gone, and there’s a child in his arms.

(in which yuuri is a simple barista, viktor is a famous movie star, and yuri is an 8 year old kid stuck in the middle of it.)


Dear Mama by Ferrero13

In which Victor writes letters to his mother, who is fifty percent of his rationality and self-control.


Love by Ghost Hunting by FullmetalKarneval13

When Viktor gets into a slump, he meets the beautiful Yuuri at a bed and breakfast while on vacation.

(Basically a ghost hunting AU where ghosts love Viktor, and possessing Yuuri)


Intermission by thepurpleeyedone

Drabble series set between episodes as a kind of intermission. (Hence, the name.) The first one is set between episode 6 and episode 7. Yuri has just put on his first perfect performance, and understandably, he’s a little worn out and stressed. Victor, being the world’s greatest coach, rises to the occasion by providing him with some… distractions.


In the Cold of the Night by impolitecanadian

AU in which Yuuri never skated and instead is a small town cop with no idea who Victor Nikiforov, THE Victor Nikiforov, is until he arrests him for public intoxication. Meanwhile Victor is enamoured, and absolutely plastered.


Like a Fairytale by lucycamui

In which Prince Victor gets swept off his feet at a royal banquet and will go to any length to find his ‘Cinderella’ Yuuri.
(And Phichit is the fairy godmother who has no idea what he’s doing).

“The crown prince of the Nikiforov kingdom, infatuated with a mystery pastry chef he’s only just met. This is exactly the kind of scandalous love story my life has been missing… So, what’s he look like? What exactly is Prince Victor’s type?”

“…Sweet.”

“Well, he does make pastries.“


Moving to New York by moya_lyubov

Artist Yuuri Katsuki lives in New York with his Best Friend Phichit.
After a drunken night out that Yuuri has no memory of, he starts to Paint the most Beautiful man he has ever dreamed of.
Only to realize that not only has he met this man, he has danced and laughed the night away with him.

Billionaire Victor Nikiforov, has made a living in the hotel business, owning the best hotels all around the world. His next one: New York.
Where he and his Best Friend/Business Partner Chris meet a Charming, Flirtatious and Mysterious man on a night out to celebrate the deal.


a Song for Your Heart by KenmaNyan (NarryEm)

It’s not an exaggeration when Yuuri says that he has had his eyes on Viktor ever since the singer debuted with a heartbreaking ballad that broke records at the tender age of 15. Now, with Yuuri at the ripe old age of 23 and Viktor, 27, they meet as talent and manager.


A Week Is Enough by BeautyButterBae

Yuuri asks Victor to become his boyfriend for a week.

Victor agrees.


constellations of me and you by theargonaut

He can’t look away from Viktor, even when he turns and catches him staring. Truth be told, he can never look away from Viktor. Not even in the beginning; surely, not in any dimension or attic of spacetime, could Katsuki Yuuri have ever looked away from Viktor Nikiforov. And when Viktor looks back at him, smiling, it’s all that matters to him.


rekindling by fan_nerd

Victor stands on Yuuri’s doorstep in the pouring rain with a bouquet of flowers. It’s the middle of the night. The tall man is out of breath, soaking wet, and his eyes are red.

Yuuri sighs, letting his ex-boyfriend in like the sympathetic fool that Victor knows he is. "What are you doing here?”

He hurries to catch his breath and reply, but his mouth is dry.

Victor doesn’t exactly have an answer to that question.


When the Sun Met the Moon by Birdieee

There are two kingdoms in the land. The first is the realm of the sun. It is a place of prosperity and growth, of peace and light. It is the realm of all things bright and beautiful. The second, less desirable kingdom, is the realm of the moon. It is a place of shadows and shrouded velvet, of secrets and hidden truths. The rulers of the two kingdoms are as distant as the stars themselves, yet the invisible thread of fate binds them together. What happens when the sun and the moon fall in love?


Gotta Like, Like Those Humans by Shermanshire

“I am going to like, like a human!” Were the exact words that Yuuri had said as a child. They were also the exact words Yurri kept with him for more than a decade later as a loveless vampire. After thinking his words were nothing more than fantasy Yuuri happens to meet the Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov. Now Yuuri has become a thirsty vampire whom’s human crush maybe even thirstier.


matched by bigspoonnoya

Viktor Nikiforov considers himself an excellent matchmaker, but there’s one love life he can’t seem to get right: his own.


ascent by kevystel

Viktor learns that a full week without Yuuri showing up at Yakov’s, all scraped-wire voice and double shot of whatever you have that helps people think, I have a paper to write and I haven’t slept since Saturday, please Viktor! is a good week for Yuuri. A very good week.

(magical coffeeshop dancer au)


sing, sweet nightingale by vityuu (nanahoney)

Once upon a time is how fairytales start.

Once upon a time would Yuuri’s sister say when he was tucked into bed, balancing a thick book on her knees.

Once upon a time would Victor’s mother say, with his father leaning against her, watching her with soft warmth; a fire one could touch without getting burned.

Once upon a time is how their story started, too.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who breathed life into Victor’s battered heart, surrounded with champagne and flickers of flame in his eyes.

Once upon a time, there was a man who took Yuuri’s breath away, even in the dark.

Once upon a time was different for them both.

But it brought them both exactly where they needed to be.


Tremble by krazyanimegirl

“I’m Yuuri.” Though his stutter was gone his blush wasn’t, which annoyed Viktor to no end. He extended his hand, which Satarou took far too quickly and shook far too long. Now there was definitely a weird feeling bubbling up in his stomach; but it wasn’t pain…it was something that just made Viktor want to wrap his hands around Satarou’s neck and pull his- and pull Yuuri away from him. Because the sight of someone else touching Yuuri, holding him- made Viktor tremble.

It was the unmistakable emotion of jealousy.


Our bodies won’t be the only things battling for dominance by hinatella

Victor is very confused, and, unsurprisingly, very gay.


I’ve got a raging [redacted] and the cause is the sound of your laughter by hinatella

Yuuri is trying to cope with the fact that he has to work with an ex-villain, and here’s a list of ways not to do that.


I can be your devil or your angel, baby by hinatella

Yuuri Katsuki didn’t ask for any of this, and he’s starting to question all of his life choices that lead up to this cursed moment.


Cool Patrol by PandorasBox (AdriannaRhode)

“Well the way I see it, there are two options,” said Phichit, “We can buy booze at the grocery store and go back to someone’s hotel, or we can find a bar and have a few drinks there.”

Yuuri, who had been hovering at the back of the group, seemed to perk up at the idea of drinks.

“Why not both?”

(A companion piece to “The Yuri Katsuki Support Group”)


The Yuri Katsuki Support Group by PandorasBox (AdriannaRhode)

yuri katsudon: UNLESS I AM VERY MUCH MISTAKEN
yuri katsudon: WHICH IS NOT OUT OF THE QUESTION AT THIS POINT
yuri katsudon: VICTOR NIKIFOROV IS ALSEEP ON MY FLOOR

(aka The Entire First Season of Yuri!!! On Ice as told by The Great Figure Skating Group Chat)


The Devil Wears Gucci by Multiple_Universes

Christophe Giacometti watched the new interviewee walk out of Victor’s office. Everything about him was wrong from the clothes and the haircut to his general attitude and walk. At the same time there was something naïve about him and Chris was prepared to bet that he’d just graduated from college. “Who is that sad little person?” he asked Victor. “Are we doing a before and after piece I don’t know about?”


good morning, you by forev

He looks into the mirror, and almost faints. Almost straight up passes the fuck out.
Because there, staring back at him, is Victor mother-effing Nikiforov. He feels like he might die.

-

or; there can never be enough bodyswap fics, so here’s another


Put the Cameras away! by JackalopeQueen

Viktor didn’t like this he didn’t like this one bit. But this was his mate’s decision after all and whatever his beautiful mate wanted he got.


Long Night by thicctor-nikiforov (trashbambi)

Viktor made his way back to his bed after a midnight trip to the bathroom, he was stopped in the hall outside his room by the sound of a faint moan floating through the closed door to Yuuri’s. His thin brows furrowed and he moved closer to the door, thinking Yuuri might be in pain from overworking himself during practice that day.


vanity plate by KatsukiYuurisTrophyHusband (spookyfoot)

Victor turns, frowns at the license plate, and murmurs,“maybe I went too subtle.”

But he rallies and looks at Yuuri, so smug that Yuuri wants to kiss it off his face, “and you said,“ Victor affects a voice that sounds like Yuuri’s second cousin who’s eaten too many chili peppers, “‘Vitya, you’ve never been subtle in your life.’”

Yuuri crosses his arms in front of his chest, unimpressed, “there’s subtle and then there’s incomprehensibly cryptic.”

Victor is undeterred, “Yurio will get it. He uses Instagram.”

//

“What the fuck does that say?” Yurio growls.

Victor pouts, "does no one appreciate genius anymore?”

“No one appreciates you, there’s a difference.”
______________

Or: No one understands Victor’s new license plate.


with a love this deep by lazulisong for kevystel

There’s two types of dates Victor and Yuri go on in St. Petersburg. Yuri likes them both.


you’re like heaven to touch by lazulisong

“Is this because I let you watch American movies as a child,” says Yakov flatly. “The ones where the popular boy gives his coat to the pretty girl?”

Victor puts up both eyebrows in a delicately mocking gesture that was unbearable when he was a fey creature of sixteen and makes Yakov yearn to clip him around the ears now, when he’s twenty-eight. “'Let’ me?” he says.


in any place you’ll allow by lazulisong for dadvans

Yuri’s in preheat and Victor is going crazy. More crazy.


made from love by alykapedia

“Then just stop trying to make a baby when you have sex!”

Yurio finally screams, a month after Yuuri’s third heat off contraceptives and the pregnancy test comes out negative.

“Maybe the baby’s having performance anxiety with all the pressure you idiots are putting on it! Just have sex like you normally do and maybe you can finally get knocked up!”

(Or: In which a certain percentage of baby acquisitions are not at all accidental.)


Of Drunken Viktors and Lost Umbrellas by annabeth for shadesofhades

Yuuri and a drunk Viktor walking under the same umbrella in the rain.


Toe the Line by forochel

Yuuri wears a dress, steps on Viktor, gets done just right.

*

The other, however, Yuuri has free — eyes still locked with Viktor’s, he shifts his weight, lifts his free foot. Lets the punched out gasp Viktor relinquishes go straight to the pooling heat in his groin and low in his spine, when he sets his foot delicately to the bulge stretching the fine silk of Viktor’s dress pants.


Cold by JoeyChanSan

Despite having been living in Hasetsu with Yuuri for several months already, it wasn’t the first time the russian skater found himself staring outside the window of his bedroom comparing his native country’s weather to Japan’s.


The Boy and the Knight by Yuripaws

Ser Viktor Nikiforov would never notice a lowly squire like Yuuri Katsuki.

Knight/Medieval AU

Alternately Titled: I Don’t Know What I’m Doing But I Sure Do Enjoy Game Of Thrones


Quite The Exquisite Creature by wildenessat221b

Lord Feltsman’s gatherings were always despairingly dull.

Well… Mostly.


What Friends Are For by Trickster_Angel

Yuuri and Phichit don’t normally swear. But college life makes the word ‘fuck’ just so fucking relevant. Not to mention, it’s hard to be a normal college student when you’re a world class figure skater with an obvious crush that all your friends know about and make fun of you for. That just makes it twice as fucking fun.
Seven times Yuuri and Phichit made each other swear plus two times they made others swear.


256 Allan Hall by Lukesnotpunk

“So how did Georgi meet this girl?” Yuuri found himself asking. Victor immediately groaned, and Yuuri felt bad for asking.
“They literally met on move in day, and she lives on the first floor! They’re acting like they’re so in love that they have to spend every moment together, and it has to be in our room because her roommate is ‘evil’ but come on, man. Calm down,” Victor complained, wildly gesturing with his hands to show his annoyance. Yuuri laughed at the way that Victor was completely over exaggerating his movements, and Victor smiled at him. Yuuri had to push thoughts of how beautiful Victor was from his mind again, though it seemed at this point to be a losing battle.

Or, Phichit and Yuuri live down the hall from Victor and Georgi, and Georgi keeps kicking out Victor to “hang out” with his new girlfriend. And maybe Yuuri thinks Victor is pretty cute, but he isn’t going to tell him or anything, no, that would make things weird. Right?


Beautiful by ipona

Yuuri Katsuki lives in the same apartment building as The Most Beautiful Man in the World, but somehow he only manages to run into him when he’s a complete mess.

AU where they’re not ice skaters, basically just a story of Yuuri and Viktor falling in love.


La Rambla Beneath the Moon by themaelstromwrites

“Viktor gapes in wonder at the sight of his fiancé moving without inhibition, not out of inebriated unrestraint but as though caught up in the passion of the art. Yuuri is creating music with his body in a way Viktor could never have imagined. He steps forward, past the line of onlookers, starstruck by the raw emotion of this performance as it spontaneously becomes. Yuuri glimpses him, and lights up with the most radiant smile Viktor has ever seen, and Yuuri pulls him into the center of the circle before drawing back and bidding that he chase –”

Or, what happens in Barcelona the night of the Grand Prix Final.


You Set My Heart on Fire by whelvenwings

Everyone has a soulmate. And everyone sees any marks on their soulmate’s skin appear on their own body; it starts with the first marks, drawn on by the midwife at birth. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a soulmate who replies, but Yuuri does, and he knows that he should feel fortunate - however, when he’s trying to make a living as a small-time painter, and his soulmate is the famous artist, Viktor Nikiforov… well, it seems slightly less than fortunate. Yuuri can’t help but feel self-conscious. So self-conscious, in fact, that he’s never even shown Viktor his face, never let Viktor hear his voice. The only way that they’ve spoken is through ink, writing message after message to each other on their skin - but that’s all about to change. 


The Song Inside of Me by cutthroatpixie

After years of playing and composing, Viktor ends up halfway around the world in search of inspiration. Perhaps the missing piece he needs isn’t too far from where he ends up.


Maybe Baby. by IllyasJames

Yuuri always gets a few extra pounds in the off season and since he knows Victor don’t really mind he’s less conscious about it. Still there are days Victor sees Yuuri rub his hand over his stomach as if he’s not happy with it.
He just never thought the reason could be what it is.

This is not a A/B/O story, this is canon continued.


Phallus by rosesandmoredance for all_those_big_ass_trees

Based on a true story friends. Viktor is an extra millionaire and loves art. He loves to show off his art. And uh, Mayor Feltsman is not impressed.


of paperback novels and several loud screeching noises by katsusin

Yuuri Katsuki: lonely bookstore owner

Victor Nikiforov: lonely author.

Phichit Chulanont: everybody’s favorite meddling best friend.


Setting Sun by LittleLostStar

Canon-divergent AU. Just before he skates at the Hot Springs On Ice, Yuuri receives a photo of his drunken GPF banquet antics; consumed with humiliation over a night he can’t remember, he loses the competition. Victor goes back to Russia with Yurio, and Yakov comes to train Yuuri in Japan. One night, frustrated and miserable, Yuuri posts some personally relevant song lyrics on Instagram—and wakes up the next morning to find that Victor has posted lyrics that seem to be a reply.

With the world watching their every move, Victor and Yuuri begin trading lyrics in a secret conversation; from playful rivalry to intense seduction, through Savage Garden and San Fermin, their virtual affair unfolds, hidden in plain sight. But the Grand Prix approaches, bringing with it newfound opportunities for Yuuri’s career, and his new life hinges on two things: winning the gold, and staying away from Victor.


i feel we’re close enough (i wanna lock in your love) by JMonCheri

Viktor is having an existential crisis.

So what does he do? He makes three promises:

1.) To never let his superhero life get in the way of his personal one

2.) To try and get him and Yuuri together, even if Viktor’s balls turn nonexistent whenever he tries to tell Yuuri that he likes him

3.) To never let his guard down around his rival superhero, Eros

Surprise surprise, Viktor breaks all three of them.


A Lifetime to Perfect by BrinThePuffling

Yuuri dreamed of meeting his soulmate for as long as he could remember. Imagined a grand romantic fairytale. Life, he learns, is rarely like dreams.


No Sound Sweeter Than Your Laughter by BrinThePuffling

Meeting your soulmate was supposed to be effortless. Soulmarks made it easier than ever to find the one (or ones) you were destined to be with. If only soulmarks could do anything to prevent misunderstandings.


The Two Mr. Nikiforovs by bratinella

Secrets are normal in Viktor’s opinion. Yuuri shares his sentiments. Everyone has secrets they keep from others and he knows even Yuuri has some just as Viktor has. He is very grateful to have trust and understanding between them and Viktor allows his husband to maintain his privacy just as Yuuri gives Viktor his own.

Which lies in the problem.


A Sudden Drop by preciousbunnynoiz

Even with couples who communicate well accidents can occur.

Basically Victor and Yuri fuck up and Yuri ends up dealing with subdrop

Mentions of smut but this is mostly exploring the side of BDSM that involves communicating with your partner away from sexual situations. Especially when things go wrong.


Beg For It by softpureboy

Yuuri has a sinful daddy kink and likes to torture Victor.


Soothing the Savage Beast by preciousbunnynoiz

Victor is in a foul mood and being an asshole to everyone. Yuuri isn’t upset so much as concerned until he figures out why. So he take Victor home to burn off some tension. 


be the hitch in your breath by alykapedia

The smart and responsible thing to do is to shake his head and say no. Send out a few messages to let people know that Viktor’s in his rut and they won’t be making it to practice any time soon, make sure they have supplies to last a week or so, and maybe ask Yurio to come over and get Makkachin.

But Yuuri does none of that because he’s kind of an idiot when it comes to Viktor.


Apartment by c000kiesandcream

Suddenly, his eyes darted sideways, and they latched onto Yuuri’s. He smiled, softly, and raised his voice slightly to introduce himself.

And Yuuri could not muster the courage to say a single word.


Stimulating Conversation by threerings

Yuuri is determined to get to the bottom of why Victor keeps flirting with him. This leads to a conversation. With alcohol.

“Besides,” said Victor. “Maybe if I get you drunk I can learn some of your secrets.”

Yuuri coughed as he swallowed. “My secrets?”

 “Yes. The secrets of the mysterious Katsuki Yuuri, enigma of the figure skating world.” Yuuri nearly choked again at that.

He laughed and shook his head. “You don’t need to make fun of me.”

 “What? You are an enigma.”

 “Sure.”

 “I’m not joking,” Victor assured. “No one really knows what to make of you, Yuuri. You’re so quiet most of the time and then other times…” Yuuri just looked at the other man as he trailed off. He shook his head and reached to pour them both more sake.


Seemingly Purrfect by IllyasJames

Some people snore, some people talk in their sleep, some people reenact fight scenes, and apparently some people can purr, when they are asleep.
This leaves the one awake wondering if they should pet them or not. At least that is what Victor would love to do if not for the fact Yuuri is snuggled way tighter than is good for his mood, and he’s scared he might wake him.


Michigan Weather (Isn’t so Bad) by esutonia

“Good morning, I’m Victor Nikiforov, here with your daily forecast. It’s shaping up to be a chilly day of yet another volatile week, let’s take a look at our satellite radar. Hamburg at 14, Ann Arbor at 16, Essex at 10—”

His voice (oh God, even his voice sounds like an angel’s) worms its way into Yuuri’s head, and he wonders what his regular voice sounds like, what it’d sound like in the—

“You’re thirsty for the weatherman, aren’t you?” Phichit waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “I don’t suppose I deserve a thank you?”


Komorebi by cosmiceleste

They’re in each others arms when Yuuri looks up at Viktor and smiles, nuzzling closer to his chest and asking himself how he became so lucky to be with him.

Viktor asks himself the same thing.


Baby Blue Prince by Daughter of Vayu (aquaregia)

When Viktor Nikiforov met Yuuri, he didn’t know that cute guy with awful baby blue tie was actually a real life prince. The one with titles and such.

The Modern Royalty AU with Yuuri as Prince Cinnamon Roll.


All Eyes on Me by Kizuna_Auri

Yuuri, under the username of Eros, is a size queen omega who most certainly does not have an obsession with fellow camboy and legendary silver-haired alpha Aria. Just like Phichit is not the most meddlesome roommate known to man.


over and over by Ceta

Hours later - Victor belatedly remembered that there was such a thing as time zones when he woke up to his phone vibrating by his ear - Yuuri sent back Hello(〃・ω・〃)

Victor read the text, stared, then buried his face into one of the couch pillows for all of four seconds before he fumbled with his phone and texted back.

Or; Victor meets Yuuri in a bathroom. They hit it off from there.


not gold like in your dreams by ebenroot

“Victor, you could have let some psychopath into your apartment.”

“Oh come on, he’s not a psychopath,” Victor chides. Christophe makes a gesture with his hand that says ‘are you seriously this naïve or are you drunk at work again?’.

“Victor, you don’t know that. You don’t know anything about him. Whose name am I going to give to the police or face I’m going to describe to the sketch artist when they find your body chopped up like Hannibal Lecter’s side dish?”

in which Victor and Yuuri are roommates and Yuuri has a secret


Red by Maiden_of_the_Moon

Dressed in little more than black gossamer, Eros had poised himself inside of his dressing room’s doorframe with a tube of lipstick between his painted fingers, the makeup’s ruddy tip already conformed to his lower lip. It was like watching the Cheshire reappear, one swipe of his smile at a time. He purred, Do you think, Mister Nikiforov, that if I tried very hard, I could make you redder than Russian Red’s namesake?


Sleep Deprivation by domokunrainbowkinz

Yuuri is very sleep deprived and his filter disappears. The silver-haired stranger with a cute dog finds it endearing.


Offer Me That Deathless Death by marihy

Yuuri was just trying to be a gentleman by walking the red-haired woman home.

He hadn’t meant to get whisked away by the top members of the Russian Mafia, he definitely hadn’t meant to get two of the most powerful men in the world trying to kill him, and he definitely definitely hadn’t meant to seduce the pakhan.

But now that he’s in this mess, he’s going to fight to the finish.


something so wholesome about you by crossroadswrite

It was supposed to be his year. He was supposed to-

Celestino stops talking and squeezes his shoulder. Yuuri looks up at him, opens his mouth to say something when someone says his name.

He freezes, holds his breath for a full second against the painfully familiar voice, not daring to hope. Then, very slowly, he turns towards the source, eyes going wide with disbelieve.

“Mari?”

(Or: in which Vicchan lives, Yuuri doesn’t quite fail and doesn’t quite get drunk, but manages to accidentally woo Victor Nikiforov anyway.)


For Future Reference by dia_dove

Anon asked:request: victor taking pictures/recording Yuri during their sexy time so that he can have them when he’s away.


When Life Gives You Lemons, Add Sugar by shereadsthestars

What could possibly be worse than getting stuck with a roommate you weren’t expecting?

Discovering that roommate is none other than Viktor f*cking Nikiforov.


To Boldly Go by xylophones

“Yuuri!” Viktor calls. “I’ve come to rescue you!”
Yuuri stares at him blankly. He gestures to the various unconscious space pirates with his recently discharged phaser.
“Oh, Captain,” he deadpans. “Save me.”

Or:

A year in the life of badass science officer Yuuri Katsuki, Captain Viktor “Team Mom” Nikiforov, and simultaneously the best crew and worst crew in Starfleet history.

(No prior Star Trek knowledge needed! It’s a loose AU!)


My Name On Your Lips by feelslikefire

Yuuri Katsuki has been betrothed to the High King’s son, Victor, since he was just a child; furthermore, as an omega, he’s forbidden from practicing magic in combat. For years, he’s been able to put off the former because the Prince was traveling abroad, and gotten around the latter by practicing with his mentor in secret.

Now Victor Nikiforov has finally returned home, and Yuuri is being summoned to the capital for their wedding. He needs a plan to put off marriage long enough to find a way to break the betrothal, while keeping his practicing from being discovered.

If only the Prince didn’t have other ideas.


The Return of the Little Piggy by JMonCheri

Everybody had their regrets in college.

For the students, it was making fun of Katsuki Yuuri.

For Yuuri, it was letting himself become too stupid.

For Viktor, it was not doing anything.

_-_

Once there was a boy named Katsuki Yuuri, who was shy, loved to make clothes, had adorable smiles and was fatter than the usual average human being. Unfortunately for him, apparently being chubby wasn’t all that accepted in the norm back then. After numerous accounts of bullying, Katsuki Yuuri disappears for good.

Now years later, there is now a man only known as Y.K. Fashion tyrant, multimillionaire, professional cold-stare giver… and is trying his ultimate best to run away from his dark past, until a certain silver haired CEO of a certain rival company who went to the same certain college he went to back then decides to flat out entangle their fates together. Do both of them have anything to say for it? Sadly, no. No they don’t.


will you go to prom with me? by thishasbeencary

Viktor’s promposal for Yuuri had to be perfect. He knew Yuuri, though, and he knew that it couldn’t be extravagantly over the top, but it also couldn’t be a stereotype he pulled off of Google. It was harder than he expected it to be.
Also known as: Five ways Viktor considered promposing to Yuuri and one way he didn’t.


Private Show by moimiles

Chris had dragged Victor to an insane amount of strip clubs over the years, but that didn’t mean Victor expected to fall in love with a stripper.


Leather and Lazy Mornings by kiaronna

“Hey,” says Yuri Plisetsky, “you do realize that guy you’re throwing your tack box at doesn’t work here, right?”

“What do you mean?” Viktor questions. “He always grooms Makkachin for me, if Yakov demands I do something else and I don’t have time.”

“Your horses are smarter than both of you put together.”

Where Viktor is the reigning champion of English showmanship, but mostly just has a crush on the cute guy he always sees around the stables.


Baby, I’m Preying on You Tonight by cuttlemefish

Yuuri and Phichit registered and named the pet shop when they were drunk. They didn’t exactly expect it to become the most popular pet shop in Seattle. (It was only supposed to be a front to fund Phichit’s (undercover) animal rescue missions.) Enter Viktor Nikiforov, the man with the pink Cadillac and the giant brown poodle (that’s stolen Yuuri’s heart), and Yuuri might have lost his mind, because apparently he keeps flirting with a client – and he never even notices.


across our skin by thishasbeencary

When you’re born, you have the first words your soulmate says to you on your arm. When they say them to you, they turn red and you get another set of words that change your relationship with your soulmate. Viktor’s first set is in Japanese and he doesn’t understand, but the second is “Be my coach, Viktor”.

He has the second set for 10 years before he finally hears them.


anarchy for sale! t-shirts only ten dollars by KatsukiYuurisTrophyHusband (spookyfoot)

Because the universe is somehow both cruel and indifferent, Yuuri sees Victor again two days later in the lobby of his ballet studio. He’s just finished his advanced pointe workshop. His hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat, he’s painted with a full body flush, and he’s wearing a shirt Phichit custom ordered that says “Tastier Than Katsudon” in screaming neon orange.

“Hi Yuuri!” Victor’s beaming and blocking his only exit.
____________

A falling-in-love story told through questionable t-shirts.


Reasons Yuuri Katsuki Doesn’t Get Paid Enough by SkeletonKey

1. Having to yell at kids for skating like idiots
2. Explaining to parents of said kids why they were kicked off the ice
3. The horrifying smell of Phichit’s feet
4. Victor Nikiforov almost decapitating a 12 year old

In which Yuuri works as an Ice Guard with Phichit, and Victor is the stupidly attractive figure skater who tries to practice flying camels in the middle of crowded public sessions.


Welcome to Detroit Dental and Orthodontics by stanzas

Victor stops the car, turns off the engine, and Yuri rolls out the car with the attitude of every slightly inconvenienced teenager. Yuri flips his shades up, stares in disbelief at the sign in front of the well-manicured lawn squished between two old barber shops: DETROIT DENTAL AND ORTHODONTICS.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he says.

Or: Victor has a crush on his favorite shy, attractive dentist, and Yuri suffers.


Hurricane by yintsunami

“Yuuri was a hurricane: beautiful and destructive. He swept Viktor (and arguably half the skating world) off their feet and destroyed the ball room in the process. Reuniting with Yuuri had been… confusing. He was that anxious person once again. He was still beautiful, but less like a hurricane. He was timid comparatively.

Submissive.

Viktor had been very very wrong in that regard.”


The Game Has Only Just Begun by Seito

“Yuuri~! I’m home!”

Silence.

Victor blinked, before his blood grew cold. The box of chocolates fell out of his hands. He reached for phone, hitting speed dial.

There pinned to the wall was piece of Yuuri’s favorite jacket held in place by a knife. The gleam of moonlight reflected off the golden ring, Yuuri’s engagement ring tied to the end of the fabric. Cut into the wall, letters jagged and crooked, a note: 'We have your fiancée, Agent King.’

-.-.-

Or the Spy!AU no one asked for


Blue Roses and Golden Apples by RedxLipstick

After a whirlwind night Victor is sure he’s found his mate in one Yuuri Katsuki. But Yuuri doesn’t remember any of this? Worse still-how can Victor control his every alpha instinct screaming at him to claim his omega?

This story covers Victor and Yuuri meeting at the GPF banquet through the canon timeline, and beyond!


Cup of Tea by IllyasJames

The photographer sets the Danseur up for a blind date with one of his models.

Yuuri loves Phichit, really he does. It’s just that he rather just not be personal around people. So dates are just not his cup of things. Crushes, now those he can do. He kinda has had several.
And if all of them in one way or another resemble his first one, just means he has a type.


Proper Checkups and Physicals by PrussianVenom

Viktor makes good on his promise to “treat” Yuuri to a personal “nurse”


Stay by pensversusswords

Of all the ways the night could have ended, Yuuri would have never guessed that he would be in Prince Viktor’s bed with his royal highness asleep in his arms.


Whatever You Want by TreacherousGnome

Viktor had kissed him for all the world to see, but Yuuri can’t even work up the nerve to talk about it afterwards. He can’t put into words how badly he wants more; he can barely admit it to himself. It’s a good thing Viktor knows *just* how to build up his confidence.


Third time’s a charm by halesiias

When Victor falls in love, he falls faster than poor Alice down her rabbit hole, and this time without a miracle cake to solve all his issues.


What is, and what could be by kaizuka

A look into first meetings and second chances. Nothing will ever happen if you don’t at least try, starting off with a simple “hi”.


Espresso by withoutwingsx

Prompt- You kicked two guys out for being rude but turns out they were a couple and now everyone including your crush thinks you’re homophobic but you’re actually 100% homosexual
aka
Yuuri was not dealing with this shit today.


look into your eyes [and the sky’s the limit] by aeriamamaduck

Yuuri found himself ignoring the television, hyper-aware of his hand finding its way to the top of Victor’s thigh. He gave a slight press into the hard muscle, slowly making his way to Victor’s knee in a light stroke.

A long-fingered hand gracefully covered his, smooth and playful as they interlocked. “Oh right! It’s our day off tomorrow, isn’t it?”

He said it like it was a huge surprise. “Don’t act like you weren’t thinking about it,” Yuuri muttered, face reddening deeper even as his gut grew warm with anticipation, and his cheek still pressed against Victor’s shoulder.


an ever-fixed mark by TrumpetGeek

Yuuri is absolutely gorgeous. Viktor could write poems about the soft pink that paints his cheeks and nose. He could pen lyrics about the slope of Yuuri’s smile and the way he bites his lip to try to keep the laughter inside. The sparkle in Yuuri’s eyes would be enough to give hope to even the most lovelorn soul. The warmth of Yuuri’s body pressed against his and the bubbling heat of the feelings he induces in Viktor would be more than enough protection from even the harshest of Russian winters.

Yuuri laughs again and ducks his head, embarrassed, and Viktor covers his mouth with his hand because he thinks he may have said some of that out loud. Oops.


Wishin’ and Hopin’ by darlingholocene

“I know as well as you do that you’re a big romantic at heart, or you wouldn’t be the most requested wedding planner in New York City. Maybe it’s time you give the City a chance”.

Or, the one where Victor organizes weddings for a living but has never been in love, Katsuki Yuuri is a very stressed best man of honor, Chris wants Victor to pull a Jennifer Lopez and Yurio would very much like to be excluded from this narrative.


Unconventional by so_shhy

After freezing up in front of his idol at a comic con panel, Yuuri decides that he needs an awful lot of alcohol to get over the embarrassment. It is a decision he will regret.

The fandom AU I can’t believe I wrote, featuring movie star!Victor Nikiforov and fanfic author!Yuuri Katsuki.


Sonnet 116 by violetlolitapop

“Canst thou, o cruel! Say I love thee not,” Victor says with a deep, resigned sigh. “Do I not think on thee, when I forgot am of myself, all tyrant, for thy sake?”

“You are one of the biggest pushovers for this boy I have ever seen,” Mila comments from her seat next to him without even looking up from her clipboard.

Or:

In which the principal actor of the Shakespearean Cabaret theater troupe is ridiculously head-over-heels in love with their oblivious new cast member and everyone schemes to make his life hell.


Once You Go Greek by Defiant-Dreams (baterina_1234)

1) Go for what you want.

2) Make use of what you have.

3) Everyone in Alpha Kappa Omega is an asshole.

And then he meets Yuuri Katsuki. The more he gets to know Yuuri, the more Viktor finds that he’s no longer sure what he wants anymore and that might make him lose the best thing he’s ever had.

Or:

A fraternity fic wherein Yuuri and Viktor are in rival frats, but they fall in love anyway.


Past Present and Future by Inu_Sensei

Viktor picked up the twins and looked at the woman, “You look beautiful as ever” he said without thinking.

“T-thank you” she looked down… uhm… can I get my kids back?”

“You share the kids you know” Yakov panting behind her, “Stubbornness from their father and your stamina, not a good mix” said Yakov.


Turmoil. by IllyasJames

From all the things this was the last thing either Yuuri or Victor ever thought they’d argue about. They just can’t seem to get to a good middle ground on it unsettling all the other Russian skaters with their bickering.

But honestly, until the Russians find out what it was about they have some opinions of their own.


Confessions Behind these Bruises by Gayson

The leader of the Russian Mafia could be described in many ways. Of course to the public’s eye, Viktor Nikiforov was nothing short of perfection. Tall, rich, powerful, charming, and unbelievably handsome. He knew this fact very well, using this to his advantage at getting anybody he wanted whenever he wanted.

That is until Yuuri Katsuki caused him to fall flat on his butt and make him rethink everything he’s ever known.

Introducing the mafia AU nobody asked for about how a cocky self reliant bachelor falls incredibly in love with the adorable sassy dancing protégée of Lilia- Yuuri Katsuki.


Out of the Sea by SophiaFrederica

“Someone needs to make sure that you don’t go lusting after him too hard and accidentally enchant him with your beautiful voice and get him drowned. The royal family of Russia has no heir at the moment, so it would definitely drive the country into a chaos, and then it would be no use trying to make an alliance with them.”

“Phichit!”

aka The Little Mermaid AU no one asked for. This one is based on the Disney version, because anyone who has read the original fairy tale knows it doesn’t end happily.


Just Hold On (We’re Going Home) by kiaronna

Where Yuuri remembers the banquet, Viktor forgets, and Yakov Feltsman has his own plans.
“I’ve been made aware of your recent break with Celestino Cialdini, and would like to offer you a trial period where you train under me, in St. Petersburg. There are only three conditions: you will board with another one of my students, you will take ballet with Madame Baranovskaya, and you will help me coach Yuri Plisetsky, who refuses to listen to my criticisms of his spins.” Yakov nods at this point, leans forwards and looks Yuuri in the eye. “I will charge no coaching fees.” With a deal like that, even if it means he has to face Viktor again, Yuuri has no choice but to agree.


#Katsudamn by lucycamui

Victor surprises Yuuri with a trip to an adult store and gets a little more than he bargained for. Or maybe that was the plan all along.

“The colors match our Stammi Vicino costumes!” Victor’s eyes positively sparkled. Meanwhile, his hands held two packaged, decently-sized, ribbed, purple and blue vibrators. With gold rings around the hilts, presumably where they would untwist to replace the batteries.

“You knew this wasn’t a toy store,” Yuuri accused flatly.

“Well, technically, it is a toy store.”


The Rules For Lovers by ADreamingSongbird

Prince Yuuri Katsuki has a duty to his country, above all else (his desires, his dreams, and his happiness included), and he knows this alliance will help to ensure the safety of his people. That’s the only reason he accepts Prince Nikiforov’s hand in marriage. The pleasant surprise, of course, is the part where they fall in love along the way. The unpleasant one, well…

That’s a long story.


How Long Does It Take To Fall In Love? by orangelapin

Yuri Katsuki never wanted to meet his idol. He couldn’t imagine Prince Victor ever caring about a lowly college student. Yuri’s also pretty sure he’d screw up everything if he ever met Prince Victor and he’d like to save himself the embarrassment. Unfortunately for Yuri, he’s going to lose his dignity and his shirt in very short order after meeting the prince.


Aftermath by IllyasJames

Getting drunk at an after-party at work did not look like a bad thing at first. Yuuri had hoped it would have gotten him to talk to some of his co-workers as normally he’s too shy.
He should have known that getting drunk at an after-party would get him into trouble.
There was no way he could have seen this train wreck coming though.


See You Next by rougeandtonic

Yuuri realizes that he’ll sabotage Victor’s career if he asks him to coach and compete at the same time. This leads to a standoff of ultimatums over who will skate and who won’t.

A standoff that ends with Victor in St Petersburg and Yuuri half a world away.

Or,

In which Yuuri needs to learn to listen and Victor needs to learn to speak.


A Fateful Encounter by BuryTheCastle

Yuuri wasn’t that short. If anything, he was an average height. No, it was the grocery store’s fault. With the store so understaffed and the shelves so poorly stocked, how can anyone reach anything? At least, Yuuri can say something good came out of his ordeal. After all, he had quite a fateful encounter.


to keep you warm by karasunotsubasa

How do you love someone who you can’t touch? Simple – with a force of burning fire, enough to melt your heart.

-
or the fic where Victor is the Witch of the North and Yuuri is the principal apprentice of the Rising Sun and they can’t be around each other without someone getting hurt
(it’s Victor, it’s always Victor)


So this is it for now, I guess? I still have a whole bunch more and I’ll update this I promise! I hope you enjoy this and have a nice day! x

“His Wedding” (Part 9)

Summery:  Modern-Day(AU) Bucky and you are former exes. He moved on but you couldn’t. Since you both are still friends, he asks you for a favor. You reluctantly agree, not thinking of the future consequences you’ll have to face. You just hope everything will go fine with your two best friends, Steve and Natasha by your side.

Word Count: 3857

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Genre: Romance/Drama

Warnings: heart wrenching angst, language.

Characters (by appearance): Bucky, Reader, Lily Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff.

A/N: This part made me too emotional and I cried several times and I had to take breaks from writing it because damn, it was too much. So far, the best chapter I’ve contributed to this series, and I really hope you guys like it!

Also I love Tom and Jerry.

Please leave me some comments to read when I wake up in the morning, so that they make my day! lol, love me, I’m needy.

Sorry for any typos :P

“His Wedding” Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

Previously on “His Wedding” :

“Yes. I’ll be your maid of honor, Lily.”

What do you call a mistake that’s been repeat twice? It’s called a habit. And my habit is to say yes no matter which situation it puts me in.

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Just another day in Bellamy doing husband things for Clarke: A meta

Just want to take advantage of @wellamyblake‘s awesome tag meta here: 

#THAT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL - CLARKE NEVER REALLY NEEDS *SAVING* ON THIS SHOW IN THE WAY OF TRADITIONAL HEROINES#BELLAMY NEVER REALLY SAVES HER LIKE SHES A DAMSEL#BUT IN THIS MOMENTS CLARKE IS LONGING TO BE SAVED AND SHE /CANT DO IT HERSELF/ SO HE DOES IT FOR HE

To wax lyrical about the beauty that is the bellarke partnership. 

And first of all I’d like to say that I really appreciate how calm Bellamy Blake can be, especially at times when she is at her lowest.  As many pointed out correctly, the moment he gallivanted off to get the hydrogenerator the pressure came crashing down on her. It doesn’t mean she didn’t eventually keep it together. It just that the pressure is so much heavier without his support. And I’m glad it is now being spelt out more clearly by the show, because though it has been shown throughout the past seasons, somehow, people seem to miss it (or want to ignore it, I mean, lbr about fandom here). 

Bellamy seems to always have this quiet resolve when it comes to Clarke. This scene actually reminded me a lot of two scenes in season 2. Once in the tunnels when she sees him and asks him to please tell her that he has the plan (because she doesn’t), and he matter-of-factly tells her that he doesn’t. YET, it manages to calm Clarke down so much and spur her on to find Dante. Then in the control room when Clarke knows she has to pull the lever but in that moment she’s just so scared and helpless - That is the scene I was heavily reminded of in this episode (4x03), because she just looks up at Bellamy, she wants her name to be on the list - but she just can’t do it. 

In 2x16, Bellamy doesn’t skip a beat and puts his hand over hers, telling her they’d do it together. In 4x03, he just tells her quite plainly that if she wouldn’t put her name down, he’d do it. She’s so vulnerable in that moment (Eliza played it so well, bless her), so unconvinced that she should be on that list. But it’s not even a question for him that she should be - So this is how he saves her. 

You know what I think? I think he knew the moment he woke up and saw her crying that his name would be on the list without hers on it. Because while Bellamy Blake may not know she’s in love with him - he sure knows Clarke well enough to know that she would do something like that. And Clarke knows Bellamy knows because she turns her eyes away from him. 

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Sketches (ALiL Deleted Scene)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you become Steve’s model when Bucky is nowhere to be found.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,237

A/N: An anon requested “The reader hanging out with Steve until Bucky arrives”, so here it is! This takes place between “The Honeymoon Phase” and “Jealousy”

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - I treasure you and your editing, always

Originally posted by misunderstood-adventures

“Sit still.”

“I‘m trying,” you counter, fighting the urge to glare at Steve.

“Don’t talk,” He instructs with a click of his tongue, sounding like an impatient mother addressing a misbehaving child.

This time, you have to physically force yourself not to frown or stick your tongue out at him. The only thing that keeps you rooted in place is knowing that if you move now, Steve will have to start all over again and that’s something you don’t want. You don’t even want to be here right now, perched on a stool, trying not to move a muscle to prevent Steve from reprimanding you for the fourth time in half an hour.

This is all Bucky’s fault. He’s the one who told you to stop by the apartment even though he wasn’t there. You were unaware of that fact when you knocked on his door and were greeted by Steve, who looked a little too excited to see you.

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So the other day I got this message in my inbox:

“What if ji and ksoo were to see the sexual and erotic stuff you shippers write/post about them? Just imagine how it makes them feel. As two men who are just friends it could make them really uncomfortable and they probably think its disrespectful too smh”

Rather than replying straight to this person and being petty, throwing shade and ready to fight like I usually am….I figured I’d reply with this nice and calm well thought out post since this subject comes up often with Kaisoo and I feel like this possibility needs a bit of exploration. :)

*****DISCLAIMER******: As everyone should know by now, I am a kaisoo supporter and this post is mainly to break down misconceptions in relation to them only. In other words, I am not speaking for other pairings/ships that arent Kaisoo. This is solely my perception and view on this so no shade will be tolerated. I edited this both on my laptop and my phone so idk if the “read more” shyt appeared…dont shoot me. The names of Kaisoo have been abbreviated to eliminate appearing in their respective tags. This post is also not to condone or promote the sharing of sexually explicit forms of shipping directly with the artists involved. (i.e messaging it to them on social media, mailing it to them, shouting things like “how hard does ji f*ck you” to ksoo in person, etcetera etcetera blah blah yada yada)

So, EXO debuted in 2012.

This makes about 4 years since they have been active in the industry.
Kaisoo shippers began noticing their interactions way before EXO’s debut.
Then, this airport photo that was released to the public was one of the first ones that showed how intimate they were with one another:

This pre debut photo was also leaked along with others, some of which were noted to have been much more intimate:

Eerily, these intimate photos vanished after EXO’s debut and are currently nowhere to be found online.

Anyway…moving on. :)


So we know that the kaisoo ship began its first stages of sailing around 2010-late 2011, before EXO’s debut.
Throughout all 4 years of EXO being active, both JI and KS have maintained steady and intimate interactions with one another. There were only two major periods during these 4 years of which the two seemed to be more distant around each other than usual. (There are many theories about this, research more if you’re interested.)

Simultaneously within these 4 years, the kaisoo pairing grew to become one of the longest and most popular pairings in EXO, to the point where it not only became one of EXO’s main pairings but one of the most popular pairings within the Korean idol industry as a whole.

That’s a lot of popularity, right?
I hope you are following along.

“Kaisoo” is what international fans use to refer to “KAI” and “KyungSOO” being paired.
However, in Korea, they are referred to as “KADI”

“KADI” is written as “카디 ” in hangul.
Below is a screencap from an interview for EXO’s 2nd box dvd that included both JI and KS, released in 2015:

As you can see, they both seem to be well informed about their Korean couple name, “Kadi”.

Okay, so what does this mean? Just cuz they know the name doesnt mean they’ve seen what fans draw of them! It should be kept private!

This brings me to my next point.
Again, KADI written in hangul is 카디.
One of Korea’s most popular search engines is “NAVER. It is Korea’s equivalent to GOOGLE in the US. More than 25 million people in South Korea have used NAVER.
NAVER has also collaborated with and sponsored many EXO related things both past and present.

I searched for 카디 in NAVER, and this is what came up:

On almost every page, there were drawings of JI and KS that were intimate and very erotic.

So, this leads me to my final point.


If we look at the timeline and how the kaisoo ship started before debut, it grew to be one of the most popular ships, they both know about their ship name and that erotic images show up when you search their name on NAVER (we could even factor in that JI has had an instagram in the past and that KS has been rumoured to have a private one)…then one could only conclude that the chance of them already having seen and possibly even read what fans have created about them is pretty high.

In short, I know a lot of you want to protect JI and KS and make sure that things like this stay private and out of their reach, but I am 99% sure that its too late for that and they have already seen these things.

I also don’t feel like protection is needed, though, and its because of this reason. If we can conclude that within 4 years they had to have been exposed to “erotic kaisoo fanart/fiction” then we can also conclude that there is a possibility that they aren’t bothered by it too much.

The reason for this once again goes back to the timeline. We know that the kaisoo pairing has been around since 2010. We also know there is a possibility they both knew about their pairing. 

 Hypothetically, lets say that I am and idol and found out that fans were looking at my interactions with another idol and creating sexual imagery out of these reactions and I don’t like it. My first reaction to limit this would be to reduce how much I interact with this person in the public eye. Less touching, less whispering, less laughing and being seen together. Whether fanservice or just normal interaction, if me being shipped with this person made me uncomfortable, the interaction with them would slow down. 

 But Kadi’s interactions with one another didn’t slow down until almost 2 years after debut, which would lead one to come to the conclusion that A.) They are not bothered by being paired with one another, and B.) The reactions slowed down for a reason other than them being uncomfortable with shipping.

I’m pretty sure they’re bothered and just feel like they can’t say anything cuz of SM!!

This is a possibility, but again not very likely. Remember not too long ago when Chanyolk put up that long post on instagram after people found out he started following a specific female idol? And we all know about how vocal Amburr has been lately about ef ex as well. KS was able to politely communicate that he no longer needs gifts from fans, so its safe to say that if shipping him with JI was an issue that would have been conveyed somehow too.

There is also so much evidence from Kaisoo themselves clearly showing how shipping doesnt seem to make them uncomfortable.

We have the sticker set that JI used on his phone. This sticker set was made by and given to him by a fansite:

In this sticker set there were drawings of JI by himself, JI with animals and KS drawings, but not any other member/idol. This also shows that, once again, kaisoo had been shipped by the public for a long time, giving them the likely hood of knowing about it. 

There are  also lots of videos in which you can see both JI and KS smiling at banners of which their ship name had appeared:

And then there is the eery coincidence of JI mentioning that one of his favorite songs was “Montreal” by the weekend, 4 years after it was used in a FMV for a kaisoo fanfic called “Arbitrage”:



Has he read the actual fic? Most likely not. But its possible he may have seen seen the FMV which included clips of him with KS as well.

I want to reiterate agian that this post is not to say that its okay to post sexual works of idol pairings in places that they will see it. Of course it should stay among shippers only. What Im saying is that on a website like tumblr, an idol from south Korea is not likely to see what shippers post and even still, because there are shippers who share things externally and search engines exist…there is the possibility that an idol has already seen what you’re trying to keep from them.


Whether you choose to acknowledge it or not, shipping is and always has been apart of the kpop industry. We know it, the companies know it and idols know it too.


With the internet being such an open way of communicating and sharing things for so many people, its only a matter of time before some nsfw shipping art is leaked on a platform that makes it more accessible to idols. But this is not something that you can blame shipping itself(especially when it is encouraged) or the MAJORITY of shippers for. The majority of us are not sending our NSFW kaisoo art and fics directly to KS and JI themselves. It was even Kaisoo shippers themselves who used our voices to stop the film adaptation of Anterograde Tomorrow in an effort to protect Kaisoo. The majority of us are just talking among ourselves on exclusive and private platforms and sharing our imagination in the form of art.


Every now and then someone may leak things that should have been kept private. But that is an issue for THOSE shippers, not shippers and shipping as a whole. There are good and not so good people in all fandoms, and there is nothing wrong with artistic expression among fans.


So in short, to answer your question…I (clearly) wonder sometimes if Kaisoo has seen what things shippers post about them all the time. I do acknowledge the possibility that they also may have seen these works. I do wonder how it makes them feel, but I also know that they are adults and if they do feel uncomfortable or if they feel its disrespectful they will tell us/show us in their own way and we don’t have to worry about protecting them from things like this. :)

wither me down

Summary: It’s strange, how Otabek doesn’t mind that his lungs are filled with flowers and each day is more agonizing than the last. After all, loving Yuri Plisetsky is a privilege in and of itself. (belated happy valentine’s day! warning for character death, otayuri, hanahaki au, word count: 6166)



He first meets Yuri when he is twelve, almost thirteen. He is hunched over, heaving from the strenuous exercise that Yakov made them do, and he looks up to try again when he sees him. He must be ten at the oldest, and is without a doubt the best student in that room. Otabek never pays much attention to the other students, but this time he looks at this boy, who manages to complete the exercise he’s been struggling with effortlessly.

And then the boy’s head turned to look at his direction, and he is captivated.

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Different - Klaus Mikaelson // requested

Request - can you do a Klaus milkaelson x reader where the reader is new to mystic falls and he instantly takes an intrest in her and makes caroline jealous?? love your writing!

Pairing : Klaus Mikaelson x Fem Reader 

Requests are open. xx

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

Originally posted by divine-trash


Mystic Falls. An unknown territory. Truth is, I never left New York. My parents sent me here to “better myself”. They tried to get me to stay with family friends but I shot that down quick. I’m 19. I can fend for myself. The only reason I came down here instead of bailing was because I might as well do something for them. Family is all you have in the end.

The apartment I bought was right in the town. As I looked from a window I saw town square and a bar across from my building. Smirking, I got dressed into a black tank top and ripped jeans. I grabbed my heels, purse, and leather jacket before stepping out into the cold hallway.


There weren’t a lot of people around as I across the street. And it was quiet.. Living in the city that never sleeps can be very loud. This was the exact opposite and it was kind of nice.

Walking into the grill or bar or whatever it is, I looked around. The door slammed behind me, catching some peoples attention. Music played softly in the background, and I arched an eyebrow. Is this really how people spend their time down here? I sighed and started to make my way to the bar.

“Rum and coke, please.” I asked kindly.

The man looked at me with a questioning look but made my drink anyway. Wow, they don’t even ID down here. I sipped my drink and scanned around the room. Not a lot of cute guys here. The man a few seats down wasn’t too bad, with raven hair and a leather jacket but I could tell that he’s spoken for. Him and brunette over there were speaking with their eyes.

The blonde one who made my drink was okay.. But he looked vulnerable. Reading people around me became a specialty of mine after years and years of boring family business parties. I let out a sigh before downing the rest of my drink. I turned my head and saw a man smirking at me. He was probably the best looking guy in the bar. From his smirk I could tell he was confident.

The blonde girl behind him didn’t look too happy, and stormed off. I smiled as he approached me.

“You don’t look like you’re from around here, love.” The man spoke with an accent. Accents have always been a weakness of mine, but I didn’t let it show.

“That’s because I’m not.” I grinned, looked back to the bartender. “Another rum and coke, please.”

“Put it on my tab, Matt. It’s rude to have a woman pay for her own drink.”

“Oh, so chivalry isn’t dead. That’s a relief.” I let out a light laugh as Matt handed me my drink.

“I like to think my mother raised me better than that.” His voice was smooth.

“Very well. What’s your name, stranger?” I asked, taking a sip, letting the burning liquid slide down my throat.

“Klaus.. And you are?”

“Y/N. Now that we’re acquainted, how about I beat your ass at a game of pool?”


Klaus ended up walking me back to my apartment around 11. I wasn’t drunk, but I wasn’t sober either. I could still walk on my own, but I had a giggly feeling.

“You can come in, if you’d like. It’ll probably be hours before I fall asleep.” I announced as I unlocked my door.

“No. It’s quite alright. Perhaps I’ll see you tomorrow.” Klaus smiled. He drank way more than me, yet he doesn’t even seem fazed.

I let out a giggle, “perhaps you will. Goodnight Klaus. You’re not that bad you know.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He softly smiled before walking to the elevator.

Shutting the door, I stretched and started stripping. Making my way to the closet.


Waking up, it felt as if someone lightly traced their fingers on my bare back. Yet, when I opened my eyes I saw no one around. I stretched and probably let out the most sexual noise ever while I did it. That’s the beauty of living alone. You can make so many weird noises and no one will hear.

After showering and changing into my clothes for the day, I grabbed my keys and walked to the front door. I came to a stop when I saw a single envelope on the floor, as if someone slid it under the door. The writing on it was beautiful cursive. I opened it and saw that it was an invitation to a ball.

Holy shit, I didn’t think anyone threw those things anymore. Thinking it’d be fun I decided to go dress shopping. Flipping the card over I saw, written messily in the bottom corner, ‘Save me a dance. -Klaus.’.

Jesus, I don’t know who this man is… but he’s playing the cards right. I smirked to myself, and finally headed into the town. Walking from store to store I ran into the blonde girl from last night in a boutique.  

“Hi,” she simply spoke, standing in front of me with her hands clasped. I gave her an odd look.

“Hi.”

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“…Y/N. Yours?” I responded. I felt awkward talking to her, so I continued to browse isles. Looking at different price tags on beautiful gowns.

“Caroline.” She smiled. I will admit, she is beautiful.

“Nice to meet you Caroline. Can I help you with something?”

She looked around the room, “this might sound weird, but I’m trying to help you.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah, just stay away from Klaus… He’s trouble. I should know.”

I smirked and looked over to her, “everyone likes a bit of trouble. Thanks, honestly. But I can take care of myself. It was nice to meet you, Caroline.” I smiled before grabbing a beautiful dress and going to the register.


The ball was at 7, however considering I knew nothing about this town I decided to leave a bit early so I could avoid getting lost. The gown I was wearing was black lace. It was straight and flowed to the floor. I had my hair styled up, with loose curls falling out. My makeup was natural, with a bit of dark eyeshadow to make my eyes pop.

I ended up pulling into the mansion around 8:30. Try to get somewhere early, only to be late. Story of my life. Walking inside, I saw so many people in gorgeous dresses and suits. There were waiters walking about with champagne.

I snagged myself a glass and wandered around. I tried my hardest to look for Klaus - or hell, even Caroline, but no luck. I’m never good at events like this unless I had someone with me.

A few glasses later, I stood by the staircase. Contemplating leaving or not.

“Save me a dance, love?” I heard a voice from behind me. I smirked and turned around.

“Surprisingly, I haven’t danced with anyone. Just drinking your free champagne. If you’re lucky, you might get more than one dance.”

“How come you haven’t danced with anyone? As far as I can tell, most of the men can’t keep their eyes off you. Including my brother, over there.” Klaus smirked, pulling me to the dance floor.

“Believe it or not, most guys are intimidated by me. It was like that even in New York. Which one is your brother?” I responded, placing one hand behind his neck and the other in his hand.

“He’s over there, by the bar. He’s the one staring and trying to find out a way to win your heart.”

I glanced behind me and saw him smirking. I let out a laugh.

“He’s cute. But I’m not really into the whole Peter Pan look he has going.. And plus, I’m not that easy to win over.”

Klaus laughed, “I’ll be sure to let him know that.”

I laughed with him before he changed the subject.

“So, Y/N.. What do you like?”

“What do I like?” I laughed softly, “depends. Are we talking about in general or what I like in men?” I arched an eyebrow.

He smirked, “either one.”

I sighed, “well, I try to like everything. As cliché as this might sound, I like clothing. I’ve been thinking about designing some. I love art. But not that stupid modern art, where someone draws a line and calls it art. I like classic art. Like the Mona Lisa or Creation of Adam.. And as for men, I like them to be brilliant. Sophisticated.. But still dangerous. Every girl has a weak spot for a bad boy.” I laughed.

Klaus lightly chuckled, and looked into my eyes. He stepped away, mid dance, and held out his hand.

“Come with me.”

I narrowed my eyes at him but took his hand anyway. He led me up the staircase and I grabbed another glass of champagne on the way.

Klaus opened up the doors to a room and I walked inside. As soon as I stepped one foot inside, I gasped. Paintings were lined around the room and a desk and easel was placed in the middle.

“Oh my god.” I whispered, walking to one of the paintings.

“What are you? Like a collector or something?” I asked, lightly trailing my fingers down a canvas. I heard Klaus chuckle from behind me.

“No, actually I’m an artist. Or so I like to think.”

“Are you kidding me? These are gorgeous. The way you blended the paints together.. It’s amazing.” I smiled, and turned to face him. “You have talent.”

“Thank you. That actually means more than it seems.” He smiled back.

Suddenly the door opened and Caroline stood there, looking angry.

“Klaus. May I have a word?” Her voice was cold.

I saw Klaus roll his eyes before turning to me.

“Please excuse me, I’ll just be a moment.”

I smiled at him and nodded, turning back to the masterpieces in front of me.


For some reason, the party ended early and Klaus never returned. I was walking into my sad, cold apartment when I noticed something lying on my bed. I threw down my clutch and picked up the piece of paper.

It was a drawing, of me. My hair was down and it looked like I was smiling. I remember that moment, it was the night before when I was kicking Klaus’ ass at pool. The bottom corner had writing and it said, ‘Hope you forgive me for leaving you. I’d love to see you again. You’re different from the rest. - Klaus.’

I smiled like a drunk idiot before falling onto my bed. I think I might like it here.


Hope you like it!! Sorry it’s so late!! xx

3 weeks early

requested: can you also do imagine where y/n is married to shawn and she’s pregnant and she’s on tour with him and before every concert she goes out to fans to give them some tickets 😊 and it’s cute and fluffy ☺ thanks, love you 💖

okay i changed this one just a little bit, it’s not that much but she’s just not on tour with him

NOT LYING I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THE PERSON WHO REQUESTED THIS NEEDS TO REQUEST MORE OFTEN BC I LOVE UR IDEAS TY OKAY CARRY ON WITH READING


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“guys where’s y/n?” the voice of your probably worried husband could be heard from his dressing room even though he was on the stage doing soundcheck for the show later on. he got no response from his team around him, causing him to worry more. “you left her alone? you guys can’t do that she’s 8 months pregnant!”

you chuckled, knowing he was going to send someone to the dressing room so you could sit in the audience and watch him or something. just so he can see you at all times. ever since you found out you were pregnant, shawn has been almost extra protective. you were surprised you were even allowed at tonight’s show. when you were in the early stages of your pregnancy, you were still allowed to tour with him and go to his shows but once you reached the 6 month mark, you were banned. you had managed to convince him to let you come tonight since it was a show in your hometown, but after a few weeks and a few deals made, he finally let you come. of course, he tried his best to make sure you were never alone just in case you went into labour early which was definitely a possibility. another reason he let you come to tonight’s show was because his family was also going to be attending, and you could stay with them while he was
performing.

“somebody go find-” shawn yelled, walking into his dressing room. “oh you’re here. okay never mind everyone i found her!” he came over to your spot on the leather couch, “how are you two?”

“i’m good,” you said, rubbing your giant belly. “she’s good too. she loves the music, she’s been dancing around in there all day.”

“that’s my girl.” shawn smiled, changing into a black short sleeved dress shirt for his q&a that started in about 45 minutes. “she’s gonna be a dancer one day.”

“you mismatched like all the buttons shawn.” you laughed,
nothing that all the buttons he just did were all in the wrong places. “how do you even do that?” slowly, you managed to get up from the couch to help him redo the buttons. you got as close as your stomach would allow to undo all the buttons as shawn just smirked while watching you intently.

“i’m having some sort of déjà vu,” he said. “last time you did this, that happened.” he pointed to your baby bump.

you rolled your eyes, swatting the side of his arm then quickly doing up the buttons. “you’re an idiot.”

“hey,” he raised his hands up in defence. “i’m just saying the truth.”

“all fixed,” you announced, lighting patting his chest. “what would you do without me?”

he shrugged, taking some food from the table that was set up in every one of his dressing rooms. “i wouldn’t be living y/n, my fans would make fun of me too much for not knowing how to do buttons.”

you laughed, taking a peek out the window to see a giant crowd of fans in the distance. you remembered going out into those crowds when you toured with shawn, you had a tradition of giving away tickets to a few fans who had none. of course, you kept it a secret because you didn’t want people to get greedy but you missed doing that.

“hey shawn?” you called, closing the curtains so fans couldn’t look in. you stood in front of his spot on the couch, wrapping your arms around his neck. he looked up at you, his hands grabbing your sides. “did i ever tell you how insanely attractive you are?” you smiled. you knew that if you wanted him to agree, you would have to do some kissing up.

“you want something don’t you?” he narrowed his eyes, not being able to keep a straight face.

“you don’t happen to have any extra tickets lying around do you?”

“y/n,” he sighed. “you can’t go out in that crowd. it’s too dangerous for you and the baby.”

“shawn i used to give away tickets all the time before! please, i’ll be fine i promise.” you begged. you wanted nothing more than to get some fresh air. after being in this stuffy dressing room all day, you were in desperate need.

“y/n, you could go into labour at anytime now! it’s way to dangerous and if i let you go out there and something happens i will never forgive myself.”

“nothing is going to happen shawn, i’ll be careful i promise. i really need some fresh air, i feel like i’m suffocating in here. if you’re really that scared, come with me.”

“if i come with you we’ll for sure get mobbed. i’ll get you some extra tickets.” he sighed, finally giving in because he knows you wouldn’t have stopped until he did. “but, you’re going out with security standing close by and i’m going to be watching. if i see anything that doesn’t look normal, you need to come in.”

you nodded, taking the tickets he handed you. some people would think shawn was being too demanding and overprotective but you know he’s just looking out for you and the baby.

“i’m not trying to be harsh baby,” he said, kissing your forehead. “i just want you to be safe and protected at all times. if anything were to happen at one of these shows i would never be able to live with myself.”

“i understand shawn, trust me. but i’m going to be okay out there, especially with everyone watching my every move. nothing is going to happen.”

“you could go into labour at anytime y/n, your due date isn’t that far away.” he said, cupping the side of your face with his spare hand.

you were due on april 21st and today’s date was april 2nd, meaning you were almost full term and the baby could come at any time but she would be early. you had the slightest feeling she would be late though, motherly instincts i guess.

“babies aren’t always born early shawn. she could come when she’s supposed to come.”

“y/n,” he chuckled. “how early were
you born?”

“5 weeks early,” you mumbled. “okay i see your point but still, i’m going to be fine you can watch from the window or something.”

he reluctantly handed you one more set of tickets and you were off. “be safe out there!” he called.

“i will!”

you met a security guard at one of the entrances of the arena who allowed you to leave, and another one followed you out. you were happy that he wasn’t right behind you, you needed some space. as soon as the door opened you were relieved that nobody was really paying attention to you. everyone was mostly occupied with their phones or talking to their friends as they waited to get into the arena.

as you walked around for a bit you heard a few mutters of “is that y/n?” or “guys look, it’s y/n.” but thankfully the crowd was calm and hadn’t erupted into screams yet.

you began to feel a large amount of pressure on your stomach which you were used to, but never this intense. you shrugged it off thinking it was just braxton hicks.

you noticed a young girl, probably about 6, and another older teenage girl who looked about 16, and their mom standing further away from the crowd. the two girls were wearing t-shirts with your husband’s face on it, but you had never seen those shirts before. they must not have been official merch shirts. the older girl smiled at you, and you decided to go over and talk to them for a bit.

“hi,” you smiled as you approached them.

“oh wow, hi y/n!” the older girl smiled. “would it be okay if we took a picture?”

you nodded, smiling for a picture with the girl and asking for her name. “i’m alessia, and this is alex.” she said, pointing to her little sister who was standing behind her mom.

“aless, who is this?” her mom stepped in. obviously noticing you were very pregnant, her eyes flickered to your ring finger, obviously looking to see if you were married.

“mom, this is y/n. she’s shawn’s wife, you know that already.” alessia stated like she should already know.

the girls’ mom asked you a few questions about your pregnancy which you were happy to answer. eventually the younger girl came from behind her mothers legs and asked for a picture.

“so,” you started. “are you guys coming to watch the show?”

obviously they just thought you were making casual conversation, but you knew what you were doing.

“no,” alessia sighed. “i wish.”

“i tired my hardest to get them tickets but they were so expensive and money is tight right now.” their mom said. “but they wanted to come stand outside for a bit just incase shawn came outside.”

you sighed, you suggest shawn come outside but you understood why he couldn’t.

“well,” you smiled. “i happen to have some extra tickets if you three would like?”

the two girls nodded eagerly, looking at their mother for permission.

“we could ask you to do this,” she said, shaking her head.

“please,” you handed her three front row tickets. “it’s my gift. take them.” she took the tickets, all three of them thanking you many times.

another sharp pain ran through your body although this time it was more noticeable.

“are you okay?” alessia asked, putting her hand on your arm.

“yeah,” you nodded. “i’m okay. she’s just kicking.” you lied. “anyways, i should probably get going but it was nice meeting you guys. have fun later!”

you met a few more fans, giving them tickets and making them promise they wouldn’t say a word about it. you forgot to tell the first family not to say anything, you really hoped they wouldn’t. as for the pains, they didn’t fade away. in fact, they were getting more intense but you didn’t want to go inside just yet. you were sure everything was fine. the fact that you were in pain was more noticeable now, almost everyone was asking if you were okay. you were sure shawn knew something was going on because at one point even your security guard asked if everything was okay.

you handed the last group of fans some tickets as you felt the sharpest pain followed by a trickle of water going down your leg.

“shit,” you mumbled, noticing that your dress was now soaked with water and there was a small puddle under you. the girls noticed what happened and were definitely all recording you but you didn’t care at this point. you were in too much pain to walk back into the arena and find shawn. you noticed a bunch of people from shawn’s team walking out of the main entrance, followed by your husband. he knew exactly where you were standing so he was at your side immediately. the rest of the team followed close behind, andrew was on the phone with who you hoped was 911 for an ambulance.

“y/n,” shawn said. putting his arm around your shoulder and his other hand on your stomach. “is everything okay?”

“yeah,” you breathed. you assumed you were having a contraction, which would explain the pains you’ve been having all day. “i’m in labour though.”

“what?” shawn practically yelled.

“my water broke,” you motioned to the puddle of water a few feet away. you managed to move a few feet in the time it took for shawn to find you.

“you’re joking.”

“shawn why would i joke about this?”

you felt another contraction hit, while shawn yelled at someone to call an ambulance even though it was already on the way. you could hear the sirens in the distance already.

“holy shit y/n this is really happening!” he exclaimed, kissing the side of your head.

“yeah, 3 weeks early.”

the ambulance pulled up next
to you after a few more
minutes. they helped you onto the gurney and shawn followed behind them.

“let’s go have a baby,” he said as the nurses closed the ambulance doors. “3 weeks early.”

Irate - 3

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Summary:

Y/N’s curious, clumsy, and has a knack for asking the wrong questions at the wrong time. Bucky’s a hot-headed prick with a dark past and communication issues. Both are paired for training, and neither party is all too thrilled.

Word count: 1465


“Can I ask you a question?”

You want to say you sound suave and totally collected, but really, it comes out more like you’re being suffocated simultaneously. Bucky’d decided that you were severely out of shape and proposed going for a run. It was a great idea in theory, but now you’re starting to think the running is more for him to be able to rub in your face the fact that he’s fit and you’re not.

“No.”

You ask anyway. “Steve mentioned these abilities I could have. What did he mean?” The question’s been bugging you for a while. Given the chances, you should have gotten at least one opportunity where your supposed abilities got their time to shine, but nada. Do you even have powers? What if it’s something pathetic, like conjuring hot sauce at the snap of your fingers?

You’re so busy snapping your fingers that you almost don’t notice that he doesn’t respond, or even acknowledge that you asked a question.

“Why are you so grumpy all the time?” You’re not the kind of person to snap at someone else, especially not someone that’s supposed to be your superior. Plus, it’s not even among the questions you have in mind, but it’s just such a pressing issue. How can someone be so angry twenty-four seven anyway?

His face takes on a look that you’ve become pretty accustomed to in the last few days: He stares straight ahead of him, not a single emotion flickering over his features, and you know that he’s supressing an eye-roll.

He doesn’t answer.

“See what I mean?” You widen your eyes dramatically and throw your hands up. “You can’t even give me an answer!”

If he’s riled up, he doesn’t show it, and in all honesty, it’s getting you riled up. You’re not going to back down until he gives you some kind of response. Maybe you can even unlock his cliché backstory. So you press further.

“C'mon! There’s got to be something.” No response.

“Even Batman has a reason to be brooding all the time!” He turns to glare at you and you falter for a moment. “Okay, okay, cool, nothing about Batman.”

Bucky closes his eyes and exhales slowly, then faces forward again and picks up the pace. You struggle to keep up with him as he runs you up a hill and through a trail in the forest. You run in silence as you catch your breath and relish in the cool shade of the trees, until you can’t bite your tongue any longer.

“Are you afraid of bats?”

He halts without warning, digging his heels into the ground to come to a complete stop. You keep going, not even noticing that he’s stopped, until you’re running into him. Literally.

Bucky gives you a look of pure exasperation as he grabs your wrists, stepping forward and pulling you in until your hands are resting against his chest. There are so many other questions on your mind, but you can’t remember a single one all of a sudden.

“Shut. Up.” He growls. Your hands can feel the vibrations of his chest.

You’re not scared of Bucky Barnes. You're not. It’s not your fault your voice is an octave higher when you stammer out a meek “sorry.”


So maybe you’re a little scared of Bucky Barnes, but you’re starting to figure him out. His intimidation tactics are straight from the book: glares, low tone of voice, and the whole invasion of personal space thing he’s got going on.

Like right now. You’re wedged between the railing of the training room’s mezzanine and Bucky’s chest. It’s not necessarily uncomfortable, but you’re hyperaware of everything around you, and every time he speaks, you can feel your own body reverberate. At best, it’s distracting.

“Hold it like this.” Bucky’s breath fans the side of your neck when you speak, and it takes all your willpower to not squirm. His hands grab the gun with yours, but really, he’s doing most of the work. You can barely concentrate, and the gun feels so heavy in your hands you feel like you may drop it if he lets go.

“Aim carefully, and then shoot.” He pulls the trigger. You’re not ready for the kickback, and the force of the gun firing presses you further back into his chest. Bucky doesn’t move an inch. Instead, he opts to kick your left foot forward. You almost topple over, and this time, you swear you can feel him rolling his eyes.

“Hit that target.” He points to the outline of a body near the back of the room, then lets go of the gun, placing his hands on the railing on either side of you so that your back is still against his chest, though now, you barely notice. Your palms feel sweaty and gun feels so wrong in your hands. There’s a little voice at the back of your head telling you that you can’t do it, and you almost turn to look at Bucky for reassurance. Almost.

You aim, or at least, you hope you’re aiming, and this time you prepare yourself for the kickback. Your finger moves slowly across the trigger, and you screw your eyes shut as the gun fires.

This time the sound makes you flinch, and you don’t even have to open your eyes to know that you missed. Bucky sighs, pushing off of the railing and stepping back.

“Great job, rookie. You only missed by twenty fucking feet.”

Sure enough, there’s a hole in the target at the far left of the room.


“What’s the deal with him?”

It’s been five days since you missed every single target in the training room, and Bucky and you have come no closer to being acquainted than you were when you first showed up at the compound. The only thing he seems to do is be too close too often, effectively shutting you up. Part of you is resentful towards yourself for being so intimidated.

Bucky’s on a mission, and for once you’ve gotten time off. You savour it by curling yourself up in blankets, with a hot water bottle pressed against your sore muscles, and complaining to Sam about how Bucky is unreasonably training (you prefer the word ‘torturing’) you everyday.

Sam laughs, giving you a warm smile, and you wonder why Bucky can’t also just, y'know, smile or something? Show some form of emotion that isn’t cold and menacing?

“He’s a tough one,” Sam says.

“How do you even put up with him?” You throw your hands up in exasperation to prove your point, but regret it immediately as pain flares up your sore arms. Sam laughs again.

“Steve trusts him. I trust Steve.”

Steve must be some kind of altruistic hero if everyone seems to like him so much, and if he can handle someone like Bucky. You’ve seen him around a few times here and there, and he always passes you a small smile, but he never seems to have time to stop and talk, and his face is constantly riddled with stress. Not the life you want to live.

“Anyway,” Sam continues. “When Wanda gets back, she’ll probably take over for him. She’s enhanced too, so she’ll make a better trainer in your case.”

There’s that word again. Enhanced. You’ve tried every possible thing you can think of: snapping your fingers, all the possible hand movements you’ve seen in the movies and that the gaps in your memory let you recall, but nothing. (The memory thing is a whole other issue that should keep you up at night, but by the time you go to bed, Bucky’s exhausted you to the point where you can barely keep your eyes open, let alone think). The whole situation is so muddled, and it ignites this panic in your stomach that you’re trying to diminish by not thinking about it. Your thoughts flash back to the words Bucky had said when he was first assigned to train with you.

“He said I can’t be trusted,” you say, turning to face Sam. You wince at the soreness of your muscles, then look at Sam expectantly. “Is it– are there enhanced people–,” the word sounds weird in your mouth. “Am I dangerous?”

Sam frowns. “I don’t think,” he pauses, collecting his thoughts. “He was probably talking about himself, not you.”

It’s your turn to be confused, but before you have a chance to ask him what he means, Steve rushes into the room, a pained look on his face.

“Sam, I–”

Sam stands up. “Hey man, what’s wrong?”

Steve’s entire body is tense as he looks between the two of you, then he sighs, putting his head in his hands.

“It’s Bucky. He’s been shot.”


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Tony Stark was having a bad day.

Really, just the worst.

Starting with ripping the sleeve of his favorite shirt as he turned a corner, because apparently it was too much to ask for no nails to be sticking out of a door jam.

Then a meeting, which should have been barely more than a meet and greet with a quick signing of a new contract, had disintegrated into chaos when the representatives of the German tech company had taken offense to… something. Or been annoyed about… something… or whatever. Tony had already had a headache and was barely listening, and had been taken by complete surprise when the shouting had started and Pepper had gone into full reconciliation mode to try and salvage it.

Her best efforts hadn’t succeeded, and almost a year’s worth of negotiations had gone down the drain the Germans had torn up the contract and left in a huff, muttering angrily under their breaths while Tony just stared in disbelief.

He had been furious, but it wasn’t like it was Peppers fault, so he had just loosened his tie and opened the bar in the conference room, ready for a drink at one in the afternoon.

A speeding ticket from a motorcycle cop as he had went racing down the freeway. Lovely. Traffic cops were…were… hard working civil servants who deserved his respect (as Pepper had reminded him so many times) but still the biggest pain in his ass. And expensive ones too.

A phone call from a reporter around four in the afternoon, asking if he cared to comment on the stories his ex girlfriend was sharing about him. “Ex?” he had asked, and that’s how he had found out that Shawna had dumped him, and then tried to sell some sleazy tale to a tabloid. Something about his habits in bed and weird beauty rituals.

He had called Pepper in a panic, and she was already on damage control, already making sure that everyone knew that Shawna was simply angry that she had been a fling and that Tony Stark hadn’t kept her around for very long. Pepper also made sure to tell anyone who asked that Tony hadn’t even let Shawna stay overnight in the penthouse, so there was no way she would know anything of importance about him, and any paper that printed anything as else would absolutely be taken to court.

Pepper was the best, always putting out fires, and Tony promised her a new present. Then he hung up the phone and pounded at his steering wheel because he had actually really liked Shawna and thought that maybe she had seen past the name and the money and the penthouse apartment to like him back.


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[Sometimes it’s just not possible to forgive and forget │Simon D & Christian Yu]

You were almost embarrassed by the amount of time it took for you to get ready for this fashion event. AOMG were invited to many of the Seoul fashion week events, including the one for some designer you couldn’t even pronounce that you attending now. You posed alongside your long time boyfriend Kiseok as the photographers snapped away. Calling his name and Jay’s name every few moments to grab their attention.

You used to hate being a plus one- This wasn’t who you were. Glam events and photographs were out of your comfort zone. But somewhere between the lovely fitted dress that Jay’s stylist picked out for you and the killer custom boots you were rocking you felt pretty proud of yourself. Besides after three years with Kiseok, these events were a walk in the park.

Kiseok wrapped his arm snuggly around your waist, placing a kiss just below your ear as the shutters continued to go off. You smiled up at him laughed. “What are you doing?”

“I just want everyone to know you’re mine” he chuckled, straightening your necklace before walking you inside the event.

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