Oh my god, thank you everybody who shared my status about being close to a follower milestone! I just came out of a doctor’s appointment and when I checked my phone, realized I’ve gained 30 followers in just a few hours.
I love all of my mutuals and followers so much! I am absolutely going to be doing a fic giveaway and will post more about that later tonight when I am home.
Special thanks to my mutuals who said such wonderful, kind things about me! I’m just going to sit in my car crying here for a few minutes. 😂
Any valentines headcanons for Victor and Yuuri? Like how they spend it together or if some fan sent anything crazy in the past (Yuuri sending Victor things every year but being too embarrassed to write his name as the sender??)
“Wait, someone actually sent you their used panties?” Yuuri has no idea what kind of a face he’s making, but he hopes it does the sheer disgust he’s feeling justice, because what is wrong with people?
Victor laughs. “On more than one occasion. Most of the time Yakov just sent them to the incinerator.”
“’Most of the time’?”
“Don’t ask questions you don’t want answered,” Victor says, horrifyingly, then brightens. “I didn’t get to keep any of the chocolates people gave me—for safety reasons, you know—but the plushies were mine to do whatever with. I usually gave them away to sick kids.”
He remembers. It was SKATING’s December 2003 issue cover story. Victor had been in a white doctor’s jacket smiling wide while the two children he had tucked under each arm flashed peace signs. Stuffed animals were strewn across the floor around them like fallen soldiers. He’d taped it into his cubby at Ice Palace until Takeshi joked that they should beat Yuuri up so Victor would come visit him in the hospital. Yuuri seriously considered it.
“I can’t believe you kept some of this stuff,” Yuuri marvels, holding up an actual wedding invitation. You are cordially invited to the marriage of Victor Nikiforov and Joanne Spiers…
Yuuri gently places it back into the box. Well, chucks it back in, more like.
“Oh! Let me show you my favorite one!” Victor nudges him out of the way to rummage around, eventually coming up with a little blue envelope with a sticker that’s faded with time and oddly shaped. Yuuri squints at it, trying to place it, when it hits him. He goes very, very still.
“I think I was… maybe 16 when I got this one? It was the sweetest letter I’d ever received.” Victor sighs wistfully and cradles the envelope to his chest as though it were precious, spun glass and lace, before handing it over.
If Yuuri’s hands shake a little as he undoes the katsudon sticker on the backflap and slides the piece of notebook paper out, Victor doesn’t comment on it. Instead, he notches his chin onto Yuuri’s shoulder to read it along with him.
It’s a little yellow, but the faded images of sakura still comes through behind shaky, painstaking Cyrillic penned to fill the page.
You are the greatest skater in the whole wide world. I am a skater too but I am only 12 years old and I am still learning. I did a triple axel for the first time yesterday! I hope you are proud. Someday I would like to hold your hand and skate with you. We could do a triple axel together. Please wait for me.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
“I wanted to write back, but they didn’t leave a name or a return address,” Victor says softly, reaching around Yuuri to brush reverent fingers over the page. “Even with the terrible translation, it was the most genuine expression of love I’d ever seen at that time. I brought that letter with me everywhere I went, hoping I might catch a glimpse of that kid in the crowd, or even on the ice. Whoever it was, I hope they continued to skate. I really would’ve liked to have skated with them.”
The boxy letters swim and blur, spreading out until they’re vague blobs, and when Yuuri blinks to clear it, the page is wet. “It wasn’t terrible.”
Turning in Victor’s arms, Yuuri beams up at him through his tears. “The translation. It wasn’t terrible. Vasiliev-sensei at Ice Palace wrote it out for me and I spent hours practice-copying it to make sure it was perfect.”
He can see the moment realization dawns, because Victor’s furrowed brow ripples and smoothes out, jaw dropping almost into Yuuri’s lap. “You—”
The world tilts dangerously and skews when he’s tackled onto his back, and Yuuri laughs up at the ceiling as Victor presses frantic kisses to his mouth, his neck, the swells of his cheeks and the sides of his nose. He shakes with a giddy sort of joy, drowning under a wave of relief nearly fifteen years in the making, and reaches up to palm Victor’s face—a little older, a little more mature, but still the greatest skater in the whole wide world who was everything to a little boy once. Even more now as a man.
“Thank you for waiting for me,” Yuuri murmurs, then leans up and meets Victor halfway.
the signs when they've had enough of everyone's shit:
*scrolls through memes on instagram* you will beg on your feet when i destroy the world one day smh *forgets the fight and hugs you 2 mins afterwards*
Give me a coffee or I will write a novel and insult you all in it because im too nice to say it in your face
*smiles evily and plots your death in spanish* yes Karen I love you haha :)
*sighs* what can i do when i love them
*screams while crying* I WAS THE BEST AND YOU WILL YEARN FOR ME ONE DAY BUT I WoNT BE HERE
*puts glasses on and invites you for tea* Sit down, we need to have a deep, thorough conversation and analyze all the possible aspects of the spheres of our conflict, therefore solving it properly, without further misconceptions on that particular topic.
Ya'll don't deserve me smh but ur all my friends and i wont do anything bad bc i love u
*sobs up* I just wanted to be supportive but y'all dont know when to stop
*kills everyone in their way with their laser-beam eyes*
Oh look, Im sad, therefore im gonna turn off my phone, stay at home for 3 millenias and play trashy video games
*finds new friends and doesnt even give a shit about their old friends*
I just need to get laid, otherwise I promise there will be casualties
This is all a matter of opinion so don’t come for me, okay? Deal.
Aries 🔥♈️: hot headed af and don’t say that ur not!! admire that y'all have no prob speaking your mind. can be major sweeties at times though.
Taurus 🌎♉️: fierce as hell and you can never tell them anything cause they’re always right. OVERDRAMATIC!!! lowkey crybabies 😂 their love is pure af
Gemini 🌬♊️: LEAVE THEM ALONE. I’ve never met one I haven’t liked. Emotional and overdramatic but loveable and smart af. They peep everything so they’re mad cautious. Forgiving/understanding as hell but they remember every word. always thinking. best 2 for 1 deal 👌🏼
Cancer 💧♋️: ANGELS. Idk why the sudden slander?? they love with their whole being but also will not tolerate being fucked with. smart as hell. and funny af. Smiles/laughs a lot. Their skin is so clear cos they cry about everything.
Leo 🔥♌️: ooze self confidence even tho lowkey you’re insecure. NO CHILL. Honest af. Will hype anybody/anything but mainly themselves. Much love for this sign 💓
Virgo 🌎♍️: it’s 50/50 w y'all, I either love you or hate you. OVERANALYZE IS UR MIDDLE NAME. Big time lovers. Some are sweet as hell too. Always look out for themselves.
Libra 🌬♎️: I LOVE ALL OF U. Honestly one of the most real and honest signs. Best friends to have. Personalities are 🔥 All around dope sign ❤️ Probably the most woke after Aquarius’ ✊🏽✨
Sagittarius 🔥♐️: BORDERLINE CRAZY. ALL OF U. Your chill setting is at a -5. Work ethic is bomb af. Second to Leos on being in love w themselves🙄
Scorpio 💧♏️: the definition of “do no harm but take no shit”. Sarcastic as FUCK but has that soft ass side they show 2% of the population. Will literally murder somebody who hurts or fucks with someone they care about. Loyal as hell. On the low sensitive lil babies.
Capricorn 🌎♑️: Idk many so I can’t rly talk about y'all like that but the one I do know is chill. Likes to play cold/emotionless until they know you. Will do anything for those they care about. Witty.
Aquarius 🌬♒️: lemme not be a basic bitch and say we’re the best but…I mean🤷🏼♀️ for the most part cool, annoying at times cos we think we know everything. hates the majority, loves few. Solid ass friend. The stereotype about us loving aliens/always being high is 100% true
Pisces 💧♓️: I CANNOT STAND ANY OF YOU!!! (with one exception) BIGGEST whiners/crybabies!! Everything is your fault bc they’re soft af. BE GONE DEMONS.
Since y’all have been the most incredible people in regards to helping me with my cat’s medical problems earlier this year, I’m hoping someone will help me with this in the next week–
I am in between places to live at the moment, and while my brother and sister-in-law have been wonderful humans in terms of looking after Henry for the past month, their own cat has not been getting along with Henry and so, since I can’t blame them, they want Henry moved out of their place by June 10th.
Which puts me in a pickle, since Henry can’t come with me where I currently live due to allergies.
So. If you live near Chicago/anywhere in the Midwest and are willing to foster a cat for a few weeks until I move to a place where I can have Henry with me, PLEASE let me know. I’m literally willing to drive Henry to wherever he’ll be looked after and, if you know anything about me, you know that I love Henry infinitely more than I love any human, so.
Please let me know, and please reblog this to spread the word.
This cat is the love and light of my life, and I sincerely need help to make sure he’s looked after.
Bitty is a southern boy and as a southern girl let me tell you there are things he does that make the rest of SMH go “Ummm….what?”
He says stuff that makes literal ZERO sense to the rest of the team. Mostly southern phrases etc. LIKE, “That boy is about of useless as tits on a bull.” or if it’s raining but the sun is out Bits just says, “Devil must be beatin’ his wife.” Everyone is confused as shit.
“Oh my goodness I want Chick-fil-a. BUT IT’S SUNDAY.”
Holster going,” Hey Bits can you hand me a coke?” and Bitty responding with, “Sure, which kind do you want? We’ve got sprite, mtn dew, dr. pepper…” BC in the south every soda is a coke.
“Y’all know what I miss the most about Georgia? Cheerwine. And Duke’s Mayo. You northerners keep using that hellman’s stuff or miracle whip and let me tell you. IT. IS .NOT. MAYONNAISE.”
“IT’S SO HOT! Summer is the WORST” “Ransom, It’s like, 70 degrees. It gets up to like 115+ in Georgia. And it’s not even humid! You hush your mouth.”
The first time Bitty goes to Stop & Shop with one of the guys from SMH he tells them to grab a buggy on their way in and said member stares at him for a second, “What’s a buggy?” “Oh for goodness sake. A shopping cart! We need a shopping cart!”
Bitty’s drunk at a kegster when he suddenly shouts, “WHO WANTS TO PLAY CORNHOLE?!”
It’s New Years so of course Bitty’s making black eyed peas, collards, cornbread, ham, and a pineapple upside down cake. “It’s for luck.”
Bitty will be checking Facebook and be like, “Oh bless his heart.” Chowder notices him fretting over the phone so he asks what’s up “Oh it’s just one of my friend from high school’s dad.” and Chowder, being the precious person that he is, responds with, “Oh no. What happened? Is he ok?” Bitty just shakes his head, “He’s done went and fell out of the deer stand. Again. Broke his arm and bruised his pride. You think he would’ve learned his lesson after the same thing happened last huntin’ season”
Jack’s all dressed up in a suit or something, he has a meeting with the Falcs, “What are you all gussied up for?”
“Look at what all I got up at the outlet mall!!”
Rans/Holster/Bitty share a bathroom so I reckon this has happened at least once: “Neither of y’all go in the bathroom! I’m fixin’ to shower” to which Holster responds, “What was that Bits? What are you fixing?” Bitty hollers from his room, arm full of clothes, “I’m fixin’ to shower!” Ransom chimes in, “I didn’t know the shower was broken!” At this point Bitty is getting frustrated,“Oh for the love of Pete! You Yankees.” He speaks slowly and pronounces each word carefully, “I am going to go take a shower so please do not go and hog the bathroom.”
“So I was talking to Momma and APPARENTLY Mrs. Jones, the one that lives down the road, was rude as all get out.” “Really? What’d she do?” Bitty just throws his hands up, “Momma and Coach were drivin’ back to the house and Mrs. Jones was driving in the opposite direction so of course Momma waves at her. AND SHE DIDN’T WAVE BACK.”
I know for a FACT that at some point Bits makes a pitcher of sweet tea, puts it in the fridge, and the boys/Lardo finds it. “What’s this?” “Oh, it’s just some tea. You want some?” So Bitty pours them a glass and approximately 2 seconds later “WHAT IS THIS? IT’S LIKE SYRUP! Bits this isn’t tea! It’s diabetes in a cup!”
“Just rub some bacon grease on it.”
“Don’t you dare pour that coffee out! I can use it for gravy!”
“You know what food I miss? Fried pickles. No, wait, HUSHPUPPIES. I’d kill for some right now.”
Christian Serratos [kishserratos IG] || She ‘Doubles You’ @me_is_boyd ❤❤ Happy Fathers Day
Alanna Masterson [lucytwobows IG] || To the greatest. 🙇🏻 @brickstowell
Steven Ogg [ogg_steven IG] || The mind may go where it wants now,but the heart&soul remains the same. Thanks Dad for all! HAPPY FATHERS DAY y'all! #fathersday #kindness #love #itsnotthereforever
Danai Gurira [danaigurira IG] || Happy Father’s Day! I have been blessed to have, truly, one of the best men on earth as my dad. Thank you Dad, for being such an astounding example to me. Much love always
Seth Gilliam [sethgilliam3596 IG] || Happy Father’s Day! One of the two hardest, and most rewarding, “jobs” in the World. 😁
Norman Reedus [bigbaldhead IG] || ❤️
Jeffrey Dean Morgan [JDMorgan twitter via
HilarieBurton twitter] ||
Happy Fathers Day, to our hero @JDMorgan! Love Gus, Hil and ALL the furry kids. Xxx
anyway, gotta love that double standard in this fandom, ey?
vilde is constantly, constantly, being racist, ignorant, islamophobic to sana. in fact she’s been this ignorant since season 1. she’s been so rude at certain times. she’s stepped out of line so many times, and not just with sana, but with isak too. but, hey, she can still get all the chances in the world, right? bc she’s a “uwu soft pastel pink princess”. yeah, sure, give her all the chances, right???? despite being told by sana time and time again when she’s corrected her in the past, vilde STILL remains ignorant. but noooo, she gets all the chances.
last week, lol, more than 75% of this fandom were villainising, dehumanising, belittling, reducing even, when we found out he knew sana. y'all were calling him a manipulative liar, using isak as a rebound, a serial cheater, being ableist and biphobic as hell, even after y'all did the same thing to him in s3 and y'all found out he had bipolar. his struggles were already somewhat known, yet y'all still demonized him. don’t you dare deny that you weren’t. but what happened after friday’s clip? we got to know the full story and now everyone’s back on the “we love even!!!1111!!! never hated him ever!!!!” bandwagon again.
y'all literally slaughter sana at every chance you get. whether it be in 4:10 from last season, despite her apologising to isak and learning in 8:10. y'all called her a sly manipulative distrusting friend to isak when even and sana’s past came out. y'all slaughtered her for unfriending yousef bc your precious little romance was looking to be sinking like the fucking titanic, instead of understanding her struggle. but oh nooo, now y'all are back onto loving her once again, hey????? bc she’s googling “why can’t muslims marry non muslims?” and now that your precious little romance looks to be back on track, hmmmm????? lol i’m just waiting for y'all to turn on her once again tbh bc i know its gonna happen.
so, mikael reacts in the wrong manner. he freaked out when his best friend just all of a sudden made a pass at him bc he wasn’t expecting that. he was 17. he too had religion as a conflict for him. he stepped back. that was his mistake. he fucked up. yes you can say that he did wrong. call him out on his mistake. but y'all are slaughtering him?? y'all are calling him a rat and telling him to choke and die?? y'all are forgetting every other thing we learnt about mikael, that he and even were best friends, still has his number, doesn’t want the world to know about what happened bc its only gonna hurt everyone if the past is rehashed once again. y'all are out here calling muslims “extremists and vile homophobes”. and we haven’t even heard the guy give his side of the story yet!!!!???? but ya sure forgive magnus for spouting homophobic bullshit. its okay when he does it.
the double standard in this fandom is …. disgusting. and we all know exactly why that double standard exists.
I’ve been a part of hockey fandom for almost exactly a year, and since my hockey anniversary (lmao I’m a dork) + my birthday + hitting 1000 managed to coincide, I wanted to do a follow forever!
Hockey fandom has been so welcoming and lovely to me, and I’ve even?? made friends here?? which still sounds fake tbh. I’ve been more involved here than any fandom before and I’m so happy that I jumped in. Thank you all so much, I appreciate every one of you. I love all of you, from the people I’ve never talked to, to the people I’ve chatted with once or twice, to the people I talk to almost every day. You’ve all made the past year so much brighter for me.
Character(S): Alpha!Stiles Stilinski/Reader, Scott McCall, Malia Tate, Lydia Martin, Derek Hale, Liam Dunbar and my sons Mason and Corey.
Word Count: 4661
Notes: Man this is so filthy and it was so fun to write, I hope y'all really enjoy it. We got extreme sparking, marking, bring, cutting, scratching, bruising, oral (both receiving) and over-stimulation as well as masturbation (male) and finally teasing. Thank you so, so much to my best girl Steff, I don’t know what I’d do without her proofreading, editting and help on writing. (She’s even helping me write Kiss My Ass because I’m THAT useless!) so big shout out to my girl. I love you Steffy, Rick to my Rock. ❤️ @dumbass-stilinski
Gif by @bonniebird and I’m still shook because damnnnnn
I just got my hair cut and I’m feeling overly emotional, and
I don’t know how these two things relate, but here have some sterek.
They have been together for a while now. They just got their
first apartment together, and saying that both of them were high on love (for
each other) and hope (for a new happy life) would be quite the understatement.
There had been a time when either of them had thought that
they could never have the other, that after Derek left they would never find
each other again, and they had never even thought possible that one day they
could have a place, a home together.
And yet, here they were.
They just finished mounting their new bed, and Stiles falls
on the bare mattress with a satisfied “oof” Derek following shortly after him.
And it’s then that somehow it hits Stiles. It hits him so
hard and so suddenly that he’s so overwhelmed with it that his eyes burn and he
wants to yell it at the top of his lungs, but at the same time the emotion is
so strong that clogs up his throat, and he can barely manage to speak.
So, he just makes a small noise (all he can muster right
now) and rolls over to Derek’s side, throwing one arm over Derek’s body and
burying his face into Derek’s neck.
Derek huffs out a surprised laugh, but promptly starts rubbing
his back soothingly.
“Derek,” Stiles mumbles, when he finds his voice again.
Derek hums questioningly and Stiles hugs him close, a little
bit tighter, before he gets out of his hiding spot and looks up at his
“You’re my best friend.” He says, all intense, earnest and
Because it’s true. Yes, Scott is the friend he knew longer,
they had their high and lows and highs again, and he’s like a brother, but
that’s just it, Scott is his brother.
Derek is his best friend.
Derek is the person that he thinks about first when he’s
thought of a stupid joke and wants to share it with someone. Derek is the one he
looks for when he wants to tell someone about what his favourite character is
going through, even if it’s a show or a book that Derek hasn’t watched yet. Derek
is the name on his lips when he wants to tell or show someone how he managed to
do something, even if it’s just as ordinary and banal as Stiles managing to
doodle a real-looking wolf shadow, he knows that even if his first reaction
would be to roll his eyes, he’d do so smiling in that warm way that always tell
Stiles so many things. Like how loved he is, and how Derek is proud of him, even
for the little things. And Derek is the one that he glances up to look at before
he even knows why.
And that’s why he hates fighting with him so much, because
he’s fighting with his boyfriend and
best friend. And really, there’s no one in his life that can match with everything
that Derek means to him. Derek is his special person, everyone has their
special person, don’t they?
And Derek is Stiles’ person.
And yes, Derek is
his boyfriend, and they had already said their ‘I love you’s to each other a
long time ago, but Derek is also, and maybe most importantly, Stiles’ best
friend too, and Stiles really needs him to know that.
“You’re my best friend,” he repeats, because he needs him to
And of course, because Derek is his everything plus his best
friend, smiles small and understanding, before he leans down to kiss him on the
corner of his mouth, feather-light and all softness, and whispers “you’re my
best friend, too.”
And Stiles knows that Derek understands, because he can see
in his eyes that Stiles is his person too.