day connect

This wasn’t love.
You didn’t break my heart.
This wasn’t friendship.
You didn’t break me.
This was a connection, a belief in something more; it was hope and magic, it was reviving a part of my soul.
So, no, my heart isn’t broken and neither am I.
I just believe a little less and a little less and a little less each time this connection turns out to be only from my side.
I don’t understand it though, a spark is ignited from both sides.
How can I feel it if it was only me, how can I believe it again, if you tell me it was only me?

alright so 

Kubo-sensei has, in my eyes, now confirmed that Viktor and Yuuri are indeed lovers/significant others

IT’S NOT LIKE IM SURPRISED AFTER SEEING THEM LOOK AT EACH OTHER LIKE THIS AMONGST A THOUSAND OTHER THINGS 

but I know that some people still had doubts or wanted an official confirmation so wELL HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY EVERYONE I GUESS IT’S AS CANON AS IT GETS NOW

If you need me I’ll be over here screaming into my pillow over these two 

their love is too good to be true I owe Kubo-sensei my life

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For @kalluraweek Day 4: Connected. 

Sacrifice | 1x09: Crystal Venom & 2x08: Blade of Marmora

Inspired by a conversation I had with  @eastofthemoon where she pointed out that Keith and Allura both gave up their fathers for the greater good and wanted to see a gif set of those two scenes. I think sharing the pain of these sacrifices is one of the things that connects Keith and Allura.

Also, I don’t know if it was intentional, but I love how these two scenes mirror each other!

The white road

I am 24 when my doctor tells me that I was abused. She doesn’t tell me what happened to me, or plant any memories that weren’t already there. She takes what I have told her and she puts it all inside those six letters, that one word.

Before she takes my memories and gives me that word, I tell her that I have made the appointment because I want to know why I can’t stand being touched. I tell her that I’m 24 and I’m sick of flinching when shop assistants hand me my change, just in case their fingers brush against my palm and there is that fire again, the one that rushes up from my bone to the membrane of my skin any time it comes into contact that I wasn’t expecting. I tell her that I have been trying to do this properly, from dating to everything else, and it’s like I’m blocked. It’s like I’m missing a piece of myself that makes me an adult, or perhaps even a human, and I don’t know where it’s gone.

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🌟 After a long time of waiting, you came to me. After years of being alone, I can breathe again. The sight of you sparks thoughts I’ve never tried to have. Of living. Of a home. Of friends.

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Who are you?

Insert Victor swooning in background

Basically this started in “Wow, it sure is a damn shame Yuuri can’t skate with his glasses on—”

First artwork of 2017. You’re welcome.