does this counts as a birthday edit


.:..twø years of vessel..:.


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Birthday Page!

i just hit 800 followers, which is crazy?? like i’m not even done with my 700 follower celebration! i love you guys so much!! so, i will be making a birthday page to celebrate! please don’t let this flop


1. must be following me

2. reblog this post (likes don’t count)

3. send me your name and birthday

what you get:

1. a spot on the page here

2. a promo on your birthday

3. an edit request if we’re mutuals

Birthday Gifts

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: diabetes possible

Word Count: 983

A/N: So this story came from my sister who’s co-worker got one of the gifts from her husband for Valentine’s Day haha! Also, this is not edited or anything and was thrown together on my lunch break (i.e. sorry if it sucks-it probably does)  As always, feedback is very much appreciated even if it sucks haha! (I love stuff in my inbox btw-mine is always so empty and sad)

Birthday’s were not really something that made too much of a difference to Y/N or the Winchesters for that matter. But, whether she liked it or not, hers was coming soon.

Cards from family and friends she hadn’t seen in quite some time, made their way to her despite living in the bunker with no real address. It was like magic, these once a year contacts that just appeared to remind her that in just a week she’d be one year older.

Not that age mattered either, hell living and working with hunters she was glad she made it through another year!

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Maybe you could make a kind of recpost where you will recommend some fanfics?

Sorry this took so long, it took forever to compile. I actually went back and read almost every one to give you some feedback. Hope you like some of these!

I don’t tend to read WIPs, so sorry if that’s what you’re looking for. These are all completed, and are almost all one chapter. 

The SFW Fics:


Rating: T

Word Count: 3,448

 Summary: “Say Yuuri,” he began, gently brushing off the legs of his slacks, “do you know much ballroom?”

“Uhm, well,” Yuuri was wringing his hands now, suddenly overflowing with anxious energy, “Just the very basics that helped with skating. It was mostly ballet for m–”

Viktor extended his hand where he stood, arm and fingers outstretched and beckoning to Yuuri, “Then you know how to waltz.”

My thoughts: Spicy katsudon - i love sexual tension don’t look at me

A Safe Place to Fall

Rating: T

Word Count: 8,080 

Summary: “Can I…?” Viktor’s voice breaks Yuuri out of his trance and he focuses on Viktor, waiting for the words to come out. But Viktor doesn’t say anything more, eyes flickering between Yuuri’s eyes and mouth, and then his finger stops moving and he pulls it back. He looks like he has more he wants to say, but doesn’t.

My thoughts: THE TENSION. A+ Tension. If you’re like me and are weak for stories where it’s always two people silently wishing for the same thing, but either one of them isn’t quite ready or it’s never the right time, then this is for you.

Five Kisses

Rating: T

Word Count: 4,338

Summary: It hadn’t seemed out of the ordinary at the time. Victor had always been free with his affection; throwing out compliments, light caresses, even the occasional peck to the cheek. After a little over a week of having him as his coach, Yuuri was sure he had gotten used to it. It was just a Westerner thing, no use getting riled up if Victor wasn’t going to be stopping it anytime soon.

Then it happened.

Victor likes kissing Yuuri and Yuuri is frustratingly dense

My thoughts: Victor needs to communicate better, but it leads to some super cute getting-together.

Stupidly Happy with You 

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,997

Summary: “You have that stupid look on your face again,” Yurio said, skating up to where Viktor was watching Yuuri.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Viktor said, putting on a very deliberate frown.

“Face it- Katsudon is sucking the cool right out of you.“

“He’s not sucking anything out of me.”

“Ohoho?” Phichit glided by them with a gleefully scandalized look on his face.

My thoughts: I like anything and everything involving Yurio observing their relationship with absolute disdain, also Victor being a dork. Yuuri is a saving grace and Phichit is my spirit animal.


Rating: T 

Word Count: 2,737

Summary: “Did the doctor send you?” When Yuuri doesn’t reply fast enough, since he’s still gaping like a fish, he turns to Yuri. “Did the doctor send him? Because wow,” He drops his arm and presses his hand to his chest like the dramatic bastard he is. “You’ve got to be the prettiest man I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh my god,” Yuri groans. “Is he hitting on you?”

My thoughts: Have you ever seen that hella-cute video of a guy that’s hopped up on painkillers, forgets that he’s married, and starts hitting on his wife who’s trying to take care of him? It’s basically that. Except Yurio’s there too. Filming all of it.

The NSFW Fics:

I Know My Madness

Rating: E

Word Count: 14,133

Summary: It’s hardly a secret that Victor Nikiforov is a massive player. (In which Yuuri doesn’t blow the Grand Prix Finals the first time round, does blow Victor, and everything changes but ends up the same)

My thoughts: A hard but healthy dose of angst. Lots of miscommunication and pining but a happy end. 

Victor Effing Nikiforov 

Rating: E

Word Count: 13,259

Summary: AU in which Yuuri still doesn’t remember the banquet, somehow doesn’t blow Japanese Nationals, runs into Victor at the World Championships, and has absolutely no idea why his idol is suddenly friendly and incredibly handsy. Does Yuuri care about his reasons? No. It’s Victor Effing Nikiforov. Basically this is an excuse for total fluff. And porn. And shit-talking with bonus smut. (Edited for accuracy.) Happy birthday, Victor.


Victor turned back to him, supernova smile in place once more. “I really, really like you. Promise you’ll still dance with me at the banquet if you take gold this time around.”

Yuuri stared at the man. He looked at their entwined hands—he hadn’t wanted to pull away—and their thighs, pressed together despite there being plenty of room in the backseat of the cab. That scent of Victor’s cologne—just a dab, lightly applied somewhere on his neck—swirled around him. This was too real to be a dream, too physical for him to have imagined it.

“I’m sorry,” Yuuri said slowly. “But…have we talked before?”

My thoughts: I can’t even express how much I love this fic. It took the plot twist that I loved so much and brought it to the next level, again with miscommunication and pining which I am weak for.

The Fundamentals of Caring

Rating: E 

Word Count: 20,827 (2 Chapters)

Summary: “Let me guess, you’re going to go take care of Yuuri while he sleeps? Just in case he sneezes or something?” Yurio rolls his eyes, folding his arms across his chest. “Viktor, you’re whipped.”

Viktor rubs the back of his neck as he leans against the wall. “What does that mean?”

“It means that if Yuuri asked you to do a little dance for him in nothing but a coconut bra and a hula skirt, you’d do it.”

Viktor pauses, confused. “And that’s a bad thing?”

My thoughts/summary: Yuuri gets deliriously sick and Victor takes care of him while Yurio watches on with severe amusement and tortures Victor. I’m weak for the sick!fics where a character has no control over what they say and just spills the beans of how head-over-heels they are. I also like flustered Victor. 10/10, would read again.


Rating: Not Rated (but it is explicit)

Word Count: 15,830

Summary: Yuuri had always known he was a little bit different when compared to other figure skaters. Of course, the fact that he was socially awkward and rather ungraceful kind of made him stand out anyway, but it was more than that. It was biology.

My thoughts/summary: Yuuri gets his heat in Russia while struggling with his feelings for Victor. I low-key love Alpha/Omega fics, but only when they’re done respectfully and well, and this one is top-notch. It’s hot and sexy but still loving and cute, which is the best.

Turn It, Leave It, Stop, Format It

Rating: E

Word Count: 19,688

Summary: “If you want, I can recommend you some security programs that you can download for free and protect your computer. That way, you won’t be at risk of losing these cute photos of your dog even when you browse websites like ‘Luscious Lonely Wives’.”

Victor gives one long ‘haa’. “I don’t browse those websites,” he says through his straining smile.

(the ‘i will break any and all electronic devices that get into my hands if it means I get to talk to the cute tech support guy’ fic)

My thoughts: I love AUs. I really love AUs where someone is so infatuated that they find any and every excuse to see and talk to the person they like.


I might do another one of these for OtaYuri fics. Hope you enjoy some of these! Remember to give kudos and comments if you do, it really helps motivate authors, trust me. <3

P.S. let me know if any of the links aren’t working.


Happy 83rd Birthday Yoko Ono

“Each time we don’t say what we want to say we’re dying. Make a list of how many times you died this week.”

“Try to say nothing negative about anybody for three days, for forty-five days, for three months. See what happens to your life.”

“You may think I’m small, but I have a universe inside my mind.”

“The regret of my life is that I have not said ‘I love you’ enough”

“Smile in the mirror. Do that every morning and you’ll start to see a big difference in your life.”


Happy birthday to our golden maknae Jungkook! 

Here’s to the first year of your official adulthood, hoping you are happy and successful in the years to come. Wishing you a happy birthday and that this year you’ll be able to bless us with even more laughter and memeage.