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Aesthetics for the Houses

Gryffindor: Sucking on sugar cubes, giggling behind your hand, long car rides with friends, opening windows to let in fresh air, running barefoot through grass, burning your tongue on food that was too hot, the view from tall buildings, the sun warming your skin, doorbells, summer camp, fierce eyeliner and bold lipstick, deep v-necks accessorized with a flirty smile, rough hands and soft hearts, brightly colored cocktails, laughing too hard at a dumb joke, crumpling up paper and throwing it into a trashcan across the room, card games, letting your hair down, opening doors, and skinny dipping.

Ravenclaw: Waking up late on a rainy day, warm coffee on a cold morning, scrunched eyebrows, color-coding everything, bags under your eyes, passing notes to your friends, long fingernails, jumping in puddles, charm bracelets, comfortable silences, orchestras, velvet ribbons, french braids, dark eyelashes, chewing ice cubes, train rides, staring out the window, curling up with a pet, being alone in the forest, the smell of the earth after it rains, staying up late to watch the stars, rearranging your room, biting your tongue, painting your toes different shades, cold glasses, chokers, watching a play, musical compositions, roman numerals, doodling on your hand, and mirrors.

Hufflepuff: Skirts that flow behind you, eyes that sparkle in the light, tea, picking flowers for your mom, laughing so hard you can’t catch your breath, denim shorts and crop tops, forts made out of sheets, pixie cuts, scrunching up your nose, rosy cheeks, freckles across your nose, bohemian tapestries on walls, dancing around the room with friends, apartments with brick walls in the city, sleeping by huge windows, drinking alcohol on rooftops, shirts rolled to the elbows, cute buns, birds sitting on telephone wires, fogged up glass, strumming a guitar, smiling so much that your cheekbones ache, climbing tall trees, contagious laughter, Polaroid pictures, and mosaics with colored glass.

Slytherin: Raising one eyebrow, martinis, marble statues, soft fur blankets on leather couches, tapping your fingernails against a hard surface, perfectly winged eyeliner, sly smirks, champagne flutes, pencil skirts, footprints in fresh snow, tree houses, wandering around the city at night, quotes that describe you perfectly, black and white photography, french perfume, black silk, lingerie, combing wet hair, proving people wrong, shopping with your best friends, mint leaves, keeping a diary, silver rings, staying up all night, black coffee, hand mirrors, little black dresses, pine trees, vanilla scented candles, mascara, stone walls, leather jackets and red lipstick, wine corks, and photo albums.

Protector

Summary: Takes place after ‘Fitting In (Hogwarts Houses!)’. Roman and Virgil watch Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban together. Conversations are had and lessons are learned.

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“Alright. Favourite character on three.”

“I can’t choose among my darling babies!”

“Roman, they’re not your- whatever, fine. Favourite… book to movie adaptation.”

“Ooh, fancy schmancy. Okay, one, two, three-”

“Prisoner of Azkaban.”

They answer perfectly in sync, and Roman gasps, clapping his hands in excitement and delight. “I knew it!”

Virgil rolls his eyes. “Oh, please, you probably just like it cause Harry’s hair is at its most accurate.”

“True, it is fabulously disheveled, but I was more going for… I don’t know, it’s more intangible, just the- the atmosphere is portrayed so well and… of course, there’s still issues- like, The Marauders were not given nearly enough time to explore, nor the Animagi concept and-”

“How about we just watch it, then?” Virgil smirks. “I swear, you’re getting nerdier with every passing day.”

Roman scrabbles around for the DVD, shouting back, “Excuse you, I’ve always been passionate about Potterlore.”

No, really? I don’t think anyone’s noticed.”

Roman has already pressed play on the DVD, loudly humming along to the theme tune. The beginning passes pleasantly enough, although Virgil starts to feel a horrible prickle of familiarity when Harry storms out of Number 4, Privet Drive. Things are different now, he reminds himself, and he concentrates on trying to keep his breathing measured.

Roman glances at him out of the corner of his eye. He doesn’t say anything, but subtly taps 1, 2, 3, 4 on a pillow, and it helps, a little. 

They reach The Knight Bus scene and Virgil hears the laughter building in Roman’s voice, even as he tries to say it casually: “Oh, look.” He points as the talking head cracks another pun. “There’s Patton.”

Virgil bursts out into surprised laughter. “D-doesn’t that make Logan Stan Shunpike?!

Roman chuckles. “Wait, wait, hold on!” He snaps his fingers and a replica of Logan’s glasses appear on his face. He adjusts them in an uncanny impression, that shatters as he drawls, “Objectively!” in an appalling cockney accent.

“Oh God, never do that again, Roman, I’ll have nightmares.”

There’s comfortable silence for a while. Virgil finds it oddly endearing how enraptured Roman gets while watching the movie: he mouths along with some lines, and his face goes through a roller-coaster of expressions.

And then, they get to the scene where the Hogwarts Express stops.

And Virgil can feel his uneasiness grow, and he should just be silent, damn it, but he feels like just saying something will make him feel better and, hey, Roman will find it funny, right…?

“Oh, look.” Virgil points as Ron’s hand reaches up to cover the ice forming along the train window. “It’s me.”

Roman’s brow furrows. “…Say what? You’re not Ron.”

Backfired, bad idea, horrible idea! “No, I-” Virgil clears his throat. “I meant-”

The dementor looms onto the screen, and Roman’s face turns white.

“Uh, relax, Roman, it was just a joke.”

He doesn’t need to know it’s a defensive mechanism, ha ha ha, just laugh please-

Roman stares at Virgil. His eyes are wide in absolute horror. “But that’s not true at all!” 

And… wow. He bellows it out with such ferocity that Virgil feels touched.

“It’s fine, Roman. Here.” He nods at the screen. “This means Logan is Lupin, in a way.”

Because isn’t that the truth? he thinks despondently. If not for Logan and that… curve thing, he could never be… managed.

Roman still doesn’t look remotely happy. But, he keeps quiet, brow still furrowed, as if in deep concentration. Eventually, he blessedly breaks the silence by saying, “Perhaps Lupin is a mixture of Logan and Patton.”

“Uh, yeah.” Virgil breathes out, grateful that the subject has been changed. “I can see that. Cute.”

They continue watching, but Roman is still distracted, Virgil can tell. Every so often, he bites his lip.

When they reach the first Divination lesson, Virgil asks, “Hey, um, what house is Trelawney in?” He tries and fails to hide his smirk.

“Hmm.” Roman hums thoughtfully. “Ravenclaw, if memory serves. Why?”

“Oooh. You might need to change Houses.”

Roman gasps, affronted, as Trelawney walks into a table. “I beg your pardon, but I am nothing like her.”

Virgil raises an eyebrow. “Oh, really?” 

And then, he tries it out, this whole teasing thing they seem to have going on. It’s new, but it’s not bad new, and Virgil finds it surprisingly easy to imitate Roman’s booming projection of a voice:

“Are you in the beyond?!

He is stunned that Roman now doesn’t look the least bit offended- he just throws back his head and laughs. 

“An accolade worthy performance, Virgil.”

Virgil smiles. “I just watch and learn from the drama queen.”

They slip into silence again. This time it stretches on for so long that Virgil thinks Roman might have fallen asleep. Maybe he should turn off the-

“A-ha!” Roman exclaims and Virgil jumps.

“Woah, woah, what?”

Roman is smiling, fist punching the air in victory. “I finally figured it out! That is, who you are. In… in this movie, certainly.”

Virgil sighs. “Look, I told you, I’m not bothered about the whole Houses thing-”

But Roman cuts him off, and he points at the screen, as Harry screams, “Expecto Patronum!”

“Why, you’re a Patronus, of course, Virgil! I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before.”

Virgil blinks, then looks at Roman uncertainly. “I don’t get it.”

“Oh, it’s all in the spell. A lot of them are rooted in Latin words, Logan was telling me. Expecto can mean I wait, and a Patronus is a protector. So Expecto Patronum is like saying, “I wait for a protector.” And, you said it yourself, your goal is to protect. Isn’t it wonderful, Virgil!” Roman claps his hands together. “You’re the Patronus charm!”

Surely he must be mishearing things. It takes Virgil a few attempts until he’s finally able to speak. “You’re… you’re saying that I- that I’m…” Strength? Light? I can drive away darkness? I… protect? 

He feels like his throat is closing up. “That’s… Jesus, Roman.” He sniffs. “That’s… probably the- the nicest thing anyone…”

His voice fails again, but he doesn’t care. He shuffles closer next to Roman on the couch, and Roman just smiles at him, briefly half hugging him with one arm. Then, he’s off waxing lyrical about all the different forms a Patronus can take, and how Virgil’s would probably shapeshift because that would be sweet, and what would everyone else’s be…

Virgil lets his words wash over him. Even if it’s ‘just’ fiction, he knows he’d be able to conjure up a strong Patronus. He already knows what his happy memory would be.


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Aesthetics & Color Palettes

Aries: volcano, fireplace, red lipstick/nails, grapefruits, canyon, leather, campfire, lava lamp, melted chocolate, roasted/toasted marshmallows.

Taurus: trees, coffee/hot chocolate, Christmas sweaters, water lilies, pink roses, presents, autumn leaves, pancakes/crepes, paved streets, comfy blanket. 

Gemini: tornado, yellow cabs, crowded citiy, lemons, joker card, sand clock, clouds, roller coaster ride/funfair, ice cream, trains. 

Cancer: pearls, old books, woollen scarfs, pocket watch/clock, dried flowers, the Moon, ocean, tearful eyes, babies, lip balms. 

Leo: the Sun, champagne, theaters, gold watch/jewelry, crown, lions/felines, sunflowers, fireworks, candies, glitter clothes. 

Virgo: libraries, bathrooms, anatomy/medical books, mountains, ice/snow, grey sky, organized desk, forest, cactuses.  

Libra; cotton candy, marshmallows, flowers, swans, fans, sculptures, peace sign, macarons/pastries, tutus/ballerinas, sunglasses.

Scorpio: red apples, blood stains, satin sheets, dark streets, abandoned mansion, dark sky/thunderstorm, dark chocolate/coffee grounds, lace, candy canes, potion bottles.

Sagittarius: airplanes, tropical jungle, arrows, cinnamon/spices, dark blue starry sky, haunted house, vinyls, mountains, road signs, cars.

Capricorn: suits, black eyeliner and eyeshadow, wine bottles, pillows, guitar, notebooks and office supplies, coffee, newspapers, boats, blackboard. 

Aquarius: dreamcatchers, butterflies, smartphones/technology items, jellyfishes, rings, feathers and birds, neon lights, dark lipstick, tattoos, quotes/pictures about freedom. 

Pisces: mermaids, ocean/lake/water, shells, tears, paintings, fog, mosaic, bed and sheets, dolphins, poetry books. 

anonymous asked:

in relationship, yuuri goes mid massage "you know i'm not really ticklish on the thighs..."

As in a sequel to this, I suppose?


It got ingrained in their routine. After the off-ice training, they would go home, soak in the onsen, have dinner and retreat to Victor’s bedroom to relax together watching movies and lazy massages. More recently, kissing and cuddling had been added to the repertoire, which was invigorating as it was relaxing. 

Yuuri was grateful for that routine. The more things he got to do with Victor and Makkachin, the less time he had to cultivate paranoid thoughts.

He’d massaged Victor’s shoulders and back, working the tense muscles soft after a strenuous day, placing soft and timid kisses on the crook of his neck that made Victor giggle. Then, as it had become their habit, Yuuri laid back on the couch waiting for his turn. Sometimes it wasn’t so much the massage he expected for as he laid back, comfortable and vulnerable with Victor slotted between his thighs—it was Victor’s kisses, his arms wrapped around him, the comforting and grounding weight of his lover close to him. 

Victor kissed the top of his foot with warm, silky lips, eyes locked on Yuuri’s with a devoted expression that made Yuuri feel butterflies in his stomach. Pouring some lavender scented cream on the palm of his hand, Victor got started with his massage, making small talk about the episode playing on Yuuri’s laptop. Later, he trailed up, kneading the muscles of his calf, sometimes curving his neck to trail a path of kisses that led nowhere and made Yuuri shiver pleasantly.

“Vitya…” Yuuri called, drawing Victor’s attention back to him, to his face, as Victor poured more cream and prepared to massage his other leg. “I… I’ve lied to you.”

Victor paused, a puzzled look on his face that made Yuuri want to laugh. 

“I’m sorry, I made it sound more serious than it is,” Yuuri chuckled.

“You scared me for a second there,” Victor sighed, following along Yuuri’s chuckle as he relaxed. “Well, then. Explain yourself. You’ve been lying to your coach? To your boyfriend?” He teased.

Boyfriend. He was still getting used to it. It sounded so nice when Victor said it.

“It’s a tiny little lie,” Yuuri used his fingers to illustrate, making Victor hold back a smile.  “But… You remember that first day you massaged me after training?”

Victor nodded. Of course he would remember—that was a redundant question. 

“Let me guess,” Victor started, trailing his finger down Yuuri’s shin. “You’ve lied about being ticklish. You wanted to kick me for being rough on you in that training and…”

“Vitya, of course not!” Yuuri laughed. “I haven’t lied about it. Well, not really. I lied about my thighs being ticklish because…”

Victor raised his eyebrows, expecting Yuuri to finish his thought but caught the meaning quick enough.

“You were embarrassed,” he offered, earning a nod from Yuuri. “I understand. I was a bit embarrassed myself too—I mean, it’s not every day you get to massage a cute guy’s strong legs. Except that it’s literally my life now,” he winked playfully, making Yuuri smile back.

“I just wanted to say…” Yuuri felt his cheeks get hot. “If you want to… You can do it from now on. My thighs get sore when we focus training my jumps, but I never… I was too embarrassed to tell you that I don’t mind it anymore.”

Victor smiled. 

“Thank you for telling me. Can I?”

Yuuri nodded, bearing Victor’s gaze and feeling his cheeks get hot. With care, Victor poured a little more cream on his hand and massaged Yuuri’s thigh—front first, pressing and rubbing gently and Yuuri’s jaw dropped in a silent gasp. Victor had gone exactly where it hurt, his fingers working down the length of his sore muscle, and Yuuri rolled his eyes. It hurt, good, and he caught Victor’s pleased smile from the corner of his eye.

“Found it?” Victor asked with a chuckle. Yuuri nodded again. He didn’t trust his throat to speak. “Should I keep going?”

“Yeah,” Yuuri sighed.

“OK, then. But you’re too tense now—I can see you digging your nails into the palm of your hand. Try to relax.”

Taking a deep breath, Yuuri closed his eyes and focused on releasing the tension from his body. Victor’s hand moved to the muscles above his knee, which made him jerk his leg and laugh but it helped him feel relaxed. Victor’s fingers were agile, and the scent of lavender was faint and comforting. Soon enough Yuuri was boneless, sprawled on the couch. 

The sensation was so good that the world narrowed to Victor’s hands that slid down and rubbed the sides of his thighs. It felt good, good enough to make a silly smile spread on Yuuri’s lips and his eyelids feel heavy. He couldn’t believe he had been missing on that for so long. He needed to repay Victor somehow.

It was as Victor found the sore spot on the back of his thigh that it happened. A slip. A betrayal of his throat and face as Yuuri was happily relaxed, enjoying his boyfriend’s excellent massage. 

Yuuri moaned a curse under his breath. On top of that, his brow furrowed, rendering any redemption in form of a joke completely useless. Almost immediately, Yuuri perked up and looked at Victor, his heart hammering in his chest.

“Wow! Yuuri! That’s right, don’t hold back,” Victor chuckled, blushing at the tip of his ears.

“I—I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Yuuri mumbled, dying of embarrassment and covering his mouth. 

“Feels good?” 

“Y-yeah,” Yuuri felt too hot. His moan replayed over and over inside his head and he wanted to disappear. Thankfully, Victor took it lightly, but the way he kept massaging Yuuri’s thigh was making it difficult for Yuuri to hold back.

“Alright. Should I move on to the other leg?” Victor smiled that lovely, dorky smile at Yuuri as he placed his leg back down. It amazed Yuuri how he had handled the accident so naturally, and a shy smile spread on his lips. 

“It’s fine, I’m good,” Yuuri sat up straight, earning a confused frown from his boyfriend. 

“Yuuuuuuri!” Victor protested. “Your other leg will be sore tomorrow.”

“I know but I’m…” Victor waited patiently, looking at Yuuri with expectant eyes. “Embarrassed, still.”

“Yuuri, babe,” Victor smiled, reaching out and holding his hand. “It’s OK. Thank you for letting me massage you. I want you to feel comfortable—“

“I am, I am, I swear,” Yuuri nodded, watching Victor kiss his knuckles lightly and feeling his heart do flips in his chest. “It’s just… I’m… Loud? I don’t want Mari to hear us and think we’re doing something else.”

“You’re perfect,” Victor hummed, peppering kisses on the back of Yuuri’s hand. “We can always yell ‘we are doing a massage session now’ so she knows.”

“Vitya that’s such a dumb idea,” Yuuri chuckled. They laughed.

“But you’re smiling now.”

“I am. I love you, Vitya.”

“I love you too.”

That ADHD thing where
  • friend: *speaks*
  • me: *nods, sips iced lemonade*
  • my train of thought: would you look at this little ice cubes, they're melting, oh this reminds me so much of the Arctic and it's so sad, DAMN CLIMATE CHANGE, it's becoming too hot and the polar bears are gonna die, speaking of polar bears and hot, why the fuck would you take an animal that needs to live where it's fucking freezing to a goddamn zoo in the middle of a city, that shit is crazy, zoo animals are so mistreated, which by the way is an issue not completely overlooked but romanticized in the movie 'Madagascar', I can't believe their nerve, why u always fuckin' lying, zoos are terrible in reality, well at least they decided to free them and let them live their lives, but no, those animals are fucking stupid and WANT to go back, what kind of crap
  • friend: *still speaking, oblivious to the fact that my brain is far, far away*
  • me: (interrupting) WHY THE FUCK WOULD THE ANIMALS FROM 'MADAGASCAR' WANT TO GO BACK TO THE ZOO, LIKE, U GOT A GORGEOUS ISLAND TO EXPLORE, GO LIVE YO LIFE, LET'S BOICOT ZOOS, SAY NO TO ANIMAL EXPLOITATION, PROTECT POLAR BEARS, VEGAN POWER

byeora  asked:

10 times yuuri and phichit pretended to be a couple.

10) Phichit once convinced Yuuri to do the classic ‘pretending that we’re getting married to try free wedding cake samples’ to see if it would actually work. It did and they got tons of amazing free cake in the bargin

9) Yuuri once got stuck in a conversation where the other guy was clearly flirting with him and he didn’t know how to tell him he was really not at all into him and it was never going to happen. When Phichit walked past he just blurted out ‘sorry, there’s my boyfriend’, grabbed Phichit and ran

8) Once in an airport Phichit fell asleep on Yuuri’s shoulder and the old man across from them commented on what an adorable couple they made and started telling stories about him and his wife and how they fell in love and asking Yuuri the same about him and Phichit. Yuuri felt way too awkward to correct him and just played along with it instead while Phichit snored lightly on his shoulder

7) Once the ice rink they trained at got rented out for a Valentines Day Special for couples only. Phichit convinced Yuuri to go along as a couple for fun and it ended up being hilarious for both of them. The entire rink was filled with couples slowly skating hand in hand while they just casually did the occasional triple axel when a space cleared and skated backwards together to show off

6) There was once a weird psychology ‘study’ going around their college campus for couples that was supposed to prove if people were soulmates. It asked them loads of questions about each other and saw how many they got right to see how well they knew each other and how well they matched. Phichit convinced Yuuri to try it with him to prove their status as ‘ultimate platonic soulmates forever’ and they ended up scoring higher than most of the actual couples there

5) Once they were out at a bar with friends and Phichit really wasn’t in the mood to get hit on so he was just like ‘I’m going to sit in your lap Yuuri ok?’ and Yuuri was just like ‘yeah sure’ and they stayed like that the rest of the night

4) On a similar vein, they were out in a café together and a really creepy guy kept eying Yuuri up and looking like he was about to come over and start a conversation so Yuuri was just like ‘Phichit, hold my hand and pretend we’re dating’ and they spent the rest of their coffee date together like that

3) The one and only time that they both got thrown out of a club was because a guy kept hitting on Phichit and would not leave him alone even when he turned him down. The bouncers also weren’t doing anything about it so they had to solve it themselves. First they tried pretending Yuuri was his boyfriend to get the guy to back off and when that didn’t work and he still grabbed Phichit’s ass, Phichit punched him in the face while Yuuri kicked him in the balls. They both got chucked out the club but they considered it totally worth it

2) One time a reporter was being really rude and insinuating that Yuuri and Viktor were faking their relationship for publicity and so Phichit stepped in sarcastically like ‘yes, you’ve cracked our masterplan, Yuuri and I are actually a couple and Chris and Viktor eloped years ago and Yuuri and Viktor are only together for the sponsors’, complete with a withering look

1) On April Fools day Phichit posted a picture of him and Yuuri to his Instagram with matching rings captioned ‘guess who just eloped’. About half of his followers got that it was April Fools day and the other half went into meltdown

Whatever It Takes: Chapter 6

ACOTAR Figure Skating AU

Summary: Nesta firmly believes that if you want something, you have to work your ass off for it. And she wants a National title attached to her name. But when her coach decides that a change in discipline is what Nesta needs, she’s far from impressed. Now, instead of training as a ladies single skater, she has to switch gears and skate as a pairs skater. And her partner? Someone she can’t stand. Non other than cocky, flirtatious, former Men’s skater Cassian.
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Of all of the times Elain had been in Lucien’s living room, she had never felt more out of place.

It was like those scenes in the movies, where the girl sits stiff as a board, waiting for the boy to walk in. A deafening silence would be draped over the room, the grandfather clock in the corner giving off the only sound - a steady tick, tock, tick, tock.

Lucien didn’t own a grandfather clock though.

Elain sighed, her gaze slipping towards the window. She could hear Lucien’s mumbled voice as he talked away on the phone. The sound of his warm caramel voice, the sound that she used to long to hear, only made her more on edge, more restless.

I expected rain, Elain realized as she continued to look out the window. She had expected grey clouds to heavily coat the sky, rain coming down in sheets. She had expected the wind to be howling, coldness gripping every living thing as tears stained her cheeks.

She didn’t expect the warm rays of sun to fall through the window. The slowly changing autumn leaves looked brighter as fall slowly started to creep in. There was a light breeze in the air, cool and refreshing. The perfect day.

And there were no tears running down her cheeks. They weren’t even stinging in her eyes as she sat on the couch.

She didn’t expect any of it. And yet, it didn’t surprise her.

There was a heaviness on her shoulders and in her heart as she glanced towards the kitchen.

It wasn’t something she wanted to do. Wasn’t something anyone ever wanted to do. But it was something that had to be done. Maybe even something that should have been done awhile ago, who really knew. All Elain knew was she couldn’t go on like that anymore. She wasn’t happy. He wasn’t happy. Neither of them were truly happy anymore.

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[Partly translation + My opinion] Shizuka’s role in Yuzuru’s career

I can never imagine how different everything will turn out today if Mao was qualified for 2006 Turino Olympics (she was 15, too young at that time for it). Because with her talent at that time, there’s chance that she might get gold at Turino.

Anyway, it’s just my guess, and anything can happen, but I still sometimes wonder like that because Shizuka, and especially because she is the 2006 Turino Olympic champion, plays such a huge role in Yuzuru’s career. Beside the inspiration Yuzuru got from an Olympic champion also from Sendai, Shizuka also helped him so much with his training. 

In this video, they show that after winning Turino, in the PC, Shizuka was concerned with the young skaters in Sendai because the ice rink she has been training in Sendai was closed down. The significance of the only Olympic gold medal made it possible for the government of Miyagi and Sendai to support the re-opening of Ice Rink Sendai and Shizuka gave a skating lesson there a year later, which Yuzuru participated in :D

According to Aoi Hono, due to the close down of the rink, Yuzuru initially thought that he would have to give up skating for at least 2-3 years. Keeping skating skills without on-ice training is difficult, and Yuzuru has the kind of body that loses muscle mass very quickly (for example, he didn’t have practice for 10 days after 3/11, and he couldn’t do any jumps because his thigh muscles were weakened so much), so I think it would be very hard for him to be competitive if Ice Rink Sendai is closed for any longer.

Also, after 3/11, Shizuka also supported Yuzuru financially so that he can get his training, and it was such an important year in his senior career.

For these two occasion, I’m very grateful for Shizuka, and to the fact that she won the Olympics so that she could do what she did. And with Yuzuru winning Sochi Olympics and donated all the profit of his autobiographies to Ice Rink Sendai, I wonder whose talent will be nurtured from this place? :3

Here’s some interesting related materials: 

1. Interview with young Yuzuru when they reopened Ice Rink Sendai

2. Interview from Shizuka’s lesson at Ice Rink Sendai, Yuzu was such a star of the show haha

OMG Look at how he still gracefully crossed his legs in that situation!!!!! Boy is extra since forever!! XD

Awakened-Chapter 1

A/N: Here we are! Book 2 of Comatose! as always thank you to @tilltheendwilliwrite for beta everything that i write. Enjoy Loves!

Summary: You are the sister of Charles Xavier. You are part of the Avengers and dating Bucky Barnes. Unbeknownst to you Bucky is having an affair with Natasha. When you catch them in the act, things go downhill from there. You are a Mutant with similar powers to Jean, only with Immortality thrown in.

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky X Natasha, Logan Howlett X Reader

Warnings: Angst, Violence, Cheating, Feelings of worthlessness, Depression.

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Crowded

Press Tour Distraction **

Welcome home **

Pancakes

The Talk

Addicted

I Need You

Happy

Poke Wars

I’m Sorry

Drinking

Say Something

The Party **

Boston

Kinky **

Tickles and Kisses

Study Break

The Adoption

Just Friends?

The Actor and The Photographer

     Part 2

     Part 3

Really Chris? **

Stop Lying

The Bodyguard

First Christmas

Give It Back **

Princess **

Mistaken Revenge

     Part 2

     Part 3

     Part 4 **

Be Our Guest

Snow Time Fun

Baby’s First Christmas

Yes Captain **

Not So Sneaky **

Movie Night Teasing **

Falling

The Storm 

Truth or Dare Gone Right 

     Part 2

     Part 3

     Part 4 **

Harbinger of Doom

     Part 2

     Part 3 *

     Part 4

     Part 5

     Part 6 **

     Part 7

Pretending **

Baking Party **

Pranks and Tickles **

Don’t Cry

Hurt **

Be Careful

Past and Future

Cold as Ice

Training Session **

Yes Daddy **

Over

Not Good Enough

Salty and Sweet

Feelings

The Truth

     Part 2 **

A Better Christmas

It Takes Three **

Derek Hale x Reader

I’ve Got You **

Stiles x Reader

I Like You **

Negan x Reader

Feelings

Daryl x Reader

First Fight

The Kiss

First Snowfall

Erudite to Dauntless **

     Part 2 **

Rescued

Save Me **

The Confession

Mr. Creepy

A Perfect Gentleman **

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Hello ! Here a little CG sequence exercice I did with the help of my sweeheart Pierre-Marie Adnet during the last months at Gobelins. Hope you like it, but it was just a CG training  ! :)