→ Genre: Angst, action, fluff, mature (mentions of blood, wounds, medical jargon) (smut in future chapters)
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→ Summary: hitman!jeongguk and medstudent!Y/N bestfriends!au; Jeongguk always shows up to your place or hospital whenever he gets hurt because you guys are best friends and you patch him up, but he has no idea that every time you stitch up his wounds, it tears open new wounds in your own heart.
“You’re seriously sitting here scared of a tiny needle when you have a goddamn 9mm bullet embedded in your proximal deltoid muscle?!” He grinned, “Old habits die hard. And damn, I could get used to how hot you are with med words.”
I still haven’t calmed down from the madness (lbr I never will) but I’m going to try to put some thoughts together. I’m sorry if this will be a mess but I try.
I was there for the whole of it. Well, I wasn’t there when the videos were shown or the manga pages were translated, but I was there when denkimouse started tweeting about it and then I stayed up all night with my internet friends screaming about it here on tumblr (#ripmynotificatons2k17). I saw us all freaking out and I still am freaking out because HOLY SHIT YOI DID THAT. They actually did that.
As a fandom, it’s really normal and expected and amazing that we focus on a ship we all well, most of us love. The first leaked screenshots were understandably about Otabek ripping Yuri’s glove off jesus i still can’t believe he.did.that. and I know for a fact that that’s the most shocking thing about this whole WttM deal and that’s all I’ll talk about probably for the rest of my life (unless the movie outdoes it, which knowing the YOI creators…………I’m honestly shaking at the thought of what they might bring us).
I know we also saw it as a very sexual act and tbh there’s no denying it is (that is not to say that I think it’s canon that they have or will have sex pre or post exhibition skate, but I do believe that shoving your freaking finger in someone else’s mouth the way Yuri did is a really intimate act that you just don’t do with someone you’re just friends with -unless I’m the weird one and everyone else does that, which I’m pretty sure they don’t).
So with a reminder that a ship being canon (which I fully believe Otayuri is as of today) doesn’t mean that the characters have had or are having sex (or kissing, or anything at all), I’d like to point out that watching the video of Yuri’s exhibition skate I’m also really, really happy that that part only takes up only mere seconds of Yuri’s skate.
Let me elaborate.
The whole point of WttM is for Yuri to fix his public image as a skater because he was sick and tired of being remembered as the prima ballerina who only skates to classical music (see the first scans of the manga that were leaked a few days ago, with newspaper headlines focusing on that), and most of all he didn’t want his free skate (that he isn’t fully satisfied with) to be what people talk about, and his tears to be the most shocking thing that happened on the ice (if you ask me, him breaking Victor’s world record is already pretty shocking and amazing, but I believe this is a case of Yuri being an unreliable narrator here -which most teens are).
So I’m glad that Yuri, even with a serious case of crushing on Otabek Altin hard, didn’t linger with his fingers in Otabek’s mouth, didn’t change his choreography to make his skate more sexual than it already was, didn’t waste precious seconds of skating routine for the sake of a boy he’s crushing on. Even mere seconds of that were enough anyway, to shock the audience (both the skating fans within the anime and us YOI fans) and give people something to talk about other than his tears the previous day, and then he simply kept skating, with his heart pounding because holy shit I can’t believe I just did that, I actually felt the inside of Otabek’s mouth but it was just a second and now I’m here and I need to show them how good I am, with this choreography and this song that I made with my new best friend/crush.
Yuri’s character has always been about his skating and with Otabek’s arrival in ep10 we started seeing that he can be about much more, and WttM definitely showed us even more of that, but it also showed us that Yuri didn’t change from one day to the other. He is still mostly about skating and shocking his audience (something very Victor-like), and I’m glad the creators didn’t sacrifice his character for the sake of fanservice.
Once again, the YOI staff did nothing wrong in my eyes and I can’t even begin to express how grateful I am.
@sanjaplavsic: Hi! :) I love your writings.. Can you do some Daryl x reader fic where he is afraid of love, but cares about her. She is younger ( a lot, and that’s an issue for him). But she confronts him or help him when he is in bad shape, and then they kiss, it gets fluffy, Daryl admits that he is crazy about her…(maybe some making love, her first). Tnx 💘💘💘
Hope you like it ♥♥
WARNINGS: SMUT (Virginity loss, so it will be sweet), FLUFF, A LITTLE ANGST; READER IS YOUNGER THAN DARYL BUT STILL LEGAL.
ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO, SORRY FOR EVENTUAL ERRORS.
So you know you’re REALLY special when someone who never - ever - makes a post, or finishes any kind of writing and prefers to stick to behind-the-scenes beta-ing goes full out and does a one shot for you!
I know it’s not on YOUR level, but in my defense, i didn’t have a beta as good as you do ;) I hope you enjoy it!! @the-captains-ayebrows
Birthday Fic based on this prompt;
“I’m on a date at a hockey game and my date is being a douche. Now we’re on the kiss cam, but hes on his phone, so i’m just going to kiss you instead, okay?”
“Great!” Emma huffed, as she slammed her battery depleted phone down onto her thigh. The impact made her skin sting under her jeans. Taking a deep breath, she rolled her eyes at the fact that – apparently - iPhone batteries don’t do so well in near-frigid temperatures. The motion caused her to catch a glimpse of Neal to her right. In his worn jersey puffed up atop layers of thermal clothing and backwards baseball cap, perched on the edge of the hard, cold, plastic arena seat he was every bit the Hockey Fan she decidedly was not.
Katherine practically ran into the ER when she heard. Someone had brought in a man who apparently had been hit by a damn semi truck. It was a wonder how he was even still alive. She got to where they were bringing him in on a stretched and for a moment she was stunned. It was an alter? But she couldn’t think on which one it could be, the nurse who was trying to listen to his chest started talking. “I can’t tell if there’s fluid in his lungs, but his rib cage is a mess.” Another nurse tried to out an IV in his arm, and added, “He’s lost a lot of blood, bp one sixty over thirty.” Kat just waved them all over into a closed off ER room and started to get gloves on. Jesus what a mess today was already.
I was gonna post this at a normal time tomorrow but I couldn’t stop myself. Probably gonna post some art for this in the next couple days. Read chapter below or on FFN here or below, and from the beginning here
“Are you sure you won’t come to church?” Victoria asks for the fourth time over brunch. “I’m sure everyone would love to see you, and meet Maka.”
“I don’t go to church, mum, and I saw plenty of people over Christmas – could probably go without seeing anyone for another year and a half.” Soul stuffs another bite of eggs into his petulant face.
“Don’t say that,” Victoria snips. “Well, at least do something productive with your day instead of lounging around. Maka?”
Maka wonders if this is how Soul feels whenever her parents ask his opinion about her personal life. “I’ll stay here,” she says in a half whisper.
Soul’s mother squints, and Maka can see her mulling over whether to push about Soul any further. They’d had quite a talk about that already – Victoria had admitted she has a tendency to get overbearing, the empty threat about tuition money being a prime example. Maka could understand to a point; she could be like that too, but not to the same degree (she hopes anyway.) Victoria closes her mouth, collects her coat and purse with no further comment, and leaves, trailed by Robert and Wes.
Soul heaves a deep sigh, leaning back in his chair. “Free at last.”