just had sudden feel to do this

Sometimes I’ll be sitting in my room, perfectly fine, and then I just get slammed by this wave of loneliness and I hate it

Yesterday, after accidentally teaching 8 uninterrupted hours of calculus (I had a 2-hour break between discussions, but I told them I would keep teaching if they stayed and SO MANY PEOPLE STAYED!), I had the sudden realization that I got paid to do the talk-about-math thing….


Like, that whole day I just did? Yeah, they paid me for all of it. And that stunned me, because I feel like I’m conning the school… Do they not realize I would absolutely do everything I’m doing right now for free? They have to realize that. Heck, if I had the money, I would pay people to look interested while I rattle on about math nonstop, solve problems and talk about how cool the ideas are… Do they understand what a rare treat that is? And it’s even better because my students chose to hang around and learn math for several hours longer than they even had to do. 

Let me say this again. It is my job to talk about mathematics all day to people who care about the mathematics I’m discussing. That’s more exciting to me than going to Disneyland. I get paid to go to Disneyland every day.

This can’t be real life. 

And you know something else? My students thanked me for staying late yesterday, as if I was doing them a favor. Hahahahahahaaa like I would choose literally any other activity over talking about math. Hahaha never. 

Anyway, it’s Friday which means I don’t teach tomorrow and I’m so sad about that. One of my supervisors asked if I had anything fun planned for the weekend and I had to stop myself from saying “No, I’m just going to sit around and wait for Monday :(”

“The hair just….just had to go. I….do you…do you hate it?”

Will looked terribly frail in this moment, shaken by something that was beyond his control. Insecurity was playing on his features, making his eyes wide. He seemed to be younger for a few seconds, just a boy feeling sudden regret about a rash choice. Only when Hannibal raised a hand to gently run his fingers over the short, soft strands, Will’s shoulders lowered and ease seeped through his body.

Picture of a planned scene in Just Alike (an rp of mine). Will Graham with short hair just seemed too tempting and so here’s a wrecked, slightly psychotic post-fall puppy who took matters into his own shaky hands while his husband was gone for supplies.

Astro confesses to you...


Originally posted by zionqt

JinJin wasn’t planning on confessing to you. But as time goes on, he realizes what he has for you is more than just a crush. So he writes down exactly how he feels about you in the form of a poem. He hands it to you, palms sweating, and softly raps it for you, grinning and blushing the whole time. He feels like it might be too cheesy and embarrassing, but he hopes that his love for you came through the awkward confession…

“So… do you like it? I know it’s kind of sudden, but I just can’t hide how I feel about you~”


Originally posted by noombean

MJ had to work up the courage to confess to you, since the thought of losing your friendship terrifies him. You always know how to make him smile, and he doesn’t know what he would do without you in his life. But after a lot of inner turmoil, he decides to take the plunge. He takes comfort in the fact that above all else, you two care about each other. And he knows that will never change~

“I have felt this way for a long time, Y/N… And I think you deserve to know.”


Originally posted by astrobinn

Eunwoo has always considered you a friend. One of his best friends, to be precise. However, his feeling towards you have steadily grown into something he can’t hold back. He begins to notice every little thing you do, and finds it all to be simply enchanting. You two are talking one day, when he unexpectedly takes you by the hand, looks into your eyes, and tells you the truth~

“You have such a good heart, Y/N. You mean more to me than you can ever know…”


Originally posted by asterocky

Moonbin has loved you since the day you met, but his confession comes quite unexpectedly. You both are out shopping together, when you find an adorable cat-ear headband and try it on, just for fun. You turn to Moonbin and make a silly face, expecting him to laugh. Instead, he slumps against a nearby wall and gazes at you with the utmost adoration~

“Y/N, why can I never take my eyes off of you? How do you always make me feel this way…?”


Originally posted by sanwoo

Rocky adores everything about you and loves how you two seem to click and just understand each other. He’s been planning to confess to you for months. He decides the best way to do it is to make it meaningful. So during one of your walks through the park, you both pause to admire the view. Suddenly, Rocky spins you around, draws you close to him, and then softly reveals his feelings to you…

“I wanted to tell you out here, in nature. Because what you and I have just feels natural~”


Originally posted by sanhapup

After Sanha tells the other members that he has feelings for you, they start suggesting ways he could confess to you. He rejects most of their ideas, and decides to go with the one that he think will impress you the most. He performs a personalized version of “Confession”, just for you! He feels much better after telling you, even though you end up giggling the entire time at how cute he is~

*singing* “Wipe the tears from your beautiful eyes… From this day on, Y/N… Will you be mine?”

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do you ever think about how beautiful hinata’s endless love and capacity to befriend ppl is ?? think of the lives he has touched i mean. kageyama, who was essentially friendless and almost unapproachable; kenma, who probably has at least some degree of social anxiety; aone, who is so sweet but so intimidating that most can’t look past his exterior; yachi, who has a serious lack of faith in herself and her abilities, and i mean,, just everyone, but those are some outstanding examples… i am drowning in love for supporting characters as much as the next person but sometimes i think we need to sit back and appreciate hinata shouyou who shines brighter than the sun and is a positive influence in everyone’s life


(christmas drabbles ‘16)

Out of all the days, Yoongi had been busy this time of the year. Now, you’re always understanding of what he has to do, being booked throughout almost all year long but it’s just… it feels like something’s missing when you wake up and he’s not… here to enjoy the spirit of Christmas with you.

Which is why when there’s a letter poking your arm when you roll around in bed, you whine and nudge it away. With eyes still closed shut, you clear your throat and sigh in the silence that wraps around you with loneliness chilling your bones. The sudden ringing of your ringtone, in familiar melodies keyed into your ears gets you to shift but not quite until you realize what kind of call it is that - oh look, now you’re on the floor, with your phone in possession (and a bruised butt).


You hear his laughter, then his words: “Hold the camera up, will you? I can’t see you properly like this,”

Pushing your hair away as you lie on the floor, back pressed to the wooden surface, you extend your arms out with your phone hovering over your face with sleepy eyes. You can hear him chuckling this time, and when your eyes open you see - “Wow, how come you never look like that when you’re at home?”

He scoffs, “This?” He flicks his Santa hat and his red onesie that definitely makes him look like Santa Claus if he had a beard and a belly out of nowhere. “They made me wear it, okay? I wouldn’t have if I had the choice,”

“Mm, okay Mr. Claus”-”hey!”-”What is it?”

“I’m guessing you didn’t even see the note I left before my flight, huh?”

There’s a moment of clarity and Yoongi watches as you process what he had just said. He can’t help the wide grin spreading across his face when you scramble over on the bed to grab the note and upon reading it, he laughs when you dart around the room with a yelp from almost falling but not quite when you reach the drawer. Upon yanking it open, he yells you’re going to break my drawer! but finds he doesn’t really care when he gets to see such a big smile on your face, lit up brighter than any Christmas tree, any star, any Sun.

His Sun.

“You suck so much right now,” You sniff, pulling out a neatly folded sweater, your initials sown on the top with a big heart at the back, replicating the old and new ‘ugly sweater’. Except nothing about this is ugly - only making your heart swell more.

“I love you too,” He whispers, and you catch that in the look in his eyes when you look at the camera. He sees it too, in your eyes.

((”by the way, i know your mom made this,”

“shh y/n… it’s the thought that counts.”))

Bloomtale - Chapter 7 - Kaitogirl - Undertale (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 7 is up!!! Enjoy!! ^^ 

For those who can’t access AO3 or just don’t want to do it, the chapter is pasted under this sexy cut!!!

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Friends with the Witch

On the tenth day of fanfics steves–starsandstripes gave to me…

Characters: (Y/N), Steve, Wanda, Tony

Pairings: (Y/N) x Steve

Summary: Wanda helps you and Steve out

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 1165

Author’s Note: I wish I could be friends with Wanda, that would be so fun OML

Originally posted by chrisofevans

Originally posted by karlaxmena

*In Tony’s Kitchen at Stark Tower*

Steve watched as (Y/N) talked with Wanda in the living room of Stark Tower. Steve sipped his coffee, unaware that he had been staring for far longer than he should have.

“My god man, stare any longer and she’ll start to feel you burning holes in the back of her head!” Tony exclaimed with an exasperated sigh as he fixed himself a cup of coffee. The sudden outburst had caused Steve to snap out of it. “Just do it already, Spangles,” Tony said, taking a seat next to Steve at the breakfast bar.

“Do what?” Steve asked, reaching for a newspaper, browsing it nonchalantly.

“Ask (Y/N) out.” Steve choked slightly on his coffee.

“Ex-excuse me??” he said between coughs.

“Oh please Cap, it’s so blatantly obvious how much you like her. So much so that everytime I’m near you I nearly get sick to my stomach. Do it, or I will,” Tony threatened casually.

“You wouldn’t dare,” Steve said, glaring over his newspaper at him.

“Hmm, so sure about that? Would you risk it? I don’t see you as one to gamble Rogers. Ask her out, or I just might do it myself,” Tony finished, leaving the room, and the conversation, tense.

*In the living room*

“Do they still think you and I are just talking?” you asked Wanda quietly.

“Let me check,” she replied, moving her hands, which were hidden by the back of the couch, using her powers to read their minds. “They are talking about you. They don’t pay us any attention.”

“Did he say anything about me?” you blushed. Wanda had known for a long time that you had a crush on Steve, ever since she decided it would be fun to read everyone’s minds during their first encounter with the Maximoff twins.

“Tony told Steve to ask you out. Steve choked, pretending that he didn’t know what Tony was talking about. Steve is a horrible liar, so Tony saw right through that,” Wanda said, still tapping into their conversation. You nodded, laughing a little at just how true it was. Steve is the worst at lying, he’s too much of a good, honest man. “Now Steve has essentially admitted to liking you.”

“Really?!” you whisper-cheered. You had known, with Wanda’s help, that Steve felt the same, but you could never fully believe it. You were too afraid that she would be wrong and that your hope would be crushed.

“Yes. Now Tony has threatened to ask you out himself,” Wanda continued.

“What?!” you shouted in disbelief. Covering your mouth, you looked over to the two, praying that they hadn’t heard you yell. Fortunately, they were too deep in discussion to notice.

“Yes, but it’s not true. Tony doesn’t like you, he’s just saying that to get Steve to ask you and stop being a pansy about it.”

“Hey!” you exclaimed, smacking her playfully.

“Oh, you know it’s true. Because of Steve’s past he knows nothing about girls. It’s okay, this is why I help you two. If I don’t, no one will ever make a move. You’re a pansy too,” she giggled.

You were about to argue with her, even though she had a point, when Tony got up. You looked over there, seeing Steve reading his newspaper once more. He appeared angry and frustrated.

“Why’s he so mad?” you wondered out loud.

“Tony threatened to ask you out, Steve said he wouldn’t, and then Tony said Steve may not want to risk it.”

“Ah, makes sense now.”

Wanda gasped, still reading Steve’s mind.

“What?! What’d you see?”

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Playtime: Tom Holland x WOC Actress

 Just a lot of fluff. 

Tom was playing his Xbox and intensely so. You stared at him adoringly as his beautiful brown eyes focused on the game. You pushed his hair out of his face and he smiled at the feeling of  your soft touch but his focus never left the game. 

You had the sudden urge to kiss him all over his cute face but you didn’t want to interrupt his game. Fuck it, you thought and you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. You couldn’t stop yourself, so you placed small kisses on his face. “What are you doing?” He asked while still playing. “Your face is so cute that I just want to kiss it.” You admitted. He blushed continued on with his game while you placed butterfly kiss on his face. You rested your head on his shoulder and watched him play. 

He looked out of the corner of his eyes and saw you staring at him with a cute smile on your face. He paused the game and looked down at you, “Are you okay, love?”

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What Do You Say

I don’t know what to tell you. This just came to me all of a sudden… 

Sharna woke up and could feel the weight of James’ arm across her. She turned to face him and saw that he was still fast asleep. She smiled. She loved seeing him so at peace.

Sometimes she was still afraid that she was going to wake up one morning and realize this had all been a dream. Afraid that maybe she had imagined the last year of her life. The year they had spent together.

Sharna slid closer to James, leaning in to kiss his cheek. Then she felt him stir as he began to wake up. She watched as he slowly blinked his eyes a couple times and then turned to focus on her.

“Good morning,” he said sleepily, closing his eyes again and kissing her hair.

“Morning?” Sharna turned to look at the clock. “It’s after ten. I thought I was going to have to get up and make lunch soon.”

James laughed softly. “I thought we agreed today was our day to sleep in.”

“Well, yes,” Sharna told him. “But I’m going to get bored eventually. You’ll have to entertain me.”

James opened his eyes again and gave her a look. “That could most certainly be arranged.”

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Zen's Lullaby
  • Zen's Lullaby
  • Mystic Messenger

It’s me. Are you still up?
Uhm… Sorry to call you all of a sudden. But I had this dream and it keeps bothering me.
…Ugh… I feel so complicated. I’ll try to organize the details and send the message to everyone.

MC: Did you have a nightmare?

No, it wasn’t a nightmare… You might not believe me even if I tell you.
I shouldn’t have woken you up. I was just so surprised that I had to call someone.
If you can’t sleep, do you want me to sing you a lullaby? Oh… maybe Jumin won’t like that.

MC: Sing me a lullaby.

Ahem… let me just get my voice ready… Ah- good.

Good night my baby~
The birds and baby lamb are sleeping~
on your front yard~
The moon is singing you to sleep~
Good night my baby~

…You’re asleep, right? I’m sorry I woke you.
Good night… and talk to you later.

MCL Boyfriend Headcanons: How they react to you proposing to them!


  • He would just be in a state of like, “What the heck is she doing?” “Is she actually proposing to me??”
  • He’d be blushing a LOT, probably stuttering too because he’s just so taken aback by your sudden actions. He has no clue has to react and would probably just kind of stare at you for a while.
  • He probably feels a little disappointed because he definitely wanted to be the one to propose to you. He had it all planned out in his head and even got a ring for you already. So when you do ask him he just kinda pulls it out like “Well then…”
  • After the initial shock goes away, of course he’s going to say yes. He’d grab your face and bring you in for a kiss so deep you almost start to wonder if that’s actually Nathaniel.
  • He’s still upset he wasn’t the one to ask you and kind of pouts about it for a bit afterwards. But his frown goes away and he just holds you in his arms for as long as he can. Would probably cry a bit.


  • More than likely you two haven’t really discussed marriage. Not that he doesn’t want it, it just hasn’t come up in conversation. So when you do propose it’s probably in a really serious moment. Like a very serious talk about something.
  • He’s in complete shock cause he was not expecting that like at all. When did you even buy the ring? How long have you been planning this? He’s basically looking like a deer in headlights, all wide-eyed.
  • It takes him like forever to respond. He’s just staring back and forth between you and the ring cause what in the complete hell is going on right now???
  • When he does respond though, it’s not verbally. He just gives you this really small smile while he slips the ring on his finger. Low-key tearing up about it too.
  • He’d  be so sweet to you for like, 2 weeks. Cuddles, snuggles, making out, making love…..


  • When you pop the question he’s pretty wide eyed too, cause it really just caught him off guard. He’s got lots of questions running through his head, like “Are they sure?” 
  • He’d get a little flustered too, he would find it hard to find his voice for a second. “C-Candy…??”
  • After regaining his composure he’d give you that warm, blushing smile of his and would give you a slight nod while saying “Of course I will, love.” 
  • He would lean down to give you a passionate and loving kiss and would bring your hands to his face, while kissing your palms. Lots of frickle frackling that night.
  • Wouldn’t be in a rush to tell anyone except for his family of course, so the next day you just spend time alone together, with lots of affection.
  • Rosalya is already sending you ideas for wedding gowns and tuxedos because more than likely her and Leigh will make them for you


  • This guy probably thinks you’re joking at first. He’s like “Hahaha, totally babe. Nice one. Where did yu get the ring, it looks so real?” But then you’re like “That’s because it is real, Armin…” and he’s just kind of like “What..? Oh… OHHHHHH…..”
  • He’s pretty shook now cause he really thought this was some kind of prank and now he knows it’s not a prank and he just made himself look really stupid and he doesn’t know what to do and he’s really just confused and has no idea what to say and omfg what is going on??
  • After a moment, and I mean a really long moment, he cracks the biggest smile and pulls you into a bear hug. “Well of course you big dummy!”
  • He’s happy asf for the rest of that week. First person he tells is Alexy who’s already picking out Armin’s tux for him. He doesn’t even play video games at all for that day, it’s all about you and him.


  • He chokes on his cookies. There are crumbs flying everywhere now.
  • While he’s trying to gulp down some water and catch his breath again, looking at you like you have two heads. Once he stops coughing his a bit out of breath as he says to you “Are you actually asking me that right now??”
  • He’s blushing so much and he doesn’t even know what to say. He stares at you and the ring. Probably pinches himself to make sure he isn’t dreaming.
  • He says yes of course, but you’re going to have to put the ring on for him because he’s still frozen.
  • He’s definitely happy on the inside though don’t worry. He’s just in shock and it’s gonna take a few minutes to snap back to reality.
  • The rest of the day he will not let go of you unless you need to use the bathroom. He’d hugging you, has an arm around you, holding your hand, kissing you, etc. Don’t even try to get away from him.
*REQUEST* Jungkook Scenario - ‘You have a panic/anxiety attack at night and he comes to comfort you* (Trigger?)

Requested by a lovely anon <3

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Author: Laymedown

           This happened quite often. Your anxiety was always a problem for you, but it was always more of a nuisance than anything. Not tonight though. You didn’t know what was wrong and you had no justifiable reasons for your sudden anxiety attack. It scared you severely as you nearly became paralyzed from panic and fear. You tried wrapping your arms around yourself as tightly as you could, as compression always worked best for you in situations like this, however, it wasn’t the same you doing it yourself.

           It took you a few tries, as your hands were trembling terribly, to be able to call him. The first try it went straight to voice mail. You redialed a second time, this time pleading out loud for him to answer. Right before the last ring, he finally picked up, his voice sounding out of breath as he was at practice.

           “Jagi, can I call you back,” He began lightheartedly. Of course his demeanor changed instantly as soon as you sobbed out his name.

           “Jungkook!” You nearly screamed, the tears flowing profusely. “I-I don’t know what to do!” You stuttered terribly, knowing he probably didn’t understand you one bit. “I’m scared.” You cried over and over again, barely hearing his voice on the other side.

           “Jagi, just concentrate on my voice. Can you do that jagi?” You tried, but it wasn’t working. “Take a deep breath, let me hear that you’re alright. Breath in deeply through your nose, and exhale out your mouth. Jagi let me hear you do it.” You could hear his breathless voice, and of course you understood what he was telling you, but you couldn’t. The phone fell out of your hands as they were shaking so violently now, they could no longer hold it up. You tried to pick it back up, but the panic from not being able to caused you begin to hyperventilate. Now there was no way to hear his voice that tried (and most of the time succeeded) to calm you down.

           Thanking gravity that it fell face up, you curled in to the fetal position, laying your head on your phone. You could hear short huffs between his now extremely worried words.

           “Jagiya, you just have to breath alight. Let me hear you jagi.”

           “I-I’m sorry.” You began to apologize, crying it out over and over instead of breathing deeply like he asked you to do. You knew he was at practice, yet you interrupted him.

           “Jagi, just do what I’m telling you to do. You don’t have to apologize. You just need to take deep breaths.”

           “Jungkook,” You kept stuttering his name as you tried to form a coherent sentence, which was getting harder and harder by the second. All you mainly heard was your own cries by now, so when the sound of keys hurriedly trying to open the door sounded throughout the apartment, you couldn’t hear it. Nor did you hear Jungkook calling your name, as your mind still registered it as his voice over the phone. You felt in the floor boards someone running towards you. You opened your eyes just in time to see Jungkook throw himself to his knees, gracefully sliding the other few inches while scooping you up in to his arms instantly.

           His strong arms held you so tightly, at other times you would have worried about him crushing you, but you didn’t care for that now. You welcomed his almost bone crushing embrace as you now cried tears of relief. He made sure your head was against his chest so you could hear the steadying rhythmic beats of his heart while his voice, over and over, guided you to take deep breaths as he breathed in and out deeply as well.

           “That’s it jagiya, just like that.” He calmly praised you a few minutes later as your breathing was becoming less stuttered through each deep breath. His hand brushed through your hair while the other still held you tightly. He sang your favorite song ever so quietly, knowing that it was another thing that helped you through your anxiety attacks.

           “Jungkook,” You finally said his name without stuttering.

           “Hmm?” He hummed. You wrapped your arms around him tightly, almost as if to make sure he was really there.

           “I love you.” You reached up and kissed the corner of his mouth gently.

           “I love you too jagi, I’m always going to be here for you.”

my dad and i were recently talking about how the state of music has been since ‘08. 

and he told me that alot of band worship died out because they weren’t needed. they fell for the colorblind=better world theory. we didnt hear much from Manson , or Soad, or anyone because they’re whole thing was talking shit about the gov, and since Obama was black, it would just make them look racist, so they stayed largely silent.

it also had alot to do with hero worship. people felt things were going to get better. and who else here got into certain bands/subcultures  when they were at rock bottom? *raises hand*. they couldnt sell us the whole schtick of “the world is shit, everyone is ridiculous, i feel you i agree with you kids” when their was this layer of “progressiveness” with the Obama administration. 

which is why ever since this years presidential winner was announced, all of a sudden all these reunions and come-backs have been happening left and right all january. bands i never thought i’d hear from again are starting to sell their world tour tickets NOW. 

and my dads right because…i got into these bands when i was a teenager, during Bush. they faded off when i was 22.Obama…

now all of a sudden they’re back to state the obvious and feed off our hopelessness. 

im not knocking it. im just pointing out the cycle….


There are just sooooo many things to talk about in this episode again I love it.


Not even counting the hot spring scenes, I died a little inside when:

1) Yuuri had the sudden urge to touch Victor’s hair. Like. This is unconscious. He doesn’t even realise what he’s doing until he does it. He just wants to touch Victor, to reassure himself that this is NOT A DRILL, THIS IS NOT A DREAM. THIS IS REAL. Victor Nikiforov, his lifelong idol and goal is right fucking here.

2) How persistently Victor pursued Yuuri when he saw that something was bothering him. This is not normal, run-of-the-mill coaching. He wants to be there for Yuuri. He wants to know what’s bothering him. He wants to help Yuuri get back on his feet no matter what. And it doesn’t matter how many times Yuuri turns him down or ignores him.

Victor will still try to reach him.

3) When Victor practically proposed to Yuuri on the beach. Can we just.

So yeah, maybe Yuuri turned him down, but he says this:

Yuuri still doesn’t know exactly what he wants Victor to be in his life. After all, how can you just know when the person you’ve been admiring and aiming to be like spontaneously appears and offers to be your support to get you where you’ve always wanted to be? Especially now, when Yuuri’s at this point where he’s still getting out of his slump. But what Yuuri knows is that Victor is important to him. Victor being Victor and just being there, being Victor, is all that Yuuri knows he wants right now. And that’s enough for Victor.

Not to mention that he still unabashedly declares that he does this out of love. Platonic, romantic, whatever, it doesn’t matter. It’s love. L-O-V-E.

4) When Victor knew that the original piece Yuuri wanted to skate just wasn’t him anymore.

Victor is well aware of Yuuri’s insecurity and confidence issues by now and he knows exactly what kind of direction he wants Yuuri to go in. He knows that this piece isn’t Yuuri, not anymore. Just like how Victor chose Eros for Yuuri, he wants something more than this, and I quote, “pretty weak” piece.

5) Yuuri reflecting on what he lost during his slump and gaining something new from that, thanks to Victor inspiring him to open up more to new possibilities, new avenues for improvement.

6) And when Yuuri chooses his new theme, “On My Love”? Victor is all on board because instead of trying to capture what his past skating career has been (as the previous piece tried to do), this one captures Yuuri’s love and passion for skating, which has never changed since his days as a kid marvelling at Victor’s feats.

7) But the thing that hit me hardest was the fact that Victor’s persistence in reaching out to Yuuri bore some amazing fruit.

Yuuri lost his fighting spirit when he placed last in the previous GPF. He’d always been harsh on himself and that made recovery that much harder. So even though he’d kicked himself out of his slump, he needed something more. He needed someone who would push him beyond his limits and keep on inspiring him to never give up. Someone who would shamelessly and persistently be there for him whenever he flubbed a jump because something was on his mind. It also helps that Victor understands how strenuous on the mind and body competitive skating can be, something which not even Yuuko or Yuuri’s family can ever really understand themselves.

Yuuri did say that he didn’t like it when people crossed the line and pushed their emotions on him and that he appreciated how his family and friends never actually forced him to be anything other than what he wanted to be. But Victor is different. He doesn’t force his feelings on Yuuri, but he makes sure that Yuuri knows he’s there. It’s incredible. And Yuuri knows that. He knows and he’s so grateful.

Victor is a strict coach and he’s an honest-to-goodness weirdo that nobody can really ever read. But the fact that he cares about Yuuri is unmistakable. He’ll be there for Yuuri, no matter what. Without forcibly pushing or pulling him in any direction. He’ll be there to let Yuuri know that it’s okay to let out how he really feels and wants. He waits patiently, though he makes sure Yuuri is always aware that somebody’s there for him and will support him as he makes these incredibly difficult decisions.

Victor loves Yuuri. 

No two questions about it. And Yuuri?

Yeah. That’s what I thought.

anonymous asked:

soo what do you think about JJ's "breakdown"? Personally I thought it was a bit forcedand was just to knock JJ down to last place so he couldn't win for sure lol

I do with we’d had more on him so that this breakdown wouldn’t have felt kinda forced. I mean, yes it isn’t weird for people to have sudden anxiety attacks when they’re under such pressure as that competition, but of all them, JJ was made out to be the one where a breakdown was least expected.

And I suppose, if it’ll make you feel better, you could interpret this as meaning that appearances being tricky: we actually got to see very little of his inner thoughts and mostly went by the character he showed the world, so if he had secret issues with pressure…he hid them from the rest. Just like we all thought Victor was an overconfident playboy before ep10 changed everything

anonymous asked:

Could you please do a solangelo fic where nico has the flu really bad and will takes care of him

This is really cute, so yes, yes I will.

How the hell had this happened? Just the night before, Nico was feeling great. He’d watched movies and gone for a walk in the park and read a few dozen chapters of his book. Now, all of a sudden he wakes up with a dry mouth, a throbbing headache, and a stinging throat. It was cruel really.

He groaned as he reached for his phone from where it charged on the desk. He dialed his boyfriend’s number and curled the blanket over his head. Why was the house so cold?

Will answered after the second ring. “Hey,” he greeted in his usual sunshine voice.

“Hi,” Nico groaned, half-dead.

“What’s wrong?” Will asked, protective boyfriend mode audible even through the static in the phone. “Are you okay?”

“I’m sick,” he answered, shivering. “I might die, so in case I do, just know…. You annoy me. A lot. But it’s nice having you around.”

“Right. Love you too,” Will answered, obviously not amused.

“I’m kidding. I just can’t make it to that movie date. Can we raincheck?”

“No, I’m actually going to have to force you to get out of bed and drag yourself to the movies. See you at seven!”

Nico groaned again. “Sarcasm is my thing, you jerk.”

“See you at seven,” Will repeated. Then he hung up. Nico furrowed his eyebrows. There was no way he was serious. Will was completely anal about staying healthy and getting rest when you were sick. He was incredibly overprotective when Nico got sick, which was often.

Snuggling back into the covers and shielding himself from the icy air in his room, he fell asleep. Sleep was the only way he couldn’t acknowledge the pain his body was in. He woke up again a few hours later, this time because of a horrible cough that made him nauseous. If he’d eaten anything, he would’ve chucked it back up. But even his stomach didn’t seem to need food. He hated the way his muscles and bones throbbed, the way he couldn’t find a cool spot on the pillow.

Just as he was starting to fall asleep again, the front door unlocked, causing him to tense. Will didn’t get out of his classes for another hour. He could’ve sworn it was locked.

He heard the familiar squeak of Will’s sneakers. A light knock came at his door before it was opened and familiar bright blue eyes and sandy blond hair and splattered freckles and a bright smile greeted him. “You’re cold?” he asked, noticing the way Nico had curled into himself. He entered the room and put down a bag he had in his hand on Nico’s desk before finding another blanket in the spare closet. Will knew the small house like the back of his hand.

“You’re burning up,” he said as he covered him and touched his forehead. “Oh, love what happened?”

“I got sick, obviously,” he said. “Why is my house so cold?” He pressed his face against Will’s cool, large hand. “What’d you bring?”

“I brought you some chicken soup. You feel up for eating?” Nico grimaced. “You have to eat.”

Nico hid himself under the covers and continued to shake and hurt all over. “No, I just wanna sleep.” He heard Will sigh. He felt Will’s hands rubbing his back gently.

“At least let me give you medicine,” he said. Nico grimaced as he moved the covers. Will gave him a spoonful of horrible tasting medicine. He pressed his hands against him again and frowned. “That should help break the fever. But when you wake up you need to eat. Deal?”

“Stop babying me,” Nico grumbled.

“But you are my baby,” he answered. He leaned over and kissed his overheated cheek. “I’ll be right here, okay? Go to sleep.” He continued to rub his back gently, helping him drift to sleep.

Despite the agony he was in, Nico couldn’t help but think it wasn’t too bad if it meant he’d get all of Will’s attention. “I love you,” he murmured before slipping into blissful unconsciousness.

Study Date

Requested: yes this angel did (hope it’s okay?)

Words: 834

A/N: I just love these kinds of imagines; they’re so cute and fluffy! Also why do I love neighbor!Michael soooo much?? It just kinda happened… ;p

You always had a small crush on popular neighbor Michael Clifford, but somehow you were really good at ignoring your feelings. The two of you grew up together and as children, you wouldn’t leave his side. But things changed when high school came along. All of a sudden, you weren’t as much together. You would still hang out occasionally, but just not every second. Sometimes you would go to the movies together or hang out at a café. You would talk about everything and tell each other about the lives you were now living. You weren’t as popular as him, but you still had friends. Michael wasn’t the athletic douche that you saw in chick flicks, but he was actually smart. That wasn’t the case with you. You were all-right, but when it came to math, you sucked. And you accidentally told him about the new assignment and how hard it was.

“I can help you. “ He offered, taking a sip from his coke. You looked up at him with an excited expression, well knowing you might actually do well if Michael helped you.

“Yes Mikey! “ You yelled, making Michael embarrassed and look around him. Your stomach twisted when he looked back at you with his beautiful grey eyes. Recently, the feelings for him had been bobbling up again, making you cringe. Being in love with Michael was the last thing you wanted to be.

But when the doorbell rang a Saturday night, you rushed down from your room with an excitement and opened the door. You both quickly found your books and sat down by the dinner table.

“Okay, what is it you don’t understand? “ Michael looked down in your textbook, his eyes skimming the page.

“Everything. “ You laughed and found your pencil. Normally you would do assignment on computer, but today it seemed easier to do it on paper. Michael sighed and started by the first problem.

“Sweetie, this is very simple. “ He chuckled and looked up at you. You were sitting with elbows on the table, trying to catch your breath after his little nickname for you.

“Literally, all you have to do is to multiple the third number with… “ His voice wasn’t clear anymore, just beautiful. You weren’t staring at the paper, where Michael was trying to explain the task to you.

“Then you subtract the distance… “ He was drawing with a calm hand, but you didn’t know what he was drawing since your eyes were locked on his beautiful side profile. How could you let yourself feel this way about your childhood bestie?

“Y/N, have you listened to anything I just told you? “ He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms with a smirk.

“No. “ You whispered, avoiding all eye contact.

“I pretty much just did half of your homework, but you didn’t listen? “ He asked leaning forward again, so he was facing you.

“Thanks? “ You whispered with a small stutter. Michael chuckled and started over again.

“Try to actually listen this time. “ He ordered with a grin and starting drawing again. But how could you concentrate when he was sitting there? He wasn’t more than a few inches away from you, so you could smell his cologne. A couple of minutes went by where you were just dazing, thinking about the oh so perfect Michael.

“Seriously, is it that hard to concentrate? “ He laid the pen down and turned around, so his face was dangerously close to yours.

“Yes. “ You mumbled under your breath, but he could clearly hear you.

“How come? What is it that is distracting you? “ He leaned his forehead against yours, breathing the same air as you now. You could hear the clock ticking with the seconds being that long. There was absolute silence in the room, expect for the ticking clock and the cars outside. But you could only focus on Michael.

“You. “ You could barely answer before Michael smashed his lips into yours. You closed your eyes immediately, letting your lips move in his rhythm. His tongue licked your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You gladly accepted him and soon he was almost pushing you of your chair. You placed your hands behind his neck as he put a hand on your thigh and one behind your lower back, slowly letting his fingers under your shirt.

“Y/N! “ A familiar voice sounded behind you. You pulled away from Michael, already missing him, and looked towards the voice. Your mom was standing in the doorframe with a smug grin and some grocery bags. You looked at Michael, who looking at his feet and itching his neck. A small smile spread across your face as you grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the living room.

“We’ll be upstairs. “ You yelled at your mom as Michael ran behind you.

“Don’t have sex! “ Your mom stuttered as you closed the door to your bedroom.

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