more like man of my dreams

I found out Dream Daddy had a trans man character so I went to the characters tag to learn more (listen there are literally two gay trans man characters in existence besides him- I’m desperate) and L I T E R A L L Y the first thing I saw was one of you fucking gremlins referring to him with she/her pronouns like r u fuckin’ wit me rn?????????????? 

Just letting y'all know that I’m probably deleting and refraining from posting anything about mountain man. Nothing happened between us in person. I’m doing this because I had this dream that he found my blog and was so upset that I wrote about him that he was never going to speak to me again and like didn’t want to see me anymore. And dead ass, I woke up in a sweat because it stressed me out so much. I’m sure real life mountain man would be much more reasonable but, dream world me was very distraught and had a lot of regrets. So, this one is for dream Jules. If you wanna know about mountain man, feel free to dm because I love talking about him and I will give y'all little vague updates whenever I see him. But nothing too specific. Hope y'all can respect that. Ya just gotta look out for the you of your dreams, ya feel?

NCT - cherry bomb theory 🍒

i was trying 2 uncover anything about cherry bomb but kept hitting a dead end??? like rip it was impossible to create a theory ,,, on a pair of cherries ,,,,, & a bomb ,,,,,, UNTIL.


i had to think bigger. u all know exo right? Supposedly they’re aliens with superpowers that come from another planet, ‘Exoplanet’.

Could it be? That after following the huge™ success of exo, SM wanted to further continue this legacy?

i !!! tried to find ANYthing that could link nct + planets. ? it was hard bc we were all SO sure that nct’s concept was all abt dreams & connection, not planets.  after HOURS of going through old nct videos, teaser images & anything ‘out of place’, ….  BHITCJDSG I FOUND THIS

This is a screenshot from The Origin. the 1st teaser video to EVER be released under the name NCT.

dont u find it strange? look at the colour of that giant planet/moon. it’s not red but its not grey, like u’d expect from normal moon colours. instead, its right in the middle, a light pink colour.  

!! !!! !!!!! BHITCHSGKJ  i searched it up on google ?? & SURPRISE SURPRISE

AND THEN I CLICKED ON MULTIPLE ARTICLES AND !!!!!!!!

*chenle scream*

“If we could travel to this giant planet, we would see a world still glowing from the heat of its formation with a color reminiscent of a dark cherry blossom, a dull magenta,”

 Michael McElwain (NASA Discovery Team)

cherry blossom planet’ also known as exoplanet GJ 504B is supposedly the youngest & smallest planet discovered around a star that resembles a sun (similar to our solar system.)

The existence of GJ 504B was discovered in 2013.

In the same year, SMROOKIES was also introduced to the public in 2013.

?????????

also look @ the name of the exoplanet & see the similarities below

6J 504B

SR 17B

SR 17G

at first , everyone was a little confused w/ the way SM named their rookies (even me) but ?? ?? now its kinda clear ??

i was also !! confused when cherry bomb dropped like it was a bop ? but i didnt kno what i was dancing 2 lmalkfhsdkgh da song made no sense to me & i didn’t kno what the message was behind it.

however one thing i DID kno was that there was a lot of planes and helicopters shown. even the some of the choreography imitated a plane.

the helicopter dropping all the cherry bombs actually had “NCT” labelled on it.

it seems like planes have been hidden from us since the debut of NCT-U.

here is a screenshot of a scene from “Without You” M/V.

look at that poster behind that man. There is an image of a yellow paper plane. there’s also a white toy plane hanging above the poster.

the date “1893″ was framed … why??

during 1893 April 16th, a full solar eclipse took place !! since it was a total eclipse, it covered the earth in total darkness.

do you guys know what a solar saros is?

A Saros is known to be a period of approximately 224 lunar months that can be used to predict eclipses of the sun and moon.

There are many different Saros cycles numbered from cycle 1 all the way to cycle 180 and still counting.

Which Saros cycle did the eclipse of April 1893 belong to?

Saros cycle 127.

?????? and obviously the next unit to debut was ???? NCT 127.

one more creepy ass thing. turns out that if u look at the NCT “Switch” M/V

behind doyoung’s beautiful™ back, is the date April 16 1961.

it was a historical day because at April 16th 1961, Russian cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin became the first man to enter space.

?? LSITEN TO ME . we have two important dates here.

April 16th (1983) - total solar eclipse

April 12th (1961) - first man in space

both of these months are in April.

16 - 12 = 4

4th April was the debut date of NCT’s 1st unit, NCT-U.

…..  ?? ??

o k … anws back to the planes …..

if u also look closely in the “Limitless” M/V , a plain grey helicopter appears for LITERALLY ONE tiny second. 

this is a two second ending shot of the Limitless M/V. i paused every frame and played it in slow motion 2 figure out what the hell it was. don’t u think it looks VERY similar to a window of a plane/helicopter? if u look outside, the sun is rising above the horizon.

i feel like nct 127 are boarded inside. 

in Cherry Bomb, taeyong raps

“No fireman this is fireworks, cherries in the sky high.”

in this single sentence i think taeyong just mentioned every nct 127 era so far.

“no fireman”

“this is fireworks”

“cherries in the sky high”

could it be that nct 127 are being “reborn”? transitioning into a new image? compared to limitless, Cherry Bomb is much brighter and the u kno !!!!!!!!! wow look at us we’re gonna explode and show u all what we’re made of !!! prepare ya asses cos we comin !!!!!!

yes i honestly think that nct 127 got on that plain grey helicopter & … …. travelled somewhere new …. to another fuckgin WORLD  ?? cos

it LITERALLY just looks like the limitless helicopter got an upgrade. i swear its the same one ? ??  

sjsjfjdshkdjgh *that one meme of taeyong lying on the floor*

,,,,, enough abt planes  ,,,,,,

,,,, & helicopters ,,,,,,,

SO IT SEEMS THAT there’s actually a lot !!! of connections with smrookies/nct  + moons, planets etc.

Pre-debut dance video “Super Moon”

Pre-debut doyoung + taeyong singing their own written song “Piece Of Mind”

“The moonlight behind the clouds whisper to me , the hushed calm tells me it’s alright.”

NCT-U “Without You”

Ten’s solo M/V “Dream In A Dream”

NCT/Winwin teaser “7th Sense”

NOT 2 MENTION nct 127′s best song album track “Sun & Moon”

“You and I

You and I

You and I

The two of us just like one

Every night in my dreams

We are connected by you

We look to the same sky

Oh when my moon rises

Your sun rises

Under the same sky”

u know what i think?

this song is a message from nct 127 (planet GJ 504B) to the other ‘undiscovered’ planets/moons. aka the other nct units yet to debut & the hidden members waiting to stand on stage so desperately. they’ve all trained together but due to this unit concept, they rly can’t stand as one one stage just yet.  

this message is especially key in Ten’s “Dream In a Dream” M/V.

look at the primary colours that paint the whole scene.

lucas is surrounded by dark blue & ten has dark pink colours. they’re obviously from different worlds.

the lyrcis in “Sun & Moon”

“We have the same time,

But we’re in different places

This is a twisted fate.”

clearly u can see ?? ten & lucas are separated from each other since they belong in different planets or put to be in different ‘units’.

It then shows imagery of space. Then a scene of ten walking past the shadow of lucas. it indicates that no matter how close they are, fate will always separate them. ? its sad i kno. but they’re truly from different worlds.

Also i need 2 mention that it was actually confirmed that only 1 of 5-6 exoplanets has been directly discovered. we all kno that nct has this “limitless” unit concept. but i do feel like there will at least be about 6-8 major nct units overall ??? does each unit belong to an “exoplanet”? a different moon?

was nct 127 & this “cherry bomb” concept planned all the way back 2 when smrookies were first introduced ??? are the “undiscovered exoplanets” and “hidden moons” future units that have yet to debut?

so this is why our fandom is named “nctzen” like ,,, are we citizens of all these planets ?? how many more are there. … if its truly limitless ,, are we a galaxy ??

u can read my limitless theory & see that ?? wtf lmao it connects to this theory too ??? ?? dreams ? space ? time ?

jsjslgkhsljfhg bhitc im dying its nearly 12am & im sweaty & half dead W HAT IS THE TRUTH D AMN IT

anws thnx for readin !!! i lov yuta 🍒 

Alternate Titles For Every "Be More Chill" Song
  • Jeremy's Theme: Sp00ky
  • More Than Survive: Spoiler Alert: You Actually ARE The One Who The Story's About
  • I Love Play Rehearsal: That One Theatre Kid™ You Knew In High School
  • The Squip Song: iiIIIIIT'S FROM JAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN
  • Two-Player Game: Gay but Not Quite As Gay As "Sincerely Me"
  • The Squip Enters: Hello Naughty Children It's Possession Time
  • Be More Chill Pt. 1: Local Teen Still Kinda On The Fence About Being Mind-Controlled
  • Do You Wanna Ride?: Girl Who Just Called Jeremy "Jerry" Five Seconds Ago Offers Him Both a Ride and Her Body
  • Be More Chill Pt. 2: Local Teen Now Fully On Board With Being Mind-Controlled
  • More Than Survive (Reprise): Please Just Let This Poor Boy Beat His Meat In Peace
  • A Guy That I'd Kinda Be Into: So Say, Hypothetically, There's This Hot Guy, Who I Like, Who's Definitely Not You,,,
  • The Squip Lurks: S p 0 0 k y
  • Upgrade: Damn Jeremy Why'd You Have To Do My Mans Michael Like That
  • Halloween: Brooke, Honey, There's a Reason No One Ever Goes As a Sexy Dog
  • Do You Wanna Hang?: I'm Kinkshaming Joe Iconis
  • Michael in the Bathroom: You Think This Is A Funny Song At First And Then Suddenly You're Crying
  • The Smartphone Hour (Rich Set a Fire): Aggravated Arson Has Never Been More Catchy
  • The Pitiful Children: Beep Bop Boop Beep Bop Boop
  • The Pants Song: Recruit Your Son's Gay Best Friend To Get Him To Stop Stealing Your Car
  • The Play: Okay But Where's That Post-Apocalyptic Midsummer Night's Dream Bootleg
  • Voices In My Head: Everyone Inexplicably Forgives Jeremy For Almost Getting All Of Them Fucking Killed
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hugo vega + orange

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COWBOY BEBOP SENTENCE STARTERS.

  • ❝ …Bang… ❞
  • ❝ This could be a trap. ❞
  • ❝ This is strictly business. ❞
  • ❝ Whatever happens, happens. ❞
  • ❝ Life is but a dream. ❞
  • ❝ You’re in a good mood today. ❞
  • ❝ Tell me what you’re doing here. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t try anything. ❞
  • ❝ Why don’t you shoot? ❞
  • ❝ Go on, pull the trigger. ❞
  • ❝ What’s wrong? Lose your nerve? ❞
  • ❝ You’re an original, aren’t you? ❞
  • ❝ Could you be a little quieter please? ❞
  • ❝ Great, a wannabe preacher with a gun… ❞
  • ❝ Guess you’ll have to chalk it up to bad luck. ❞
  • ❝ You’re gonna carry that weight. ❞
  • ❝ The one that’s insane is this world. ❞
  • ❝ Hey there, having a little trouble? ❞
  • ❝ Are you living in the real world? ❞ 
  • ❝ Even if you play by the rules, nothing gets solved. ❞
  • ❝ The more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❞
  • ❝ I’m just a humble bounty hunter, ma’am/sir. ❞
  • ❝ Pretending to be senile won’t get you out of this. ❞
  • ❝ I’m just watching a bad dream I never wake up from. ❞
  • ❝ Are you pleading for your life? ❞
  • ❝ You should see yourself right now. ❞
  • ❝ Do you have any idea what you look like? A ravenous beast. ❞
  • ❝ The same blood runs through both of us. ❞
  • ❝ I’ve bleed all that kind of blood away. ❞
  • ❝ Why are you still alive? ❞
  • ❝ Don’t give me that art of war crap. ❞
  • ❝ Time never stands still. ❞  
  • ❝ If you don’t work, you don’t eat. ❞
  • ❝ These Earthlings are weird. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ll take care of this, you can go back. ❞
  • ❝ I love the kind of woman that can kick my ass. ❞
  • ❝ A star just fell from the sky. ❞
  • ❝ Cold climates don’t concern me. ❞
  • ❝ Your heart is colder than any planet. ❞
  • ❝ Remember, a snake cannot eat a dragon. ❞
  • ❝ We should’ve never taken such a risk. ❞
  • ❝ I’m fully aware of the danger. ❞
  • ❝ How long were you in there listening, [ name ]? ❞ 
  • ❝ And this time, I hope you have sweet dreams. ❞
  • ❝ I’ll meet you at the end of this world. ❞
  • ❝ Belonging is the very best thing there is. ❞
  • ❝ There is nothing more innocent and cruel than a child.❞
  • ❝ Man shouldn’t have to live on carbohydrates alone, complex or otherwise. ❞
  • ❝ I have no fear of death. It just means dreaming in silence. A dream that lasts for an eternity. ❞
  • ❝ Of the days that I have lived, only those I spent with you seemed real. ❞
  • ❝ My memory…finally came back…but nothing good came from it. ❞
  • ❝ There was no place for me to return to; this was the only place I could go. ❞
  • ❝ Why do you have to go? Where are you going?! ❞
  • ❝ What are you going to do, throw away your life like it was nothing?! ❞
  • ❝ What’s your price to keep this from leaking to the press? ❞
  • ❝ Either you give me the money or I put a bullet through your brain. ❞    
  • ❝ I’m not the type to be led around by a woman/man. ❞
  • ❝ You can’t tell the age of a woman by looking at her. ❞
  • ❝ You’re kidding yourself if you think every woman/man is like you. They’re not.❞
  • ❝ Why did you do all of this? For money? Some sort of revenge? Or perhaps just for fun?❞
  • ❝ Come on, hang in there, you hear me? ❞ 
  • ❝ When angels are forced out of heaven, they become devils. ❞
  • ❝ Tell me, if we had met earlier in life, would we have been friends? ❞
  • ❝ You know the first rule of combat? Shoot them before they shoot you. ❞
  • ❝ I’m not a criminal. Woah, that makes me sound more like a criminal, doesn’t it. ❞
  • ❝ You took all the money you stole from us and lost it in a gambling casino? ❞
  • ❝ This is real mystic and all, but uh, do you have anything to eat here? ❞
  • ❝ You know what they say, cowboy, easy come easy go. ❞ 
  • ❝ You told me once, to forget the past, cause it doesn’t matter, but you’re the one still tied to the past, [ name ]!  ❞
  • ❝ Don’t tell me things like that; you’ve never told me anything about yourself, so don’t tell me now! ❞
  • ❝ I felt like I was watching a dream I’d never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over. ❞
  • ❝ Do not fear death. Death is always at our side. When we show fear, it jumps at us faster than light, but if we do not show fear, it casts its eye upon us gently and then guides us into infinity…  ❞
  • ❝ Men only think about their past right before death, as if they were searching frantically for proof they were alive. ❞
  • ❝ No one can draw a clear line between sane and insane. You move that line as you see fit for yourself. No one else can.  ❞
Hexed

Characters:  Dean x Reader, Sam

Summary:  Reader and Dean are…you guessed it…hexed.  Is it a sexual curse or something more?

Word Count:  2111

Warnings:  Lots of language, lots of smut (rough-ish smut)

As always, feedback is appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom.

Originally posted by holy-fucking-damn-shit

Hexed 

There is a time and place for everything, this is neither the time nor the place. Not for Dean to be looking at me like that, no sir. Had I always hoped he’d fix those ethereal green eyes on me that way? My mama didn’t raise a liar, so I’m not going to lie to you. Yeah, I want that man to fix those eyes on me just like that. Wanted him to for a long time now. There’s a lot of things I want from Dean Winchester.  That man is a walking wet dream, sex on bow-legs.

Things is, he’s not supposed to be looking at me like that. Sure as hell not right this very minute.  It’s not part of the plan. We’re working a fucking case for god’s sake. I’m not talking about research or footwork, interviewing and investigating. We are legitimately standing in this room right the fuck now and a motherfucking witch was just here with us. There is a blade in my hand and a gun in his. We had a job to do, one goddamn job.

Now that bitch of a witch is gone. Poof, vanished, adios amigos, just fucking gone. She mumbled some shifty spell work and now Dean fucking Winchester is looking like he wants to screw my brains out.

I’m looking right back at him and I got the same look in my eye.  

I don’t know what that piece of shit did to us, but my breasts are heavy, achy. My nipples are straining against the fabric of my bra and if somebody doesn’t touch them right this very instant and relieve that pressure, I’m going to scream. Or come. I don’t know which.  

There’s a burning in between my thighs, I’m squeezing them together hoping to ease some of the pressure but it’s only making it worse. Times infinity. My skin is all heat and fire, I’m consumed by need and lust.

Dean is a mirror, his eyes reflect back at me the same fever I’m feeling. I can see his cock - Jesus fucking Christ - swelling and straining against those blue denim jeans. In three short steps his crossed the room, a strangled sound leaving his lips before his lips press to mine. Our weapons clatter to the ground making one hell of a racket, but I give no fucks.

Keep reading

And the Sammy Lawrence pre-game has been decided upon!

I had been tossing around a few different designs about what I wanted him to look like, but after discussing with some folks in my stream I really settled upon one of my first thoughts. What if Sammy had been black? 

Certainly it wasn’t common for that time period but it was the starting point for change where rights were steadily being pushed further for people of color. It was a difficult time historically speaking, where racism was far more accepted than it is today. Might add an extra layer of grump to an already barely held together man when you put into perspective that his dreams may of been far higher than what he achieved Even with that fact to have gotten a job at a ‘silly cartoon show’ as the Musical Director may have been a massive achievement for him as well despite how he resented the circumstances. 

Must be irritating when your boss starts messing with the whole studio jeopardizing the very foundation of what you have worked yourself to the bone to get huh? 

Fantasizing about boys felt like a healing paper cut: uncomfortable, but manageable.
While imagining a future with a man I mistook the relief of companionship for romance, and the anxiety for chemistry.
When I pictured him saying ‘you’re mine’, it felt like being trapped, too possessive, I did not want my heart stolen but at least being kept in a cage would keep me safe.
Dreaming about kissing boys seemed acquiescent, as long as my eyes were glued shut the entire time. This was love, right?

When I saw her for the first time I was mesmerized and I have never wanted to give up custody of my own heart more;
She felt like home, like freedom, and all the discomfort I had assumed was natural melted, just like I did whenever she touched me.
Her laughter reminded me why the earth revolved around the sun and when we kissed it felt like I had found the world’s greatest treasure without even searching for it.
When I imagine a lifetime with her it doesn’t feel cumbersome anymore and I realize it was meant to feel this way all along.

♥ “ sweet nothing’s ” meme pt 2

part one is here 

  • “i just can’t get enough of you.”
  • “tell me again why you fell in love with me.”
  • “i love the way you moan my name.” 
  • “don’t cover yourself up around me.” 
  • “no one in the world compares to you.” 
  • “everything you do makes me love you a little bit more.” 
  • “you’re everything i’ll ever need.” 
  • “i wish you saw in yourself what i see in you.” 
  • “breathtaking.” 
  • “you’re ever man/woman’s dream.” 
  • “i’ll never get tired of this.” 
  • “i could lay here and look at you all day.” 
  • “stop putting yourself down, do you realize how perfect you are?” 
  • “tell me what you’re thinking.” 
  • “you remind me every day how lucky i am.” 
  • “i never thought i deserved someone like you.” 
YOI Fic Rec Masterlist!

Now, I appreciate that this is not going to be the best most put together list of all time, it’s more of a personal archive of things Ive enjoyed over time. I’ll likely add more as I go. 

Unwritten – Kaizuka

Soulmates AU where whatever you write on your own skin appears on your soulmate, but when there is a language barrier, meeting becomes just a little more difficult than it should be.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8293714/chapters/18997870

Until My Feet Bleed And My Heart Aches – Reiya

‘…Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki…’

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8748484/chapters/20055247

Of Bright Stars And Burning Hearts – Reiya

Viktor doesn’t remember the first time he met Yuuri Katsuki.

This however, is what Viktor does remember…

 Part 2 of the Rivals series and companion fic to ‘Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches’. One small change alters the course of both Viktor and Yuuri’s entire lives, throwing them into a bitter rivalry that spans across many years and creates a world where they both tell a very different side to the story.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10450500/chapters/23069073

You Can’t Plan For Everything – RivDeV

Yuuri forgets that he has a scheduled heat coming up until it’s just a couple weeks away. He scrambles to get everything ready in time, including deciding whether he’ll spend it alone or with someone. Victor only wants to help.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8799475/chapters/20173651

On My Love – RikoJasmine

For the second time, the Sochi Grand Prix Finals arrive, and with it a reborn Yuuri Katsuki. “Viktor,” Yuuri thinks over the pounding of his heart, the crowd going silent as the music begins. “I’ll show the world what you meant to me.”

Yuuri often thinks of his life as Before and After Viktor Nikiforov, the marking point being the day Viktor swept into his life and turned his world upside-down. After many years together, an accident leads to Yuuri suddenly waking up in the Before—back in Detroit, before the GPF, before he ever knew Viktor as anything other than his childhood idol.

As if it had all been just a dream.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8577016/chapters/19665139

 Winter Song – Proantagonist

The set of Yuuri’s mouth softened into a private smile as Victor squeezed his knee beneath the table. His hands were bare, free from the gloves he so often wore when they were together on the rink, and the heat of his palm burned straight through the denim of Yuuri’s jeans. He slipped his own hand beneath the table and found Victor’s. Hidden from sight, their fingers began to flirt and play. A secret conversation all their own that needed no words.

Yuuri was aware that at some point—a moment in time he couldn’t quite place—Victor had become his boyfriend.

There wasn’t a single instant when it happened. It was a slow awareness, as if Victor had silently been asking the question for months now, and Yuuri had been giving him the answer a little more with each passing day.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8596987/chapters/19715377

Victor Effing Nikiforov –shysweetthing

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?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9052504

I know my madness – astoryaboutwar

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.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8635321

Katsuki_fc Wrote – tetsurashian

Just because Yuuri isn’t big on social media, doesn’t mean his fans aren’t.

(aka a social media fic)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8695081/chapters/19936426

Centripetal Force – Braveten

Victor speaks seven languages.

(Physics isn’t one of them.)

Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9534413/chapters/21559400

Maelstorm – Feelslikefire

Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport–right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes.

(Or, the time loop au. Loosely based on Groundhog Day.)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8734612/chapters/20024818

Omerta – Kashoku

Minako had said he was a blessing - that his pockets were deep and Yuuri was lucky to have caught his eye.

But Viktor Nikiforov was a curse, and Yuuri finds himself trapped in a world of blood and death where it takes violence to mend what is broken.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8918152/chapters/20427895

Shared Gravity –Phoenixwaller

Yuri Katsuki doesn’t advertise his alpha status, in fact he’d rather it be relatively unknown. He feels that he’s never fit the stereotype, and is much happier blending into the background. However, much to his dismay, his alpha instincts are awakened one summer morning.

At first he’s angry, believing that his new coach, Victor Nikiforov, has brought back an omega in heat for a day of passion. But when he intrudes to order the couple to a safer location he learns the truth. Victor, the most decorated male figure skater ever, has his own secret.

From there an inexplicable gravity grows between them, their shared secrets pulling them together in ways that both learn to cherish.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9727733/chapters/21930794

Nerve Endings – Phyona

When Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg, they have to work through Yuuri’s anxiety and Victor’s secrets to find their balance.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9001282/chapters/20554537

Call Everything On The Ice… - shysweetthing

Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn’t tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly.

(The subtitle of this fic should be: Victor Nikiforov really needs a hug. Luckily, he gets one. Eventually.)

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“No,” Victor says, skating up to Yuuri on the ice, “you have to push all the way from here, or you’ll never get the height you need for that axel.” He sets his hand on Yuuri’s ass, tracing the muscle group he’s referring to. “Not here.” He taps Yuuri’s thigh. He doesn’t know the words for the muscles in English, only knows how to show him.

Yes, technically he’s grabbing Yuuri’s ass, but how else is he to communicate?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9654452/chapters/21811016

When ice melts in the snow (that’s when you’ll love me) – lilithiumwords

Katsuki Yuuri is the worst incubus in the Underworld. Viktor Nikiforov is his human target.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8770939/chapters/20105086

Please Have Mercy On Me – all_those_big_ass_trees

Viktor’s been living with Yuuri for a month now, but Yuuri is still not used to him. But Viktor is a good teacher, and Yuuri is a good student.
*This fic is basically about the development of their relationship with each other which begins as a crazy crush then turns into something serious, something real. Sooner or later, they have to deal with problems as well. Angst, fluff, and porn… lot of porn.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8808781/chapters/20196931

My Name On Your Lips – Feelslikefire

Yuuri Katsuki has been betrothed to the High King’s son, Victor, since he was just a child; furthermore, as an omega, he’s forbidden from practicing magic in combat. For years, he’s been able to put off the former because the Prince was traveling abroad, and gotten around the latter by practicing with his mentor in secret.

Now Victor Nikiforov has finally returned home, and Yuuri is being summoned to the capital for their wedding. He needs a plan to put off marriage long enough to find a way to break the betrothal, while keeping his practicing from being discovered.

If only the Prince didn’t have other ideas.

(Or, the swords-and-sorcery arranged marriage AU. Updates weekly.)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9406391/chapters/21293999

A Silhouette Of Three – Anna

Yuuri and Viktor are aiming for a third consecutive Grand Prix gold as the new skating season rolls around. Halfway through the qualifiers, however, Yuuri realises that he’s pregnant. He can either tell Viktor, who he knows would freak out and demand that he withdraw from the Grand Prix, or he can keep his mouth shut, keep his mate at bay, and win the gold that he’s worked so hard for.

Easier said than done.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9110275

Twenty-Five Hours - olizzybenneto 

In which Yuuri spends a 25 hour flight next to Victor Nikiforov, skating legend, and feels it might simultaneously be the best and worst thing that has ever happened to him.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9677486/chapters/21856832

All Eyes on Me - Kizuna_Auri 

Yuuri, under the username of Eros, is a size queen omega who most certainly does not have an obsession with fellow camboy and legendary silver-haired alpha Aria. Just like Phichit is not the most meddlesome roommate known to man.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10611891/chapters/23466588

The Boyfriend Experience - Cryingoverspilledvodka 

Katsuki Yuuri is an accomplished escort at 23, operating under the pseudonym Eros, in Detroit. When one of his favourite clients sets him up with none other than world-renowned figure skater Victor Nikiforov, the delicate balance between Yuuri’s personal and professional life teeters ever closer towards ruin.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9285461/chapters/21042680

For The Camera - Noon30ish 

In which Yuuri becomes a pornstar and is ‘training’ under the one and only, the Living Legend, Vitya.

Or the fic where, for Yuuri, sex comes first and love comes after.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10206422/chapters/22653293

The “Real” Viktor Nikiforov - thishasbeencary 

So, fine, maybe Yuuri’s a little bored and lonely when he likes a dating profile claiming to be Viktor Nikiforov. And, maybe, he’s a little pathetic when he gets excited when the account messages him almost immediately after. And, he’s definitely stupid for falling in love with someone pretending to be his idol, but he can’t help it. It’s not like it’s the real Viktor Nikiforov, anyway. He knows someone is catfishing him, but he still falls ridiculously in love.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10315007/chapters/22807862

Shape Of You - ViktorBunny 

Yuri is moving to St. Petersburg and Victor is far too excited to show him everything and spoil his Katsudon on his home turf.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9429881/chapters/21340928

An Intangible Force of Motion - doeinstinct 

The new season is in full-swing, and Viktor is realizing just how much work it is to coach and compete, but the exhilaration is worth it. The pain in his leg is probably just from overworking. Probably.
(Or the post-season one continuation fic no one really asked for.)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9153136/chapters/20793226

Beyond The Blue Horizon - HikarisDream

It was perfect. There was no music, no sound whatsoever, only Yuuri, dancing in front of him, toes sinking into the deliciously soft carpet, his movements fluent even off the ice and his eyes sparkling while he tried to show to Victor what his words had lacked to convey, making him hear the melody with his eyes while he watched every small gesture, every delicate step. It was all there on open display; their love unfolding for everyone to see.

Victor Nikiforov is back in competitive skating with Yuuri finally meeting him on the same ice. Victuuri. Post-Canon. BoyxBoy Rated M for smut. Lots of Fluff

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9186470/chapters/20850245

Those Three Words - azriona

Their one night of passion in Sochi left Victor Nikiforov with a bit more of a souvenir than either he or Yuuri Katsuki bargained for. Oops?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9618635/chapters/21730859

Like A Fairytale - lucycamui 

In which Prince Victor gets swept off his feet at a royal banquet and will go to any length to find his 'Cinderella’ Yuuri.
(And Phichit is the fairy godmother who has no idea what he’s doing).

“The crown prince of the Nikiforov kingdom, infatuated with a mystery pastry chef he’s only just met. This is exactly the kind of scandalous love story my life has been missing… So, what’s he look like? What exactly is Prince Victor’s type?”

“…Sweet.”

“Well, he does make pastries.“

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9373529/chapters/21220337

Update: 12th May 2017

No Less Unthinkable - rageprufrock 

In which Katsuki Yuuri fights a losing battle with chronic anxiety, the quadruple Salchow, and his own judgment four drinks in — but wins the war.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9643403/chapters/21786299

It Takes Two To Tango - Paidendryl

If Yuuri had known that going to that high school party in the rich part of Hasetsu three weeks ago would result in him leaning over a toilet, body shaking, and abdomen cramping, he would’ve told Phichit that he wasn’t up to it.

But that bridge was already crossed and now the consequences were present. Very present.

He groaned, leaning over the cool porcelain with tears trailing down his face. How was he supposed to explain this to his parents?

How was he supposed to explain to his family that he’s pregnant?

More importantly, how was he going to tell the father?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10652844/chapters/23572611

The Next Level - Azriona

So this is being engaged to a fellow skater: it’s trying to figure out whose sweats are whose, writing competition dates on the calendar in different colored pens, late-night arguments over sequins versus feathers, running out of the really good foot plasters after the shops have closed for the night.

The skating season continues (as skating seasons are wont to do), while Victor and Yuuri negotiate the shifts in their relationship, their careers, and their home rink.

Sometimes, things even go as planned.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10599636/chapters/23434005

blood is thicker than - icanhinatashouyoutheworld 

“You might be Yuri’s biological parent, Mr. Nikiforov. But I’m his father. If Yuri wants to go with you, that’s one thing,” Yuuri Katsuki’s voice flows quiet and dangerous into the room “but if he doesn’t, don’t think that you’re taking my child away from home,”

Or: Victor Nikiforov finds out he has a son. He wants full custody.

Katsuki Yuuri isn’t going to give up his child that easily.

Or: Victor and Yuuri fight a custody battle for Yurio. Shit happens.

Or: Yuri Plisetsky starts with one parent, and ends up with two.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10335053/chapters/22845206

Stimulating Conversation - threerings

Yuuri is determined to get to the bottom of why Victor keeps flirting with him. This leads to a conversation. With alcohol.

“Besides,” said Victor. “Maybe if I get you drunk I can learn some of your secrets.”

Yuuri coughed as he swallowed. “My secrets?”

 “Yes. The secrets of the mysterious Katsuki Yuuri, enigma of the figure skating world.” Yuuri nearly choked again at that.

He laughed and shook his head. “You don’t need to make fun of me.”

 “What? You are an enigma.”

 “Sure.”

 “I’m not joking,” Victor assured. “No one really knows what to make of you, Yuuri. You’re so quiet most of the time and then other times…” Yuuri just looked at the other man as he trailed off. He shook his head and reached to pour them both more sake.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10794513/chapters/23943609

empty spaces between stars - astudyinrose

Victor gets just as drunk as Yuuri at the Sochi Banquet, and they disappear together after the dance-offs. They wake up the morning after with rings on their fingers, and pictures of them kissing after getting married the night before are all over the tabloids… but neither of them remembers a thing. They decide to stay married for a while for the sake of Victor’s sponsorships, and in exchange, Victor coaches Yuuri through nationals…

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10847568/chapters/24084063

Baby Blue Prince - Daughter of Vayu 

When Viktor Nikiforov met Yuuri, he didn’t know that cute guy with awful baby blue tie was actually a real life prince. The one with titles and such.

The Modern Royalty AU with Yuuri as Prince Cinnamon Roll.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10699002/chapters/23697102

And for the sake of it, my own fics: 

Call Him Yuurichka 

Yuuri wakes up in the arms of Viktor, who happens to be muttering a certain pet name in his sleep.

Smuttiness ensues.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8754070

Viktuuri with a Dash of Sinnamon 

The kink is strong in this one. 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8984830

Katsudon! That’s what Eros is to me! 

Yuuri wasn’t kidding when he said katsudon was his Eros… (crackfic) 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9509327

The Start Of Life 

After winning a bet, Yuuri had been overjoyed that he’d managed to avoid having a large, celebrity style wedding, in exchange for allowing Viktor to plan and have full control over their honeymoon. Yuuri had been mentally preparing himself for flamboyant luxury, only to land up in a ‘middle of nowhere’ town in provincial Russia.

“This was what you wanted to show me?”

“Yes!” He jumped on the spot. “Oh Yuuri, you don’t understand. This is where I learnt to skate!”

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9714068

Love Bite 

"Viktor, it seemed, was enjoying Yuuri’s fluster. “Now Yuuri, that’s no nice way to ask. You wounded me! You may as well stake me right now! Though, it seems I’m the one staking you right now…”

Yuuri, to his own surprise, found himself laughing. Hundreds of years on this planet, and Viktor Nikiforov, his immortal boyfriend, had just punned him before taking his virginity.”

Or, Viktor and Yuuri’s first time with a vampire twist

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10228547

Imagine Dean confessing to you how he feels after almost losing you in a hunt, even if he thinks he’s unworthy of you.

“(Y/n)” his voice was a little louder than before and more urgent but you kept your back to him “Every time-” his voice went back to low and rough “Every time I woke up I’d go for a cold shower, habit maybe because even if the dreams were the best in my life they- they felt like nightmares.” he swallowed thickly “I’ll stare at myself in the mirror and I know every time there is only one thing I can say to myself.”

You closed your eyes, fearing to hear what he had to say next. If he said it you knew you’d break. How could you not already? The man you loved said he had been having nightmares of losing you and as if that was not enough he said that even the beautiful dreams he had with you scared him because he didn’t want to wake up to a world that anything could kill you any given moment.

I hate you. I hate you so much. You dont deserve this, you don’t deserve to live and to feel this way about her. And then- then I’ll think about you and I- I say it again. I say it again to try to convince myself of it, I try so hard.” he let out a shaky breath “I hate you. I hate you so much. I try to make myself believe it, I put everything into it. But I- I don’t. I just can’t. I hate you… And I love you. That’s all I say in the end, because I’m too weak to fight it. I love you, (Y/n) and I can burn in hell for this but I- I love you. Even if you never look at me the way I do, even if you never think of me as more than just your best friend. I love you, ‘cause I can’t help it. And I need you to know it, 'cause I might die tomorrow and I will be damned if this words don’t come out of my mouth for you.”

You didn’t know by now if he was talking to you at that moment, standing right in front of him or he was repeating the words he would utter to an imaginary you. Whichever the case you felt hot tears stream your face.

And I need you to know it. he breathed out in the end, his voice breaking.

You didn’t say a word at him, even if there were a million things you wanted to say. But you couldn’t find it in yourself. And you wanted so much to just turn and ran to him but you were so scared. Despite everything, what he’d just confessed would change everything and you - no matter how much you loved the man - didn’t know how you should react to it.You’ve spend half your life hiding your feelings for him, thinking that all the flirting was just a game but here he was. Saying the three little words that you’d die to hear.

anonymous asked:

I know you're a sasunaru shipper but in your opinion do you think Sakura or Hinata is the heroine? (or who would at least be better). Because I think Hinata has done more to help Naruto. Like, she risked her life twice for Naruto, helped him when Obito was messing with Nar's mind and he even said 'thanks to you who stayed by my side' (he's clearly stating that she was always by his side), he held her hand etc. I mean, what did Sakura ever do to be called the 'heroine' ? :)

No, I don’t think Hinata is a better heroine than Sakura. Hinata’s mere existence is there to serve a man. She has no backbone, she never won a fight, she never followed her dreams. In the end, she became a housewife who couldn’t care less about the everlasting slavery in her clan. Without Naruto, she can’t succeed. 

See, there are many different forms of strength a person can have. However, in a literary sense, if you want a character to appear strong, you have to develop them well. It’s about their function as a character in the story. So a character who isn’t necessarily a strong person can still be considered strong. A heroine should be naturally heroic, but not all heroines are heroic in the same way. A heroine needs good traits. She might not always show them, but if she comes across as a complete bitch, readers will most likely don’t see anything heroic in her.

It’s important to avoid making a heroine weak. She can’t turn into a doormat; she has to stand up for herself and think for herself. Obviously, neither Hinata nor Sakura fit the bill. Sakura has her own problems. She represents the “tough” girl that gets calmed down by her husband and becomes obedient. But if I had to choose, I’d go for Sakura because she isn’t as one-dimensional as Hinata, although her character development is inconsistent.

To be honest, it’s quite ignorant to say Hinata has done more to help Naruto. First of all, you are reducing her status as a heroine to a male character. This is not what a true heroine is about. All Hinata has achieved so far is connected to Naruto. She has no achievements or importance outside of Naruto. This certainly does not help her case. Sakura has achievements of her own that aren’t related to any guy.

Hinata chose to jump in and—as she said so herself—selfishly put herself in danger in order to express her feelings. Again, she was fully aware that she was going to die. She was fully aware that she was going to die in front of Naruto; yet, she didn’t care. She was fully aware that it was a prime opportunity to confess to Naruto without having to face a possible rejection since she would be dead. That’s not heroic; it’s cowardly and insane.

When was the second time? 

Do you mean this

Um, saying “It’s thanks to you who stayed by my side” is not the same as saying “You were always by my side.” That means he thanks her in the context of her actions right at that very moment. Nothing more, nothing less. Holding Naruto’s hand is not really… you know, heroic. 

What has Sakura done? For one, she’s a main character, something Hinata cannot say about herself. But to answer your question, besides being the only ninja without any special abilities and yet proving herself by practising incredible control over her chakra, inhuman strength, excellent medical skills, catching up with two of the strongest ninjas in the world, believing in her best friend Naruto’s ability to accomplish anything he puts his mind to, and being trained by the Fifth Hokage herself, nothing much.

After Naruto’s fight with Pain, Sakura is the one that hugs Naruto, not Hinata. Naruto doesn’t even think about Hinata’s well-being at this point. Or what about Sai telling Sakura that the things she does are out of love for Naruto? Or Yamato and Kakashi who both recognise that the two interact in quite intimate ways with each other? I realise my reply is turning into a shipping debate, welp.

Also, this. The hero saves the heroine, one of the most typical romantic tropes existing. The heroine is in a fix. She has tried everything. She doesn’t know what to do anymore. When all hope seems lost, the hero comes in at the last minute and helps the heroine, causing her to fall in love with him. 

Remember the time when Sakura jumped in to save Naruto? In comparison to Hinata’s attempt, Sakura’s was far more altruistic and heroic, for she didn’t put her feelings for Naruto above his safety. 

Though if we were to judge a heroine by how many times she helped Naruto, then we can all agree that the true heroine of the story is Sasuke, lol.

Ed Sheeran - ERASER (lyrics) Extended F64 Version

[Verse 1]
I was born inside a small town, I’ve lost that state of mind
Learned to sing inside the Lord’s house, but stopped at the age of nine
I forget when I get awards now the wave I had to ride
The paving stones I played upon, they kept me on the grind
So blame it on the pain that blessed me with the life
Friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride
And when the world’s against me is when I really come alive
And everyday that Satan tempts me, I try to take it in my stride
You know that I’ve got whisky with white lines and smoke in my lungs
I think life has got to the point I know without it’s no fun
I need to get in the right mind and clear myself up
Instead, I look in the mirror questioning what I’ve become
I guess it’s a stereotypical day for someone like me
Without a nine-to-five job or an uni degree
To be caught up in the trappings of the industry
They showed me the locked doors I find another use of key
And you’ll see

[Chorus 1]
I’m well aware of certain things that will destroy a man like me
But with that said give me one more, higher
Another one to take the sting away
I am happy on my own, so here I’ll stay
Save your lovin’ arms for a rainy day
And I’ll find comfort in my pain
Eraser

[Verse 2]
I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs
I chased the pictured perfect life, I think they painted it wrong
I think that money is the root of evil and fame is hell
Relationships and hearts you fixed, they break as well
And ain’t nobody wanna see you down in the dumps
Because you’re living your dream, man, this shit should be fun
Please know that I’m not trying to preach like I’m Reverend Run
I beg you, don’t be disappointed with the man I’ve become
Our conversations with my father on the A14
Age twelve telling me I’ve gotta chase those dreams
Now I’m playing for the people, dad, and they know me
With my beat and small guitar wearing the same old jeans
Wembley Stadium crowd two hundred and forty thou
I may have grown up but I hope that Damien’s proud
And to the next generation, inspiration’s allowed
The world may be filled with hate but keep erasing it now
Somehow

[Chorus 2]
I’m well aware of certain things that will befall a man like me
But with that said give me one more, higher
Another one to take the sting away
I am not beyond my own, so here I’ll stay
Save your lovin arms for a rainy day
And I’ll find comfort in my pain
Eraser
And I’ll find comfort in my pain
Eraser
And I’ll find comfort in my pain
Eraser

[Verse 3]
I woke up this morning lookin’ in the mirror
Thinkin’ to myself that I should probably be thinner
The industry told me to look like them
But I found my happiness in fried food for my dinner
I wish that she could have been my first time
And I wish that I’d never took that first line
And I wish that every word in this verse rhymed
But forgive me if it doesn’t
I wish that I could make peace with my older cousin
I wish he didn’t think that it was me when it wasn’t
I wish I didn’t love it when I’m high and my face feels buzzin’
And the taste stays underneath my tongue
Wish that I had known what to do as a youngling
Wish I hadn’t dropped out of school and missed every single party
With that hardly matters now, man, does it?
Wish I had an answer to everything, but fuck it
I wish creatin’ art didn’t come with a budget
But while we’re on the subject
I wish my private life would have never gone public
But that’s the sacrifice that we make
Spendin’ my whole time high livin’ life away

[Chorus 3]
Singin’ this is how we’re livin’ down here
Sittin’ on the edge, lookin’ out without fear
Yeah, we got drama but you know we don’t care
I wanna see you sing it, put your hands in the air, one wish
I’m singin’ this is how we’re livin’ down here
Sittin’ on the edge, lookin’ out without fear
Yeah, we got drama but you know we don’t care
I wanna see you sing it, put your hands in the air, one wish

[Verse 4]
I wish my family and friends they stay healthy
I wish that love was a currency and the whole world was wealthy
I found myself late night wishin’ on a star
Everyday I wish I’d never broken a heart, uh
And I wish I’d never run to
Every woman that I loved that kept my life and what it’s come to
I wish I was the role model you looked up to
If I told my fans the things I did they’d say, “Fuck you”
I wish I was home more
I wish my teens could see the kids on the birthdays, but yo, we’re on tour
And I wish I’d grow more, wish I told more
People that I love ‘em but it’s in the music that I’m known for
And I wish he never got cancer
And if I smoke a pack a day, well, does that make me a wanker?
Oh yes, I guess it does, and we’re still stressin’ 'cause
Every day this shit gets the best of us
Usin’ my balance on eraser blades
Spendin’ my whole time high wishing life would wait

[Chorus 3]
Singin’ this is how we’re livin’ down here
Sittin’ on the edge, lookin’ out without fear
Yeah, we got drama but you know we don’t care
I wanna see you sing it, put your hands in the air, one wish
I’m singin’ this is how we’re livin’ down here
Sittin’ on the edge, lookin’ out without fear
Yeah, we got drama but you know we don’t care
I wanna see you sing it, put your hands in the air, one wish

[Verse 5]
I’m using jumpers for goalposts, cigarettes for throat cold
Mum sayin’, “Don’t smoke,” no, I don’t listen, I got
Love for a ghost note, shows on the gold coast
People that I don’t know share the same vision
I find truth in the hard times and words that aren’t mine
Tryin’ to find a love with a compatible star sign
Sometimes I can’t write, sentences can’t rhyme
Starin’ at my notepad quick, I’m tryin’ to find mine
Shit, quick before I hit it again
Surrounded in the industry by all these ignorant men
And who knew that I’d be paid just to pick up a pen
Just let me hit the studio when we can rip it again
I’m a competitive dick, with an adrenaline kick
My daddy told me work hard and you can never be shit
I’ve seen all my heroes dethroned except my dad
Set back here reminiscing 'bout the times we had
One wish


(x)

Love at first sight (Jasper Hale x Reader)

—————————————- Fandom: Twilight —————————————- Warnings: none —————————————- Summary: You are the new member of the cullen family, soon to find out that you are also Jasper’s mate. —————————————-Authors note: This didn’t go exactly as planned and it is my first Twilight imagine but I hope you all enjoy it. I am excited to write more of this series in the future and I hope that you will send in requests for it.

—————————————

You didn’t know how long you had been laying in the woods. Hours, days, weeks, none of it mattered once you so those incredulous golden eyes peering down at you with the waves of perfect blonde hair flowing as stared down. Something had connected between the two of you that no one yet understood. The strong arms of this beautiful creature carried you through the mountains and hills. You weren’t aware of where all you had been or how long it took to reach your destination, all you knew is that you were happy to get there.

Awakening on a soft bed with silk sheets, you opened your eyes and took a look around. You hadn’t a clue where you were. It was beautiful though. You sat staring out an open window. The entire wall across from you was a glass barrier between you and an enchanting forest.

  “Was this even real” you thought to yourself.

Only moments later the door of where you now rested opened to reveal a tall handsome man. Who, although was blonde, didn’t resemble the man from your dream.

“Your awake.” He said is a shocked tone as his eyes rested on you. He has walked over and began to examine you. Normally, you would push him away, but you were so confused at the moment you couldn’t think straight. He shined a light in your eyes and listened to your heartbeat with a stethoscope as you began to question him.

  “Yes, umm… who are you? And umm… where am I?” You asked in a pleasant yet confused tone.

“Right, excuse my thoughtlessness.” He smiled. You looked into his eyes, the same ones the boy from your dream had. “My name is Carlisle. I am a doctor here in the town Forks. My son was hiking out in the woods and found you almost dead. He carried you back to our place and we have been taking care of you ever since.”

  “Ok. So, how long have a been here? Am I ok now. I feel different than before. Almost, more powerful. Like I was reborn. Is that normal.”

“Well… when Jasper, my son, got you back here you were in a very bad condition. It may sound completely insane, but you just have to believe me. Alright?”

“Go ahead. I think I can handle it.” You grew more worried by the second.

Just as Carlisle was about to speak another figure appeared in the doorway. The man from your dream.

“She’s awake!” He rushed to your side. He had gotten there in a split second, much faster than anyone you had seen before.

“Could I ask another question? Am I on some type of drug or did he just get from there to here in a matter of .05 seconds!” You nearly shouted out of shock.

“You haven’t told her yet?” The boy, you now assumed was called Jasper, spoke.

“I haven’t gotten the chance. I will give you two some privacy.” Carlisle exited the room.

Jasper spoke first. “I’m sure, as you have heard from Carlisle, that when I found and brought you back here to him you weren’t in the best of health. Well, there is something strange that you need to know. It may sounds bizarre at first, but…” you stopped him in the middle of his sentence.

“I will have to understand. Carlisle told me that part. Could you tell me now, please.” You said, because you couldn’t wait any longer.

“We are vampires. When you got here, Carlisle knew that you would die soon if we didn’t do something. So we turned you. Please don’t get upset! I know it is a lot to take in…”

You stopped him yet again by laughing hysterically. “He couldn’t possibly be telling the truth.” You thought to yourself.

You then spoke,“ Could you tell me what actually happened now?”

He sat and stared at you without moving a muscle, but then broke the silence saying,“ Let me try to prove it to you.” Jasper walked over to a cabinet a rummaged through a drawer until he slid out a mirror and brought it over to you. “When I found you, I looked into your eyes. They were blue. You looked into mine at the same time, do you remember the color.”

  “They are the same as they are now. Not normally colored, but golden.” He held up the mirror after you had responded. You jaw dropped as you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were the same as his.

Jasper spoke again, he has a southern twang in his voice,“ Try to stand up and walk around.” You stood up and took a step but instead of getting closer to him you had gotten to the opposite side of the room as quick as he had only moments before.

He chucked a little as how shocked you were. “Don’t worry, darling, you will grow to get used to it.”

  “Jasper, I do have one more question. If we had only just formally met, moments ago. Then why do I feel so attached to you. Like I have known you my whole life.”

  He smiled and walked towards you. Once he finally got to you he rested a single hand in your shoulder. “I’m not exactly sure about you, but even though we just met. I had been looked for you my entire life. There is a reason that when I found you, I couldn’t just leave you there even though I thought you might die. There is a reason that I had Carlisle turn you instead of letting go like most of his other patients. We have a connection. You are my mate, as we call it around here.”

You smiled. “Jasper, everything I have been told since I awoke either seems like it isn’t true or it is a complete fantasy. I surely hadn’t been sure of anything up until this point, but this, this I don’t even have to think about. I know that this is where I am supposed to be. Right here, with you.”

Before you knew it you were pinned against the nearest wall with Jasper’s soft lips attached to yours.

  “I am so relieved that you feel the same way.” Jasper said breaking the kiss.

You breathed heavily, taken aback by the kiss you had just received. “So what now?” You asked Jasper.

“You are staying with us from this point on. We will be spending quite a bit of time getting to know each other better.” He said as his hands roamed down your body and held onto yours. “First things first though, you must meet the full family.”

“So it’s not just you and Carlisle?” You asked curiously. He let out a breathe of laughter.

“Not exactly. Don’t worry though, they are going to love you.”

Originally posted by americanultra

“You killed my sister, I forgive you”

In April 2014 Craig Scott (the brother of Rachel Joy Scott, the first victim at Columbine), wrote a letter to Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris, He wanted to forgive them, even if they killed his sister Rachel.

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“Eric and Dylan,
It’s been fifteen years since you came into our school armed to the teeth killing 13 people and wounding 24. In approaching the school, the first person you killed was my sister, Rachel Scott, she was 17. Before you killed her you asked her if she believed in God, she answered “yes” and you opened fire.
It was April 20th 1999, this year the anniversary falls on Easter Sunday where my family will celebrate our time together and honor our faith. If Rachel were here today she would be painting Easter eggs with our sisters and playing with our nieces and nephews.
She, at some point, would look me in the eyes and tell me to smile more and not take things too seriously.
She was an incredible teenager who has changed the lives of millions all by little things she did for others and the writings she left behind in her diaries. The truth about her is that she would have forgiven you for your hateful actions, so do I.

While many people around the world watched on television of students running out of the school, police approaching, and sobbing pupils. Before the camera crew arrived, I was in the library where you were slaughtering our classmates as if it were a game or movie you had watched again and again. At gunpoint you bullied and made fun of us. Crouching under a table remaining silent, I saw you shoot two of my best friends. The last thing Isaiah heard were racial slurs. You both left the library for a few minutes giving us a chance to escape. I yelled out at the students to escape with me and helped pick up a girl who had been shot. After escaping, you returned to the library and put an end to the massacre by taking your own lives.

That day my life changed forever. The next two years I carried a lot of hate and anger fantasizing on how I would have got revenge on you, had you been alive, and at times closed myself off in isolation. It was making me more like you. Then I decided to go on a mission to South Africa. It was one of Rachel’s dreams. There I met the man who enlightened me. 17 members of his family had been killed and despite the profound pain he spoke with me, he shared his story and did it with serenity. That day I understood that I had to break the chain of hate you started and the only way was to share with every one. I had to travel a long path to forgiveness to free myself from your shadows. Now not only do I feel free but I speak about a powerful story that rose out of the ashes - a message that my sister left behind. The biggest antidotes to anger and hatred are kindness and compassion. Your darkness gave light a chance to be seen.

A month before the shooting, you were in your parents’ basement pointing to a camera with a gun saying, “We need to get a f**king chain reaction going here.” At the same time, one month before, my sister was in her english class writing a paper about her values and beliefs, “I have a theory that if one person will go out of their way to show compassion it will start a chain reaction of the same.” Both of you spoke of a “chain reaction” but while yours ended with suicide, Rachel’s lives on with us as we share her story with millions of kids each year. My sister’s unfairly short life continues to have a huge impact on others.

I remember you. We met once when I was in 8th grade and you were in high school. Your presence instilled fear in me. We were at a mutual friend’s house and you were on the computer looking up plans to build a pipe bomb, little did I think that a couple years later I’d find myself under a table protecting myself against such a bomb. We even played basketball together, there you seemed like “normal people”.

There are those who say you started the slaughter because you were bullied and ostracized in our school. If I could go back to that day on the basketball court, I would talk to you, I would ask you why you acted the way you did and I would try to make you understand that it’s not all like it seems. I would tell you that the solitude you felt was the same that many others feel and that it all passes.

Eric and Dylan, what you did that day didn’t solve anything. You didn’t do justice with those guns, you stole the dreams and futures of 13 innocent people, like my sister Rachel. Today I forgive you because I know that hate only creates hate, and I cannot let you take away my smile, you’ve already taken my sister.“

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The Pawns And The Kings

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut


Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Smut

Plot: The reader is kidnapped, left alone in utter darkness. Once the day of her auctioning comes, she’s given to the head of one of the worlds most powerful gangs, Jungkook. She was nothing but a gift to him. But her little soul turns out to have the power to turn the tides in the worlds angriest ocean. And it turns out, Jungkook isn’t the only man whom eyes have settled upon her.

Warning: Chapter contains sexual content that lacks consent.

I had never thought of an ending to my life as cold. I had never pictured one so stained with hatred - not for others but myself. Deep rooted hatred laid awake within me, the seed of despair beginning to bloom into an issue that over came me. I used to believe that I would die peacefully in a sense, whether it’s brutal or not I would undoubtedly rest. But now that perspective has been flipped up on its head.

Hope had swelled in my heart, a hope that I had finally obtained affection driven towards me. A hope that I was desired, a hope that I held a fragment of importance in a certain someone’s life. But his words had crushed this hope into tiny scattered petals, ones that held burn marks and scars from the scissors he held to cut my heart into pieces. I was wilting under his touch, and instead of helping he grew disgusted and dropped me.

And so the flower was carried by the wind, the wind that held it in its hurdling clutches. The wind was in love with the flame, so it selfishly offered the flower as a gift. And so the petals caught aflame, turning to dust - unable to carry any shame. As it wilted and crumbled it caught the smile of the wind and the glance of the flame, and gracelessly it rose to death.

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