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Arms wrapped around one living, breathing firebender, Toph buried her tears in warm silk. “Don’t you ever ever ever do that again!”

“I’ll try.” Zuko held onto her a moment longer, then carefully untangled himself, guiding her hand to the ship’s rails before he let go. “I’m glad you’re okay. But there are things I have to do now.”

“Yeah.” Toph slapped a hand against blind wood. “Like punch one idiot right in the nose!”

Embers, Chapter 81

…Because I recently rediscovered this fic all over again, and have been rereading it for the gazillionth time orz

“You look nice,” Luna had agreed, “which is funny because you aren’t.”

“Luna,” Blaise had hissed.

“What?” Luna had looked up at him, “I thought we were admitting she was evil. Are we not openly admitting that yet?“

> Lady of the Lake > @colubrina

> (Hermione Granger x Draco Malfoy) > Imagined Book Covers

Got inspired to make art for @formergirlwonder ‘s awesome Riverdale noir AU, Chiaroscuro 

carry on, darling, we were built to last

Yuuri loved everything about Victor, truly. But there were some things, small, seemingly insignificant things that gave him pause at times. Like Victor opening and holding the door for him everywhere they went. Or Victor paying at any restaurant before Yuuri could even open his mouth to ask for the check. Or Victor letting Yuuri use the shower first after a long day of practice, and then waiting up for him as they got ready for bed and Yuuri wasn’t done checking his email.

Maybe others wouldn’t have paid it much attention, but Yuuri did. It was nothing a sane person couldn’t get used to, quite the opposite in fact, yet for some reason that Yuuri couldn’t figure out… it bothered him.

Until one day he did figure it out.

So he opened the door for Victor the next time they came to practice at the St. Petersburg rink. Yuuri caught the widening of Victor’s eyes when he held the door to let him enter first. A blush, light and pretty, slowly spread over Victor’s cheeks, and Yuuri realized that ah, this was why.

When they came back home, Yuuri went into the bathroom first while Victor was busy greeting Makkachin. He drew a bath the way Victor liked it: with scented oils and plenty of bubbles. He then lead Victor in by the hand, ignored all his questions, and stripped him slowly. As soon as Victor was in the bath, Yuuri brushed back his hair and kissed his forehead. He caught Victor’s tender smile and a sigh of delight right before he left to prepare dinner.

They ate comfortably, talking, and laughing, and smiling, and feeding each other (and Makkachin) from their plates until all of the food was gone and they started getting sleepy. It was an unspoken rule that whoever made dinner was free of washing the dishes, but when Victor stood up to take care of that, Yuuri only took his hand and kissed the back of it, telling him to go ahead and wait for him on the couch.

Victor bit his lip as if there was something he wanted to say. His eyes followed after Yuuri, but he chose to stay silent.

And so did Yuuri.

After a few hours of cuddling over a semi-interesting movie they made it to bed, Victor slipping under the covers with a yawn and a sigh. Yuuri only paused to change into his pajamas and leave his glasses, his ring and his phone on the nightstand before turning off the lights and settling next to Victor.

They kissed. Light, unhurried, a little tired, but blissful and good.

Victor pulled back first, rolling to lie on his back and covering his face with his hands.

“Okay,” he spoke to the ceiling. “Did I forget something? An anniversary or… or a holiday? Is today some sort of Japanese holiday or something?”

Yuuri hummed. “Not that I know of.”

Victor was quiet for a moment, thinking of anything he could’ve missed and Yuuri smiled a little to himself. It was funny, on one hand, to see Victor so confused over these simple gestures of kindness Yuuri’s showered him with all day, but on the other hand, something in Yuuri hurt to see it, because it clearly told him that he didn’t do it often enough for Victor to recognize it for what it was.

“What… What is it then?” Victor asked, a curious note to his voice.

Yuuri shifted on the bed, rising up on his elbow to easier look into Victor’s eyes. He couldn’t see much thanks to the darkness and his bad eyesight, but he hoped that Victor could see the sincerity in his gaze.

“You always do these things for me, did you not notice?” he asked. And then explained: “You pay for dinner whenever we go out, you open the doors for me, you always let me shower first, and even when we get to bed and you’re falling asleep standing, you still wait up for me.”

Victor was opening his mouth, but Yuuri put a finger to his lips.

“You do so much for me Victor and I always noticed, but I never gave back any of that kindness,” he smiled apologetically. “So from now on I’ll try to do better, I promise.”

Victor took his hand and nuzzled his cheek against the back of it, sighing a soft: “Oh, Yuuri.”

Yuuri leaned down and kissed what he thought was the tip of Victor’s nose. (He hit bull’s-eye.)

Victor chuckled softly, his breath fanning against Yuuri’s chin.

“I don’t want you to feel like you have to reciprocate, Yuuri,” he said a moment later. “I’m just doing it because I want to. Because I want to woo you properly.”

It was Yuuri’s turn to laugh, even when his cheeks felt a little bit warmer.

“But what if I want to woo you properly, too?” he returned, and he couldn’t tell, but from the way Victor ducked his chin down just a little, Yuuri would chance a guess that he wasn’t the only one blushing now.

So he kissed both of Victor’s cheeks, his forehead and his lips – a lingering kiss that Victor didn’t allow to end until Yuuri’s back started straining from the position. They lied next to each other in complete darkness, grinning and holding hands, and Yuuri knew that in that moment both of their hearts were beating to the same rhythm of “I never want this to end.”


@apprenticemockingbird‘s complete Petyr x Sansa oneshots (part 1)


Characters: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Angst gahh so much yoongi angst

Word Count: 1536

Anon requested: “Can i request a yoongi angst??? You guys are very close but when he had a gf its like you didn’t even exist?”

(A/N: Feel free to tell me your thoughts!! Also my requests are open so send me any requests yall have and jungthigh forgive me for taking so long with this omg)

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Another Rhink Fanfic trailer video for the amazing ourloveisgod and their fic Cover Me Over!!! Had me balling like a baby!!


I have been so enthralled with @shirleycarlton‘s fic “The Lost Special: Family Matters” I had to make it a cover (my first fic cover!). 

If you aren’t reading this one, you should be! The fix it fic we all need for S4, making sense of the senseless. Shirley is weaving the canon we saw with the hidden backstory we know there must be. Absolutely awesome 😍

Read it on AO3 here: The Lost Special: Family Matters (As Do Relationships)


call me a safe bet (i’m betting i’m not)

They agreed that it would be too hard for them to keep up their relationship long distance, that they didn’t want to risk losing their friendship. So it made sense that when Harry was away, they saw other people. They’re the same as they always are when they’re together–Harry guesses you could call them friends with benefits, but he doesn’t think that really encompasses what they mean to each other. Louis calls them idiots, which, well, probably isn’t all that inaccurate.

It’s not really that big of a deal. Harry is happy. Liam is happy–well, Harry’s pretty sure Liam is happy. So Louis can just shut it.

[Or: Liam and Harry have an arrangement, and it all goes great, until it doesn’t.]

m | 29k | liam/harry, side niall/louis, side liam/omc | ao3


Fic Recs: You Show Me Yours by endingthemes:(~11k)

When Erik receives nudes in the middle of the night from an unknown number, he’s confused and mildly amused. He doesn’t expect it to turn into an actual conversation…with feelings.

As if that’s not baffling enough, his friend’s brother ends up crashing at his place, further complicating everything.

Comments: Amazing, incredibly sweet, wonderfully written fic, please kudo this to outer space. It’s in Erik’s pov, but you can see Charles pining - both of them pine like the idiots they usually are , and there are misunderstandings and texting sass and all that jazz of a good fluffy rom com. I have reread this at least three times

Tom sighed and pulled the stupid volume out of a pocket and handed it to her. She looked down at it with annoyingly transparent wonder. “You picked it up,” she said, then flushed. “Obviously.”

“I did,” he said. “Deliver yourself to me in thanks?”

“We’re playing games again, then,” she said as she planted the tiniest kiss on his cheek.

He caught her with both hands gripping the curve of her lower back and held her against him. “Obviously,” he said. “Games or no, Hermione, you can trust me to take care of you.“

> Pygmalion > @colubrina

> (Hermione Granger x Tom Riddle) > Imagined Book Covers

| Desde el abismo | — “Final fantasy VII FANFIC COVER”

A 30-minutes-draw of Cloud that I did for my (really, reaaaally old) clerith fanfic: “Desde el abismo”

It´s a supernatural / romance thing & I still like the main idea, but it only has one episode since… september of 2012 (lmaoo) and I need to finish other fics first! But I’ll finish it someday, that’s for sure, he he~😃

Title: The Edge of the Stars
Author: casuallyhl
Pairing: Harry/Louis
Where: ao3
Word Count: 16k
Rating: N/A
Status: Complete
Summary: Louis laughed. “You think you can convince some random guy to want to go out with me?”

“Oh baby,” Jay chuckled. “I can convince all of the UK to want to go out with you.”

Meet the Parents AU where Harry is the man of Louis’ dreams, and it’s up to Jay to convince him to date her son.


He seethed alone in his booth at the diner. She didn’t work on Wednesdays, so some nameless waitress brought him a soda as he smoked through three packs of cigarettes. Hermione told them those’ll kill him, but then she had also brought him five packs and she told him to smoke himself into an early grave.

God, he loved her.

And he fucking hated her.

Comfortable > @meowmerson

> (Hermione Granger x Tom Riddle) > Imagined Book Covers