purely accidental

anonymous asked:

Hey you got any... *looks around* *whispers* mafia au fics

*looks around* Yeah, I got the goods. *whips out a briefcase full of fanfiction*

Seriously, though, I freaking love this AU! Thanks for all these requests!

Originally posted by sairenji

Mafia AU

Masquerade by Ashida, Explicit, 45k (WIP)
Yuuri is part of Japan’s most notorious mafias. Victor is the head of the Russian mafia. After brief meetings throughout the span of five years, they decide to go off together and leave everything behind. I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS FIC!

Confessions Behind these Bruises by Gayson, Mature, 28k (WIP)
the mafia AU nobody asked for about how a cocky self reliant bachelor falls incredibly in love with the adorable sassy dancing protégée of Lilia- Yuuri Katsuki. I haven’t stopped screaming since I read this, it’s so good!

Wine Colored Days Warmed by the Sun by Erushi, Mature, 4k
The Mafia AU in which Victor’s an heir to the Russian mob, Yuuri just so happens to be visiting St. Petersburg, and there’s a hitman loose in the city. Great mafia one shot!

the death of a bachelor by exile_wrath, Teen, 9.1k (WIP)
In which Victor is at the top of the (criminal) world, and ends up falling for the hot bartender that works at a Giacometti speakeasy. 1920s mafia AU! Thumbs up!

Caught by You by Ommmniii, Mature, 24k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov is Russia’s number one Mafia boss and he fell hard for a common Japanese boy, Katsuki Yuuri. When their meeting was purely accidental, Viktor decides to make Yuuri a part of his life. Really good mafia AU!

Pet by Maiden_of_the_Moon, Teen, 3.8k
“Of course,” he continues, low and horribly, gut-churningly soft, “our way of life is not conducive to raising fluffy, cuddly, friendly poodles. And so, Sir, when it came time for me to choose a new Viktor, I adopted the strongest, swiftest, and most brutal pet I could find.” Love this one!

Settle Down by artemisgrace, Explicit, 8.1k (WIP)
Viktor Nikiforov was born into this life of violence and crime. He seeks an escape, some semblance of a normal life, and in a café on a Wednesday morning, he finds his shred of normality in the form of Yuuri Katsuki. Definitely recommend!

On Ice by littlemisslawyer, Teen, 9.5k (WIP)
A skating accident leads Viktor Nikiforov, five time world champion and the current pakhan of the Blue Rose Mafia, to the hands of one very adorable doctor. I LIVE FOR THIS FIC!

Bloodied suits look better by emulikule, Mature, 41k (WIP)
A conflict has been going on between the Russian and the Japanese mafia for quite some time now, but a new head of the Russian one decides it’s time to end it as the feud has only brought countless of losses for both sides. Bonus Otayuri!

酸素の海 by Alpacorn, Teen, 4.7k (WIP)
Katsuki Yuuri has yet to land a Quad Axel. He’s been trying to land it for so many years ever since his 12th winter. His husband, his right hand man, his loyal dog, Viktor Nikiforov, is ready to give everything he’s got to make sure the leader of the Russian mafia gets the gold medal. Yuuri is the mafia boss in this and it gives me life

Caught in the Crossfire by cloudybreaths, Mature, 3.1k (WIP)
Yuuri sits back in Victor’s chair, crossing his legs, and rests his cheek in his palm. Yuri stares at him, and there’s a shiver that goes down his spine. Yuuri’s eyes are dark and his face stone, as though he was the true leader of the number one mafia family in Russia. For a moment, Yuri almost believes it. SO GOOD OMG

Note: I do not include fics with graphic depictions of self harm, suicide, abuse, underage, non con, etc. in my fic recs. Please read my FAQ for more information on what I don’t include in my rec lists.

the heart is a treacherous beast, but it means well.
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  • James: Professor? Er, hypothetically speaking...
  • Dumbledore: Mr. Potter, what has Mr. Black done now?
  • James: Well, he may have (purely accidentally, of course)...transfigured himself into a pumpkin???
  • Dumbledore: I see.
  • James: Problem is....we don't know which one. He was standing in a patch.
  • Dumbledore: *sighs*
  • Remus: *sighs*
  • Peter: *sighs*
  • Sirius: *giggles*

It was purely accidental.

He had promised her he would never come back. He had promised himself that he would leave her be, allow her to live her life without any interference from him. He had told himself unless she made the efforts to contact him, he would do his best not to wonder every waking, and sleeping, moment what it was she was doing, where she was and who she was with.

He had not meant to listen in to the conversation.

It was purely accidental.

Elijah was on the phone in the study with their globe-trotting sister. He overheard the words, “Gorgeous weather. Italy.” He had smiled secretly when he heard Rebekah say that she had, “never had such fun before”, turning silently to walk up the stairs with visions of Rebekah’s favorite places in the country. Until one other word, a name really, caused him to pause with his foot hanging in the air above the first step and really listen in.

It was purely accidental.

“She’s different away from that blasted town. Honestly Elijah, I never thought I would care much for her but she has actually become a…friend.”

Then he heard such a musical sound. A sound he had not heard since they had been alone, deep within the woods years ago. Her tinkling laughter sounding semi-distorted through the phone and the walls of his home.

“Bekah come on! The boat’s about to leave and I don’t want to miss it!”

His mind was caught in a daze, hardly hearing his brother ask where they were going on the boat or his sister’s response of, “Just sailing for the day.” Numbly he walked up the stairs to his studio, a hazy vision of Caroline forming in his mind’s eye. His fingertip itching with a need to capture it.

It was purely accidental.

Not wanting to be seen, feeling like a thief in his own home, he flashed through the room gathering up the needed supplies without making a sound before leaving just as quickly to a quiet and out of the way park. He set up his easel, his small case with his supplies. His vision coming to him with every color he chose. The more he worked, the deeper and brighter the vision in his mind became. It was peaceful yet frantic. He was afraid to finish his small indiscretion yet worried it would disappear like a dream to be forgotten upon waking. Yet finish he did. Setting his pallet down, he took a step back, marveling at the life-like representation of his heart’s one desire. The sun broke through the clouds, casting the canvas with an ethereal glow like an omen of greater things to come, warming his heart with hope that maybe, just maybe, however long it takes, wasn’t as far off as he had once thought.

It was purely accidental.

Only it wasn’t. She thought as the wind caught the sail, sending ocean spray up through the air as the boat’s speed increased. She had always made it a point to steer clear of Rebekah whenever she called her brothers. Rebekah had taken to teasing her relentlessly over it. Today was different though. Today she seen Rebekah who, for all her teasing, still stood off to the side while making the call. She debated. She had bit her lower lip until she tasted blood. The taste was enough to make her roll her eyes, to scoff at herself for being such a coward. With her head held high she flounced towards her new friend, knowing that the odds of him being close by were strong. And then she spoke.

Yes, she thought with a knowing grin as she gazed out over the crystal blue waters, it was purely accidental until it wasn’t. However long it takes wasn’t as far off as she had originally thought.

 I created this as a thank you to all my followers, new and old. Seriously, you are all so awesome and amazing! 

I love Hylink as much as the next guy, but I equally love the idea that Skyward Sword Link was literally the first Link because that means the first ever hero of Hyrule was a highschool dweeb who slept in too much, had a bully-turned-best-friend, falls asleep on the toilet, and basically spent his entire first third of his quest being badass purely accidentally.


That Close Call Back in 1995 — The Norwegian Black Brant Incident,

In the past 60 years there have actually been several incidents where the world was almost plunged into a nuclear holocaust.  Many of these incidents were purely accidental, caused by things like radar blips resulting from flocks of geese or faulty early warning detection satellites. One of the most interesting close calls occurred in Norway, and is unique in that the incident happened in 1995, after the end of the Cold War.

On January 25th, 1995 a team of Norwegian and American scientists launched the Black Brant VII rocket from the Andøya Space Center in Norway. The purpose of the rocket was to collect scientific data on the aurora borealis over the Arctic Ocean. The rocket reached an altitude of 903 miles and eventually splashed down in the ocean off the coast of Svalbard. At the time most of the world believed the rocket launch was a routine test that occurred without incident. However, little did anyone know, the Russians nearly shit their pants over it.

The rocket traveled over an air corridor that stretches from minuteman III rocket sites in North Dakota. The scientists notified 30 countries, including Russia, of the launch, however the Russian government failed to pass on news of the launch to the Russian President and to the military. Russian early warning radar systems in Murmansk detected the object, which had a similar speed and flight pattern to that of a US Navy Trident missile. Immediately Russian High Command went on full alert, fearing the United States was launching a nuclear missile. While a single missile launch may not seem much of a threat compared to thousands of missiles in an all out nuclear strike, one possible scenario that the Russians feared was that of a high altitude nuclear detonation used as a prelude to all out nuclear war. A nuclear warhead would be detonated high in the atmosphere over Russia, and the resulting electromagnetic pulse would knock out the electrical grid, communications grid, and radar over a large portion of the country, leaving Russia completely vulnerable to an all out attack.

The full alert initiated by the rocket launch went all the way up to Russian President Boris Yeltsin. The Russian nuclear briefcase containing command codes was opened, the only time in history a nation’s nuclear briefcase was ever opened. This was especially scary because Boris Yeltsin had a reputation for being a hard drinker. Yeltsin’s alcohol problems were so bad that he was often drunk in public, at one point allegedly being found wandering the streets of Washington D.C. half naked after a particularly hard bender during a diplomatic visit.

As luck would have it, Boris Yeltsin was perfectly sober on January 25th, 1995, and thus he made a very wise decision to not retaliate but take a wait and see approach. Soon, it was realized that the rocket was traveling away from, not towards Russia, and thus was not a ballistic missile being fired at Russia. 24 minutes after launch, the rocket returned to Earth harmlessly. Disaster had been averted once again.

What is especially disturbing about the Norwegian rocket incident was that it occurred in the 1990′s at a time when Russian - American relations were at a peak. This wasn’t the middle of the Cold War, this wasn’t the Cuban Missile Crises with Nikita Khrushchev shouting “we will bury you!” while slamming his shoe on a podium. This was at at time when there was absolutely no reason to go to nuclear war. It just goes to show that in the modern nuclear age, even at the best of times civilization hangs on a very fine thread. 

KageHina Week: Day Whatever (Pre-Slash, Pt Not-So-Pre-Slash-Anymore-Now-Are-We?)

Since I’ve skipped a day here and there for KageHina week, thought I’d just… gather a smorgasbord of whatever prompts I missed and felt like writing!

So, here’s the 1.5k conclusion to The Adventures of Crop-Top Kags and Miniskirt Hinata ( 1 | 2 ), which includes the prompt accidental confessions, glances over future and closure (but never goodbyes) and… well, you’ll see. <3

Truth or Dare?

Kageyama stared blankly at Hinata Shouyou for a good ten seconds, at his round face with his beer-mouth and his heavy-lidded, brown eyes just inches away.

For some… unknowable reason, he felt that roil of disappointment again in the pit of his stomach at the words. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting to come out of Hinata’s mouth, if he’d been expecting anything at all, but it certainly wasn’t more of that stupid game!

Kageyama blinked. Blinked and looked away from that mouth, that mouth with breath stinking of alcohol, so, inarguably gross… but still. Once the thought of kissing him had popped up in his brain earlier in the evening, it had never gone away – especially when he tried to have no thoughts about it whatsoever.

It was like that thing, when someone tells you not to look down, or not to mess up, and you do because you can’t not!

That was what imagining kissing Hinata was like.

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BTS reacting to their girlfriend grinding on them during a make out session. [M-Rated]

He stops you on his lap, pressing you down on him with his fingernails digging into your thighs and looks up at you through with a seductive smirk playing on his lips.

‘So my kitten wants to play, huh?’

A silent moan would escape his lips by the surprise of you grinding on him once and he’d look at you in confusion, locking eyes with you to see if it was purely accidental. When you continue, he smiles at you approvingly.

‘I like what you’re up to.’

The minute you start, you can feel his fingernails digging into your tighs before he reaches around and grabs your ass, edging you on to go faster. He leaves a kiss behind your ear and growls,

‘Don’t stop and I might treat you like a good girl tonight.’

He smiles at you satisfied and kiss you eagerly, letting you know to continue while his hands roam your body. It doesn’t take him long until he lifts you up and carries you into the bedroom.

‘You’re really good at teasing, princess.’

He smiles at you teasingly, quickly catching your intend and not wanting to give in. When you grind down on him once and then stop to continue placing kisses on his lips, you feel his nails digging deep into your skin and hear him growling.

‘Finish what you’ve started babygirl.’

He looks at you in surprise at first, not realizing what you’re doing at first and continues kissing you until you grind them on him again, gaining a low growl from him. A sexy smirk tugs on the edge of his lips and he nods at you,

‘I like what you’re doing with your body’

He feels himself hardening when you start grinding down on him harder, pushing into his growning buldge and have trouble keeping himself together. He’d forcefully make you stop by pressing you deeper into him, making you feel what you’ve caused.

‘You better finish what you’ve started’ 

Love, Youngmi~

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