some of the art in it is new and some is really old so i apologize for that

anonymous asked:

Hello there; I've been looking through your blog and, as many others say, I just ADORE your art! I was also wondering if you could give me some advice. For quite a few months now I've utterly lost all motivation to draw. I want to go into something with art, so this devastates me, and whenever I try to draw I just get so easily frustrated. I've been an avid artist since I can remember, so for me to suddenly not want to draw for months on end really concerns me. Any suggestions to fix this?

(hi!! apologies for the late reply. i hope this can still be of some help to you despite that!)

i think that’s a feeling every artist struggles with at some point. you love art, you love making art, and it’s immensely frustrating when that suddenly doesn’t work out despite all the effort you’ve been putting in. and then you start to lose motivation, question yourself and everything you’re doing, and it’s a vicious cycle that’s really hard to break out of. so what can we do?

well, here’s a thing. let’s call it the productivity branch.

i feel like my own creative cycles are very seasonal. not in the sense that my creativity depends on the season, but rather that my creativity itself goes through different seasons.

  • spring: new ideas, motivation, productivity still low 
  • summer: lots of ideas and very productive
  • autumn: still productive drawing leftover ideas, but new ideas are harder to come by. and then 
  • winter: nothing. art-block. lack of ideas, everything-sucks-syndrome, no motivation, the creative part of my brain is basically hibernating

that’s you up there. you’re in a creative winter right now. and without any inspiration or motivation it’ll be hard to find a way to cross that gap over to a new spring (pls bear with the cheesy analogies). and if your cut yourself off from inspirational influence you might start to think that, hey, this isn’t so bad. i mean, who needs spring right? just means you have to do things. be active. yikes. winter’s pretty chill. haha. 

but don’t do that. it’ll come around and bite you at some point, because that lack of motivation and activity might start to seep into other parts of your life, not just the creative one, and you don’t want that.

so! when you don’t have ideas and motivation to create, then don’t create. but instead make an effort to inspire yourself. inspiration entails motivation (and vice versa).

  • read books, short stories, poems, science articles, anything
  • go on walks, explore your surroundings, if affordable maybe even go somewhere farther away
  • let people tell you stories
  • listen to new music
  • try things you haven’t done before (deliberately break old habits)
  • go through other people’s inspiration blogs
  • collaborate with a friend
  • get really invested in something, talk to others about it
  • watch movies, animated shorts, documentaries 
  • or speedpaintings and art tutorials
  • try different techniques, or new brushes
  • look at art that’s so inspiring that you can’t believe you’re still just sitting there not drawing anything yourself
  • and most importantly, be receptive. take in the world around you, rearrange it in your head, and draw whatever you end up with. that’s the core of what creativity is

think about what you want to achieve. make your friends smile? draw something really cool you can print out and hang up in your room? touch people’s hearts? deliver a message? whatever it is, and however small or inconsequential it might seem, keep it in mind. it’s your light at the end of the tunnel.

if want to keep drawing for the sake of muscle memory while you’re still looking for your inspiration: 

  • illustrate your daily activities
  • draw a random shape or find one in a photo (clouds are ideal for this) and turn it into a character or object
  • pick different pictures and combine elements from each of them into one drawing
  • do plain ol’ studies 
  • basically don’t try to come up with things completely from scratch. find something to work with and go from there. that will save you the mentally draining task of coming up with a subject, so you can start actively drawing right away

if you still can’t make yourself pick up a pen, make a schedule. train your brain to turn its creative gears at a specific time of the day, make that a habit. do it for pavlov

approach drawing with the awareness that what you create might suck, especially when you’re out of practice, but this doesn’t mean that it will always suck, and it doesn’t mean you suck. if you learn to dissociate your current creative achievements from your worth as a person and your future potential you will get back to work a lot easier, improve faster, and be more resistant to setbacks. 

find something that makes it worth the effort of working through the frustration. 

you might need to try a lot of different things because everyone copes with this differently, and even when a method worked once that doesn’t mean it always will. so start trying! you can only find inspiration if you start looking for it. 👍

anonymous asked:

I have no objections with people liking Nesta but I don't understand why people would ever want Cassian to get with a woman like Nesta. He deserves someone better than anyone that is set on demeaning him. He is lighthearted and a good person. He deserves better.

Sigh…you got me in quite a mood dear anon so deep breath and rant ahead.

You have been warned.

So…I never understood the concept of love being a reward for someone’s ‘good’ form, character or behavior. And I am not even going to get into the whole glamorization of love as an emotion and the concept that is something solely good and pure and only ‘good’ people and certain ‘characters’ and ‘snowflakes’ experience it or should experience it.

I will stand on something different though.

People are not objects and trophies and prizes that one should get for being good and for deserving ‘better’ (and BTW, I will get to that too in a while).

Relationships are not about deserving and about perfection and about what works on paper. Relationships can come in many forms and bonds and it is about people that find something in someone else and then they work through their shit (and in this case both Nesta and Cassian have a lot shit to work through) because they care enough to make their relationship work. Because you get to fall in love for many reasons and you get to love the flaws and the imperfections. You get to like a person because you are attracted to them for whatever reason logical or illogical. Because they intrigue you. Because of lust or intense emotion. Because they take you by surprise. Because romance usually is about personal conflict and growth and collision. Because in fiction this brings drama and it is interesting for many people especially when it includes complicated characters with many layers and depth that help each other’s characterization progress and development in many ways.

But hey. I get not liking a character or a ship. It is your prerogative. You might not like the chemistry of two characters. You might not get it. You might be allergic to it. You might not care for it. You might not understand it. You might hate it. You might not be able to tolerate the story or a character or a concept. It is your right. I am not here to dictate to you what to like and what not to like. Something is not your cup or tea and your personal taste is different from that of another person. Different strokes for different folks and all that.

But here you are in my ask box. I get not liking a ship but why would you come to the blog of someone that likes it with such comments? What do you gain? Stick to your lane and ship and let others ship.

Also…seriously…I am in awe.

You are here to tell me that the half a millennia winged Illyrian Fae warrior who is basically a LORD OF FREAKING WAR that is leaving mountains of corpses in the battlefields and has been shedding blood for centuries is not deserving of a 20-22 year old woman with limited experience that she is just start beginning to understand what life is after leading a very restricted and limited one. This is what you are telling me right? That the man that brings horror and is capable and able to bring nations to their knees and is known by the freaking Bone Carver as the Lord of Bloodshed is not deserving of a …young girl while he is the winning prize in the lottery for Nesta. Am I getting this right?

The superficial way people view certain characters astonishes me.

Cassian is not a ray of sunshine and not an innocent lighthearted and most of all balanced person. Cassian is one of my most favorite characters in the acotar series (Top Five easily). But he, as many characters of the book, is a grey character that can often be amoral. You don’t get to become THE General of the Night Court and the commander of the Illyrian forces and part of the Inner Circle by being solely moral and good and …nice.

Cassian is dangerous. Like Alpha Male dangerous. He is an experienced man. An experienced OLD man. The fact that he looks hot and young and is energetic with a six pack does not change his age or his position in life or who he is. And if you put that in contrast with a young girl with Nesta’s history that has not even traveled the world yet -while this was her dream- then who ‘deserves’ who can become a very long argument.

Cassian is indeed a good man but he is carrying a load of crap and baggage on his shoulders. He is over half a millennia old. He is a FREAKING GENERAL from crying out loud. The fact that he cracks jokes and is supportive of his family and friends does not take away all the blood he had shed or the scars that has left on him (and he will bring those scars to whatever relationship he enters). It does not take away that the bone carver called him the Lord of Bloodshed. Cassian is a killer. A professional one at that. No matter how noble he is (and he is) that does not change that it takes a certain kind of bloodthirsty savageness and mindset to rise to where he is now. Cassian views fighting and cutting through people as if it is an art. He walks hand in hand with death. He commands the Illyrian forces of the Night Court.

For centuries he is mixed to a dysfunctional emotional triangle with both of his best friends in a way that hurts one of his two brothers -because this is what Azriel is for him- and he is in a complicated mess with Morrigan. He has codependency issues with Morrigan, Rhysand and Azriel. He has shown to have suicidal tendencies (add homicidal to that too). He is not all sunshine and charm and jokes. He goes to the battlefield to kill and to count the dead and inform their families. It takes a certain kind of heart and soul and violence to wage war. To kill people. To do that for half a millennia. He is feared and terrifies his enemies. He has self esteem issues and even depression signs (as surprise surprise so does Nesta). He is haunted by ghosts of the past. He is afraid of commitment. He is menacing. He has sent monsters into the prison of the Night Court. He is ready to cut through his enemies like butter or condemn them to an eternity of imprisonment.

He has lived lifetimes. He has experience both on the light side of life and the dark side of life.

Say what you like about Nesta and her behavior but in the end she is just a..girl. She is not experienced with life or men for that matter. She has been sexually assaulted and sheltered. She wanted to travel but did not got a chance. She is very young and thrown in a life and nature she had not wanted. How old is she really? 20-22? And for you a 22 year old -tops- girl with limited life experience does not deserve a 500+ years old man because that man is somehow an optimist and an extrovert and so good? You are seriously going with that right now?

Because Cassian needs to be coddled and a bitch like Nesta is not a good fit for …him? Because a man needs …deserves…as sweet woman as a reward right? Because a woman has to apologize for everything in her character and become less so to fit the needs of a man because of what he deserves and if not then…she does not deserve him. (My mind’s wires are short cutting right now I kid you not).

If anything it would be more healthy for Nesta to not get involved with a man like Cassian until she has some decades at least on her back and a lot more experience.

Many people say that Nesta is mean with Cassian. And she has bitter outbursts with him that is for sure true up to an extent but no one ever pointed out how Cassian when he first met Nesta had already formed an opinion over her as if he had the right to do so only because his new friend (which he barely really knew) told him (mostly alluded) some things that did not involve him in any way. From the very start Cassian had judged Nesta and played judge and jury with her and had condemned her without even exchanging a word with her. Not even Rhysand that was Feyre’s mate did that.

Nesta was right to tell him that “You know nothing about who I am, and what I’ve done and what I want.

Why wouldn’t Nesta be hostile with him? The guy has boundaries issues. And was quick to judge her. He is a centuries years old persistent (borderline obsessed) Fae male that …can’t stay away. Romance aside let us not start glamorizing certain people and acting as if Cassian is perfect. He is not. He has flaws. There are no saints and sinners in this equation. Nesta has not treated Cassian right all the time but Cassian has not always treated Nesta right either. And if we take their character traits into account this was bound to happen.

Yes Nesta is an asshole. But guess what? Cassian is an asshole too. He taunts, he mocks, he insults, he provokes, he uses his sexual experience as a weapon of choice, he intimidates, his uses his body as a way to make others step back, he throws tantrums, he hides behind jokes, he is reckless, he is hard. In the first sign of true intimacy he backs down and alienates people. He has been all those things with Nesta. He originally was surprised and even took offense because Nesta ignored his good looks for crying out loud. Cassian even in Wings and Embers tried to intimidate her while he barely knew her. A human 22 year old girl that could crash with his little finger while he could tell that she had no experience in physical combat or men. He used his nature, his body, his words to make Nesta less of who she was. To make her feel uncomfortable. His game was less than honorable back then. And when that did not work his infatuation started to run deeper and they both entered a game of push and pull and love-anger/hate and bickering and…understanding.

That does not make him a bad person. He is a good man. A messed up mortally grey good man with honor. In the same way Nesta is also a good woman.  A messed up angry woman with a moral code that for getting to see you need to watch past the surface. A woman that got inspired by Feyre’s and Cassian’s honor and made Cassian proud. A proud woman that has made mistakes but is learning from them and tries to better herself with actions. Something that Cassian sees and respects and maybe even has also done in his long life because everyone starts from somewhere and faces difficulties and trauma in different ways and learns and grows and moves on.

Nesta grew up with the same superstitions Feyre grew up when it came to Fae people. Do you remember how Feyre herself acted with the Fae at the very beginning before she grew to know them? And yet Nesta allowed Fae men to get into her home. Nesta’s interest when it came to Cassian himself surpassed her prejudices before she was even thrown to the Cauldron and turned to High Fae herself.

Nesta was traumatized after been thrown in the Cauldron. And so was Cassian when he had his wings shredded… but he could not stay away from Nesta despite the boundaries she was trying to put between them. It was his choice to go over to her over and over again despite being rejected. No one from the fandom ever speaks of the trauma Nesta had been subjected too and how Cassian’s needs should not surpass her needs over this. But sure.. Nesta is mean so Cassian’s needs must go first. But just maybe this is not about romance or about what a man deserves. This is not about Cassian getting to feel better. And yet somehow this is what it all ends up too.

Introvert vs Extrovert. Young age vs Old age. Man vs Woman. A man that has lived his life to the fullest vs a woman that has not yet lived. Who deserves who.

Does Cassian deserve Nesta? Does Nesta deserve Cassian?

In my opinion who deserves who is a bullshit argument to make for this sort of subject. I can give you a dissertation of why Cassian does not deserve Nesta too. Or why he does deserve her. And vice versa for the other way around.

Truth is that in my opinion they complete each other. It is not just opposites attract. Cassian found an equal in Nesta despite their differences (that are many). Mentally and intellectually they are equal and similar even.

Blade and fire made flesh. Death made flesh. They fit each other.

Cassian is a killing machine and Nesta now holds death in her fingertips. While Cassian always walked in death. But more so aside those parallels that mirror each other they also click as characters.

Cassian shares the same values with Nesta. The same need to protect others. Nesta kept saying how she wanted to help families and children. Cassian has the same view point with her. It is in his very core the need to protect others and this was in the end what Nesta was ready to sacrifice herself for.

Nesta that is so cold on the outside because she feels everything more intense than any other in the inside. Cassian that is so easy going on the outside because he is broken in the inside. Nesta that uses cruel words as a shield. Cassian that uses jokes as an armor. Nesta that hides her emotions and vulnerabilities. Cassian that does the same in different ways. Nesta that is afraid to let others in. Cassian that observes everything both in the battlefield and outside of it. Nesta that scares people. Cassian that is not and could never be afraid of her. Cassian that intimidates people. Nesta that refuses to be intimidated by him. Nesta that throws insults. Cassian that throws tantrums. Cassian that turns his pain to playfulness and his weakness to anger and battle. Nesta that does not allow anyone to see her as weak and turns her rage to ice and her pain to faux indifference and hostility. Cassian that gets his power from his warrior nature and training. Nesta that wants to be empowered and get agency in different ways. Cassian that leans to order and anarchy. Nesta that leans to order and freedom. Nesta that is now the emissary of the Night court. The bridge of the human world with the Fae world trying to balance an understanding between two worlds. Cassian that is always trying to create an understanding between the Illyrians and the rest of High Fae and the man that becomes a bridge when he has a death count in paper and has to inform all the families of the lost. Nesta that her power is now connected with death. Cassian that has been walking in death. Nesta that is too serious. Cassian that is too aloof. Nesta that is too proud and disdainful and willful. Cassian that is arrogant and cocky and prideful. Nesta that is all about manners and propriety. Cassian that is insolent and all about wrecking buildings. Cassian that is serious when needs to be and Nesta that needs to relax and laugh more. Nesta that prefers a book and solitude and Cassian that in silent moments shows a more grounded version of himself. Cassian that people overlook his intelligence. Nesta that people overlook her humanity. Cassian born in a world that does not value bastards. Nesta born in a world that does not value women. Nesta that does not let others in. Cassian that is not making any serious commitments and relationships. Nesta that is so afraid of what she feels for Cassian that prefers to keep him in arm’s lengths using insults and distance and Cassian that is so terrified of what he feels for Nesta that gets completely out of sync when she shows him tenderness and interest. Cassian, the Prince of Bastards, that wanted to find his place in the world and be a man with value despite his heritage and Nesta, the terrible Queen, that after loss and building emotional walls wanted to go out to the world and see what a woman could so and leave her mark in the world. Nesta and Cassian that both dream of a better more equal world for bastards, children and women. The same coin from different sides.

And really this is not about a competition. You do not fall in love with someone that is perfect for you in theory. You get to fall in love with …people. With imperfect people. You get to love them exactly due to those imperfections that make then unique. I cannot stress enough that this is not a matter of what someone ‘deserves’. It is about what someone feels. It is about what makes a heart tick. It could be the most weird combination. It could be insane. And volatile. And easy going or difficult until it aches. In the end it is all about understanding and Nesta and Cassian can understand each in a deep level that is mostly instinctual at this point. It is lust and attraction and sexual tension (like …seriously!) and struggle (because nothing that is worth it comes easy in life) and it is understanding and feeling and silent communication and attraction in all levels.

And guess what… Cassian deserves this. He deserves a person that won’t use him as a sexual object so to get out of predicament and then use him as a shield against his best friend and create conflict in him and in the relationships that define him. Cassian deserves a person that won’t be afraid to stand up against him and with him. That won’t be charmed by his superficial sexiness and distractions. That will be an equal to him. That will shout to him miles away to get him out of danger and he will hear that voice calling him to safety. Cassian deserves a touch. Deserves to fall in love. To have a person that can see when he is hurt. Cassian deserves to get a chance with the woman he is choosing to fight with him and die with him and the woman that he is ready to search to the other life just so to have a chance with her and not regret not spending time with her. The woman that when he in bleeding and unconscious he will try to defend till his last breath. The woman that has a name that he keeps hearing in the wind. Cassian deserves a person that can see beyond his facade. Nesta that understands how dangerous and how noble Cassian is because he sees what others don’t. Because he sees beyond the surface. Because he sees who truly Nesta is. And who Nesta is is someone that Cassian not only wants but would be damn lucky to have. A woman that will stand up next to him and won’t allow anyone to offend him and she won’t judge him for his past. A woman that will surprise him. A woman that will shield him with her body against death itself. A woman that will try to carry him away from danger. And if she can’t help him she will stay with him till the end. She won’t run. She won’t lie. She won’t be dishonest. She won’t see him as a charity case. She will stay for the good and the bad and for hell itself. Cassian has been a bastard that had found family to the inner circle of the Night Court and friends and family but something has always been missing. A sense of true belonging. To have someone stay with him as the world burns and protect him as he protects others. To have someone truly understand him and use honest actions instead of words. Yes Nesta and Cassian are in a clash of wills but also in a clash of hearts.

But sure thing. Cassian surely does not deserve this and I do not get why people like Nesta and Cassian as a ship either.

anonymous asked:

omg, i never want you to stop writing!!! your scenarios are so good <3 could i request a neighbor wonho au?!

it was his birthday and im a bit late,,,but here take this neighbor au as my apology monbebe’s ;;~

  • such a good, wholehearted person that like recycles and cleans up trash around the apartment complex and makes sure that kids don’t cross the street on a red light if they’re not with their parents
  • has the heart of a soft angel but the muscles,,,,,,of like an champion athlete but that makes it even better instead of a friendly giant he’s a friendly,,,,,,,,strong person LOL
  • the older ladies are always so shocked to see wonho at the neighborhood farmers market on the weekends but there he is. buying some organic lettuce and honey or something,,,,,maybe a new potted plant for his kitchen
  • his apartment is really pretty,,,,like he keeps it really clean and he has this light blue color scheme going on
  • but also,,,,,,,,has like a liquor cabinet and if he rolls up his sleeves you’ll be shocked to see tattoos covering his arm,,,,,pretty flowers and hangul quotes,,,,,,things like that
  • isn’t it amazing how he’s own like fifty pound weights but also mason jars full of four-leaf clovers he’s found like what???? a great mix 
  • and you don’t really talk to him or know much about him, aside from the fact that you once thought his tattoos were cool from afar 
  • so when you end up outside of your apartment building late at night, you’re actually trying to wash some graffiti off the side of the building 
  • you’re shocked when you hear someones voice fo “oh, let me help!”
  • and you turn to see wonho there, who looks like he’s just coming home from the gym. he drops his bag and takes on of the rolls of paper towel you have with you
  • and you’re like,,,,,,well you’re like “oh you don’t have to help-”
  • but he smiles, and you see how handsome he is up close with straight white teeth and sparkling eyes
  • and he’s like “good neighbors should keep the apartments clean together!!”
  • but see the problem isn’t actually that he’s helping you the problem is,,,,the reason you’re cleaning off the graffiti isn’t because you wanted to do your part in society,,,,,,,,,
  • it’s because that was an old piece of yours and now you wanted to draw over it
  • so it’s a bit awkward standing there with this prince-like neighbor of yours happily scrubbing away your art and,,,,,when you’re both done he goes “let me help you carry all of this back to your apartment!!” 
  • and you panic a bit because he goes for your backpack (which is ofc, full of spray paint cans) and you’re like wAIt,,,but it’s too late because wonho picks up the bag and
  • out comes the cans, tumbling to his feet out of the open bag and you’re like “um - u m”
  • and wonho looks at them, then you, then the clean wall and it clicks in his head and you’re like
  • “listen - i never said i was cleaning it as a service to the neighborhood-”
  • but wonho puts up his hand and he’s like “it’s ok,,,,,,” and you’re like “well im just going to take-” and you reach out for the bag
  • but suddenly it’s dangling over your head as wonho holds it up and you’re like UM HOW ARE YOU STRONG ENOUGH TO HOLD THAT IN ONE HAND WHAT THE-
  • and he’s like “ill return it, but first you need to promise me something”
  • and you’re like what in the world is he going on about but when you try to jump up for your bag wonho is like “nope, promise me first”
  • and you’re like Fine ok WHAT and he’s like “whatever you graffiti, it isn’t going to be offensive ok?” and you look at him and you’re like,,,,,i wasn’t planning on making it offensive
  • and wonho is like “i know,,,,,but please don’t make it vulgar either kids in the neighborhood shouldn’t have to-”
  • and you laugh a little because you’re like he really is one of those people that’s always looking out for others and wonho pouts because hey, he’s being serious
  • and you’re like “i would never graffiti something like that, my speciality is drawing animals,,,,i was thinking to do like a wolf or something!” and wonho is like “a scary wolf?” and you’re like no LOL a cartoony one im not a serious artist or anything
  • and wonho hands you back your bag and he’s grinning now because hey,,,,a cartoon is ok,,,,that sounds cute
  • and you’re like “you can stay and watch just in case” and you’re half-joking
  • but somehow he does stay and he’s actually kind of even interesting in how graffiti works and you’re like “well first is your outline, and then you color it in!” and you even pass him a can so he can help you out
  • and when you’re done it’s like a cute wolf cub sitting in some flowers 
  • and wonho is like “it’s so,,,,cute,,,” and you’re like “see, graffiti isn’t all that bad” and wonho is like “no, it’s fun!!! you really showed me a new side to it”
  • and you both go back inside the building but as you’re in the elevator wonho is like he looks down at his spray-stained hands and he’s like “not to annoy you anymore, but ,,,,,how do i get this off?”
  • and you giggle and you’re like “i know a method”
  • and you invite wonho over to your place and for someone so handsome and strong he becomes really shy and polite being in your house and it’s so adorable how he stands with his hands in front of him like a kid
  • and when you tell him to give you his hands so you can run them under the water first,,,,you notice his ears go red
  • and you’re like ???? he’S THE ONE THAt’s acting shY??? with a face and a body like that????
  • but it warms your heart tbh,,,,and once you get his hands all clean wonho thanks you with a bow and you’re like
  • as you walk him out into the hall you’re like “if i need help cleaning again, should i be ok with finding you?”
  • and wonho seems surprised at how forward you are, but then a smile settles in on his face and he’s like “yes!! today was fun but,,,,,,”
  • and you tilt your head in anticipation and wonho’s like “,,,,but you can also just find me to,,,,,hang out a bit more,,,,,,,,,and you know not graffiti in the middle of the night bUT only if you want!!” 
  • and you grin and are like “are you saying i could ask you out?” and wonho,,,,,at the word date just blushes again but shrugs his shoulders and is like “,,,,yes?”
  • and it’s cute you’re like “ill think about it!~” with a wink and wonho feels like someone just shot an arrow through his chest,,,,,,,,,,how are you doing this to him????? 
FIC RECS FOR THE SOUL

Hey you guys! (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧ I’ve thought of making a part two for my first ficrec and here it is! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this as much as I’ve enjoyed making this ficlist. Have a great time reading all these! Gives you more of a chance to fall in love with Victuuri even more! ╰(✿´⌣`✿)╯♡ As always, read the tags before reading because some might have some triggers, also, don’t forget to leave a kudos for the authors!

Dog People by stillmadaboutpetra

Yuuri thinks his life is progressing nicely. Good job. Nice apartment. Boyfriend? Nevermind: cheating ex boyfriend

His blackout drunken antics attract the young Olympic-gold level skater, Victor Nikiforov, who’s fled from skating in the middle of the season after fainting on the ice.

It all sounds very serendipitous but Yuuri wants nothing to do with men. Victor, desperate and running from his problems, promises that instead of a man, he’ll be Yuuri’s “pet” if that means he can stay with Yuuri for a little, citing that he has nowhere else to turn. Yuuri’s concerned that this shameless man who is willing to sacrifice his dignity so readily will get himself in trouble, so he accepts the offer with second-hand embarrassment.

This gambit lasts for all of two days before Yuuri finds himself teaching an ice skater how to dance off his blades, and Victor starts finding new reasons to stay in Japan.


Panta Rhei by Kashoku

This was a mistake. Viktor needed to somehow pry Yuuri off of him and leave the room immediately. Viktor was drunk, and Yuuri was so far beyond gone that there wasn’t even a word for it. But the alpha in Viktor was having an incredibly difficult time resisting the pungent scent of cherry blossoms and ocean that filled his nose. Viktor snapped.

They had been reckless.


Five Times Katsuki Yuuri Misses and “I love you” (and one time he doesn’t)
 by preciousbunnynoiz

Sometimes an I love you is missed by the person it’s directed at and Yuuri is hardly the most observant of people.


Fiance Tag by kissyuuri (weesynthpixie)

Yuuri knows they were celebrating….something. But he can’t remember what. All he knows is that he was drunk and that he’s going to kill Phichit because chances are Phichit started all of this. And there might have been some video recording?


of course it’s not like in the movies by luni

Yuuri didn’t know what he expected when having sex with Viktor Nikiforov stopped being a teenage fantasy and turned into reality.

One thing is for sure: it’s not like in the movies.


An Aviator’s Heart by Kagami_Sorako

Teenager Yuuri always thought his future would be on the ice. But it changed when one day he finds a dragon egg. Curious he brings it home and soon the dragon hatches and Yuuri finds himself inexplicably drawn to him. After Aoba and him are found out, they have to enter the Dragon Air Force and Yuuri has to proof himself to the other dragon captains, the Air Corps and the whole military, all the while having to care for a way too curious and intelligent dragon.

Eight years later Yuuri is a highly decorated officer and war hero and meets his long lasting Figure Skating Idol Viktor Nikiforov. After a lot of problems and confusion, Viktor and Yuuri grow closer. Everything could be perfect … if it weren’t for an overly possessive and jealous dragon who is not at all pleased at the idea of sharing his beloved captain and aviator with an insolent and ungrateful Figure Skater.


Well This Sucks by mayelisa

Over the past few hundred years, Victor Nikiforov has perfected the art of luring women (and the occasional man) into his arms for an evening of passion and blood lust. But when he targets an unsuspecting college student, he quickly finds out that his antiquated techniques won’t cut it in the modern world and he needs to rethink things.


Nothing Holding Me Back by smolyuuri

They’ve come back from a mission that almost costed Victor’s life. Yuuri is frustrated at Victor for allowing that to happen and gives him a reason to always stay safe.


moonrise by fan_nerd

Prince Katsuki and Crown Prince Nikiforov have been dancing around each other for many seasons. After several moonlit meetings, they finally decide to formalize a union.


all that glitters by fan_nerd

Victor keeps looking at his coach’s lips. He puts a hand to his chest in utter frustration. Yuuri is just so, so unfairly handsome, and this fact is slowly killing him.

Yuuri turns to him, pushing up his glasses and quirking an eyebrow at his Russian student. “What’s wrong?”

I love you desperately, he thinks.

Aloud, Victor says, “Oh, nothing.”


fawning by fan_nerd

Victor is sloppy drunk. Yuri Plisetsky snaps pictures of the silver-haired man unbuttoning his jacket.

“You see that guy?” Victor slurs, hiccuping around a fresh mouthful of champagne. “That’s…that’s the best guy in the world. Do you - mmm - do you think he would say yes if I asked him to dance?” After a pause, he belts out the GPF gold medalist’s name.

Yuuri turns with a tipsy smile.

The Japanese man is so handsome, and Victor, who’s currently wasted, is so screwed.


cover story by fan_nerd

Yuuri stares down at the person standing in the doorway. The stranger hisses, “Who do you think you are, anyways?”

Quickly, before he can really think about it, Yuuri responds, “I’m Victor’s boyfriend.”

It’s a lie, but the words feel good in his mouth, and for some reason, he doesn’t want to take them back.


Paperback by tachyarrhythmia

For Yuuri, managing a quaint, little bookstore in a far-off corner of a small town is everything he could have asked for. He earns well, the folks are not that much interesting, the coffee here is great, he has nice friends and he’s got an endless pile of books.

It’s enough to make him stay, despite the desolate and boring atmosphere; that is until the Newcomer comes along.


Healthy Impropriety by mtothedestiel

Victor is the wealthy master of the Nikiforov estate. At a society party he’s swept off his feet by the mysterious, suave, and very drunk Katsuki Yuuri.

 Victor aims to declare his love and secure Mr. Katsuki’s hand in marriage, but first he has to find him! 


Years of Dreams Just Can’t be Wrong by bisexualnikiforov

buddy it’s the yuri!!! on ice anastasia au that no one asked for but i’m writing anyway


ebony & ivory by wbtrashking (fan_nerd)

Yuuri jumps when someone hurries into the elevator, apologizing profusely.

The apartment complex is full of eccentrics, seeing as it’s only a few miles from the artistic center of town. It isn’t the first time that the concert pianist has run into someone who’s late for work, fussing with their hair, or adjusting the lapels of a suit. Yuuri taps out a rhythm to fill the silence, something original.

When he sees the silver-haired man pull out a notebook, he recognizes the handwriting. Notes had been slipped under his door in that loopy script for weeks now.

This handsome man is his upstairs neighbor.


starstruck by shizuoh

“Hold my son for a moment,” says the Viktor Nikiforov, live in the flesh, sweaty and panting.

“Wha—” Yuuri can’t even begin to comprehend what’s going on before Viktor is gone, and there’s a child in his arms.

(in which yuuri is a simple barista, viktor is a famous movie star, and yuri is an 8 year old kid stuck in the middle of it.)


Dear Mama by Ferrero13

In which Victor writes letters to his mother, who is fifty percent of his rationality and self-control.


Love by Ghost Hunting by FullmetalKarneval13

When Viktor gets into a slump, he meets the beautiful Yuuri at a bed and breakfast while on vacation.

(Basically a ghost hunting AU where ghosts love Viktor, and possessing Yuuri)


Intermission by thepurpleeyedone

Drabble series set between episodes as a kind of intermission. (Hence, the name.) The first one is set between episode 6 and episode 7. Yuri has just put on his first perfect performance, and understandably, he’s a little worn out and stressed. Victor, being the world’s greatest coach, rises to the occasion by providing him with some… distractions.


In the Cold of the Night by impolitecanadian

AU in which Yuuri never skated and instead is a small town cop with no idea who Victor Nikiforov, THE Victor Nikiforov, is until he arrests him for public intoxication. Meanwhile Victor is enamoured, and absolutely plastered.


Like a Fairytale by 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.“


Moving to New York by moya_lyubov

Artist Yuuri Katsuki lives in New York with his Best Friend Phichit.
After a drunken night out that Yuuri has no memory of, he starts to Paint the most Beautiful man he has ever dreamed of.
Only to realize that not only has he met this man, he has danced and laughed the night away with him.

Billionaire Victor Nikiforov, has made a living in the hotel business, owning the best hotels all around the world. His next one: New York.
Where he and his Best Friend/Business Partner Chris meet a Charming, Flirtatious and Mysterious man on a night out to celebrate the deal.


a Song for Your Heart by KenmaNyan (NarryEm)

It’s not an exaggeration when Yuuri says that he has had his eyes on Viktor ever since the singer debuted with a heartbreaking ballad that broke records at the tender age of 15. Now, with Yuuri at the ripe old age of 23 and Viktor, 27, they meet as talent and manager.


A Week Is Enough by BeautyButterBae

Yuuri asks Victor to become his boyfriend for a week.

Victor agrees.


constellations of me and you by theargonaut

He can’t look away from Viktor, even when he turns and catches him staring. Truth be told, he can never look away from Viktor. Not even in the beginning; surely, not in any dimension or attic of spacetime, could Katsuki Yuuri have ever looked away from Viktor Nikiforov. And when Viktor looks back at him, smiling, it’s all that matters to him.


rekindling by fan_nerd

Victor stands on Yuuri’s doorstep in the pouring rain with a bouquet of flowers. It’s the middle of the night. The tall man is out of breath, soaking wet, and his eyes are red.

Yuuri sighs, letting his ex-boyfriend in like the sympathetic fool that Victor knows he is. "What are you doing here?”

He hurries to catch his breath and reply, but his mouth is dry.

Victor doesn’t exactly have an answer to that question.


When the Sun Met the Moon by Birdieee

There are two kingdoms in the land. The first is the realm of the sun. It is a place of prosperity and growth, of peace and light. It is the realm of all things bright and beautiful. The second, less desirable kingdom, is the realm of the moon. It is a place of shadows and shrouded velvet, of secrets and hidden truths. The rulers of the two kingdoms are as distant as the stars themselves, yet the invisible thread of fate binds them together. What happens when the sun and the moon fall in love?


Gotta Like, Like Those Humans by Shermanshire

“I am going to like, like a human!” Were the exact words that Yuuri had said as a child. They were also the exact words Yurri kept with him for more than a decade later as a loveless vampire. After thinking his words were nothing more than fantasy Yuuri happens to meet the Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov. Now Yuuri has become a thirsty vampire whom’s human crush maybe even thirstier.


matched by bigspoonnoya

Viktor Nikiforov considers himself an excellent matchmaker, but there’s one love life he can’t seem to get right: his own.


ascent by kevystel

Viktor learns that a full week without Yuuri showing up at Yakov’s, all scraped-wire voice and double shot of whatever you have that helps people think, I have a paper to write and I haven’t slept since Saturday, please Viktor! is a good week for Yuuri. A very good week.

(magical coffeeshop dancer au)


sing, sweet nightingale by vityuu (nanahoney)

Once upon a time is how fairytales start.

Once upon a time would Yuuri’s sister say when he was tucked into bed, balancing a thick book on her knees.

Once upon a time would Victor’s mother say, with his father leaning against her, watching her with soft warmth; a fire one could touch without getting burned.

Once upon a time is how their story started, too.

Once upon a time, there was a boy who breathed life into Victor’s battered heart, surrounded with champagne and flickers of flame in his eyes.

Once upon a time, there was a man who took Yuuri’s breath away, even in the dark.

Once upon a time was different for them both.

But it brought them both exactly where they needed to be.


Tremble by krazyanimegirl

“I’m Yuuri.” Though his stutter was gone his blush wasn’t, which annoyed Viktor to no end. He extended his hand, which Satarou took far too quickly and shook far too long. Now there was definitely a weird feeling bubbling up in his stomach; but it wasn’t pain…it was something that just made Viktor want to wrap his hands around Satarou’s neck and pull his- and pull Yuuri away from him. Because the sight of someone else touching Yuuri, holding him- made Viktor tremble.

It was the unmistakable emotion of jealousy.


Our bodies won’t be the only things battling for dominance by hinatella

Victor is very confused, and, unsurprisingly, very gay.


I’ve got a raging [redacted] and the cause is the sound of your laughter by hinatella

Yuuri is trying to cope with the fact that he has to work with an ex-villain, and here’s a list of ways not to do that.


I can be your devil or your angel, baby by hinatella

Yuuri Katsuki didn’t ask for any of this, and he’s starting to question all of his life choices that lead up to this cursed moment.


Cool Patrol by PandorasBox (AdriannaRhode)

“Well the way I see it, there are two options,” said Phichit, “We can buy booze at the grocery store and go back to someone’s hotel, or we can find a bar and have a few drinks there.”

Yuuri, who had been hovering at the back of the group, seemed to perk up at the idea of drinks.

“Why not both?”

(A companion piece to “The Yuri Katsuki Support Group”)


The Yuri Katsuki Support Group by PandorasBox (AdriannaRhode)

yuri katsudon: UNLESS I AM VERY MUCH MISTAKEN
yuri katsudon: WHICH IS NOT OUT OF THE QUESTION AT THIS POINT
yuri katsudon: VICTOR NIKIFOROV IS ALSEEP ON MY FLOOR

(aka The Entire First Season of Yuri!!! On Ice as told by The Great Figure Skating Group Chat)


The Devil Wears Gucci by Multiple_Universes

Christophe Giacometti watched the new interviewee walk out of Victor’s office. Everything about him was wrong from the clothes and the haircut to his general attitude and walk. At the same time there was something naïve about him and Chris was prepared to bet that he’d just graduated from college. “Who is that sad little person?” he asked Victor. “Are we doing a before and after piece I don’t know about?”


good morning, you by forev

He looks into the mirror, and almost faints. Almost straight up passes the fuck out.
Because there, staring back at him, is Victor mother-effing Nikiforov. He feels like he might die.

-

or; there can never be enough bodyswap fics, so here’s another


Put the Cameras away! by JackalopeQueen

Viktor didn’t like this he didn’t like this one bit. But this was his mate’s decision after all and whatever his beautiful mate wanted he got.


Long Night by thicctor-nikiforov (trashbambi)

Viktor made his way back to his bed after a midnight trip to the bathroom, he was stopped in the hall outside his room by the sound of a faint moan floating through the closed door to Yuuri’s. His thin brows furrowed and he moved closer to the door, thinking Yuuri might be in pain from overworking himself during practice that day.


vanity plate by KatsukiYuurisTrophyHusband (spookyfoot)

Victor turns, frowns at the license plate, and murmurs,“maybe I went too subtle.”

But he rallies and looks at Yuuri, so smug that Yuuri wants to kiss it off his face, “and you said,“ Victor affects a voice that sounds like Yuuri’s second cousin who’s eaten too many chili peppers, “‘Vitya, you’ve never been subtle in your life.’”

Yuuri crosses his arms in front of his chest, unimpressed, “there’s subtle and then there’s incomprehensibly cryptic.”

Victor is undeterred, “Yurio will get it. He uses Instagram.”

//

“What the fuck does that say?” Yurio growls.

Victor pouts, "does no one appreciate genius anymore?”

“No one appreciates you, there’s a difference.”
______________

Or: No one understands Victor’s new license plate.


with a love this deep by lazulisong for kevystel

There’s two types of dates Victor and Yuri go on in St. Petersburg. Yuri likes them both.


you’re like heaven to touch by lazulisong

“Is this because I let you watch American movies as a child,” says Yakov flatly. “The ones where the popular boy gives his coat to the pretty girl?”

Victor puts up both eyebrows in a delicately mocking gesture that was unbearable when he was a fey creature of sixteen and makes Yakov yearn to clip him around the ears now, when he’s twenty-eight. “'Let’ me?” he says.


in any place you’ll allow by lazulisong for dadvans

Yuri’s in preheat and Victor is going crazy. More crazy.


made from love by alykapedia

“Then just stop trying to make a baby when you have sex!”

Yurio finally screams, a month after Yuuri’s third heat off contraceptives and the pregnancy test comes out negative.

“Maybe the baby’s having performance anxiety with all the pressure you idiots are putting on it! Just have sex like you normally do and maybe you can finally get knocked up!”

(Or: In which a certain percentage of baby acquisitions are not at all accidental.)


Of Drunken Viktors and Lost Umbrellas by annabeth for shadesofhades

Yuuri and a drunk Viktor walking under the same umbrella in the rain.


Toe the Line by forochel

Yuuri wears a dress, steps on Viktor, gets done just right.

*

The other, however, Yuuri has free — eyes still locked with Viktor’s, he shifts his weight, lifts his free foot. Lets the punched out gasp Viktor relinquishes go straight to the pooling heat in his groin and low in his spine, when he sets his foot delicately to the bulge stretching the fine silk of Viktor’s dress pants.


Cold by JoeyChanSan

Despite having been living in Hasetsu with Yuuri for several months already, it wasn’t the first time the russian skater found himself staring outside the window of his bedroom comparing his native country’s weather to Japan’s.


The Boy and the Knight by Yuripaws

Ser Viktor Nikiforov would never notice a lowly squire like Yuuri Katsuki.

Knight/Medieval AU

Alternately Titled: I Don’t Know What I’m Doing But I Sure Do Enjoy Game Of Thrones


Quite The Exquisite Creature by wildenessat221b

Lord Feltsman’s gatherings were always despairingly dull.

Well… Mostly.


What Friends Are For by Trickster_Angel

Yuuri and Phichit don’t normally swear. But college life makes the word ‘fuck’ just so fucking relevant. Not to mention, it’s hard to be a normal college student when you’re a world class figure skater with an obvious crush that all your friends know about and make fun of you for. That just makes it twice as fucking fun.
Seven times Yuuri and Phichit made each other swear plus two times they made others swear.


256 Allan Hall by Lukesnotpunk

“So how did Georgi meet this girl?” Yuuri found himself asking. Victor immediately groaned, and Yuuri felt bad for asking.
“They literally met on move in day, and she lives on the first floor! They’re acting like they’re so in love that they have to spend every moment together, and it has to be in our room because her roommate is ‘evil’ but come on, man. Calm down,” Victor complained, wildly gesturing with his hands to show his annoyance. Yuuri laughed at the way that Victor was completely over exaggerating his movements, and Victor smiled at him. Yuuri had to push thoughts of how beautiful Victor was from his mind again, though it seemed at this point to be a losing battle.

Or, Phichit and Yuuri live down the hall from Victor and Georgi, and Georgi keeps kicking out Victor to “hang out” with his new girlfriend. And maybe Yuuri thinks Victor is pretty cute, but he isn’t going to tell him or anything, no, that would make things weird. Right?


Beautiful by ipona

Yuuri Katsuki lives in the same apartment building as The Most Beautiful Man in the World, but somehow he only manages to run into him when he’s a complete mess.

AU where they’re not ice skaters, basically just a story of Yuuri and Viktor falling in love.


La Rambla Beneath the Moon by themaelstromwrites

“Viktor gapes in wonder at the sight of his fiancé moving without inhibition, not out of inebriated unrestraint but as though caught up in the passion of the art. Yuuri is creating music with his body in a way Viktor could never have imagined. He steps forward, past the line of onlookers, starstruck by the raw emotion of this performance as it spontaneously becomes. Yuuri glimpses him, and lights up with the most radiant smile Viktor has ever seen, and Yuuri pulls him into the center of the circle before drawing back and bidding that he chase –”

Or, what happens in Barcelona the night of the Grand Prix Final.


You Set My Heart on Fire by whelvenwings

Everyone has a soulmate. And everyone sees any marks on their soulmate’s skin appear on their own body; it starts with the first marks, drawn on by the midwife at birth. Not everyone is lucky enough to have a soulmate who replies, but Yuuri does, and he knows that he should feel fortunate - however, when he’s trying to make a living as a small-time painter, and his soulmate is the famous artist, Viktor Nikiforov… well, it seems slightly less than fortunate. Yuuri can’t help but feel self-conscious. So self-conscious, in fact, that he’s never even shown Viktor his face, never let Viktor hear his voice. The only way that they’ve spoken is through ink, writing message after message to each other on their skin - but that’s all about to change. 


The Song Inside of Me by cutthroatpixie

After years of playing and composing, Viktor ends up halfway around the world in search of inspiration. Perhaps the missing piece he needs isn’t too far from where he ends up.


Maybe Baby. by IllyasJames

Yuuri always gets a few extra pounds in the off season and since he knows Victor don’t really mind he’s less conscious about it. Still there are days Victor sees Yuuri rub his hand over his stomach as if he’s not happy with it.
He just never thought the reason could be what it is.

This is not a A/B/O story, this is canon continued.


Phallus by rosesandmoredance for all_those_big_ass_trees

Based on a true story friends. Viktor is an extra millionaire and loves art. He loves to show off his art. And uh, Mayor Feltsman is not impressed.


of paperback novels and several loud screeching noises by katsusin

Yuuri Katsuki: lonely bookstore owner

Victor Nikiforov: lonely author.

Phichit Chulanont: everybody’s favorite meddling best friend.


Setting Sun by LittleLostStar

Canon-divergent AU. Just before he skates at the Hot Springs On Ice, Yuuri receives a photo of his drunken GPF banquet antics; consumed with humiliation over a night he can’t remember, he loses the competition. Victor goes back to Russia with Yurio, and Yakov comes to train Yuuri in Japan. One night, frustrated and miserable, Yuuri posts some personally relevant song lyrics on Instagram—and wakes up the next morning to find that Victor has posted lyrics that seem to be a reply.

With the world watching their every move, Victor and Yuuri begin trading lyrics in a secret conversation; from playful rivalry to intense seduction, through Savage Garden and San Fermin, their virtual affair unfolds, hidden in plain sight. But the Grand Prix approaches, bringing with it newfound opportunities for Yuuri’s career, and his new life hinges on two things: winning the gold, and staying away from Victor.


i feel we’re close enough (i wanna lock in your love) by JMonCheri

Viktor is having an existential crisis.

So what does he do? He makes three promises:

1.) To never let his superhero life get in the way of his personal one

2.) To try and get him and Yuuri together, even if Viktor’s balls turn nonexistent whenever he tries to tell Yuuri that he likes him

3.) To never let his guard down around his rival superhero, Eros

Surprise surprise, Viktor breaks all three of them.


A Lifetime to Perfect by BrinThePuffling

Yuuri dreamed of meeting his soulmate for as long as he could remember. Imagined a grand romantic fairytale. Life, he learns, is rarely like dreams.


No Sound Sweeter Than Your Laughter by BrinThePuffling

Meeting your soulmate was supposed to be effortless. Soulmarks made it easier than ever to find the one (or ones) you were destined to be with. If only soulmarks could do anything to prevent misunderstandings.


The Two Mr. Nikiforovs by bratinella

Secrets are normal in Viktor’s opinion. Yuuri shares his sentiments. Everyone has secrets they keep from others and he knows even Yuuri has some just as Viktor has. He is very grateful to have trust and understanding between them and Viktor allows his husband to maintain his privacy just as Yuuri gives Viktor his own.

Which lies in the problem.


A Sudden Drop by preciousbunnynoiz

Even with couples who communicate well accidents can occur.

Basically Victor and Yuri fuck up and Yuri ends up dealing with subdrop

Mentions of smut but this is mostly exploring the side of BDSM that involves communicating with your partner away from sexual situations. Especially when things go wrong.


Beg For It by softpureboy

Yuuri has a sinful daddy kink and likes to torture Victor.


Soothing the Savage Beast by preciousbunnynoiz

Victor is in a foul mood and being an asshole to everyone. Yuuri isn’t upset so much as concerned until he figures out why. So he take Victor home to burn off some tension. 


be the hitch in your breath by alykapedia

The smart and responsible thing to do is to shake his head and say no. Send out a few messages to let people know that Viktor’s in his rut and they won’t be making it to practice any time soon, make sure they have supplies to last a week or so, and maybe ask Yurio to come over and get Makkachin.

But Yuuri does none of that because he’s kind of an idiot when it comes to Viktor.


Apartment by c000kiesandcream

Suddenly, his eyes darted sideways, and they latched onto Yuuri’s. He smiled, softly, and raised his voice slightly to introduce himself.

And Yuuri could not muster the courage to say a single word.


Stimulating Conversation by 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.


Seemingly Purrfect by IllyasJames

Some people snore, some people talk in their sleep, some people reenact fight scenes, and apparently some people can purr, when they are asleep.
This leaves the one awake wondering if they should pet them or not. At least that is what Victor would love to do if not for the fact Yuuri is snuggled way tighter than is good for his mood, and he’s scared he might wake him.


Michigan Weather (Isn’t so Bad) by esutonia

“Good morning, I’m Victor Nikiforov, here with your daily forecast. It’s shaping up to be a chilly day of yet another volatile week, let’s take a look at our satellite radar. Hamburg at 14, Ann Arbor at 16, Essex at 10—”

His voice (oh God, even his voice sounds like an angel’s) worms its way into Yuuri’s head, and he wonders what his regular voice sounds like, what it’d sound like in the—

“You’re thirsty for the weatherman, aren’t you?” Phichit waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “I don’t suppose I deserve a thank you?”


Komorebi by cosmiceleste

They’re in each others arms when Yuuri looks up at Viktor and smiles, nuzzling closer to his chest and asking himself how he became so lucky to be with him.

Viktor asks himself the same thing.


Baby Blue Prince by Daughter of Vayu (aquaregia)

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.


All Eyes on Me by 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.


over and over by Ceta

Hours later - Victor belatedly remembered that there was such a thing as time zones when he woke up to his phone vibrating by his ear - Yuuri sent back Hello(〃・ω・〃)

Victor read the text, stared, then buried his face into one of the couch pillows for all of four seconds before he fumbled with his phone and texted back.

Or; Victor meets Yuuri in a bathroom. They hit it off from there.


not gold like in your dreams by ebenroot

“Victor, you could have let some psychopath into your apartment.”

“Oh come on, he’s not a psychopath,” Victor chides. Christophe makes a gesture with his hand that says ‘are you seriously this naïve or are you drunk at work again?’.

“Victor, you don’t know that. You don’t know anything about him. Whose name am I going to give to the police or face I’m going to describe to the sketch artist when they find your body chopped up like Hannibal Lecter’s side dish?”

in which Victor and Yuuri are roommates and Yuuri has a secret


Red by Maiden_of_the_Moon

Dressed in little more than black gossamer, Eros had poised himself inside of his dressing room’s doorframe with a tube of lipstick between his painted fingers, the makeup’s ruddy tip already conformed to his lower lip. It was like watching the Cheshire reappear, one swipe of his smile at a time. He purred, Do you think, Mister Nikiforov, that if I tried very hard, I could make you redder than Russian Red’s namesake?


Sleep Deprivation by domokunrainbowkinz

Yuuri is very sleep deprived and his filter disappears. The silver-haired stranger with a cute dog finds it endearing.


Offer Me That Deathless Death by marihy

Yuuri was just trying to be a gentleman by walking the red-haired woman home.

He hadn’t meant to get whisked away by the top members of the Russian Mafia, he definitely hadn’t meant to get two of the most powerful men in the world trying to kill him, and he definitely definitely hadn’t meant to seduce the pakhan.

But now that he’s in this mess, he’s going to fight to the finish.


something so wholesome about you by crossroadswrite

It was supposed to be his year. He was supposed to-

Celestino stops talking and squeezes his shoulder. Yuuri looks up at him, opens his mouth to say something when someone says his name.

He freezes, holds his breath for a full second against the painfully familiar voice, not daring to hope. Then, very slowly, he turns towards the source, eyes going wide with disbelieve.

“Mari?”

(Or: in which Vicchan lives, Yuuri doesn’t quite fail and doesn’t quite get drunk, but manages to accidentally woo Victor Nikiforov anyway.)


For Future Reference by dia_dove

Anon asked:request: victor taking pictures/recording Yuri during their sexy time so that he can have them when he’s away.


When Life Gives You Lemons, Add Sugar by shereadsthestars

What could possibly be worse than getting stuck with a roommate you weren’t expecting?

Discovering that roommate is none other than Viktor f*cking Nikiforov.


To Boldly Go by xylophones

“Yuuri!” Viktor calls. “I’ve come to rescue you!”
Yuuri stares at him blankly. He gestures to the various unconscious space pirates with his recently discharged phaser.
“Oh, Captain,” he deadpans. “Save me.”

Or:

A year in the life of badass science officer Yuuri Katsuki, Captain Viktor “Team Mom” Nikiforov, and simultaneously the best crew and worst crew in Starfleet history.

(No prior Star Trek knowledge needed! It’s a loose AU!)


My Name On Your Lips by 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.


The Return of the Little Piggy by JMonCheri

Everybody had their regrets in college.

For the students, it was making fun of Katsuki Yuuri.

For Yuuri, it was letting himself become too stupid.

For Viktor, it was not doing anything.

_-_

Once there was a boy named Katsuki Yuuri, who was shy, loved to make clothes, had adorable smiles and was fatter than the usual average human being. Unfortunately for him, apparently being chubby wasn’t all that accepted in the norm back then. After numerous accounts of bullying, Katsuki Yuuri disappears for good.

Now years later, there is now a man only known as Y.K. Fashion tyrant, multimillionaire, professional cold-stare giver… and is trying his ultimate best to run away from his dark past, until a certain silver haired CEO of a certain rival company who went to the same certain college he went to back then decides to flat out entangle their fates together. Do both of them have anything to say for it? Sadly, no. No they don’t.


will you go to prom with me? by thishasbeencary

Viktor’s promposal for Yuuri had to be perfect. He knew Yuuri, though, and he knew that it couldn’t be extravagantly over the top, but it also couldn’t be a stereotype he pulled off of Google. It was harder than he expected it to be.
Also known as: Five ways Viktor considered promposing to Yuuri and one way he didn’t.


Private Show by moimiles

Chris had dragged Victor to an insane amount of strip clubs over the years, but that didn’t mean Victor expected to fall in love with a stripper.


Leather and Lazy Mornings by kiaronna

“Hey,” says Yuri Plisetsky, “you do realize that guy you’re throwing your tack box at doesn’t work here, right?”

“What do you mean?” Viktor questions. “He always grooms Makkachin for me, if Yakov demands I do something else and I don’t have time.”

“Your horses are smarter than both of you put together.”

Where Viktor is the reigning champion of English showmanship, but mostly just has a crush on the cute guy he always sees around the stables.


Baby, I’m Preying on You Tonight by cuttlemefish

Yuuri and Phichit registered and named the pet shop when they were drunk. They didn’t exactly expect it to become the most popular pet shop in Seattle. (It was only supposed to be a front to fund Phichit’s (undercover) animal rescue missions.) Enter Viktor Nikiforov, the man with the pink Cadillac and the giant brown poodle (that’s stolen Yuuri’s heart), and Yuuri might have lost his mind, because apparently he keeps flirting with a client – and he never even notices.


across our skin by thishasbeencary

When you’re born, you have the first words your soulmate says to you on your arm. When they say them to you, they turn red and you get another set of words that change your relationship with your soulmate. Viktor’s first set is in Japanese and he doesn’t understand, but the second is “Be my coach, Viktor”.

He has the second set for 10 years before he finally hears them.


anarchy for sale! t-shirts only ten dollars by KatsukiYuurisTrophyHusband (spookyfoot)

Because the universe is somehow both cruel and indifferent, Yuuri sees Victor again two days later in the lobby of his ballet studio. He’s just finished his advanced pointe workshop. His hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat, he’s painted with a full body flush, and he’s wearing a shirt Phichit custom ordered that says “Tastier Than Katsudon” in screaming neon orange.

“Hi Yuuri!” Victor’s beaming and blocking his only exit.
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A falling-in-love story told through questionable t-shirts.


Reasons Yuuri Katsuki Doesn’t Get Paid Enough by SkeletonKey

1. Having to yell at kids for skating like idiots
2. Explaining to parents of said kids why they were kicked off the ice
3. The horrifying smell of Phichit’s feet
4. Victor Nikiforov almost decapitating a 12 year old

In which Yuuri works as an Ice Guard with Phichit, and Victor is the stupidly attractive figure skater who tries to practice flying camels in the middle of crowded public sessions.


Welcome to Detroit Dental and Orthodontics by stanzas

Victor stops the car, turns off the engine, and Yuri rolls out the car with the attitude of every slightly inconvenienced teenager. Yuri flips his shades up, stares in disbelief at the sign in front of the well-manicured lawn squished between two old barber shops: DETROIT DENTAL AND ORTHODONTICS.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he says.

Or: Victor has a crush on his favorite shy, attractive dentist, and Yuri suffers.


Hurricane by yintsunami

“Yuuri was a hurricane: beautiful and destructive. He swept Viktor (and arguably half the skating world) off their feet and destroyed the ball room in the process. Reuniting with Yuuri had been… confusing. He was that anxious person once again. He was still beautiful, but less like a hurricane. He was timid comparatively.

Submissive.

Viktor had been very very wrong in that regard.”


The Game Has Only Just Begun by Seito

“Yuuri~! I’m home!”

Silence.

Victor blinked, before his blood grew cold. The box of chocolates fell out of his hands. He reached for phone, hitting speed dial.

There pinned to the wall was piece of Yuuri’s favorite jacket held in place by a knife. The gleam of moonlight reflected off the golden ring, Yuuri’s engagement ring tied to the end of the fabric. Cut into the wall, letters jagged and crooked, a note: 'We have your fiancée, Agent King.’

-.-.-

Or the Spy!AU no one asked for


Blue Roses and Golden Apples by RedxLipstick

After a whirlwind night Victor is sure he’s found his mate in one Yuuri Katsuki. But Yuuri doesn’t remember any of this? Worse still-how can Victor control his every alpha instinct screaming at him to claim his omega?

This story covers Victor and Yuuri meeting at the GPF banquet through the canon timeline, and beyond!


Cup of Tea by IllyasJames

The photographer sets the Danseur up for a blind date with one of his models.

Yuuri loves Phichit, really he does. It’s just that he rather just not be personal around people. So dates are just not his cup of things. Crushes, now those he can do. He kinda has had several.
And if all of them in one way or another resemble his first one, just means he has a type.


Proper Checkups and Physicals by PrussianVenom

Viktor makes good on his promise to “treat” Yuuri to a personal “nurse”


Stay by pensversusswords

Of all the ways the night could have ended, Yuuri would have never guessed that he would be in Prince Viktor’s bed with his royal highness asleep in his arms.


Whatever You Want by TreacherousGnome

Viktor had kissed him for all the world to see, but Yuuri can’t even work up the nerve to talk about it afterwards. He can’t put into words how badly he wants more; he can barely admit it to himself. It’s a good thing Viktor knows *just* how to build up his confidence.


Third time’s a charm by halesiias

When Victor falls in love, he falls faster than poor Alice down her rabbit hole, and this time without a miracle cake to solve all his issues.


What is, and what could be by kaizuka

A look into first meetings and second chances. Nothing will ever happen if you don’t at least try, starting off with a simple “hi”.


Espresso by withoutwingsx

Prompt- You kicked two guys out for being rude but turns out they were a couple and now everyone including your crush thinks you’re homophobic but you’re actually 100% homosexual
aka
Yuuri was not dealing with this shit today.


look into your eyes [and the sky’s the limit] by aeriamamaduck

Yuuri found himself ignoring the television, hyper-aware of his hand finding its way to the top of Victor’s thigh. He gave a slight press into the hard muscle, slowly making his way to Victor’s knee in a light stroke.

A long-fingered hand gracefully covered his, smooth and playful as they interlocked. “Oh right! It’s our day off tomorrow, isn’t it?”

He said it like it was a huge surprise. “Don’t act like you weren’t thinking about it,” Yuuri muttered, face reddening deeper even as his gut grew warm with anticipation, and his cheek still pressed against Victor’s shoulder.


an ever-fixed mark by TrumpetGeek

Yuuri is absolutely gorgeous. Viktor could write poems about the soft pink that paints his cheeks and nose. He could pen lyrics about the slope of Yuuri’s smile and the way he bites his lip to try to keep the laughter inside. The sparkle in Yuuri’s eyes would be enough to give hope to even the most lovelorn soul. The warmth of Yuuri’s body pressed against his and the bubbling heat of the feelings he induces in Viktor would be more than enough protection from even the harshest of Russian winters.

Yuuri laughs again and ducks his head, embarrassed, and Viktor covers his mouth with his hand because he thinks he may have said some of that out loud. Oops.


Wishin’ and Hopin’ by darlingholocene

“I know as well as you do that you’re a big romantic at heart, or you wouldn’t be the most requested wedding planner in New York City. Maybe it’s time you give the City a chance”.

Or, the one where Victor organizes weddings for a living but has never been in love, Katsuki Yuuri is a very stressed best man of honor, Chris wants Victor to pull a Jennifer Lopez and Yurio would very much like to be excluded from this narrative.


Unconventional by so_shhy

After freezing up in front of his idol at a comic con panel, Yuuri decides that he needs an awful lot of alcohol to get over the embarrassment. It is a decision he will regret.

The fandom AU I can’t believe I wrote, featuring movie star!Victor Nikiforov and fanfic author!Yuuri Katsuki.


Sonnet 116 by violetlolitapop

“Canst thou, o cruel! Say I love thee not,” Victor says with a deep, resigned sigh. “Do I not think on thee, when I forgot am of myself, all tyrant, for thy sake?”

“You are one of the biggest pushovers for this boy I have ever seen,” Mila comments from her seat next to him without even looking up from her clipboard.

Or:

In which the principal actor of the Shakespearean Cabaret theater troupe is ridiculously head-over-heels in love with their oblivious new cast member and everyone schemes to make his life hell.


Once You Go Greek by Defiant-Dreams (baterina_1234)

1) Go for what you want.

2) Make use of what you have.

3) Everyone in Alpha Kappa Omega is an asshole.

And then he meets Yuuri Katsuki. The more he gets to know Yuuri, the more Viktor finds that he’s no longer sure what he wants anymore and that might make him lose the best thing he’s ever had.

Or:

A fraternity fic wherein Yuuri and Viktor are in rival frats, but they fall in love anyway.


Past Present and Future by Inu_Sensei

Viktor picked up the twins and looked at the woman, “You look beautiful as ever” he said without thinking.

“T-thank you” she looked down… uhm… can I get my kids back?”

“You share the kids you know” Yakov panting behind her, “Stubbornness from their father and your stamina, not a good mix” said Yakov.


Turmoil. by IllyasJames

From all the things this was the last thing either Yuuri or Victor ever thought they’d argue about. They just can’t seem to get to a good middle ground on it unsettling all the other Russian skaters with their bickering.

But honestly, until the Russians find out what it was about they have some opinions of their own.


Confessions Behind these Bruises by Gayson

The leader of the Russian Mafia could be described in many ways. Of course to the public’s eye, Viktor Nikiforov was nothing short of perfection. Tall, rich, powerful, charming, and unbelievably handsome. He knew this fact very well, using this to his advantage at getting anybody he wanted whenever he wanted.

That is until Yuuri Katsuki caused him to fall flat on his butt and make him rethink everything he’s ever known.

Introducing 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.


Out of the Sea by SophiaFrederica

“Someone needs to make sure that you don’t go lusting after him too hard and accidentally enchant him with your beautiful voice and get him drowned. The royal family of Russia has no heir at the moment, so it would definitely drive the country into a chaos, and then it would be no use trying to make an alliance with them.”

“Phichit!”

aka The Little Mermaid AU no one asked for. This one is based on the Disney version, because anyone who has read the original fairy tale knows it doesn’t end happily.


Just Hold On (We’re Going Home) by kiaronna

Where Yuuri remembers the banquet, Viktor forgets, and Yakov Feltsman has his own plans.
“I’ve been made aware of your recent break with Celestino Cialdini, and would like to offer you a trial period where you train under me, in St. Petersburg. There are only three conditions: you will board with another one of my students, you will take ballet with Madame Baranovskaya, and you will help me coach Yuri Plisetsky, who refuses to listen to my criticisms of his spins.” Yakov nods at this point, leans forwards and looks Yuuri in the eye. “I will charge no coaching fees.” With a deal like that, even if it means he has to face Viktor again, Yuuri has no choice but to agree.


#Katsudamn by lucycamui

Victor surprises Yuuri with a trip to an adult store and gets a little more than he bargained for. Or maybe that was the plan all along.

“The colors match our Stammi Vicino costumes!” Victor’s eyes positively sparkled. Meanwhile, his hands held two packaged, decently-sized, ribbed, purple and blue vibrators. With gold rings around the hilts, presumably where they would untwist to replace the batteries.

“You knew this wasn’t a toy store,” Yuuri accused flatly.

“Well, technically, it is a toy store.”


The Rules For Lovers by ADreamingSongbird

Prince Yuuri Katsuki has a duty to his country, above all else (his desires, his dreams, and his happiness included), and he knows this alliance will help to ensure the safety of his people. That’s the only reason he accepts Prince Nikiforov’s hand in marriage. The pleasant surprise, of course, is the part where they fall in love along the way. The unpleasant one, well…

That’s a long story.


How Long Does It Take To Fall In Love? by orangelapin

Yuri Katsuki never wanted to meet his idol. He couldn’t imagine Prince Victor ever caring about a lowly college student. Yuri’s also pretty sure he’d screw up everything if he ever met Prince Victor and he’d like to save himself the embarrassment. Unfortunately for Yuri, he’s going to lose his dignity and his shirt in very short order after meeting the prince.


Aftermath by IllyasJames

Getting drunk at an after-party at work did not look like a bad thing at first. Yuuri had hoped it would have gotten him to talk to some of his co-workers as normally he’s too shy.
He should have known that getting drunk at an after-party would get him into trouble.
There was no way he could have seen this train wreck coming though.


See You Next by rougeandtonic

Yuuri realizes that he’ll sabotage Victor’s career if he asks him to coach and compete at the same time. This leads to a standoff of ultimatums over who will skate and who won’t.

A standoff that ends with Victor in St Petersburg and Yuuri half a world away.

Or,

In which Yuuri needs to learn to listen and Victor needs to learn to speak.


A Fateful Encounter by BuryTheCastle

Yuuri wasn’t that short. If anything, he was an average height. No, it was the grocery store’s fault. With the store so understaffed and the shelves so poorly stocked, how can anyone reach anything? At least, Yuuri can say something good came out of his ordeal. After all, he had quite a fateful encounter.


to keep you warm by karasunotsubasa

How do you love someone who you can’t touch? Simple – with a force of burning fire, enough to melt your heart.

-
or the fic where Victor is the Witch of the North and Yuuri is the principal apprentice of the Rising Sun and they can’t be around each other without someone getting hurt
(it’s Victor, it’s always Victor)


So this is it for now, I guess? I still have a whole bunch more and I’ll update this I promise! I hope you enjoy this and have a nice day! x

anonymous asked:

Hello! I just found your blog. Your writing is super cute, I can't help but smile reading all your head canons :) May I request how the RFA+Saeran+V would react to MC being a black belt in martial arts?

Hi there! Thank you so much! :) Glad they make you smile. Hope you enjoy these! 


Zen:

  • You never really told him about your black belt
  • It came up when he got a role involving some martial arts moves
  • You corrected his form while he was practicing
  • He asked how you knew so much about it so you told him
  • He finds it kinda hot
  • He asks you to show him some moves so you can spar
  • It’s an excuse really
  • Being so close to you
  • Basically hugging?
  • Thats hawt
  • No holding you.
  • Or he won’t be able to contain the beast^™

Yoosung:

  • You notice him gaming a lot lately
  • You know it’s just because he’s been really stressed lately
  • You tell him to come to your martial arts class to relieve some stress
  • He agrees, but he’s kind of in awe that you’re a black belt
  • He’s really bad at fighting
  • But it’s really cute
  • You end up coaching him throughout the lesson
  • The next day you notice he’s trying to cover up the fact that he’s so sore
  • “Yoosung, can you get that cup for me.”
  • He makes strained sounds as he reaches for the glass a foot away from him
  • “You okay?”
  • “Yeah, yeah, MC….just stretching. Haha….”

Jaehee:

  • She has a black belt
  • You have a black belt
  • Sparring buddies!
  • You both like to destress from work by going outside and fighting
  • Honestly, it’s refreshing to fight someone at the same level
  • You teach each other new moves every once in awhile
  • Such fun times

Jumin:

  • He finds out when you come home one day sweaty and tired
  • He asks what you’ve been doing, and you explain about your martial arts
  • He is super impressed
  • You mention you wish you had a sparring buddy so you didn’t have to go out to train
  • The next day he shows up in a martial arts uniform ready to go
  • He got you matching ones--with a little cat pawprint on it
  • Only he didn’t realize you were a black belt
  • You tell him you’ll show him what you know
  • But he’s so scared of hurting you
  • “Okay, Jumin, kick me.”
  • “What? Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you…”
  • “You’re not even touching me!”
  • He quits after a few days because he’s too scared you’ll get hurt somehow
  • But he’ll make you have any equipment or anything else you need

Seven:

  • He found out by accident
  • He was trying to scare you by popping out from behind a corner
  • He didn’t expect to be judo flipped
  • You realized it was him and started apologizing like crazy
  • After he caught his breath, he started laughing
  • “Can you do that again? That was fun!”
  • He had gotten rusty with his fighting skills since he left the agency
  • You decide to help him get into ship shape
  • Impromptu spars
  • You’ll be eating dinner, and you’ll call out a fight
  • He says he hates it, but he enjoys anything with you

Saeran:

  • While he was still recovering, he would have bursts of violence
  • You usually calmed him down when he got emotional
  • But when he grew especially violent (usually towards Saeyoung) you were easily able restrain him
  • You decided that martial arts might be a good way for him to vent
  • He’s skeptical because he’s scared he’ll hurt you accidentally
  • You convince him you can handle yourself
  • End up having weekly sparring sessions
  • Afterwards you’ll go out for something to eat
  • He enjoys these days the most

V:

  • When you said you wanted to stay in Rika’s old apartment, he wasn’t thrilled
  • “It might still be unsafe. We made a lot of enemies.”
  • You assure him that you’re capable of defending yourself
  • You tell him about your black belt
  • When his eyesight gets worse, you get worried about him traveling so much
  • You show him a few self defense moves to help him
  • He’s actually a quick learner and a good student
  • You start wondering if he’s making mistakes on purpose
  • Especially when you place his hands in the right position around your neck or on you waist
  • Steals a few kisses in between

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A Breach of Trust: Chapter 13

(Chapter Index: Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6 || Chapter 7 || Chapter 8 || Chapter 9 || Chapter 10 || Chapter 11 || Chapter 12 || Chapter 13 || Chapter 14)

When Reigen finally threw open the doctor office’s door, frantic and frazzled and 42 minutes late, he was certain he’d walked into the wrong room.

Colorful was the first thing to come to mind, between the wallpaper and the rug and the toys scattered across it. Blocky cartoon animals rung the wall, each a solid unnatural unapologetic color: pink tiger followed by orange monkey followed by green giraffe. The rug matched in vibrancy, stark geometric patterns stained across it like paint spatter. Camouflaged among the pinks and blues and greens were the toys: one abacus-like contraption of twirling wires and movable pieces, two simplistic puzzles where single pieces belonged distinctly to each of the six gouges in their surfaces, a single plastic truck gunked at the wheels with paint chipped along all sides from years of use.

Reigen looked up, and registered the three distinct sets of moms and children spread around the waiting room, each parent varying degrees of visibly exhausted. The left-most mom sat rocking a snotty and red-cheeked baby on her knee. The right-most spoke quietly and tersely on the phone while her son probed her iPad. The brother-sister pair in the center eyed the abacus toy on the rug with furtive, eager glances to their mom and back.

Reigen would have eased the door shut with a quiet, embarrassed apology for his mistake. He didn’t, once he noticed the married couple tucked away in the wooden chairs in the corner. Recognition registered like surprise in Reigen’s mind—he hardly recognized them—and it was Jun who caught his eye. She flagged him over.

He stepped carefully across the colored rug, lest he step on some well-disguised toy strewn somewhere. He kept his steps high, and relaxed only once he’d made it to the open seat beside Tetsuo. He took it, attention divided between Tetsuo and the kids, who filled him with sort of a confused wonder–the brother-sister pair had now scrambled to the abacus toy, eyes alight, and were spinning its plastic pieces.

“Dr. Wong is a pediatrician,” Jun said, following Reigen’s eyes and guessing at his silent confusion.

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The Bastard of Winterfell

Jon Snow x Reader (second person)

1586 words

Jon Snow is nervous to meet his future wife- and even more nervous to prove himself in front of her.

A/N: My first fanfic in a while! I just watched Game of Thrones and LOVED it, so expect some GoT soon, especially Robb and Jon, my babies.

F/N= first name, L/N= last name


You shifted in your seat, pretending to be asleep as you listened to your parents whisper back and forth.

“A bastard,” you mother muttered, the word like venom on her lips.

“Ned Stark’s bastard,” your father reminded her gently. In your mind’s eye you could see the desperation in his eyes.

“She is a lady!”

Your father sighed. “She is the youngest of nine daughters in a small house. She has limited options. It’s either marry her off to some old lord who is on his seventh wife who will use her for her body, or the son of a good man who will, Gods willing, treat her with compassion.”

Your mother hummed, her arms probably crossed across her chest. “He’s still a bastard.”

You knew your father was right. It was good of Ned Stark to arrange your marriage. When he heard your father was desperately trying to find a match for his youngest, favorite daughter, Lord Stark had an unusual proposal. One your father simply couldn’t refuse.

It was even Lord Stark’s idea to have you stay at Winterfell for a few months so you could get to know your future husband; you’d only met once or twice as children when you visited Winterfell. You remembered Jon Snow being quiet and brooding; you wondered what kind of man he’d grown into.

Your eyes opened as Winterfell came into sight. At least you could find comfort in the fact that the beautiful Stark castle would be your home.

Ned Stark stood at the gate, a friendly smile on his face. He embraced you and your parents, offering you a small wink. Your stomach was in absolute knots.

He led you through the gate, where his family lined up to greet you.

Robb Stark, the most charming young man in the North, kissed your hand. He often accompanied his father to visit your home and was always kind to you. At least you would have an ally in your brother by law.

“Lady F/N,” he said with that dashing smile. “Your beauty has grown since we last met. I had assured my brother that his bride-to-be was lovely, but I must admit, my words did you no justice.”

You blushed. “Thank you, Lord Robb.” You continued down the line to the very end where-

“L-Lady F/N.” A pair of nervous brown eyes searched yours. “A pleasure to see you again.” Jon Snow glanced towards his brother, who gave him an encouraging nod. Jon kissed your hand gently. “I, er, look forward to getting better acquainted.” A pause. “With you.” Another pause. “My lady,” he added quietly.

A small smile escaped your lips. Jon Snow had grown to be a handsome young man, with curly black hair you wanted to reach out and touch. Though Robb’s confidence was definitely attractive, there was something sweet to Jon’s nervousness. You liked it.

“I seem to recall a young dark-haired boy who was never without his sword,” you said, noting that he still held your hand. “Do you still practice the whole day long?”

Now Jon smiled, a small, shy grin. “Indeed, I do.”

Down the line, Robb piped up. “Perhaps after lunch you would like to watch us practice, my lady?”

You nodded. “I would like that very much,” you called back. You turned back to Jon. “If that’s fine with you, that is.”

Jon nodded. “Very fine, my lady.”

“Good.” You gave his hand a small squeeze and released it before following Lady Stark to your room.

As you entered the castle, you glanced back. Jon was standing in the same spot, staring after you, as Robb chattered excitedly in his ear.


You sat beside Jon at lunch, noticing that he barely looked at you. Your stomach sank. Across from you, Robb cleared his throat.

“So, my lady, what do you do with your free time?

You looked up at Robb, who stared at Jon pointedly.

“Oh. I read. I ride. Some needlework.” You looked down the table at the eldest Stark sister. “Though I have heard Lady Sansa’s needlework is true art. Perhaps she could help me improve my own?”

Lady Sansa smiled graciously. “I would love to.”

You turned your gaze to the younger sister. “And Lady Arya, I would love to learn to shoot properly, if you have the time. I have been told your skill surpasses that of any of your brothers.”

The girl’s face lit up. “I would love to!”

Good. More allies in your new home.


After lunch, Jon excused himself to grab something from his room, promising to meet you and Robb in the yard.

Robb offered you his arm as you headed out. “I apologize for my brother, Lady F/N. He… well honestly he is a little scared of you.” A small smile played on his lips. “Not that I can blame him. You are, after all, his future wife.”

You nodded. “I must admit, I’m nervous as well. I barely know him.” You smiled at Robb. “But if he’s anywhere near as kind as you and your sisters, I know I will be very happy here.”

Robb nodded. “Aye, he is. A bit… glum, at times. But very kind,” he assured you. “And before lunch he admitted to me that you are the loveliest creature he ever laid eyes on.”

You felt yourself blush. You opened your mouth to reply-

“What’s this I hear the bastard is marrying himself a lady?” a voice called out.

You and Robb turned as a lanky young man approached you. His eyes traveled up and down your body.

Robb sighed. “This is Theon Greyjoy, our ward. Theon, this is Lady F/N L/N. Jon’s intended.”

Theon’s eyes had yet to find your face. “Hello my lady,” he finally said, the kiss he planted on your hand lingering far too long. “I am looking forward to getting to know you.”

You took a step back. “Thank you.” A mop of curly black hair caught your eye. “But if you will excuse me, I believe I see my future husband.” You broke away from Theon and took Jon’s arm. “Jon, I am very excited to see how well you wield a sword.” You smiled sweetly at him.

He looked a bit taken aback. “Really?”
You nodded. “Really.” You gave his arm a reassuring squeeze.

Theon spoke up. “I’ve an idea.” You and the brothers turned to look at him. “A duel. You and me, Snow. Winner gets a kiss from your little lady here.”

The color rose in Jon’s cheeks. “I-”

“What the matter?” Theon challenged. “Scared I’ll kiss your bride before you do?”

Jon glanced at you. You could tell he did not want to back down in front of you. “Fine. Grab your sword.”

Robb led you out to the yard, helping you perch yourself on a fence. “Not to worry, my lady. Jon is a fantastic swordsman. Your lips are in safe hands.” He smiled at you and lowered his voice. “And make sure to cheer him on. He’s always wanted a pretty girl cheering him on in a duel.”

You laughed. “I’ll be sure to cheer him on to victory.”

The two young men came out, ready for combat. Jon glanced your way. You smiled and gave a small wave.

“Good luck Jon!” you called out. A smile tugged on your future husband’s lips.

“Nicely done,” Robb murmured beside you. “I do believe my brother is blushing.”

You giggled in response. You could definitely feel yourself falling for the bastard of Winterfell as you watched him wield his sword. He looked confident and strong as he swung his weapon this way and that.

“Go Jon!” you called out, clapping.

He turned his head to look at you, a proud smirk on his handsome face. Theon took the opportunity to take a cheap hit, knocking Jon to the ground. He held his sword to Jon’s throat.

“I do believe I win, Snow,” he claimed smugly. He sauntered over to you. “And now for my prize.”

You grimaced and looked to Robb, who looked at shocked as you felt.

“That was a cheap shot,” Robb finally choked out. “You know in a fair fight Jon would have slaughtered you. He was nervous in front of F/N!”

Theon shrugged. “That’s life, m'lord.” He turned to you. “My prize.”

You looked at Jon, who still lay on the ground, looking utterly defeated. You could feel the embarrassment radiating from him.

“Here’s your damned prize,” you muttered. You barely brushed your lips against Theon’s cheek, then jumped down from your post. You walked over to Jon, who slowly sat up as you approached.

“I-I’m sorry, my lady,” he muttered. “If I hadn’t gotten distracted-”

You smiled as you knelt beside him. “I’m glad you got distracted.” You took his hand in yours as he looked at you, puzzled. “You getting distracted by me was the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.”

A small smile appeared on his lips. “Really?”

You nodded. “You know, I think second place deserves a prize too.”

Jon’s eyebrows rose. “Oh you do?” He glanced behind you at the other boys, who looked just as surprised.

“I do.”

You leaned down and pressed your lips gently against his. You could feel his smile pressing against yours as his hand rose to pull you closer. He finally let you go and pulled back. A large smile spread across his face.

“I think I’m gonna like being married,” he murmured before leaning in for another kiss.


Part 2

love the sin, love the sinner

Relationship: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Universe: MCU, post The Avengers (2012)
Rating: Explicit
Words: 10586
Notes: Steve Rogers pov, angst with happy ending, smut, lack of communication, realistic sex, old man Tony, oversensitive Tony, crying during sex. 
Warnings: panic attacks, barebacking.  

thanks to @cptxrogers for reading this and encouraging me <3

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There’s been tension for months. Not the kind of tension they experienced on the helicarrier that first day, a different type. After New York they started talking, started agreeing, or at least disagreeing in a productive way; there were lingering touches and lingering gazes, soft smiles and whispered tactics, murmured ideas.

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anonymous asked:

Hello darling I've been swimming around tumblr for a while and I'm very glad that I found your blog. Are requests still open? How would RFA + V react to an MC who's actually a pretty serious person? Like an MC who isn't cute or sweet but is loyal, intelligent, and outspoken and would enjoy talking about philosophy and history?

Hey there, sweetheart~ I apologize for taking so long with your request! We’re slowly but surely working on the mess that is our inbox right now;; Anyway, I knew I had to write something for this because I’m really digging this MC. Hopefully you’ll like what I’ve written for you!

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Yoosung

  • you can’t even begin to imagine how insecure and inferior he feels in your presence.
  • after all he’s just slacking off and putting zero effort in his studies.
  • and you are this well-versed woman with plenty of interests who isn’t easily fooled.
  • yeah… he’s fucked.
  • thing is, though, yoosung is more capable of excellence than he believes, he could be top of his class if he wanted to.
  • he already was back in his high school days anyway?
  • and so he feels inspired by you to get out of his slump and become better through hard work.
  • he loves how engaging conversations with you can be and how much he learns about… well, pretty much everything?
  • philosophy tends to give him headaches but he could listen to you talk about asian history for hours on end.
  • besides, you are exactly what he needs: someone with a great sense of self who can keep him with his feet on the ground.

Zen

  • and here we have another bean who’s discouraged by insecurity.
  • unlike the rest of RFA, he didn’t even finish high school.
  • he’s more of a street smart kind of guy.
  • trying to follow conversation with you is the hardest thing he’s ever done, and trust him, he’s been through the hardest already.
  • is he really good enough for you?
  • there’s this darker side of him telling him to quit because you deserve someone better.
  • someone who isn’t stupid and ignorant.
  • the man his mother wanted him to be.
  • but regardless of the voice inside his head, he knows it would be an honor to be such a magnificent lady’s companion.
  • so he fights against it because you don’t deserve someone who does nothing but pity himself.
  • he admires your confidence and is often amused by how outspoken you are, the world needs more people like you.
  • and your loyalty is much needed due to his hectic job and public life.

Jaehee

  • YES.
  • you are just perfect.
  • she’s in love with you and your mind and how you carry yourself.
  • and you seem like such a reasonable, mature individual, it’s almost refreshing for her.
  • truly completely blown away.
  • it amazes her how easy it is for her to talk with you.
  • if she’s not following whatever it is you’re saying, she’ll make sure to look it up when she has the time.
  • your dates consist of going to museums and several cultural activities.
  • and don’t forget the musicals.
  • you were her biggest support system when she had to defy her boss in order to pursue her dreams.
  • I mean, you were pretty much her role model, and she still, of course, looks up to you dearly.
  • you guys have each other’s backs yet are fully aware you’re capable of defending yourselves just fine.
  • she’ll always be willing to kick some asses for you, though.

Jumin

  • the fact that you’re outspoken can cause a bit of conflict between the two of you, especially during the rockiest parts of his route.
  • other than that? oh god.
  • in this man’s eyes you are amazing in every aspect he can think of.
  • and so different from the women he’s used to deal with.
  • he values your sense of loyalty, it is of great help when his controlling urges start messing with his head.
  • because he knows you are not leaving any time soon.
  • as for what things you enjoy doing together, recommending books to each other is one them.
  • criticizing them together is another.
  • he promises to take you with him during some of his business trips, at least to the ones he thinks you’ll enjoy.
  • he also has a huge room in his penthouse destined for you and only you, where he’s gathered a huge collection of philosophy and history books.

Seven

  • you may not get along in terms of joking around and acting sweet.
  • in fact, your outspoken nature intimidates him a great deal.
  • or amuses him depending on the context.
  • you’re like a jaehee, or a jumin… a jaehee-jumin hybrid.
  • yes he does tease you about it here and there, that’s a given.
  • but he’s secretly fascinated by your knowledgeable self.
  • he is, in spite of everything that’s been said about him, someone intelligent and remarkable. 
  • he likes the way you talk about history.
  • prepare yourself to have him begging you to tell him bedtime stories.
  • “how about ninjas? or secret agents? know anything about them?”
  • yeah… just because you’re a more serious person doesn’t mean he’ll stop trolling you.
  • let’s also add the fact that he won’t be able to push you away because you are not gonna put up with it.

V

  • a thousand times yes.
  • we all know this man is way too faint-hearted.
  • he is in desperate need of someone strong-willed and you come into his life in just about the right time.
  • and he appreciates your loyalty.
  • let’s not forget he has many, many scars from his past relationship, both mentally and physically.
  • so he feels like he can trust and rely on you.
  • I assume that, because of his upbringing and job, he is quite knowledgeable and enjoys history as well.
  • that’s enough to have you both talking nonstop, sharing personal views and facts while laying on the grass and staring at the sky.
  • moments like this help him realize that maybe he will be able to connect to someone new after all.
  • he likes to take you to museums and art galleries.
  • and he’ll show you his collection of old paintings and photographs.
{Special} College!AU Jackson

{warning: mentions of drinking}

  • major: dance performance & choreography 
  • minor: chinese studies 
  • sports: captain of the fencing team and very very very proud of it
  • clubs: choreographs for the schools modern dance club and hiphop dance club (sometimes he performs with them too), is a on-campus tour guide on the weekends
  • jackson wang is honest to god the most kind and positive person anyone has ever meet and like everyone tells him that. all the time. because it’s like you meet him and in exactly 4.56 seconds after that you want him to be your best friend. it’s his charm. his DNA is structured that way. it’s plain damn science
  • and the best part about it is,jackson wang wants to be your best friend too! esp if you laugh along with his albit corny jokes or you compliment his hair or you tell him he looks like he’s really strong i.e. jackson is a sucker for compliments and not afraid to show it
  • and sure there are some salty, ugly, lonely people who have started to dislike him because of his loud personality - but all those people can’t dare say a word because mark, jacksons best friend and roommate, will come for them along with literally every other student on campus and even the president of the uni
  • because you bet jackson is on a first name basis with even the president. not to mention all other faculty in and out of his major
  • speaking of his major, he does choreography because he really likes to dance and along with his natural leadership he’s always the person in class to ask questions, share his opinions, and basically not be afraid to take risks
  • the freshmen in the dance major basically cling to him for dear life because he’s always sweet and helping. and also if he ever sees anyone try to bully them he’s always the first to stand up against it
  • and the upperclassmen will be like “jackson, it’s fine. all freshman have to clean up the practice studio - it’s a tradition to help learn respect” and jackson, vigorously wiping the practice mirror and scrubbing the floors is like “um no. you learn respect through hard work in class, not chores. now hand me the windex” 
  • he has the same mindset when he’s coaching the fencing team. like even the newest additions or people who just wanna try and see if the sport is for them, jackson is encouraging and helpful and never ever demeaning 
  • and god is he energetic at actual competitions like the team doesn’t have a mascot, because jackson IS THE MASCOT like he’s the leader and everyone is like “you need to come off mature and seri-” jackson standing on the top of the bleachers; “MY TEAM? MY KIDS? BEST IN THE W O R L D”
  • there’s no point in the team even getting embarrassed about it anymore they just cheer along w him like “YES we’RE HIS KIDS!!!!!”
  • mark and jinyoung are jackson’s like. filters 
  • like most of jackson’s classes are based around dance and technique so it’s all very physical but he had to take chinese calligraphy for his minor and mark took it with him JUST so he could make sure jackson didn’t accidentally knock over ink out of excitement or get into a debate w one of the other students about which is better to eat at dim sum: char siu or siu app (bbq pork or roasted duck)
  • his side job as the on-campus tour guide is like the reason people even enroll in this college. like he makes the whole experience fun and it’s more like a trip to the movies than a tour around campus because jackson is so funny like ????
  • but he did once try to imitate the head of the dance departments nasally voice and got caught by ….the head of the dance dept who was standing behind him like “jackson………….”
  • is friends w literally someone from every major so it’s funny he’s always busy hanging out or doing a favor for someone. like he was in one of hyuk’s films, he helped hoshi with some line-reading in theater, was a model for some of hakyeon’s clothes, tried to help wonho with his chinese before he went abroad, even goes to the museum with jaebum sometimes even tho all he does is imitate the old greek sculptures and jaebum is like god why did i bring you again…..
  • tl;dr: jackson is the shining sun on campus like he shows up to class and is like HEEEEY and everyone is like hEEEEEY and he goes around high fiving everyone and idk how he even gets any sleep he always has plans with someone
  • but even with his fluffy and fun personality, when he choreographs and performs he’s super serious. and people expect him to only want to do like hiphop routines, but he’s done work with ballet majors, modern dance majors, even latin dances. 
  • and he’s by no means not academically intelligent, he took a science of movement class and was so good the teacher thought he should go on to study medicine, he doesn’t tell a lot of people but he was even accepted to an ivy in america when applying to colleges but decided not to go 
  • like jackson wang is the whole package: cute as hell, passionate as hell, smart as hell, and …….and just the most considerate angelic presence like
  • but anyway you know jackson because you work the same shifts as him on the campus tour and like. you’re not super close but jackson and you hangout with youngjae and like bambam to go eat and talk about video games or whatever. and like when you guys both punch-in to work he like ruffles your hair to say hello and you guys have some inside jokes
  • but like you don’t ever have deep meaningful talks and it’s not like you’ve known each other for years
  • it’s just casual and light
  • but when you guys host a tour together and you hear someone say something like “that guys so annoying…” “is he older than us? he’s acting like a kid.” “i wish he would shut up i can’t stand his voice already”
  • and it irks you because ,,,ok jackson can be a bit much sometimes but his excitement about sharing his school with new people like ???? that isn’t something to get so damn mean over
  • and you know jackson can hear them too, and you always want to say something to make them stop but jackson somehow beats you to it and just grabs your wrist like “oh!! we should tell them about the art department, right???” and you can only waver a smile and nod
  • but then one day,,,,,,it changes 
  • instead of someone saying something about jackson - this time it’s about you
  • and it’s something gross like an invasive comment on your physical appearance and once you hear it you can only clench your teeth and walk a little faster so you’re not beside the person who said it
  • but once you’re up in front, you hear someone shout and the group stops and you turn to see that jackson’s fell behind and has the person who said the nasty thing about you by the shirt collar and automatically you feel this is bad
  • you run over and you’re like “jackson, it’s not worth it-”
  • but jackson just looks at the guy and is like “apologize.” but ofc the jerk just rolls his eyes and is like “for what?” and jackson’s jaw tightens and you’re like oh no
  • but he just says “apologize” again but the jerk just pushes jackson’s hand off and is like “why would i, you know what i said is true, like you haven’t thought about i-”
  • and that’s when jackson just, snaps
  • and you’re too late to hold him back but he pins the guy to the wall and he doesn’t hit him - jackson isn’t prone to that - but he just brings his face close and he’s like “is that how you talk about people? is that how you talk about other people’s bodies, like you own them? that’s disgraceful, did your parents raise you like this?”
  • and although jackson hasn’t hurt the guy, it is obvious from the way jackson’s jaw is clenched and his hand is tightly grasping the guys collar that there is a  fine line being walked
  • and the guy just cowers because ,,,, jackson can look quite intimidating when he’s not smiling and laughing and he’s just like stuttering and you’re like “jackson, let him go - please you could get in trouble”
  • and you’re tugging on jackson’s shirt, basically begging him and jackson holds the dude for a bit longer before finally letting him go
  • and the jerk like slides to the floor trying to catch his breath but before jackson turns to leave you hear the guy call jackson a slur and you straight up turn around and decide that maybe you should just knock this guy out yourself but jackson puts a hand around your waist and  tugs you back from walking forward and whispers that you’re right you both could get in trouble
  • and with that the tour ends and you apologize to the people for what happened, even though you really shouldn’t have to. jackson tries to apologize too but you stop him because if anything you don’t want them to remember his name or face and report him
  • but…………..the minute you get back to hand in your clipboards and stuff the senior who runs the program is like “jackson, you need to be seen by admissions department head.”
  • and you’re like dreading the worst and you run up to the senior and you’re like “let me go with him and explain-” but he just shakes his head and when you turn back jackson gives you a sad smile and is like it’s fine. ill get going
  • and you panic on your way to your dorm thinking up the worst things that could happen to jackson: probation? suspension? dismissal? 
  • and your head is spinning so much that you decide that you can’t go home you have to wait for jackson and so you call bambam and ask which dorm jackson is in
  • and when you show up, a very surprised mark opens the door and he knows you ofc but he’s like ?????what are you doing here
  • and you’re like “can i come in, jackson isn’t back right??” and you tell mark what happened and he’s like “aish that hot-head….but he didn’t hit him right?” and you’re like no, but he shoved him against a wall…..and marks like “let’s just hope for the best- ok?”
  • but you’re sitting and fumbling with your fingers nervously and you can’t sit still and when the door unlocks and jackson opens it looking sullen 
  • mark gets up and tries to say something along the lines of “what were you thinking” but you run into jackson, almost head-butting him to the damn floor 
  • and you’re on the verge of crying now because you’re like “jackson, jackson, jackson what happened? this is all my fault, i should have stopped you. jackson oh my god are you going to have to drop out? are you going to have to transfer? jackson please i can’t have you leave plea-”
  • and jackson grabs your shoulders and he’s like “hey hey calm down! im not getting kicked out, im just not allowed to be a campus tour guide anymore.” and you’re like sniffling and he’s grinning down at you
  • and you’re like “don’t…..don’t lie, it has to be worse than that?” and jackson just laughs and smooths his hair with one hand and he’s like “nah, everyone knows id never physically hurt the guy and when i told them what he said-”
  • jackson pauses and he looks at you again, sighing he drops his shoulders and he’s like
  • “im sorry he said that to you. i wish i could have covered your ears and protected you.” 
  • and you’re like kafnovier whERE ARE YOu coming from apologizing nothing is your fault it’s mine- and jackson’s like nOOO it’s not your fault either honestly if i could have i would have snapped his neck but-
  • and mark in the back is watching you and jackson argue over apologizing and he’s just like (: to himself because…….this spark between you two………..hmmm…..HMMMM
  • and you and jackson forget mark is even there LMAO you’re just like “since the punishment isn’t too bad, let’s go eat to forget all this happened. maybe drink too.” and jackson is like call let’s go
  • and he throws an arm around you and you guys set off and as you disappear down the hall, mark opens the group chat and he’s like “yall. i think jackson might finally do it.”
  • immediately everyone’s like “oh ask out the other tour guide he likes (you)” and mark’s just like ^_^ emoji
  • you and jackson have this favorite little place down the corner from the campus and it’s open till like 3 am so you guys settle in and order lots of meat and some beer and jackson’s just like telling you about what happened when he was called in and how he tried to make a joke to lighten the mood but it didn’t work
  • and somehow the topic changes into something else and jackson tells you about the upcoming fencing competition and you tell him about stuff going on in your major
  • and jackson does this really funny impersonation of the head of your majors department 
  • and subtly, so much so that you don’t even notice it, jackson keeps filling your plate with food because he wants you to eat 
  • and as you do he’s like “you eat so cutely, i love it” and you blush and jackson’s like fvksldeg and takes a drink of his beer to hide it
  • but also like,,,,,yall are progressively getting more and more tipsy
  • and one of the ladies comes over to give you guys some water and she’s like “young love is so nice these days” and neither you or jackson even protest you both just smile
  • and jackson finally leans over the table and he’s like “im actually kinda upset about losing the campus tour guide job” and you’re like “why it pretty much sucks” and jackson wipes at his mouth with his sleeve and you roll your eyes and lean over to wipe it off with an actual napkin
  • and as you’re close jackson is just like “it sucks because i won’t get to see your face anymore. i really like it. your face.”
  • and jackson’s voice gets low for a bit and you freeze up and he grins, showing his white teeth and he reaches out to run his finger down your cheek and he’s like
  • “i like you. that guy……today……the asshole……what he said was so fucked up……..but because he said it towards you….i just……..i….” and he makes like a motion with his hand and he’s like “i lost it…….”
  • and you swallow a bit because,,,,because is this a confession?? and you’re like
  • “jackson are you just drunk or-” and he’s like shaking his head furiously like “nononono im not just,,saying this i …..just want you to know i like so bad……………”
  • and with that he closes his eyes and smiles and you’re like,,,,well your heart is beating like crazy because jackson wang just told he liked you 
  • but you don’t have time to dwell because jackson is falling asleep fast and you’re like ldcbvljvoermd i can’t carry him back to school jackson wake up pls
  • and finally you end up going back to school with jackson’s arm around you for support and his head keeps falling into the crook of your neck and when you get him back to his dorm safely jackson is like wait a minute
  • and he takes your hand and a pen from his backpocket and scribbles some numbers on your arm and he’s like ‘tomorrow……..text me…..your answer’ and you’re like ????answer and he’s like ‘if…if you like me too…’
  • and with that he stumbles through his door and you awkwardly nod to mark whose like (——: from inside
  • and the next morning you’re like ow because your head hurts a bit when you wake up from drinking but then you’re also like…looking @ your phone like………right. i need to answer jackson
  • and you don’t know what to say like obviously you like him back. of course. probably for as long as you can remember you’d just been surpressing it because like it’s jackson everyone likes him he has so many people to choose from
  • but he chose you!!! and you’d be lying if you said that doesn’t make you feel special but also like,,,,how do you just text someone ‘yes let’s date’
  • which is what you type you write out ‘yes let’s date’ but then you delete it bUT onLY UP UNTIL YES AND theN you ACCIDENTALLY PRESS SEND
  • so you stare down at your phone and you just wrote ‘yes’ and you’re so embarrassed like yes???????? what the hell????? he’s gonna think you’re so du-
  • but then you get a message back in like 3 seconds and it’s REALLY?!??!?!!??!!
  • followed by 905845 heart emojis
  • followed by 9458042 kissing faces emojis
  • followed by ‘you’re not joking right????’
  • followed by ‘of course you’re not!!!!’
  • followed by ‘meet me outside the campus gym today at 4′
  • followed by ‘IM SO HAPPY’
  • followed by another 94558 heart emojis
  • and you can’t help but laugh into your pillow because WOW even over text wang jackson is loud but you love it
  • and at 4 you’re there and you’re looking around for jackson when someone yells surprise! from behind and you turn to see him standing there with a huge bouqet of flowers and he’s still in his fencing uniform and you’re like ??!?? are these for me
  • and jackson’s like “who else??” and then you hear a whole bunch of whistling only to see the entire fencing team sticking their heads out of the gym like “YESSS CAPTAIN GET ITTTTT” ones of them is like “WANG JACKSON? WANG ROMANTIC~~~~~” 
  • and you’re embarrassed, hiding your face behind the flowers and jackson is all smiles wrapping a hand around your waist and he’s like “shall we?”
  • and you’re like “jackson” and he’s like hmmmm staring into your eyes with all the love in the world and you’re like ‘you’re still in your uniform’ and he’s like rIGHT ILL CHANGE AND THEN we shall go
  • your first date is literally to the park where jackson pulls a picnic blanket out of his duffel bag and tells you that he’ll run to go buy some snacks from a nearby convenience store
  • and he returns like 10 minutes later, arms full of sweet things that he all gives to you and you’re like “which candy do you want for yourself???” and he’s like “it’s ok! i bought organic fruit slices!” that he pulls out of his bag as well and you’re like wow. health god
  • jackson flexing and wiggling his eyebrows: ikr
  • and it’s so calming and relaxing jackson asks you a million questions about your family, friends, your dreams, your favorite kind of dog it’s all fun and sweet
  • and it is never boring because jackson puts effort into the conversation and into making you laugh like no one has ever done before
  • and at some point he’s like “wanna ride a couple bike?” and you’re like skdhgfle isn’t that way too cheesy and jackson is like pLEASE cheesy is my middle name let’s go
  • and tbh jackson does all the pedaling, you try but you can’t keep up and he’s like “this is such a good work out!!!” so instead you just enjoy the breeze and his company
  • and when you’re done jackson insists you guys take a photo together on a bench and even though he’s so open with skinship he actually asks before putting his arm around you and when he takes a photo he’s like “im sending this to my mom”
  • and you’re like oH MY GOD NO take another one i need to look good for her and jackson is like “you always look good??”
  • jackson makes you wear his snapback on the walk home because it’s cold and you didn’t bring a hat and he’s worried now
  • walks you to your dorm and kisses your forehead goodbye and you get pouty because you wanted a kiss on the lips
  • but you don’t say anything except you text him like a lil flirty thing like ‘your kiss was cute, but next time ~~ go all in~~’
  • and at breakfast the next day jackson runs into the campus cafe, turns you around in a flurry and kisses you right on the lips in front of e v e r y o n e
  • your friend drops her damn tray of food she’s so shock (hint: im the friend)
  • and jackson is like “love, i want to stay and look at you some more but i have dance practice so ill text you!! miss you already” and he zooms out
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,wow and everyone is like yOURE DATING WANG JACKSON and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,you’re still like wow
  • and tbh jackson’s kisses are nonstop when he’s with you he just cannot keep his hands off you he is so affectionate that he keeps body contact with you at all times. holding your hand, holding your waist, holding the small of your back, playing with your hair, kissing your lips, kissing your neck, kissing the back of your palm, resting his head on your lap, asking you to play with his hair
  • like if he’s near you he needs to touch you and you don’t mind because he’s gentle and he’s never aggressive about anything unless he gets jealous like then a bit of it comes out like the way he kisses you changes to something more needy
  • but he’s never…….scary you know, he’s always safe and open with his emotions. unless someone says something to you - then it’s a whole different aura and he isn’t afraid to speak more harshly and show off his strength to make sure they think twice about ever messing with the love of his life again
  • but other than that, smiley boyfriend who once did aegyo so you’d kiss him and you were like clenching your  fist and he was like “ok ok ok no aegyo i got it ill just do the squirtle smile you love so much hehehe”
  • mark and jinyoung are so thankful that their duties as jackson’s personal safe-keepers is now in your hands except you love it 
  • because you love jackson and sure sometimes you have to hold his face and be like “sweetie, calm down - you know yugyeom didn’t mean to eat your lunch he just didn’t pack his own. shh no you shouldn’t swap his shampoo with glue, just look at me ok we’ll go get you a nice healthy salad”
  • and jackson is actually more calm when you’re around, mostly because his attention is always on you like nothing else matters to him if you’re in front of him jb says you put jackson into a trance
  • when you’re sad, jackson does anything. literally ANYTHING. to cheer you up and it always works because he’s so silly but so so SOOOOO sweet
  • like he goes from doing ugly faces and dances to serenading you quietly against your ear 
  • treats you like royalty as in pampers you in gifts even when you’re like jackson!!! don’t spend money on me!! like he gonna do it anyway he loves you to death
  • like once he got you a ring that had both your names engraved in it and like couple rings cheesy corny whatever but it was so pretty and you and jackson haven’t taken them off since
  • also jackson comes back to the dorm wiped out after practice and he’ll lay down and if you come over to visit you climb into his lap and you’re like “want me to make you feel better?” and jackson’s like sitting up like what do you mean but you just push him back down and wink
  • and the sock on the door tells mark that he should go back to the library because you and jackson are busy
  • but there was that one time he walked in and heard the shower running and he thought it was just jackson but then he heard you???? moan???? and he was like GTG FAST
  • jackson turning of the water and getting up off his knees like ‘did you heard the door shut?’ you, about to wrap your arms around his neck: ‘no, now kiss me’
  • jackson flaunting the marks you left on his neck and pretending he’s not but it’s so obvious he’s just like “these aren’t mosquito bites” to youngjae and youngjae’s like hYUNG PL E A S E
  • you come to jackson’s dance performance and you see him doing stretches and practicing so diligently and you swoon about it like wOW so handsome and you think he doesn’t see you but when jimin goes over to say hi to you jackson like teleports to your side like “ah so you’ve met MY s/o jimin (——:’ 
  • the fencing team loves you because you keep making handmade banners for them when you go to watch them and one of them literally has jackson’s face screenprinted onto it and everyone’s like “hyung look!!!” and jackson sees you waving it and shoots hearts at you from below and everyone there is like CORNY SO CORNY but yall are in your own universe 
  • you call jackson “jiaer” when he does something that makes you upset and he’s like “oh no, you used my real name im in trouble”
  • his mom texts you about jackson’s well being and when jackson found out he was like you TEXT MY MOM WHAT HAS SHE TOLD YOU and you’re just like “let’s just say i know that little jackson liked being called his mama’s lil jiaozi (steamed dumpling)”
  • jackson: don’t tell anyone
  • you: ok. except i already told mark
  • jackson: YOU TOLD YI EN OF ALL PEOPLE
  • you and jackson walking by, mark from somewhere: hey y/n. hey…..dumpling
  • jackson: mark you better RUN 

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marvelanimelover  asked:

So because he's just great I was wondering if you would share some of your Winter Soldier headcannons. Your choice as to what kind.

Dating Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier Would Involve…

Originally posted by strictly-bucky

(Just a heads up, I’m taking this as if you meet him for the first time Post-Winter Soldier.)

-Little touches and moments where he absent-mindedly strokes your skin.

-Light kisses in your hair or on your forehead.

-Conversations in the middle of the night about non-sense or nightmares or memories or anything inbetween.

-His hesitancy and reserved attitude around you, especially at first, because he is so, so afraid to hurt you.

-Helping him through relapses into Winter Soldier mode or the nightmares of things he’s done.

-Getting him new journals every time he fills the last one with memories.

-Eventually him telling you the stories to all of his scars as you trace them lightly with your fingers.

-Bucky being protective of you, worried for you, every time you go out.

-Nights cuddled up on the couch watching movies, both old and new.

-Cooking together whenever you can, even if it turns out horrible and you have to order in food, you love spending time together.

-Waking up in the middle of the night to notice he’s gone. You don’t panic or look for him (after the first few times), but he always turns up in the morning.

-Not questioning or prying information out of him on where he goes or what he’s done, just waiting for him to be comfortable enough to tell you.

-The terror that comes in those moments when he’s relapsed and you don’t know if he’s going to kill you.

-The relief when he comes out of it.

-And then you have to hear him apologize over and over again and assure him you don’t hold it against him, that you don’t think it’s his fault.

-Hiding him from everyone and everything, including the Avengers, Hydra, SHIELD, and any other enemies he’s made along the way.

-Him falling asleep on you at random moments. You’re so happy he feels comfortable enough around you to do that.

-You kissing him lightly on the cheek and his face heating up.

-Convincing him to go out in the world, to try new things. You take him to bars or parks or museums or art galleries. Anything to get him out in the world again.

-Bucky showing up whenever you’re in danger, and protecting you. Because he feels like he needs to protect you.

-Running your fingers through his hair.

-Patching up his wounds the best you can whenever he shows up with them.

-Going ice skating in the winter.

-Listening to all kinds of music on long car rides.

-Passionate kisses after he’s been gone a long time.

-Bucky trying to teach you different phrases in different languages. Eventually he uses a phrase you don’t understand.

“Wait. What’s that one mean?”

“Umm… it means ‘I lost it’ for if you’ve lost your map or your ticket…”

“Oh, okay.”

But he lied. As you continue to repeat the phrase, you don’t realize what he’d really said was, “I love you.”


Thank you for giving me the excuse to write this… It was fun, if not a bit angsty at some points… But that’s just how I think. Anyway, if any of you want to request things like this for Bucky in the 40s or other characters, let me know!

Some News that might be good

I know, yeah, you Might or might not be wondering: “Uh.. were’nt you gonna stay away from Tumblr, and move on in life?”

I was plainning to, as you can read in my apology and update posts from some weeks ago; but huh, I guess that wont be like it anymore.

I watched an old video of my favourite youtuber, DrossRotzank. The video is called “La gente Molesta de Youtube” (Youtube’s Annoying People) and its not in his channel anymore, I found it reuploaded by someone else. It made me think a lot about my own Internet experience, its not a lot different of what he described, and in his own terms, I lost the battle by letting those annoying people make me stop posting here, and even deleting my blogs.

Deleting my blogs made me lose all of my old drawings (or at least it made me lose track of em,, since I also ruinned my computer, with all my files, Im using my brother’s) And it made me lose what I had been building for so many time; A Fanbase around me and my art. . And by losing that, I lost the love and support of more than 30k people. I will have to start almost over again. At least I will try to not make the same mistakes I made when I started.

But I also learnt some good things when I was away, as my friends said, I needed a break, to think things out, and to get help. People who “hate” me seemed so many and so strong back then, but now I truly realize that theyre nothing compared to those who loved me.

So yeah, Hello!! I’m back from my Mental Rehabilitation, my Break, whatever,,

I dont think I’ll keep using this blog tho, since I made myself a new username and all, I dont want to waste it, so, I’ll just freely give it,

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Letters to You

  • Pairings: Jeon Jungkook x Reader ft. Kim Namjoon
  • Genre: Time Travel, Angst, Slight Fluff
  • Words: 7.2k
  • Description: Through a series of letters, Jungkook is able to re-live a life that never was. 

Originally posted by btsmwah


Would you still love me even if we never met?


There is an old library on the outskirts of town that Namjoon had stumbled upon online, one that even he, to Jungkook’s surprise, has never been to.  

This is actually quite mind-blowing because Kim Namjoon is what most people would call a bibliophile. He doesn’t just read in his spare time and browse around libraries and bookstores occasionally, no, Kim Namjoon lives and breathes books; those binded pages of pure information, worldly knowledge, and eye-opening stories are what he lives for. He has multiple copies of his favorites, views them as home décor, and is even the type to judge people based on what kind of books they like to read.

At this point, Jungkook wouldn’t even be surprised if Namjoon decides to have some sort of book sculpture as the centerpiece of his wedding in the future.

But it wasn’t because Jungkook, as one of Namjoon’s best friends, knows that Namjoon loves spending weekends immersed in the serene and peaceful realms that librairies have to offer that he decided to tag along this Sunday. It was because he lost a bet over being able to do ten pushups with Yoongi sitting on his back last weekend, and the so-called punishment was to find a book (physical copy) and actually read it, something Jungkook hasn’t done in a long, long time, which is how Jungkook found himself accompanying his intelligent and philosophical friend on this latest excursion.  

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Leave Mandie Alone

I can tell you why you should. I can speak from personal experience as to why you all need to take a huge step back and fuck right on off if you can’t handle a few mistakes.

Let me tell you my story.

I have a deviantart (DA) account. Many, many years ago, at least 5 or 6, I started working as a moderator in a group. Eventually, I ended up taking over the group and am now the founder, i.e, the owner, i.e, the boss, and I have been, for about… umm… maybe… 4 years now.

That’s all well and good, but I stopped using DA around the same time. That is to say, that this group is literally the ONLY reason I even bother to log onto DA anymore. That is literally IT.

And I get it… I could let the group die. Nobody could do anything, the old owner checks in sometimes and is still surprised it’s running. Really, nobody asked me to keep maintaining the group. But I feel obligated to, because I know people enjoy and benefit from it. Much like Mandie, I get no personal benefit for doing that. I don’t get paid. I don’t get any rewards. All I get in return is the occasional person commenting that they are glad the group exists. THAT IS IT.

That being said, however, I don’t owe anybody shit. And neither does Mandie. But people LOVE to act like we admins owe our patrons our ass on a silver platter simply for using our service, in this case the maintenance of a group/tumblr. Let me explain. 

In this group, because it’s on DA, it runs off of submissions. People draw art, post it, and submit it to my group for review. For the longest time, I did it all by myself because having extra mods wasn’t working out. This led to the backlog of submissions stretching out to a month behind schedule, and in some instances submissions would just expire because I didn’t get to them in time.

Additionally, because of how many deviations I had to review, it was easier and far quicker to just glance at the thumbnail and vote it through or deny it based on what I saw. There’s not a not of detail in a thumbnail, where the art is shrunk.

Oh, did I mention? My group is strictly SFW.

Things I have had happen in my group:

- One user absolutely flipped her lid and went apeshit on me because I had accepted a deviation of an MLP character where you could see the silhouette of a clothed nipple. Barely noticeable when viewed on the page, absolutely nonexistent on a thumbnail. Didn’t stop her from ripping me a new asshole over it. Apparently she had an issue with ANYTHING relating to sex - which is fine, I get it, I know why these things happen. Did not stop her from being a total bitch and telling me I had no business running the group. Ironically had a photo of a blue waffle as her profile picture - didn’t respond but did change it when I couldn’t resist informing her what it was alluding to (left a Wikipedia link as so to inform her as gently as possible).

- had another guy tell me how to do my “job”. Would constantly note the group with submissions he felt were unacceptable for the group. Some were justified, most not. He ended up running around to other users, mini modding them and telling THE ARTIST DIRECTLY on the “groups behalf” they had no business putting their art in my group. Had to run after him and clean up, apologize to the artists, told him not to mini mod, but he kept doing it. Would only stop and ended up leaving the group once I refused to remove a submission he didn’t like after repeatedly arguing with me over it.

- was having an issue with the old owner coming back and voting things through differently than the way I had run things now - ended up having an angry user in my inbox demanding to know why her submission was declined when similar ones had been accepted. Didn’t like my answer explaining that the others shouldn’t have been accepted either and that we were having admin issues. Left the group.

- had to close down the featured folder because people won’t read the rules, they’ll just constantly submit to it instead of the proper folder. Closing it was the only way to get people to pretend to read.

- people that constantly submit things that are clearly against the rules- it’s not even hard rules, it’s things like “no commission information, adoptables, or sales allowed!” And yet getting nothing but pages of YCHs.

Those are just the main stories that I can think of right now, over the years I’ve had so many I could write a novel. And that’s just a stupid group on DA.

You all that are whining about Mandie, and throwing nothing but complaints, I’m so tired of all of your ignorant, crusty asses. If you think things are wrong, leave. Nobody will miss you, just like nobody misses the customer that says they’ll never be back. You don’t need to stomp your feet and cry until you get what you want just because one thing is wrong.

If you think you can do better, create another blog and do better. It’s easy until you get popular and your volume of submissions explodes out the ass. It’s easy to sift through every submission until you have hundreds to look through, all the while you have a job/school/baby/etc AND while people are sitting there bitching your head off because “why wasn’t my story posted???? Weehhhhhh.”

Nobody owes you anything.

There’s a difference between making legitimate complaints and bringing legitimate issues to the admin. But here’s a protip for you - if you’re running the owner off the blog, you’re doing it wrong.

Trina headcanons bc I don’t see enough of my mom on tumblr dot com

  • Trina is a fan of some older technology that started coming back (ex. keeps one of those on-wall house phones, record player, probably has a polaroid honestly, overall she just loves the feel of older things)
  • Trina’s favorite thing is physical affection. She definitely loves being complimented, but if you put a hand on her leg when you talk to her and stuff like that it makes her at least 10x more attentive??
  • Trina majored in art in college, but never pursued a career in it because she didn’t deem her art ‘good enough.’
  • A perfectionist when it comes to art, and will trash a piece if it doesn’t come out the way she planned and can’t be redeemed
  • Uses Whizzer’s photographs for art inspo when she’s having an art block
  • Usually paints people she knows, but doesn’t often show them the paintings
  • She always write Mendel little love letters and Jason little notes in his lunchbox. They’re almost always covered in little doodles of flowers (roses mainly)
  • Played Violin in highschool, and still owns her old Violin but never really plays. She can remember a few songs though
  • Trina’s closet is practically 15% solid colors, 50% floral patterns, and the rest is just? random patterns. It’s also mostly sweaters, skirts, and dress shirts with the occasional pair of mom jeans
  • She definitely owns a lot of flowery lingerie but almost never wears it aside from “special” occasions
  • Goes to the gym at least once every week as well as working out at home with Mendel.
  • Pretty great at cooking, and knows quite an impressive amount of kosher recipes that she just adores
  • She gets bitter SO quick guys. So quick.
  • She wears a lot of jewelry? But among that is always her wedding ring and if she’s not wearing it on her finger she’s wearing it on a necklace
  • Loves scented candles?? SO much?? Literally anytime she will she a new kind she just stops and is ‘we need to go in there I need that.’ She probably has about 50+ but does that stop her? Nope
  • She still kept the wedding ring Marvin gave her, but it’s in a small box in her drawer and she sees the box but never opens it
  • About an inch taller than Mendel, and CONSTANTLY teases him about it
  • The literal worst passenger driver ever. You’re never doing anything right and her road rage is full fledge at all times
  • Trina is such an obnoxious drunk. She’s loud and giggly and makes dumb jokes and hangs all over everyone. The only exception is if someone brings up something upsetting, then she just cries for hours on end and apologizes forever
  • Trina has a separate room in the house where she just does art and listens to music and chills out and it’s her favorite thing ever
  • She honestly has some kind of addiction to kosher coffee and it’s not healthy at all but she lives on it so
  • Trina cries SO much?? Literally always crying. She cries when she’s angry or sad or happy she’s just always crying
  • Such a pinterest mom. Always finds new recipes or crafts or things off of pinterest, and somehow always nails them too????
  • Honestly has a pretty nice body for a mother. Due to working out so much she stays pretty slim but also has a fair amount of muscle and also a really nice butt. She can only thank squats for that one.
  • Addicted to candy crush
  • Such a cat lady??? Loves cats honestly so much
  • Has one of the most ridiculous laughs? Esp with a little snort at the end it’s so much

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve going to therapy and dealing with his depression? BEFORE the Bucky reveal, preferably! Thanks

Previously…

Steve finds Bruce in the labs at Stark Towers and grins when he realizes Stark’s there too. The two of them are hunched over something on a microscope, taking notes and quipping each other as if the world runs on their snark.

Steve knocks on the door and when neither of them respond, knocks again. This gets Stark’s attention who spins on his heel and exclaims loudly. As if anything Stark does is quiet. He’s beginning to wonder if that is simply how Stark is, though Steve never imagined someone could possibly be so…exuberant.

“What brings you down here, Oh Captain My Captain?” Tony frowns quickly. “Did you not like the upgrades on the suit? I thought the old one was…well… too old, but I can—”

“No, Tony, the upgrades are fine. I really like them.” Steve interrupts with a smile. “I was actually hoping to talk to Dr. Banner for a minute, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course, Steve. I’ll just—” Banner looks around at the clutter on the table and grins wryly. “Actually, how about we meet at Annie’s around the corner in about twenty minutes?”

“That works. I’ll see you then.”

Steve turns to leave when he hears Stark muttering, “Hey Tony, would you like to join us for lunch? I know I’m stealing your science bro in the m—”

Steve pauses. “Wanna have dinner tomorrow, Tony?”

Stark’s head snaps up as he narrows his eyes before melting into a smirk. It’s quite fascinating, really. “Why, you asking me on a date, Captain?”

Steve returns the smirk. “Are you saying yes? We can invite Bruce if it’d make you more comfortable.” He widens his eyes and blinks slowly. He’s been told it gives him an aura of innocence.

You—” Tony pokes a finger in his direction. “—are unbelievable. I expected better from Captain America. A little more honesty.”

Steve raises both his hands. “Hey, my offer is genuine.”
Fine.” Tony turns to Banner. “You in, Brucie? I’m sure the Captain, the gentleman that he is, will pay too.”

Steve snorts. “Of course.”

“Sure,” Bruce replied. “I didn’t have anything planned.”

“Great. Well, I…I’m gonna go get us table.” Steve thrums his fingers on the table. “Yeah.”


“I got you some hot chocolate. Noticed that’s what you were drinking last time.” Steve pushes the steaming mug towards Bruce as he takes a seat.

“Thanks, Steve, I appreciate it. This—” He chuckles. “I’d say this place has some of the best hot chocolate I’ve tasted. Have you tried it?”

“Yeah. It’s, uh, it’s really good. But I don’t get in the hot chocolate mood until winter hits.”

“Fair enough. I think they add a shot of white chocolate. That’s the secret.”

“Why don’t you ask?”

Bruce shrugs. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Steve grins and takes a sip of his tea. He grew up on water and juice since caffeine hadn’t been good for his heart and during the war, well, he had no need for caffeine thanks to the serum, so he hadn’t subjected himself to the awful instant brew the others had. Now, he’s been working his way through coffee and tea, his enhanced senses picking up on subtle tastes. Annie’s has one of the better selections of tea within a few blocks.

It’s an overcast day with the sun peeking out at random intervals and since it’s summer, the temperature is pleasant. Crowds mill about on the streets and while there is a lot that is unfamiliar to Steve, the overall view feels like home. It’s a nice day out.

Bruce clears his throat and Steve starts.

“Shit. I—”

“Don’t worry about it, Steve. I don’t mind people-watching. I enjoy it, but you did say you wanted to talk about something?”

Steve straightens in his seat and faces Bruce properly. “Ah, yes. Yes, I did. I…uh, I wanted to apologize to you for, um, how I reacted when you…our last talk.”

“Steve, you don’t have to apologize,” Bruce says, shaking his head. “I…”

“I do. You were concerned about me and expressed that concern and I didn’t exactly receive it well. Me being…new to all this, it’s not an excuse,” Steve explains hurriedly. “I am sorry. I was rude.”

Bruce opens his mouth and Steve can see the objection coming, but before he could say anything, Bruce deflates against his chair with a grin. “I appreciate the apology. I didn’t need it, but I appreciate it nonetheless.” He moves forward and looks at Steve. “To be honest, the fact that you took my advice is good enough for me, and I was well aware that therapy and talking about your emotions is not something you’re used to before I came to talk to you.”

“It’s not,” Steve confesses with a wry smile. “I’m still…I fear I’m not being open enough and my therapist, well…he has the patience of a saint.”

Bruce shrugs. “Each person has their own pace. It’s not a race. Therapists work around a person and their comfort level. It’s kinda what they’re paid for. Otherwise, how is it going?”

“Well, I think…we haven’t…I’ve always been like this, Bruce. The seclusion. The fighting. The…” Steve inhales deeply as he collects his thoughts. “All my life, even before I was a soldier in the War, I…I fought for my life so many times, and I fought for, I don’t know, women or other kids so many times. I’ve always fought and I….I don’t think I…I know how to not…how to…live, I guess.” Steve chuckles airily, flushing.

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Bruce replies after a moment. “It’s not. It’s…it just is. In this world especially. Everyone is always moving that they don’t always take the time to self-evaluate, to process. Everyone does this now. Progress is important. Keeping yourself busy is…” Bruce looks out at the city crowds, always changing, always hustling. “It’s easy, but it’s not always healthy. You’re not the only one caught up in this. People work too much. You should have different hobbies.”

“‘S what he said too.” Steve twists a napkin between his fingers.

“Have you thought about what you want to try?”

“I…” Steve ducks his head. “I used to draw. Charcoal. I…I had color blindness and paints were expensive, but now…”

Bruce beams. “That sounds wonderful, Steve. If you need any advice, Pepper is quite familiar with the art world. I’m sure she can help you out. From what I hear, there are a lot of options.”

“Thank you. I’ll definitely talk to Ms. Potts. So far I’ve just, I started charcoal on canvas again. I’ll work my way up to paints, I suppose. Though, I don’t know how well Stark’s gonna take me stealing you and Ms. Potts.”

“Oh, he shares better than you’d think.”

“Oh, yeah?” Steve waggles his eyebrows and Bruce barks out a laugh. “That’s nice, I suppose. How is he? You know, after…”

“He almost died? Yeah. I don’t know? I tried to talk to him about it and he just shuts off. Pepper said she’s working on it, but I don’t know.” Bruce traces the rim of his cup with his index finger. “It’s Tony.”

“Maybe I could talk to him?”

Bruce looks up at that. “That’d be really nice, Steve.”

“I’ll find some time after dinner tomorrow.”

Bruce leans back in his chair with a smirk. “You know you’re gonna have a helluva bill, right?”

“I don’t know, maybe I can convince him to go out for hot dogs.”

Bruce snorts. “Well…you know what kind of hot dogs he likes.”

It takes a minute, but— “Bruce!

Bruce bursts out laughing at that while Steve tries to smother his amusement. He’s heard the rumors, but Stark is going steady with Ms. Potts now. Steve shakes his head at Bruce as he tries to collect himself, his eyes shining with mirth and…

Oh.

It is a nice day out.

here comes the breath before (trixya) - dare

Piled into the back of an Uber, Katya watches Trixie draw sloppy circles on her forearm, smiling dozily with her cheek against the backseat, and tries to push down the troublesome feelings that have been bubbling up all night.

“It went so good,” Trixie is saying. “Don’t you think? I think it went good.”

(AN: back with more! still not the longer thing – i’d say that’s coming soon, but time isn’t real, so i won’t. thank you for the nice words/response to “all dressed up”! this is shorter, about 1.7k, and it’s pure Todd Haynes glancing touches and half-finished sentences slow burn slice-of-life bullshit set after the album release party (buy Two Birds on itunes.) not established relationship, but established something. enjoy!)

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Anon requested what romancing Yoosung in the MMO AU would be like, and so, I deliver a rough sketch of a design and the rough sketch of a route!


You are a profoundly busy college student juggling both school and work, so you haven’t had time to try Mystic Message Online - an incredibly popular virtual reality mmorpg - though you’ve heard your friend from school gushing about it basically non-stop since you met him. Said friend’s birthday is coming up though, and he’s ALWAYS wanted you to play MMO, so you decide that… hey, why not pick up a copy, level up a character a little, and then surprise him on his special day by telling him your screen-name so you can play together? It’d make him happy, and said friend is pretty cute, anyway. You can take a little bit of a break from work to have fun with him.

You go to the store and, by sheer chance, are awarded a special, milestone promotional code that will give you a number of rare items, along with a fully leveled character to try the game out with. Sounds great, right? You get home, launch the game, put on the special VR headset that makes everything feel so real, and put in you code.

after a flash of light, something weird happens.

You find that you’re logged into a max-level character with an inventory full of strange items, including a peculiar letter that you open up and read. All it says, in a loopy, elegant script, is you are the key that will unlock this world, and it promptly vanishes after you’ve read it, dissolving into particles that are carried off by the wind.

You don’t have much time to think about that, though, because you are IMMEDIATELY besieged by messages in the guild chat, one of them being from Shooting Star.

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Unavailable (reader x Bucky) - Part 5 of Accidents Happen

Heyo! So I meant to have this posted last night, but I decided to try to go out and be social, therefore no time. Oddly enough, though, I’m posting this from my work because my power is out and I’m here after hours to use the wifi and charge my devices. Super crazy day. 

Anywho! This took me forever to write because this is my first attempt at a mission/action/fighting scene. Whew. I hope it makes sense and flows well. :) Send me any comments or constructive criticism in that regard! I’d love to your your thoughts. And thanks to @you-and-bucky for the tips and encouragement! 

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Unavailable (reader x Bucky) 

Characters: reader x Bucky, Natasha, Sam, Clint, Steve, OC Viktor Sokolov

Summary: Y/N is on a mission with the Avengers and things don’t exactly go as planned. 

Warnings: One swear word, action/mild violence, then some fluff!!

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Originally posted by teamsteverogrs

As far as missions went, this was actually pretty boring so far. Five days in and things were finally coming together. Days were spent doing surveillance, analyzing patterns between the comings and goings of the frequent guests to the compound in Eastern Europe suspected of housing HYDRA operations. Which for you basically meant freezing your butt off in the middle of the woods in mid Winter and keeping an eye on the only road to and from the compound. Sam was in charge of scouting from above with help from Red Wing and Natasha had tapped into their computers to watch for activity. Steve had spent what seemed like forever seeking out weak points in the compound itself before calling the whole team back together with a plan for tonight.

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Klaine Advent 2016: Day 3 Charm

Day 3: Charm

Kurt and Burt adjusting to Blaine in season 2. 3145 words

It’s the thing people said about Blaine, or so it seemed to Kurt. Right after “dapper” and before “gentlemanly,” they would say it—“He’s so charming!” And Kurt had to admit he was so in agreement with them; it was something he was proudest of about this boy. He felt sometimes like walking around Lima with Blaine was like being wrapped up in a cloud of that charm. Faces that used to be closed off to him, eyebrows raised, now were softened and welcoming.

Just on one outing on a pretty spring afternoon, three different shopkeepers had smiled and said, “Keep the change” to Blaine. I mean, who did that? And the lady in the jewelry store actually found some Easter wrapping paper to add a special touch to his present for his mama; when Blaine went for his wallet to tip her, she had actually blushed as she stopped him with a manicured hand to his forearm.

“That was weird,” Kurt said as they waited in line at the Sundae Shoppe.

“Hmmm?” Blaine questioned with his eyebrows as he bent over the bag containing his purchases.

“Mrs. Sims in the jewelry store. I’d swear she was flirting with you, but, I mean, she’s at LEAST 30.”

“Maybe she has spring fever, Kurt,” Blaine replied. “I know I certainly do. Or maybe it’s the company. I think you should always wear just exactly that shade of blue. It really brings out your eyes.”

Okay, so maybe those people had a point. He was charming and dreamy, and Kurt’s insides were melting with pleasure AGAIN. He longed to grab his boyfriend’s hand or steal a kiss. He settled with looking down and blushing. “Watch it mister. Flattery will get you—”

“A ride home, I hope?” Blaine asked, leaning close to whisper, “And some makeout time in the driveway? Kitchen? My room?”


The one person in Kurt’s life who didn’t seem to be taken by Blaine’s charm was Kurt’s dad. Kurt couldn’t blame him, actually. Finding a boy—an obviously hungover boy—in your child’s bed sort of had a way of killing any positive first impressions. Not that he DISLIKED him, really. But even after Kurt danced through the door from Dalton, with the news that he had a boyfriend, a delightful boyfriend, the best boyfriend, Burt still seemed to hold Blaine at arm’s length.

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