“It’s probably under the moonlight that we see that black boys can be blue, can be sad and sullen and intimate,” he said. “It’s under starlight that we see them differently, or that we get the chance to.”
“Because we rarely see ourselves in those hues or under that gauze. We see ourselves in the harsh police light or the amber of street lights, but what is it when the reflection of the sun in the moon is sitting on these bodies. What beauty can we see?”
Summary: Modern AU. Your first day at the New York Bulletin takes a catastrophic turn when you accidentally overlook a fellow employee’s private chat session. Inspired by the novel Attachments by Rainbow Rowell.
A/N: My gosh, we have finally reached the end of this story. I want to send out my thanks to every single one of you who joined me on this journey. Your continuous support and love kept this story alive. I hope you enjoy the conclusion of this tale! Also, please check out this Spotify playlistIsabela (@lovellylittlelonely) made that was inspired by this series! It’s amazing :)
You nearly tripped up the stairs as you made your way to the newsroom, the imperfect combination of nervousness and excitement surging through your veins. You were finally officially meeting Barnes–Bucky–in the break room, the place where the both of you first unofficially met.
This was it. This was finally it.
Stepping inside the newsroom, you ambled across the floor toward your destination, your breath quickening with every step. You felt like you were in a dream. All of this felt so surreal to you as if none of this was happening at all. If this was a dream though, you never wanted to wake up from it. It was too sweet, too intoxicating to leave. You never wanted to return to reality again.
centripetal force by braveten, Explicit, 85k Victor speaks seven languages. (Physics isn’t one of them.) Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major. LOVE this!
cover story by fan_nerd, Explicit, 8.2k 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. SO good! Love this fic!
Just Hold On (We’re Going Home) by kiaronna, Mature, 23k Where Yuuri remembers the banquet, Viktor forgets, and Yakov Feltsman has his own plans. I screamed so much while reading this it’s so so so amazing OMG
The melody of your soul by Analys, Mature, 5.5k (WIP) Katsuki Yuuri is a talented singer with a voice that spellbinds anybody that hears him sing but his stage fright and anxiety takes the best of him. He wishes to become a world acknowledged singer and his dream starts taking form when he’s accepted at the prestigious Juilliard School with his childhood friend, Phichit. However, Yuuri ends up rooming with a total stranger, a senior student that is supposed to guide him through his first semester and help him overcome his stage fright. Roommate that turns out to be the school prodigy, Victor Nikiforov. Really good so far!
ebony & ivory by wbtrashking (fan_nerd), Explicit, 20k A little longer than your average one shot, but OH MY GOD THIS FIC IS AMAZING. Yuuri, a pianist, moves into a new apartment complex to play with the ASO. Not long after he starts practicing, he starts getting requests from his mysterious upstairs neighbour. THIS FIC CLEARED MY SKIN AND SAVED MY SOUL IT’S SO SO AMAZING
i’ve stumbled onto sounds i wasn’t able to make alone by zerotransfat, Teen, 20k Yakov pushes Victor for another season, and Victor doesn’t really have a good reason to refuse. He’s been having trouble finding his free program music when he meets Yuuri, a composer who can’t seem to finish this one song. SO GOOD OMG! Definitely recommend!
Encore by sub_textual, Teen, 37k (WIP) A semi-retelling of the events of Yuri!!! On Ice through the competitive world of music. In which Yuuri and Viktor find each other, life, and love. Love!
Gotta Have Soul by CelestialYuuri, Teen, 27k (WIP) Victor Nikiforov is a living legend in the music industry, but he’s losing steam after years of touring cities and continents that change in the blink of an eye. Yuuri Katsuki is a musician who puts passion in what he creates, but he’s still timid when it comes to singing to his full ability. Stunning singer-songwriter AU! Must read!
tempo rubato by shirabeau, Explicit, 5.5k “Viktor,” Yuuri says through a choking gasp, “what if I get a low score, what if they hate—” Viktor’s hold on his neck tightens, and he pulls Yuuri closer still, bringing their faces just inches apart. “You won’t, and they won’t.” Lovely pianist AU!
Your Voice by DandereMikuo, Teen, 9.2k (WIP) After a certain incident, 19-year old Katsuki Yuuri is unable to skate, and now confides in his newfound interest: music. Meanwhile, famous figure skater 23-year old Victor Nikiforov is in Japan for personal reasons. Great fic!
My Little Music Box by alisayamin (sh_04e), Mature, 19k (WIP) As a composer, Victor no longer has any inspiration to write new music. His solution? Travel the whole world to try and find it. LOVE!
I love you, my dear by indianchai, Teen, 8.5k Musician au where famous YouTube singer Victor is practically in love with a famous singer/lyricist named Lilith (who has never revealed his true identity to the public). Thumbs up!
et le soleil dit a la lune by intertwingular, Gen, 7.1k (WIP) In which viktor nikiforov somehow ends up as katsuki yuuri’s accompanist, and learns that sometimes, spring is all you have. they learn to make the most of it. Lovely Your Lie in April AU!
The melody of your soul by Analys, Mature, 5.5k (WIP) Katsuki Yuuri is a talented singer with a voice that spellbinds anybody that hears him sing but his stage fright and anxiety takes the best of him. YUURI AND VICTOR ARE ROOMMATES AT JUILLIARD CAN YOU HEAR MY SCREAMS
dear true love by cityboys, Teen, 63k (WIP) Victor is a writer pretending to be on a break; Yuuri is a pianist pretending to not be on a break. They meet, somehow, in the backwaters of Saga Prefecture, Japan. SO AMAZING
Few fandoms have been blessed by someone as radiant in form and as spellbinding in style.Thank you, sir, for being so demonically gorgeous, and so gorgeously demonic. Since the first time you stepped on stage as Sebastian, you have engraved a contract on our hearts.
The making of The Caretaker of the Ruins is something that we – Minty and Eruto – have both enjoyed immensely. The two of us have already taken so much away from this project… and we’re not even halfway done yet! There is still plenty of Caretaker on the horizon.
But the end of Caretaker is not the end for us. You’ve only risen to the dawn of our arrival.
“What does the future hold?”
Together, we are working to create something truly spellbinding that will impact people from all walks of life. A fantasy rollercoaster of fear, courage, and excitement. Fantasy, yet all too real. Alongside Caretaker’s busy schedule, we’ve been setting aside time for what is to be the next big thing.
A completely original Mineru Design project, codenamed Project GLORY.
This 17th century witches cottage was discovered near Pendle Hill, Lancashire, and was described as “spellbinding” by historians. It is believed that it was the home to Pendle witches, who were always said to have lived in Malkin tower. A mummified cat was discovered inside the cottage. In 1612 in Pendle, 20 people were killed for witchcraft. Historians have said that the mummified cat would be used as a good luck chalice and to ward off evil spirits.
Watching Céline Dion play dress up, twirling on a balcony overlooking the Place Vendôme in Paris or catching her reflection in the mirror of the elevator at the Royal Monceau, is a captivating sight. Perhaps almost as spellbinding as when the Canadian singer is belting out her heartfelt ballads to an audience of thousands. As these behind-the-scenes images of Vogue’s latest video reveal, Céline Dion’s crowd-pleasing skills aren’t limited to the stage.
I'm loving you Cryptid!Seattle universe. :) I do have a question though: do the cryptids like storytime (being read to)? If they do, do the local libraries have storytime outreach programs for the ones who can't come to the library storytimes?
OK, so I’ve been kind of sitting on this ask becuase IT’S SO ADORABLE AND I FEEL BETTER EVERY TIME I LOOK AT IT.
Cryptids in this universe are mostly like humans, but with Additional Issues- some don’t care for it, some are meh, but most of them really like being read to.
Vampires in particular are Big into Libraries and Literacy- partly from the tendency to read a lot when you have a hundred extra years to spare, but also becuase Libraries are inherently PUBLIC spaces, and one of the few buildings vamps can enter without being invited in first.
Also the cataloging and recording of information is very satisfying to the Vampiric Urge to Count Everything.
So Vampire and other Cryptid librarians often hold weekly reading/Oral Storytelling Events like Spellbinders, where human and crypt kids alike can come in and hear a really good story.
There are a lot of sirens in Spellbinders.
As for the things that can’t come in like Merfolk: There are podcasts (everyone’s got a freaking smartphone these days), radio stations, and the occasional volunteer that goes out to some of the more secluded beaches.
Dragons tend to ether have their own staff these days and YOU BET that having a good reading voice is a great way to get hired.
Some cryptids like to do the reading- Marion is fond of stretching out on the couch next to Alex and reading really, really boring stuff about aquaculture or the history of forks until Alex can get to sleep.
Requested by @steph-oliveira:
Hi honey! ❤ Can you please do the prompts 31, 36, 39 and 43 with Theo Raeken with a happy ending? 😊 Thank you very much 💕💕💕
31. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
36.”You’re my anchor.”
39. “Kiss me.”
43. “I love you.”
Rating: angsty fluff?
A/N: I’m sorry for taking a long time to write this, I hope it meets your expectations.
Y/N sat in her usual spot during lunch, with her headphones in her ears and her book in her hand. The music drowning out the distant chatter of the A team worrying about the upcoming exam, the rebels carelessly brushing it off but deep down inside, they were quietly panicking.
She crossed her legs beneath her and her eyes continued their scan through the words of the spellbinding book. A tapping on her shoulder made Y/N flinch slightly, pulling out one of her headphones out and shifted her attention to the initiator. “Can I talk to you for a second?“
As Y/N’s eyes met Theo’s, agitation coursed through her veins. "No.” she stated firmly before placing the headphone back to its previous position. “Please, Y/N” his plea went by unheard as she continued flipping through the pages.
His fingers gently wrapped around the chord and pulled on it arousing a deadly glare from the girl in front of him. “If you don’t back off this second, I’m going to kick you so hard in the balls that even your rapid werewolf healing won’t protect you” her hot breath fanned across his cheek.
“At least tell me what I’ve done wrong, so I can fix it” she scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Are you kidding? Nothing could ever fix what you’ve done to Scott, Stiles, everyone! For that matter. Scott told me what you’ve done” his eyes widened as the words fell out of her mouth.
“Baby, listen to me. That was before, it’s different now, I’m different. And it’s all because of you” he attempted to place a hand on her cheek but she only swatted it away before it could touch her face.
“Back off” Scott growled behind the crouching Theo.
Looking up at the alpha behind him, Theo’s tearful eyes glowed in anger. He stood up, and surprisingly, did as told. “Are you alright?” Scott scanned her features only to find pure anger and pain. “No, I’m not”
That night, Y/N strolled around the streets after sneaking out of her bedroom window. It’s been so long since she’s felt her boyfriend’s warmth, or whatever he was to her. Her heart shattered once she was informed of what he had done to her friends. She was astonished by how she was oblivious to everything that was going around her at the time.
Y/N only got to take a few steps more before her Theo appeared in front of her once more. “Y/N,” he whispered lowly, but enough for her to hear him. “What part of ‘stay away’ don’t you understand? I don’t wanna fucking see you. Is that too much to ask for?” His eyes gawked at her in surprise, he had never heard her curse before that moment.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Stop it” annoyance coated her words as she started to walk away again.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to his chest. Much to his surprise she didn’t fight him, but her arms hung by her sides. “Please listen, let me finish a sentence without you walking away in the middle of it. And when I’m done, and you still wanna leave, I won’t stop you” she took his words into consideration and finally complied to his pleading.
Theo took a step back, but kept his hands on her arms; fearing she might leave again. “I swear to you Y/N, I’ve changed-” he growled and his eyes flashed yellow at her intrusive behavior.
Y/N flinched in terror as it was the first time he’d lost control in front of her; it was a night of firsts. “Sorry” she mumbled as he regained his composure upon smelling fear on her.
“I’m sorry too, I should’ve told you everything. But believe me when I say that I’ve changed Y/N, I don’t wanna hurt anyone anymore. Especially not you” her face remained expressionless.
His first “I love you,” was whispered as his head hung low and salty droplets ran down his cheeks. “Theo.” She said sternly. “I’m not done,” he said before she could continue; she nodded for him to go on.
“You’re my anchor, Y/N. Whenever I feel like I’m losing control, all I have to do is think about you and your beautiful smile and I’d calm down instantly. I really love you” he sighed in content when his fingertips brushed her cheek without her recoiling.
The closer he got, the faster her heartbeats were. Until he eventually had his forehead on hers. “Kiss me” she whispered, and he did.
He kissed her like it was the last time he’d ever feel her lips against his. He pulled her hips close and she did the same by tangling her fingers with his soft locks.
“Give me a chance to prove myself to you,” he spoke breathlessly from the kiss. “If you ever mistreat my friends again, I’m not the only thing you’d be losing” he nodded frantically as she spoke.
“I love you too, idiot” she flicked his forehead before placing a soft kiss on his lips.