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Hit Me Like A Ray Of Sun

“Bitty. Holy fuck.”

Bitty’s eyes fly open.

Ransom is only an inch from his face.

“Wake up, Bits.”

Bitty groans and holds onto the blankets but Ransom gets a good grip on them and rips them all off at once.

“Justin Oluransi I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’m never making pie for you again. I mean it. I need my rest. I was up late studying.”

Ransom snorts.

“I was to studying.” He only talked to Jack for ten minutes. Fifteen tops. “And if you don’t let me sleep for the remaining 25 minutes that I am allowed I am taking every single piece of dessert that I make here and bringing it to the LAX house. You’re going to ruin it for everyone.”

“Jeeze,” Ransom says with a roll of his eyes. “So dramatic. Just like your boyfriend.”

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anonymous asked:

omg what is dead chicken i haven't seen it i'm curious now. but i do hope he wears the costume from 4cc at worlds. it belongs on a runway it's the most beautiful costume i've ever seen

you sweet summer child whose eyes have never been sullied by the sight of the chicken costume…i almost feel bad for answering this because your innocence will forever be gone. but you asked for it.

imagine the betrayal. going from one of the best costumes of the season, to this:

i can’t believe i had to go take these screencaps, i need to cleanse myself now

I’ve been feeling really discouraged and lonely in my fanfic writing lately. While it may be true that I’m writing primarily for self-expression, I would also really like to write in community and have more feedback. I feel like I only get a tiny bit of that here and in the few scattered reviews I get on AO3 and FFN. I didn’t get much feedback at all on my last chapter and it was a bit demoralizing — I don’t know if it’s because my writing sucks, or if people dislike my take on things, or if it’s just a matter of people simply not having read it yet. 

I’d also really like to discover more fanfic and encourage other writers however I can. 

All that to say, does anyone know of any good online communities that involve sharing fic (particularly about Han x Leia)? I seem to remember stumbling across a Han x Leia writers blog at some point but I can’t remember the name. @graciecatfamilyband I might have stumbled upon it through one of your posts?

Anyway I just thought I’d throw this question out to the wind and see if it catches. If anyone has any pointers for this relatively new fic writer, it would be very much appreciated!

I know people have a lot of issues with the Fallout fandom as a whole but I gotta tell ya, it’s pretty much the only fandom that doesn’t really feature any of my “burn it with fire” kinks and I appreciate that.

going through positivity blogs honestly make me cry sometimes… esp when im feeling really upset or something it gives me a little bit of hope.

and then other times i remember all the beautiful aspects of my life, my friends and family, the good memories i’ve experienced, how far we’ve all come, the amazing possibilities of the future.

i’m so lucky to have been blessed with so many things. life is so hard at times and i cry and say i hate it but really… life…life is also good i guess. really good.

i want to live and experience it all.

Hey, guys! So, there won’t be a post today. I konw, I’ve done this twice this week. But I have good reasons. I’ve got three midterm projects due next week so I absolutely won’t have any time to write. I’m going to write this weekend and hopefully get as much as I can done to post during the week. 

I’m also trying to get as many as I can done so I can open requests back up. I wanted to open them next week but I haven’t gotten nearly as close to finished as I thought I would. So, I’m either going to clean a few more out of my inbox or continue trying to write these for a few more weeks. 

I’ve been thinking about possibly cleaning out my inbox every few months because it’s not fair to you guys to keep requests sitting for months at a time, you know? So. I haven’t decided anything yet, I’m just throwing around ideas. I’ll let you guys know when I fully decide but, as always, if you have any thoughts then please don’t hesitate to let me know!

Hope you guys have a great weekend! :)


for @allmycharactersare-dead: oikawa, iwaizumi & the flock 1 and 2 trainees from wingbeats!! because dragons and dragon riders are. the coolest. also I promised you a thing!! ヾ(*´∀`*)ノ 

If they had a baby...

I kinda have a head canon for if Yuuri and Victor have a kid so why the heck not share it with all of you?

  • Yuuri and Victor consider adoption but in the end go with a surrogate in the end. They find out later on the baby will be blood related to Victor and is a little boy.
  • In order to tell Yakov the news Victor sends his old coach that says “Number One Grandpa” Yakov ends up calling Japan at 3 in the morning wanting answers.
  • To break the news to the Katsukis, Yuuri finds some of his old baby clothes and asks his parents if they think this would look cute on their grandson. 
  • Victor insists that their baby be named Yuuri as well, both Yuuri and Yurio argue there’ no need for another Yuri in the family.
  • Despite this Victor still urges that the baby be named after Yuuri in some way.
  • They settle on the name Katsuo as a play on Yuri’s last name Katsuki.
  • “Katsu” means victory and “o” means hero.
  • There are many arguments of who would be the baby’s God father, the expecting parents are often bribed with gifts.
  • In the end they choose Yuuko and Takeshi because the couple were the least annoying about the decision.
  • Their son is born December 20th, Victor calls him the most precious early birthday present he could ever receive.
  • Katsuo shares the same hair color as Victor but has brown eyes that some people say look a lot like Yuri’s.
  • Despite living in different countries their fellow skaters all fly to Japan to get a chance to meet the new addition.
  • Yurio is now Uncle Yurio (he refuses to admit he loves the new title) He swears to protect baby Katsuo from anyone who dares try to hurt him.
  • Yakov tears up upon holding Katsuo for the first time.
  • Victor and Chris tend to go on shopping trips to buy designer baby clothes for Katsuo despite Yuri’s protesting.
  • Phichit ends up taking hundreds of selfies with Katsuo and proudly shows off how adorable his new nephew is.
  • All of Yurio’s gifts are tiger themed.
  • The mobile above Katuso’s crib is custom made and plays Yuri On Ice, it lulls him to sleep instantly.

Never underestimate the power of supporting a small scale fanfic writer. They may end up writing novel length fanfiction that is beloved the whole fandom over. They might go on to write original fiction and be published. And they might just be really happy and keep doing what they’re doing.

All are good things.

Support the writers <3


You can make it.

A new year.
A year of healing broken hearts.
A year of meeting new people.
A year of new places and new faces.
A year of accepting what you can’t change.
A year of learning to love yourself better.

A year of happiness.

—  N.C. // we deserve it.

Imagine a Mannequin Challenge holiday video for the Providence Falconers to Mindy Gledhill’s Winter Moon, where the camera starts from the outside of the arena in the parking lot, where you see Snowy and Tater getting their bags out of their car for practice, the two of them juggling several bags of what seems to be breakfast pastries and cups of coffee. The camera pans again and brings the viewers inside the building, where you see Poots mid-stuffing his face with a sandwich. Marty and Thirdy look like they’re arguing over their cereal, with Marty ready to throw his spoon and Guy rolling his eyes from his seat as he peels a banana. The camera pans again to George, who is with some of the PR interns; her hand is stretched out to Tater in warning (the other is holding her coffee), who is currently piggybacking Snowy like he’s the getaway ride, and Snowy is cradling about twenty bags of chips he probably stole from the break room. 

The camera then switches over the inside of the rink; the players are now all in gear. You see Marty leading his son by the hand across the ice, frozen, and Thirdy and his wife watching their daughter, who is posed in a running position. Camera pans to two rookies struggling to pull a plastic sled, which Tater is gleefully sitting in. The scene shows more Falconers and their families and friends, all engaged in various comical poses. Players with their wives or girlfriends as random rookies dangle mistletoe over their heads; Santa hats all over the place, dads pretending to swing their giggling children around. There’s even one where Snowy is smiling shyly at one of the Falcs trainers, who offers him a forkful of what looks to be pie as he leans over the board separating the ice from the rest of the stadium. The camera then zooms in to Tater in the background again, inexplicably holding two whole pies while trying to fend off disgruntled rookies attempting to steal one of the pies from him. Bad Bob and Alicia are even in the video; Alicia’s hand is playfully shoved in Bob’s face as she pretends to push him away to get to the pies Tater is holding, and Bob is making the worst, dramatically distressed expression like, “Why are you doing this to me wife?????” 

The last scene the camera pans to is Jack Zimmermann, sitting on the railings with Eric Bittle, his face turned slightly as he kisses Bitty’s jaw. Bitty’s face is flushed and his eyes are closed in pleasure as he grins, holding a Starbucks drink. Jack has one arm around Bitty’s waist, and the other hand is holding mistletoe over their heads. Their matching rings are both clearly visible in the shot, and the video fades to black, ending with the caption, “Happy holidays, from our family to yours.”

They told me heartbreak would hurt and that the pain would be a bitch. They told me that it would be unbearable and that I would find myself on my knees at times wondering it’s worth getting back up. What they never told me was that heartbreak is constant. They never told me that my heart would break all over again when I heard that song that reminds me of you or that the pain will knock the wind out of me on a Tuesday night as I realize I ordered enough food for two because I’m so used to ordering with you. Nobody ever told me that there would be nights when I fall asleep staring at your picture or mornings I wish would never come because I didn’t want another day to pass without you.

-Things they never tell you about heartbreak.

Excerpts from the book I’ll never write #337


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All Too Well (M) | Pt. 1

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Summary: You and Yoongi shared a loving relationship with one another until you both agreed to end things and pursue your separate careers. But two years later, Yoongi is a member of the ever growing Bangtan Boys, and you are a new makeup artist for their upcoming tour.
Pairing: Yoongi | Reader
Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut; Idol & Makeup Artist AU
Word Count: 6,061
Author’s Note: I always wanted to try my hand on a Yoongi chapter story, and then I saw this prompt on tumblr and decided to go with it. I also want to note up ahead that I’m not super familiar with how the recruiting process for Kpop groups go and my knowledge only extends to really quick skims of articles just to get the basis. Regardless, I hope I can get to more parts, so let me know what you think.

also idk if this should be considered a prologue or a part 1 but oh well im just leaving it as part 1


You suppose that it all starts and ends with a letter.

Dear Mr. Min Yoongi,” Your boyfriend reads across the kitchen counter, fingers curling tightly around the paper in his hands, eyes blown wide with a gaze depicting such rare intensity that you’ve actually stopped fixing your morning coffee just to catch a sight of his expression. You can’t entirely place the feeling weighing itself into your stomach, so you settle with staring at him and trying to keep your own facial features as neutral as possible. “We are pleased to inform you that you have passed the final audition at our label and therefore are officially recruited into our newest group Bangtan Boys. You are going to be one of seven other boys joining our label as trainees and we are excited to finally bring everyone together to prepare for debut. Although training won’t officially start until next week, we ask that you come to the studio tomorrow morning to meet the other members as well as be prepped on our expectations and scheduling. We wish to congratulate you on your hard work and look forward to getting to know you more in the coming years. Sincerely, Big Hit Studios.”

When Yoongi doesn’t react immediately to the positive news, you flicker your gaze up to study him. His eyes, once again, are scanning the paper, quicker and quicker with each line as if he didn’t read it or hear it correctly the first time around. His eyes have grown to the size of saucers at this point, and you would have thought him to be a statue had it not been for the rather loud inhales and exhales coming from the boy. The sight itself would have been rather comical had it not been for the context behind the stare.

So you try for a gentle smile, leaning a little on the counter to try and further gauge his expression. “Yoongi?” You inquire softly, reaching a hand across the space to run your hand along his shoulder blade. “Baby, are you alright?”

Yoongi blinks, snapping himself out of his trance as he shifts his gaze from the letter to you, back to the letter, and back to you. “I did it?” He whispers, the statement sounding more like a question above anything else and you find your lips curling up into a fond smile in light of Yoongi’s confusion—even though he was the one to read the letter multiple times, running over the words in his own mind repeatedly.

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(I am SO sorry! I didn’t see this until recently even though it was sent a few days ago omg,, here’s “did you think I forgot” + nurseydex!)

Dex couldn’t believe it, the fucking irony of it all. Nursey was the opposite of Dex in many ways, laid back and composed in a way Dex would never be. Where Nursey was all soothing words and precise phrases, carefully crafted emotions that made Dex feel things he would never understand, Dex was wires and callouses and loud, blunt syllables forced through gritted teeth. Dex was harsh and hard, every move he made conducive to fights and outburst. Every emotional he felt was blinding, all-encompassing

The irony wasn’t, necessarily, that Dex had fallen blindigly, all-encompassingly in love with someone who made him see red, someone so fundamentally different from him; the irony was–

“You’re what?” Dex exclaims, fork poised halfway between his tray and mouth. Mashed potatoes sluice off his fork and splatter against his chicken.

“It’s not just lobster, man, I’m allergic to all shellfish.” Nursey says, as if Dex could even fathom not eating shellfish on a regular basis.

“You’ve never had a lobster roll.” Dex wheezes. “That’s a fucking shame, Nursey, how–just, god.” Chowder is eyeing him inquisitively.

“Bro, it’s just lobster.” Chowder says and Dex gasps.

Just lobster? This, coming from the person who probably thinks the best chowder comes from the Bay Area?” Dex exclaims. Nursey grins and knocks shoulders with the goalie next to him.

“Well, it kind of does.” He laughs and Dex groans.

“God, god, I can’t even deal with you right now. I need to…I need to process this.”

Months later, Nursey is in his home–his childhood home–sitting in the kitchen with his mother and older brother while Dex finishes cutting slices of french bread for dinner. Dex’s mother keeps trying to offer Nursey these bacon wrapped scallop things and Nursey, face pinched with a nervous smile, declines for the fifth time. Dex turns, exasperated.

“He’s allergic to shellfish, mom.” And if Dex thought he was surprised at the news, nothing could prepare him for the gasp that fell out of his mother’s mouth. After Nursey leaves Maine, a few days later, the issue of Nursey’s allergy isn’t really brought up again.

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☆️Aesthetic Meme☆ [6/7 AU]

Stucky Coffeeshop AU where Buck is a vet (obsessed with black coffee and his bike) that runs into Steve at Steve’s favorite coffee shop to sit and think and draw between his classes. Buck says he only keeps going back to the place because the coffee is good but we all know different.
But guys...

Yuuri and Victor… now they’re on the same page. There’s no more fear of rejection or the shadow of a set end. They know they want to stay at each other’s side. 

It breaks my heart, because it must have been so hard Yuuri, our anxious boy with very low self-esteem, to ask him to stay with him. Let’s point out that in Japanese he says something like “please be with me until I retire” for added feels.

And Victor not only kisses his hand in such a tender way and looks at him like he’s the most precious and beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life, he also tells him that he wishes to never leave. In a corner of his mind, Yuuri always believed that his time with Victor was fixed. A few months, a year… The GPF has always been the ultimate deadline, because he couldn’t think of a real reason for Victor to stay afterwards. But here it is, this silly Russian man assuring him that he has no intention of going anywhere.

I would also like to point out that retirement is something Yuuri has all the decisional power over. So basically Victor is also telling him that he’s gonna stay as long as the other man desires and that, if he could choose, he would never part from him. Hence the tears. Victor quietened all his doubts and fears.

I can barely wait to see how their relationship is going to evolve after this clarification/declaration, not that there shouldn’t be any doubt whatsoever. I can’t wait to see Yuuri’s FS at the GPF!

Yuuri won’t win alone. They will win together.