okay just imagine this: victuuri catfish au (except totz not) -
- one night Yuuri comes across an online dating profile of someone pretending to be Viktor Nikiforov
- yes that Viktor Nikiforov
- & honestly Yuuri is a bit charmed bc this person clearly did their research on Viktor’s profile (and has the cutest pictures of Makkachin that even he hasn’t seen before) and it’s late at night and he’s lonely and he’s only on this stupid website bc Mari made him a profile and ordered him to use it
- so he likes the profile and goes to sleep and doesn’t think about it
- until the profile likes him back
- and not only that, but messages him first
- so Yuuri messages him, random stuff at first like the business at the inn or the food he ate that day or babysitting the triplets but then it goes deeper like into his anxiety or insecurity bc talking over a screen is so much easier at times
- and the profile shares just as much (albeit within the character of Viktor which amuses and frustrates Yuuri to no end bc he wants to know the real person behind the screen)
- and yeah, Yuuri is somehow falling for someone he’s never met.
- Bc this Viktor is impossibly caring and loving even over their messages that seem to get longer and longer. And yeah, sometimes Viktor goes a few days without their long emails (bc of practice he says) but they always pick up so easily and send emojis throughout the day
- and Viktor always wishes Yuuri goodnight, even if it’s from a completely different timezone
- and Yuuri can’t imagine going through a day without strings of emojis or puppy pictures clouding up his messages box
- And that’s when Mari gets involved
- Mari rounds up the #1 members of the Katsuki Yuuri fanclub and they get to work
- Phichit, Yuuko, Minako and Mari pretend to be detectives but honestly they just call the Viktor’s phone number and put it on speaker
- and no one answers
- but there’s a voicemail
- a voicemail in russian
- in a strangely familiar voice (they were all subjected to the worst of Yuuri’s teen crush, which largely included obsessive interview watching)
- and they all kind of scream at each other for around ten minutes
- and they all simultaneously agree to not tell Yuuri
LeBron James and Dwyane Wade are such friendship goals.
Like they’re about to play each other here and LeBron just STRAIGHT UP GLOMPS HIM.
“MY FRIEND. MINE.”
Like LeBron got in trouble with his coach for bro-ing out too much with Wade on the sidelines during a Miami vs Cleveland game.
ALSO NERD BFFS.
And then there’s shit like this:
“If we played ‘The Newlywed Game,’” Union [Wade’s wife] admits, “I don’t know if I’d have more information on my husband than Bron would.”
Wade laughs. Like the fact that whenever he is running late to meet James at a group dinner, there is only one person the finicky Heat guard can entrust with the culinary decision-making. Even when Union is also waiting at the table. “My wife wouldn’t know what to order,” Wade says, “but Bron’s like, I got it.” Two years ago, at just such a dinner in New Orleans, Union could only watch, deeply confused, as James unilaterally picked sea bass for a man who’d expressed a lifelong distaste for fish. “It’s what I wanted,” her husband would later explain, shrugging. “Bron got me on sea bass.”
There are, by Union’s eye-rolling estimates, “a thousand and one instances like this” – each of them underscoring a rapport as heartfelt as it is quotidian. Like how often Wade and James trade not only text messages but voice notes, shamelessly played on speakerphone. (“Texts take away from the tone of what you’re trying to say,” Wade points out.) Or how the two used to stay at each other’s homes during road trips to their respective NBA cities instead of at hotels. Or how relentlessly they crack each other up, in person, without uttering any actual words. (“They’re like twins,” more than one mutual friend suggests.)
A/N: This is my very first fic! I know it’s really long; I may or may not have gotten carried away. It’s mostly a series of memories leading to the point I guess? I read this over before posting it and cringed for my life but here goes nothing! I am a science student, not a writer so please forgive its crappiness. I hope you enjoy it!
early on in life that being a female I’d have to face many more challenges than
any male whether it was in a school setting, career or even buying a god-damned
car. My mother told me that even something so mundane like buying car would be
another challenge to face with sexist stereotypes. When a man walks into a
dealership he is asked what kind of car he is looking for; the specs and all.
When a woman walks into a dealership she is asked what color she’s looking for.
Summary:You have known Bucky Barnes your entire life and he is your twin brother’s best friend, so seeing him on a daily basis shouldn’t be all that much of a problem right? Wrong. You hate the guy, with a passion, and no matter how hard you try you just can’t seem to get rid of him. He is there, constantly, like some persistent little pest that refuses to leave from where it’s not welcome.
So what happens when you start to pick up on just why that might be? Will your strong opinion on him change or become even worse?
Note: This is the second part to my entry for Tay’s AU Writing Challenge I had the prompt “I don’t hate you. It’s just that if you were on fire I wouldn’t piss on you to save your life, is all.” and chose to have it as a Bucky x Reader fic. I’m new to the whole AU side of things so I hope you enjoy!
Bucky x Reader (AU)
Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3
The walls around you were moving, closing in around you, and your
breathing became so erratic that it was becoming harder and harder to get
enough oxygen into your body. This created even more panic and you were audibly
crying out now until you feel a strong pair of arms wrapping themselves around
you. There was a sound filling your ears as the grip around you tightened but
you couldn’t make it out, it just sounded like you were underwater.
“[y/n] follow my breathing….” It was Bucky. His worry for you had become
too much for him not to do anything about it and so he had sat himself behind
you, his arms wrapped around your body, as he pulled your back flush up against
his chest for you to feel it moving. “You don’t need to concentrate on anything
“Get…off me!” You struggle in his grip as your mind refuses to believe
he is there to help you. All it sees is him stopping you from getting out of
here. “Th-This is your fault!”
“You can blame me later doll. Right now you just need to calm down.
There’s nothing here that’s going to hurt you.”
He found himself having to keep his own emotions in check as he
continued to fight against your struggling form, remembering the last time this
had happened and how he had done nothing to stop it.
He’ll have one of those deep moments that old people have. Like a sudden realization that he was stupid while a child and wishing to be always alone- a realization that the fact that he has someone like you is literally a blessing. Basically he’d be mushy and sentimental.
Would low-key thank the God for having such a cute girlfriend and would just melt on the inside and just ugh- so much feelz and so much lovez and he’d just stare into the sky while feeling your warmth oozing off.
The kind that will start swaying from side to side gently to some kind of music that is in his head, pretending to slow-dance the time away.
He’s the one that walked backwards into your arms while you were stretching, or something, He loved receiving attention and affection from you. Even if he had to initiate it.
It would relax him the most- the feeling of your arms around his torso being one of the most familiar sensations to him, he’d just melt right into your front, slightly leaning onto you for support in standing.
He would hum happily and nod along to your backhugs and all the extra affection that came with it but he’d also be the kind to wait for a bit until your attention was elsewhere and your hands still around him only to suddenly turn around and hug you right back.
I personally think that the floof would not be too pleased with that since he initially thought that it was supposed to be him giving you the backhugs- that’s not to say that he didn’t enjoy your hugs.
Would become like a cat in your hands, in all honesty. He would say that he didn’t like getting backhgugs from you because he didn’t feel `masculine enough` or some shit, but in reality he just hated to appear like a child in front of you, and your backgugs never failed to make him childish and ask for more attention.
Honestly, I think that he’d have the cutest reactions, this child. Like, he’d be so clearly flustered while trying to play it off cool like saying, “What are you doing?” while obviously stuttering and just… Cuteso.
couple #1 - clearly not over honeymoon phase (will they ever?), but very devoted and serious about each other. visit is very heartbreaking and profond. they are literally the cutest and the saddest.
couple #2 - spouse is clearly angry at his now-criminal and hotheaded partner, not very good at hiding it, but also not very good at hiding affection that lays beneath it. Jaily lover is kinda tired to death and just hopes for some dirty talk.
Hi! Could I get a seventeen reaction to their crush being naturally affectionate (like hugging, cuddling, hand-holding, and kisses on the cheek) with everyone (like her friends) so it’s hard to see if they like them back? Thanks in advance!
S.Coups: *I picture scoups being kinda of cocky and teasing like so do you just like all of us? ‘Cause I thought I was special*
Jeonghan: *responds by just making you designated cuddle buddy and sloth partner, taking your attentions for himself*
Joshua: *just tries to make sure he’s close to you so if you’re being affectionate, you’ll be affectionate with him, also tries to get you alone so he could maybe ask if you like the other members*
Jun: *I mean I think Jun is pretty affectionate himself so in some ways he’d understand while also wanting you to give affections only to him but I think he’d be a lot like scoups, teasing you like wow you must really like all of us and here I was thinking you liked me the most*
Hoshi: *I can picture hoshi trying to monopolize your affections by always trying to get you to laugh thinking that people like guys who get make them laugh*
Wonwoo: *probably trying to bond with you over shared interests, like books or movies that way you have more connections with each other than the others, and maybe also overanalyzing your actions to see if you give him more affection to even the smallest degree*
Woozi: *probably going to put his frustrations about not being able to figure out if you like him into a song, and maybe let you read the lyrics or listen to it to gauge your reaction.*
DK: *another one that’s going to be focused on getting to laugh. People tend laugh around and with the guys they like so if they laugh around or with him the most, that is a sign they like him the most.*
Mingyu: *I think he might be one of the more forward guys about it, trying to get you alone to ask if you have a crush on any of the members, taking a straightforward path to get his desired info.*
The8: *sad little fluff trying to figure out if you like him like he likes you, ultimately decides to talk to Mingyu or Jun about it, both of whom advise him to just ask you*
Seungkwan: *stressed diva baby. Another one who probably just tries to monopolize you for himself while trying to make you laugh, like Hoshi.*
Vernon: *starts being pretty flirty to see how you respond, if you are picking up what he’s putting down he’ll make a move, you’re oblivious or don’t reciprocate he won’t*
Dino: *confused cutie maknae. honestly just trying to figure out why you give everyone affection when he is clearly the best and the cutest. It doesn’t add up*
A/N: By all rights this should be fleshed out a bit more but it was getting so long and I didn’t want to commit to another multi-chapter fic when I have so many other things I want to write. OTL
Please let me know if you like it guys. ^^ WARNING: Some violence.
It was a mistake going up.
Never go up when being chased. Because when you run out of room there’s nowhere else to go. It wasn’t the first time that night you’d done something stupid. What was supposed to be a simple slip inside an empty building had turned into a mad dash for your life.
Running up your seventh flight of stairs your legs and lungs were on fire. The only place left to go was the roof. Using your shoulder you slammed through the door and entered the open space. Clearly somebody had designed it as a gothic garden of sorts. A refuge in the midst of the sprawling city. Large potted plants and ivy decorated the dark stone square as well as a handful of gargoyles posted on the ledges.
Eyes searching for something to barricade the door, you found nothing. In desperation you peeked over the side of the building. There were no balconies, no other roofs within jumping distance and a fall from this height would undoubtedly kill you.
Okay y'all :) Here’s the story behind this picture. Thank you everyone for the kind words. My daughter is still on cloud 9 from this.
Okay so Chris had us go last because he said he would turn the music down for her so she could ask Jensen to marry her. So he turns it down and my boyfriend walks up to him with the ring and says, “Hey my girl here would like to ask you for your hand.” Then he walked off to the side while Jensen knelt down in front of my daughter. She immediately got a little shy but she said, “Dean, will you marry me?” (She’s 4) Jensen got the biggest smile on his face and said, “Well of course I will sweetheart! You are so beautiful!” Then Chris worked his magic while Jensen slipped the ring on her finger. Then he pulled her in for a hug while Chris snapped the second picture. :) Fast forward to autographs and we get up to the table. Jensen had clearly been drinking but it’s the cutest thing cause he’s cute when he’s tipsy. My daughter ran up to the table and said, “Dean I missed you!” He looked at her and smiled big before he said, “What are you doing up this late?! It’s after 10!” I said, “Well, she wanted to see her husband again.” He said, “Well of course!” He commented on how amazing the pics turned out and we gave him a copy of the one where he’s putting the ring on her finger. Then he signed the close up of them “Mrs. Jensen Ackles” and said “It’s official everyone! She is Mrs. Jensen Ackles!” Oh, and she made him a bracelet that says ‘I love you Dean’ with hearts on it. She asked him to trade her one of his, and he said “Oh sweetheart I wish I had one for you, but my daughter made me this one.” She said, “That’s okay Dean. You still keep mine okay?” He said “Are you sure?” She shook her head and he grabbed her hand and said, “Tell you what, I’ll make you one and when I see you next I’ll give it to you.” She was so happy guys! He’s amazing!