A really enjoyable werewolf (undead worgen death knight, specifically) commission for
cuideag, with accompanying spectral hounds. This was a lot of fun and came out just how I wanted it to, I’m quite pleased with it.
I went manga shopping today, and crouched down to the bottom shelf to look at the “Durarara” manga, and I saw this (a quote from the series). Upon closer inspection, there was a single dollar coin inside, which is amazing considering theres a group in the franchise called “The Dollars”, and on the back it read “Merry Christmas from a random stranger”.
This honestly means so much more to me than just a dollar, Durarara is my favorite franchise and I, myself, have done similar things. I feel so overwhelmed and blessed that it almost beyond me to tears. I intend to never open it and keep the memory forever.
Request: Hi!! I was wondering if you could do one with either Dan + Reader or Phil + Reader about that story that goes around tumblr about how you have timers on yourself (I think your wrist?) that count down the months, days, hours, and seconds until you meet your soulmate, maybe when they meet at a meet and greet?? Thanks!! :D
Pairing: Dan x Reader (I might do a Phil one in the future based of this sort of request, but I’m already working on one for him so I figured I’d write one for Dan too :)
Warnings: Literally none, other than the fact that this is probably terrible writing.
47 days, 12 hours, 5 minutes, and 26 seconds. The arrangement of numbers blinked back at you from their place on your wrist. They were supposedly there to tell you how long it will be until you meet your soulmate, but in all honesty they were just stressing you out more than anything right then.
You pulled a baggy sweater on over your head, watching as the fabric ate away the little blinking numbers. And then you were just Y/N. Awkward, socially stunted, nerdy Y/N, minus all that soul mate business. Funny how a little chip of metal could start to alter all of that.
You pushed a bagel down into the toaster, making a mental note to yourself to actually pull it out before it ended up burning like the last few ties. And then moved on to your coffee, realizing way too late that you had ever so conveniently forgotten to pick up coffee rounds at the store (again) and were stuck with one of the little packs of instant coffee that you had saved specifically for this sort of occasion. You pulled your mug, the white one with little cat whiskers at the top of it, from the cupboard.
After filling it with water and sticking it in the microwave for the right amount of time, you did what a good Samaritan, such as yourself, should have done and started to respond to emails- that is until a little notification popped up saying that Danisnotonfire had uploaded a new video.
It’s not like you could actually be expected to do something productive when there was a brand new YouTube video to watch. And so that’s how you spent the next four minutes of your life (and also how you managed to burn your third bagel that week).
10 days, 1 hours, 52 minutes, and 8 seconds. Over-sized hoodies, sweatshirts, and really just anything with long sleeves became your go-to outfits of choice . Your timer had gotten you panicked over the past few days, the continuously dropping numbers starting to make your anxiety rear its ugly head.
You were grabbing groceries, your earbuds loudly playing Fall Out Boy as you went along, throwing bread, eggs, and Oreos in to your cart. on second thought you tossed in a pack of Mac N’ Cheese too. A dinner for champions, really.
5 days, 6 hours, 12 minutes, and 26 seconds. You’ve never been this stressed. Not even when you had to do speeches back in secondary school. Your fingers curled and uncurled around your mug of tea. It was probably cold now at that point, as it had been sitting on the table for a good twenty minutes, but you drank it anyhow. The TV played an old rerun of Friends, a marathon most likely, and you took a few deep breaths, trying to focus on the show.
1 day, 4 hours, 20 minutes, 14 seconds. You were ecstatic, you had actually managed to briefly push the thought of soulmates out of your mind. You were meeting Dan and Phil tomorrow. The Dan and Phil.
You quickly poured food in to your cat’s bowl, sitting down on the floor next to her as she ate.
“It’s freaking tomorrow. Holy crap. I’m so nervous,” You said aloud to yourself. “Or maybe I’m excited. I have no idea.”
You purposely kept your wrist down, averting your eyes from the numbers. The last thing you needed was more reason to be anxious.
0 days, 0 hours, 10 minutes, 51 seconds. You were there. You were actually there. In the same building as Dan and Phil, surrounded by some of the most wonderful people you’d ever met. The entire idea of timers and soulmates was wiped from your head, and you let yourself laugh with the others in your group as a sweet girl named Eden made a joke.
“What do you think they’re like? Dan and Phil I mean,”Kathrine, the girl standing next to you asked to no one in particular, looking around as she spoke.
“Tall,” Another girl answered with a laugh, and a few others agreed.
“Nerdy,” Someone from the back of the group quipped.
“Nice, I’m sure,”Added the boy to your right, whom you’d helped draw whiskers on earlier. You nodded in agreement. They would be overly nice, surely.
0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 40 seconds. Dan and Phil gave you a matching a set of grins, and you smiled back so hard it hurt. You gave Phil a hug first. And told him you were doing very well when he asked you how you were.
You gave Dan a hug next and before you could stress out about the fact that you were nearly crying on your favorite Youtubers, you heard a soft beeping and felt a strange tingling sensation in your wrist.
He must’ve heard it too as he pulled away quickly, staring down at you with wide brown eyes as he gently pulled up his sleeve, his timer blinking up at the two of you. His blank timer blinking up at the two of you.
You mirrored his actions, tugging your sleeve up far too slowly before coming coming face-to-face with dashes rather than numbers. Your heart beat ten times faster than normal and your stomach was filled with butterflies as you looked back up to him.
4/13: Wow… The end of Homestuck is finally upon us…
10/24: Wow it’s another update! Too bad this is going to be the last. :(
10/31: Oh. Okay.
11/11: The end will never come. Homestuck will forever keep us on a leash with it’s upd8s. Don’t let the children see, for they too will be part of the pact. It will never end. It will never end. It will ne
in which Victor is an artist, Yuuri is his figure skating muse, and Yuri is so done hearing about their stupid love story through Instagram
It was funny and lovely and it had it’s angsty bits…I JUST LOVE ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS SO MUCH???!!! Yurio was just precious, Mila was super funny, Phichit was his usual glorious self, CHRISTOPHE WAS ON POINT just…READ IT
Expomise (by thankyouforexisting) Teen and Up Audiences
(6 chapters, 71k words so far)
Yuuri is at Hogwarts. So is everyone else.
THE HOGWARTS AU WE ALL NEEDED! (i definitely need more though) starts in Yuuri’s 1st year. Each chapter is either a new school year or about the summer in between. Yuuri does ballet, Viktor is really famous, Leo pays Phichit’s smart phone bill, Yurio is Yurio. THERE’S MAGICAL FIGURE SKATING.
Switched (by GhostsOnSaturn) Teen and Up Audiences
(7 chapters, 23k words so far)
Soulmates AU where your consciousness occasionally swaps places with that of your soulmate for varying amounts of time.
REALLY CUTE SO FAR. Viktor is a hopeless romantic and Yuuri just wants to impress people.
Introspection on intimacy from the perspective of a demisexual, flavored with friends who are social media menaces and some dirty touching later on. (Yuuri’s trying to figure out his life after Viktor Nikiforov smashes into it like a meteor, and Phichit can’t decide whether to help or laugh.)
NICE NICE NICE. Yuuri is very confused, Phichit is hilarious, Viktor doesn’t really know what’s going on. Yuuri getting to know and coming to terms with his sexuality AND a bit of him growing up, very nice. READ IT.
Yuuri has won the Grand Prix, which was everything he thought he wanted. But for Yuuri, an end to skating could mean an end with Viktor, and when two female skaters approach them with an offer that could make them or break them, they are put to the test more than ever. Can they rise higher than they already have?
READ 👏🏼 THIS 👏🏼 FIC It’s VERY different from all the other fics…I guess it is cause it’s a bit darker? I just really love the plot so far. I’m SO EXCITED for the remaining chapters. Seriously, read it!!!
a role reversal au, wherein Yuuri is a figure skating legend in the making - mostly made, or so they say - who decides to take a season off at the peak of his career, and Victor is the runaway-cum-international student from Russia who joins his university and cons Yuuri into becoming his coach. Featuring Phichit Chulanont as the worst (best) friend ever, and Yuri Plisetsky as Yuuri’s self-proclaimed Arch Rival.
alright. so. this AU idea is amazing??? I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE BITS OF MEDIA ??!! like the articles and stuff…also the chat logs? it makes a fic seem so much more real, always have been a sucker for that. I’m really excited to see where the author’s gonna head with this!! this fic has a lot of potential so far so we’ll just have to wait and read I guess.
About three things everyone knew about Yuuri Katsuki. One, at the age of fourteen he had broke the Junior’s world record with one of the most beautiful performances to ever grace the ice. Two, he had vanished under the eyes of thousands of people right after the end of his free skate, never to be seen again. Tree, today in the tenth anniversary of his disappearance, he was found in the same ice he was last seen into, bloody, shaken and with only two words to pronounce, Viktor Nikiforov. Viktor is conscious that he may be a little bit obsessed with the infamous Katsuki case, even trough that same obsession was the reason behind the success of his now best selling book Yuri on Ice, which was said to be the best investigation to the date about it. That’s why, when he’s called to become a consultant in the reopening of the case, he’s more than eager to participate. But why does the world seem to bend at Yuuri’s whim? And how is that he seems to know him when he’s been gone for a decade?
that’s one long summary but LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS FIC. I just started reading it two days ago and as soon as I read the new chapter today I thought: this has to be in my rec list. THIS FIC. IS SO FULL OF SUSPENSE. WITH ONLY 13k WORDS SO FAR??!!! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE???!! no but seriously this fic is sO suspenseful and thrilling and I just want more chapters already. this is NOT a fluffy relationship-focused fic, so if that’s what you’re looking for ignore my shouting. If you liked stranger things you’re gonna like this. Trust me on that.
A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries. Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.
i’m pretty sure everyone and their mother has already read this fic by now and i’m wondering why it took me this long to finally read it??? it’s so good. exactly what the summary promises. SO GOOD. Also as you may know by now i’m absolutely weak for authors including social media in their fics and this fic has so much of that i feel #blessed. WHY HAVEN’T YOU READ THIS YET?! DO IT.