you smiled when i fell in love

"drunk enough to say that I love you"

I fell in love so quickly my first time it left me stunned, my chest heaving and squeezing till the point of pain, my mind inert and quite useless.
We were cruising down a highway with the sunroof open, and she had her head poking through and streams of white-blonde hair flowing behind her. I picked a scenic route and drove past the ocean as the sunrise hit. We sang along to the radio and when she sat back down, her face glowed like her eyes had trapped the sunlight. She smiled so softly and in an instant I couldn’t think.
It hurt. I didn’t expect that, I didn’t expect love to feel like a constant sucker punch to the gut, didn’t expect my lungs to be straining for air all the time.
It was a dance. That was the very first thing I learned.
We had to swing in tandem, had to trust as the other was dipped to the floor. I would hold so tightly as I spun her. I was always terrified to let go.
Love was one move after another, step by step by step. It required an innate sense of the other’s mind, the instincts you could only understand after a lifetime of selling your heart to another. The kind of sensation you’d only ever feel if that love was pure and real and existed.
She left me at the old cafe on Fifth Street, the place with yellowed lights and her favorite muffins.
But it was her step, her choice.
I don’t know what I could have done to make her stay, to hear her contagious giggles or feel the warmth of her hand in mine.
Maybe I should’ve tried.
I spiraled into darkness, a lone partner in an abandoned ballroom, waltzing away to music no one could hear.
Love hurt, before and after. That was the given, the solid factor. It felt like a dagger lodged in my abdomen because it was real, to me. I fell in love, and she didn’t.



 Review : What a beautiful retelling of your first love. You had me captivated at the beginning and my heart broke with you at the end. Thank you for sharing your soul. Great piece. Keep on writing ❤


WCW: I could just post a photo and brag about how gorgeous my girlfriend is physically but there’s so much more than that. She also finally fell asleep so I can be a sappy, gross human. Without having to see her cry I mean…lol.

I have a crush on the way you smile, the way you laugh, the way your perfume smells, how you giggle when I tell a horrifically stupid joke, or how your entire face lights up when I tell you that I love you. Six years ago I fell for the hardest worker in the room. Now I get to call that beautiful woman my girlfriend. More than that, the love of my life. I got lucky in ways that most people overlook or don’t appreciate. Knowing I get the opportunity to make you happy and treat you the way I’ve always thought you deserved is incredible.

My #WCW, is actually my #WCE, and my #WCF. Forever. 😊 I love you. ❤


You wanna know why I’m in love with you?“ He asked as he ran his hand along my jaw.

“Sure,” I answered feeling as if my heart could explode at any moment.

“ I fell in love with the way your laugh is always the loudest in the movie theater or the way your facial expressions always give away how you feel. The way you smile & freak out when you see puppies makes my heart want you. Or when you take a shower & your hair starts to curl. & when you say you hate it I don’t understand because to me it’s fucking beautiful. I fell in love with the way you feel so intensely. & your sarcasm is something that I just can’t live without. & the way you want everyone to be happy gives me hope that not everyone in the world is cruel. I love how sunsets and thunderstorm bring you pure joy. & you have the faith of a child that makes me want to protect you even though you’re the strongest person I know. I’m in love with everything that has to do with you.

—  E.M.S {Everything you fell in love with}
And as I sat there next to you, I realized just how beautiful you really are, both inside and out. First, I fell for your shy but cute confidence when we first met. And then I realized that under that mask, you have a truly beautiful heart. I fell for your kind, loving personality and humor. I wanted your heart, and all of it. When we met up alone for the first time, my heart was pounding right out of my chest, my hands were trembling next to yours, and my mind was racing with questions and emotions. Then, when you looked deep into my eyes and flashed me that smile, it’s like the whole world just stopped. It was only you that I wanted, just you and I, together. I think that’s when I truly fell for you; When I realized that our broken pieces fit together, and the parts of me that I had once lost, I had now found again with you. Maybe we’re just another cheesy, sappy love story, but that’s okay. You’re worth more than just a couple pages. You’re worth the world; so I decided to give you mine and make me yours.
—  falling for you…
monday // 12.12.16

“Egg shells,” I told her. “It felt like walking on egg shells.”

She had asked me what it felt like to be with him. She continued, “So why did you stay? Why did you put yourself through that?”

I smiled. “Because, sometimes, it wasn’t all that bad. If I tip toed in just the right pattern—if I watched my steps carefully—it was beautiful. We were beautiful.” Then my smile fell. “But sometimes, the egg shells cracked if even just the wind blew in the wrong way. And that’s when I should’ve left, but I never could make myself.”

She looked at me with sad eyes.

“I loved him,” I told her. “I loved him so much that I became an expert at every game he played. And he loved who I became for him.”

—  excerpt from an unfinished book #121 // It felt like walking on egg shells
We used to love each other before. You used to trace my spine and lighten up my world with your smile. We were perfect back then, but everything was ruined. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to win you back. I just want to exhaust the remaining things about you, inside.
You know what, I still hate you after all those years. It’s been six years, to be exact. And every single day, I hate your existence. When there’s a time that I reminisce our past, it makes me feel sick. I don’t know what made me fell in love with you in the first place and how everything went from good to worse. You were the worst thing that ever happened to me.
I hate you for being so selfish and never tried to shut your mouth and let me win an argument. You didn’t hold my hand and stop me from leaving for that night. You just let me walk away and made me feel that you never loved me. You think only about your happiness, you never paid attention to my details. You never asked if I’m still happy, you think only about yourself.
I hate you for painting my world with your colors and made me used to love them. And now you were gone, it makes me insane because I see them every day. I tried to hide everything through smiles, but my eyes never stopped bleeding them. There’s no way I could escape because you planted flowers inside my chest and it continues to breathe your stupid name. I couldn’t breathe on my own.
I hate you for making me believe in your promises that you will stay, no matter what happens.
I hate you for being a part of my life, for scarring my heart with your love. You build walls around me with your kindest words and now that you were in love with someone else, I don’t know how to climb up, explore the world and start all over again. I’m afraid to jump on my own because you made me believe that fear won’t exist if you were here. I’m still afraid.
I hate you for making me in love with your favorite song. After six years, it’s still playing in my head.
I hate you, let me move on.
—  E.J. Cenita, A Letter For Someone I Hate The Most
dear, Alexander;

a lams rewrite of ‘dear theodosia’ in which Laurens and Alexander are apart for far too long durning the war, and they miss one another so much

↳ written to the song: Dear Theodosia // Regina Spektor & Ben Folds ; Hamilton mixtape


Dear Alexander, what to say to you?
I love your eyes, and I love they way they shine
When you came into my world, you smiled, and I fell so hard.

I’m willing to wait everyday for you.
Domestic life has never been your style
-when you smile
you knock me out, you stole my heart,
And I thought I was so smart.

We hope to come of age with our young nation.
I’ll be right there with you,
While our country’s torn in two.

If we lay a strong enough foundation
I can come home to you, I can finally be with you

-And we’ll blow them all away
Someday someday…
Yeah, we’ll blow them all away
Someday someday…

You know that I’m not around.

I know that you’re not around.

But I swear that I’ll be around for you.

I’ll do whatever it takes-

I’ll ground my feet to this place.

I promise I’ll come back home to you.

If we come of age with our young nation
I want to grow old with you
Our hearts joined, one in two.

If we lay a strong enough foundation
I can say this to you-
My darling, I love you.

And we’ll blow them all away
Someday someday…
Yeah, we’ll blow them all away
Someday someday…

if you’re going to leave, that’s fine.
and I know you promised you wouldn’t
seven months ago while I was crying
into your neck but I also know that
sometimes it rains even when it’s not
supposed to and sometimes boys
kiss girls they shouldn’t and we tear
flowers out of the ground just to watch
them die and things change,
so I understand if you’re done,
but please, when you’re packing all your
old sweaters and books, don’t forget
to take all your three AM phone calls,
and photographs where we’re smiling
so wide it looks like we’ve never known
that feeling in the pit of your stomach
when someone screams “I don’t love you
Take back every kiss, every night you
fell asleep next to me, every poem I
wrote you, every song you sang to
me, every “I love you more fight,”
every shock I felt in my skin when
you brushed against me.
I was never scared of ghosts until you
left but now I see you everywhere and
god if you’re going to kill me please
just do it quickly because I see you
in everything and it’s making it hard
to breathe.“

I didn’t fall for you because you spoke perfectly, I fell for you because you stuttered every time you were excited.
I didn’t fall for you because you were kind, I fell for you because you’d put me before yourself; you’d always be by my side.
Nor did I fall for your adoring smile,
I fell for you because you’d laugh at all my jokes; regardless if they were terrible.
I didn’t fall for your deep, fruity voice,
I fell for the stories you’d tell of your childhood, the times you’d talk about me and how much you were absolutely in love.
I didn’t fall for your dark brown eyes either,
I fell for they way they’d look at me when I spoke about all the things I was passionate about.
I didn’t fall in love you because you were perfect, I fell in love with you because you were you.
—  a.a.
“perfectly imperfect” m.k.j.
jungkook as your roommate

gifs not mine + currently having kookie feels sorry for spamming you guys with bts!^^

first day-

  • the first day when he moved in
  • it was so awkward between the two of you because
  • he avoided your eye-contact and didn’t even tried talking to you
  • and just went straight to his bedroom when 
  • it became dark outside 
  • he realized it was a bit rude to just walk away 
  • without telling his roommate that he’s going
  • so he decided to knock on your door
  • “yeah?”
  • “i’m sorry for being disrespectful earlier, i’m like this to people i don’t really know”
  • “it’s okay, you can come in though”
  • you and kookie probably talked for the whole night
  • he went back to his room when you fell asleep of course
  • before he left, kookie smiled at himself
  • knowing that this was the start of a friendship that he’s never ever gonna forget 
  • and totally gonna love lots


  • i can see you two making up many many rules
  • but would end up 
  • just having two real rules
  • like caring for each other when one is sick
  • not to eat each other’s food without telling each other
  • i can see him saying things like
  • “but what if there’s like a zombie apocalypse, y/n?”
  • “then you should eat the wall”
  • “but that’s too hard to eat”
  • “ew kookie you’re not saying you want to eat me right”
  • “that sounds so wrong and no, i’m never gonna eat my roommate that i love”
  • one of you would eventually end up breaking the rules
  • “jungkook!”
  • “what?”
  • “you ate my food!”
  • “no i didn’t, it wa- oh.”
  • “yeah oh. now i dare you to eat all the chocolate bars!”
  • “no way, y/n, my stomach is gonna hurt the next day”

feelings for each other?-

  • i can see him getting feelings for you
  • but now showing any signs that he does
  • jungkook wouldn’t help but get butterflies whenever
  • you say his name
  • it would hurt him when you come home with a guy
  • he doesn’t know about 
  • jungkook would try calling his ‘experienced friends’ and ask them
  • about it what he’s feeling
  • “it means that you’re jealous,”
  • “no. i can’t be, right. it might be something else that i’m feeling…”
  • “jungkook, listen. if you confess to y/n everything will be solved.”
  • “are you sure about that?”
  • “not really 100%”
  • “that’s not funny”
  • let’s go to you
  • i think for you, you wouldn’t straight up realize that
  • you actually like him, no, love him
  • because jungkook, is such a talented handsome perfect guy
  • you would end up talking to yourself like
  • “no. there’s no way he likes me too?”
  • “he did dropped a few hints at dinner last night…”
  • “should i tell him about this?”
  • “and when i brought daniel (yas changkyun) home a few days ago he seemed..”
  • “jealous?”

sharing _____-

  • bathrooms
  • just imagine his face
  • when he walks in on you dancing on random songs
  • he’d be so flustered and walk out of the bathroom
  • and act like he didn’t saw anything
  • “i’m sorry! i didn’t wanted to disturb you, mr/s dancer.”
  • “i swear one more time”
  • and sometimes you need someone to fangirl/boy with
  • you just storm into the bathroom while he’s in the shower
  • “really? that’s good!”
  • okay your guys bathroom would be full of clothes
  • and sometimes you accidently pick up his boxers
  • even though in yours there are holes as well
  • the bathroom made you two closer than ever

lazy days-

  • the whole apartment would smell like rotten cheese
  • even though there’s no rotten cheese
  • you wouldn’t even come out of bed 
  • the same for jungkook you two just throw something
  • at the door so it opens and you guys can 
  • talk to each other
  • “y/n.”
  • “jungkook.”
  • “do you want to order some food”
  • “i don’t want to pick up my phone”
  • “don’t you sleep next to your phone??”
  • “i do but it’s all the way at the end of my bed”
  • you would eventually stand up and go to his bedroom 
  • to lie down next to him
  • “so basically”
  • “yeah”
  • “we should stay like this for one day”
  • “hey you could sleep over at my room!”
  • “that’s a great idea!”
  • the two of you would end up buidling a fort in his bedroom
  • you and jungkook just talk about random things
  • from cleaning up to spongebob’s laugh

special days-

  • like birthdays, easter, christmas and more
  • on your birthday the moment you wake up
  • you could feel someone jumping around your bedroom
  • at first you thought it was some ghost 
  • but it turned out to be your roommate who was running and jumping around
  • to put on decorations and put all the presents he bought you 
  • “jungkook? all of this for me?”
  • “of course! happy birthday and good morning!”
  • on christmas you two have like a challenge
  • who buys the most presents for each other
  • and the winner would always be jungkook because he
  • buys a christmas tree as well
  • so yeah i m tired ;;
  • the holidays with him are always fun and him as your roommate ofc
  • “i hope in the new year, we get to be closer!”
  • “i hope in the new year, that y/n gives me more attention than her phone”
  • on halloween you two would scare each other
  • like the whole time
  • “BOO”
  • “OKAY”
  • you two would be dressed up in matching costumes
  • and some people even mistake you two as a couple
  • but both of you like it when they say that 
  • because yall like each other
Meeting you was like watching a movie that I’m uninterested with but, ended up being as my favorite. You were ordinary as I saw you for the first time. You entered the room wearing worn out pants, work-appropriate shirt and your gestures showed how nervous you were. I fell in love with your silent face. As time goes by, you introduced me to your paradise. And now, your smile is my favorite part of the day. You are the best scene that I’d watch all over again. You are a divine creation. I never thought I’d lay these eyes off of someone as I do, with you.
Meeting you was such a beautiful encounter. You don’t know how beautiful you are whenever you walk around the room, and you made me feel a little crazy when you smile back at me. Oh, you are clueless how it melts my heart every time and how you give chills right down to my spine. I know, you are wondering why I can’t look straight at your eyes whenever we talk. I just don’t want to exhaust every star that is forming inside. Because you are slowly becoming the universe to them.
Meeting you was something I’d be forever grateful. Your name is my favorite word, looking at you when you’re not looking at me is my favorite habit. Your voice creates lovely symphonies in my head. I haven’t seen such colors like yours before, and I’d be perfect if you paint my life with them. I don’t know if we have met somewhere in my deepest dreams, but I’m glad we met here. If this was a movie, you were my favorite part of it.
—  E.J. Cenita, Meeting you changed my perspective about curly hair
I saw it in her eyes when we bumped into each other inside a busy mall. You told me that she’s your new and you love her—more than you loved me before. She smiled but I knew that those eyes wanted to tell me something more. Stories of us that you shared to her when you first met each other. I knew that she heard my name more than twice and seen my face without me showing around. That she imagined what kind of a lady I am, and how you fell in love with someone like me. Yet there’s one thing I hoped she will realize. It was the thing I’m thinking—that all day long. That you fall in love with ladies having curious brown eyes who always listen to your long stories and believe your pretty lonely lies.
—  ma.c.a // A Lady Like Me
I fell in love with your words, with your thoughts, with your heart. The way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you light up when you talk about something you love. The way you bite your lower lip, the way you look at me, the way you hold me in your arms. I fell in love with the way you roll over into my arms at night, I fell in love with the way you always smile when you wake up, I fell in love with how kind you are to everyone. I fell in love with your soul.
—  Leohearts
✨ imagines; theme: "in love with you" ✨

🌻 imagine dan as the boy with anxiety , the boy obsessed with the stars and reading mystery novels, the nervous seeming boy who always shakes and stutters and avoids eye contact and phil as the popular boy who doesn’t even try to be liked, who has girls and boys alike throwing themselves at his feet. and he falls in love. with dan howell.

🌻 phil hating his glasses, not wanting to wear them but they’re the only way he can see, and he tells dan. dan just frowns with a “well let’s see” and takes phil’s glasses off, tilting his head to the side and he smiles softly. when phil asks what, why is he smiling, dan just smiles harder, putting his glasses back on. “i think i like it better like this. you look more like the phil i fell in love with.”

🌻 dan getting slightly (*very) tipsy while out with his friends at a bar, and he sings halo at the top of his lungs; it starts with humming and light tapping of his fingers before his friends start encouraging him , and soon he’s on the fucking piano, spinning around and around and singing (and if they’re honest it doesn’t sound half bad) before he starts to fall ; cue bartender phil rushing forward and catching him bridal style. dan giggles, his face tinted pink and blowing away the soft curls falling in his face. “can i have another drink pweasee?” phil chuckles. “i think you’ve had enough, love.”

🌻 phil befriending his best friend’s younger brother who’s always shunned by him; inviting him to hang out with them and soon enough just him, pulled in by dan’s sweet squishy face and his dimples and the way dan’s eyes twinkle when phil makes him laugh. one day dan’s being very reserved when they’re sitting on phil’s roof; he keeps biting his lip and pulling his sleeves over his hands and avoiding phil’s eyes, so phil asks what’s wrong. dan looks up, blushing like hell, holding his hands to his mouth like a chipmunk, his eyes wide. “i think i’ve fallen in love with you, philly.” his bottom lip trembles he lets his face fall into his hands. “i’m sorry, please don’t hate me.” phil grins, touching his arm. “hey,” he says gently, offering him a smile. “don’t worry. i think i’m falling in love too. so…” he takes dan’s hand, intertwining their fingers, and dan stares at their hands. “so we’ll fall together. okay?”

🌻 phil using pick up lines on dan all day, every time he walks into the room. “are you a magician? because when i look at you everyone else disappears.” “hey, dan? tie your shoes. i wouldn’t want you falling for anyone else.” and every time phil says one he gets this look on his face, his eyes lighting up and an excited grin stretching across his face, and dan can feel himself melting more and more every time but he just rolls his eyes until, finally , after phil compares his face to the night sky he blurts it out; “fuck you, phil, i’m fucking in love with you,” and leaves the room, leaving phil with his mouth dropped open.

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Seokjin- He was late from celebrating BTS’s first win on M!Countdown. He had let you know he would be late and not to wait up for him, but you still tried to stay up. You opted in reading a book in bed until he got home, but if luck would have it, you ended up falling asleep. The book rested on your chest and you leaned back on the headboard. When Seokjin found you in bed, he smiled. He knew you tried to stay up for his sake. He placed the book on the nightstand after he put the bookmark in its respective place and he switched off the lights before he prepared for bed. When he got in bed, you, half awake, kissed his lips lightly startling him a bit.

“I love you, Seokjin” you’d mumble half asleep.

(insert gif)

He smiled softly and pulled you close as you fell back to sleep. His legs tangled with yours and he let out a satisfied sigh, “I love you too.”

Yoongi- You just got home from a late night at school. It was hard being a teacher for a hagwon, you never got home at a decent time. That’s probably why you and Yoongi worked out so well. You both understood what it is to work late because of work. Of course, you aren’t a workaholic like him, but you take pride in your work and you try your best. When you shut the front door of your shared apartment, you locked the door and slipped off your heels. You noticed Yoongi’s shoes were already resting in their usual spot by the door. You looked at your cell phone and saw it was a little after midnight. Yoongi never really came home this early unless he finished productions. You headed into your shared bedroom and saw your boyfriend passed out on the bed. His sleeping figure brought a small smile to your lips. Quickly getting ready for bed, you slid under the covers and your head rested on Yoongi’s out stretched arm. You stared at his sleeping figure before you leaned over and pecked his cheek.

“You’re the best thing that happened in my life.” You whispered before you fell asleep.

Hoseok- You woke up to your alarm going off. You reached over and turned it off and curled up in the covers. It wasn’t until you heard a sigh leave your sleeping boyfriend. You turned to see Hoseok fast asleep. You didn’t know when he came home, but it was nice to wake up with him by your side instead of the coldness or the still made bed. Your fingertips grazed his cheek as you admired his sleeping face. He was always beautiful, but some reason, he was much more radiant when he was asleep. You looked back at your phone and checked the time. You turned back to Hoseok and kissed his cheek.

“I love you.” You whispered though you didn’t think he heard you.

(insert gif) “morning Jagiya.”

“Morning, my sunshine.”

Hoseok pulled you close and kissed you on the lips gently. “I love you too.” He returned when he pulled away from the kiss.

Namjoon- He tried to enter the apartment quietly. Really, he did try. But you know how he is. His boots sounded against the wooden entrance, his keys jangled, and his bag banged against the wall a couple of times. He was exhausted. Up two straight days to finish the last of the lyrics for BTS’s new upcoming song. He made it to your shared bedroom and quickly disposed of his two day old clothes before getting into the shower. You shifted in bed upon hearing him enter the apartment, but you were too tired to greet him.

When he got out of the shower, he changed into his night wear and crawled into bed. His arm snaked your waist and in no time he fell asleep. You, however, woke from his touch. You turned to face him and you reached up and kissed his cheek before you snuggled into his chest and fell back to sleep.

Jimin- Going to sleep next to Jimin was a blessing, but waking up with him still by your side was a god sent. His limps were tangled with yours and your face was by his chest. His slow breathing was enough indication to know he was asleep still and you decided to wake him up. You kissed his chest and looked up at him. No response. You kissed his collarbone and he moved slightly. You trailed a few kisses up his neck to his jaw and lastly to his cheek. He shifted about and groaned as he stretched.

(insert picture)

“You awake?” you smiled and he groaned in response. You giggled as you reached up and kissed his nose, “Wake up, sleepy head. I’ll make you breakfast~.” You got out of bed and headed to the door.

Jimin sat up in bed and chuckled, “What the hell… I wanted one more kiss.”

“You can get another one if you get out of bed.” You winked.

(insert gif) A smile creeped on his face as he watched your figure leave the room.

Taehyung- You were just getting out of the shower and into your night wear. Exiting to your bedroom, you noticed Taehyung already in bed waiting for you. He patted your side of the bed and you made your way over to him. Your night had been relatively peaceful. After a date night at the park, you came home and made dinner together before curling up to watch a movie. It was the perfect night with the perfect man. You both were tired, but neither of you wanted to really go to bed. As you two laid in bed, you’d poke each other and whisper and tell each other about your day. His hand ran through your hair and he leaned down to kiss your head. You felt sleep starting to fall over you, so you leaned over and kissed his cheek just as he yawned.

(insert gif) “Get back here and give me a real kiss.” He reached over and pulled you into his warm body earning a squeal from you. His lips grazed yours for a moment before he pulled you into a gentle kiss.

You were the one to break the kiss as you curled up into Taehyung, “Can we go to bed now?”

“Anything for you, Jagiya.” His hand stroked your hair as you fell asleep in his arms.

asdfghjkl I love him

Jungkook- You watched Jungkook sleep with a small smile on your face. You didn’t understand how you got so lucky to have him by your side. It was the first morning in months since you woke up beside him. You had one of his infamous white t-shirts on over a pair of his boxers. They had been the closest things that still smelled like him, but now, here he was. This man you fell in love with was right in front of your face sleeping like a child. Not knowing he was starting to wake up, you leaned over and kissed his cheek. It was a light peck, but his eyes widened feeling your hot breath on his cheek.

(insert gif) “Jagiya!! What was that for?” He blushed as he pulled the covers up over his head.

“Can’t I kiss my boyfriend?”

“Yea, but don’t catch me off guard like that. How am I supposed to react?”

You laughed at his shy reaction, “In my defense, I thought you were still asleep.” Jungkook whined in response as you became a giggling mess.

sorry not sorry



Quotes that are NOT Shakespeare:

1. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. (Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

2. When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew (Arrigo Boito)

3. Expectation is the root of all heartache (unknown, but not Shakespeare)

Quotes that ARE Shakespeare:

1. Fie, foh, and fum / I smell the blood of a British man. (King Lear)

2. If you can mock a leek, you can eat a leek. (Henry V)

3. I’ll do it in my shirt (Love’s Labour’s Lost)

Conclusion: ????

Check your goddamn sources and revel in the fact that real Shakespeare is far more entertaining than faux Shakespeare.

Victuuri Recs #4

Etched in the Ice by sharkgirl (PG, 1,5k)

Summary: “Since when did you get so good at this sort of thing?”

Yuuri reached for one of his hands, lacing their fingers and bringing them to his lips.

“I learned from the best.” [Marriage Proposal]

black cat, white cat by authoress (R, 11,7k, WIP)

Summary: It’s one thing to see your idol in the flesh, skating on ice he was born to dance on.

It’s another to point a gun at him and be greeted with that same smile you fell in love with.

(in which Yuuri punches, shoots at, seduces, dances on, and in other words, falls in love with Viktor, and Viktor with him) [Espionage AU]

there is no space for anything but dreaming by perennials (PG, 2,7k)

Summary: “Gotcha.” Yuuri grins breathlessly down at him. His cheeks are lipstick-pink and flushed with exertion, and it’s cold enough out to warrant scarves and sweaters but he’s sweating like it’s the middle of summer. His hair is in an absolute mess, strands twisting around his ear and clumping together haphazardly over his forehead. He’s an absolute, gorgeous mess.

Viktor’s chest tightens. I love this man, he thinks. I love him so much I could die.


Or, Viktor’s twenty-nine and tired, and Yuuri has something really important to say. [Marriage Proposal]

Distance by surveycorpsjean (NC-17, 5k)

Summary: They just can’t stand to be apart.

Dance Along by feelslikefire (NC-17, 7,2k)

Summary: Five Times Victor Kissed Yuuri, and One Time Yuuri Kissed Victor

(or, gays on skates: the fanfic)

Silliness and Stolen Shirts by smudgesofink (PG, 2,7k)

Summary: “You’re,” Victor begins in a stammer, and wait, are the tips of his ears turning pink? “You’re wearing my shirt.” Yuuri looks down at himself once again, and sure enough, it’s Victor’s wine red shirt that’s hanging off his body.

In which Victor is weak for the Boyfriend Shirt, and Yuuri doesn’t realize he is, too.

Five Kisses by oh_imintrouble (G, 4,3k)

Summary: It hadn’t seemed out of the ordinary at the time. Victor had always been free with his affection; throwing out compliments, light caresses, even the occasional peck to the cheek. After a little over a week of having him as his coach, Yuuri was sure he had gotten used to it. It was just a Westerner thing, no use getting riled up if Victor wasn’t going to be stopping it anytime soon.

Then it happened.


Victor likes kissing Yuuri and Yuuri is frustratingly dense

The Prince and His Servant by bigghost (PG, 1,8k)

Summary: Victor likes to be dramatic. Yuri doesn’t realize exactly how dramatic. [Marriage Proposal]

slow it down by sportsanimeruinedmylife (PG, 2,8k)

Summary: At first, he looked at Yuuri and he just wanted.

But then he started looking at Yuuri and wanting to protect him, to make him happy.

Now he looks at Yuuri and he wants everything with him.

It’s terrifying.

Or…people have always been easy for Victor. Yuuri is the exception to the rule.

the language of flowers by kylo_rad (G-NC-17, 16,6k, WIP Series)

Summary: The photo was of the latest arrangement of Yuuri’s through the shop’s window, with the caption “Ex-skater Yuuri Katsuki’s floral homage to @VictorNikiforov’s costume from last year’s Grand Prix Final, in the window of Winter Bouquet, Hasetsu.”


Alternate Universe in which Yuuri quits ice skating after the Grand Prix Final and becomes a florist instead. [Florist!Yuri AU WIP Series]

Quad Lutz by iamalivenow (NC-17, 25,6k, WIP)

Summary: Victor falls in love with Yuuri every single time they touch each other.

Yuuri loves him from the beginning. [Kink Negotiation + Kink Exploration]

Capricious Eros by agapantoblu (PG, 3,2k)

Summary: Since talking to Vitya is the same as talking to a wall, Yakov tries to convince Yuuri that Viktor’s place is in the rink, not playing coach on the sidelines.

Yuuri disagrees. Strongly.

Shoebox of Photographs by yuzururu (PG, 13,4k, WIP)

Summary: Unlucky culinary grad student, Katsuki Yuuri, comes to Tokyo in search of a future pursuing his cooking passions. Instead, he finds more adventure than he’s bargained for…in the form of a dog Cafe run by a certain Russian model.

//Or basically, a Coffee Shop AU. I know we’ve been craving one. [Culinary Student!Yuri + Model!Victor Coffeeshop AU]

Starting Anew by timid_turtle_timi (G, 1,6k, WIP Series)

Summary: Viktor Nikiforov has retired from his competitive skating, now coaching his young protege Yuri Plisetsky as he trains for his senior debut. The two move to Detroit in search of inspiration and a change of pace in hopes to focus the young skater on his goals. In the same city Katsuki Yuuri handles his shattered self esteem, and takes on a new career teaching physical education during the day, and children’s figure skating in the evenings. [Hot Dad!AU WIP Series]

i took no time with the fall by lazulisong (G, 2k)

Summary: It’s really nice, knowing Victor like this, as a real living person who hates chocolate and sleeps with his dog in his arms like a teddy bear. That he’s obsessed with the perfect selfie and remembers that Yuri doesn’t like carrots. All of those things about Victor, that Yuri gets to find out every day, over and over again.

stay young (go dancing) by ryuuzao (NC-17, 7,2k)

Summary: “Do you do this with every pretty boy that serves you champagne?” Yuuri asks, finally a touch of humor in his tone.

“I’ll admit, I’m the flirty type,” Viktor says, “but I haven’t asked to kiss any.”

Oh, fuck it. Yuuri throws caution to the wind and says, “You won’t have to.”

aka: the one where yu-topia onsen caters a celebration party for viktor nikiforov’s fifth world championship win, and viktor takes interest in the super hot waiter. [Caterer!Yuri AU]

Again by future_fishy (PG, 1,1k)

Summary: “Yuuri,” Viktor said, “I’d very much like to kiss you again.”

Surprise Me by sharkgirl (PG, 0,9k)

Summary: “Yuuri…?” Victor’s voice pulled him from his reverie. “Is it morning?”
“Afternoon, actually.”

Sequel to Etched in the Ice.

pardon the way that i stare by kevystel (G, 3,1k)

Summary: All Yakov says, after Yuuri’s free skate at the Cup of China, is: ‘Really?’

(The problem is that Viktor falls hard.)