#yoi imagines

[madamemachikonew]

"Go to hell" is basic. "Hope your favourite anime movie sequel gets cancelled after seven years in production AND getting an animated teaser." is smart. It's possible. It's terrifying. It's happened.

[glow-in-the-dark-death]

Just For Him

Knowing Danny's family and his time as a hero you would think that Danny would grow up having a similar job, and so did he honestly!

That was until he put on a pair of skates and stepped onto the ice.

Maybe it had something to do with his ice core that made his movements on the ice feel more natural than any other kind of ground under his feet.

Once he was on the ice he felt like a completely different person, confident in every single step, in the way he would spin and jump- using a bit of his ghostliness to gain more air time in his jumps.

The entire sensation on that ice was freeing,

invigorating,

peaceful.

It was just him and the ice under his blades.

It felt like everything in his life was for someone else, his creations his protections all of it that he would gladly give to those who need it and to his loved ones.

But when was the last time he had anything that was just for him.

For him to enjoy

For him to find unrestrained happiness from

Just for him

So no, while it was surprising to everyone around him including himself at the direction his life turned to he couldn't be happier.

He now traveled a lot for his competitions & own fun, with a very happy Ellie tagging along to support him and enjoy what the world had to offer.

" We have arrived at our destination. Welcome to Gotham."

~

Just an idea

[yourlittlebunnyy]

mdni!

perv!azriel who can't stop thinking about you. he doesn't even feel guilty anymore for breaking in your house and wait for you to come back from a night out, only to watch you shower.

perv!azriel who can't tear his eyes off of you while you undress, a hand already inside his pants. it's a delicious torture watching while you take off your cute mini dress.

perv!azriel who realizes that you are drunk and the only thought invading his mind is that he can finally steal your panties without being caught.

perv!azriel who waits for you to enter the bath. you let out a small moan of satisfaction when you sink into the warm water, making his cock jump.

perv!azriel who continue to fuck his fist at the imagine of you wet and naked, your tits covered in bubbles and your nipples barely visible. you're teasing him without even trying.

perv!azriel who can finally order one of his shadows to take the little piece of lace and bring it to him when you close your eyes and lay your head on the board of the tub.

perv!azriel who almost cum when he brings the pair of lace underwear on his face, sniffing your sweet scent like the perv he is.

perv!azriel who can't resist and quickly undo his belt as silent as possible, just to free his red and angry looking cock and wrap the lacy pair around his girth.

perv!azriel who cums the exact same moment you get out of the tub, the imagine of you naked and wet and shiny is too much for him to handle. he paints your cute little panties of white before he quickly put them back, taking advantage that you turned around looking for a towel.

perv!azriel who gets hard again after seing your round and peachy ass, but orders himself to go back home.

perv!azriel who feels pleasure when he realizes you will find the pair of panties and wonder what got them so dirty.

main masterlist - perv!azriel part 1

[fairyhaos]

SO FUCKING HEART FLUTTERING WHAT THE FUCK ?! ;!??

[bornwholocker]

Reject modernity

Embrace tradition

[arom-antix]

The besiyr got new glasses and they had so much swag I needed to make this, ring swag included

THEY MADE ONE TOO GO LOOK GO LOOK IT'S AMAZING

[ilyuu-archive]

texts. — it’s too late (early.)

ft. albedo, alhaitham, childe & kaeya.

warnings : fluff, uncanny fluff, cursing (one time in childe’s), lmk if i missed anything!

albedo.

alhaitham.

childe.

kaeya.

[zhivchik]

#when you meet a cool guy

[leather-field]

three healers

[qilingxiong]

time, left on ice - 1

Here's a memory for you. A memory that Fang Duobing cradles like a shooting star fallen into his hands; a wish taken bright, crackling form, one to hold onto even if he is burned by its warmth:

He is nine, and the cold of the ice rink seeps through his coat, fingertips growing numb from bracing himself at the edge of the barrier. Fang Duobing doesn't mind, leaning forward as much as his mother will allow him. If he wills it, maybe he'll teleport and be able to glide across the ice himself, spirit on the wind like the skaters circling before his eyes.

The competition has already ended, flowers and stuffed animals and any manner of gifts Fang Duobing can't make out strewn across the ice. His excitement, though, from the moment he sat down squirming in the front row to the last camera flashes at the podium, is no less dead. It is buoyed by every other person sharing this moment, roar of the audience filling the arena. The bass of the announcer's voice becomes half drowned out by a wall of applause, names called out in this aftermath.

He is here for only one.

And so Fang Duobing shouts, along with the crowd. Three syllables, as loud as he can, waving a hand in the air the way he sees others do with banners or flags. Be quiet, his aunt says from the seat behind him, You'll give yourself an asthma attack, it's already cold in here, but what's one more of those compared to what may be his only chance to see him?

The barrier digs into bruises at Fang Duobing's elbows, where he's pushed himself to see over the edge, matching ones at his knees from when he fell two days before. Over and over, too clumsy to land his jumps during practice that afternoon. None of it matters now, the ache or the heavy drag of his next breath at the bottom of his lungs, because in the next instant there is a blur of scarlet and silver at his side of the rink and suddenly, suddenly—

Li Xiangyi is just feet away, standing tall and smiling like he's the sun, clasping the glint of gold hanging around his neck. A loose strand of hair has fallen into his eyes; he shakes his head to brush it away, dark ponytail swishing halfway down his back. Fang Duobing hears a girl two seats to his left make some incoherent noise.

"Li Xiangyi, wo ai ni," another voice in the section screams, and he laughs. All other sound abruptly fades away from Fang Duobing's world to commit it to memory, fixed on Li Xiangyi's smile as it reaches his eyes, shining out with whatever it must feel like to be the happiest person on earth. He sweeps into a bow, the draping sleeves of his costume rippling with the motion. When he rights himself, it is to blow a kiss to the audience.

A hundred hands reach out to pluck it from the air, vying to receive it. So does Fang Duobing, unthinking, trying to hold anything of Li Xiangyi's.

He does not expect it to be his gaze.

Li Xiangyi skates forward, a chasm of one pace and then three, and then he's there, folded against the other side of the barrier. "What's your name, xiao-pengyou?" he asks, voice a warm wind, just loud enough that only Fang Duobing can hear over everyone else. These words are for him alone.

"Fang Duobing. But my family calls me Xiaobao," he tells him.

"Cute." Li Xiangyi braces one hand on the barrier, beside Fang Duobing's. "And do you skate?"

"Yes!" Fang Duobing smiles, and sees a hint of teeth in Li Xiangyi's own at that. "Still learning, but I'm going to become a figure skater too. Just wait," he says, as sure as he can sound.

Li Xiangyi is silent for a beat, looking down. His other hand cradles a few things he picked up from the ice. Fang Duobing waits and the moment stretches, and stretches— did he say something wrong?— but then Li Xiangyi hums, and he places something in Fang Duobing's grasp.

It's a sword, when Fang Duobing turns it over. A small toy one, made of wood, a piece of red ribbon tied to the handle. He knows what it's referencing immediately, with every second of that gala performance two years ago carved into Fang Duobing's mind. Li Xiangyi's flowing sword dance across the ice had made him famous just as much as any medal he'd won by then.

Someone else must have carved this for Li Xiangyi. Fang Duobing looks back up at him, to protest. Shouldn't he have it? But Li Xiangyi pushes his hand away gently, when he holds it out.

"It's yours. I'll see you on the ice one day, Fang Duobing."

As he stares at the sword, Fang Duobing catches the edge of a slight, quick motion, of Li Xiangyi reaching up to his mouth. An empty candy wrapper crumples in his hand a second later.

When he finds Li Xiangyi's eyes for the last time, Fang Duobing sees him wink, finger held to his lips. Their secret to keep.

And then Li Xiangyi is gone, flying off across the ice and out of Fang Duobing's life, empty breeze in his wake. Fang Duobing is left behind, grasping at what Li Xiangyi gave him. The words, and the sword, and the promise they come together to create.

He'll meet Li Xiangyi again, next time without a rink barrier between them.

The competition is over.

The dream is not.

~*~

One year later, the headlines read, 'Figure Skater Li Xiangyi Suffers Freak Accident After Fourth Podium At World Championships'.

Six months later: 'Li Xiangyi Retires From Competitive Skating At 20 Due To Injuries, Ends Start To Flourishing Career'.

Another year later, and the news has no mention of him at all.

~*~

Five years after that, Fang Duobing wins his first medal as a senior skater, on a national level.

Li Xiangyi isn't there.

—————

Yuri!!! On Ice AU, anyone?

(to be continued)

[neon-garbage-angel]

DOG SHOW AU where Viktor is a borzoi and has been Best In Show for the last 5 years, and is polite to other dogs but lacks any true friends, while Yuuri is a dark-coated shiba inu who looks up to Viktor (both metaphorically and literally lol) but gets stressed easily and struggles with shows

[vonlipvig]

started reading the half-life of valery k--so far so good--, and it did something that i really appreciate in books, which is telling us early on those physical characteristics of the main character that the author considers pertinent to know. chapter one, and boom, he looks in a mirror, hair is red. good! that's good to know! because if you had told me he was a redhead any later than chapter one i would have thrown my kindle into outer space. this is an author that cares for their readers.

[athirstygoblin]

Elliott from SDV with Howl Pendragon's voice.

That's it. That's the entire post.

[duskerot]

thats akira from " Akira "

THANK YOUUUU FOR MY LIFE

[blairamok]

tonight’s research (aka me diving into the recesses of twitter and reddit for scraps of information while bored at work) was on the banquets after galas because i had the bright idea of writing one into the fic… gotta put these boys in all the situations. anyway i found this photo of daisuke takahashi getting down in heels and i think this is a fair depiction of what happens at these parties

and of course it made me think of crowley

[certifiedbi]

I really like how aleix and Jorge swapped Fermín for Pedro. Like they literally replaced him with his sworn enemy