#thanks cookie

[whichstoodonrockyshores]

Texas: Don’t be intimidated Texas...try to imagine him...in his underwear!

Javier: *hot pretty boy energy*

Texas: OH NO HE’S HOT

(thanks @churro-cookie btw lmao)

[residentrep-euphie]

[one-against-an-army]

55-58☺️💖

Thank you! ❤️

55. tumblr friends

You! (tho we haven't talked in a while, we should talk! How's your puppy?!) @lanalikesnobanana and she my duck princess and wife 🦆 I'm also talking to @thekitastrophe now and she's noice and fun, go follow

56. favourite food(s)

Pasta, cheese, cookies, tofu

57. favourite animal(s)

Definitely dogs

58. description of my best friend

She's smart, funny, beautiful, and talented, and I miss her so fucking much

[xyloophones]

*whispers* prompt for tmfu au: “dishonest decade”

hi im crying also im ignoring all my other prompts bc i love this one a lot

(this line is from September 1, 1939 by W.H. Auden, if anyone wants to join me and cookie in poetry hell)

[tmfu au tag]

dishonest decade (all i have is a voice)

Yuuri measures time in works of art.

Examples:

In the amount of time it takes to boil water for tea, Phichit can hack into Baroness Catalina’s mansion security system.

Yuuri waits exactly ten minutes, enough time to review his notes for his midterm on Monday, before he goes inside.

The Baroness is out like a light. Yuuri quickly befriends her dog–– the Actual Disney Prince Yuuri effect, as Phichit would call it–– and makes his way to the study where the painting is being held.

(Sometimes Yuuri likes to think of himself as the subject of a Degas, all pretty blushing cheeks and perfectly pointed toes. Soft blurs of color, graceful, poised–– caught unaware and captured forever in reverent brushstrokes.

But Yuuri is never caught unaware. He’s too good.)

La Liberté guidant le peuple, the original Delacroix. Beautiful and angry and in the wrong hands. Yuuri allows himself the appropriate time to bask in its presence, caught up in the gunpowder and smoke and magnificence of it all. Phichit babbles angrily in his earpiece about the injustice and the irony and “Yuuri, the historical significance! Convince me not to drain her bank accounts, because I can do it! I have them right here!”

Yuuri snorts quietly, which he knows Phichit will understand as, “donate the money to that community center down the street that we like.” He hears Phichit gleefully tapping away at his keyboard.

It takes him another thirty minutes to carefully take it down. It was stolen from the Louvre-Lens late last year and Yuuri can tell immediately that whatever asshole that stole it clearly knew nothing about preservation. It was cut out of its original frame and then rolled up like some sort of elementary school poster board project. It’s no matter, the museum will know how to properly restore it. Still, Yuuri seethes.

The getaway is simple. Yuuri and Phichit had pooled together their money to buy a nice, spacious van late into their second year at grad school. It’s parked outside now, hidden from view with Phichit in the driver’s seat. Yuuri carries the painting into the back and Phichit peels away from the Baroness’s estate.

Two hours. An average job time, also the same amount of time as one of Professor Bin’s American Art lectures.

“I cannot believe this!” Phichit squawks as they’re speeding down the road, to the drop off site. “I cannot believe she had Liberty Leading the People. This is better than the time we found that Senator with that Jacques-Louis David in his den!”

Yuuri smiles fondly. “You’re a fan of this one.”

“What can I say, I’m a Romantic,” Phichit says, fluttering his eyes. “Capital R.”

Yuuri giggles, feeling much less anxious now that the job is done. It’s another hour–– time to dry a layer of paint–– until they reach the drop site. Their mysterious inside man has been working with them for years, taking their stolen art and rightfully donating them to the proper museums. Yuuri doesn’t know his name, but he trusts him.

This is a mistake.

(“Complacency,” Minako-sensei always said, “is the first sign of a rotted will. Rebel, Yuuri. Rebel.”

“Rebel,” Yuuri whispered to himself, the first time he stole a painting. He’d taken it off the rich governor’s wall and replaced it with a list of people who’d died as a result of his poor health care policy. Yuuri took the piece–– Yoshitomo Nara, Dead Flower–– and donated it the the local MOMA.)

--

They get caught.

It takes half of Interpol and a well-timed ambush, but they get caught. They arrest Yuuri in the middle of his Modern American Art midterm, which is incredibly rude.

They make him wait six hours in an interrogation room–– enough time to steal three paintings, or two sculptures, or an entire stack of loose leaf paper drawings–– before they offer him a job.

It’s less of a job offer, more of a “work for us or go to jail” offer. Yuuri’s only condition is that he gets to work with Phichit. Within the hour they’re being shipped off to the CIA training facility and meeting their new handler, Agent Celestino.

“Your hair belongs in an impressionist painting,” Phichit tells him, straight up.

Agent Celestino’s brow furrows. “Uh… thank you?”

“It’s not a compliment,” Yuuri says, “he hates the impressionist movement.”

Agent Celestino’s eyes narrow and he stares them down for a long time before bursting into laughter.

“Kids,” he says, delighted, “I think this is the beginning of something beautiful.”

[cerastes]

harbingerofcookies: https://www.reddit.com/r/heroesofthestorm/comments/6k2ytt/spoilers_heres_upcoming_list_of_heroes_leaked/ they misspelled Ana, but then again, this leak predicted Garrosh several weeks before the teaser even started, so I dunno if they just got lucky or if this is legit

Holy shit, Alexstrasza? Man, please, I hope we get Dragonfriend as a playable character, she’s fucking awesome.

Kel’thuzad, please be real, I’ve been waiting for this all of my life, retroactively. Like I’ve said this 700 times by now, but Kel’thuzad was the coolest dude for me when I was a kid, like, 100% dude I wanted to be. I used “kelthuzad” as an old username when I was a kid in a lot of sites, I had Kel as my character in those cropped, cheesy forum signature images where you usually would see like Sephiroth and shit. It would be so damn cool to see him in 2017 aaaaa

Ana and Junkrat would be damn cool. I am wondering how they are going to handle Junkrat’s explosives. Maybe like how Hammer’s shots are basically instant explosions on her AA? More importantly, the WHEEL. PLEASE.

Man, what a promising list. Shame about the lack of Diablos, though.

[remem-brandt]

i love when i'm trying to sleep and my cat sits right on my stoma. that's fine, I love waking up in extreme pain.

[xyloophones]

3, 4 and/or 17 for the ask meme pls? :DD

3. name 3 underrated fic authors in your fandom

sdlakfjs ok there are!! a lot of super amazing authors in the yoi fandom!! but fun fact: im only user subbed to 10 authors lol?? and here are three of my favs

you. obviously??? yall if you don’t know, cookie is my fav author and i have no idea how i managed to trick her into being friends with me?? pls go read burning in her firelight, searching for a signal, and if ur into voltron Heathens if yall havent already !!

@selkiegirls (selkiegirl on ao3) who wrote Softness which is, literally, one of the softest things ive ever read go check it out

@gia-comeatme ( DefiantDreams on ao3) because?? hello i love you??? yall pls go read Once You Go Greek

4. what’s a fic that changed the way you write?

ok so!! neither of these are for yoi but

The World Ain’t Ready by idiopathicsmile is?? legit so gorgeous?? it’s delicately reckless in the way that being queer in high school just is and the characterization here is my fav in the entire les mis fandom and just?? it finished when i was a junior in high school which is the same year that the characters were in and just a lot of it hit home for me and im rambling now but the way the author portrayed grantaire’s mental illness just really taught me about how fiction can help me cope with my own illness and ahhhhhhhhh 

The Thirteen Letters by dropdeaddream and WhatAreFears is just so beautiful and poetic and like, hauntingly, achingly bittersweet in a way that i can’t really describe?? it’s like 3 am summer melancholy?? like it had me choked up the entire time 

theres a lot of other ones but these two really showed me just how much artistry could go into writing?? like listen before fanfic i was reading really bad YA (which!! nothing wrong with YA!! obviously i love it a lot but u know. the stuff i was reading just recycled the same tired plots and character types and ugh) but the internet and fanfic and fan communities really made me fall in love with writing

17. any crazy first-time fanfiction experiences?

……. omg ok so, cookie i think you already know this story but for everyone else:

my first published fanfic on ff.net was this self-insert crack fic for the hunger games and it’s really bad and i distinctly remember thinking at the time that i was a literary goddess

there was like?? a scene with pie scented sharpies?? and i remember thinking i was hot shit because after i published the first chapter i got 57 reviews and that blew my mind 

// fic writer ask meme!! //

[xyloophones]

fic title meme: "soldier of stardust"

soldier of stardust

“I didn’t fall into the rift by accident,” Yuuri spits, “I was taken.”

There’s silence across the bridge. And then–– a crash, a terrible screech of metal, the sound of heavy, wet footsteps from where Yuuri’s ship is parked in the hangar. 

“Was there anyone else on board with you?” Viktor asks, already knowing the answer. 

“No.” 

The crew shifts uncomfortably as they all come to the same realization.

Yuuri escaped the rift, but something followed him out. 

uhh alien-ish au where they all work for a space exploration company, yuuri graduates and is sent on a solo mission but he disappears from reality for a year, only to reappear with some void monster following him

[send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it OR send me a made-up fic description and i’ll title it + write a summary]