seduce me.

        — and when the dust of your grief, rage and fear settles              you’re left in the dark with palms pressed into your eyes              wondering why you weren’t good enough.

—–  death sounds enticing, like water after an eternity of eating sand,         but you still have crimes to pay for. you can’t live with yourself, so you         run from what good you HAVE done, and when you wipe away your tears,         the blood on your hands becomes warpaint. after all, you’re still fighting a war,         a war to redeem yourself, but you don’t really believe that you’ll win.         there’s just too many crimes, and too many ghosts in your head,         and they think you’re not Atlas?

        what they don’t know about you is that         the world broke your back long ago.

my name is aburame shino and i will emerge victorious. why, you ask? because you forget that i am capable of absolute destruction.

viktor and yuuri + special moments 

Victor on ice