ARIES: when a character goes into a fit of frustration by kicking their legs in the air repeatedly and thrashing their bodies around until the whole bed/couch/floor is a mess and so is their hair
TAURUS: when character A watches in adoration as character B stuffs their face with delicious food or drinks/having a whole day filled with them eating street food and going clubbing
GEMINI: the main character always treating the happy-go-lucky side character like crap for comedic effect, but it’s kinda sad bc they never apologize
CANCER: the infamous umbrella scene. “I dislike you/don’t know you that well, but I can’t let you get soaked in the rain so I’m gonna hold this umbrella/cape over you bc I’m just a good person and I’m totally not interested in you”
LEO: having 284 different shots/angles of the main characters’ first kiss/hug. That zoom in slo-mo of character A pulling character B into their arms and embracing them for the first time/locking lips with them
VIRGO: there’s always that ONE THING that has to destroy the couple’s relationship. Whether it’s bc your bride needs to kill you or she dies, or you somehow went back in time a couple hundred years and can’t tell your prince bf
LIBRA: the main characters always being bound together by destiny such as outside supernatural forces/parallel universes/connecting timelines from the present to the future or past
SCORPIO: seeing that happy montage of the main couple after all their ups and downs, and knowing something terrible is going to happen shortly after
SAGITTARIUS: character A tries to convince themselves that they don’t need character B, and do everything they can to distract themselves by working/drinking/dating someone else, only to finally admit to themselves that they’re in love
CAPRICORN: the rich, cold, mysterious character always falling for the person who needs help…but they’ve convinced themselves that they totally don’t like this person until they finally admit it on like the last episode
AQUARIUS: having an idol/famous actor who’s worked alongside one of the actors on another series before appear in almost every kdrama, whether it’s a short cameo or one of the main characters
PISCES: that scene when they clutch their chest and cry waterfalls for seemingly no reason, only for us to find out that something horrible occurred later on to reveal this character’s sadness and why they’re emo
about shiro not backing keith’s story in bom: i think there’s other factors that a lot of people overlook. namely, the fact that shiro’s response isn’t just him reacting to an isolated incident–its him finally putting together the pieces after a long time of dealing with constant doubt and concern. because he knows something’s up with keith. in season 2, he’s the only one that does. on two separate occasions, he takes keith aside and tries to talk to him, to ask him what’s wrong, to try and get him to open up. and every time keith shuts him out? you can see the fear on shiro’s face, can see that he feels like they’re slowly drifting apart and he’s losing keith
these two strike me as friends who probably used to tell each other everything. so the fact that keith is refusing to talk now, that he’s forcing this distance between them? shiro doesn’t know what to think. and when he sees keith has this alien knife and is maybe part galra? maybe isn’t even from earth at all? shiro is very quickly finding out that this person he’s very close to, someone who he thought he knew everything about, is quite literally becoming alien. his best friend is suddenly a stranger, and he’s questioning whether he ever even knew him at all
looking at shiro’s face here, he looks just as panicked as keith. despite how good he is at improvising and acting, he doesn’t even have it in him to scrape together an excuse or cover story. he’s genuinely shocked, and just blurts the words out without thinking. “I…I don’t know”–he hesitates, stumbles. he’s seeing the person he thought he was really close to in a whole new light, and he doesn’t know how to handle it
and keith? when he’s down on the ground, the first thing he says is “Shiro, you know me.” becuase he’s trying desperately to bridge that gap, to make shiro see–to prove that, even if keith’s going through some shit, even if he doesn’t know who he himself is, he hasn’t changed. the person shiro knew is still the same.
also, look at shiro’s face after that exchange. that doesn’t look like someone who just sold out or distrusts their friend. he takes the time to look at keith and kinda check in, to see how vulnerable and scared he looks (scared because he thinks shiro doesn’t trust him)
before he goes right back to glaring and confronting the bom
he then tells keith theyre leaving and starts walking away. he realizes there’s some kind of conflict here between keith and the bom, so he tries to separate them. if he really didnt trust his friend, he would’ve insisted he either 1 hand over the knife or 2 started asking a bunch of personally invasive questions–after all, this is the person that insisted on morally grey mind control interrogation to extract information from a galra.
instead, he sees how honestly hurt and confused keith looks, so he gives him some space and tries to quickly remove him from the situation
and when keith insists on staying? shiro’s worried look in the background there? even if he doesn’t understand what’s been going on with keith all this time, he’s clearly concerned, clearly cares. he backs off a bit and let’s keith say his piece, because he realizes just how much all this means to him. shiro doesn’t interfere again until after he hears keith’s life will be on the line, and immediately tries to get him out of there
he goes right up to keith’s side when he tries to reason with him, and we get a repeat of that shoulder touch thing these two do so much. shiro especially does this to keith a lot, and it honestly seems like a kind of grounding thing. he reaches out to keith, tries to tell him that whatever’s going on his life isn’t worth it, holds onto him to offer some kind of comfort. the way shiro tries to convince him here reminds me a lot of that thing joaquim said in an interview, about how “shiro is sort of the only thing that can really calm him down and keep him in check.” shiro very much tries to do that here, sees that keith is angry and upset and tries to keep him from making a reckless decision.
was shiro really taken aback and hurt initially? i think so, yes. but once he kinda has a bit of time to recover and think things through he’s still thinking of keith and trying to help him as best he can–this is also why he doesn’t try to stop him again until it’s absolutely necessary, because he respects keith’s volition and understands the importance of that autonomy. when push comes to shove, regardless of the situation, shiro still steps up to protect keith
“Fancy meeting you here.” Harry watched amusedly as Malfoy whirled around in surprise and almost dropped his champagne flute.
“Potter.” He sounded breathless, caught off guard. “I thought you were in Egypt on some mission.”
Harry cocked his head to one side and gave Malfoy a quizzical glance.
“I see you’ve been keeping tabs on me.”
“That’s not-” Malfoy’s cheeks turned rosy as he quickly looked away. “Your name is always all over the paper.”
“This was a secret mission,” Harry replied, trying not to snicker.
“Yeah, well… It’s- it’s hard to escape you. People talk about you everywhere. Everywhere!”
“Sure,” Harry said, taking a sip of champagne.
“Auror Potter! Auror Potter!” A small, middle-aged man behind Malfoy began waving frantically at Harry, almost jumping up and down in his excitement.
“Oh no,” Harry muttered. Malfoy took a look over his shoulder and rolled his eyes.
“Auror Potter! We didn’t expect you to be back so soon,” the middle-aged man said, clasping one of Harry’s hands and shaking it vigorously.
“Mister Franklin,” Harry said, barely able to hide his annoyance.
“You were on a mission I presume? Was it undercover? Did it go well?”
Harry sighed and briefly closed his eyes.
“Mister Franklin, a gala is hardly the place for an interview, is it?”
Mister Franklin chuckled and clasped Harry’s hand even tighter.
“You know how it is with us reporters, we never rest.”
“Oh yes, I know,” Harry said. “However, I am currently unavailable for a statement.”
“But Auror Potter-”
“If you will excuse me, Mister Franklin,” Harry interrupted him, freeing his hand from the other man’s grip and placing it on Malfoy’s back. “I have important business to attend to.”
He ignored the incredulous looks Mister Franklin and Malfoy were giving him and pushed through the crowd. Harry noticed how Malfoy’s body twitched under his touch. It made Harry’s stomach flip. He hadn’t planned to be so bold but escaping a reporter from the Daily Prophet always took priority.
He hoped Mister Franklin wasn’t following them. But even if he left them alone, almost every other person in the room was sure to assault Harry sooner or later. But he couldn’t leave yet. He had promised Kingsley he’d stay at least two hours. And now, after bumping into Malfoy, he had another reason to stay.
When Harry spotted the double doors leading to one of the balconies, he let out a sigh of relief. That could work. He gently pushed Malfoy outside, who was completely flustered at this point.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he snapped, slapping Harry’s hand away and smoothing down his robes.
“What? I really didn’t want to talk to that reporter,” Harry said shrugging.
“But why did you drag me along with you?” Malfoy studied him suspiciously and Harry noticed how he was clutching his champagne flute.
“I wanted to keep talking to you,” Harry said, surprised Malfoy had to ask.
“And what gave you the impression I wanted to keep talking to you?”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Harry said, knitting his eyebrows together. “Feel free to go. It wasn’t my intention to bring you out here against your will.”
Malfoy narrowed his eyes. After a moment, he turned and walked to the edge of the balcony, resting his elbows against the railing.
It took Harry a moment to realise Malfoy wasn’t leaving after all. He was waiting for Harry to join him. Harry made sure the goofy smile had somewhat vanished before he stepped up beside Malfoy, mimicking his pose, and looked out to the garden below.
“It’s a little bit like Romeo and Juliet, isn’t it?” Harry said, relishing the sudden quietness around them.
Malfoy let out a snort and Harry was pretty sure he was rolling his eyes.
“For that you’d have to be standing down there, you knobhead.”
“I didn’t mean… I just meant the setting reminds me of-” He raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying you’d want me to be standing down there, serenading you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Malfoy muttered. But Harry had the impression his cheeks were getting pinker by the second. “Besides, Romeo didn’t serenade Juliet.”
“He didn’t? Huh. I thought he did,” Harry said frowning. “Well that’s good I guess. I’m rubbish at singing.”
There was a long silence after that and Harry wondered what Malfoy was thinking about. He heard him take a deep breath before he finally spoke again.
“I guess we are a bit like Romeo and Juliet.”
Harry looked at him in astonishment.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, our families weren’t exactly enemies but I have often wondered what would have happened if my father hadn’t- if it weren’t for my father…maybe it wouldn’t have been impossible. Or forbidden.”
“Forbidden,” Harry repeated dumbstruck. “You mean to say…”
“I’m not saying anything,” Malfoy said quickly, clamping his mouth shut.
“I think you just did,” Harry insisted, giving the other man a toothy grin. “I have to admit, when I saw you tonight I didn’t think it would lead up to this.”
Malfoy didn’t reply and just stared at the fountain in the middle of the garden below them.
“It’s not too late, you know,” Harry said quietly. “We could still… well, how about we start with dinner?”
“Dinner?” Malfoy sounded skeptical. When he gulped down the rest of his champagne, Harry couldn’t contain a snicker.
“Dinner.” He turned to Malfoy and bit his lip. “All you have to do is say yes.”
When Malfoy didn’t say anything, Harry tentatively moved his hand down the railing and placed it on the other man’s.
“Just say yes.”
Harry watched as the corner’s of Malfoy’s mouth twitched and his body gave a little shiver.
“It’s that easy?”
“Yes,” Harry said. Malfoy cleared his throat and kept his eyes on the garden while his lips stretched into a smile.
“Is that a yes?” Harry asked. Malfoy turned his head to look at him, his eyes shining brightly.