10 reasons to love

I was re-watching episode 10

I still fucking love this episode for many reasons but something that struck me today.

When Yuri starts to feel anxious when he’s alone in the hotel room he says out loud “Victor help me”

Having anxiety being able to ask a specific person to help you, even in your own head and even if they aren’t in the room, is a big deal.

Your go to state is often “I’m a burden” or that you’re more of a failure because you want help and you worry your need will mean you are rejected in some way.

Here Yuri is mentally aware he can go to Victor for help and be accepted.

I love that detail about Yuri and his relationship with Victor. It shows how much trust he has in him.

10 Things About Love Only Introverts Understand

People assume introverts are not as romantic and affectionate in relationships, but they’d be surprise to find the opposite. Relationships are almost sacred, and our most significant aspect within our heart. We only open up to a select few. We aren’ snobby, but it is important for an introvert to feel safe in their vulnerability. The open up to people they feel they can trust. Everything, especially emotions are magnified exponentially. Some may say we even love more. Since we don’t give ourselves away freely, it’s hard for us to let go of the people we let in our weird little world. The kind of love we get immersed in is different from your usual high school love story, and takes on a more matured and meaningful depth, and here’s the top 10 reason why being in love with an introvert could be the most special thing you’ve experienced :

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10 reasons why you know he’s the one
—  1. He’ll kiss your forehead and call you his everything
2. He’ll ask you to repeat the word ‘smoothie’ thousands and thousands of times because he thinks it’s cute.
3. He’ll smile at you, and suddenly the whole world will stop, and you’ll find bliss and peace and finally have hope that everything will be okay
4. He’ll hug you so god damn tight, you fear that he’ll squish all your organs out
5. He’ll tell you jokes, and stories, and tell you everything that reminded him of you that day
6. He’ll take care of you, and protect you in your most venerable moments, and tell you that you look beautiful in the meantime.
7. You’ll never feel unsafe, and you know that no matter what, he’ll be with you, cause you can’t see your self living one single day without calling him your own
8. He’ll dance with you, and laugh with you but never at you, he’ll lie to you and tell you you’re the best dancer he’s ever seen.
9. He’ll make you feel beautiful, like no one ever has before. You’ll look in the mirror and question if you’re really as bad as you’ve always thought you have been.
10. And most importantly he’ll love you.
He’ll love you so fucking much, infact he will make you feel the most loved than you ever have in all of your life

“You’re thinking of getting involved. You check the temperature out there. People are increasingly suspicious about foreigners…”


Well he must’ve done something right. You turned out pretty good.

SWTOR Player Asks

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9. How about your least favorite companions?

10. Favorite love interest?

11. Which expansions did you like the most, and which ones did you dislike?

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Top 10 reasons to love Fox Mulder.

1. The way he leans towards you, into your, over you, chewing the inside of his lip and scrunching his eyebrows, and the way it makes you feel knowing that his intensified focus is directed towards you.

2. His legs, taking up all of the room on the plane, in the car, under the desk when you’re trying to find your way down between his legs and his knees keep knocking you in the side of the head as you giggle. But you never mind, you’ve always been small enough to compensate for his bigness.

3. You’ll never meet a man more confident in his beliefs, and yet still so open to those of others.

4. His voice, lulling you to sleep every evening and waking you up inside of a dream every morning. The first words that roll across his tongue in the mornings sound like thunder shaking the bones of your house, begging you to kiss the tiredness away.

5. His ability to allow himself to become open to vulnerability, and his understanding of the occasional necessity of this.

6. The way he feels and wants and loves bigger than anyone you have ever met. Every case he becomes emotionally attached to. Every family of a victim is given his personal phone number in case they need someone to talk about their loss. Every town he sleeps in becomes another home for him to reminisce when he is lonely. 

7. The tea tin you find in the floor in between his bedside table and his bed frame. You pick it up, intending to put it in the drawer of his nightstand so it doesn’t get lost, but end up opening it out of curiosity when you hear shuffling inside as you lift it. Inside are tickets. Hundreds and hundreds of plane tickets. As you start shuffling through, you realize that if you looked, you’d be able to find matching ones just like them somewhere in your own apartment. All of the places you have been together, nestled safely in this tiny box.

8. His unfaltering trust and support. When you were a child, you had your sister. Even after two separate lifetimes of growing in opposite directions, you could still read each others minds. When you lost her, it took you nearly three months before you realized that you had him. He rarely understands at first, but, God, he never stops trying to.

9. His hands. Resting protectively on the small of your back. Holding your shoulders, so narrow that his fingers meet at your spine, as gently as you would hold an injured bird. Gripping the hair at the base of your neck. Pressing into, bruising even, the porcelain skin of your hips. Tracing the slope of your nose downwards, catching on your bottom lip, the tip of his thumb slipping into your mouth. Holding your hand in his, always and always and always and always.

10. The way he loves you back. Everything you give to him he takes and consumes and loves and he uses it and takes it and amplifies it and hands it right back to you. Everyday you wake up, unsure of where your job will take you next. But you are always safe, warm in the blanket of his love. You never knew how greatly you needed a safety net until he volunteered his mind and his heart and his body for yours. You wonder if God made his hands so big to better hold and protect your little heart. 

10  reasons Tanisha Thomas is a gift from God

1. She taught us about loving ourselves AND BE PROUD OF WHO WE ARE

And that self-confidense is everything

2. she proved that there’s nothing wrong with calling out a bitch

3. She also knows the importance of food

4. She is the QUEEN of style

5. She knows PRIORITIES

6. She knows how to make people respect her

7. She would make an awesome friend

8. She’s also the queen of sass

 9. she’s the definition of Boss Ass Bitch


The Night Is Young (Brooklyn Nine-Nine AU)

pairing: Lin x reader

warnings: innuendos, mentions of drug trafficking, cursing

summary: Your sarcasm and Lin’s massive ego never worked well together. It also resulted in a bet on who can get more arrests in a month. If he wins, you have to go on a date with him.

DAY ONE, Y’ALL. I literally finished writing this 3 days before the write-a-thon started. The writing is ridiculously shitty because school is kicking my ass. This is very much based on Jake and Amy, who are 90% of the reason I believe in love. The other 10% is Mr. Darcy. Strap in, cause it’s gonna be a wild week.

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“Hey Lin, you wanna know what (Y/N) and I did last night?” Anthony said, smirking at you.

Lin turned to him and gasped exaggeratedly. “Did you get past first base?” He leaned forward towards Anthony, dropping his voice to a loud whisper. “Tell me, Ramos. What’s (Y/N)’s bod like underneath the sweaters and the sarcasm?”

“We tried playing video games with our feet. (Y/N) kept winning, somehow,” Anthony said.

“My hands were tied behind my back and I was still really good,” you added.

“My hands were tied behind my back and I was still really good. We found the name of (Y/L/N)’s sex tape, ladies and gentlemen!” Lin shouted, pulling off his leather jacket and propping his feet up on the table. You debated the pros and cons of flinging a binder at him, and you might’ve actually done so if Captain Jackson hadn’t walked inside the room.

“Where’s your tie, Miranda?” he asked.

“(Y/N) was using it last night,” Lin replied. Captain Jackson stopped walking and turned to you with his eyebrows raised.

“Careful there, Miranda, I just might use your tie to choke you to death,” you answered breezily.

“Kinky.” Lin winked at you then grinned at Captain Jackson.

“Stop it, you two,” he sighed wearily, already used to the two of you biting each other’s head off. “How’s the drug dealer case going? Jones?”

Jasmine shrugged, looking bored. “No leads.”

“Actually sir, I have a lead,” you said quickly, opening your binder. You saw Lin snap his head up to stare at you, but you ignored it with a small smirk on your face. “I found his address.”

“How do you know it’s his?” Lin countered without missing a beat.

“Don’t question my findings. I think I should go after the address alone,” you suggested.

Captain Jackson pondered this for a while, then shook his head. “Too risky. You’re not going alone.”

“Ha!” Lin yelled victoriously. “He doesn’t trust you enough to go after the address. So much for sucking up to him.”

“I can go after the address, just not alone, idiot. Is that not trust enough?”

Captain Jackson exhaled in irritation. “You know what, (Y/N)? Take Miranda with you. You two need to learn to calm down and work out your goddamn differences. I want this case solved by tomorrow.”

You and Lin turned to each other with wide, exasperated eyes and groaned at the same time. “Fucking hell.”

Lin was tapping his fingers incessantly on the steering wheel, humming along to an obnoxious pop song on the radio. You reached forward to turn down the volume, but he swatted your hand.

“So, (Y/N), it’s the last day of February,” he said conversationally. “Looks like I’m going to win the bet.”

“It’s my lead, it’s my arrest. I’m going to get more arrests than you and win this stupid bet, just so you know.”

You and Lin had a bet that had been going on for nearly a month. Whoever got more arrests in the span of a month wins. Today was the last day, and the two of you were currently tied. If he won, you’d have to go on a date with him. Which was why there was no way in hell you were letting him win.

After a moment of silence, Lin turned up the volume of the radio. He yelled along to Call Me Maybe, his ridiculous facial expressions drawing out a laugh from you. He grinned at you, delighted that he made you laugh.

“Sing along, (Y/N)! The night is young, and so are we.”

He parked the car a good distance away from the apartment. Silently, you got out of the car and ran towards the apartment. He followed right behind you.

“Is this his car?” Lin asked, stopping next to a beaten-down truck. You stopped running, pulled a poker out of your bag and lodged it into the lock of the car. You pulled, but it didn’t budge.

“Need help?” Lin asked, taking the poker from you.

“I’m pretty good with my fingers,” you replied, realising your mistake a moment too late.

“Title of your sextape,” Lin whispered. You glared at him, yanked the poker towards you and the truck door opened.

Lin immediately reached for the compartment drawer and pulled it open. It was empty. You climbed into the backseat and checked under the seats: empty. He checked under the front seats: empty. You grabbed your knife and made a hole in the seat.  

Bingo. It was full of plastic bags, filled with a white powder. “Gotcha,” Lin whispered happily. You got out of the car, locked it and walked towards the apartment.

“We just need to make sure if the car is his,” Lin said to you, leaning down to whisper in your ear.

“I think he’s inside,” you whispered back, leaning against the wall. Lin cocked his head, listening intently for any signs, before nodding in agreement.

Stumped, the two of you were waiting for a solution to strike when someone yelled from across the street. “Hey, you! What’re you doing near my house?”

You turned to Lin with wide eyes. He pulled you forward and kissed you. Shit. Why was he kissing you? Why were his lips so soft? Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the man stop walking and roll his eyes.

“Young love. Disgusting,” he shuddered, pulling out his car keys. The beaten-down truck beeped. Suddenly, Lin pulled away. You were still reeling from the kiss, startled by the sudden heat in your cheeks, when you saw Lin run towards the man.

He took out his handcuffs. “Adam Simon, you are under arrest for drug trafficking. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be held against you in a court of law.”

You stared at him, furious. “I win,” he mouthed with a smirk.

“How was the case?” Jasmine asked, taking a bite of her sushi. Lin had submitted the investigation report to the Captain, and now the four of you were lounging around Jasmine’s table eating sushi.

“Nothing! It was all normal,” you said quickly, feeling heat rush to your cheeks.

“Why are you acting weird?” Anthony asked.

A beat of silence. “(Y/N) and I kissed,” Lin said.

“No way!” Anthony and Jasmine yelled at the same time, staring at each other. Giggling like 5-year-olds, they got up and left to make fun of you.

It was just the two of you left. “It was for the case, right? No big deal. We’re just detectives who work with each other,” he rambled.

“That’s right, Detective,” you answered awkwardly, trying not to look at him.

“Catch you tomorrow, Detective,” he said, giving you an exaggerated bow and then leaving.

“Morning, (Y/N),” Lin said, holding two cups of coffee in hand. He handed one to you. You raised an eyebrow.

“Did you poison this?” you asked. He laughed, and shrugged wordlessly, taking a sip of his coffee.

“It’s coffee. When have you ever rejected a cup of coffee?” he said, rolling his eyes. You sighed. He did know you very well. You reluctantly took a sip. Man, he was good at making coffee. You continued drinking, chugging it down until the last drop.

There was a writing at the bottom of the cup.


You looked up and caught his eye, and he smirked. “Don’t think I forgot. I won the bet, (Y/N).” He pressed a button on his phone, and Call Me Maybe rang across the room. He dug out a box from his pocket and grinned at you.

“Can I take your silence as a yes?”

You closed your eyes for patience, wanting nothing more than to sink into the ground. “Yes,” you mumbled to get it over with.

“I can’t hear you!” he sang in a bad impersonation of the Pirate from Spongebob.

“Aye aye, Captain,” you said sarcastically, crossing your arms in irritation. Lin’s face exploded into a grin.

“She said yes, everybody!” he whooped loudly, eliciting cheers from everyone. He began dancing along to Call Me Maybe, yelling the lyrics at the top of his lungs and winking at you when it ended.

At lunch, Jasmine came over to your table.

“You’ve looked over to my table at least 10 times in the span of 1 hour. Is there anything you want to ask me?” she said.

“Nope.” You resolutely continued flipping through a file.

“(Y/N),” Jasmine said, grabbing your file and putting it down.

You stared at your table. Without looking, you knew that Jasmine was smirking like she already knew what you were going to say. Screw it.

“What should I wear for my date with Lin?”

She burst into laughter and ruffled your hair affectionately. “I’ll come over.”

You were wearing a blue dress that you hadn’t taken out since you bought. Blue really wasn’t your colour, but Jasmine said that it was Lin’s least favourite colour and you wanted to piss him off. You were strapping on your heels when your front door opened. Lin strolled inside your house like it was his own.

“Why didn’t you knock, you fucking asshole?” you said. The date hadn’t even begun and you were already annoyed.

Lin grinned, tucking his hands into his pockets. He cleaned up quite well, for someone who wore the same leather jacket to work every day. “It’s nice to see you in a tie,” you said with a small smile, leading him out your front door.

“It’s nice to see you in blue,” he answered softly. There was a sincerity in his voice that you had never associated with him. “It’s my favourite colour.”

“Jasmine, you sneaky prick,” you muttered under your breath. He turned to you questioningly, but you waved him off.

Once you got to his car, he opened the door for you. To say that you were surprised was definitely an understatement. “Where are you taking me, gentleman?” you teased.

“Somewhere. You’ll see,” he said breezily, getting inside the car and beginning to drive. He looked so relaxed when driving, it him look like he was going to fall asleep and crash the car any second.

10 minutes passed, and he was driving you down a street you didn’t recognize. “Lin, where are we going?”

He didn’t reply for a while. He turned to look at you and gazed at you, his eyes softening and a small smile appearing on his lips.

“Relax, (Y/N). The night is young, and so are we.”

Top 10 Reasons to LOVE Dorian Havilliard

#1 Because of the beautiful lies

“How are you truly feeling?” The fear still lay beneath his words. “Awful,” she said cautiously. “And I suspect I look as bad as I feel.” He smiled slightly. He was trying to fight it—whatever feeling had been hounding him. “I’ve never seen you look lovelier.”

#2 Because of that time he bought his crush 3 pounds of candy….

“Been eating candies, have you?” “You sent those?” she kept her mouth shut as much as possible. “Of course.” He picked up the bag of candy  on the table “What’s your…” He trailed off as he weighed the bag in his hands. “Didn’t I give you three pounds of candy?”

and a puppy

“Oh, puppy,” she crooned, and petted her. The dog trembled, and she glared at Dorian over her shoulder. “What did you do, you buffoon?” she hissed. Dorian threw his hands in the air. “It’s a gift! I almost lost my arm—and more important parts—trying to put that bow on, and then she howled all the way up here!”

#3 Because of his desire to make people smile

“I apologize for my father’s gruffness.” She stared down the hall, at the servants who bowed to Dorian. He ignored them. “By the Wyrd!” Dorian laughed. “He’s trained you well already!” He nudged Chaol with his elbow. “From the way you two are blatantly ignoring me, I’d say she could pass for your sister! Though you don’t really look like each other—it would be hard to pass off someone so pretty as your sister.” Celaena was unable to keep a hint of a smile from her lips.(..) “There!” Dorian said. “A reaction - thank the gods I’ve amused her.”

#4 Because he had his heart broken

“You’re sulking again. Are you upset over something, my pet? Have you heard from Rosamund? My poor child—how she broke your heart!” The queen shook her head. “Though it was over a year ago …” He didn’t reply. He didn’t want to think about Rosamund—or about the boorish husband she’d left him for.

#5 Because of his smoothness…

“Would you rather spar with me?” “Perhaps if we had a private lesson in your chambers,” he said smoothly. “Tonight.” “I’ll be waiting.” She curled her hair around a finger.

or lack of it

“I’m sorry I don’t have a present for you,” she said. “I—er, I didn’t expect you to.” He blushed madly and glanced at the clock. “I have to go. I’ll see you at the ceremony—or perhaps tonight after the ball? I’ll try to get away as early as I can. Though I bet that without you there, Nehemia will probably do the same—so it won’t look so bad if I leave early, too.” She’d never seen him babble like this. “Enjoy yourself,” she said as he took a step back and almost crashed into the table. “I’ll see you tonight, then,” he said. “After the ball.” She hid her smile behind a hand. Had her kiss thrown him into such a tizzy?

#6 Because he’s basically a nerd

“Dorian, while he still enjoyed swordplay, had grown to enjoy books.”

#7 Because of his playfulness

“For the world’s greatest assassin, this is pathetic.” said Dorian, stepping from the doorway. Are you planning on biting the cue again? Because if you are, I’d like to invite the court painter so I can forever remember the sight.” “Don’t you dare mock me!” “Don’t be so serious.” 

#8 Because he looks behind first impressions

“It’s just that I don’t know anything about you.” “I’m an assassin.” Her heartbeat calmed. “That’s all there is to know.” “Yes,” he said with a sigh. “But why is it so wrong for me to want to know more? Like how you became an assassin—and what things were like for you before that.”

#9 Because despite acting like a player he is a hopeless romantic

His sapphire eyes flashed. “You marry the person you love - and none other!”

#10 Because of the times he speaks before he thinks

Dorian grinned. “What remarkable eyes you have! And how angry you are!”

“What are you staring at?” “You’re beautiful,” Dorian said before he could think. “Don’t be stupid.”

Quotes from #1 Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Mass


Books that I think you should read (Individual/Series)

  • The Perks Of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
  • Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
  • Love, Rosie by Cecelia Ahen
  • Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins
  • Isla and the Happily Ever After by Stephanie Perkins
  • The Future of Us by Jay Asher and Carolyn Mackler
  • The Statistical Probability Of Love At First Sight by Jennifer Smith
  • Me Before You by Jojo Moyes
  • Why we Broke up by Daniel Handler
  • 13 Reasons Why by Jay Asher
I haven’t been anywhere. But I know what you mean. Okay, it’s great to be back, but I was always there, even when you never noticed.
—  George Harrison in response to a caller’s comment, “Hi, George. It’s great to have you back, man.” Rockline, 10 February 1988

Lost characters according to Sawyer: 3/10 - Charlie Pace



1-In the first 10 minutes we have like… 10282939291 iper gay scenes… ESPECIALLY 1115 SCENES

2-Uno trying to save his boyfriend is SUPER FUCKING CUTE OMFG



5-I want Honney and Trois to be called Nanba-papa and Nanba-mama PLZ THEY ARE LIKE… AN OLD COUPLE WORRIED ABOUT THEIR CHILDREN

6-Uno worried about himself… ok… Uno worried about Jyugo… OMFG

7-Trois-mama best mama


9-Kappa boy plz be gentle


(I’m gona doodling a lot on this episode MUHAHAHAH)