what i mean:
viktor 100% gushed about yuuri during practice to anyone that would listen until yakov had to make an intervention. as a result of makkachin became the main audience for viktor's yuuri adoration sessions. they would lounge around on the couch while viktor rubs his tummy going on about how beautiful and talented and precious yuuri is with a huge smile on his face. when makkachin launches at yuuri in hasetsu he knows exactly who it is. he knows that this is the person that makes his viktor happy. he settles in by yuuri's side as if they've known each other his entire life.
okay so i havent seen this done and i wasnt feeling like doing an actual fic but i have so many headcanons about this
philip is the one that initially brings it up. he doesnt even ask lukas to go; theyre just hanging out and he mentions that its happening that weekend.
he isnt expecting lukas to ask if he could go. he agrees, of course, because all he wants is for lukas to be able to accept who he is.
lukas is shocked he even voiced his wanting to go. but part of him wants to go somewhere where absolutely everyone is okay with who he is.
he knows that being gay isnt inherently wrong; he knows its the homophobia he grew up around/internalized
he cant help but be excited. terrified, but excited.
lukas ends up talking to rose, who tells him that shes going, and taking this girl she kinda likes, and some other kids from school are going, too.
all of a sudden lukas is exposed to other lgbt people at school. theyre accepting and seem to just get it
anyways, they all plan to meet up for the parade and walk around and see everything
“its your first pride we have to go all out”
lukas doesnt want to dress up or anything, but when rose shows up to philips house the morning of with two black shirts with rainbows on the front, lukas takes it. he puts a flannel on over it, and laughs when philip comes out wearing one of his flannels, too.
rose has on a shirt proclaiming Pan Pride
before they leave, helen and gabe come down the stairs outfitted in rainbows head to toe
Gabe has a love is love shirt on
philip is kinda embarrassed, but the minute she sees Helen’s shirt (im not gay but my son is) he just gets this giant smile on his face.
philip didnt grow up around homophobia, not the way lukas did. it was around, but in the city, being gay wasnt as taboo.
still it isnt something he ever broadcasted. he definitely didnt have his mom walking around with a shirt like that.
but here is helen and gabe, and theyre supporting him and his dumb boyfriend, and they accept him for who he is.
so they get there!! and lukas is super overwhelmed. its bright and loud and there are so many people. theyre all happy and theyre dancing and lukas can feel the excitement radiating.
he’s never been open about being gay like this. he didnt even think it would be something he would ever be okay with
hes getting there. but he isnt quite there yet
anyways!!! he sees all these people (girls holding hands with girls, boys holding hands with boys, etc)
there are people kissing and laughing and dancing and lukas has never felt so okay
he super tentatively reaches over and takes philips hand. philip just looks over at him and gets this tiny smile on his face. he doesnt say anything, of course, but he pulls lukas into the crowd
gabe and helen end up talking to a set of lesbians who recognized gabe from the vet.
in the middle of the parade, rose catches a beaded necklace and gives it to the girl she came with, giving her a huge smile.
eventually the two sneak away. philip and lukas see them kissing in an alleyway, the rainbow paint that was smeared on Rose’s cheeks now all over the other girls fingers
they meet lots of people. sometimes they ask lukas if philip is his boyfriend, and he doesnt hesitate to say yes. yes, he is. isnt he adorable?
it isnt just new for lukas. philip is happier than hes been in weeks. standing here, surrounded by love and acceptance, he doesnt even remember what if feels like to hurt.
ryan kane, his mom, the cabin, all of it goes away.
it goes away because lukas is holding his hand, and kissing him in public, and giving him that goofy smile philip loves so much.
and it goes away for lukas, too, because he feels more loved than he ever has. he feels loved by philip and by his friends (new and old) and he feels loved by every other member of the lgbt community.
on days like today, theyre all a big family. happy. free. proud.
I’d like to title these: Man, I hope TWRP Understands How Much I Love Them Through These Because it Took Me Goshdarn For-FREAKING-Ever to Finish These: A Series of Paintings and Suffering
WELP, it’s been about half a year since I started these boys, I’m so glad I finally finished them! Remind me to never do traditional ever again. I ended up going to digital for some final touches and lighting anyways lol.
prompt: ‘Bellamy stroking Clarke’s hair until she falls asleep after her having nightmares, post s3, no nuclear meltdown’ for @100bellarketrash
word count: 1596
There was too much to deal with in the aftermath of ALIE. Her mother and Kane were working overtime to figure out what to do with the Grounders. The others were trying to rebuild Arkadia, and not just in a physical sense. Everyone was trying to deal with their trauma in their own way. No one had time to take on Clarke’s as well. It wasn’t uncommon to hear a chorus of shouting during the night. Not everyone could shut themselves down during a nightmare.
Clarke’s horrors didn’t happen when she was asleep because she rarely slept more than two or three hours a night. The hallucinations, and she knew that they were hallucinations, were happening almost constantly when she was awake. It was easy to ignore some of them and not so easy to ignore others. Some faces blended into the crowd. Others stood out as stark reminders of all that she had done. Her father. Wells. Finn. The list went on and on. They mostly left her alone, but it was hard to ignore the bloodstained face of her best friend when he stared at her from ten feet away.
It was tempting to confront them, to ask them what they wanted, but she knew that they wouldn’t answer. This was her sentence. She wouldn’t be locked away in a small cell up in the sky for her crimes. This was her way of paying for all that she’d done. As she watched her people heal and recover, most of them finding a reason to smile again, Clarke knew that it was worth it to bear it alone. She wouldn’t run away this time. It was selfish to think that she needed the exact people that she’d hurt the most. But she did need them.
“You look like hell,” Raven informed her bluntly.
Clarke tore her eyes away from Anya’s accusing glare.
“So do you,” she said with a shrug, turning her attention back to the half-eaten breakfast in front of her.
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*HEAVY SIGH* Ok here’s the thing, I’m overthinking this fic WAY too much lol. It is coming but lemme tell you I have made myself question everything endlessly. My brain is being a big pain in the butt! So I don’t want to make any more promises about timing at this point. Because the whole thing is literally written and beta read and was ready in AO3 (and it’s LONG) and yet I cannot make myself hit post because I have other thoughts now about how to rework it. I’m usually not so much of a perfectionist, but in this case I think the weightiness of the ILY scene has built things up in my head way too much and I’m not going to want to share something I’m anything less than thrilled with.