A fictional character to not only break the norms of male ice skating, but one that demolishes the idea that masculinity is a fragile thing for every character. Katsuki Yuuri, whether he is a real human or not, proves as an inspiration for fellow future characters of his sort. Happy birthday, you precious cinnamon roll! Go and celebrate your heart out with your ~boyfriend~ Viktor and ~child~ Yurio! ☆彡
“His old self had been scrubbed away, and Wylan wasn’t sure he knew the person who remained—the person who was standing in a private parlor in one of the Lid’s most luxurious gambling dens, caught up in another of Kaz Brekker’s schemes.”
This little clip of Stiles is more important to me than the one when Deaton says “Lydia, you go with Stiles.” The camera cuts to Stiles so that we see this small moment. You can see that Stiles looked at Lydia on his own when Deaton began describing what the person who will hold them under must mean to them. Stiles thought of Lydia immediately, and I think the timid way he looks in her direction is endearing and so very precious. I love that Stiles’ love for the people in his life has been his constant. He is driven by the need to protect those he loves–to keep them by his side and in his life–to the extent that it’s almost selfish. It’s his most powerful trait. He loves, and he loves wholly. Despite his selfish need to not be alone, the nature of Stiles’ love is so pure and true and genuine. Stiles loves his dad on an almost incomprehensible level because they each carry the pain of the loss of his mother. They love each other more because they know of and share the same great loss. Stiles loves his best friend because he was given what he needed most in his life–a brother. Scott is his rock. Scott saved him from the loneliness it would’ve been so easy to fall into. Stiles loves Lydia because he sees the good in himself in her. They are two sides of the same coin. He saw what she hid. He saw what no one else did. He saw someone who could share in his abilities and make him feel more human–less alone. Stiles’ capacity for love in the face of all he has seen, all he has been through, all that he lets darken his heart and haunt his mind, is my favorite part of his character.