and its just tuesday

AKA fantastic yoi blogs & people i’m always excited to see on my dash:
(mutuals bolded)

A → L
@blau678​ / @bisexualviktor / @bottom-viktor / @borntomake / @fencer-x / @fyeahyurionice / @fyyoi / @honeyuuri / @itsjjpositivity​ / @katsukiyuurikatsudon / @keilattes / @lookiamnotcreative 

N → T
@nikiforo-v@nikiforoving / @nikiforovshitposts / @nikiforovprince / @peachyviktor@plsetski / @randomsplashes / @seek-victory / @sk8r-boi-yuri@softnikiforov / @takemetovikturi 

V → Z
@v-niliforov​ / @victory-is-to-victuuri / @victoryuuris / @victuuriporkbowl / @viktor-chan / @viktorikiforov@vikturi-trash / @viktuuri–on–ice / @viktyuuris / @yuurikatsukii / @zaanarkand 

It Ethan. Behold the true @crankgameplays
He a good ice cream boi.
He totally doesnt have drugs anywhere. Look at that pure face. How could that face be anything but lawful.

Struggle of being bts trash...

So do you ever just be upset because Bts always coming out with some majestic ass pics, and now you gotta change your phone wallpaper, lock screen, and your profile pic, again for the sixth time this week….

Originally posted by geekylaugifs

2 Reasons I Love/Hate Tuesdays

The ‘Love’ Part: I get to praise this lovely scout in all of his wonderful glory to the fullest (pft like everyday already isnt like that, Hah)

The ‘Hate’ Part: Chores a.k.a-


  Shadow and Rouge have an uncanny ability to have an argument in the middle of a battle without actually putting themselves in danger.

  Regardless of who starts yelling at who, quickly the two will turn to face each other and get into a shouting match. But while they have tense postures, they never actually move during the argument. No hand motions, no exasperated eye-rolls, nothing.

  Because of this, any motion they see coming at them from any direction must be their opponent. Already primed to strike, the only thing they need to do is spot where the potential blow is coming from to block or counter it.

  This can lead to some pretty hilarious instances where a foe jumps at one of them thinking they have the upper hand, only to get a kick or punch directly to the face and have the pair go back to the argument as if nothing even happened.