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I just realized how much Yuuris parents must have lowkey shipped them from day one. "Good looking foreign guest" my behind. There's no way on god's green earth that the parents who bought 18 trillion posters, adopted a poodle, and paid for their son to skate because of the man wouldn't recognize his stupid pretty face. Instead of outright saying "Victor Nikiforov's here, go get your man," they went for "A good looking foreign guest is here ahaha let's let them figure it out on their own."

lmao they knew all along

Dumb headcanon of the day: it’s very rare, but every so often Victor and Yuuri will get in a bad enough argument where they’ll try to give each other the cold shoulder and go off by themselves to sulk, but it never lasts more than 24 hours at the absolute tops because they’re the most pathetic sad babies when they have to be away from each other, and their friends usually intervene because they can’t put up with this nonsense.

Three hours after the fight about Victor forgetting their anniversary Phichit calls Victor’s phone and is like, ‘um, hi, this is Phichit! Yuuri came over to my place and he just ate an entire gallon of ice cream while watching sad movies and I think he’s in a legit food coma now and I’m kinda scared so can you come over and patch things up with him right now please??’

‘Uh, actually, this is Yuri. I just answered Victor’s phone because it rang like twenty times. That dumbass came to practice but then he just lay down on the ice and cried, and all the tears made his stupid face stick to the ice and Mila is trying to pry him off now, so it’s gonna be a while.’

Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu - Winners and Losers Rehearsal

Kousuke and Shoutarou are tossing around a 4kg ball.  

Allen is filming, and going, “What is this?  WHAT’S GOING ON HERE?!?!”

Lowkey feel like Jason Todd would get a bunch of tattoos on his arms till he had at least one full sleeve and it would look all badass and dangerous and he would have to wear special tattoo sleeves when he went undercover.

But if you actually looked at the tats, they would all be Broadway references and Shakespearean insults and tiny, cutesy art pieces and really adorable nerdy shit.

(And also possibly “oh my goodness gracious ive been bamboozled” as a tramp stamp because Roy thought that was the funniest shit ever and got him r e a l l y drunk that one time)

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Originally posted by natpekis

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 7,501 (ok kinda sorry)

Warnings: angst!, a tiny bit of violence, swear words, alcohol

Summary: Being Bucky’s best friend (after Steve of course) gets a lot of perks - but being in love with him WHILE being his best friend means that your adoration must be kept a secret. That also means you have to silently endure every single encounter with women he has whether he tells you or you see it for yourself.

A/N: So this one shot is based on the Amy Shark song “Adore You” (she speaks to me on so many levels!) and I just really wanted a Bucky fic for it because he’d be absolutely clueless to someone adoring him like this…I also kind of skipped over the “oh look at him I’m in love with him” fluffy stuff and I just focused on the couple of days leading up to the point reader can’t take it anymore. I like the angst - it fuels me *evil laugh*

Y/F/I = Your First Initial


I’m just gonna stand with my bag hanging off my left arm

I’m just gonna walk home kicking stones at parked cars

But I had a great night ‘cause you kept rubbing against my arm

I’m just gonna stand with my bag hanging off my left arm


You hugged Wanda and Nat, giving small waves to the boys, before turning to Bucky. 

“Hey B, I’m going to head back to the tower. The mission took a bigger toll on me than I thought.” You made a show of rubbing your neck, hoping the sadness in your eyes would be mistaken for exhaustion.

Bucky turned away from the young, curvy brunette tucked under his arm, his smile fading as his eyes scanned over you with concern. He didn’t move away from her, nor did you move any closer, instead you gripped the strap of your bag hard, until your knuckles were white, in an effort to ignore the pain radiating through your chest.

“Are you sure? Did you want me to come with you?”

You gave serious thought to saying yes, knowing he’d probably give the woman a kiss and get her phone number before following you out of the bar, talking your ear off about how she was this and that. All the while, you would be fighting the anger and nausea bubbling up your throat, fighting back the urge to scream at him to shut up about her and every other woman, just fighting to keep your face neutral as you listened to the love of your life pine after any and every other woman but you.

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I’m not harping on Trump because I hate his politics, or even his stupid face – it’s because he and Milo are highly publicized examples of society mistaking psychosis for toughness. A mistake we make all the time: We idolize the “tough guy” on our side because he ruthlessly goes after our enemies, then act shocked when he’s just as ruthless with us. “I love how this guy goes after anybody in his way and takes no prisoners! Oh no! Now he’s after me … AND HE DOESN’T TAKE PRISONERS!”

We think that grizzled, sex-stubbled Jack Bauer – a man who doesn’t play by the rules – is what we need to keep us safe, but the real Jack Bauer doesn’t shut off when he gets home. He brings that same sadism to everything. Cut him off in traffic, and he whips out Waterboarding: The Home Version!

Human empathy is an all-or-nothing deal. And that’s why all of history is just one big bloody Mad Lib. Somebody takes power with the promise of showing no mercy to _____, and once _____ has been dealt with, something else just takes its place. The French? Get ‘em! Gone? Cool, but now it’s the Germans. Oh, we dealt with those bastards? Well, now it’s whoever’s next in line for the throne. Then the critics. The protesters. Whoever disagrees with the administration’s plan to use unclaimed tax refund money to teach wild bears to say “mama” like those dogs on the internet. It’s only in fiction that Aragorn wipes every orc off the face of the planet, then comes home and rules as a just and kind king during peacetime.

Ruthlessness is never a virtue.

How Society (Accidentally) Created Milo And Trump