can i make a man out of you

Change the story (Savitar x Reader)

Seeing as everyone freaked the hell out about the first part of this called ‘you can be a queen’ I’m writing a part two! It’s a bit shorter than the first one but I am writing a third part!
Here we go…

Originally posted by theflashdaily

Originally posted by mb2722

Savitar. God of speed. A merciless killer. And the man who saved you.

The past few weeks with Savitar went by at a slow pace. It was mainly him making sure you were going to go through with everything. With using another time remnant to create Savitar.

It was possible. All he needed to do was to send the remnant from the past, into the future, and make him become Savitar. We just needed to convince Barry of the past to do it. That’s where you came in.

Savitar believed that you were the only one that could get through to past Barry. He said that he had always loved you, even while with Iris. If you convinced him to create the armor, and become the god of speed, then Savitar would be created with out Iris needing to die.

Today was the day that you were going to the past. Needless to say you were a little spooked.

“You can do this, trust me,” Savitar said taking your hand from your lap. Then Barry and Cisco had to ruin the moment.

“You wanna not comfort my best friend? That’s my job,” Cisco spoke sarcastically.

“Of course, why am I not surprised. Little Cisco and Barry are coming to ‘save’ you,” Savitar stepped closer to the pair as he spoke, “ever think she’s happier here? With me?”

“Why would she be happy with you? You are evil, you want to kill her friends!” Barry countered.

“Stop! Stop fighting please!” You yelled standing up putting yourself between everyone.

“Choose,” Savitar said rather harshly, “if you go with me Iris won’t die, and you’ll be happy with me. But if you go with them, I will kill Iris, I will be forced to harm you.”

“Like you said, I die anyway.”

“What?” Barry and Cisco say.

“Don’t worry about it boys, I’ll get to that part later,” you walked up to Savitar and whispered, “I’m sorry, but you know who I am as a person. If I can make Barry realize that everything will end okay for him, even if Iris does die. Then I have to do it.”

“I respect your decision,” You turned away and walk to Barry and Cisco, “I love you.”

“I don’t know how to respond to that right now. Try when we see each other again.”

“Come on (Y/N) let’s go,” Cisco grabbed your shoulder and pulled you away from the scarred man.

“Goodbye for now,” Savitar almost sounded sad to see you leave.

You had no words. You just turned around a looked in his eyes. Then left with Cisco and Barry.

Being back in the cortex was strange after being gone for the past few weeks. Everyone would give you short, pitiful glances. Iris would barely look at you.

You knew you deserved this. But you also knew that you could change how this story ended.

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Prompt Submitted by Anon: Hi! I love your blog can you please make a Peter Parker one shot where the reader is Peter’s girlfriend and get upset by all of Peter’s lies involving Spiderman. 

Here ya go love, I hope you enjoy. The ending was a bit rushed, but I just wanted to get this out before I threw it in the ‘come back later’ folder. Also, requests are open, so if you have any ideas you want me to write about send me a message!

You silently walk through the hallways of your high school determined to get to your locker with minimal eye contact. The giggles of students filled the busy corridor, groups of friends enjoying the little time they had before another hour of hell began. With each bump, you took the annoyance boiling within increased ten fold. Your English teacher had given you another F and to make matters worst your boyfriend Peter had once again missed his first period and has yet to show. This was the eighth time this month, and with every attempt to get an explanation you were met with a kiss on the cheek followed by “don’t worry about it love.”

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anonymous asked:

i've followed you for years and your art's still one of my inspirations and aspirations. Someday I hope to get the fluid form and line work and coloring like you do! Youre one of my favorite artist keep up the great work!

Aaaaaw man, that’s so sweet, I’m very flattered ♥ Thank you my dear ♥

A little tip: Check out 2D animators’ works! I had been struggling for years to make my drawings more lively and this did the trick for me. The whole point of animation is to make simple lines come alive so it’s perfect when it comes to fluidity and movement.

anonymous asked:

Hi Agas. Out of the campaign promos you've experienced can you show us which ones you liked so far, like ones with items you most desired? Preferably ones that will be released in slbp. I ask because I'm debating whether I should spend my love passes to get the items in the current promo.

Man, I can’t predict which one will make it to SLBP or when, because that’s a case by case basis. 

The closest one I’m expecting to see is this sailor-themed one. It’s a summer thing, so maybe they will release this soon, IDK. But anyway. I really like the makeup and hair it’s super cute. 

And this will probably come much later, but Masamune sequel’s early clear is THE BOMB. 


Kalvin - “I mean it. You go in. See your baby. Leave. You don’t talk to my wife, you don’t look at my kids. You got that?”

Lawrence - “I get it, you’re a tough guy. Enough talking. I wanna see my daughter.”

Kalvin - “You go in when I say you can go in! You step one toe out of line and I’ll pull the plug on this whole thing. That baby may be yours by blood, but in a court of law she’s mine. I can make sure this is the last time you ever see her. Don’t cross me again. I promise you’ll regret it.”

Lawrence - “Alright man, alright! We’re both heated here. I know you don’t have to let me be here and I really do appreciate it. Honest to God, I just wanna see my little girl.”

anonymous asked:

is 13 too young to realize you're trans? i feel like if i come out to anyone older than me they'll just think it's some sort of phase. but whenever i look in the mirror and see the curves i'm getting, see how noticeable my chest is, i can't help wanting to throw up but whenever i picture myself later in life, i always appear as a man and it makes me happy to imagine that. am i still trans even if im this young?

You know better than anyone else if you’re trans, but there’s definitely no “too young” to know. ☺️
You should try be proud you’re figuring yourself out at your age!!

that-avery-0246  asked:

Can someone with long hair identify as genderqueer? Because I want to grow my hair out though I like to look androgynous too..

You can be genderqueer regardless of how you present my friend!! If you want long hair to look androgynous you can always tuck it into a beanie or go for a man bun look. Long hair won’t make you any less androgynous!!

I can't wait to find my other half, the man who makes me whole, the one who makes me realize he was worth the wait..

I feel like I’m starting to lose hope, but I’ll try to keep my heart open, so that when you find me, I’ll be all yours. One day handsome we will have it all and we will make beautiful babies (that hopefully look like you). We will spend our lives making lots of memories and showing our babies what love is all about. I hope you’re out there looking for me too, and soon we will cross paths. Till then I’ll continue to better myself for you, hopefully I’ll see ya soon handsome.

anonymous asked:

how can I still feel like a boy when my period comes?? 😭😭😭 please help I'm having an existential crisis

i’m not really sure what advice to give on how to cope with it, because i still really struggle with this. all i can say is, you’re not alone! there are plenty of men who get periods, and this doesn’t make you any less of a man than the next guy. maybe try dressing in your favourite clothes? or hang out with people who accept and love you!

if you’d like a distraction or something, message me and we can chat about whatever you like! only if you’re comfortable, though. 💖

anonymous asked:

omg 32 with ben plz!

Please do 41 with Ben for the Disney prompts!!!

Alright bebes, I figured these would go together so I hope you enjoy the final product!

Smuggler Ben Solo +  “All right! We did not die today, I call that an unqualified success.” +  “I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day.”

Your day couldn’t have possibly taken a more drastic turn than the one it decided to go. In the thick of a stand off with the First Order is where you found yourself. You weren’t exactly sure how or why, but trouble certainly had a way of finding you.

To make matters worse storm troopers were gaining on you, only growing closer and closer. Though you were skilled with a blaster they easily outnumbered you in both fire and man power. The possibility of you making it out of the situation without a scratch on you was looking less and less plausable.

Just as you were about to fire another blast you suddenly got shot in the arm. Instantly you cried out, clutching your other hand to the arm which was holding your blaster. Gritting your teeth together you attempted to shoot the troopers once again only to suddenly be handled by them. As much as you tried to fight back against their firm grips they still managed to hold you down and cuff you.

You sighed as they pushed you forward, “Kriff.”

One of the troopers put up his hand before you, “Hold the prisoner here while I-”

Suddenly a round of blaster shots were heard not too far in the distance causing both troopers to turn their attention in that direction. Once they heard a few yells and more blaster shots they finally turned back to you. The trooper before you gave the one behind you a nod. Before you knew it, you were shoved forward and landed with your knees burying into the dirt beneath you.

“Wait here.”

You huffed as they walked off, “Gladly.”

As they walked off you wish your glare could burn holes in their uniforms. It would certainly make this situation better. With a huff you rested in place before you suddenly heard a voice off to your side.


Your brows furrowed as you turned to look to your right. Just as your eyes scanned the perimeter, finding nothing, you suddenly heard that same voice.

“Over here.”

Turning to look to your left you suddenly saw a man towering over a pile of crates between two buildings. Though you couldn’t make out all of his facial features distinctly you could see his pale complexion and dark wavy hair. You could also see the smug smirk he wore on his lips from where you sat.

“Need help there?”

“Does it look I do?”

“You do look like a damsel in distress.”

You huffed, “I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day.”

The man’s brows furrowed as he let out a faint chuckle, “You’ve got this? Then why are you in binders?”

Just as you were about to retort with a snide remark you suddenly noticed him sliding out from behind the crates. As he approached closer your brows furrowed.

“Whoa, whoa what are you doing?”

“Helping you out.”

“I don’t need your-”

“Stop right there rebel scum!”

Swiftly the man pulled a blaster from his side and began firing at the troopers approaching. To his dismay however, they were beginning to grow in numbers. Looking back to where he emerged as he continued shooting the man yelled out.

“Chewie! Toss me one!”

Just as swiftly as he had pulled his blaster out the man caught a hold on a small grey device. As he shifted it in within his palm you could feel your eyes widen. It was an explosive. With a quick slip of his finger the man set off the blinking red light on the device before hurling it towards a nearby tower. A tower that you were now realizing was far closer to you than you would want it to be with explosives. Suddenly the device flew into the top of the tower, instantly detonating as it hit the stone surface. 

Before you could comprehend what was happening next the man grabbed onto your shoulders aggressively as he tugged you down.

“Watch out!”

Quickly he rolled you further back with his own person acting as a shield from the debris. Though you knew you were being saved you couldn’t help but to fear what was going to happen to you and this smug stranger as the tower collapsed. Before you knew it the man was practically laying on top of you, shielding your head with his arms. Despite not seeing the tower collapse you certainly heard and felt the structure crumble as the heavy stones shook the ground and the debris clattered against other surroundings. 

As the dust finally settled the man pulled himself off of you, looking around with a certain hint of caution.

“That was a close one.”

You scoffed, “As opposed to what?”

The man clapped his hands together, obviously ignoring your statement as he sat in a squatting position.

“Alright! We did not die today, I call that an unqualified success.”

You rolled your eyes as he extended his hand to you, “I’m Ben by the way. Ben Solo.”

You gave him a nod, “Pleasure, but you seem to be forgetting something Ben.”

Ben’s brows raised as he lowered his hand, “Oh right! The binders.”

“Yes I, (Y/N), would appreciate some help with that.”

As Ben turned himself properly to face the binders he smirked.

“(Y/N) huh? Lovely, it suits you.”

You rolled your eyes with a smirk. 

Not My Choice

A/n: The request called for a male!reader and although I’m comfortable with these requests and willing to write them I’m not going to lie it was kinda difficult. I tried to make the reader as gender neutral as possible which I guess is kinda a cop out but it just kinda happened. I have no idea how a man’s mind works, and I hope I didn’t fuck up. Also, this turned out angsty, and I really wasn’t planning on that so, sorry. -G

Request: Please 2,44 and 88! Choose whatever you prefer! But please… m/m not m/f!

Prompts: 2.“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” 44.”You need to see a doctor.” 88. “STOP INTERRUPTING ME”

Originally posted by fymarveluniverse


You were running, again, you had to you couldn’t put the others in danger, you couldn’t put Tony in danger. Yeah, he was strong, but this was your problem, and you didn’t need Hydra after him too, it was better when they were just after you. You could handle them you’ve handled them for a long time, and you’d been working for them for longer. You knew Hydra inside and out, and you knew they were after you. You kept running through the woods, you didn’t know how you got here, but it didn’t matter if they were after you, they would find Tony you had to keep running. And you did, that was until you face planted, you misjudged the height of a tree root, and you were down, and Hydra was on you, and-

You jolted upright in bed, chest tight, breathing heavy. The space in your bed next to you was empty, and it took awhile for you to realize that Tony was on a mission he probably wouldn’t be back for a few hours. You debated on going back to sleep, but you couldn’t you just sat there as the events from you dream replayed through your head.

You didn’t notice the door creak open, and you didn’t see Tony come in “You okay?” he asked sitting next to you

You flinched involuntarily when you heard his voice “I’m fine.”

“You’re a terrible liar, you always were.” Tony wrapped his arms around you

“Hydra” you muttered the thought making your breathing pick up just enough for Tony to notice

Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” Tony said rubbing soothing circles into your back

“I know, but what about you.” You lower your head

“I can handle myself, Y/n” Tony straightens up a bit

“Not by yourself, not against them.” you turned towards him

“Then it’s a good thing I have you huh.” Tony smiled

“You’d be better off if I left. You’d be safe” you stood up “I’m sorry Tony, I can’t put you in danger anymore.”

Y/n, If you’re really that worried, you need to see a doctor. Someone to help you with your nightmares. You don’t need to leave” Tony said

“I don’t want to leave, but I have to. I have t-” You spoke

“Then don’t go.” Tony interrupted

“It’s not that simple Tony.” You wanted to say more, but Tony cut you off again

“Of course it is,” Tony started “You stay, I up the building security, everyone is happy.”

“We’ve been doing that since-” You were silenced again

“Since you moved in,” Tony finished for you “I know but-” It was your turn to cut him off

“Dammit Tony, stop interrupting me! I wouldn’t be doing this if there was another option.” And with that, you were out the door, and you refused to look back. You had to do this, you had to leave.


A/n: I hope you enjoyed reading this drabble for the 500 follower celebration I will be taking requests until the end of this week seeing as I only go one other so send some in if you like. Love you all! -G

((I headcanon that although Evil Rick doesn’t have many traditionally ‘old man’ habits, he does sometimes fall asleep when relaxed. You’ll discover him passed out on your sofa or in a chair or anywhere he can rest his bones and when you wake him he blusters that he wasn’t really asleep, he was merely resting his eyes… because he hates it… because it makes him feel old.. Ha ha!))

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Aries: Told You So

I know you like
When I admit that I was wrong and you were right
At least I try
To keep my cool when I’m thrown into a fire
And they go

I hate to say I told you so
But they love to say they told me so
I hate to say I told you so
They love to say they told me

Taurus: Hard Times

All that I want
Is to wake up fine
Tell me that I’m alright
That I ain’t gonna die
All that I want
Is a hole in the ground
You can tell me when it’s alright
For me to come out

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times

Gemini: 26

Hold onto hope if you got it
Don’t let it go for nobody
They say that dreaming is free
I wouldn’t care what it cost me

Reality will break your heart
Survival will not be the hardest part
It’s keeping all your hopes alive
All the rest of you has died
So let it break your heart

Cancer: Pool

I’m underwater
With no air in my lungs
My eyes are open
I’m done giving up
You are the wave
I could never tame
If I survive
I’ll dive back in

As if the first blood didn’t thrill enough
I went further out to see what else was left of us
Never found the deep end of our little ocean
Drain the fantasy of you
Headfirst into shallow pools

Leo: Idle Worship

Oh, it’s such a long and awful lonely fall
Down from this pedestal that you keep putting me on
What if I fall on my face?
What if I make a mistake?
If it’s okay a little grace would be appreciated
Remember how we used to like ourselves?
What little light that’s left, we need to keep it sacred
I know that you’re afraid to let all the dark escape ya
But we could let the light illuminate these hopeless places

Just let me let you down

Hey, baby I’m not your superhuman
And if that’s what you want
I hate to let you down
I got your hopes up
Now I got you hoping
But I’m gonna be the one that let you down

Virgo: Forgiveness

Don’t you go and get it twisted
Forgiving is not forgetting
Don’t you go and get it twisted
Forgiving is not forgetting
No, it’s not forgetting
No, I’ll never forget it, no

And you, you want forgiveness
(I can barely hang on to myself)
But I, I can’t give you that
(I can’t give you, I can’t give you that)
And you, you want forgiveness
(I’m afraid that I’ll have nothing left)
But I, I just can’t do it yet
(I can’t do, I just can’t do it yet)

Libra: Fake Happy

And if I go out tonight, dress up my fears
You think I’ll look alright with these mascara tears?
See I’m gonna draw my lipstick wider than my mouth
And if the lights are low they’ll never see me frown

If I smile with my teeth
Bet you believe me
If I smile with my teeth
I think I believe me

Oh please don’t ask me how I’ve been
Don’t make me play pretend
Oh no, oh oh what’s the use?
Oh please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too

Scorpio: Grudges

Time is a bastard I won’t break my neck to get around it
But aren’t we so brave to give up a fight
And let the years go by without us
‘Cause now I feel you by my side
And I don’t even care if it’s been a while
I can feel that we’ve changed and we’re better this way

Stop asking why
Why we had to waste so much time
Well, we just pick up, pick up and start again
'Cause we can’t keep holding on to grudges

Sagittarius: No Friend

Another thorny field to scatter fruitless seed,
Another song that runs too long god knows no one needs
More misguided ghosts, more transparent hands
To drop a nickel in our basket and we’ll do our riot!

Dance beneath another burning sky,
Behind our painted lips
In scores of catatonic smile-covered ankle-bitten ships
So throw your pedestal of stone in the forgetful sea
As protection from the paper-thin perfection
You project on me

Capricorn: Tell Me How

Think I’m tired of getting over it
Just starting something new again
I’m getting sick of the beginnings
And always coming to your defences
I guess it’s good to get it off my chest
I guess I can’t believe I haven’t yet
You know I got my own convictions
And they’re stronger than any addiction
But no one’s winning
You keep me up with your silence
Take me down with your quiet
Of all the weapons you fight with
Your silence is the most violent

Aquarius: Caught in the Middle

I can’t think of getting old
It only makes me want to die
And I can’t think of who I was
'Cause it just makes me want to cry, cry, cry
Can’t look back, can’t look too far ahead
I got the point, I got the message
I was dreaming life away
All the while just going blind
Can’t see the forest for the trees
Behind the lids of my own eyes
Nostalgia’s cool, but it won’t help me now
A dream is good, if you don’t wear it out
No, I don’t need no help
I can sabotage me by myself

Pisces: Rose-Colored Boy

Just let me cry a little bit longer
I ain’t gon’ smile if I don’t want to
Hey, man, we all can’t be like you
I wish we were all rose-colored too
My rose-colored boy

Leave me here a little bit longer
I think I wanna stay in the car
I don’t want anybody seeing me cry now
You say “We gotta look on the bright side”
I say “Well maybe if you wanna go blind”
You say my eyes are getting too dark now
But boy, you ain’t ever seen my mind

Mutually Assured Dating

‘You were singing really loudly in the shower when I broke into your apartment but then i heard you slip and crash and oh god i should probably check on you in case i get done for murder instead of just robbery’ AU

It took all of fourteen seconds for Derek to realize he was in the wrong apartment.

First, he noticed the very large and scuffed up sneakers and boots ditched haphazardly kind of near the door but half into the living room. Cora was meticulous about her shoes and kept them neatly arranged in a shoe rack right next to the door. The only time they touched the floor was when her feet were in them.

Second, the stuff. There was so much stuff everywhere; clothes thrown over the back of the couch, dishes across the coffee table and all over the kitchen counters, books on every surface, a gaming console dragging wires across the floor and surrounded by games, in cases and out of them. Cora was an unintentional minimalist, in that she threw out anything she didn’t need and lacked a single sentimental bone in her body. Derek and Laura regularly made trips to wherever she lived to save family keepsakes and memories from her ruthless cleaning sprees.

Then he noticed the manly warble coming from somewhere deeper in the apartment, and Cora’s favorite topic of rant floated lazily to the forefront of his mind.

—but my neighbor, oh my god this guy! I’m going to kill him if I ever see him in the hall! His bathroom shares a wall with my bedroom and he sings in the shower, every shower, at all hours. Literally all hours, like 4am, and he only sings Christmas carols at 4am. I’ve have Jingle Bells stuck in my head for a week! 

Shoes, stuff, singing.

This was not Cora’s apartment.

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Our group had just set up camp in a haunted graveyard, huddled together around a small fire. While food cooked and people began to settle down, our Tiefling bard (me) decided to play on the atmosphere and tell a scary story.

Bard (me) OOC: Can I tell “man door hand hook car door”?

DM: Make it period-appropriate and you’re good.

Bard: One night, a man and his wench go out for a carriage ride under the moonlight. They stop at on the side of the road, and he turns to his wench and says: 

“Darling, I love you very much.”

“What is it, honey?”

“Our horse has stopped moving. I think its leg is broken. I’ll walk to get it some food.”

“Okay, I’ll stay here and look after our guitar. There has been word in the town of guitars being stolen.”

“Good idea. Keep the carriage doors locked no matter what. I love you sweaty.”

So the man left to get oats for the horse. After two hours the wench says, “Where is my gentleman? He was supposed to be back by now.”

Then, the wench hears a scratching sound, and a voice saying “LET ME IN.”

The wench doesn’t do it, and after awhile goes to sleep. The next morning she wakes up and finds her man still not there. She gets out to check and man door hand hook carriage door. 


Happy birthday to the man that inspire me the most; Kim Junmyeon. ♡

You inspire me to always look forward and keep going. You spent seven years, working for your dream and it sure as hell paid off. You’re the very core and strenght of EXO and you’re the best leader anyone could’ve asked for. I just appreciate you so so much and I’m so extremely grateful for everything you do. Thank you for being your amazing lovely self. Thank you for being our guardian. I love you little bunny prince. Happy Birthday  ♡

(This started as a response to this post of @rcmclachlan‘s but immediately took on a life of its own and got so long that I think it would be rude/derailing as a response, so here it is as its own post, sorry about whatever this is.)

I’ve just decided that Yuuri Katsuki is the Hugh Dancy of photoshoots, in that every photographer meets him, goes slightly cross-eyed, panics, and starts throwing questionable props at him and putting him in ridiculous situations.

Yuuri Katsuki as Hugh Dancy drinking a mojito on a ladder in a pool for no reason.

Yuuri Katsuki as Hugh Dancy Not Knowing How Chairs Work

Yuuri Katsuki as Hugh Dancy In Eyeliner And A Collar

Yuuri thinks this is just how photoshoots work, don’t they?  It’s how his have always worked, anyway, he sort of assumes his photos always seem so weird because it’s just some flaw in him, that he’s so unattractive photographers have to distract from his terrible face and katsudon body with weird settings and poses and props. 

At some point Phichit tries to sit him down for a conversation about how he has to stop doing That Look at his photographers because it incapacitates them and that’s what leads to things like that photoshoot where he’s balancing a pumpkin on his head while a chicken stares at him.  And Yuuri is just all; what look, I am trying not to make eye contact at all, it’s the only way I can survive having so many people looking at me, why are there so many makeup people.  And Phichit has to explain that it comes off as gazing coyly up through your eyelashes, Yuuri, you were practically batting them at the poor man and Yuuri just wails I COULDN’T SEE HIM, YOU TOOK MY GLASSES AWAY, I WAS SQUINTING.  

Phichit just: that poor man, he thinks you’re practically engaged, please wear your contacts and stop accidentally making people fall in love with you, I am running out of space on my wall for photos of you not knowing how different kinds of furniture work.

What I’m saying is that when Yuuri eventually stammers out to Phichit that he’s thinking of having some, you know, *lowered voices*, boudoir photos taken for Viktor’s birthday, Phichit’s response is twofold.  

First: get him, Tiger.  Second: hire a lesbian who will not give two fucks about your Eros but actually understands photography. It’s the only way they will turn out actually-sexy and not you naked-but-strategically-draped-in-goldfish, standing en pointe in a Home Depot, for some reason, waving a box of crackers.

Phichit assumes his advice was followed when Viktor’s one and only social media post on his birthday is I AM DEAD. I AM DEAD AND MY PERFECT AND PRECIOUS HUSBAND HAS KILLED ME, RIP ME, MY SOUL HAS LEFT MY BODY, I AM ASCENDING TO A HIGHER PLANE NOW.

Then again, who knows.  That’s also the sort of thing Viktor posts on any random Tuesday if he caught a glimpse of Yuuri’s ankle during dinner or something.

Phichit sends Yuuri a thumbs-up emoji anyway, because he’s an idiot and needs all the encouragement he can get.