carrie*

The little things I love about episode 10

Narrated by Victor

Yuri (and his cat) sharing a mountain of katsudon pirozhki with Yakov and Lilia (LOOK AT HOW CONFUSED THEY ARE AND HOW HAPPY YURI IS)

Yuri defending Yuri’s Angels

The standoff between JJ Girls and Yuri’s Angels in the background

Phichit taking random selfies with Yuuri, while Celestino is like ’whatever’ in the background

Yuuri’s butt in this shot (foreshadowing?)

Victor shopping for his boyfriend husband

Yuri’s slightly scary fans

Everything Otabek/Yurio

Keeping it real with Russia not really celebrating Christmas

Yeah, these two

And this

Phichit for being Yuuri’s #1 wingman

How everyone accepted the engagement/marriage announcement

Yes, this happened

How JJ is on a completely different wavelength from everyone else

Victor waking up early to go to the beach to admire his ring because it reminds him of HASETSU’S OCEAN

Yuri getting over his hero worship of Victor and treating him as a normal person, perhaps even as a friend

Emil still following Mickey around (one day, Mickey, you’ll realize Sara’s not the one that needs protecting)

Guang Hong speaking for all of us on Wednesday nights

Georgi on a date (Anya didn’t deserve you anyway)

AND THE BANQUET

Victor noticing Yuuri at the banquet

And watching him throughout the night from afar

All great frenemies start with a dance-off

Those goddamn legs. Those goddamn muscles.

Chris remembering to work that ass even when under supporting Yuuri

THAT CHEMISTRY

Rewriting the entire anime in five seconds

Showing us what love at first sight looks like

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au where Saitama responds to his haters with overwhelming sarcasm

I needed a little pick-me-up but I got lazy halfway through lol, but I’ll be focusing on au stuff now I promise! my brain has been really unfocused recently and I just, need to get refocused (; _ ; )

omgchulbulipandey  asked:

I feel like Derek is the sweetest to drunk Stiles. Like once Stiles loses his inhibitions Derek loses his asshole act. So he says yes to EVERYTHING Stiles says, with zero percent snark or eye rolls. Like Stiles could go, I want a pony with your face on it and Derek would just be like, 'okay dear' but the sad part is that Sober Stiles doesn't remember any of this so he can't blackmail his boyfriend for being so mushy to his drunk self.

I am 1000% here for Derek being a pure little cinnamon roll underneath all the gruff and leather. Which, hey, let’s be real here - this is actually canon. Derek Hale talks a big game and he snarls and growls and threatens to rip your throat out but this is also….a bit of an act. Or at least, these are the kind of things Derek’s walls are built of. After all, he’s had to learn to protect himself, emotionally speaking. His first love died and the second woman he opened himself up to murdered almost his entire family. He’s an abuse victim - several times over by season 3 - and when he lost Laura, he not only lost the very last person he trusted but the very last person who loved him.

Sarcasm is Stiles’ defence and while Derek is snarky and sarcastic and is pretty much the only one who can go toe to toe with Stiles in a game of verbal tennis, we all know he is also this guy

We all know, at Derek’s core, he is cocky and arrogant. We all know he is a book nerd and likes to show off. We all know Derek Hale is, in fact, a dork. 

And the thing is, while older!Derek is emotionally closed off, is hardened and scared, his experiences having shaped and changed him, we still see glimpses off this boy and it hurts. I mean, ffs, almost ten years later and he’s still using basket balls to flirt???

HELP THIS BOY. HE THINKS HE’S SO SMOOTH.

And to be honest, if we do look at this scene as Derek flirting with Stiles, or at least being playful, it actually really hurts because Stiles is the only person Derek does this with. Derek “bad mouths” Stiles a lot but he also likes to play with him a little and it’s like, just for a few small moments every now and again, Derek can be himself. He can be this guy

(coincidence these scenes are also with Stiles?? *looks at the camera like I’m in the office) 

He can be the person underneath all the walls. And what is beautiful is that even though Derek likes playing with Stiles in the beginning, he does not like Stiles playing with him back. We see that several times. He’s not ready for that, it scares him and he is very wary of it. But then you get to this scene

and it’s so beautiful and makes me want to cry because

DEREK LETS STILES PLAY WITH HIM.

And I think, little by little, as they get closer and closer (aka Stiles going to college and “oh my god, Derek?? what are you doing here??”) Derek will let his guard down for Stiles. Will his walls go away? Of course not. But will Stiles build a goddamn stair case up those walls? Will he get to peer over and see a whole other side to Derek, a side Derek is very protective of other people seeing? I have no doubt, because what gets me about Sterek is that Derek Hale, while being someone who shuts everyone out, and understandably so, (even though all he really craves is pack and family) he lets Stiles in, bit by bit. This is why, even though their relationship in canon is never an explicit “I love you”, I don’t give a fuck because what their relationship in canon is is this whole build up of beautiful, beautiful trust. 

It’s Derek letting Stiles put his hand on his shoulder when he’s at his most vulnerable. It’s Stiles being hesitant to put his hand on Derek’s shoulder because he fucking knows Derek’s deal with being touched at this point. 

It’s Derek trusting Stiles enough to leave his baby sister with him, even though she is all he has left in this world.

It’s getting to THIS FUCKING POINT

AND I REALISE I DIDN’T ANSWER YOUR HEADCANON, EVEN IN THE SLIGHTEST, BUT MY ANSWER IS YES. DEREK HALE WOULD BE THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER TO DRUNK!STILES AND THAT IS 100000% CANON. HE’LL PUT HIM TO BED AND COVER HIM WITH BLANKETS AND LET STILES SNUGGLE WHEN HE ASKS, ALL THE WHILE FREAKING THE FUCK OUT BECAUSE HERE HE GOES CARING ABOUT SOMEONE AGAIN. AND SO HE’LL ROLL HIS EYES AND SAY SOMETHING SNARKY BUT DON’T LET HIM FOOL YOU. HE CARES THE MOST. OUT OF EVERYBODY, DEREK HALE CARES THE FUCKING MOST AND IF YOU CALL HIM UP CRYING AT 3AM AND ASK HIM FOR ICE CREAM, HE’LL GO AND BUY YOU THAT ICE CREAM BECAUSE HE’S ACTUALLY JUST A CONCERNED DORK WHO HASN’T CHANGED HIS FLIRTING GAME SINCE HE WAS FIFTEEN. 

Do you cry?
Do you scream?
Do you hate your being
With every ounce inside you?


Tell me
About that night.
The night you lost yourself
From just a bite.


“I was a kid.
Still so small.
Then that night
I lost it all.


I grew up too fast.
I got too sad.
I can’t leave the past.
I’m just too attached.


I’m attached to hating myself,
And to loving the sun.
I’m attached to hating myself,
What a terrible son.


I do cry.
I do scream.
I cannot leave them behind
Because I am my own nightmare.”

—  the sun and the son, what an odd pairing (snowbaz angst poetry for @carryon-countdown )

Once Upon a Dream (I Knew You), Part 4

Captain Duckling Enchanted Forest AU

A/N: I have at least one more part planned (and maybe an epilogue). Thank you for all your kind words about this fic - I read every tag and they make me smile!

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three]


Part Four

The day seemed to pass at a snail’s pace, all of Emma’s normal duties and activities just a hindrance to the meeting she was anxiously anticipating. Over the course of the day, it became apparent that she needed to do a better job of keeping her budding romance a secret, or else the game would be over before it had even begun.

Her mother in particular seemed to take notice, Snow’s eyes studying her daughter’s face with curiosity when they met in the archery field for target practice. Emma was loading up on arrows, looking them over carefully to make sure the feathers were straight, a soft smile playing at her lips as she unknowingly reflected outwardly the bubbly sense of happiness she felt inside.

“You look…different. Did Rebecca do something new with your hair?” her mother asked, referring to her lady’s maid, as she scrutinized Emma’s facial expression and countenance.

“No.” Emma shook her head as if she hadn’t a clue, consciously forcing a neutral expression on her face while she begged her cheeks not to flush. “Maybe it’s the sunshine and fresh air.” She shrugged her shoulders, looking up towards the summer sun.

“Must be right.” Her mother smiled thoughtfully, admiring her only daughter while Emma fought the urge not to fidget under her gaze. “Whatever it is, you look lovely - positively glowing.”

Emma ducked her head, hoping to hide her blush. Was she that obvious? God, she had it even worse than she thought.

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As someone who passed my written test with flying colours but had a horrible driving practice experience… the fact that JB is so worried about Youngjae, that he comforted him when everyone else laughed, that he took time to give Youngjae driving tips — these totally make up for the lack of 2jae in the past weeks for me. 

Knowing Youngjae, he probably won’t say it out loud, but he’s probably super grateful for the support from JB .

Please continue to take care of Youngjae, leader-nim  ˘⌣˘♡

GOT7 HARD CARRY EP 8 ( )

snow

ANGST, for the carry on countdown!

It happened in the blink of an eye.

“Baz?”

One second was enough to ruin someone’s life. To end someone’s life. To shatter someone’s soul beyond saving. To smother someone’s voice. Forever.

“What are you doing here?”

He knew this. And he knew it was bound to happen sometime. But he wanted to be the one to go, not the one who caused someone else to go.

“Baz, what the fuck?”

Definitely not when that someone else was a curly-haired boy, making snow angels. Without movement.

“Look at me, Baz. Baz. What the hell are you doing here? It’s freezing.”

The boy lay in silence, limps spread in the snow, as if he didn’t want to stop making snow angels.

“Let’s go inside, you can’t stay on the roof forever. Baz.”

The truth is, he wasn’t. Making snow angels, that is.

“Fuck off, Snow.”

The boy had fallen, and it was his fault.

“Baz, what’s going on?”

A simple push was all he needed. One shove, one slip, one roof.

“Talk to me.”

He would never hear his voice again. Never see those sky-blue eyes again. Never hear him breathing  steadily in his sleep again, the only thing he heard in those dark nights, the only thing keeping him sane.

“Baz, please, look at me. Talk to me. I’m right here. I’m not here to fight you, okay? Listen to me!”

If only it would have been raining. If only the rivers in the sky would have put their gates open. If only the surface wouldn’t have been covered in snow, and some places, in ice.

“Go away from the edge, Baz, that’s not safe.”

If only the roof wasn’t slippery.

“Baz, I swear, be careful. You’re going to slip soon, come here.”

If only tears would solve everything. He’d cry until every river was dry, and wouldn’t even stop then. He would do it, for him. Because he didn’t deserve it.

“Okay, I’m coming to you, don’t move.”

He had desperately wanted to look back, to catch a glimpse of his pink cheeks, or his golden curls. But he hadn’t. And he was going to regret that cowardice forever.

“Woah, it really is slippery. Hehe. How are you standing so relaxed? Oh god- I’m good. Don’t move.”

He should’ve turned around then. The nagging at his heart had been begging him, he had known something wasn’t right. He should’ve stepped away.

“Okay, Baz, I’m standing next to you, just- turn around, and come inside.”

Maybe if he had jumped right then, he could’ve saved him. But again, his cowardice took over.

“Please, Baz.”

He would’ve given everything to turn back time to that one moment, and change everything. Magic, his mansion, his teeth, his life. But it wouldn’t have mattered.

“Merlin and Morgana, Baz! You fucking-”

And then it had happened. One wrong step, one wasted life. It had happened too fast to catch it. To catch him. One moment, the golden boy was standing on the rooftop, next to him. The next moment, he was alone, and the golden boy was silently making a snow angel 10 floors down. And the golden boy was broken. On the inside and the outside.

Even the few inches of snow couldn’t save him. The snow couldn’t save Snow. How fucking ironic.

His vision was a blur, he didn’t know what had happened at first. The only thing he caught was a yelp, a soft thump, and shouting all the way down.

His hands were shaking and he didn’t know how long he had been there. Everything was painted black. All colors had disappeared.

And it was his fucking fault. If he had conquered his cowardice, his fears, he would’ve saved him. He would’ve stopped an innocent death.

If only.

If only there had been more snow.

If only there had been more Snow.

anonymous asked:

hey! sorry to bother you, but on what website do you watch yuri on ice? i'd really like to start watching it but ive never watched anime before so idk where to go

you can watch on crunchyroll if you can! to support the artists and actors and everyone. you can get a 14 day free trial, and then it’s like $7/month? 

also the english dub is on funimation! they are an american distribution company that license it from japan, so watching it on funimation is supporting the YOI crew too. they have all the eps streaming for free right now, which is awesome! and the english dub crew has been doing a great job of translations too and the actors are great. 

there are other options if you google “watch yuri on ice”, but there are various rates of success, depending on how much you wanna trust random third party streaming sites not to infect you with malware and how many ads you’re willing to sit through etc etc. 

but if you’re in a position to do so i’d highly reccomend crunchyroll or funimation so you can support the cast and crew! 

hope that helps! ^_^ have fun!