co operatives

pipistrellus  asked:

Can I get some suggestions for guttersnipes

while the Editor is of course in Grave Opposition to Criminality and can Humbly Recommend only the most Moral of Conduct, he can Suggest that any Ragamuffins, Urchins, &tc. in their Pursuit of a Good and Wholesome Living NOT partake in:

  • wearing Ill-Used but Charmingly Coloured & Arranged Vestments;
  • imposing upon the Kind Nature of Young Women;
  • skimming from the Rectory Collection under Pretense of Donation;
  • partaking Libations of Gin;
  • organizing into a Cabal of Three or Four Resourceful Young Persons for the purpose of Mutual Co-operation to Nefarious Ends;
  • visiting In Particular the Row-homes of Wealthy Persons during the Evening Fête, when Persistent Bustle and Business can cover many an Indiscretion.
Some Truths about Rejection

1. Rejection is simply the reaction or opinion of another person.

2. Rejection is powerless without your co-operation.

3. Rejection shows you others’ true colours, exposes all enemies, and closes every wrong door.

4. Rejection reveals those incapable of distinguishing your true worth.

5. Rejection is a guide, leading you away from deadened relationships while directing you towards healthy, positive relationships.

6. Rejection reveals who is intimidated by your potential.

7. Rejection reveals who or what doesn’t belong in your future.

8. Rejection is motivation to go in a new direction.

Tracey Mitchell (abridged)

I really have to say ‘thanks’ to Evelyne for helping us make it [Cophine] work. You know, when we were wrapping that relationship out and you know, when we were saying 'goodbye’ to Evelyne in the final season, she and I were…we were harken back to those conversations of 'should this really continue?’, like, 'can we do it with all the practicalities?, and that sort of promise we made to each other, that, 'yep, we’re gonna work’.
— 

Graeme Manson talking about Evelyne’s importance in keeping Cophine alive.

He mentioned earlier in the livestream that Evelyne’s co-operation with them was significant considering she herself had such an intense schedule. They worked collaboratively to fit Delphine in, to work around Evelyne’s schedule and to give her as much or as little story as she knew she could take on.
Can we acknowledge here then, that Evelyne Brochu kept giving herself to this character, to this relationship and to us because she felt to deeply connected to it. That she could have very easily said ‘goodbye’ to the project, as if it were any other project she had taken on, but that she stayed with it until the end. Can we acknowledge all the effort, all the dedication and all the commitment that was given to this character and this relationship because I am so damn thankful right now.

100 Player Challenges...
  1. Talk your way out of a bargain with a Fiend.
  2. Become leader of a thieves’ guild. 
  3. Negotiate peace between a town and a lizardfolk tribe. 
  4. Recover a stolen museum display, then steal it later for yourself. 
  5. Track down the kenku spymaster of the thieves’ guild. 
  6. Investigate a connection between city guards and a forgotten, nameless cult.
  7. Convince a lich to make a powerful magic item for you.
  8. Break into a noble’s heavily guarded mansion, just because you can. 
  9. Fly to a distant land and back again on the back of a roc.
  10. Forge an army of pixies, gnomes and halflings to attack the larger races. 
  11. Take a half-orc barbarian to the royal opera. 
  12. Join a rebellion you don’t care about for the sake of someone you love.
  13. Convince a group of fire elementals to take a trip to the elemental plane of water.
  14. Bring together lovers separated by their families.
  15. Explain to a mummy why you have a right to enter its tomb…
  16. Fake the assassination of a monarch you despise.
  17. Attend a ball in disguise without the use of magic.
  18. Distract the city watch so a gang fight can occur nearby…
  19. Convince a horde of goblins that you are Maglubiyet in mortal form…
  20. Smuggle a bored prince or princess out of the country. 
  21. Spy on and participate in a secret druid ritual.
  22. Pass a message to an inmate in a secure prison.
  23. Retrieve an artifact from the belly of a purple worm. 
  24. Lead a group of drow to the surface so they can raid. 
  25. Prevent a tyrant from coming to power. 
  26. Place a simple commoner on the throne. 
  27. Convince a wizard that his or her magic has stopped working. 
  28. Track down a mortally wounded ranger’s dead animal companion to bury with them.
  29. Peacefully get a wing of gargoyles to leave a castle. 
  30. Infiltrate and expose a were-rat den that the city guards don’t believe exists. 
  31. Tame Thunderhoof, prince of the centaurs.
  32. Start a thieves’ guild to compete with an existing one.
  33. Wrangle a panicking owlbear out of a crowded city.
  34. Reunite a half-orc with the parent who didn’t raise them.
  35. Convince dwarf miners to unearth an ancient creature of devastation.
  36. Kill a sorcerer before they can cast a single spell. 
  37. Ambush the tax shipment of an evil empire. 
  38. Convert a cleric to a different faith and domain.
  39. Break a popular rebel out of prison. 
  40. Find the answer to a question said to be impossible to discern.
  41. Make a false claim to the imperial throne. 
  42. Convince rival gangs to join together to form a larger thieves’ guild. 
  43. Convince a slaver to free a valuable captive. 
  44. Free a condemned prisoner from the gallows, in the midst of a mass hanging.
  45. Capture a tyrannosaurus for a wealthy city zoo. 
  46. Bring a militant druid into the largest city. 
  47. Perpetrate a con on a devil, raksasha, or yugoloth. 
  48. Defeat an elf in an archery contest by cheating.
  49. Reveal the doppelganger hiding in the city senate. 
  50. Ride a wild and untamed chromatic dragon into the center of the continent’s largest city.
  51. Escape a deserted island. 
  52. Jump from an airship in mid-flight, with no way of a safe landing…
  53. Convince a paladin to keep an illegal or immoral secret. 
  54. Stop a group of city leaders from opening a portal to the Far Realm. 
  55. Purchase a cloud giant’s flying castle without gold, gems, or magic items. 
  56. Become the leader of an assassins’ guild by assassinating the lead assassin.
  57. Befriend a tarrasque.
  58. Convince a red dragon to give up a piece of its hoard.
  59. Learn the location of a lost vault from a greedy ghost. 
  60. Deliver a love letter from a surface dweller to a drow in a subterranean city. 
  61. Compel a reluctant cleric to return a lost friend to life.
  62. Sing an insulting song about the king to his face—and live to tell about it.
  63. Raise funds from a gold dragon to start a thieves’ guild. 
  64. Break into the royal bedroom of the queen or princess, and plant a letter, offering her a job at a local brothel.
  65. Convince a dragon turtle that the water it swims in is poisonous.
  66. Uncover who is sending death threats to a hated public official. 
  67. Bargain for passage through a dragon’s domain.
  68. Kidnap a wizard’s familiar and hold it for ransom. 
  69. Take a mistakenly teleported merfolk back to a distant ocean in less than a day. 
  70. Convince a barbarian that they are really a sorcerer who can cast powerful spells.
  71. Insult an entire army of orcs…
  72. Stop a vigilante from killing thieves’ guild members. 
  73. “Borrow” a hag’s eye from a coven of hags. 
  74. Expose the beloved mayor as an evil cultist slowly poisoning the populace. 
  75. Compel a planetar and a pit fiend to work together against a legion of demons.
  76. Join a temple of faith, in order to spy on another temple. 
  77. Track the source of a crime spree back to an archfey.
  78. Put a weak and dying wizard on the throne of a barbarian kingdom and keep them there. 
  79. Join an order of wizards, without being able to cast spells. 
  80. Disguise a wealthy merchant as a beggar, to let them watch customers in the market.
  81. Convince deep gnomes, drow, and duergar to co-operate in opening the lost Vault Beneath the Mountain. 
  82. Infiltrate a drow city to assassinate a svirfneblin traitor. 
  83. “Accidentally” cause the death of a world-renowned mage.
  84. Forge a strike force of half-elves who report directly to you, their new king.
  85. Convince a treant to leave the forest it has occupied for centuries. 
  86. Destroy a thieves’ guild. 
  87. Win a fighting tournament using a weapon you’re not proficient with.
  88. Assassinate an imprisoned assassin. Make it look like it’s not a murder.
  89. Hug, kiss and then kill a well-loved noble.
  90. Hunt down a thief and bring him to a wizards’ guild for justice. 
  91. Steal the sacred scrolls of a clan of ninjas. 
  92. Smuggle a vampire into a city in broad daylight, without using stealth or magic.
  93. Use your soul as a bargaining chip in a deal with a devil.
  94. Broker a peace agreement between dwarves and orcs, then immediately break that agreement.
  95. Explore the burial city of the elvish royals.
  96. Convince a githyanki and a githzerai that they are destined to be married.
  97. Back out of a bargain with a powerful crime syndicate—and survive. 
  98. Bring a choir of harpies to sing at a bards’ college. 
  99. Persuade a red dragon to become a dracolich. 
  100. Convince a devil to break its own contract. 
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Dain’s nicknames for Thranduil and his army

anonymous asked:

Hahaha! Have you seen the lastet "incorrect-lwa-quotes"? I would love to see a comic version of that! it was f-ing hilarious! And since you have made some in the past... I felt it was no harm in asking. ^^

Consider it done, sweet anon bean~

x

sorry it’s so messy my mouse did not feel like co-operating today :’D

…also thinking about it I hope to god this was the right quote….
…………..shit…

Two years ago today

Mad Max Fury Road was released.

I, and I suspect most people, went to the cinema expecting an action movie starring Tom Hardy. What we got was a complete surprise. A two-hour car chase starring more women than men, some of the women OLD, none of them relying on men to rescue them, but co-operating to save themselves. Or not, but refusing to back down or be cowed by male power and corruption.

And it was GORGEOUS.

It was PROFOUND.

It repaid multiple rewatches.

It swept the Academy Awards.

It enraged “men’s rights activists”.

It is GLORIOUS and we’re watching it again tonight.

9pm EDT, in the Inception Slack chat room. Come and relive the glory.

You Drive Me Insane | Oh Sehun

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Link to Masterlist 

Love/hate drama | Office AU | Mild smut (kind of) 

Summary: In which you and Sehun are co-workers who hate each other and are forced to team up…until an unexpected encounter maybe sort of leads to some confusing feelings….


A/N: I’m on a roll with these scenarios…but who doesn’t love a juicy love/hate relationship? I really hope you enjoy this one, I had so much fun writing it 😉  (Also, bless this gif, it fits the story perfectly)


Your bad day at work started early that morning when you accidently spilled coffee down your pristine white blouse, and could do nothing to fix it.

You prayed that no one would point it out at least until you could borrow someone’s blazer to cover up the stain. But alas, as soon as you quickly began walking towards your desk, you heard a loud voice.

“Is that actual shit on your shirt, Y/N?”

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It’s been over a year since Asagao Academy came out you say? Like, an entire year has passed?

What is time? How does it work?

Anyhoo, a little doodle to commemorate. :)

anonymous asked:

RFA + Minor Trio react to MC being kidnapped? And how would they go about saying them?

✿ im sorry if you wanted a serious answer to this because this got goofy.

Yoosung

  • Everyone expects him to cry, but no - no, this little chick of a man has hatched into a full-fletched chicken, and if the Legend of Zelda has taught anyone anything, it’s that our favorite egg-producing feathered friends ought to be respected and feared.
  • He gets cold. Quiet. And though he doesn’t look much like an action hero, he has learned how to be an unstoppable, unrelenting force of destruction via his mother. When you’re taken, Yoosung will not be denied in his quest to get you back.
  • Yoosung hires a private investigator and pours over documents, photos, and red-string connected diagrams in the interests of finding out who took you, where you’re being held, and how to get you back.
  • When storming the warehouse where you’re being kept, he doesn’t go in through the front door, but uses his LOLOL raid-planning skills to engineer a rescue operation. His co-conspirators are said private investigator and his gaming buddies, who Aren’t Going To Leave a Bro Hanging, Dangit.
  • For once, Yoosung gets to be the shining paladin of his dreams as he rushes in to rescue you with a bunch of other nerds.

Zen

  • Zen gets sulky, angsty, and in typical Zen fashion, he lone wolfs it.
  • He really looks the part of a brooding boyfriend set on getting the love of his life back. He puts on his leather jacket! He gets on his motorcycle! And he starts pursuing your captors with a dogged vengeance.
  • He uses his army of fans to track down details about where you are, because even though his armada of pining, lovestruck teenagers doesn’t entirely appreciate your existence, the thought of Zen being a loyal badass who goes to the ends of the earth for his loved one is so D~R~E~A~M~Y that they help out. With thousands of eyes combing the entirety of Korea, he gets some leads about your location within short order.
  • Once he knows where you are, he gets on his motorcycle and CRASHES THAT PARTY.
  • LITERALLY.
  • CRASHES THROUGH THE WINDOW.
  • then throws a chair at someone because Zen’s planning abilities are poor, but his heart is in the right place, ok?

Jaehee

  • jaehee karate chops a motherfucker.
  • Like - there’s no stopping her. There’s no halting her for a fraction of a second. Once she hears the news, she stands up, adjusts her glasses, walks out of work… and goes on the warpath.
  • like, Turn Down for What is blaring in the background as she walks into the camera, explosions firing behind her while she’s dressed in her pencil skirt and fashionable suitjacket.
  • she buries one of her heels into a man’s stomach.
  • IT’S PRETTY SCARY.
  • She rescues you and carries you off into the sunset, while on a yacht, without having sustained a scratch. Everything is sparkling. There’s a dolphin jumping superimposed over a rainbow.
  • …i will admit this might be wish fulfillment here
  • please jaehee. come for me.
  • please.
  • i’ll do anything.

[The others are under the Read-more!]

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prompt: “wait a minute. are you jealous?” + “i’ve seen the way you look at me when you think i don’t notice” + “just admit i’m right” + “say it” + “if you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?” 

pairing: tony x reader, steve x reader [implied]

word count: 2.3k+

prompt list: click here

warnings: shameless flirting, teasing, build up to smut, jealous tony

a/n: this is inspired by a bucky fic that i read a few days ago and unfortunately forgot to bookmark so if anyone knows what fic it was, please link me to it so i can give credit to the author

“Hey, Tony. Are you down here?”

The sound of Y/N’s voice bounced off of the concrete walls of Tony’s lab as she descended the spiral staircase a few minutes past midnight. The lights in the lab were left switched on so Y/N assumed Tony had to be down there, somewhere. It wasn’t a surprise, really; Tony loved tinkering with his projects and inventions in the dead of night and even though most of the time the noise of drills and saws was annoying when everyone was trying to sleep, at times like these it was actually quite comforting.

“I’m in here!” Tony called back and Y/N followed the sound of his voice until she found him sitting behind his desk, seemingly inputting some data into four computers at once. The sight was quite amusing and Y/N found herself smiling upon hearing F.R.I.D.A.Y. urging him to slow down or maybe take a break.

“Try lecture me one more time and I swear, I’ll cut off your power supply,” Tony threatened and just like that, F.R.I.D.A.Y. decided it might be best not to say another word.

“Bickering with your own inventions? Wow, Tony. I think you might have hit rock bottom.”

The brunette chuckled at her comment and lifted his gaze as she walked around his desk and quietly slid onto it. She situated herself in front of one of the screens, her feet dangling above the tiled floor.

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in bed?” Tony asked out of plain curiosity and smiled when Y/N reached for his steaming mug of coffee and took a tiny sip.

“Couldn’t sleep,” she answered simply and closed her eyes, feeling the pleasant warmth of Tony’s coffee warming up her insides. It was pretty darn cold in his lab and all she was wearing was an oversized t-shirt and some fuzzy socks.

“Is there something on your mind? You never wander around the place at night,” Tony observed and Y/N chuckled quietly.

“I do, actually.” She took another sip and placed the mug in her lap. “I just never wander near your lab or bedroom. I’ve had trouble sleeping a lot the last few months.”

Tony tore his gaze away from the screen of his computer and looked at her with mild concern in his eyes. He knew how horrible it was to not be able to fall asleep, even when you were dead tired. The idea of Y/N struggling with the same sleeping problem as him didn’t in the least bit thrill him.

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she told him with a small smile, then decided to change the topic. “Do you happen to have a blanket lying around here somewhere? I’m gonna freeze to death.”

Tony shook his head but then quickly remembered the grey hoodie draped over the back of his chair. Y/N thanked him quietly when he handed it to her and began to struggle to push her arms through the sleeves.

“You know, I don’t think it’s wise to be parading around an air conditioned building in nothing but a shirt. Or hanging out in a basement. These places tend to be quite chilly.”

Tony laughed and Y/N did, too, pulling the hood up over her messy hair.

“It helps me sleep,” she admitted and Tony quirked an eyebrow.

“What does? Not having pants on?”

Y/N nudged him with her hand. “No, you idiot. It’s Steve’s shirt. Being surrounded by the scent of another person helps me fall asleep.”

Tony looked at her with his brows furrowed. He kind of understood what she meant; back when he was still dating Pepper, her presence in his bed made it just that tiny bit easier to fall asleep. But knowing this didn’t stop Tony from wondering why on earth it was Steve’s shirt she was wearing.

And Y/N, noticing his confusion, decided to elaborate.

“I didn’t steal it from his laundry pile, if that’s what you’re thinking,” she giggled. “Can you imagine the lecture he’d give me about righteousness and whatnot?”

Tony could, in fact, picture it; very clearly, actually. He could almost see Steve waving his hands in the air and talking to Y/N as if she were a child who had misbehaved.

“Then how exactly did you obtain this article of clothing?” Tony wondered aloud and Y/N glanced down at what she was wearing. It was a simple white t-shirt with the American flag printed on the front. It matched her red, blue and white striped socks.

“He gave it to me when I was staying in his room a few nights ago,” she shrugged casually, not really thinking much about her next words. “I’ve been staying in his room a lot lately. It makes it easier to drift off.”

Tony pretended not to look surprised. He diverted his gaze back to the screen of his computer and began to type, though his mind was preoccupied with thoughts entirely different.

“I thought I’d be able to sleep alone one more night until he gets back from this mission, but apparently my body isn’t willing to co-operate,” she added quietly, took one last sip of Tony’s coffee and set the mug down on the desk.

Tony glanced at her from the corner of his eye, willing his expression to remain as neutral as possible.

“So, are you and Steve, like…”

Y/N quickly caught on to what he meant.

“No, of course not. We’re just friends,” she explained with a chuckle. “He doesn’t mind me waking him up in the middle of the night or helping me fall asleep, so I’ve been staying in his room. Steve is… nice.”

Tony cocked his head to the side and looked at her in slight bewilderment.

“I’m nice, too,” he noted, then turned back to his work. “And yet you’ve never asked to sleep in my bed.”

Y/N smiled, not catching his bitterness at first. She shrugged her shoulders and circled the rim of the mug with her index finger.

“I’ve never asked to sleep in your bed because you hardly get any sleep as it is,” she observed, her voice quieter than before. “I’d hate to take away what little rest you get with my silly problems.”

Tony sent her a look that screamed, “are you serious right now?” but before she could say anything, Tony was already talking.

“Your problems aren’t silly,” he reassured her, and Y/N shrugged her shoulders again.

“Steve doesn’t think so, either. It’s why he’s been letting me sleep with him,” she explained and Tony could feel anger bubbling inside of him. He didn’t like that Y/N went to Steve with her problems; he wanted it to be him she talked to.

“And since he’s gone, you’ve decided to come to me instead?” Being her second choice didn’t make Tony all that happy.

“I thought I’d find you here so we could hang out.”

Tony looked towards his computer again. He picked up his mug of coffee.

“Why don’t you call Steve, then?” He asked, then pressed the mug to his lips and muttered, “I’m sure it would do you more good that sitting here with me.”

Y/N’s brows knitted together into a frown, then a smirk took over her features.

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Tony pretended to look surprised at her assumption. He cocked his head back and expelled a forced chuckle.

Jealous?” He asked. “Why on earth would I be jealous?”

It was obvious Y/N wasn’t buying his reaction. Tony could never hide his true feelings and even though he hated it about himself, Y/N had grown to love it.

He turned in his chair to face the monitor at the opposite end of the desk. Incidentally, it gave him an excuse to turn away from Y/N so she couldn’t see him.

“I’m not jealous. Just curious about what’s going on between you and Cap. That’s all,” he mumbled a little too slow and Y/N had to bite back her grin.

She reached out, placed her hand on the back of Tony’s chair and turned it around so that he was facing her again.

Tony appeared desperate to look elsewhere but she was right there in front of him, blocking his view.

“Are you sure?” She raised a brow, her smirk remaining. She narrowed her eyes a little and Tony gulped audibly.

It was then Y/N decided to push back her hesitation and slid off of the surface of his desk. Tony watched as she stepped closer.

“Like, are you completely positive you’re not jealous? Because, I mean, I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice and your eyes tell me something different.”

Tony was just about to speak, to protest, to tell her he had no idea what she was talking about, but he stopped himself when she threw her leg over his thighs and lowered herself onto his lap.

Tony gulped.

“What are you doing?” He asked, gazing up at her from beneath his lashes. The weight of her in his lap felt too satisfying for him not to feel weird about it.

“What? I’m not doing anything,” she responded innocently, but a playful grin had appeared across her lips. Tony could already see the mischief in her eyes. 

“Then why have you suddenly decided to sit in my lap? I don’t think you’ve done this before.”

Y/N chuckled and Tony almost whimpered when she took hold of his wrists and led his hands to her hips. Her own soon retreated and Tony wanted to punch himself for how much he was enjoying this. There was something terrifyingly pleasurable about it.

“All I want is for you to say it,” she told him, and Tony’s brows furrowed. With the feeling of her sitting in his lap, her weight resting right where he wanted it, Tony had almost forgotten what they were talking about. 

“You’re jealous because I’ve been sleeping in Steve’s bed,” she stated matter-of-factly, her fingers toying with the buttons of his shirt. She wasn’t looking into his eyes but she glanced up then, a coy smirk across her lips. “Just admit I’m right.”

Tony sighed. “I’m not going to confess to anything in the absence of my lawyer.”

Y/N pouted and the sight was so adorable Tony wanted to drop onto the floor and repeat anything she’d ask him to say.

“But it’s more fun when it’s just the two of us. Don’t you think?” Tony could almost see the wheels turning in her head. He had no clue what she was thinking or where she was going with this. The only thing he was absolutely certain of was the fact that it wouldn’t be long before she noticed the growing tent in his jeans.

“What do you mean?”

And there it was; the realisation on her face.

Tony was just about to shift in his seat in what would surely be a failed attempt to cover up his arousal but Y/N had already noticed.

She had noticed and the smirk across her face let Tony know something weird was about to happen. And it did; because soon Y/N reached behind her, placing her hands on his thighs and then lifted herself up slightly, only to sink back onto him and begin to roll her hips against him.

Tony let out a shaky breath, his fingers beginning to dig into her hips. Her smirk remained and even when Tony closed his eyes, he could see it. It was right there, printed onto the back of his eyelids, haunting him. A pathetic groan escaped his lips.

He could feel her hands sliding up his chest and to his shoulders, using them for leverage. She expelled a breath that sounded a little too much like a whine and Tony could feel his erection straining against his boxers. Truth be told, he would’ve been able to get off on that sound alone, but it wasn’t just the sound that was making his head spin; it was the feeling of her rolling her hips against him, her hands on his shoulders, her heavy breaths and the sweet smell of her perfume.

“Say it,” she demanded, leaning into him so her chest was pressed flush to his. Tony forced her down harder onto him.

“No.”

“Say it, Tony. Say it or I’ll stop.”

He whined when she began to slow down. He needed more. But admitting he was jealous wasn’t something he was willing to do. 

“Please,” he whimpered instead, and a knowing smirk appeared across her face. She had him wrapped around her finger and she damn well knew it. “Please don’t stop.”

She moved her hips again and Tony expelled a breath of relief. He screwed his eyes shut and threw his head back, letting another pathetic groan escape him. He was helpless and somehow, he was loving it.

“Oh, Tony,” she giggled, knowing what effect she was having on him and using it to her advantage. He could hear the superiority in her tone, knowing she had the upper hand. There was something strangely erotic about it. “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”

He groaned again, but this time, instead of continuing her actions, Y/N’s movements ceased completely and she grinned in satisfaction as she slid off his lap. Tony whimpered at the loss in contact and opened his eyes, watching as she turned towards his desk.

She bent over rather theatrically, her perky behind right there for him to admire, and grabbed his mug of coffee from his desk.

Tony attempted to catch his breath.

“I’ll be in my room,” she told him casually, almost as if nothing had ever happened. She took a few steps towards the door and suddenly stopped, glancing at him over her shoulder, one eyebrow cocked. “You are welcome to join me.”


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A small headcanon:

Right, so everyone knows Yuri Plisetsky is one passionate and hugely competitive teenager. So when Victor suggests that he and Yuuri are the cutest couple ever, because he’s just so extra, Yuri takes that as a challenge. Thus beginning a fierce insta-war over who can take the most cheesy couple photos, poor Otabek and Yuuri happen to be caught in the crossfire.

Yuri Plisetsky is no loser. Otabek is ever suffering. Victor is still fairly convinced he and Yuuri can’t be beaten. Yuuri is mainly just confused, he simply co-operates because its much easier that way.

This is Yuri’s first attempt at grinding Victor and his little piggy into the dust. Soft lighting, ice cream, tooth rotting sweetness.

Victor is not going to let this slide. He is preparing for an all out Instagram couple war. #couplegoals

xoxo

(ft. a lil tiny tiger plushy)

I continued this… Victor’s post can be found here