Okay, I bet at this point there is literally no one, I MEAN N O O N E, on this Godforsaken website that doesn’t know Yuri!!! On Ice. But for the minuscule amount of you who don’t know/don’t watch Yuri!!! On Ice, here is what you are missing.
Yuuri Katsuki: He’s a twenty-three-year-old Japanese figure skater that went from:
IN THREE DAMN EPISODES.
WE USED TO THINK THIS BOY WAS A CINNAMON ROLL… HE IS NOT.
Skills: Ice Skating, ballet dancing, being hot, seducing Russian celebrities, break dancing, pole dancing, and being adorable as fuck.
He is relatable AF: has a breakdown before an important event, has a mental illness, likes food, has idolized someone he’d really only seen from afar and GOT ENGAGED TO HIM AFTER ABOUT A YEAR OF GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER (THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED AND YOU CANNOT TELL ME OTHERWISE). Basically, anything this guy can do, EVERYONE CAN DO.
He’s blind without his glasses.
Victor Nikiforov: He’s a twenty-seven-year-old Russian figure skater that has won gold at the Grand Prix Finals five consecutive years in a row.
He’s hot AF and STILL LOOKING FREAKING AMAZING. *WOLF WHISTLE* SIGN ME UP FOR THE NEXT GRAND PRIX.
Skills: Figure skating, having the best damn English Dub accent ever, ballet dancing, dancing in general, also is adorable as fuck, and literally the most charismatic guy ever. HE GETS ALONG WITH EVERYONE.
He owns a poodle. His name is Maccachin. This is him:
Victor is the sappy LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT DORK.
Yuri Plisetsky: A 15-year-old angry kitten boy Russian skater prodigy. He’s known as the Russian Punk, the Russian Fairy, and the Russian Ice Tiger. The fandom refers to him as Yurio to differentiate from Yuuri K.
This is Him:
Skills: Being an angry kitten, figure skating, being a smol bean son, being emo, being a fantastic fangirl protector, loving cats, ballet dancing, break dancing, being embarrassed, and AGAPE (Pronounced: Ah-Gah-Pay).
He loves his grandpa, he secretly loves his fandom, and most importantly, all he wants is to be loved and accepted by his precious parents: Victor and Yuuri.
THE PRODUCERS/WRITERS OF SHOW:
THEY FUCK US OVER EVERY EPISODE. Literally, this was everyone during each episode.
Episode 1: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 2: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 3: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 4: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 5: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 6: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 7: There’s no way it can gayer than this.
Episode 8: I swear if that dog dies I will start stabbing people.
Episode 9: IT’S BEEN A LONG DAY~ WITHOUT YOU MY FRIEND~ AND- OH MY GOSH THAT HUG THO IT’S LIKE A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL.
Episode 10: What? What the fuck? What happened?! WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? THIS CHANGES EVERYTHING. THIS EXPLAIN SO MANY THING!! UNFOLLOW ME NOW THIS WILL BE THE ONLY THING I TALK ABOUT FOR A LONG TIME.
It’s not queerbaiting. I’ll say it again: IT’S NOT QUEERBAITING. This has a canon gay couple and it’s treated on the same level and respect as a heterosexual couple.
It’s not classified as yaoi or shonen-ai.
Somehow it seems like the producers/writers are watching us and keeping up with the fandom. Like, in episode 10 it broke EVERYONE. It tore down what we originally thought was canon, and made it a million times better with NO PLOT HOLES. LIKE WHAT BLACK MAGIC FUCKERY IS THIS??!?!
The American Skater is a Latino that choreographs who’s own music and programs.
We ship him with a little Chinese skater named Guang-Hong Ji. Their ship name is called Leoji.
The Canadian is an asshole…that’s right, the Canadian is an asshole that goes by King JJ.
It’s not yaoi, it’s yuri too. There is a Russian girl named Mila and an Italian girl named Sara. Some of us ship them. I refer to it as Mira Shipping.
Some of us also ship Yurio and Otabek (*furiously searches what nationality he is*). We don’t have a ship name yet. But Yurio is like 15-16 canon wise, and Otabek is 18. They’re perfect for each other.
THIS SHOW IS PERFECTION.
ONE OF US
ONE OF US
ONE OF US
AND FOR THOSE OF YOU LOOKING FOR THE LIE… THERE IS NONE. THIS IS ALL 100% TRUE.
This show is a massive mindfuck and everything I have ever needed in my life.
Bonus: We trend #1 at every week.
“Without beauty, strength is nothing.” -Lillia Baranovskaya
“Seduce me with all you have.” -Victor Nikiforov
“We’ll get married once he wins a gold medal.” -Victor Nikiforov
“I think I’m going to come.” -Christophe Giacometti
“When I open up, he meets me where I am. I shouldn’t be afraid to open up more!” -Yuuri Katsuki. “I want to be hated as the man who took Viktor from the world!” -Yuri Katsuki
“You have to do the opposite of what people expect. How else will you surprise them?” -Victor Nikiforov
“How can someone who can’t motivate others motivate himself?” -Victor Nikiforov.”
“Yuri Plisetsky. Do not use untasteful words.” -Lillia Baranovskaya.
One More Thing:
We don’t have shipping wars, we have spelling wars
It’s either Victuuri (THIS ONE FIGHT ME), Viktuuri, Victuri, or Vikturi. Yes, the shipping name sounds like Victory!
I went to bed last night after smoking a little, right? Or at least I thought cause either I packed that bowl and knocked the fuck out or I got weed fairy packing my bowls at night cause I just woke to a full bowl in my bong. Now I know it was probably just my stoned ass to tired to even comprehend what I was doing and just passed out after packing it, but I’d really like to believe in and manifest this weed fairy tbh.
Rated T. I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does.
Summary: Lucy was having fun playing ‘Pokémon Go!’ when she accidentally put herself in harm’s way. Luckily a pink haired boy saved her just in the nick of time. A ‘thank you’ lunch helped spark a new friendship between them, but Lucy got more than she bargained for when she realized the boy she befriended had a complex past full of dark secrets. Fortunately for him, Lucy won’t be scared away so easily. Modern High School AU. Slight Angst/Drama/Fluff.
After school, Lucy and Levy made their way to their group of friends, gathered in the normal meeting spot. The plan was to hang out today since it was Friday, but the last time Lucy checked, no one knew what they wanted to do. A few ideas were tossed around, but nothing had been decided.
“Hey!” Erza called out when she saw the two girls approaching. Jellal and Gajeel were present, but Gray, Juvia, and Natsu were missing.
“Hey Erza!” Lucy smiled at the redhead before looking around. “Any idea where the others are?”
Shaking her head, Erza sighed. “No, but they better hurry. I want to get to the alley before all the good balls are taken.”
Lucy blinked, confused for a few reasons. “Umm, what?”
“Didn’t you get my message?”
Lucy took out her phone, seeing she had a few texts. “I haven’t checked my phone since lunch. Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize,” Erza said, lowering her head as if she was disappointed. “I’m to blame. I shouldn’t have texted you during class, but I couldn’t help it.”
“What’s up?” Juvia asked, joining the group.
“Erza texted during class,” Jellal snickered, causing a soft blush to coat Erza’s cheeks.
“It won’t happen again!” she assured, but no one minded.
While Erza continued to berate herself, Lucy checked her messages. She read them out of order so she could figure out what Erza was talking about first.
Erza: We should go bowling! Cana said Quatro Cerberus is doing a promotion for glow bowl tonight! Half price! What do you think?
Erza: Lucy, you and Levy are the only ones who haven’t responded yet. Do you want to go?
Erza: I will page you over the loud speaker if I have to!
Lucy giggled at the string of messages, casting Erza a glance before saying, “I don’t mind bowling.”
While Erza smiled and asked Levy what she thought, Lucy returned to her messages.
Natsu: Do you want to hang out tomorrow? We could catch a movie?
Natsu: Wait, shit. I forgot your doing that sleepover. Never mind. I’ll ask Gray if he wants to hang out.
Natsu: Or maybe I’ll crash your party. Wouldn’t that be fun? :P
Natsu: JK… Or am I?
Natsu’s messages brought a smile to her face. She guessed he had an easier time texting her than talking to her in person.
Before she could form a reply, she heard the sound of her boyfriend’s voice behind her, causing her smile to grow. Turning around, she went to greet him, only to blanch when she saw his face. “What happened?!”
Natsu, who was walking with Gray, stopped. “Huh?”
“She’s talking about your face,” Gray said, tapping his own cheek as a reference.
Omg but where's the drabble where ziam babysit Brooklyn and let her paint their art room with her small little baby hands?? I need it please 😭❤️
This is more of a short fic/ficlet, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. I’ve placed some under the cut to not clog dashes. This actual drabble I did last night comes after this. +
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Caroline’s got her hand on the front door knob, one foot on the doorstep, one foot still in the house as she asks the question.
Zayn grins. “She’s a 3 year old child, not some dangerous criminal Caroline, we’ll be fine won’t we Liam? Won’t we Brook?”
There’s no response, and as he turns to look behind him, to look for Liam and Brooklyn who were literally just behind him about 30 seconds ago, but now he can’t see them.
Till they reappear.
Liam’s on all fours, the frayed material on the knees of his jeans wearing away ever more by the second no doubt, and he’s got a passenger. A small one perhaps, but just like her mum, she’s like a human tornado who rarely stops still for even a second.
She’s on Liam’s back, one leg, placed underneath her body while the foot of her other leg dangles over the side of Liam’s body.
“Horsey horsey, giddy up,” she says as she holds onto a pair of imaginary reins.
Zayn catches Liam’s eye just for a moment, just long enough for Liam to raise his eyebrows before he lets out a hearty “Neigh,” turns around and heads towards the living room and the warmth of the carpet instead of the cool of the tiled flooring in their hall.
Zayn hears the sound of a throat clearing behind him and he turns, he can hear Brooklyn repeat her instructions to Liam the horse as he does and he can’t wipe the smile off his face, so instead he scratches at his neck like he’s embarrassed but come to think of he really isn’t as he meets Caroline’s eyes.
“You were saying?” She’s got her hands on her hips and this smug look on her face, but as they both hear Liam’s laughter coming from the direction of the living room quickly followed by the unmistakable sound of Brooklyn as she giggles, and Zayn can’t stop himself from turning his head towards the noise, he hears her sigh.
“I know when I’m not wanted, see you a bit later, call me if she starts drawing on you both with permanent marker.”
Zayn doesn’t need any encouragement, waves a hand vaguely in Caroline’s direction as he starts to walk towards the living room, but doesn’t miss her parting words a moment before the front door slams shut.
“The fond on your face, it really should be wearing off after all these years you soppy git.”