AU where Yuuri and Yuko are ice dancers, and Viktor has a massive crush on Yuuri. He pines in secret tho bc he thinks the partners are a couple (his dramatic ass doesn't even notice when Yuko changes her name to Nishigori). When the triplets come to see the pair one competition Viktor thinks they're Yuuri's and almost cries. Imagine his confusion when that season Yuko begins trying her best to play wingman for Yuuri and get them together (she's finally had it with Yuuri's pining over the man)
“Things I love about Millster: 1. Laughs at my jokes when no one else does. 2. Holds my hand when we’re watching scary movies. 3. Is the best prankster (one of them). 4. Is sooo cuaatee. 5. Is there for you no matter what. Love, Schnipper.”
likes to fall deeply in love with incredibly insecure people and have an explosively passionate, yet volatile relationship... but hey at least it's interesting
likes to pretend they're so heartless that they don't even know how to fall in love, fails terribly every time
likes to fall in (and out of) love with anyone and everyone that crosses their path, multiple times a day. confuses all their friends (and themselves tbh) to the point of not even listening when they talk about love
does not like to fall in love, does it very grudgingly, throws adorable temper tantrum when they get called out on it, sulks, repeat
falls in love rarely. completely, 100%, OH MY GOD BARBARA CALL THE POLICE stuck in love when they do. painful to watch honestly, but shit it's cute
likes to fall in love with nerds. every. single. time.
likes to fall in love way too fast and make a complete fool of their weirdo selves trying to woo their unsuspecting prey (endearing and surprisingly successful)
likes to bullshit their way through multiple "serious" relationships for years and years until one day they realize that they're in love w their gross best friend... but in a cute way
likes to fall in love from afar and watch the object of their desire go about their daily life, hoping senpai will magically notice them in their quiet little world of reflection
falls madly in love, shows it, "JESUS WHAT HAVE I DONE", terrifies self and lover with erratic, confused behavior, takes it all back, runs away, pines for months, tries to be friends again and act like nothing happened (until alcohol attacks)
?? ?!?! ?? ? :) !! ? :(
likes to fall in love with people who have fallen in love with them, basks in love's glow for a few months, realizes they just needed attention, formulates an escape plan
It was three days into their stay in Thailand when Yuuri
finally woke up earlier than Viktor.
He savoured those times, they happened so rarely. Viktor was
often out of bed before Yuuri had even started to stir. Like this he had
unimpeded time to study the small flutters of his eyelashes, the slight furrow
on his brow that disappeared when Yuuri ran a comforting hand down his side,
how his arms tightened around Yuuri when he shifted to keep him in place.
He could never look enough. No matter how much, how often,
it would never be enough. Gently, still careful about not waking him, he ran
the tips of his fingers from the cut of his jaw, the graceful line of his neck,
and over his shoulders before pausing. Viktor sighed. Accent thicker from
having just woken up, he asked, “I was enjoying that. Why did you stop?”
Yuuri didn’t answer, still staring at the skin of his
“You have freckles,” he said, hearing the quiet awe in his
Viktor took his right hand where it was motionless on his
shoulder and kissed it, his eyes sliding shut again. “Mm. Only if I’ve been in
the sun too long.”
He was saying it so casually,
as if it wasn’t one of the best things Yuuri had ever learnt. Granted, he
thought that of most mundane things he learnt about Viktor, but it wasn’t as if
he wanted to stop. He considered kissing them all one by one, even if there
were so many it would probably take hours. Reluctantly settling for around ten instead,
he mumbled “I love them,” against
another few. Viktor’s chest was shaking, probably laughing at his little
display, but looking so delighted when Yuuri met his eyes that he couldn’t
Okay honestly one of my favorite things about Ouran is Kyoya’s character development???
He’s one of the most static characters; he’s calm, cool, collected, intelligent, and the obvious moral compass of the group,
But as the season goes on you start to notice a few cracks…like, the kind where you see the real Kyoya poking through, begging for someone to let him out???
As you learn his backstory you realize that while he’s the mother of the group, he’s actually the child of his family, which makes SO MUCH SENSE,
BECAUSE HE CAN EXERCISE CONTROL WITH THE HOST CLUB THAT HE NEVER GETS AT HOME.
And I feel like that somehow corresponds with everything he does within the club, and why he’s so meticulous about everything, because maybe in his subconscious somewhere he thought to himself,
"If my father were to ever catch me in this club, at least I would have something to show for it,“ which is why he’s so undeniably efficient with all that he controls.
And the way he feels about Tamaki is absolutely PRECIOUS to see, because at first you feel like he thinks of Tamaki as a genuine moron, (which is how I felt really, I can’t really speak for everyone,) and then you get to the, “And so Kyoya Met Him!” episode.
Which is when you finally get to see how exactly their friendship began in the first place, the history behind our daddy and mommy of the Host Club. And you realize, “Hey, I wasn’t that far off. Kyoya DID think he was a moron, at one point.”
And while Kyoya still thinks Tamaki is an idiot, it’s more of a term of endearment at this point, rather than an insult. Because as weary as he is of Tamaki’s antics, when he thought he was gonna lose him, Kyoya absolutely lost it.
And that was A FREAKING PLEASURE to see because you realize NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES KYOYA CALLS HIM AN IDIOT, OR MORON, OR REFERS TO HIM AS A BURDEN, you know in your heart that that silly blonde prince means the world to Kyoya, and that is in fact his best friend.
So throughout the season, obviously each character makes their own significant steps to becoming more individual, coming into themselves, but Kyoya’s developement is definitely one of my favorites.
It was a few seconds before Cinder found her voice and she had to grip the door frame to keep standing. “Thorne?” His head jerked around. “Cinder?” “Wh—what are you—how? Where have you been? What’s going on? Why are you wearing that stupid bandanna?” He laughed. Gripping a wooden cane, he stumbled toward her, waving one hand until it landed on her shoulder. Then he was hugging her, suffocating her against his chest. “I missed you too.” “You jerk,” she hissed, even as she returned the hug. “We thought you were dead!” “Oh, please. It’d take a lot more than a satellite plummeting to Earth to kill me.”