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Things that Yuri Plisetsky does on his birthday
  • wakes up later than usually and goes to the kitchen to angrily remind Yakov and Lila that he’s not doing anything today because it’s his birthday (not like he mentioned it about 500 times this week)
  • his 16th birthday so he’s practically an adult now and they can kiss his ass (maybe he says that in other words. or not)
  • reads a super nice text from Yuuko, a short message from Otabek with “so you have birthday today or not” and asking if they may talk later and then some really weird and creepy yet amusing posts on Yurio’s Angels forum
  • eats a big and against athlete’s diet breakfast that said Yakov and Lila prepared for him totally not because it’s his birthday or anything
  • gives a new toy to his cat since he doesn’t know when the cat’s birthday is anyway so they may celebrate together
  • shuts the front door in Victor’s and Yuuri faces after they start to sing him “happy birthday” in Russian
  • dies from embarrassment
  • lets them in only because they seem to carry a lot of birthdays presents with them
  • complains about every single one but when Victor offers to return them to store almost breaks his arm
  • goes to rink because Worlds still are coming and he needs to wipe these idiots out there
  • is lifted by Mila 16 times because of some weird tradition she heard of
  • swears to kill anyone who publishes a video of that on Instagram
  • skates a bit for fun
  • gets super excited seeing his grandpa watching him from the side
  • (it was a surprise that he’ll come to St Petersburg, Yakov paid for tickets)
  • eats katsudon pirozhki with his grandpa
  • shares some with anyone on rink too and they show him the super big cake they bought for him
  • eats a lot of cake telling them all how disgusting they are
  • shows his favourite places in St Petersburg to his grandpa and drinks some hot wine from him (he hates its taste but he’s almost an adult ok)
  • makes grandpa stay with him one more week
  • comes back home only to call Otabek immediately
  • tells his best friend how he’s birthday’s weren’t so bad even with all those self-absorbed morons around
  • gets excited when Otabek says he has something for him too
  • though he plays it cool
  • but then dies again realising this is a link to an actual playlist made only for him with songs produced by DJ Altin™ 
  • goes to sleep after listening to it about 17 times and calling Otabek to say it pretty decent
  • “best birthday of my life” he mutters to his cat before falling asleep

sonata-k  asked:

How was squick used? Like would you tag something you didn't want to see or comment "X is my squick because of Y"?

For the original ask, requesting the definition of squick, please see this post.

Squick is a fun term that was often used as both a noun and a verb. Either X was one of your squicks, or X squicked you, or squicked you out, or squicked you hard.

It was often used in fic exchanges. They would ask for a list of your squicks so that the gifting author would know not to include any hint of them. It was also used in casual conversation with fandom friends, authors, artists, etc. It could be left in comments, or as a reason you just didn’t read your best fandom friend’s latest fic. “Sorry, bff, you know I love your writing, but you have X tagged at the top, and that just squicks me out.” “Hey, no worries, best reader friend! I totally get it. Give this one a pass, but I’ll send you a note when I post my next one! I promise it will be totally X-free!”

Here’s the thing though. In your example, you explain why X is your squick with Y. But the beauty of squick was that (at least in my experience) no explanation was necessary. Not only was it not necessary, it was rarely asked for. A squick is a squick, and there doesn’t have to be any rhyme or reason. In fact, why would you have a rational, bullet-pointed, well-thought-out argument as to why something squicked you out? Very often it’s a visceral reaction, and if you don’t like the thing, you’re likely not going to sit and do deep meditation on why not.

Squicks were respected by fandom. You don’t like the thing, okay, we will tag the thing appropriately, you do not have to read the thing, no judgments on either side. There was no fandom policing, only respect.

And this, I think, is super important, because fandom policing is a problem, especially when it comes to triggers. “Trigger” has become so overused, so all-encompassing, that people feel they have to defend their legitimate triggers. If X triggers you, it triggers you, and you DO NOT need to provide an explanation. But because “trigger” is so often used in place of “squick,” some people feel they have the right to “call out” those who use the word. They want explanations, they want you to tell them what that triggering concept does to you, so they can call bullshit and feel superior. You don’t have to explain either your squicks or your triggers, but using the correct word stops the fandom police from feeling as though they have the right to ask.

Bring “squick” back, people. Don’t devalue triggers, which are horrible, nasty, dangerous things.

Ciao Sere.. oggi è il tuo compleanno. Oggi un anno in più, oggi un nostro ricordo in meno. Oggi non ti ho fatto gli auguri subito, sai, l’ho fatto apposta. Ti ho scritto poco fa, solo un semplice augurio nella chat di WhatsApp. Oggi mi sono ricordata la nostra amicizia, la nostra strada percorsa insieme, le nostre risate, le nostre cazzate, i nostri pianti, le nostre telefonate, i nostri “segreti” e le nostre parole. Ricordavo la nostra amicizia prima che Amanda ti portasse via da me, e prima che tu andassi via con Amanda. Traditrice. Non voglio ricordarti come “ex migliore amica”.. ormai mi fa male definirti ex. Sai, alla fine mi manchi anche se devo dirti che sei una stronza. Mi hai lasciata sola ma non importa, anche io ho trovato i miei veri migliori amici. Questa è la mia lettera di auguri per il tuo compleanno che non ti invierò mai. Oggi, in questo giorno speciale, il 22 marzo, vorrei ricordarti in particolare tutte le cazzate che abbiamo fatto insieme.. come quando ti piaceva Vincenzo e facevo di tutto perché vi parlaste. E quante figure di merda ho fatto per far sì che accadesse qualcosa.. e quanto ridevi per tutto ciò che facevo. Quando ti parlavo continuamente di Federico e non mi sopportavi più, e tentavi di farci parlare o almeno salutarci. Ti ricordi quando alle due di notte stavamo ancora insieme a parlare, ridere e sdrammatizzare tutte le cose brutte della giornata? Quando ci chiedevamo consigli a vicenda su come vestirci, come il giorno che non sapevo con cosa abbinare le Vans blu, e mi prestasti una tua canottiera, quella bianca che amavo tantissimo. Sai, mi manca parlarti di tutti i miei problemi, e mi manca ascoltare i tuoi. Mi manca quando mi telefonavi mentre piangevi, ogni giorno con un problema diverso. E sai, mi manca aiutarti, e mi manca essere aiutata da te. Mi manca un po’ tutto della nostra amicizia.. mi manca anche quando il giorno del mio compleanno uscii solo con te, a quella festa, e ti giuro, ci andrei altre mille volte con te… mi manca dirti TUTTI i miei problemi, le mie paure e le mie paranoie, e sentirmi dire da te “sei  paranoica, complessata”, mi manca perché mi dicevi la verità. “Sei troppo ansiosa”, così mi mettevi ancora più ansia. Ma non importa, c’eri tu. Quando feci un viaggio di tre ore per vedere Federico, e sei stata l’unica che mi ha fatto compagnia con messaggi e chiamate per tutto il viaggio, e alla fine, stranamente, Federico non c’era nemmeno. Lì un altro pianto, e lì un’altra tua frase dolce. E ti ricordi quando andasti al mare con Gaia e Alessia, dicendomi che saresti rientrata presto? Ma ti avevano lasciata sola, e allora io andai a prenderti e uscimmo insieme. E quando ascoltavamo canzoni vecchie e ricordavamo tutto? Basta, non voglio ricordarmi altro. Non voglio andare avanti. Ormai non siamo più migliori amiche. Ormai tu mi hai tradita. Volevo dirti che ti scrivo questo con le lacrime agli occhi, mentre ascolto “Te necesito”,  mentre mi tremano le mani.. mentre mi manchi e vorrei stare un po’ con te. Mentre sono costretta a considerarti “ex migliore amica”. Basta. Comunque voglio ricordarti così, ex migliore amica. Grazie per tutti i bei momenti passati insieme. Buon compleanno Sere..


Hunk, you big, gassy genius!


every westallen scene ever (124/?)

gUYS! Thank you so muuch for 1.2k! I can’t believe it because I’ve only been apart of the studyblr community since last December so wow guys thank you so much !! Sooo, here is a list of people I love and I think are amazing (okay let’s be real, all of you studyblrs are so amazing I love you all!) and I am kinda friends with some of these people but I would love to be better friends with all of you guys :)))) I LOVE YOU !

That isn’t everyone but maybe I’ll do something else when I reach 1.5k (any ideas?) Thank you everyone again and if there is anyone out there that I missed or just wants to be friends, shoot me a message :)

Kiki ❤

Page 2 of 2 of the mini comic covering how Oracle!Prompto survives chapter 9 of the story. I know I said 3 pages at first but it’s too much for my poor back and will to handle, haha.

So yeah, Noct still goes super badass and stuff while Luna brings Prompto back to safety. Yay!

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Let’s all have a moment of silence for Phichit Chulanont, social media master, who predicted Viktuuri happening the second Viktor jetted to Japan. I pity this poor genius, who probably tried to share his JUICY EXCITING NEWS/PREDICTIONS with other skaters only to be met with a fond reaction of “oh, yeah, of course” and Phichit’s like HOW IS EVERYONE SO CHILL ABOUT THIS.

And then, in Barcelona… the big Banquet Reveal goes down. Christophe just sighs, pats Phichit’s hand, and says “oh, cherie, we all knew that ship was sailing for months before you told us.” MONTHS.

And Phichit, who prides himself as a forward thinker, as the first distributor of good news and Twitter wisdom, just brokenly cradles his head in his hands.

“I thought I was the first,” he whispers, “I never even had a chance.”


a Fatal_Error has Occurred: The Beginning - Part 9

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Geno is an adorable bean.

Also, new head canon: since Geno and Error aren’t really used to having conversations with other folks, when they talk together they seem to either hog the conversation by talking for a large chunk of time or they tend to cut each other short/interrupt each other often.

So if I haven’t slept yet, is it still ‘today’? My ‘todays’ are strangely shaped, I apologize…

Aftertale, Errortale, GenoSans,and ErrorSans belong to @loverofpiggies!