They just want to have a nice family Christmas dinner, but somehow it always gets ruined. America brought KFC as his contribution to dinner, France got drunk, England burned the house down...
All about the food. Everyone pitches in to make a huge feast and have a good night. The wine is flowing but no one is going crazy with it or anything. Everyone scolds Romano for his language and someone probably makes Italy cry, but what else is new.
Now this is a party. Austria has the big mansion, so it's always there, and literally everyone gets roaring drunk. Austria always makes enough desserts for an entire army, then spends the rest of the night playing Christmas carols. Prussia is reliably the first one to pass out.
An actual cute, relatively peaceful and family friendly Christmas dinner, well, maybe except Denmark, filling the role of the drunken uncle. They have to celebrate on Christmas day rather than Christmas Eve because mama Finland is busy being Santa.
Another drunken party, but it's less fun and more scary. A fight will break out, Belarus might pull a knife, the Baltics are cowering in the corner...
New to this whole Christmas thing. They could really care less about the actual holiday, but giving gifts is nice and they suppose it's family bonding time and stuff, even with no one really socializing most of the time.
Beach party, bon fire, barbecue. It's summer down there so they spend it in flip flops and bathing suits. This all makes Christmas a lot more relaxed than it is for most of the other families.
tbh yuri on ice is the only anime (or anything, really) i’ve ever been a fan of that can do the whole ‘miscommunication’ thing in a way that actually feels real and not stupid? i despise fucking miscommunication as a reason for conflict, it’s usually really forced and just an excuse for unneeded drama
but in this case, with yuuri and viktor, it has more to do with not being blatantly honest with tender feelings, mixed signals, and yuuri’s mental illness/viktor’s obliviousness. like, those are real reasons anyone might not be on the same page with someone close to them. it’s not about one character being wrong about the situation, it’s both of them having similar but different experiences and feelings on a subject and reacting to it in a really believable way.
it’s like… really hard to describe exactly why I’m satisfied with this, why the end of ep 11 makes me more excited than full of dread. it just reminds me that the characterization and writing for the series is so well done. it doesn’t feel set up, not exactly, except when you look back you can see the trail leading to this moment. but it doesn’t feel like a forced plot point, it feels natural.
like, these are two real people creating a problem out of nothing, not for the sake of drama and angst, but because that’s just a thing that HAPPENS in real life to people who care about each other.
when you’re putting together a little platonic playlist for moana + maui and you come across a ridiculous playlist of “songs about friendship” on youtube and decide to look up the words to the first one your eye catches on to see if it would fit just for fun and giggles
and the first line is LITERALLY
If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea I’d sail the world to find you
Hemo: “…So Heir quickly pulled off the mask covering his fake- his fake?” Heir: “I think they meant face.” Hemo: “Okay. Face and slammed his lips against Hemogoblin’s hungrily and they kissed like their lives depended on it. So they basically their tongues fucked. And it was sexy. The end.” Heir: “Well that’s.. nice?” Hemo: “Look. There’s fanart at the bottom- Oh god.”
Heir: “Yikes.” Hemo: “No kidding.” Heir: “Don’t you love fan stuff?” Hemo: “Totally. It’s what I live for. Even if it scars me.”