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Victor Nikiforov Appreciation Post!!!

I just want to take a moment and talk about how much I love Victor Nikiforov and how he’s just such a refreshing character. I know everyone and their dog has done a post like this already but I’ve been crying over this lovable goof for months and this had been sitting in my drafts for too long now anyway and also I’m avoiding my textbooks AND THIS SORTA TURNED INTO A CHARACTER ANALYSIS I’M SORRY.

So as far back as the PV, there were assumptions flying around that Victor would end up being an antagonist of some sort. That either he was using Yuuri for his own gain, or was just straight up evil. Laughable now, of course, but the reason those rumors were prevalent was because we see it so often. How easy was it to think that Victor was “helping” Yuuri only to further his own goals in the end? We’ve seen this common mentor-betrays-student trope before and it’s no wonder that early on fans were afraid of this even as the show progressed. And honestly? This would have made for some great drama—for Victor to turn out to not be such a nice guy and for him to eventually become someone Yuuri had to defeat in competition. However the show did not go down that route at all. It turns out that yeah, Victor is actually just a really nice guy who cares a great deal about Yuuri and the people around him. He doesn’t show up in Hasetsu with any evil ulterior motives—he just wants to get to know Yuuri and help him take his skating to the next level, and maybe find inspiration (and love) along the way.

Also how could a man with a heart-shaped smile be evil???

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BTS as Disney Princes


*These are just for fun and my own opinions lmao*


Jhope as Prince Naveen 


Jimin as Prince Eric


Jin as Prince Charming


Jungkook as Flynn Rider


Taehyung as Aladdin


Namjoon as Kristoff


Suga as Prince Philip


I DID NOT REALIZE HOW HARD IT WAS TO FIND GIFS OF PRINCES LET ALONE MATCHING GIFS LMAO I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS!!!! 

another side note: Jimin as Prince Eric is so spot on and perfect, someone cast him.

also Namjoon as Kristoff is a such a great pairing because the two are giant, lovable goofs lol

anD HOSEOK AS NAVEEN DEAR LORD HELP ME 

A LONELY NIGHT | Bucky x Reader

Originally posted by avasparks

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A/N: Inspired by this song of the same name by The Weeknd. This is Winter Soldier Bucky that is out during a mission rather than the lovable goof we know in present times. Smut warning (I figured it’s been a while since I’ve given you some). Anything in italics is a flashback!


a lonely night

baby girl I loved you on a lonely night

it was the only time

and if I led you on then I apologize

You recognized him instantly when he entered the club you frequented. The swagger in his step is what gave him away, the same as the first night you met him. You watched as he effortlessly walked to one of the booths, watching the dancers in the cages around the room. You longed for his eyes on your body again. It had been almost a year since you last saw him but you would never forget that night. Not for as long as you lived.

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What I love about Jensen is that he can be a serious adult one minute and a lovable goof the next. He is able to expertly balance and bring forth these traits in his character, making Dean Winchester the most remarkable and memorable characters on TV.

Who else can pull off a character with a devastatingly tragic past that can still experience wonders in his life? Jensen Ackles, that’s who.

(rediscovered these photos from my SPNTOR 2015 folder - fun times)

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I would absolutely kill to have that shirt. I wish I could donate! Gah!!! Watch this lovable goof raise money!!!!

Future Kids- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by tjgoalshie

Ok so this is kinda short but cute and fluffy. Andre needs children. Stat. Ok so I got not much else! Enjoy!

Warning: None

Anon Request: would you mind eventually doing one where you like help babysit a friends kids with andre b and you both love seeing each other playing with kids so then you have “the talk” when you get home of having kids, how many, names, what theyll look like, idk something like that? thanks for writing for all of us! and thanks for writing so many with andre! :)

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Baron Skeleton

I’ve had this idea gestating in my mind for a few years now but I’ve never been able to solidify it beyond a few character ideas, so I’m just going to make a post about it now and see if that helps it coalesce into something more solid.

I really love 80′s cartoon villains - Megatron, Cobra Commander, Skeletor, Mumm-Ra, and all their henchmen.  There’s something so delightful about how they were designed to be menacing and theatrical and yet restrained by the standards of the time from ever being a real threat.  The idea of a skull faced wizard acting like a rebellious and rowdy eight year old is just inherently endearing.

They’ve kind of gone extinct though.  Villains in kids’ shows nowadays tend to be actual threats - even lovable goofs like Adventure Time’s Ice King have some disturbing sides to them.  But I pine for those completely toothless villains of yore, whose day ended a few years before I was born and who I knew from reruns and youtube poops.  Where have all the Skeletors gone?

So I’ve had this pitch in my head for a sort of throwback to those kinds of villains, and I call it Baron Skeleton after the lead bad guy.  Like He-Man and Thundercats, it would be a sort of sci-fi/fantasy mashup without a real identifiable theme, and ideally it would also be designed to be as toyetic as possible - I’d want characters to be intentionally designed to share different body molds ala He-Man figures and Transformers, so that way the theoretical toy company could get as much use out of their toy toolings as possible.  I’d also want to keep to story-telling standards of the time - a character whose toy just came out would have one episode where they’re introduced as SUPER important only to become just another character in the show a few episodes later, stuff like that.  Ideally the show would be just a little aware of this without being too meta.

The big “twist” of Baron Skeleton would be that we’re focusing on the bad guys rather than the heroes.  It’d play on my pet interpretation of 80′s cartoons: that the bad guys are basically theeatrical freaks and geeks, while the good guys are popular kids.  I mean, think about it - 80′s cartoons always stress following rules, obeying authority, being super healthy, and just generally conforming to societal expectations.  80′s heroes want you to fit in rather than stand out - and they’re always attractive, straight laced people.  80′s villains, on the other hand, are surly, pouty, antisocial weirdos who come in all sorts of different shapes.  They have weird obsessions and weirder fashion sense.  It’s basically Goths vs. Preps, and so that would be the overall conflict of Baron Skeleton - antisocial misfits vs. popular comformists.

Our protagonist would be the titular Baron Skeleton, who’s mainly a hybrid of Cobra Commander and Skeletor - i.e. a lanky skeleton man in a vaguely military-ish outfit.  Theatrical and prone to wild mood swings, Baron Skeleton leads the (currently unnamed) bad guy faction, although “leads” might be too strong a term.  He’s less an iron-fisted dictator and more of a short tempered Kermit the Frog, desperately trying to reign in his volatile henchmen while futilely trying to get his own schemes to work.  Like a good villain, he’s too clever by half - i.e. just smart enough to make a truly clever and complex plan, but not smart enough to keep it from falling apart.  He’s also somewhat aware of the flaws of his operation, but not enough to actually fix them.

His number 2 would be Snakeman, a large, muscular henchman with a big snake head on an even bigger, beefier humanoid body.  Snakeman isn’t particularly invested in the “bad guy” thing, and basically uses Baron Skeleton’s schemes as an excuse to stir shit up and have fun.  He often “forgets” (i.e. purposely didn’t listen to) his orders and just makes shit up as he goes along with the hopes of causing as much mischief as possible.  Despite his lax attitude, he deeply cares about Baron Skeleton, and genuinely wants his boss to be happy.  Though Snakeman is one of the reasons the group’s schemes fail more often than not, he’s also often the person who keeps Baron Skeleton and the others from facing serious consequences, and Baron Skeleton considers him his closest friend.

The rest of the cast is still nebulous in my mind.  I’d want there to be one new bad guy (as of the first episode at least) who wants to be an actual villain – i.e. genuinely evil and threatening. This character – let’s call them “Newbie” for now – would be used for exposition in the first season, being the fish out of water who has to be taught how things are run.  Baron Skeleton and Snakeman would always shoot down his suggestions of legitimately evil actions, telling him early on that real villains get killed: “You don’t want things to escalate.  Once you get serious, the Good Guys get serious too, and that’s when the bodies start piling up.  Gotta keep the stakes low if you want to stay in the game long term.”  In the first season finale, Newbie would betray Baron Skeleton by finally pulling off a truly evil scheme and framing Baron Skeleton’s group for it, forcing the Bad Guys to prove they’re actually not that bad.

There would have to be a host of other wacky henchmen too.  I’d want one Starscream-style perpetual traitor who’s always trying to steal Baron Skeleton’s position only to be forgiven and welcomed back into the fold.  There would likewise have to be one slavish loyalist who praises Baron Skeleton’s every action, no matter how stupid or mundane it is. You’d need a mad scientist and/or sorcerer to help make plot devices for the schemes of the week, and maybe a spy-master who’s far too competent to be in Baron Skeleton’s employ but sticks around because they like the low-pressure environment.  It’d also be fun to play with Monsters of the Week and legions of faceless henchmen.

Finally, the show would need a hero team to oppose, which is an essential part of this pitch but one I can’t for the life of me figure out.  80’s heroes are nowhere near as interesting to me as 80’s villains, and while I could probably design a hundred different henchmen for Baron Skeleton’s faction, figuring out even a small core team of heroes is agony for me.  The closest I’ve come to thinking of a coherent theme for them would be a sports-themed team of heroes – it’s Goths vs. Preps after all.

I also think it might be funny to have the setting be vaguely high school themed, with episodes that take basic high school sitcom tropes – the big dance, career aptitude tests, that sort of shit – and blow them out of proportion so they’re completely fantastical in scale.I had some design sketches for a few of these guys ages ago, but god knows where they went.  Maybe I’ll make some more later on – but for now, this is Baron Skeleton.

“So then I told her- girl please those shoes look so dope as fuck-” Neil had been trying to wrap up his funny story for the most part. However he just kept talking and talking but not getting to the point. He had gotten lost during the story himself but this was a true story he wanted to share even if it showed how old he was. “But she stared at me and laughed then called me an old fart. Is dope not a trending word now?” 

  • Joe: Can I get your opinion on something that happened to me today?
  • Asher: Sure.
  • Anna: Of course.
  • Joe: Okay, well, I did something that will either make me look like a lovable goof or a horrible monster damned to spend eternity in hell.
  • Anna: I’m sure it’s lovable.
  • Asher: I’m gonna go with monster. What do you got?
  • Joe: Well, there’s this lady who works at this restaurant I usually go to who’s retiring, and they were passing around one of those big cards for people to sign. But no one told me she was in a horrible car accident over the weekend and what I was signing was not a retirement card but was actually a get well card.
  • Asher: I’m liking my odds here.
  • Joe: So on the card, in the hospital, next to the woman who’s clinging to life are the words, “Hey, Vivian. You deserve this LOL Smiley face".
  • Anna: Oh my god
  • Joe: “P.S. Good luck wherever you wind up.”
  • Asher: Oh. Why didn’t I put money on this?!
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You’ve connected so many people to one another through your works and just by being yourself. Thanks for being a fighter and an inspiration to us all.

Happy 33rd, you lovable goof~!

1983.11.11

お誕生日おめでとう、たっつん!!

*Also OLDCODEX are scheduled to perform in Tatsu’s hometown of Aichi on his birthday and on 11.12 as part of their FIXED ENGINE 2016-2017 Tour! An amazing birthday party!*

The Eaves Have Ears (Stiles)

honestly, i feel like this title is wasted on this fic but i know for a fact that i’ll probably never use the title on anything else, so i’m not gonna hold out and forget it. 


“If you think she’s cute you’re not going about it the right way.” You heard a voice saying sternly and you paused. Something about it was familiar, but in a way that you thought maybe you should hang around and eavesdrop.

“She’s not just cute, Lydia. She’s adorable, and hot, and sexy, and beautiful.” You heard a male voice reply weakly and you started. Stiles. Stiles has a crush on someone, you thought with a hint of evil joy, the exploitation options on this…

“Alright… So?” Lydia replied, tone encouraging but with a little annoyance. “Are you going to act on this? Are you even interested enough to act? Better yet, could this be long term?”

You nodded along with her words, all very useful. Things you yourself wanted to know because if you were going to solve this mystery and embarrass him properly, something you’d yet to accomplish, you needed all the information.

“I don’t know! She… She always brushes me off, I can’t exactly make any kind of move if I don’t know that she’ll… agree!” He complained loudly and even without the visual you could see him running his hands through his hair with a little frustration while the other hand gestured toward the ceiling. A burst of fond affection filled you and you smiled a private smile.

One Stiles would never see because then he’d be all over you making jokes about how in love with him you were. But you’re not. In love, that is. You’re in make him suffer. That’s what your feelings are.

“Stiles, I can’t help you if you won’t help yourself.” Lydia sighed and you muffled a giggle. Half of Lydia was sighs and eye rolls. You’d think she was possessed if you didn’t know better.

“Can’t you just… Do that girly thing where you talk about all the guys you’re into?” He whined and you practically felt Lydia straighten and give him a glare.

“I have heard you and Scott, so don’t even say it’s a “girly” thing.” She snapped and then you heard heels clicking on the tile toward you.

Oh no. Oh god. Oh dear.

Quickly, you stepped around the corner, your steps slightly too fast for the casual you were trying to appear, your face a little too set.

“Oh, hi Y/N.” Lydia grinned like a cat as she passed you by and you fought off a blush you didn’t know the origins of. You’d done nothing wrong, except spying, so there was no need to blush and feel like you’re under a microscope.

“Y/N.” Stiles says slowly and you freeze, your head turning as if it were slow motion toward where he’s staring at you.

“Stiles.” You reply just as ominously, still trying to play it off.

“Were you eavesdropping?” He rumbles, taking a step toward you and your face combusts, likely going entirely red if the heat is anything to go by.

“No!” You squeak before taking off down the hallway, infused with confusion about why you’re so nervous, eavesdropping isn’t even that bad. You peek back once, taking in his slightly fearful expression before he turns and hurries away, calling after Lydia.


“I love Stiles, I do.” Lydia says calmly, elbow crooked through yours, directing you across the tile floor and your steps click clacking a matching tattoo as she pulls you into the next store. “He’s great. He is probably my best friend. He will be there for you whenever you need him, he’ll always try to protect and help. And he’s just an overall lovable goof most of the time. But there are some qualities he lacks.”

Why she’s telling you this you have no idea. Half of this stuff you already knew about him, like that he and Lydia are almost as close as he and Scott now. And from both their reassurances, its platonic. Not that you cared whether it was platonic or not. You didn’t care.

“He lacks good people skills, that’s the one your most likely to see. But he also lacks finesse, the steady hand or emotionlessness needed to do some things, for example- ask a girl out.”

“Emotionlessness needed to ask a girl out?” You snort and she offers you a glare that you nod at. Right, no interrupting.

“That was a poor word choice I suppose, but one needs to have a certain level of fearlessness to accept rejection. He couldn’t handle it.” She explains further and you pull her to a stop, gazing at the shoe racks before you.

“This is all great, but why’re you telling me? Shouldn’t you be secretly coaching and guiding mystery girl?” You mumble, picking up a lavender pair of Mary Janes and gazing at them longingly. Not your size, and none with your size in sight.

“Mystery girl?”

“We all know I was eaves dropping. So who is she? Can you tell me?” You ask, setting the heels down and turning back to your red haired friend, and wrinkling your nose at her expression of consternation. “What?”

“You didn’t hear who it was.” She laughs softly, and you lick your lips, trying not to pick up the pale purple shoes behind you. You wait while she pulls out her phone, fingers tapping out a message that is likely to Stiles.

“Oh, did you want me to help him get her? I’d be really bad at that; I really want to embarrass him.” You wonder aloud while Lydia types. “Crush him, even.”

“That’s lovely.” She says absently and you giggle, touching her elbow gently and guiding her down the aisle as her phone starts pinging with messages and she responds as quickly as the rapid fire beeping.  


“Hey, Y/N.” Stiles pipes up from behind you and you turn to him with a beaming smile.

“Lover boy, who is she?” You ask instantly, and he flushes, rubbing his hair and flattening one side of the mess.

“Who’s who? You? You’re you.” He mutters, glancing around and you snort. Leaning against the locker beside yours, you meet his eyes head on and cross your arms challengingly.

“Fine.” He mutters sourly, stepping closer and into your space, and your heart speeds strangely. It’s Stiles. You’re not into Stiles, and you shouldn’t be reacting like you are. “Just know, you’re a little snake, and I’m only telling you because I don’t want you to pester me in front of the others and start them up.”

“Noted.” You snicker, your chin tilting up teasingly, even as you have to look up as he towers over you some. You feel your stomach flip as he rests his palm against the locker above you, the pose almost caging, but all you feel is warm. “But you should also know this plan is very likely to backfire in your face.”

“Noted.” He groans softly, swallowing hard and shifting imperceptibly closer and you can’t help shifting with him, leaning toward him. “But I think it’ll keep you quiet.”

“Stop killing time, Stiles, I’m waiting.”

“This girl.” He says slowly and your lips part into a childlike grin as you rise onto your tippy toes, excitement and cold blooded fear thrumming through your veins. Who is she? Why does he even like her when he could like you?

“Yes?”

Why do you want him to like you?

“Her name.”

“What is it?”

“It’s Y/N.” He says softly and you frown. That can’t be right.

“That can’t be right.” You blink and he forces a tight smile, pulling back but not removing his hand from the locker above you.

“Why not?” He argues softly, his voice paper thin and soured by something you can’t name.

Or maybe you can.

Hurt.

“Because I’d know.” You say obviously, meeting his eyes with your own and a part of you wonders why you’re arguing this and not kissing him. Another part of you also wonders why you’re thinking of kissing him.

“That doesn-”

“Does too. You said you were in love with Lydia all the time.” You prod and he groans softly, throwing his head back and glaring at the ceiling.

“I was a kid.”

“And you’re not now?”

“My best friends an incompetent werewolf running a pack.” He counters sharply and you scoff, poking your tongue at him and he groans softly. “You’re such an idiot.”

“But you have a crush on me.” You shrug and he blinks at the words, lips parting.

“You aren’t going to start this.” He groans and you clap happily, stepping into his space, your chest nearly brushing his.

“Don’t you doubt it.” You whisper softly and his breath hisses through his teeth. And suddenly his lips are pressed to yours, his hands pulling you against him while his body drives you back. The lockers shudder as you back into them and he groans, his tongue swiping across your lips. Melting under his touch, your lips part without hesitation and you moan at the taste of him. Your finger clutch at his shoulders and your nails dig into his shirt, likely leaving scratches on his skin.

“You taste so good.” He whimpers, as a sharp whistle parts your lips. Pressing your forehead to his, all you can do is gasp and gape, wondering just where that came from. And why you’ve ever denied having the biggest crush on the biggest dork.

“Of course I taste good; you’ve got a crush on me.” You manage to whisper with flushed cheeks and he groans loudly, pulling away from you and swiping a palm over his jaw as he glares at you. “Don’t pout, you can’t surprise a girl like that.”

“A good surprise?” He asks hesitantly and you roll your eyes, grinning at him.

“A hot one, to say the least.” You shrug, grabbing your books from your locker and slamming it closed.

“To say the least?” He whines, following doggedly as you push through the crush of students.


ta da! there we are

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I did something that will either make me look like a lovable goof or a horrible monster damned to spend eternity in hell. Well, there’s this guy in our office who’s retiring, and they were passing around one of those big cards for us to sign… But no one told me he was in a horrible accident over the weekend; and what I was signing was not a retirement card but was actually a “get well” card. So on the card, in the hospital, next to the man who’s clinging to life are the words, ‘Hey, Henrik. You deserve this. And at least with you gone, no one will steal my yogurt out of the fridge. LOL. Smiley face. P.S. Good luck wherever you wind up.’
—  Joanna Riggs, Secret of the Scarlet Hand