“Hello, I’m a GOT7 fan who came to this year’s MAMA. Other fans have praised the singers’ stages quite a lot so I’m gonna do it to. I was standing in front of Jimin during BTS’ intro stage. Jungkook came out at the center? stage but I couldn’t see him well, so I just looked ahead. Suddenly two people came out in front of me. One was wearing a blindfold while the other grabbed his hands and led him to his position. He cupped the blindfolded one’s face, said something and then went to the other position, standing there waiting. Turns out it was Jimin and J-hope. At that time, I could feel that this group really trust and count on each other a lot.”
(this was posted on GOT7′s Chinese fancafe, possibly from a Baidu Bar)
I have so many feelings about ep 10, but here’s just one:
A lot of people see this as the moment Viktor realizes he’s quite attracted to this cute, fun, sexy, charismatic Japanese man. This might also be true, but what I really see in his expression is that this is the moment Yuuri changed Viktor’s life (and not just because he met a really cute guy at a stuffy party).
Victor is clearly used to flattery on the lines of people telling him how attractive or talented he is, but look at this face. He looks so surprised, so touched, and he probably isn’t really sure he deserves such blind faith in abilities he’s never shown (ring any bells????).
From what we know about Viktor’s life, I believe that Yuuri Katsuki is probably the first person to tell Viktor he has potential to be something other than the magnificent, but self-centered skater everyone assumes he is.
So I guess what really gets me about this little moment is that it indicates they were the first person to recognize in each other the potential to be more than what everyone else expects them to be.
Viktor is the first one to believe that Yuuri has the potential to win the Grand Prix Final, and Yuuri seems to be the first person to believe that Viktor could care about the success of someone other than himself and become a coach.
concept: phil is pouring ribena in two glasses, using dan’s favorite. dan is sitting in his crease on the couch wrapped in blankets and wearing the totoro onesie. the fire is flickering. the tv is playing buffy. the christmas tree is lit up. everything is warm and soft. dan’s got his little half smile on his face as he replies to phil’s question about where his glasses are. they are content and so, so happy.
Got a kind little tag from @literalprince (who is super stunning btw) to post six selfies from this year! I haven’t really saved many selfies so here’s the majority!
(My Ig : exohplanet )
I’d love to continue this by tagging the wonderful @the-lost-weaboo , @crypticcloud , @c0ffeekitten , my bf @grumpytrans (even though he HATES me tagging him in this stuff. I just like seeing his face.)
really anyone that would like to participate!! (If you’re reading this, that’s u!) tag me if you’d like me to reblog your things!
Four and half years. Four and a half years, seven weeks and three days. That was how long it had been since she’d seen him.
Not that she was counting.
At first, she hadn’t been sure it was him. She could only see the right side of his face as he talked to some woman. He looked different, now. Taller, broader, and more handsome, if at all possible. Twenty-five suited him very well.
She knew it was him, it had to be him. And when he turned around, the smile that had once befallen his face became nonexistent, and he frowned. But, not at her — behind her.
Before she could even think, Ronan was coming up behind her, an arm slung low aorund her waist and the smell of Vodka already on his breath. “Hmm, you know, for a wedding rehearsal, it seems rather bland, does it not?”
She wasn’t listening to him, and she pushed him away, grimacing as his breath washed over her. “You’re not very nice tonight, are you?”
“Go sit over there, alright? I’ll be there in a second,” she murmured, and pointed to their selective table. “And — for the love of God, Ronan, try not to get wasted. This is my brother’s dinner. Try to behave yourself.”
She tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. Really, she did. He’d had a rough year, all things considered. But, he was slipping, and she was worried she was becoming his permanent babysitter.
“I’ll be right back.”
‘ This is a bad idea, ‘ she thought to herself. ‘ You’re going to regret this. ‘ ‘ You can turn aorund right now and nobody will know a difference. ‘
One step — she pulled down the sleeve of her dress just a bit further. Two steps — his eyes met her own. Three steps….
He peered over Tanaka’s shoulder to see the headline - an obnoxiously bubbly font that read ‘Kissing Games’. And when Tanaka faced him with that smirk that promised trouble, Ennoshita waited for the storm that was no doubt headed his way.
Can I ask you something? Is rick lifting up michonne in that kiss (7.8)?
I don’t think he is lifting her up, I think Michonne is standing on her tippy toes because Rick is really going into the kiss. Rather than kissing her by placing his face downward towards her face, he kisses her with his head tilted to the side at his height. And since Michonne is 4 or so inches shorter than him, she has to go on her tippy toes to accommodate for the angle his head was facing.
Also, his hand, which is under her shirt, seems to be pushing her towards him rather than lifting her up.