today is four years to the day since the world was supposed to end in 2012 and honestly if the four horsemen of the apocalypse show up today i won’t be mad they were 1462 days late i’ll just thank them for providing the perfect end to this ridiculous year
“Every day,” he said, “we change the world,” which is a nice thought
until I think about how many days and lifetimes I would need to bring a shoe full of sand home until there is no beach, until it made a difference to anyone.
Every day, we change the world, but to change the world in a way that means anything, that takes more time than most people have. It never happens all at once. It’s slow. It’s methodical. It’s exhausting. We don’t all have the stomach for it.
Summary: Just like his freckles and bowlegs, Dean’s slight pudge has always been a part of himself that he’s never felt completely comfortable with. After a few miserable days of unsuccessful dieting and choking down rabbit food, Cas reminds him exactly how beautiful he is.
“You’re getting kinda chubby!”
Charlie makes this remark lightly, offhandedly, as she passes by Dean on the way to breakfast that morning: Dean had been stretching his arms overhead in a yawn so that his cotton shirt rode up over his stomach, which Charlie takes the opportunity to poke.
Startled, he looks down just in time to see the disconcerting way in which her fingertip sort of smushes into the soft, freckly flesh.
Dean halts in his tracks, blinking comprehensively. “Wait, what?” is all he can think to say.
Charlie, who’d been nonchalantly continuing on her way down the hall, turns to look at him. “Well, you don’t have to sound so offended about it,” she laughs. “I didn’t mean it in a bad way or anything!”
Dean folds his arms defensively. “Then what did you mean, Charles?”
“First of all, I answer only to Charlie, Ms. Bradbury, or the Illustrious Queen of Moondoor. Next, I just meant you put on a couple pounds. Maybe getting a bit of a tummy. It’s no big deal.”
Dean looks comprehensively down at his stomach. Now that he thinks about it, he has been eating more these days – he’s been going through sort of a “nesting period” during his relationship with Cas: lots of baking pies, burgers, etc. He didn’t think it was noticeable.
Taking note of the gravity of his expression, Charlie laughs, punching him lightly in the shoulder. “You don’t have to look so glum about it! It’s cute.”
Dean glowers at her, tugging self consciously at his t-shirt. “M’not cute,” he mutters grouchily. “I’m a warrior.”
Charlie laughs again. “Alright, warrior. Hurry up and take care of your morning breath – Kevin’s making waffles again!”
With that, Charlie skips off down the hall, leaving Dean to steep in his juices. He lets Charlie laugh it off, of course – he knows she didn’t mean any harm – but the fact is, Dean’s always known he’s had a little bit of pudge around his midsection, and he’s always been the slightest bit insecure about it. Just like his freckles and bowlegs, it’s one of the things about himself that he’s never particularly liked.
His one solace was convincing himself that these features weren’t as noticeable to everyone else as they are to him. Now, that seems to have changed.
Dean pulls up the rim of his shirt, noting sourly the way in which his pudge protrudes slightly over the waistband of his pajama pants.
Like, look, it wasn’t perfect by a long shot, I understand that. (I agree with you. It had some flaws.)
But I’m really happy they did NOT try to stuff an hour’s worth of material into this episode. (I mean, god, it was rushed enough with the material they did include. How bad would it have been if they included all that other stuff we wanted?)
Y’all were asking for WAY more than could have possibly fit into twenty-odd minutes, and since it looks very much like we’ll be getting a second season, I’m not at all upset that they chose to wrap this episode up with an open ending.
I’m looking forward to seeing more development for Viktor and Yuuri’s next season – development that doesn’t have to be crammed into a few sparse minutes at the end of a single episode.
I’m looking forward to revisiting the other skaters, for whom we got only tidbits of development in season one. (More Phichit! More JJ! More Otabek! Seung Gil’s redemption?!)
I’m looking forward to see where Yuri P. goes from here, and whether or not he’ll continue his victory streak, or whether his issues as a maturing teenager are going to get to him – and how that’ll affect him and his relationships.
Another 12 episodes could honestly work wonders on just about every level of this show, so, really, no – it doesn’t bother me that not everything was tied up nice and neat with a bow. And while I won’t pretend, by a long shot, that YOI is a perfect show, I also won’t pretend I’m disappointed in the finale just because it didn’t have everything.
Claire is the passionate-lipsyncing-into-a-hair-brush-while-dancing-around-the-room type (particularly to Fall Out Boy). Jim’s dancing hasn’t gotten any less dorky, except when slow-dancing (which he’s alright at).
The humans and trolls are still trying to find a quick way to communicate. They’ve tried cell phones (touchscreens don’t pick up rock, and no one sells anything with large enough buttons) and magical crystals (Claire’s started flashing during a test and she nearly got a fail for cheating).
Toby picked up sudoku from helping his Nana fill out the puzzles section in the paper. Blinky is thrilled to learn about sudoku, and Jim gets him a book of them and he nearly cried (he copies the grids down on separate paper so he can solve them without writing in the book).
Barbara Lake, when introduced to the trolls the second time, screams loud enough to wake the dead. Once she’s tried calming down, she nearly burns down the kitchen trying to make tea. Claire tries to explain but isn’t a huge help, because she gets distracted explaining things that sound incredibly dangerous (the hero forge). Weirdly, Barbara listens to Blinky the most. (She is also relieved to know where Jim’s moped came from).
Claire is objectively the worst at giving gifts, even more so than Blinky (who only gives informative things, but at least stays with areas of interest).
Claire is bad at judging when things are dangerous. She thinks having a staff that can teleport her means she can run directly into the middle of the fray. Jim is getting gray hairs.
Someone has to pick up a ranged weapon. Three melee fighters? Someone needs to be support.
Everyone expects Claire and Barbara to get along, being the only two girls in the group, but Barbara thinks Claire is reckless and impulsive, and Claire thinks Barbara is overprotective and doesn’t have any confidence in their fighting abilities. Obviously they still downplay their fights to keep Barbara from having a heart attack, but being underestimated is irritating.
Telling Barbara that Strickler was a changeling goes about as well as anyone could expect. She isolates herself in her room for a few hours and emerges with red eyes. Strickler is mentioned only as an absolute necessity for a while, before she tells them to stop coddling her, that’s not their job.
Barbara is initially unhappy with Jim fixing so many meals (he has a job that’s even more stressful than hers, and more physically demanding), but Jim finds it relaxing to tune everything else out and just cook.
Claire isn’t actually a great cook when it comes to the oven (which she and Toby agree is evil and hates her). As long as no heating is required, though, she rivals Jim. Cookoffs are deliberately kept to a minimum because Claire is competitive and Jim will willingly fail to make her happy (which she hates)
Toby likes crafting things with his hands. He’s tried several hobbies, including crocheting (his Nana taught him), knitting, sewing, and bracelet weaving. Everyone has at least one thing he’s made them.