you just look lovely in this ep


idk if someone’s written on this thing before but im p sure someone has bc GODDAMN WHO WOULDNT

I just?? I love the context of the necktie-pull. I love that it’s because Viktor’s attention was caught by the audience and Yuuri wanted to remind him that “hey, you’re here to watch me, remember?” When he says that the performance has begun (and oh boy, look at those bedroom eyes lmfao), it adds emphasis to the fact that for every performance, ever since the first time he skated for Viktor, Yuuri wants Viktor’s eyes to be on him and only him.

ep 3:

[additional thing: someone made translation notes on this, saying that the actual translation is closer to “Please keep your eyes on me and only me.”]

ep 6: 


I love the consistency of it? I love how it evolved- from a hug to clasped hands + forehead-to-forehead contact, to necktie-pulling….god only knows what we’re getting next. Yuuri went from half-shy, still somewhat embarrassed “Watch me, okay?” to 98% confident & sure “Hey, keep your eyes on me, Viktor.” It’s not just an evolution of their relationship- it’s an evolution of Yuuri himself, as he’s getting more and more comfortable in his skin, enough to be able to tell Viktor that hey, you’re my coach and you’re here for me.

i’m just. so damn proud of my boys. SO DAMN PROUD.


「  O R A N G E  」Final. Letter 13

If you ever cry alone again, or even if the day comes when you find just living to be painful, then I promise I’ll save you again and again.

Can we take a moment to talk about Georgi though?

Because as hilarious as he and his antics may be (and God bless him, I love him), I think the show actually tells us more about him. And while it would also be easy to just write him off as an entitled douche or a creep through scenes like this one

I think there’s also more to him than that.

Honestly, more than anything I think his defining characteristic is that he is head over heels in love with a girl who just doesn’t feel the same, not to mention a girl that has already moved on and is already engaged iirc with her new boyfriend. It’s a tragic love story if you think about it.

Let’s go back to ep 6 to explore this. If we look back at their own photos, we can all see that Anya is clearly uncomfortable, but let’s also look at Georgi

He looks so happy and he obviously must also be proud of his girlfriend if he wants to share their pictures with the whole world (especially that it’s Anya herself who uploads them). I think that boy is so ridiculously in love with her that he’s blinded to the reality that she doesn’t even feel a small percentage of that for him.

Which is why he’s so heartbroken when she leaves him for her current boyfriend/fiance (and we even see a visual representation of this when he genuinely cries during his performance).

That’s what he portrays in his short program - the feeling of betrayal and wanting revenge. That much we already understood in episode 6. What’s interesting is that this bleeds over to episode 7.

Remember how he said that he’s an evil witch, casting a curse on Anya that will make her sleep for eternity? It’s clearly a sleeping beauty reference but my favorite thing is that he follows this up by wanting to be the prince who will save her in his free skate program on day 2 of the China Cup. (Good job, Georgi, very consistent.) Like, on one hand he wants her to repent and come groveling back to him and on the other he’s wiling to be the forgiving one, ‘the bigger person’, which is absolute fuckboy behavior I mean look at this guy

After all that happen he still thinks he can be her prince. Which you could say is just cocky and entitled and so so self-righteous, and yeah, it is, but let’s think about how much he must love her to get so desperate about wanting to keep her. Like yeah, it gets absolutely creepy later on, and it is definitely a twisted form of love, but I think he genuinely thinks that there’s a part of Anya that wants him back (poor boy)

Even seeing her happy in her instagram pictures, he thinks that some part of her wants him to save her and yeah, that’s not the case, but he’s so convinced that this girl who he loved so much wouldn’t just leave him that he’s coming up with any reasons he can to believe that she still has feelings for him.

And he does explicitly express his feelings:

In the end Anya rejects him (as she very well should) and he is so shaken that he messes up his program and doesn’t advance to the further stage of the Grand Prix Series.

All in all though, rather than saying he’s a fuckboy who thinks he’s entitled to a girl’s love and he’s the only one who can have it and will win it back (even when the girl in question has clearly moved on), I think it’s more accurate to say that he particularly loved Anya, perhaps considered her his true love or something of the like and that’s why he so desperately clung to his fantasy where she still loves him. And it’s sad - on multiple levels. One of them being the fact that he just can’t face reality and go on with his life and it’s just sad to watch someone who’s so delusional, another that he is actually heartbroken and is coming up with all of these reasons and excuses because it all hurts him so much.

Personally, I think Anya did the right thing by leaving him, especially that she’s happy now, but Georgi’s story definitely is a tragic one, whether or not you decide to treat it seriously.

I hope that one day we get to see him be happy.

I am screaming rn
I just watched the dinosaur cry episode and-
“can we just talk about this?”
“sportacus, can we just sit down and talk?”
“I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“I’m sorry.”
Robbie says all of this in the episode when he mistakenly thinks he scared sportacus and I’m just- this just fuels my sportarobbie shipping even more.
He doesn’t even hate him that much, he just wants everyone to be lazy, that’s it.
You two just make a fuckin peace treaty and allow kids to go outside, exercise and play, while also eating occasional sweets, junk food and over sleeping. Then you can both get on and be gay together.

But imagine tho

Yuuri is prepared for his free skate. He’s getting on the rink. Music’s about to start. He just had a that argument with Viktor. He looks at viktor
Viktor gathers himself
And shouts



Viktor starts gross sobbing


The music starts
Yuuri goes blank
He skates the most beautiful program
He breaks the world record

When is finished and everything showers down at him at once. He looks at Viktor, who’s an emotional mess and smiles. He runs into viktor’s arms

“I want to marry you too. Stay by my side and never and never leave.”

I rewatched Yuri on Ice ep 3 and I want to just bring attention to something the animators did which I think is fantastic:

Originally posted by le-charibo

Check out the brilliance of the light hitting Yurio’s outfit; when he lifts up his arm and the light reflects off of it there’s a flash. It’s such a subtle thing (at least compared to the multiple color sparkles you see at first) but it’s exactly what would happen. Yuri has it too in his:

Originally posted by rouge-cerise

Look at that! It’s just another thing the animators nailed about ice skating that is really amazing. I love the character development in the show a lot but I also think that Yamamoto-san and everyone else who works on YOI need to be commended for all the attention to detail they put in.

First thoughts of YOI, a series of my reactions:

First ep~
•why is the opening in English?
•alright but it isn’t even gay yet?
•that gray haired guy isn’t even talking to the Japanese piggy after the match, wow rude

Second-fourth ep~
•aw boyfriend goals
•bruh that Maccachin wants the succ too, damn what that tongue do •NAIL THAT LANDING BABE

Fifth-sixth ep~
•Yurio is cordially invited to step on me
•stop being mean, little babe
•okay I take that back, but still I love you, bby

Seventh-eight ep~
•what a time to be alive
•damn here comes the match
•oh no he’s so nervous
•okay so he kinda tries by saying smth like, should I just kiss you, so like close enough to a SUCC
•please bury me deep, deep in the ground for I seek death
•I can die peacefully now
•world hunger is cured, the children are no longer crying, everyone is rich
•who are these hotties??
•this ho looks like a feather duster
•Yurio you best do good
•Yurio bout to mess up
•(to be continued)
•please slap me into the next dimension!!!!

Personal tfb shitpost #3

I love the front bottoms because their music is great for any mood. There’s the fun good times kinda vibes from them but then there’s the real emotional vibes that just hit you and you just can’t.

Honestly, I can’t really pick a favourite song by them because it depends on how I feel at the time and that’s what is so great about them in my opinion.

(wow look at me getting so emotional on a Monday at 1am)

other things

my dash is mostly bellarke which is great but:

  • raven’s brain is a super brain and she is a powerful queen who is going to code us out of this mess
  • also yes finally princess mechanic going on they worry about each other
  • monty is both an angel and a stud 
  • but you looked happy this ep so i’m worried about a few of the clips we’ve seen from the trailers oh shit 
  • harper is just so sweet and precious how can you not love her
  • who am i kidding everyone does look at that face
  • jasper i wanted you to smile but not like that!!1
  • pls go to arkadia and make friends with raven
  • murphy why are you leaving your bf he gave you his corsage gun
  • honestly murphy they all want you home don’t think like this it hurts
  • jaha are you still here seriously
  • echo are you still alive seriously
  • be*cho ain’t shit bye 
  • bellamy sassmaster blake telling her where to stick it
  • also he smiled like three times are we blessed or what
  • king roan you absolute piece no wonder echo couldn’t take her eyes off those abs also jesus do you ever feel pain
  • weird tooth tiara
  • clarke looks so pretty can’t wait for the hair to match
  • slightly want To Die where is miller

talk the 100 to me

oneshot about the club thing.

Lukas’ lanky fingers wrapped nervously around the little piece of plastic. He flipped it around, and read it’s contents for the thousands time that night.

“Just relax” philips voice rung beside him, “you’re like, obsessed with that thing”

He turned to look at him, running a single hand through his hair.

“I-just don’t think I look like a Ricky Anderton”

He skimmed the picture again, extending his hand to show Philip. It just seemed wrong, his skin wasn’t that green and the lighting was all off.

“Nah you’re right, you’re way too pretty” Philip grinned.

“Shut up” Lukas said as his lips curled up into an involuntary smile.

“Just, like don’t worry about it. You’re whoever you want to be tonight”

Whoever I want to be, the blonde thought, perfect.


The bouncer eyed the two suspiciously, but took their cards let them in and Lukas let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. They walked into the dark room, the only light being the flashing neon signs by the bar, illuminating the faces of those nearest by.

He let his eyes roam, take in the room and adjust to the sudden darkness. It seemed to be mostly men occupying the space he thought, before his eyes fell on something that made his stomach turn.

Two guys stoop pressed against each other. And were kissing.

No they weren’t kissing. They were having some kind of vulgar face battle, and their suit of armor were the thin chiffon shirts that stuck to their bodies like, like pastries stuck to the inside of a pastry bag. He felt himself getting uncomfortable, but he couldn’t force his eyes away, he was like hypnotized. They were grinding, and moaning, like they were completely unbothered by the sea of people around them. An unpleasant tightness started to form in his pants, and he ripped his eyes away, flushed and embarrassed. It wasn’t even him who should be embarrassed. It was those two, flaunting it so obviously. He looked around again, and now he saw that they weren’t the only ones. All around the club boys were grinding, and kissing and dancing with each other.

And then it all clicked.

He turned to the boy beside him.

“What the hell phillip, you think this is a joke” he shouted over the music.

“What?” he shouted back, looking confused. He took a step closer comfort him, seeing he was clearly distressed, but Lukas took a step back avoiding his touch.

“Are you serious?-this is a gay club” his voice rose a couple of octaves, as he looked accusingly at Philip. How could he bring him here?

A shadow of understanding fell over Philip’s face, and his eyes widened.

“Where did you think we were going?” he tried to make it sound jokingly, but it felt forced.

“A regular club” Lukas cried in a breathy voice.

“Yeah well we’re here now, so let’s go get a drink”

Philip reached out once again, to sling an arm around his shoulder, but Lukas backed away quickly with a pained expression. Why? Why wouldn’t Philip just understand, he didn’t belong here.  

“I can’t stay here”

“I’m not leaving till we get a drink” Philip said matter-of-factly, how could the night have gone sour so early on. He knew this was a bad idea. Or actually he didn’t, but he should’ve known that Lukas would think so.

“Whatever” he turned around and walked out, not looking back.

“Are you serious?” Philip shouted after him.

But Philip, stubborn as always, turned on his heel and marched to the bar. He fully meant what he had said about getting a drink, and he sensed that Lukas needed time to cool off. Maybe he’d come around.

“Gin and Tonic” he mouthed to the bartender, the music making most attempts of verbal conversation wasteful. He sat down on the tall stool, gazing around and nervously tugging at the hem of his shirt. He received his drink with a small smile, and took a sip immediately. He let the liquid sit in his mouth a bit, before swallowing and letting it burn his throat. It was a girl drink, but he supposed that didn’t really matter here. It was what he always had as the first drink.

He was just about to pull out his phone, when a voice rung beside him.

“Hey, whadda you drinking?” it sounded slurry, and like an attempt at being charming.
Philip jerked his head to look beside him, to see if the stranger really was talking to him.

When he found the man looking straight at him, with a single raised eyebrow and a small crooked smile, he took that as confirmation.

“Gin and Tonic” he told, eyeing the stranger. His demeanor was warm, seemingly alluring and he was looking right at Philip and nodding his head in response. He leaned in closer, presumably to hear carry the conversation easier.

“So, how old are you?”

Philip couldn’t help but look like a deer caught in the headlights. Could you tell he was underage? And why did he even want to know?

“Uhm, 21” he assured, trying to make it sound believable. The stranger laughed loudly. Running a hand through his slicked back hair, candy hair, Philip thought to himself. That’s just what it is.

“Yeah cool me too, now how old are you really?”

Philips face flushed visibly, he’d seen right through him. Lukas’d been right, they did not look 21.

“A little younger maybe” he grinned, trying to hide his embarrassment of having been found out. Was he gonna leave?

“Mysterious huh, well you know, I think i’d like to buy you your next drink” he declared. Philip searched his face for any trace of sarcasm or something to give away an ulterior motive, but found none.He shifted nervously in his seat, and chuckled silently. Why? Or well, the why really was obvious, but why him?

“Oh yeah?” he uttered, at a loss for other, and better, words. The man smiled reassuringly.

“Yeah” he purred. He reached out to tuck a piece of hair behind Philips ear, and he let him, but drew away uncomfortably immediately after. The guy was cute, no doubt, but he was not who he wanted to spend the evening with.

Philip let his eyes wander around again, avoiding the strangers curious gaze, noticing how club light was very unforgiving. He studied all the faces he saw, the people dancing, how they looked familiar to wild animals. When he looked towards the entrance again, he felt a pair icy eyes upon him. His heart jumped in his chest, and his breath caught in his throat. Lukas stood as paralyzed, staring at the pair in the bar. His face a mixture between shock and hurt. Philip opened his mouth to say something, but realised he was too far away to be heard. So he slipped from his stool quickly, and gave the man an apologetic smile before leaving him behind quickly, to pursue the boy in the doorway. He excused himself through the masses of people, hurrying the best he could. But as soon as Lukas caught sight of him moving towards him, he turned around at walked out. Philip drew long steps, out of the club and into the harsh cold.

“What the hell Philip?” he repeated for the second time that night.

“What?” Philip bellowed suddenly angered. It was him who had left him all alone in there! What was he supposed to do?

“Is that why you wanted to come here?” Lukas spat. His words felt like a whiplash on bare skin.

“No! No of course not! A-are you jealous?” Philip said, his voice loaded with disbelief.

“You want me to be” he said, using Philips own words against him. Philips features softened at the statement, knowing exactly what it meant.

“I, I don’t know that guy in there, I don’t care- I- I only want you” he spoke timidly, moving in closer to Lukas. Looking into his eyes, coloured like a bouquet of sterling roses and forget-me-not’s, and carefully caressing his cheek, fully intending to take it slow.

But Lukas grew impatient, and in one swift motion jerked Philips head forward till their lips met in a wild kiss. Their mouths melted together, their bodies being pressed together, and the racing of their hearts told a tale of how they were both a mixture anxious and excited. Philip ran his tongue, across Lukas’ bottom lip, granting him access to deepen the kiss further, as they explored all the different a kiss could be executed. They kissed like they were desperate, like they’d never kissed before, they kissed as a confirmation that they felt the same. And all thoughts of Candy hair from before, vanished like dew in the sun.

When they broke apart, they were both completely out of breath.

“You just kissed me, outside. In public” Philip stated, astounded. And not exactly a PG-13 kiss either, he thought.

“I didn’t.  Ricky Anderton did” Lukas smiled and looked down at the shorter boy, who was looking at him through his eyelashes, his eyes filled with unmasked admiration like he’d never felt before.

“Oh yeah?-well what else does this Ricky wanna do?” the boy teased, before suddenly getting caught in a new unexpected kiss. This time it was slower, more careful, yet still forceful enough to send shivers down his spine. Lukas pulled his mouth from Philips, and up to his ear.

“All kinds of things” he murmured in a low voice, before starting to leave a trail of wet kisses, from his ear to mouth tracing his jaw. Philip was holding his breath, trying not to let out an embarrassing whimper, but through all efforts a slight choked sigh escaped his lips.

“Let’s go somewhere else”

It slipped from Philips lips before he could help it, and he internally cursed at himself. He knew Lukas didn’t  want that, somehow it always made him upset, he’d made that very clear multiple times. He looked up at him, waiting for him to lash out. Instead he found Lukas already staring intently at him.

“Yeah, my dad’s visiting my outta town tonight” Lukas spoke, lips slightly parted. Philips felt his hot breath on his face, in slow extended exhalations.

“Right” Philip mumbled surprised, caught off guard by Lukas’ answer.

An air of excitement and anticipation surrounded the two boys, as they mounted the bikes, and began driving. The liberating feeling of the wind through their hair, and something that might be butterflies and might be a serious stomach infection. Philips arm wrapped firmly around Lukas’ waist, and how much he enjoyed the sudden forced closeness.

They stumbled through the wooden doorway, like they’re drunk on each other, kicking their shoes off, while somehow managing to still keep kissing. Touching.

They, through some kind of gay miracle, made it to the bedroom. They broke apart to catch their breaths, and looked timidly at each other. Philip raised his eyebrow questioningly, as to say are you sure?

“I want to”  it rolled off Lukas’ lips beautifully, and that was all the confirmation Philips needed.

He moved faster than Lukas’d ever seen him do before, just then. It all moved so quickly, it felt like a haze. And in the spur of the moment Lukas didn’t even see Philip moving, but he definitely felt it. Cause all of a sudden Philip wasn’t in front of him, he was on him, lips suddenly on his moving around, warm and firm, and it seemed so right, yet so wrong. Which is a cliché Lukas thought to himself, but he didn’t allow himself to care. He didn’t have time to give a fucking shit about the irony or the cliché of the situation, because by then his shirt was off, and that definitely didn’t feel wrong. It just felt so safe, right there under Philips touch, like he knew he’d take care of him. Then there was only one layer of clothes between them, before they’re skin to skin, and then there was not even that, when Lukas’ eyes followed Philips shirt to the floor, it took him a moment to register that he -himself was the one who sent it flying. Their skin felt amazing together, grinding, in the most un-vulgar meaning of the word. There was nothing vulgar about it. There was just the two of them, and the feeling that time had frozen, and the wish for it to stay frozen. There wasn’t the outside world, it could just slip away and they wouldn’t care. There was hands moving around, exploring unknown territories, and how it felt like foreign land and also like coming home. How dark soulful eyes feels more like home than his own parents ever did. And then there was Lukas deciding he doesn’t want to think about them while doing this. And so he leaned into the touch, and forgot about everything but Philip. And how, if anything else went wrong. At least they’d had that night. At least he’d been his, just for one night.

anonymous asked:

YoOoO I was waiting on someone to jump on that monsta x-ray ep 5 blessing 😘. You did great as always 💜💜💜. How about y/n and hyungwon working in the same daycare and the kids just love to pretend they're their parents? Hyungwon with babies is just---😍

aw thank you! I’m glad you liked it :) and hyungwon with babies is the purest blessing ever on this planet ok wow

  • so you bOTH work at the daycare
  • i can imagine like you working there first and he shows up looking for a job
  • and your first reaction is dear lord thank you
  • because he’s cute af
  • but he’s confused and just rly needs a job and doesn’t know the manual for children yet
  • of course you let him in and teach him the ropes for thing like feeding and naptime and playtime
  • and he seems to be understanding everything very well, and allowing small smiles when he does and leaving you with one, too
  • this is all before the kids actually come in, of course
  • when they all rush in the next morning, everything he’s ever learned is thrown out the window.
  • you leave for three seconds and find ten kids jumping on him as he screams for help
  • or someone starts crying and he panics so much that you have to calm him down before the child
  • but you reassure him that it takes time and he’s doing well and his wide eyes seem to relax just a little at your smile
  • this interaction is a mistake in front of the kids though bc they start thinking something’s up
  • in the meantime, they also understand that hyungwon is a tol and gentle giant and see fit to use him as a comfy pillow or chair when he reads stories
  • he has a soothing voice, too, so you eventually find ten kids huddled on/around a sitting hyungwon, whose head peaks much higher above everyone else’s, with a book in his grip
  • you just fondly look on from the doorway bc he’s so gentle and pure and warm and cute af
  • he joins you when nap time begins and you both are just stretching and tryna catch your breath but he tells you he truly enjoys being here and that makes you rly happy
  • the routine continues on, but you both become closer, with more room for teasing and laughter when the other messes up, and easier conversations and soft, lingering gazes when the other is not looking
  • and kids know something’s up, and you know they know something’s up when they start giggling together after hyungwon smiles or speaks to you
  • and you were fine talking to him before but their audience is giving you a lil pressure and now you’re blushing a bit anytime hyungwon pays you any attention
  • soon, some of the little girls are coming up to you asking if you “like like” hyungwon and think that you should, because you’d be like a prince and princess
  • or the mommy and daddy of the daycare
  • and you’re sure they ask hyungwon the same thing too since he stiffens in surprise and they are dissolving in a fit of giggles at his reaction
  • he’s so much more awkward again, wide eyes flying to you and then to the ground and then to the kids with a pink hue on his cheeks that you find so adorable
  • he can’t do much when all the kids start calling you guys mommy and daddy the next day, especially when the youngest one starts crying and hyungwon immediately takes him in his arms
  • and you’re standing right beside him, both of you asking the lil one what’s wrong, exchanging worried looks with each other, contemplating together if maybe he wasn’t feeling well and that hyungwon will calm him while you pull out his blankets so the baby can rest
  • and its only when you realize the rest of the daycare is watching the entire scene with peaked interest do you feel as if you and hyungwon are actually the parents
  • it makes you feel warm ok
  • at the end of the day, the last kid that leaves calls you “mr. and mrs. chae” and wow, you’ve never seen hyungwon turn so red before
  • you try brush it off with laughter, but when you’re both alone again, the silence is so loud and you know hyungwon’s going to avoid you with his blatant awkwardness
  • so you ask him if he’s free, like, right now and he looks at you with wide eyes, stuttering out a “yes,why?”
  • but you simply take his hand in yours and grab your bag and make his face heat up to a billion degrees with your words. “because, mr. chae, I think I’d enjoy a date with you.”
  • and you’re sure he’s never been so thankful for nosy lil babies more in his life and neither are you.
Related to that last reblog

(Screencap from 1x03)

Imagine going home with Mike Lawson. THE Mike Lawson. SO COOL! What a story. He’s so hot. You’re walking up the steps to his bedroom, and you see THIS?


(I love the details put into this show. He mentions his narcissism in ep 1 and we actually see the depth in ep 3)

Also, after a conversation with @tacos we have decided that when Ginny sees it, she torments him ENDLESSLY. It’s just so ridiculous and so him.

Then one day, she gets home after a long roadtrip. She drops her bag at the door, drags her tired self to her bedroom, and drops onto the mattress. Once she looks up, she’s greeted with the sight of THIS FUCKING PAINTING HUNG UP ON HER CEILING BECAUSE MIKE IS MIKE AND OF COURSE HE WOULD DO THIS. He attached a post-it note to the frame saying “to replace the one in your childhood bedroom”.


There seems to be… something special about this room. I feel like I’m away from the whole world. 

It’s just like you.

anonymous asked:

Hi, Sunny! Do you believe in love-at-first-episode, and maybe give us a few examples of them?

omg almost never happens to me, even the series I end up liking, I usually need to watch 20+ eps before I start caring for the characters lmao (mostly in anime’s case)

but all my fav series I got into almost right away, like GF, FMA/b, ATLA etc at least on the “this looks like an interesting story and I want to see where it goes” level, but I’m never head over heels for anything based on just one ep haha