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if i look back, i am lost
shark vs the universe
KIROKAZE
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
@theartofmadeline
Kaledo Art
Andulka
Jules of Nature
Product Placement
trying on a metaphor
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Cosimo Galluzzi
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@cursedstake
MULTIMUSE independent portrayal of ilya rozanov, rhea lykoudis & demitri cruz , two ocs based on the originals & the vampire diaries universe. <𝟑 .ᐟ faceclaims; connor storrie,liv tyler & robert pattinson
roll blog: @stagsnobility @emulsioned / promo
i. ilya. rhea. demitri. / ii. read rules here. / iii. ilya headcanons + demitri and rhea headcanons / iv. ilya visuals + demitri and rhea visuals / v. prompts / vi. verses
Hiatus till January 29th because of mental health.
PROMOTION.
𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 ... a complex heart. blood on ice. smug expressions and shrug of shoulders. a chest that is starved of love & aching. skating upon cracked ice.
A Semi Active, Independent & Selective portrayal of 2 OCs and 1 canon. Rhea Lykoudis, Demitri Cruz & Ilya Rozanov. Mature & triggering themes ahead sometimes. All of them will get several verses, not just around tvdu. written by Raphael, he/she, 24.
𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 ... the abandoned ones. the moon & the eclipse. the marked souls, the unguided children with the blessing of none. a wolf and a shadow with a broken compass.
MULTIMUSE independent portrayal of ilya rozanov, rhea lykoudis & demitri cruz , two ocs based on the originals & the vampire diaries universe. <𝟑 .ᐟ faceclaims; connor storrie,liv tyler & robert pattinson
roll blog: @stagsnobility @emulsioned / promo
i. ilya. rhea. demitri. / ii. read rules here. / iii. ilya headcanons + demitri and rhea headcanons / iv. ilya visuals + demitri and rhea visuals / v. prompts / vi. verses
I am working on Ilya's stuff tonight. His carrd is finally here and thoroughly updated! 😶🌫️
⊹ instagram update.
𝙧𝙤𝙯𝙖18𝙣𝙤𝙫: конец.
❛❛ sue me. i was hungry.❜❜ which explains the box of pizza and the half-dead delivery driver, who was carelessly left on the sofa, with a jacket tucked under his neck to protect the cushion from blood.
Ilya watches her in silence for a moment, totally judging, before he responds. "He will start to smell. Surely, you know this." His gaze is comically disappointed. "Seriously, Jackie, you need to stop nearly killing people."
❤︎ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 ! ( a collection of 75+ kisses. feel free to specify the initiating muse. potentially mature content within. UPDATED 02/25 ! )
finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.
pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.
a kiss shared during a game ( truth or dare, spin the bottle, etc ).
kissing your lover to show you forgive them.
a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.
an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.
wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.
a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.
lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.
kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.
a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.
a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.
a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.
a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.
a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.
biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.
heated kisses while tugging on their hair.
abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.
an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.
a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.
distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.
standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.
kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.
a kiss while being reunited after a long time.
kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.
a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.
kissing your lover to take away their pain.
colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.
a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.
a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.
sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.
an abrupt , heated kiss during the middle of a fight.
a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.
an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.
kissing them to shut them up.
urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.
a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.
sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.
kissing your lover just above their waistband.
kissing your partner to seal a marriage.
pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.
a possessive kiss to stake a claim.
a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.
a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.
kissing the top of their head as you hold them.
a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.
a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.
a kiss that means absolutely nothing.
kissing the swell of your lover's breast.
a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.
a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).
a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.
sensual kisses down the length of their back.
kissing them to confess your true feelings.
sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.
a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.
a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.
an ( accidental / mutually ) drunken kiss.
an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.
kissing your partner after they've given you head.
caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.
a kiss after receiving good news.
an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.
crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.
a tentative , exploratory kiss between friends.
a kiss shared between enemies during combat.
a kiss that smears blood everywhere.
kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.
kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.
a kiss after a devastating event , meant to comfort.
a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.
kisses while pulling them into your lap.
a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.
kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.
a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.
kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.
holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.
holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.
a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.
an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.
sleepy , domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.
a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.
a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.
he didn’t actually know hayden pike at all. he knew he was an average forward , extremely unremarkable in the looks department , and shane’s best friend.
sideblog and follows back from eightycne.
my daily affirmation as an author
#GAMECHANGED. a drag path etched in the surface, as evidence I left there on purpose. a sad sack, laying on the surface (yeah). can you find me? i dug my heels into the gravel , as evidence for you to unravel
ind. private & selective heavily headcanon based scott hunter from heated rivalry / game changer series. loved by jishwa.
There’s nothing in my life that matters to me more than you, Ilya.
@ic3hawk
He's slurping loudly from a can of Red Bull.
Ilya turns around to look at him as if he had been said something offensive. "You serious? You can't drink and shut up?" His eyebrows furrowed in great absolute extreme offense. "мудак."
fave Ilya looks in S1 (2/x)
Ilya listened to Alexei's words carefully while taking a sip from his coffee. He wrapped his hand around the cup and although it was cold to the touch, Ilya did not detach his grip from it. He gave a slow nod as the skater spoke about his parents, giving insights about himself that Ilya had not heard of before. "Моя мать была самой красивой женщиной. Чуткой, сострадательной, заботливой. Ей не место было в такой стране, как Россия. Она заслуживала лучшего. Она должна была быть там, где к психическому здоровью относятся серьёзно и бережно, а не с пренебрежением." He looked around as if to make sure people would not suddenly understand him, then continued. "Она покончила с собой некоторое время спустя. Я был ещё ребёнком, и именно я нашёл её — она лежала там, с остатками передозировки вокруг рта. Я не испугался, я не чувствовал страха. Мне было грустно. Единственная женщина, которая любила меня целиком, даже те части меня, которые мой отец не принимал, исчезла. Её больше нет."
He paused for a moment, staring blankly at the coffee. It was the second time he had spoken about it like that, so raw and honest. But even now, Ilya did not allow himself to fully explain what he felt or give away any emotions physically. All the hockey player did was remain still, looking at the empty space between their drinks.
Ilya suddenly broke the silence as he lifted his gaze to Alexei's. Staring right through him, unsuspected. "Мне жаль твоих родителей, даже если они были очень плохими." He murmured with half a smile and the affectionate nudge of his knee against Alexei's. Firm but always gentler compared to his actions with the rest. "Не знаю, смог бы я вынести троих таких, как ты. Звучит ужасно." He teased to make the atmosphere a little lighter. He had really missed talking in Russian so he was thankful to Alexei for today.
❝ именно поэтому я уехал из россии. они видели во мне продукт, а не человека. для них я был пропагандой, их маленьким золотым мальчиком, их национальным любимцем, их русским задирой. и как только я уехал, они обернулись против меня. не знаю, видели ли вы мой пост после чемпионата мира в том году, где я написал, что перехожу в сборную США. они назвали меня предателем, неблагодарным сопляком, сказали, что я им должен. им было все равно, что я переживал потерю обоих родителей, что мне было тяжело после сочи и чемпионата мира, что я был травмирован. все, что они видели, — это то, что их драгоценный сашуля отвернулся от них. ❞ HE'S STILL BITTER ABOUT IT. but the truth that alexei's starting to realise is that russia never loved him. they loved the idea of him, so they brainwashed him into believing it was devotion. the skating federation fed his ego, encouraged his former coach to break him further, marketed him as the heir to the throne of figure skating the second there was footage of him landing a quadruple axel.
THE SKATER ALSO GOES SILENT. he's spent the last five months coming to terms with things. no, it doesn't stop the night terrors and the doomscrolling, but he's learning. learning that he was indoctrinated, that he was poisoned, that he was made into a weapon on the ice. his second childhood was just as bad as his first. so now alexei's just as silent as the other, sipping his coffee and trying to figure out how to brush off everything he just said.
❝ не жалейте их. лучшее, что николай и лилия когда - либо сделали для меня, – это умерли. ❞ HE SAYS IT WITH A SELF - SATISFIED SMIRK. alexei hopes that wherever they ended up after death, they're burning and suffering. karma for neglecting the child. he rolls his eyes at ilya's mention of three heads turning at cska, smile still plastered on his face. ❝ я был одним из трех, кто обернулся. в самбо - 70 было хуже. кто - то кричал «саша», и шесть голов мальчиков и девочек поворачивались, включая мою. слава богу, американцы знают, что не стоит называть меня сашей, альошей или другими глупыми именами, которые мне дали в россии. ❞
"Иногда это чертовски несправедливо. Мы продолжаем делать всё, а в ответ слышим только ещё больше и больше и больше. Чёрт, я ненавижу их всех. Страну, людей, ожидания. Даже если я понимаю, что иногда это не моя вина и что я сделал всё, что мог, перестать переживать невозможно. Такое ощущение, будто они хотят, чтобы я перестал дышать — и иногда у них это получается." Ilya toyed with the straw of his cup, swirling it around aimlessly with his thumb as his gaze dropped to the ground. Distracted and spaced out.
Ilya resumed speaking like one who thought of nothing but bitterness at that moment. "Ты не предатель. И я тоже. Они просто не могут принять, что у нас нет будущего в этой стране. По крайней мере — не если мы не хотим закончить марионетками и жить с метками, которые останутся даже после нашей смерти. Внутри и снаружи."
It was glad to be on the same boat with another; the failures and brainwashing of their country had reached them both. Nearly tricked them into a lifetime of encagement than freedom. Submission than autonomy. In the end, Ilya was just glad that they had not been swallowed entirely by the graveness of it all.
"По крайней мере, ты выделяешься своей красотой. Даже если твоё имя к этому моменту уже стало универсальным." Ilya teased, tilting his head as the slight tremor of a smile lingered on his lips. It was his thing to create an evident ice breaker during charged moments. Not just for Alexei but for himself, who was so keen on feeling too much.
