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sorry i’ve been missing in action lmfao i’ve been super dead tired and busy and i stress made a new blog. i’ll be back to normal soon; i promise. til then:

my other blog: @dvskmeadow my skype: happypatchkid my LINE: agaastly

just make sure to tell me who u are when u add me on the last two

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me, winking @ the critrole rp fandom: see you soon kids

( and i walk away. )

i’m about 7 episodes off from being caught up; i have binged so hard for like. two and a half weeks. i’m so close to being caught up.

i can’t wait to rp my champion son.

he is a small bird 10/10 will shank you in a dark alley and look rly cute doing it

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you’ve all probably been able to tell, but i’ve been rather absent lately. between class & rl friend things (dnd night twice a week may be a bit much but Its Fun And We Have No Self Control & pgo walks take a while on weekends ok) but! next week i’m on fall break, and then i only have a couple weeks after that until my winter break starts and i’m off for almost a month. so i’ll be here a bit more soon! i want to get to replies and starters i owe super soon! 

thank u all for being patient as i drag myself thru my last year of university. 

if you ever wanna chitchat ooc, my info:

LINE: agaastly skype: happypatchkid twitter: only 4 close close pals but u can ask if u want!

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@delicateskater​ | holy shit flower i’m dead.

"Yuuri... You were beautiful again. You were beautiful.” He knows soon he’ll need to chide him for his last minute changes to the program, for his slips and falls, but now is not the time for those comments. No; now, Viktor is seated next to his skater, wearing a smile he hasn’t been able to wipe from his face since Yuuri stepped off the podium with silver. “I think... I’m starting to see how the world has felt about me all these years. I can never take my eyes off you.”

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muserpt:

two word starters

“ don’t stop ”

“ please don’t ”

“ don’t shoot ”

“ give it ”

“ shut up ”

“ damn it! ”

“ stop it! ”

“ you’re crazy ”

“ that’s insane ”

“ get out! ”

“ don’t leave ”

“ i’m tired ”

“ that’s bad ”

“ be honest ”

“ be careful ”

“ be nice ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ go home ”

“ watch it ”

“ fuck me ”

“ kiss me ”

“ we can’t… ”

“ we shouldn’t… ”

“ you’re perfect ”

“ that’s awful ”

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obayaniye:

also a reminder for all u cute kids:

unless viktor has specifically told your character or your character has seen viktor naked (like yuuri, for example), your character won’t know that (my interpretation of) viktor is trans! just let your characters assume he is male and be none the wiser. as said in this hc post (which includes references to deadnaming, so if that triggers you don’t click the link!!!) but yeah, as said in that hc post, viktor is very careful about who he lets know that he is a trans man. it isn’t public information, so fans won’t know.

i hc only the following know: viktor’s family, viktor’s former coach yakov (and any other coaches he’s had over the years), a select few of yakov’s other students (like yuri p), and yuuri k. those are more or less it. 

update: if you think your character (from the canon of yoi; no ocs or crossovers as of now) would know that viktor is trans, just im me or shoot me an ask explaining why you think so, and i will consider it! but the final say on whether your character knows or not is up to me. i’m mostly adding this bit bc viktor is a canon naked drunk can u believe this dork man.

[irnatier]

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tandast:

Back to Hasetsu

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desenchantee:

          ❛ How unfortunate. ❜   And he spoke that with earnest, for he recalled, still, all of the luggage and items of which airports ( alongside other means of transport ) seemed to swallow up without cause or purpose. Eyes look o’er his walking masterpiece to ensure that he had at least come in one piece; ‘twould do no good for it to be any other way, after all. At latter remark, ‘twas a light chuff which doubled past Marriane’s lips.   ❛ At least they had not lost you. ❜   For clothing, possessions, et cetera, could be replaced, but walking forms of art? Hardly. ‘twas too soon for Marriane to part from the man of who he had laid some form of claim on.   ❛ —— come in, before you and your dog freeze, Viktor. ❜

“I hope you don’t mind that I brought him,” the poor pup has a distaste enough for being placed in his doggy crate; Viktor couldn’t imagine how he’d feel being left alone in Russia for so long! “I’ve never been one to leave my dogs in a daycare system for more than a day. Their lives are so short compared to ours...” Makkachin, after all, is not his first poodle; nor will she likely be his last. “...ah, but--- your house is much bigger than I expected!” 

An understatement, if ever there were one; Viktor is quite fond of his apartment, it is larger in size than most and well furnished, but Judit’s home is most certainly many steps above that. He now begins to fear that bringing his precious pup was a poor decision; he is a well behaved, but accidents do happen now and then, and Viktor would like not to break anything Judit owns.

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delicateskater:

❅┊  @obayaniye liked your permanent starter!

 It was still there. The sounds of the music, the cheering and clapping. The looks of approval and the sea of people that were beginning to realize that a great change had just unfolded before them.

Yuuri Katsuki was no longer the Yuuri Katsuki that all felt bad and had low expectations for.

He was now refined.His hard edges sanded out by the skillful fingers of his coach. He was going to win with his Love, no matter what. Be it for his own reputation or Viktor’s, but he needed to redeem himself.

Yet, night had soon settled in over the city that seemed to still bustle even in the late hours. His mind was still spinning, his back resting against the headboard of his bed as he kept his knees huddled up against his chest. He really had done something spectacular today. He had scored first in a program he had scored awfully low in before. The whole skating world… They now had their eyes fixated on this blossoming rose who no one believed would come to bloom.

A soft sigh escaped Yuuri’s lips, his head tilting to the side as he glanced over at Viktor’s bed. He wasn’t sure if he was awake or not, but he decided it was best if he left him be. Yet, his heart was still racing, his body tingling with excitement at the fact that he had impressed the masses of people who had once seen him fall. He wanted to thank Viktor for helping him get here. He wanted to hold him there and now and tell him everything he felt. No… It was far too soon. Once he won officially… Then he could let it come out, those feelings that were bursting inside of him.

( ❝ Viktor…  ❞ )

His voice was soft, a whisper at best as his eyes stared at the others figure with such an adoring passion. 

Sleep never quite comes as easily to Viktor now as it did in his youth; perhaps an inversion of what most experience, but true nonetheless. The older he gets, the more his mind is wont to wander late into the evening, keeping him at a distance from his dreams. It’s easier when he is at home, his adorable pup nestled nearby. Makkachin is one of the best dogs he’s ever had; loyal and sweet, the poodle has the most uncanny ability to know just when Viktor needs attention and love. The stuffed animal copy can only comfort him so much, but having Yuuri across the room in the other bed is... almost a comfort, in itself. 

Almost.

He’s well aware that Yuuri will not sleep well tonight; he’s just done something that he’s never done before, he’s startled the world and won the hearts of all who watched him do so. Viktor remembers his first brush against such a feeling; he was young then, and brash, and in the attention he found an excitement and a relief he had never found anywhere else in his life. Thinking of those times past, he breathes in deeply; it hurts, like the pain of every time he’d ever fallen on the ice hitting him at once, cold and with a slam. 

He nearly sits himself up on the bed; he needs a distraction, something to ground him back in his excitement of the day, but before he can bring himself to move at all, he hears Yuuri’s voice softly in the pale light of the room. Viktor rolls over instead, a smile finding it’s way to his face as he lets his eyes scan over Yuuri in amazement. 

“You were beautiful today,” 

Don’t you dare take your eyes off me. 

As if his eyes could have been anywhere else in the world. Something had snapped inside Yuuri this evening; Viktor isn’t certain what is was or what caused it, but the Yuuri he saw on the ice only hours ago was someone he’d never seen before except in small glimpses and sideways glances. Slowly but surely, Yuuri was growing; growing confident, growing bold, growing more positive. Viktor had come here to make those things happen, but even he had never expected this amount of growth; he’d never expected the effect it has on him. 

Playfully, expecting nothing to come of the gesture, Viktor pats the pillow next to him. “Come sleep with me,” he offers, “You look so wound up.”

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u all wanna hear a fun piece of angst before i leave for class?

every time yakov has told viktor he’s a bad coach or that he could never be a good coach, viktor has gone out & gotten drunk.

when he left russia and yakov told him he was foolish for it, he got drunk on the plane ride to japan. during the china cup, when yakov told him he was a bad coach and told him not to talk to him until he was ready to beg to be a skater again, viktor got drunk at the restaurant he took yuuri to.

anyway i’ll see all u nerds when i get home. im me if you want my skype or line info!

[marciaillust]

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m-arci-a:

I want to be hated as a man who took Victor from the whole world

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dangergays:

how do you politely ask someone to fuck you until you walk funny

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new starter call!

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the butt was good but viktor’s loud cheering for yuuri was Even Better viktor was so EXCITED my boy....... i love..... so in love w yuuri

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@desenchantee | viktor loves judit so here’s this.

“They lost most of my luggage.” His flight had arrived later than expected, as it was; an early season snowfall, an unexpected layover, and all the most boredom inducing moments that came along with those things. Admittedly, Viktor looks more relaxed than he should. The tiny bottles of alcohol given on planes are adorable. He stands, smiling despite his lack of suitcase; all he has now is his carryon, and thankfully a rolling pet crate carrying Makkachin. If they’d lost his dog alongside his luggage, this airport would be in shambles before he ever dared to think about walking out the exit. “But I’m happy to see you.”

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miss-cigarettes:

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@blacktaint | in response to.

“You’re being dramatic,” he sighs, pushing back at his bangs, only to allow his hand to drift carefully through the rest of his hair. it’s getting long, again. He’ll need to have someone trim it. “Care as little as you wish about my opinions, but you should care about this: you’ll kill yourself from the inside out bottling up your emotional poisons the way you do. Talk to me, Sevchik. I’m annoying, but at least I care.”