#icearias

[russiancon-archive-blog]

he sees it from the corner of his eye ---- hands , glove less hands , reaching to touch one of the vintage russian dolls . he takes a deep breath . to explain how much it bothered him that people were so quick to touch his things would take all his energy out . he just really HATED it . so instead of blowing up like he usually would , dimitri continues to wipe down the last doll && calmly tells his volunteered assistant to stop .  ❝ do not . you are here because i needed assistance moving this stuff out ... but i’ll gladly cough up money to hire someone && pay them to keep their mouths shut .  ❞

@icearias || starter call

[iceeros]

 It was rare to get sick like this -- particularly for no reason either. As he always believed ( -- at least now a days ) that he was good at keeping his body in a healthy state. Despite the fact that there WERE times in which he binged ate for awhile until he couldn’t anymore. Getting sick seemed like a whole different ball game. Where his fever was causing him to hallucinate and his sneezes were out numbered by his coughs. Lucky enough that there was no compeititons any time soon but then again, practice would be delayed until he felt decent enough to be out on the ice. Feeling bad, extremely -- in fact, simply because he wasn’t able to STAND let alone skate the choreography they have been working on. 

     ❛❛  I didn’t start feeling this bad till this morning. I’m sorry….❜❜ Another sniff, turning on the heels of his socks and shuffling toward the other door with sulked shoulder. Gosh -- he really did feel quite horrible.  / @icearias​ ( x )

[hvstorymaker-blog]

“i trust you to look after my dog.”

non-physical compliment starters

        the younger looks at the older skater, confusion clear on his face. viktor nikiforov trusts him to look after makkachin ? yuri’s shocked. makkachin rarely even leaves viktor’s side, unless he’s skating or with the japanese yuuri. he pushes blonde hair out of his eyes, narrowing them at the taller russian.

             ❝ are you making some kind of weird joke ? ❞ he snaps, suspicious. he’d expected to be the last person viktor would trust with this kind of thing ─ so yuri could only assume someone had put him up to it. ❝ i’m more of a cat person as it is, so are you sure you’d want to leave makkachin with me ? ❞ he scoffs, rolling emerald eyes.

[iceeros]

       ❛❛ You did not just do that !! ❜❜  

                      IN front of EVERYONE ? Sometimes wondering if it was right to be like this --- after all, there was no use burying the hatchet with the media at this point, they were nearly down there throats every single second of every day. Eventually, browns glanced down toward Dorayaki pancakes and how a small piece was taken from the bread and now being chewed and consumed. Though, he did NOT feed himself. Stool was lightly scooted away nearly inches from how close they have been sitting.  

                      ❛❛  --- I can feed myself.❜❜  was his response, swiftly his tongue sneaking way between lips, however, to clean up the crumbs left behind. ( -- luckily hands were covering up such a display. ) / @icearias