#liizaveta

[thaiceprince-blog]

@liizaveta shouldn’t be here

“...Okay, I hope you’re actually supposed to be here this time, and you’re not here to come and steal my plushies.” Phichit gave the little girl a look, but he still passed along a plate to get at the food.

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“Happy valentine’s day my beautiful myshka.” He crouched down to her level, pressing a kiss to her forehead before carding his hands through her beautiful hair.

He was still amazed that this beautiful girl was in his life now, and he knew that if anything were to happen to her he’d be devastated. 

Seeing her smile, he couldn’t help but coo and gasp in awe at her, “you’re so beautiful zvyozdochka! I love you so much!” He pulled her in for a tight hug, smiling widely into her hair.

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Anja had been walking around just to get some fresh air. It had been a good while sine she had gone for a walk for anything other than training.  Which she was training was almost all the time. Today she had decided to just rest and enjoy a day out. She would normally wear a hat and gloves to hide her stark white hair and the scaring on her left hand, but today she had decided to not do so. 

The white haired girl walked along the streets ignoring the glares and weird looks. It wasn’t everyday they saw a “boy” with stark white hair. She was wearing one of her more boyish outfits today, which consisted of a white button down shirt(long sleeved) a light grey vest and black jeans and dark grey combat boots. She even had a little red tie at the top of her shirt. It was one of her favorite outfits.  

She hummed as she walked along the streets, but stopped when she had noticed a small girl walking about. She wasn’t sure if the girl was lost or not, but it had pulled on her heartstrings to see the lone child. She walked over to the girl and bent down slightly.

”Are you lost sweetie?” She a small smile after the question, hoping that the other would be to startled at her sudden question.

[thaiceprince-blog]

@liizaveta just skated!

“Oh, whoa, that’s a lot of hamster toys... Uh, would you like one? I usually donate most of them.”

[shadowesqxe]

❝ Aaaah! I’m starving, let’s go get something to eat! ❞

Despite himself, the small girl’s happy smile somehow managed to get him to agree. However, he still wasn’t sure how he ended up on babysitting duty...

“Alright, where do you want to go?”

McDonalds, hopefully. That would suffice, right?

[thaiceprince-blog]

✬

Send me a “✬” and I’ll generate a number (Childish activities version) :21. sledding 

Phichit huddled on the back of the sled behind her, and while his hands were wrapped around to hold the reins, those hands were shaky hands. Shaky and shivering from the cold. Can you blame him? He came from the tropics, and he’d definitely never decided to go sled down a hill of ice cold snow and possibly die. And then he was going to kill his best friend’s daughter-in-law and his hamsters will be parentless, and damn it, he should’ve written a will before doing this.

“I really hope you know how to do this, because I don’t.”

[thaiceprince-blog]

( ✉ → sms ) i used your pics to catfish someone, and since they bought me a laptop… you have a date with them tomorrow.

TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS !

To: Yuuri’s kid??

[text] Kid I’m in Bankok[text] Can’t you have just asked Viktor?[text] No luck lol

[viiktr]

(one more time) make viktor blush( with parental love ): runs up in the middle of movie night between him && yuuri, climbs on his lap && falls asleep on him, soft snores leaving her body.

( make my muse blush | not accepting )

                          It was a lazy evening, Yuuri laying on one side of the couch and Viktor on the other, watching a romantic comedy they’ve watched umpteen times before, while Liza was in her room, hopefully sound asleep. Viktor was so fond of times like this, where his family was around him, all safe, happy, without a care in the world. Compared to how he had been only a couple of years ago, it was difficult to believe that it was the same place, the same flat in St. Petersburg. It used to be only him and Makkachin, silent nights, spent mostly alone — now he had everything and he must stop and pinch himself sometimes to make sure it’s not a dream.

                          A pair of small footsteps echoed through the hall, and since they were too silent to be Makkachin’s, Viktor turned his head to the entrance of the living room, just as his daughter wandered inside, “Hey, dushka — why are you awake at this hour ?” He asked, a hint of worry in his tone before the girl climbed up and lay down on his lap. She quickly fell asleep and a warm smile spread to Viktor’s lips, she was adorable. Once he made sure she was asleep, an idle hand ran through her hair gently and he glanced over to Yuuri who was also dozing off peacefully. A sudden rush off affection hit him and his smile widened — yeah, he loved his life.