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periaptly replied to your post “I BOUGHT A BEAUTIFUL RAINBOW HIGHLIGHTER TODAY”
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victorykatsudon replied to your post “I BOUGHT A BEAUTIFUL RAINBOW HIGHLIGHTER TODAY”
Ooh what brand? Sounds gay I want one
essence glow like a mermaid highlighter! the mermaid tail design and the pastel colours make me SO happy
ask meme: victor + yuuri 5?
[content note for intrusive thoughts and body image issues]5. things you didn’t say at all“You could just ask him why he came,” Phichit says. Yuuri doesn’t have to answer - the look on his face is all it takes for Phichit to add, sighing, “What’s the worst he could say?”
“I can’t believe you thought I was Victor Nikiforov,” Yuuri recites dully. “I’m a serial killer wearing his face and now I’m going to kill your family.”
Phichit makes a small, distressed noise. “Sunshine. Light of my life. Why was that on the tip of your tongue.”
***
He thinks about the question seriously, later. Not all the time, but over and over again.
You’re pathetic, when he sinks to the lip of the rink and rides out the trembling waves of a failed jump.
Don’t you have any self-control, when his eyes slip from his own dinner to Victor’s.
I’ve shown you a dozen times, when he’s on the ice until dark, falling over and over. Why can’t you do it?
He knows Victor know, though, knows those words would never come out of his mouth. Knows that when he says “What can I get you, what do you need,” and “Have some, you need the calories,” and “It’s okay, let’s try it tomorrow, we have time,” he means it. Yuuri keeps thinking the hypotheticals anyway.
It’s the furthest thing from Phichit’s fault, but he feels bad, thinking about how bad Phichit would feel if he knew. Yuuri’s brain can twist anything with enough work. It’s what it does.
***
“That looks painful,” Victor murmurs, in the hotel in Okayama. His fingertips skim the edges of Yuuri’s bruised face.
Kiss it better.
Yuuri blinks, startled. No. That’s not the worst thing Victor could say. That’s the worst thing he could say.
***
“I think you missed some makeup,” Victor says, in the locker room in Beijing.
“Huh?” Yuuri reaches up and touches his shower-fresh face, as if he could feel any makeup still there. “No, I don’t think so?”
“So you just look good this naturally?” Victor smiles. It’s tentative, slow. “Wow.”
Yuuri smiles back, hums. He’s so tired and so awake at the same time. “Smooth.”
“I do my best.” He brushes Yuuri’s wet hair back. His hand feels unsteady.
I can’t believe I kissed you, rises to the top of Yuuri’s mind, unbidden.
“I can’t believe I kissed you,” Victor says. But out loud, the tone is different. Reverent.
“Do you…” Yuuri swallows. “Want to do it again?”
With a rush of a laugh, Victor closes the distance.
@periaptly replied to your post: @periaptly replied to your post “@periaptly...
where are you going!!! when will the universe bring us together
i’m going all over!!!! well all over europe with a slight detour in northern africa. rn the game plan is: portugal (sep 13-25); morocco (sep 25-oct 15); spain (oct 16-23); france (oct 24-nov 7); paris and see if shakespeare & co. will take me in for a month (!!!!); uk (dec 7-31); greece & italy (january); and then if i have any more juice in me maybe albania (february)
come hang out with me somewhere!!!!
hawthorntrees replied to your post “i have a date later, i’m excited”
!!!!!
periaptly replied to your post “i have a date later, i’m excited”
HAVE SO MUCH FUN!!
daswarschonkaputt replied to your post “i have a date later, i’m excited”
!! Have fun at the market!
thank you v much!!! it was not so good i think? i mean we got along pretty well and we both had churros which was great, but half the stalls were closed and we ended up only staying 45 min. while i was working up the nerve to ask if she wanted to get coffee she said she had to get home before it got dark. but it’s ok. i will send her a thank you message tomorrow
ooo ideal gf: delighted by life!!! really passionate/curious about Something. 'what turns you on' 'internal consistency,' will take dance classes with me, makes me go 'woah i hadn't thought about that,' straight up tells me if i'm being shitty, good hugs/down to cuddle, braver than me what about you!!
this is a beautiful answer!!!!! a lovely & sweet girl for lovely & sweet you ;; hope you find her real soon, and when you do, i’ll be there cheering for you!!
hmmMMMm i always say i dream of a bold, cool, outgoing girl with hella confidence and boss-bitch stride and the smirk (The Smirk!!!!), but in reality??? i end up falling for the quiet ones lmao. soft!!!! and cute!!!! and affectionate, with the sweetest smile, will turn to me with laughter already in her eyes when she sees something she knows we’ll both find funny. probably at least chapstick levels of femme. kind and gentle, which is not the same as timid!!! i could tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear
that shiro yuri on ice eyeshadow called GOOD-LOOKING FOREIGNER is, you know, wow!! amazing!!
periaptly said: pics of lipstick????????
mountliang said: new lipstick is truly magical
there u go. it does feel magical
yuuri+victor 3 or 16?
was this inspired by your art? absolutely
(meme)
16 done here!
3. things you said too quietly
Viktor wakes up to Yuuri looking at him. Yuuri’s sitting up in bed, curled against the headboard with one arm over Makkachin and Makkachin’s head and paws in his lap, and his eyes are sleep-crusted; he must’ve just woken up himself. Viktor gazes at them both for a bleary minute or two, unsurprised.
‘You scared me last night,’ Yuuri says, his voice very quiet. Makkachin’s still asleep, snuggled between them; it doesn’t seem right to talk about these things in front of Makkachin.
And yet you’re still here, Viktor does not think. He puts a hand out to feel Yuuri. Yuuri smoothes Viktor’s hair back from his forehead.
‘Really?’ Viktor can’t remember what he said last night. He must have said a lot of things, then. ‘I’m sorry.’
Yuuri makes a low, dissatisfied noise full of the matter-of-fact stubbornness Viktor adores: don’t be sorry, what’s the point. He puts his arms around Viktor and pulls Viktor’s head into his lap. Viktor twists around to put his cheek against the cool, velvety skin exposed where Yuuri’s shirt rides up. His mind goes comfortably blank, but Yuuri’s must still be lingering on some forgotten remark or other, for Yuuri asks:
‘Do you really think that?’
Viktor has no idea what Yuuri’s talking about. Viktor thinks a lot of things. Viktor replies anyway (muffled into Yuuri’s belly, arm draped over Yuuri’s thighs), ‘Sometimes.’
Above him, there’s a long pause. When Viktor glances up, Yuuri looks so upset that Viktor slips his hand beneath Yuuri’s shirt to get his palm on Yuuri’s skin. Yuuri cups the back of Viktor’s head. Next to them, Makkachin snuffles and seems to be stirring, and Yuuri absently reaches out and scratches between Makkachin’s ears to soothe him back into slumber.
‘You make me better,’ Viktor says.
‘How?’
‘By being you.’
Yuuri is holding him very tightly. Viktor turns his head to press his lips to the inside of Yuuri’s elbow. His eyelashes brush Yuuri’s skin. ‘I wish I could make you better all the time.’
cafecliche replied to your post: yuuri+victor 3 or 16?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ;_;
cafecliche replied to your post: yuuri+victor 3 or 16?
did you know that you write the most devastating Viktor of all time
oh god
that’s a nice thing to be known for actually
periaptly replied to your post: yuuri+victor 3 or 16?
guh bb this is gorgeous
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