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Yuriy Ivanov independent RP blog. 18+ only. No OC's please. Content will be tagged, but if I miss something please let me know so it can be tagged correctly. 

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

Mariam watches the ruby red liquid well up from such a small slit. It shines brilliantly in the light from the flickering candles around them, the glowing runes and symbols of protection. It's too late to go back now. The anger and hurt would continue to stew inside her… Nevermind the fact that this demon wouldn't take kindly to being summoned without a deal. Mariam holds out her hand.

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Yuriy grins as Mariam reaches forward, snatching her hand and pulling her close. He holds it up, the nail of his thumb pressing to the fleshy part of her finger, ready to start the pact. "I will serve you and give you your revenge." He says, the words carrying much power as the pact ritual begins. All he needs is for her to say her part. To offer him her soul.

[oceansprompts]

text message prompts

[text] You okay?

[text] GO TO BED!

[text] hey you better be alive in there

[text] SOS save me please holy shit

[text] call me this date is going so bad

[text] I have way too much shit to do.

[text] Honestly I'm really worried about you.

[text] Why are you trending on Twitter?

[text] Please let me come over and pet your (pet).

[text] We are in the same building, you could come talk to me.

[text] It's not going to work out.

[text] This is a terrible idea.

[text] people have fetishes

[text] They really do crucify anyone these days huh

[text] I don't know why but that really means me want to stab you

[text] That movie was awful.

[text] For the love of god please help me

[text] I fucked up. I fucked up really bad.

[text] I'm blocking you.

[text] YOU ONE BRAINCELLED BITCH

[text] I regret swiping right.

[text] Everyone lies on their dating profiles.

[text] That absolutely can't be an actual picture of you.

[text] This forced open my third eye and I saw the devil

[text] I'm like a child in line for the newest fucked up disney ride

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[text] That's just all fucking sorts of fucked up

[text] Why are we here? To suffer? Every other day I get messages that cause pain

[text] In the department of old man fucking, we've got you beat.

[text] have you gotten any work done?

[text] I am beyond shame, try again

[text] You left your left your underwear at my place.

[text] Don't you dare put this on Facebook.

[text] My brother in Christ you're being haunted

[text] I want to wring you like a wet towel and slap you against a wall

[text] The mind is weak but the body is funky

[text] I'm a zombie the law can't stop me.

[text] Jealous of my massive honkers

[text] We left you to die to play minecraft

[text] She would never ever take away one of these stupid fucking hats

[text] I puked all over the Uber driver's backseat.

[text] I just took a screenshot of that and posted it to Reddit

[text] You said you'd be right back and it's been months.

[text] Can't we talk about this face to face?

[text] Yeah, you'll come learn I just have a thing for milk

[text] Why did you like one of my pics from 2014?

[text] Now's as good a time as any to exchange nudes.

[text] Why would you send me an eggplant emoji?

[text] I write five paragraphs, pouring my heart out, and all you reply with is k?!

[text] Who would dare to lie on the internet?

[text] When I die, please delete all my shit off the internet

[text] He's so hot, I briefly started texting like a straight person

[text] And because I'm god and I've decided that; no, in fact, I'm not done.

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[text] I know you love bloopy reggae jams, now is not the time.

[text] You better not be standing catatonic in your room again.

[text] God has abandoned his children but unfortunately for you I pay child support and I will smite thee.

[text]: My neighbor just told me he can fix my water heater for 50 bucks. I’m skeptical.

[text]: Do you have any idea how much it costs to buy apples? I paid 10 dollars for 6.

[text]: I mean, I wouldn’t say I have a problem with buying Squishmallows..

[text]: Hey, so you know how you told me no dog? *sends pic* I don’t do well with no’s.

[text] Stuart Little is a bitch and Remy could take him any day.

[text]: My roommate just said that Lola Bunny is hot. I’m moving out.

[text]: Hey I posted that vid of you drunk, singing Ariana Grande, wearing all black and people said not to do it again. Sorry.

[text]: Do you think the price is ever right? Like, I feel like it’s not.

[text]: I booped your nose. Boop the last five people you texted or–nothing happens really.

[text]: I’m actually in the ER and it’s a long story that involves Best Day Ever from spongebob.

[text]: I fucking hate you–wait you’re not my ex. Who are you?

[text]: You ever ask yourself if birds see a bee and just go ‘wow a bee’? im high.

[text]: sometimes all i think about is–sour patch kids. bet you thought it was you.

[text]: I love you—not as much as I love my dog. But still a lot!

[text]: I found a cat on the way home and now it’s mine. But it hates my guts so this should be fun.

[text]: I have questions about the marvel cinematic universe…how long do you have?

[text]: why do donald duck and winnie the pooh not have to wear pants but other people do?

[text]: Hey you know that show floor is lava? I may have turned the apartment into that..this isn’t a joke, btw. the floor is sticky.

[text]: I bought too much soap off etsy and now I don’t know what to do with it…I smell like Captain America.

[text]: On a scale of one to ten, how many drinks would you need to sleep with me? This isn’t a tiktok trend…or it is.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

"5." Just those 5. Other witches, true witches… Black witches. They would take a stab at every poor son of a bitch who ever wronged them. Not her… Even if her soul is already doomed to the fires of hell. Goddamn her bleeding heart. "And I want them to suffer." The cruelest thing this demon can think of off the top of his head probably won't be cruel enough. "Take your time."

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Five. So little but Yuriy will make do. "Take my time? I get to torture them then." His smirk grows, his sharp teeth on perfect display. "I like that." He steps forward just enough to make the runes flare lightly, but not so far they try to pull him back. He puts up a hand. "Your blood, and my blood." He says, the nail on his thumb digging into the pad of his middle finger. Blood wells from the wound as he holds his hand back up. "Mix them, and I am yours until I complete this deal." Blood pacts are strong, she should know this. Neither can break it. His promise won't be broken, and her revenge will happen. "When I am done, I take your soul as mine."

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

"That's up to you." Mariam crosses her arms. "I was a white witch once. I was a good person. Now because of some people I'm a bad one. …A bad one who still won't just do the black magic and get revenge on them myself. A fucking coward." She shakes her head and the sneer of her lips makes the disdain for herself clear. Her green eyes look away from the demon's and out the window, at anything, before returning. "So that's why I need you. Tell me how this works."

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Yuriy chuckles at her words. A white witch. Now, he's never played with one of them before. "This can work several ways. Depends on what kind of revenge you want." He steps closer and the runes flare to life, pulling him back towards the altar. He scowls, eyeing them. He can't move from here until she gives him a deal.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

*Mariam raises an eyebrow at him. It's the first time she's seen him look sinister. Her protective runes hold him back, beckon him to where he came from. This demon could definitely wreak havoc.. And wreak havoc on the wrong people if she doesn't try to control him. Part of her really cares about that. The other half wonders why the hell she should after what she's been through.* "There are people I want dead. I want them to suffer."

[yu-riy]

Yuriy lets out a deep sigh, controlling the anger flaring up inside him. He hates the control, the need to be submissive. Hates those fucking runes even more. If only she was stupid, inexperienced. The fun he could have. "I can do that." He looks back at her, an amused smirk on his lips. Killing is easy. Humans are just so delicate in ways they don't even know. "How many?"

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

"That's up to you." Mariam crosses her arms. "I was a white witch once. I was a good person. Now because of some people I'm a bad one. …A bad one who still won't just do the black magic and get revenge on them myself. A fucking coward." She shakes her head and the sneer of her lips makes the disdain for herself clear. Her green eyes look away from the demon's and out the window, at anything, before returning. "So that's why I need you. Tell me how this works."

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Yuriy chuckles at her words. A white witch. Now, he's never played with one of them before. "This can work several ways. Depends on what kind of revenge you want." He steps closer and the runes flare to life, pulling him back towards the altar. He scowls, eyeing them. He can't move from here until she gives him a deal.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

Yuriy's eyes glow lightly as he takes in his surroundings. A crude alter, nothing like the elaborate majesty he is used to being summoned too. So a new witch, perhaps? New, but not stupid. He eyes the protection runes. Older and powerful witches have forgotten those in the past. His gaze turns to Mariam. "Expecting more horns and blood red skin?" He teases, stepping forward, feeling the power of those runes buzz across his skin.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

*It's almost hard to take her eyes off him; all the allure of a demon's way she supposes, but to make room for him Mariam steps backward. He'd just appeared out of thin air almost like-... Ha, almost like some god. How's that for fucked up.* "I wasn't expecting red skin... Horns, maybe. Goat hooves. Biblically they usually paint you guys that way." *She should probably be intimidated but that's never quite been her style. Until the demon shows her something to be afraid of, she did summon him after all.*

[yu-riy]

Yuriy tilts his head. This woman is afraid, but masking it well. He can barely taste it in the air over the incense and burning candles. Such confidence. Yuriy likes it. Takes some will power to not be a blubbering mess before him. "So, why am I here?" Might as well get to business. He never makes house calls for tea and biscuits.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

"I assume it's like the movies I've watched, books I've read. All the stories. You do my bidding and then you get my soul. That how it works?" *Mariam supposes she need not be so cavalier but over the past several months she's barely felt human. Numb to the world. If this is what survival feels like... She would rather be damned.*

[yu-riy]

Yuriy smirks. "Pretty much, yes." Do her bidding. Now that has him interested. Usually, witches want powerful items. More magic than they can wield. Even the odd one wanting to mate with him. Spawn a powerful child. But do her bidding? It almost sounds like Mariam has a list of things she wants. "I'm guessing this isn't a one night thing."

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

Yuriy's eyes glow lightly as he takes in his surroundings. A crude alter, nothing like the elaborate majesty he is used to being summoned too. So a new witch, perhaps? New, but not stupid. He eyes the protection runes. Older and powerful witches have forgotten those in the past. His gaze turns to Mariam. "Expecting more horns and blood red skin?" He teases, stepping forward, feeling the power of those runes buzz across his skin.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

*It's almost hard to take her eyes off him; all the allure of a demon's way she supposes, but to make room for him Mariam steps backward. He'd just appeared out of thin air almost like-... Ha, almost like some god. How's that for fucked up.* "I wasn't expecting red skin... Horns, maybe. Goat hooves. Biblically they usually paint you guys that way." *She should probably be intimidated but that's never quite been her style. Until the demon shows her something to be afraid of, she did summon him after all.*

[yu-riy]

Yuriy tilts his head. This woman is afraid, but masking it well. He can barely taste it in the air over the incense and burning candles. Such confidence. Yuriy likes it. Takes some will power to not be a blubbering mess before him. "So, why am I here?" Might as well get to business. He never makes house calls for tea and biscuits.

[heartoftheocean-xx]

♘ : Demon and ♥ : Witch/Wizard. You can pick who are what :)

*Mariam steps backward from her alter. For just the briefest moment she’s scared - a very real fear that makes her want to turn tail and run. Run away from what she’s done, what she’s summoned. Until she gets a good look at him, of course. He is… Magnificent. Pale as snow with eyes like diamonds. Hair as red as hellfire itself.* “The spell didn’t say you’d be handsome.”

[yu-riy]

Yuriy's eyes glow lightly as he takes in his surroundings. A crude alter, nothing like the elaborate majesty he is used to being summoned too. So a new witch, perhaps? New, but not stupid. He eyes the protection runes. Older and powerful witches have forgotten those in the past. His gaze turns to Mariam. "Expecting more horns and blood red skin?" He teases, stepping forward, feeling the power of those runes buzz across his skin.

[yu-riy]

(Hiro) Night Shift

“What do you mean ‘Stay here’? I’m coming with you.” Yuriy snarls darkly, as Boris just smirks. Behind him, Sergei softly shakes his head. “We got the wrong one, but this one can still be useful.” Yuriy scowls, looking down at the man cuffed and gagged on the floor. “… Are you sure?” Kai walks through, gun in hand, as he works on holstering it. “Yes, and you know why you can’t come with.” The urge to punch Kai rises, but instead Yuriy looks away, glaring at the man on the floor. Since the accident, he’s constantly being sidelined, the others looking to Kai rather than him. “Fine. Whatever. See you all later then.” Probably a few days spent babysitting this idiot before they kill him. Yuriy can work on getting his aim back up in the meantime. Regain his strength.

[yu-riy]

kinomiyahitoshi

Hiro hurls a bit, forcing his body to give up some of the food he just was fed. As Yuriy comes closer, the man takes one long breath before he acts quickly. Turning to grab him, force him against the wall. The gun so close yet so far. Hiro curses in Japanese, hoping he can overthrow the man.

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Yuriy won't lie, he hadn't expected this, but he should have known. Back someone into a corner and they fight hard. Hiro wouldn't have been any different. "Fuck!" Yuriy snarls, trying to wrestle out of the man's grip. Get the gun pointed at him. But he can't manage it. His strength is still coming back after the accident. Hiro is taller, using that to his advantage. The only thing Yuriy can use is the gun. So, he pulls the trigger. The noise deafening them both and echoing through the room as the bullet shatters through tile and lodges into the wall.

[kinomiyahitoshi]

😏

Hiro let’s out a pant. He’s on the small sofa back at the cabin, hand inside of his PJ pants. The open fire cracks and pops now and then, casting a warm glow over the man. He, and a few bladers, are out in the mountains training. The days without any alone time had made Hiro desperate enough to start pleasing himself the moment the others decided to go to their own cabins. He’s sharing with Takao, who now is somewhere else. The sound of the door opening has Hiro’s eyes widening. There stands Yuriy. Red hair dusted with snow. Hiro stares, then a slow smile grows on his lips.

[yu-riy]

kinomiyahitoshi

Hiro watches Yuriy’s every move. How his chest rises as he breathes, how his cheeks are slightly flushed. The sight of his own cock moving into the other, to almost be all the way out, is an erotic one. “You are… just something else..” Hiro murmurs as he slowly pushes all the way inside, taking his time to feel everything. Hear the man squirm and groan under his weight.

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Yuriy lets out a low laugh at that cute comment, his teeth biting his lower lip as Hiro pushes in nice and slow. "Something... Else?" He repeats. "Ha... Am I the best you've had, Hiro?" He teases, body squirming delightfully beneath the man at this slower pace.

[yu-riy]

"Your neighbour has a swimming pool right? Let's break in for a dip." (Yuriy is too warm in Asia maybe?)

Yuriy frowns, his eyes going to the fence that separates them from the neighbours. They aren’t home, won’t be for a few days, but he knows they’d be pissed if they find out. But it is obnoxiously hot today and even sitting indoors next to a fan doesn’t ease Yuriy’s sweaty body. Standing, he moves closer to the fence. “Well… I don’t think they have any cameras looking over the pool.” And it’s not like they would be stealing from them. Just an hour or two in a cold pool. No harm in that.

[yu-riy]

cybersalima

A small amused smile grows on Salima’s lips as she takes in Yuriy almost getting a bit flustered. Nice. Salima sits down by his side on the bed and leans forward to check the menu. “Oh and they have warm drinks… I need it for the chill.” Salima says in a low voice. “How about pizza… and some coffee, dessert?”

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Yuriy can't help but look at her from the corner of his eyes. Salima has such a cute smile, he can't help but smirk slightly. "Sounds like a plan." After they both decide what the want for dessert, Yuriy gets to work ordering it. "Shouldn't take too long to get here." He says, returning to sit beside her after phoning.

[yu-riy]

SIT

–[sit] – sender comes and sits next to a bruised receiver. no words, just warmth.–

Yuriy doesn’t look up from his bruised knuckles as Emily’s skirt comes into view. It’s obvious it’s her because who else wears green tennis skirts? He sighs, right thumb moving down his left middle finger to check if it’s broken. Lucky for him, it’s not, but he thinks it should be. The fight had been his fault, even if Boris had been pissing him off all day. But before he can dwell on his guilt, Emily sits beside him. He expected a scolding.

[yu-riy]

“Yeah.” Emily answers, checking her wrist watch. She has time. The ginger blader peeks up at Yuriy. “You know you don’t have to do this, right.” She says. She helped him out of reflex, not to make him treat her to food.

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Yuriy pauses for a moment, then shrugs. "If you don't want to come, you can say. I won't be mad." Yuriy half wonders if its simply a case of her not wanting to take up his time, or a polite way of avoiding this.

[untitledmemes]

Halloween Transformation Meme

It's Spooky Season! Send one of the following symbols to get an starter with receiver's muse as one of the various creatures/monsters below. Add "REVERSE" if you'd like sender's muse to be that creature/monster instead, or add "BOTH" for both sender and receiver's muse to be that type of creature/monster. Reblog, please do not repost or add.

♔ : Dragon

♕ : Werewolf

♖ : Vampire

♗ : Incubus/Succubus

♘ : Demon

♙ : Siren

♤ : Centaur

♠ : Giant

♧ : Hydra

♣ : Ghost/Specter

♡ : Zombie

♥ : Witch/Wizard

♢ : Mummy

♦ : Goblin

★ : Skeleton

☆ : Ghoul

✦ : Robot/Cyborg

✧ : Scarecrow

✪ : Alien

❂ : Bashee

⍟ : Wraith

✤ : Gargoyle

☎ : Bat

☏ : Mermaid

✉ : Crow

✐ : Fairy

✲ : Djinn/Genie

✆ : Imp

✂ : Toad

⌨ : Snake/Reptilian

✒ : Shadow person

© : Pumpkin/Pumpkin-head

♬: Cat

⇨ : Gnome

☀ : Griffin

❄ : Unicorn

✞ : Angel

[slavblade-deactivated20240904]

hes so fun

[rubymemes]

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of spooky autumn-themed prompts. Some are scarier than others!)  

Send one of the following emojis for our muses to:

👻 Explore a haunted house

🔮 Have a seance

🕯️ Use a Ouija board

📺 Watch horror movies

🌲 Get lost in the woods at night

⚰️ Spend the night in a cemetery

🏢 Explore an abandoned store/mall

🎡 Explore an abandoned theme park

🏥 Explore an abandoned hospital

📿 Perform or witness an exorcism

🐻 Try to find a cryptid (bigfoot, mothman...)

📚 Read out loud from a cursed book

👽 Look for UFOs

😈 Summon a demon

🧙‍♂️ Cast a curse

🔪 Get chased by a slasher killer

🧛‍♀️ Get chased by a vampire

🧟‍♀️ Get chased by zombies

[yu-riy]

"Your neighbour has a swimming pool right? Let's break in for a dip." (Yuriy is too warm in Asia maybe?)

Yuriy frowns, his eyes going to the fence that separates them from the neighbours. They aren’t home, won’t be for a few days, but he knows they’d be pissed if they find out. But it is obnoxiously hot today and even sitting indoors next to a fan doesn’t ease Yuriy’s sweaty body. Standing, he moves closer to the fence. “Well… I don’t think they have any cameras looking over the pool.” And it’s not like they would be stealing from them. Just an hour or two in a cold pool. No harm in that.

[yu-riy]

The moment the door closes, Yuriy is quick to change his own clothes. The dampness was starting to get annoying. Sticking to his back, his legs. Sitting back on the edge of the bed, he sighs and wonders if he should have just let Salima go back to her room. If this will be weird and awkward. Before his thoughts can linger on this any more, Salima is re-entering the room, looking so damned cute in his clothes it leaves Yuriy a little speechless. It takes him a moment to smirk and speak. “It does. Us red-heads look good in white.”

[cybersalima]

“Gender bent Yuriy, am I?” Salima grins, amused at the long sleeves. Yet, unlike Yuriy, Salima would have a hard time keeping white clothes spotless. But she might add a few white clothes to her closet from now on. Looking at Yuriy she’s suddenly feeling regretful. The day ended too soon. He did talk about a meal though, later tomorrow. “Thanks, now I’ll be able to go back and not get sick.”

[yu-riy]

Yuriy nods, eyes glancing to the door. He wishes he could ask her to stay, but would that be too weird. Growing up only around boys has made it hard for him to figure out if a girl likes him, if he’s giving the right signals. All so foreign and new. An idea pops into his head. “… I was thinking of ordering room service. Save myself from going back out into the heat.” He shifts on the bed, smiling slightly at Salima. “You can stay and join me if you want. A thank you for helping me find a way to cool off.”

[cybersalima]

Salima hesitates. It´s almost as if Yuriy read her mind there for a moment. Moving that promised meal from tomorrow, to tonight. Knowing she´d regret it if she rejected him in the morning, Salima moves away from the door and sits down next to him. “Sure.” A small smile. “What are you craving tonight?” Her smile grows, she has always liked food.

[yu-riy]

Yuriy won't lie, he didn't expect the yes. "Uh, well." He looks around, spotting the little cardboard menu every room has in the hotel. "Let's see what they got. I've never looked." Picking the menu up, he sits back down on the bed next to Salima. "Pizza looks good. Fries." Plenty of basic options that would be easy to eat in the room.

[yu-riy]

CLOSE

[ CLOSE ]: while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

As most people focused on the practice match between Kai and Rei, Robert was not. It had taken Yuriy a good few minutes to get that tell-tale feeling that someone is watching him. It was another minutes before he realised it was the man standing just to his left. The German’s eyes running their gaze down Yuriy’s body before coming back to his face. He could see a moment of barely contained shock pass across Robert’s face as he realises Yuriy noticed his gaze. But he doesn’t look away, and neither does Yuriy. Not until there is a load screech from the beydish as Dranzer’s flames flare up from the dish, a wave of heat washing over everyone who stands near.

[themajesticrobert]

Robert glances at Takao, but he declibes with a stern face: he has things to do. Giving Yuriy one last look he tells him good bye and retires for the day. As he showers, works a bit, and rests he thinks of Yuriy. Eyes going to his phone, hoping to get a message from the red head tonight.

[yu-riy]

Yuriy nods, giving Robert a goodbye before Takao has him by the arm, dragging him back and almost begging for a match. Which, Yuriy gives. It’s only after he’s done, and back in his room, does Yuriy pull that card out. Anxiety over texting and what to say making him place it to the side. He should shower and then text Robert. Half an hour later, Yuriy stands looking at the card, towel around his waist. Fuck it. Robert gave him the card, he’s not going to change his mind over asking Yuriy for a date. With a long breath, Yuriy finally gets the courage to text.

[ Sorry for taking so long to message. This is my number. -Yuriy ]

[themajesticrobert]

Robert is sitting down reading a book as his phone buzzes. After a moment he puts down his book and takes a look. Even if he had been able to compose himself after the akwardness today his ears turn a bit red as he reads the text. Yuriy did answer. Robert saves the number, and instead of writing Yuriy’s name in contacts he names it a wolf emoji. “Good evening.” Robert types out. “No worries, I am glad you wrote to me. How does saturday at 19.00 sound? As promised, it will be private.”

[yu-riy]

Yuriy stares at the phone for a long minute, wondering if he's made a mistake. He couldn't have. Robert gave him the ca- His phone chimes loudly and Robert's message pops up, surprising him enough he almost drops his phone. "Fuck." Quickly reading the message, and rereading it, Yuriy replies. -Sounds good. I have nothing going on that day at all so I'm all yours.- He chews his lip, not at all sure what else to say. Flirting is so much easier face to face.