hachidraws:

I wonder if Viktor’s an early riser & Yuri’s prone to being a night owl
(LBR I wanted a reason to draw Viktor being clingy when he’s sleepy)

 

( @lovestrengthened continuing from ❄ )

                     On the edge from the moment he’d seen the letter, Viktor was outright furious, crumbling the page in his fist as soon as he read the words — how could someone think like that ? Of course, Viktor wasn’t unaware, he knew what people thought but honestly, he had hoped that those rumors had died eventually, for they were nothing but filthy lies. The words, on the other hand, got too close to home and he couldn’t even think — someone spewing that kind of lies, insults, death threats- telling that what they had was a lie- if that person was in front of him, Viktor would punch them at the blink of an eye, without a doubt. 

                       He didn’t spare it a second of thought before the paper was thrown in the trash bin, the Russian making sure that Yuuri wouldn’t set his eyes on it. Apparently, his plan was far from perfect and once Yuuri had barged into the living room, he knew something was… off. Glancing up from his spot on the couch, he was thrown aback by the expression on his fiancé’s face —anger wasn’t the emotion he expected… 

                       Standing up, his eyes widened at the other’s words, his mouth a thin line— ‘ I don’t need it now ‘, rang in his ears and he shook his head, trying to explain himself. He wasn’t regretting the decision of getting rid of the letter, no matter how it turned out. “How could you say that ? It doesn’t have to be my job Yuuri — hell, I care about you- I’ll do my best to shield you from that - from that… nonsense ! “ His voice rising as he spoke, his hands were balling up into fists, something akin to guilt filling his chest. The people were using him, the Viktor Nikiforov and his career to hurt Yuuri — he couldn’t just sit there and take it without doing nothing.

 

keycursed:

   

^{viktor always felt nice in his arms, like a comfort pillow or a soothing warmth, something he never wanted to let go of. nuzzling his shoulder, he pressed a kiss to his neck as he felt a pair of lips on his temple. a soft chuckle, another. ❛❛ I want to give you a good day, a special day. ❜❜ one that would hopefully outshine any valentine’s days viktor had had previously. he’d pull out all the stops if he had to, make grand gestures and make viktor feel as loved as roxas could possibly convey. he did love him. ❛❛ it’s booked for seven. and I still have to give you your present! ❜❜}

                     “Ooh ?” He let out, pulling back a little to meet Roxas’ eyes, his own widening at the words. “Any day I spend with you is good and special.” As sappy it might have sounded, his words were true, and he couldn’t help himself from pressing a light kiss on the blond boy’s lips before pulling back. “That sounds lovely — I can’t wait—” He commented, while he had a gift for the other, he hadn’t made any reservations. Viktor did feel a bit guilty about it but the sole fact that Roxas had made plans and cared was enough to make him smile from one ear to another.“However— like I said, just spending time with you is more than enough.”

 

kaxsudon:

        ❝ But… if I did, you might not have anything else to wear! ❞

_{єαcн кιѕѕ, єαcн ωσя∂, each anything that came from Victor sent a rush of overwhelming emotions through him, but Yuuri being Yuuri, he could only nibble on his lip and silently bubble in his own boyish excitement. His face was painted deep pink, and he was already so close to the other, yet unable to keep himself from pressing even more, pressing impossibly close as a blissful hum passed his throat.}

        ❝ I have my own clothes–and all the ones you bought for me–but I’ll just borrow this one for now. I like how it looks! ❞ andhowitsmells–  

                   “Now, would that be so bad ?” Viktor purred, his tone teasing. He reveled in the way Yuuri blushed and a small laugh left his lips, containing so much love and adoration directed at the other. Shifting a bit, he now fully wrapped his arms around him, burying his face in soft black hair. “I like the way it looks too — “ He murmured before he pulled back, wanting to meet the brown eyes eyes. “Do consider my offer though — you can always borrow my clothes.”

 

appassiceonato:

_{when the topic had shifted,  attention had already fast begun to wane - costumes were often the last think he thought about. his thought & focus was predominated instead first by the skating routine, then by competitive nature,  by petty digressions … & only then would come thought of elaborate costume. sure, the other’s ideas were hardly dull — B U T he could only stand so much.} 

           _{‘ i was …}

_{it was his turn to trail off, though his pause was intentional. green eyes glimmered with a trace of edged amusement, reflected too in the crooked lilt of his lips.}

           _{‘ until you stopped saying interesting things.}

                    Viktor clicked his tongue, the deep frown on his lips more of a dramatic detail than anything else. As genuinely interested as he was with designing costumes, Yuri’s… nonchalance didn’t exactly surprise him, used to the sharp edge of his words. If they were coming from someone else’s mouth, he might have been offended or even taken aback, but luckily it wasn’t the case. “Your words wound me Yuri — I could have helped you with yours, you know-” Well, he wasn’t particularly ‘ good ‘ with remembering things, so he made a mental note to not promise anything, they all knew how that worked out last time. “There are many high-end designers I know that could help — While looks might not be everything on the ice, they are a very important factor.”

 

keycursed:

    ^{that was better. already, the russian looked more like himself - presentable and almost porcelain in his features, pale in contrast in roxas’ tanned skin. sat on the corner of the bed, one leg tucked underneath another, limbs lithe and clad and comfortable clothes, he smiled softly, dimples showing in his cheeks. though, he looked more relaxed, more relieved, now that viktor seemed to be faring better. ❛❛ I told you it would. ❜❜ there was an unsaid ‘told you so’ in his tone, evident by how his smile seemed to become a little bit more cocky, though the benevolent emotions present moments before still lingering in his expression. ❛❛ you wanted a head massage, right? ❜❜ a small hand patted the space on the bed next to him, softly patting the comforter as he beckoned the older male. ❛❛ afterwards, we’ll get you some food. ❜❜}

                   Only a wearing a pair of black briefs, the Russian didn’t bother with wearing his pajamas, knowing that Roxas had seen him naked once or twice before — the hotel robe was good enough. Throwing the towel that he dried his hair on the table, he gave the other a small nod, grinning as he made his way towards him. “Yes please—” The shower left him feeling more refreshed comparatively but the headache was still a constant reminder of the night before. He plopped himself down on the bed and put his head on Roxas’ lap, closing his eyes, comfortable. “Sounds good— I need you to get rid off my headache with your magical fingers first, though.”

 

( @blades-of-ice liked ❄ )

                    Unlocking the door to their flat, Viktor’s arms were full off bags, from groceries to… other surprises for his fiancé. Closing the door behind him, he stepped inside, a huge grin on his face. “Yuuri ! Where are you ?” He cooed, setting most of the bags on the kitchen counter before he made his way to the living room, draping himself from the back of the couch to the other, pressing a fond kiss on his cheek. “Guess what I bought for tonight ?”

 

ＶＩＫＴＯＲ && ＹＵＵＲＩ ( mythology au )

         In the darkness, two shadows,
         reaching through the hopeless, heavy  d u s k .
         Their hands meet, and light spills in a _flood
         like a hundred 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔰 pouring out of the ˗ˏˋ SUN ˎˊ˗

 

phaenomenxn:

Sightseeing… Anna took the time to actually think about that, a finger tapping against her lips, green eyes staring up at the sky. “Well, there is this awesome apiary about five miles out of the city proper. The beekeeper is a charming old man who gives free tours of the yard and even lets you try collecting the honey if you want to. His honey is a delight, and pretty cheap too.” He was one of her regular customers back at the flower shop, and more than once had he asked her to do some yard work. He was adorable, really, and seemed to appreciate what she did so much… “There’s, um, there’s also an old manor up for visiting in the countryside. It’s pretty old, been built in the 1600’s ? If I remember well.” Other than that… The city wasn’t that big, and if anything, New York was about forty minutes away. “Oh… Bahij ?” The blonde looked down at the dog, who was sitting, a stick in his mouth and tail waggling wildly. “Yeah, of course ! He loves making new friends. Seriously, if a thief got into my house, he’d probably smother them in licks and cuddles.”

                    “Apiary ?” Viktor let out, trying the word on his lips, needing a moment to understand what that was — then she continued and it was easy to get it from the context alone. He raised an eyebrow, a curious ‘huh’ leaving his mouth, he had never gone to an aviary before, or met a beekeeper of any sort — hadn’t thought about bees at all. It did sound quite interesting though, something he hadn’t done before, which was why he was already considering going there. “The first option sounds quite exciting !” His words sincere, he gave her a wide smile, continuing to pet the dog. Both of his hands on the sides of the dog’s face, he scratched its chin, letting out a laugh at the excitement that radiated from the pet. “He’s adorable — I have a poodle too, his name’s Makkachin, they would get along perfectly. I had to leave him back in Russia though.” He commented, trying to ignore how much he missed his pet. “About the aviary — could you perhaps give me some directions ? I’ll probably go there now, I have some time off until tomorrow—”

 

OOC: aah hey hey ! i’ve been doing & drafting replies for a while now, how crazy is that ? i’ll definitely be around whole evening/night as i’ll try to tackle the rest as many as i can !! let me know & hit me up if you’d like to plot/talk/yell at me for replies, though ! my sk.pe is kayraasi, you can add me there too w/ your url !

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