#˗ˏˋ ᴠᴇʀʙᴀ ᴠᴏʟᴀɴᴛ sᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛ ░ — convos. ˎˊ˗

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                   “My latest orders have arrived !" The Russian exclaimed excitedly, numerous garment bags on his arms, alongside a few smaller bags, all from expensive designer stores. “I hope they got my sizes right this time — come on, let’s try them out.” 

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ᴛᴀɢ ᴘᴏsᴛ !

˗ˏˋ  ϙᴜᴏᴅ ᴍᴇ ɴᴜᴛʀɪᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜɪᴛ  ░  — musings.  ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ɴᴏɴ ʟᴏϙᴜɪ sᴇᴅ ғᴀᴄᴇʀᴇ  ░  — paras.  ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ᴠᴇʀʙᴀ ᴠᴏʟᴀɴᴛ sᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛ  ░  — convos.  ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ᴍᴜsɪᴄᴀ ʟᴀᴇᴛɪғɪᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴄᴏʀ  ░ — playlist. ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ᴀʙ ɪᴍᴏ ᴘᴇᴄᴛᴏʀᴇ  ░  — headcanons.  ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ɴᴜʟʟᴀ ϙᴜᴀᴇsᴛɪᴏ  ░  — answered.  ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ɴᴏɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴏs ᴍᴇɴᴛɪs  ░  — ooc.  ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ  ᴀᴇᴛᴇᴛɪs sᴜᴀᴇ xxxɪɪ  ░  — portrait.  ˎˊ˗

[viiktr]

Gives you a big wet smooch on the cheek before running away flailing--

                    Half-asleep and groggy as he rested his head on his hands, elbows propped up on the kitchen counter —this definitely wasn’t how Viktor Nikiforov looked normally. The Russian had flown in the day before, and being jet-lagged, he had slept only a couple of hours, which was why his eyes were half closed as he watched Yuuri walk around in the kitchen, a fond smile tugging his lips.

                     His platinum hair was unkempt, bits sticking from everywhere, and an embarrassing 5′o’clock shadow that he despised made him scratch his face once in a while. If he was around anyone else, he’d be very bothered, wanting to sort the mess that was his face — however, it was Yuuri and he knew the other wouldn’t be mind Viktor’s less ‘ pristine ‘ side. Apparently he had even dosed off right then, eyes closed — the feeling of familiar lips on his cheek made him open his eyes quickly, pulling him back to the real world. The smile made its way back on his face, wider than ever despite the exhaustion he felt — “Mhmm, Yuuri ~” He cooed as he made grabby hands towards the direction his fiancé ran away — “Come back, I missed you.”

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                    “We should do something special for the next exhibition skate — like, not a couple skate, something bigger than that ! The whole team of skaters together, doing a routine —” Viktor had no idea how for the moment, but he was excited.

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                    “Yuri — that exhibition skate...” He paused before he continued, trying to hide his grin. “Just — let us know next time, Yakov almost had a heart attack.”

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@ortustella​ asked: -knees instead of kicks-

                 “Ouch — Yuri !”  Viktor let out loudly, a huge frown on his face as his hands went involuntarily to the place between his legs, his eyes shut for a moment as he waited for the pain to subside. If the other was set on continuing with this kind of treatment, the platinum haired Russian would surely be out of a job soon. “What the hell —  w h y  ?”

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                    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 ?”

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“Dunno, katsudon just said you were.” 

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                    “Yuuri — what do you mean by ‘ squishy ‘ ?                               — I don’t think I gained that much weight, if at all.”

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                    A groan left the Russian’s lips, running a hand through his already messed up hair. His clothes were in no way better, disheveled and out of place, which was simply put, quite unusual for Viktor. Normally always caring about his looks and how he dressed, the alcohol and the impending headache were appalling and he couldn’t find it in himself to care. “Huh?” At the other’s words, he shrugged, nonchalant before he closed his fly. “I’m surprised I’m wearing pants at all to be honest —”

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 ( @forgotiisms )

                    He had done it, his third consecutive win at the Grand Prix Final, a proud ( and perhaps too confident ) grin was plastered on his face as he joined the banquet, wearing a pristine suit matched with a tie to go along with his eyes. While he was bantering and laughing along with his fellow contestants, Viktor spotted the skater who had made his debut across the room. Excusing himself for a moment ( the conversation had been getting more dull by the second ), he made his way towards the other. “Roxas, right?” He started, offering a smile. “As a debutant —your spins were a bit sloppy but — it was a great performance.”

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                    “Yuri —” He started with a grin, jogging to reach up to the other. “Since I’ve seen Yakov almost smile today — we should go out !” Well, perhaps the older coach didn’t exactly smile but it was close enough. “I know just the place, they have the best food — you like Italian, right ?”

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                     It wasn’t because Viktor knew little people among the skating community, he was quite sure that wasn’t the case — considering they travelled the world and the people at the top didn’t change that often, he had spoken with a fair amount of them. But somehow, his and Otabek’s paths hadn’t crossed yet, which was a shame because the Russian skater had heard his name quite often the past few months. Having that in mind, when he saw the man in question, he knew he had to meet him in person — so he simply made his way towards him. “Hello ! I believe we haven’t met properly—”

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                  “I’m ashamed — so so ashamed.” Viktor let out with a loud sigh, his eyes wide as he met Yuri’s eyes. “You know what I forgot ?” After a more-than-necessary && dramatic long pause, he continued. “It’s March and we’re in St. Petersburg — I can’t believe I almost forgot северное сияние !” Much too excited for a pause this time, he smiled widely, barely able to stop himself from jumping up and down. “Northern lights — I’ve never shown you the northern lights.”

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                  Speaking from experience only, when alcohol was involved, Viktor knew he got... unusual, perhaps more of an extrovert than he normally was ( which was saying something already ). And as Yuuri mentioned many many times, he had turned into a bit of an exhibitionist on that day especially, when they’d stumbled into the Thai skater and Celestino. After knowing what he did detail by detail, even Viktor himself was slightly... uneasy when he stumbled into the skater again. “Uh — I should perhaps apologize about... about that day, Yuuri mentioned... a bit about what happened.”

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                    Viktor could be many things when he wanted to but he could never actually be patient. Free for a whole day, he got bored too easily and after sulking in the hotel for an hour, he left his room, wandering around in the lobby to find someone he knew — there was a skating event that weekend, surely there must be someone he knew around. At the sight of a friend, a huge smile spread to his face and he made his way towards them. “Please tell me you’re not busy — pretty please.”

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                    “I’ve found the best stuff today whilst shopping —” His arms filled with bags, he plopped them onto the counter, excitedly pulling a shirt from one of the bags. It had a picture of Yuuri skating on it and Viktor couldn’t be more thrilled. “Katsuki merch ! They’re amazing — I even bought a pillow.” To say that he was excited would be a vast understatement — the moment he saw Yuuri’s face on one of the shop windows, he’d ran inside and got every merch possible.