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another tfln meme

[text] I hate sounding clingy, but I just wanted to verify I wasn’t an asshole in your mind.

[text] I wish I could punch you in the face.

[text] Also - someone is sleeping on your lawn - they might be dead. I didn’t check.

[text] Is it odd that your cat looks tougher than you?

[text] Being alone has allowed me to flourish into a complete weirdo.

[text] Umm I’m too high to move

[text] You’re so nebulous sometimes.

[text] Sooooo how many boyfriends is too many?

[text] I’m stupid and lost without you.

[text] You don’t have asthma, you’re pregnant

[text] None of my boyfriends are responding right now. I thought I had enough to avoid this problem.

[text] Dude, my mom stole all your condoms.

[text] Turn off your phone and go to bed.

[text] I’m wearing a childsize birthday hat and a bib. I am the def of sex appeal right now.

[text] So I’m about to watch a movie, order pizza, and use my vibrator. Am I dating myself?

[text] And now I’m afraid that I’m a pornographic eater.

[text] No one appreciates an amoeba in a balloon hat.

[text] I hate you but I’m not in hate with you.

[text] I pretty much can’t stop smiling when I talk to you. Even when you talk about disease and infectious diarrhea.

[text]  Black lace. The rest is up to ur imagination

[text]  I accidentally had phone sex last night

#❥ meme ❥

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He barely had time to even look in Mila’s direction before he was being bombarded by kittens and a puppy. He rolled his eyes at the thought of how much yelling they’d have to endure from Yakov later, but smiled despite himself and sat on the ice, letting the small creatures crawl all over him. He picked up one of the kittens and held it close, snuggling it as it started to purr. In truth, he desperately wanted a pet but he was never home so how could he take care of one?

“Yakov is going to murder you,” he laughed, smirking at her and shaking his head.

@bolvserdtse || The besties shall ride!

“Georgi! Guess who wanted to come to see you!” The woman grinned before she let loose the pets she’d brought with her. “They missed you~!” She watched happily as they all ran towards Georgi for pettings. She knew Yakov would lecture her again but she couldn’t help it. She missed them so much when she was at practice.

#practicinglifts #their friendship is everything to me

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He sings in the shower. He’s actually not that bad.

#yurvtchka #❥ headcanon ❥

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Georgi was quick to respond. “I had to eventually.” He just wished it had come sooner than later, honestly. He wondered if Yuri was surprised. He would have been if he had been on the outside looking in. He was well aware that he had been a wreck for awhile now. Anya’s abandonment had truly been the most painful thing the man had ever dealt with in his life. No, he wasn’t completely over it; not yet. Sometimes he wondered if he’d ever be truly over it- over her. She hadn’t been his first love, but she had been the strongest. The woman had had him wrapped around her finger for so long, and Georgi hated himself for how long he stuck by her, complying to her every whim like a lovesick puppy. Really, it was quite pathetic on his part.

But he was ready to move past that at last. Anya wasn’t coming back. Ever. It was time to face the music and move on the best he could.

Shrugging softly, he slipped his phone back in his pocket and leaned against the side of the rink, vaguely motioning to their rink mates. “I don’t mind if they know. As long as it stays out of the press.” He wasn’t normally one who believe din keeping love a secret, but Sofia had started out as just a fan. His fanbase, while not as unruly as Yuri’s Angels, could and would tear the poor girl apart if they found it necessary. Georgi couldn’t put her through that. He sighed suddenly, but whether it was a happy sound or a distressed sound was unknown to even himself.

“These things can be so complicated. But they’re so worth it.”

And he smiled.

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@vepalsa

It was just another day at the rink. Training had died down considerably for the day and Georgi had been chatting it up before his cellphone rang. Fishing it out of his pocket, he glanced at the caller ID and his smile was all-telling. He had at last casted Anya and his heartbreak aside (for the most part) and had a new woman in his life by the name of Sofia. They had met back in Barcelona. She had just been a fan of his, asking for an autograph, but the two had got to talking and Georgi had been blown away by both her beauty and her intellect, so they had exchanged numbers and the rest was history.

“Добрый день, принцесса.” he answered the call, adoration dripping from every syllable. 

He had told himself that this time, he would take things slow, that he would make sure she really was the girl for him before getting so painfully invested. But this was Georgi. He always fell hard and he always fell fast. It was just his nature. But she wasn’t like Anya. She was kinder, more soft-spoken. She knew of his past relationship with Anya and had given him the time he needed to sort through his feelings and work through them. She had been there through the process and she still helped him every day.

He was love-stricken already.

And of course it helped that she liked to call first. Before, Georgi would call Anya every day to check in with her, to ask her about her day. Sofia, though, met him halfway on everything. She was truly something else. The short phone conversation consisted of Russian and jumbled Spanish, as they were teaching each other their native tongues.

“I’ll talk to you later, красивая. Have a good day, my love.”

Upon hanging up, he took notice of a certain blond skater by his side, eyeing him with an unreadable expression. Georgi matched this expression, cocking a brow.

“Yes Yuri?”

   Yuri never bothers to invest in the lives of others; simply because he didn’t care for gossip and two he didn’t care for anyone that level of passion for wanting to know everything. No instead he focuses mostly on skating career; that was… until he meant Otabek for the first time. Being thrown into the world he wasn’t quite familiar with, Yuri had more than his fair share to stop, breath and collect himself before continuing.  There was a lot of new things Yuri had to relearn when he became friends with the young skater, one being his own emotions. As the blonde wasn’t used to caring for another aside himself and his grandfather…

  But again Otabek prove that a little difficult for him; “So finally move on?” it was not really a question but more of a statement, and in a way, he was glad that the older man was finally moving on from his previous fail relationship. As it was easier, sadly enough, to deal with a happy Georgi than a sad one. The happier man meant he was easier to talk to, and believe it or not the older man had a lot of good advice to give. More than Viktor at times. Perhaps being in the shadows of a legend had made him… more human?

     “I won’t talk unless you want me to,” he stated, not knowing if anyone else aside him knew about this turn of events. Again, Yuri was not known for being gossip. He will leave that to Mila and the rest. “But you should watch who might be listening.” the wall have ears… Yuri is well aware of them given he is always afraid of having conversations nearby with Otabek that could be misinterpreted. The last thing the blonde wants is for everyone to know of his current relationship status with him… if there was even one. Hard to tell when it came to Otabek.

     He was always so silent… But at least he liked kissing Yuri back!

#really wish I knew how to properly cut posts o.o #vepalsa

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He listens to Taylor Swift more than any self-respecting 27 year old man should

#kaxsuki #❥ headcanon ❥

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✒︎

Send me “✒︎” for a random, dumb, pointless fact about my muse.

Georgi has a stupidly high alcohol tolerance. 

#vepalsa #❥ headcanon ❥

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Send me “✒︎” for a random, dumb, pointless fact about my muse.

#❥ meme ❥

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I’m still a YGO hoe too, man. YGO was my main fandom before I got into YOI.

And I have a canon url because I’m cool ;D --> yami-no-marik.tumblr.com/

@bolvserdtse

//oh hey I used to rp Yami Marik~

#vepalsa #still can't believe someone didn't have this url first??

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Let me just fuck things up real quick

#❥ musings ❥ #good morning everyone I feel like death

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❥ ooc ❥

going out with the family gave me a migraine so I’m heading to bed early. feel free to bug both of my muses tonight and I’ll get back to you tomorrow xD love you guys! <3

#❥ ooc ❥

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Sometimes he just wanted to talk about it; to let it all out to someone. But everyone else had gotten pretty sick of him fussing over Anya. He didn’t want to annoy Yuuri by the same means (or by any means.) That’s why he always got so emotional during his programs. Those were the times he could let it out. He could skate his feelings. Sometimes he even got into just the right mindset that he could pretend it was all an act, that it was all just a flashy show, that it wasn’t so painfully real. But when the music stopped and he was let to the kiss and cry, well... It could really hit a guy hard.

Sighing softly, Georgi did his best to relax his muscles to appear less tense than he felt right now and tried to brighten up his smile a little.

“I hope so,” he replied simply, “You and Viktor seem to have it all,” he mused, “I’m a little jealous.” He wasn’t afraid to admit it. He was honest by nature. 

@cadeinama

continued from x

Georgi’s expression changed in a nanosecond.

His content smile was long gone and his eyes were far off and painfully aware of his surrounding as he looked out onto the rink with more than a hint of sadness. His arm raised, his fingers trying to curl around something that was no longer there; the locket he used to wear, with Anya’s picture in it. Anya… But when she entered his mind he knew to fight it. He was learning from his loss, he was learning from the pain. Closing his eyes and taking in an almost silent breath, he grounded himself. When he reopened his eyes and looked back to his new rink mate, he was smiling again, but it was quite clearly pained.

“Someone once told me that a broken heart hurts more than any physical wound ever could,” he sighs at his own words before continuing quietly, “I never understood the truth behind those words until her.”

#my poor son #cadeinama

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if you see someone being interrupted in a conversation, acknowledge them, don’t let them be pushed to the side. if you see someone lagging behind, walk beside them. if someone is being ignored, take the step to include them. always remind people of their worth. it hurts when it feels like you’re being forgotten. that small gesture can mean a lot.

#❥ psa ❥

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my lips are very soft n very kissable yet they arent being kissed?? whats the dealio

#❥ musings ❥

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how many Russians does it takes to catch a spider?

#oh...it's a spider. #*fucking DIES* #this post is literally the best thing to ever happen to my life

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❥ ooc ❥

I’m going out to dinner with the family but if you would/could/want to, leave Georgi some asks/anons for when I get home~? I’ll be your best friend ;D

#ahaha okay later guys #love peace and all that happy nonsense #❥ ooc ❥

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@cadeinama

continued from x

Georgi’s expression changed in a nanosecond.

His content smile was long gone and his eyes were far off and painfully aware of his surrounding as he looked out onto the rink with more than a hint of sadness. His arm raised, his fingers trying to curl around something that was no longer there; the locket he used to wear, with Anya’s picture in it. Anya... But when she entered his mind he knew to fight it. He was learning from his loss, he was learning from the pain. Closing his eyes and taking in an almost silent breath, he grounded himself. When he reopened his eyes and looked back to his new rink mate, he was smiling again, but it was quite clearly pained.

“Someone once told me that a broken heart hurts more than any physical wound ever could,” he sighs at his own words before continuing quietly, “I never understood the truth behind those words until her.”

#oh yuuri you really got him started #cadeinama

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#❥ aesthetic ❥