open rp post ||

[sundays]

OPEN RP POST

★ please help poor lost danas remember how to rp because all of this feels so foreign, so sudden and new ★ pick one of these nerdos to thread with (hover over character images for personality blurbs) ★ leave a picture, a prompt, or demand that I write a starter - which I'd be happy to do! ★ at a loss for ideas? don't worry friend, i gotchu

CHIAKI MORISAWA	REI SAKUMA	TSUKASA SUOU
LILI AN	SAKON SHIMA	VICTOR NIKIFOROV

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[yokunaru]

[He's definitely learned to be wary of that tone of voice by now, though it doesn't stop him from responding to it regardless. Yuuri would like to think that their relationship--whatever kind it is--has settled into something comfortable, especially after that whole fiasco at the Rostelecom Cup. He can trust Viktor.

Orrrr maybe not. Yuuri's brows scrunch together when he realizes Viktor's voice is coming from his room. He quickens his footsteps, sliding the door all the way open and blanches at the sight that greets him.]

Where--where did you find those?!

[His voice emerges as a horrified squeak.]

[dabstagram]

I didn't do it!

[That much is said confidently, before Viktor shamelessly pets Makkachin, whose tail is wagging quite happily at this find.]

Makkachin helped.

[Heh.

Still though Viktor is humming as he lifts one of the posters up, the one where he's on a throne, and tilting his head thoughtfully.]

Now help me, Yuuri, I'm in the middle of a puzzle! Which one of these is your favorite? Is it this one? I thought the set was a little gaudy but I feel as though I really nailed the smoulder in it. Or is it one of the bigger ones—

[He's not even this excited for Christmas.]

[yokunaru]

Makkachin? [Yuuri sends the poodle in question a look of utmost betrayal. He trusted you, Makkachin!

As soon as Viktor asks for his opinion, Yuuri switches his attention over from Makkachin to him instead. He makes a helpless, choking sort of sound as his face rapidly turns red.]

I'm not answering that!

[dabstagram]

[The poodle is just going to happily wag its tail in response to that. As far as Makkachin is concerned, Makkachin did good. Viktor has been giving many a headpat since the posters were found.

But Viktor is just laughing happily at that, a pleased and amused noise as his hand reaches out now to slip into Yuri's, pulling the other closer.]

Why not?

Shall we play a guessing game instead? Will you tell me if I guess right? We can add stakes to it...!

[yokunaru]

I'd rather we just put the posters away again.

[There's really no point in pretending they aren't his at this point. And though he's clearly pouting and mortified by this turn of events, Yuuri isn't exactly pulling his hand away.]

You already knew I was a fan when you got here. It's not that surprising.

[Considering how much care he put into learning Viktor's Stay Close To Me routine, that is.]

[dabstagram]

Maybe surprising isn't the word I'd use...

[Victor considers himself a specialist at surprises, too. Sort of like how he's hoping to pull on Yuri's hand enough to throw him just enough balance so that Victor can catch him in his arms.]

But definitely very charming!

[SO CUTE.]

[yokunaru]

What...? [Yuuri pauses, wondering if he heard that wrong. "Charming" isn't the word he would have chosen to describe the number of posters he has. "Creepy" maybe.] You think charming?

[And down he goes, swayed just off balance by Viktor's insistent little tugs to his hand. He flails a little, trying to regain his footing.]

[dabstagram]

[NOPE.

Regaining your fitting is overrated Yuuri, especially since Viktor is as touchy as he is. Hence why his arms are reaching out to wrap around Yuuri's waist then to bring him right into a hug on the floor. Isn't that romantic. (No.)]

I do!

It's rather... hmm, sweet? Yes, I believe it's sweet for you to have been so enamored with me.

[why would viktor ever be against someone who love him as much as he loves himself]

[yokunaru]

Oof. [Yuuri huffs as he lands right against Viktor's chest, decidedly not blushing at Viktor's forwardness. (Lies, he totally is blushing.)]

Enamored isn't the word I would go for. [Somehow he's still protesting, even as he relaxes into Viktor's embrace.] I thought your skating was really inspiring, that's all.

[dabstagram]

[it's totally enamored, just accept it.

Sort of like accepting the way too affectionate hug - and Makkachin is excited to join in, nose brushing up against Yuuri's hand. Don't forget Makkachin.

Yet even then, Viktor's laughing, warm and amused and - ever so slightly teasing.]

Ah yes, that's what they all say.

[ok no he's kidding]

Have I lived up to expectations?

[stop fishing for praise viktor wtf]

[yokunaru]

Now you're just fishing.

[Yuuri wiggles out of Viktor's arms so that he could pick up Makkachin instead. As he tugs the poodle closer and scratches Makkachin behind the ears, he braces himself for Viktor's reaction.]

[dabstagram]

[That moment when your boyfriend is more interested in your dog than you.

But Viktor's predictable - give him attention and he glows under it, take it away when he wants it and he—]

Yuuuuri!

It's just a question! [no it's not] A simple, innocent question...!

[he says, plastering himself to Yuuri's back and wrapping his arms around him from behind then]

[yokunaru]

[When Makkachin yips happily, wanting to join in on the commotion, Yuuri can't help but smile. It's not like he wasn't expecting Viktor to latch onto him like that, anyway. He's had months to get to know his boyfriend's behavior.]

You really want to know that badly? [Fine. Wrapped up like this, Viktor's warmth at his back, Yuuri feels himself cave just a little.] You're different from what I imagined, but I liked getting to know you outside of what you're like on the ice. It's...better, I think.

[Then, his words really start to sink in. Unused to being so expressive and open with his words, Yuuri buries his face in Makkachin's fur, feeling the blush all the way to the tip of his ears. He mumbles--] Um, that's about it.

[dabstagram]

[... Cute.]

Mm? I might need to see a doctor? [But quickly, before Yuuri has the chance to actually freak out over it - ] My heart feels like it's so full it might burst? Ah, that's an unfamiliar feeling.

[But not an unwelcome one.

Viktor knows that he has fans all around the world who have an image of him in mind and while he'd like to have the opportunity to meet every single one, he knows that it's not feasible. And even if they did meet him, would they still enjoy what they say?

Yuuri's opinion means that and still much more. So he hums as he lets his chin rest on his boyfriend's shoulder and makes a noise of approval.]

Thank you for that, Yuuri.

[And well, everything else too.]

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri lets out a soft huff of laughter before he can help it. Talk about dramatic. Though, he doesn't mind the sentiment himself. Affecting Viktor like this, making him happy is something that he never would have even thought of before Viktor showed up at his doorstep.

He leans his head against Viktor's, smiling as he soaks up the warmth that accompanies that little action.]

Why are you thanking me?