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papershipghosts · 6 months
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Happy birthday to The Original Pookie
Wish we could have a huge Goosecord party 🫶 so glad to know you, you make me laugh every day and you have the BIGGEST galaxy brain
Have fun and don’t do anything Holland wouldn’t do
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Love from ken-dom
stawwwwp:3 you got me putting my hand over my face n GIGGLINGGGGG. I'm so glad to have been invited into the server and i promise to interlink our brains again and I'm definitely pulling a holland getting drunk and doing a flip head first over the balcony🫶🫶🫶 THANK YEWWW
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inactive-339944 · 2 years
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Im Rubbing my legs together like a cricket rn hi
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ronhalo · 4 months
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rubbing my legs together like a cricket rn
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b0y1sh · 3 years
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I AM SO COZY !!!
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sdgdfgdfsfg · 5 years
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I'm rubbing my legs together like a cricket rn
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yoyoplisetsky · 5 years
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HELLLOOOOOO WELCOME TO “CARY ACTUALLY WROTE SOMETHING!?!?” feat. a little i will go down with this ship! story about the “real” viktor nikiforov
this fic asks you to disregard a little bit of canon. we all change things in our creative decisions, of course! nothing too major ;) i’ve changed and grown a lot since i started writing iwgdwts
but! the moment y’all have been waiting for! i thought it would be best to reveal in a small drabble on tumblr bc y’all are great and it’s been so long since i posted yoi fic so you deserved something fun and exciting!!!
“Are you sure I should do this?” Yuuri mumbled, resting his head against Viktor’s shoulder. He had been thinking about it for a while, ever since he and Viktor had started dating. He kept talking to Vik, and Viktor encouraged it.
“Of course!” Viktor mused, kissing Yuuri’s hair softly. “You’ve gotten really close to her, right? I think it would be fun! I’ll come with you, we can tell her that we both like the fics. It’s cute!”
“Most people would find it creepy, Vitya,” Yuuri laughed.
“She’s never done anything rude. She’s always very sweet and gives you the love you deserve. And her fics are great. We should meet ‘therealviknik’.” Viktor always put airquotes around Vik’s username because he thought that it was hilarious that someone online was claiming to really be him (at least, by URL).
Viktor, of course, wasn’t Vik.
That was a frankly laughable scenario. The kind that Vik would write in her fanfiction. The shocking, romantic kind that would take her a thousand years between each update because she can’t decide what will make the chapter the best and gets buried in other work and other ideas. The kind that Yuuri and thousands (unbelievably, amazingly, something that Vik would eternally be incredibly grateful for) of people would read.
It’s not the kind of thing that would happen in real life.
Yuuri swallowed and opened up tumblr.
katsukiforov: hey vik!
katsukiforov: i was thinking, and i know this is weird after all the anonymity and stuff, but i was thinking maybe… we could meet up?
katsukiforov: i get if you don’t want to!!! it’s a really weird request and sort of out of the blue…
katsukiforov: i just think … i should probably tell you about myself in person haha…
therealviknik: omg!!!! you want to meet? jsdalkfsa;;
therealviknik: i’m outta school rn and not working yet so i’m super free!!! are you coming here or there or
katsukiforov: i… don’t know where you are, but i can come to you. i don’t want you to have to pay for the trip when it was my idea
katuskiforov: plus my boyfriend wants to come with me and so he’ll find it fun to go somewhere new
therealviknik: i mean ohio is boring as Hell but you’re definitely welcome to come visit :)
therealviknik: i’ll show you the best of ohio ;)
therealviknik: so all of like… three things
katsukiforov: you’re in ohio, then?
therealviknik: 22 years here the real question is when am i Not in ohio asjldfas;;
Yuuri laughed at the messages and kept talking until he’d gathered a good date to meet up with Vik and the specific city in Ohio where she lived.
It was weirdly exciting, actually, that he was going to meet Vik. He’d pictured her a lot over the years of talking to her. He’d gotten what he thought was a pretty good image.
She never posted selfies, but he knew that she was in a wheelchair after many conversations about her frustrations with broken motors and dumb stories (like her tripping over it at 1 in the morning because she decided to push it with her feet instead of her hands).
She liked ants, loved Viktor, mostly owned the color purple, would die for Ant-Man, and had a lizard named Smaug, among other things.
And he was going to meet her in Ohio.
He supposed that explained the time that she edited Viktor’s face onto corncobs at like 3am. When he’d been in college in Detroit, he’d driven to multiple cities in Ohio (since it really wasn’t that far at all, driving from Ohio to Detroit was completely reasonable for a musical you really want to see, or something like that). And, well… once you got past Toledo, Ohio was pretty much all the same.
Corn.
Still, he was excited to go since it meant meeting Vik. Nervous, but Viktor did his best to help Yuuri keep his nerves down.
Before he knew it, he was in the airport, a ticket to Ohio in hand. He checked tumblr one last time before he boarded, sending a video of a lizard chasing after some crickets to Vik before messaging.
katsukiforov: getting on the plane now
therealviknik: !!!
therealviknik: i am So Hype kat omg jaslkdfas;;
therealviknik: i’ll be at the airport!
therealviknik: i’m the one in the wheelchair and the ant-man shirt probably Still crying about this lizard jsakldfas;;
katsukiforov: knew you’d like that one
katsukiforov: see you soon!
Yuuri turned off the phone as he stepped onto the plane. He tapped his fingers against his leg the whole ride, trying to keep breathing. This would be fine. Vik would probably freak out, but hopefully she’d be cool about it and not like… totally go crazy.
The plane landed and Yuuri went to gather his luggage before he could look for Vik. He held tight to the handle of his suitcase, each step feeling like a thousand as he approached.
There were a bunch of people in the airport, but after a second he was pretty sure that he saw her.
A girl sat there, pink earphones plugged into her phone as she watched some video, lost to the world. From the reflection in her purple and blue framed glasses, Yuuri was pretty sure it was something about… ants?
If the wheelchair and Ant-Man shirt weren’t dead giveaways that she’d told him herself¸ then crying about a video about ants in a crowded airport certainly would be.
That had to be Vik.
He walked up to her and she looked up, taking a second to untangle her earphone from her long and unruly ponytail. Her eyes widened as she made eye contact, opening and closing her mouth a few times before settling on just staring.
Yuuri awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. “Um… Vik?”
“Oh my god,” Vik whispered, staring up at him. She set her phone down (and, yes, she was definitely watching some video about ants). “Yeah, but you can call me Cary. Wait, are you serious? Are you Kat?”
“Sorry,” Yuuri groaned, covering his face. “I know it’s weird.”
Cary waved her hands and her wheelchair started to move before she yelped, tapping her wrist against her leg with an awkward look. “I forgot my motor actually was working, sorry,” she laughed before looking up at him again. “Are you telling me that Yuuri Katsuki has read my fics?”
“I know it’s weird,” Yuuri repeated, groaning. “This is why I thought it would be better to tell you in person.”
“It’s super weird,” Cary said, fiddling with the end of her hair before shaking her head. “Oh my god,” she whispered, laughing softly. “Yuuri Katsuki sends me videos of lizards that make me cry because they’re so cute.”
Then her eyes hardened, glaring at him.
That wasn’t what he expected. Of course, it wasn’t entirely unexpected, considering the fact that he had lied to her, but he had sort of… expected that to be the first reaction, not some follow-up. “My characterization is great, thank you very much!” she finally said and Yuuri stared at her.
“It is, Viktor and I have joked that you write like you actually know us and – “
“No,” Cary cut in. “You kept commenting about how I made Yuuri too good at stuff. You’re amazing, and you deserve everything I give you in fics. Shut up.”
“Oh.” Yuuri stared at her, his eyes wide. He was never great at taking compliments, but he’d gotten used to them from Vik, even though she hadn’t known directly that she was complimenting him before… “Thank you?”
“You’re welcome,” Cary said, crossing her arms over her chest before her face filled with a  bright smile. “I still can’t believe it’s you. Oh my god. Lily and I were thinking about getting a photoshoot with you and Viktor at a convention together, and we wouldn’t have even known.”
“You’re… not going to tell anyone, right? I know I’ve dropped out of the fandom quite a bit since me and Viktor started dating, but I just… want to make sure that no one knows.”
“Let it out, and lose you online? No way! Your secret is safe with me,” Cary smiled, tapping her hand against her wheel. The motor turned on, rolling smoothly though making an odd clicking noise. Judging by past descriptions of the motor, he assumed it was almost pristine with only a small noise. Yuuri walked after her, having to walk a bit too quickly to keep up.
“Thank you,” he said gratefully, smiling at her. “I’d miss talking to you too. It’s weird. Phichit is totally open with who he is online, but I just… this is better.”
“Oh, especially. Wouldn’t want everyone finding out about you reading the weird stuff.” Cary turned to him and winked.
The weirdest thing he read was the time that she wrote a fic for her own birthday that featured him turning into a lizard at the full moon and keeping ants. He was pretty sure that no one would care about the “weird stuff.” He didn’t want to read any of the weird stuff.
They walked in almost silence for a little bit before Cary slammed her hand against her wheel, effectively stopping her motor. Cary glanced at Yuuri, a shockingly shy look on her face. “Wait if you’re Yuuri, does that mean when you said your boyfriend is coming, that means…” Cary trailed off, staring at him with wide eyes.
Right. Of course. That little detail was one she’d latch onto. Cary, as much as she wrote about both of them, had a habit to focus on Viktor and often posted compliments about him only. “Viktor’s showing up tomorrow.”
“Oh my god.” Yuuri could only describe the noise that Cary made as a shriek, her eyes wide and excited. Yuuri laughed, shaking his head. “Look, I love you, I love your love, you know I love that, but Viktor Nikiforov is my life.”
“I would have never known,” Yuuri laughed. Between Cary’s icon, blog description, URL, and everything else, her love of Viktor was hardly a secret.
He could relate.
After all, wasn’t that part of why he’d loved her fics?
happy april fool’s day 
i love you i’m gonna have a real update eventually i promise ajskldfa;;
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rollerbimbo · 5 years
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Good things:
-i shaved my legs and rubbing them together like a cricket bc smooooooooth
-i got called adorable
-im v stonie bologna
-im happy rn
-i had leftover thai food 4 dinner
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thirimic · 5 years
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where’s that post about lying in bed rubbing your legs together like a cricket.... that’s what i’m doing rn... my sheets are fresh, my skin is moisturised, it’s raining outside, i’m warm and clean.... like. life this is it
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