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The Great Gatsby Sentence Meme

“All I kept thinking about, over and over, was ‘You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.”

“Can’t repeat the past? Why of course you can!”

“Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!”

“Human sympathy has its limits.”

“'I’d like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.”

“I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.”

“I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”

“I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.”

“I thought you were rather an honest, straightforward person, I thought it was your secret pride.”

“I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”

“I’m inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores.”

“I’m five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor.”

“I’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.”

“It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.”

“It makes me sad because I’ve never seen such- such beautiful shirts before.”

“It takes two to make an accident.”

“It’s a great advantage not to drink among hard drinking people.”

“Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.”

“Once in a while I go off on a spree and make a fool of myself, but I always come back.”

“The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.”

“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon, and the day after that, and the next thirty year?”

“Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”

“You see, I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.”

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    howdy hey there everbody i hate school & being alive. how about y’all lovelies slap that like button for a one-liner.

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          heyyyyo. it’s xan again with a new independent oc !  i want to make a pretty promo but highkey?? these get around faster. so, yeah … reblog this if you’d be interested in writing with a people-eating-shapeshifter  !!

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ASK MY MUSE QUESTIONS ABOUT THEIR SEX LIFE

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➡ smack dat ass 

                               “ viktor --- ! “ voice is teasing — friendly with the familiar tinge of allure. he didn’t necessarily mind the other’s action & wouldn’t claim otherwise. perhaps he would be offended if it were someone he wasn’t as familiar with... or not. it really depended on the day, “ warn me next time, hm? “

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HEADCANON || mystery guy !!!

mystery guy’s name is sami ! 

sami was originally hired as chris’ choreographer. he’s who pushed chris to move past the innocent image he built for himself in the junior division. 

working one on one did lead to a lot of emotional bonding --- it lead to them eventually taking romantic interest in one another & becoming involved with one another. they now share a home. neither of them are in a rush to get married & they’re both very comfortable with their dynamic.

he’s literally the only reason chris doesn’t have sixty cats. he is the voice of reason. 

he’s very quiet & withdrawn in public --- he’s very introverted...  but he’s very very in touch with his ‘ eros ‘ . it’s not really apparent unless he’s in private with someone he’s comfortable with... he’s honestly what inspires a good chunk of chris’ desire to portray in his skating.

he’s not openly affectionate with chris because he is not comfortable with openly expressing his orientation. he hasn’t told most of his family & doesn’t want them to find out through social media / television. 

sami is a vegan & he drinks weird health drinks. chris doesn't really identify as vegan but when they’re at home he’ll eat what sami eats to make it easier for him.

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unrequited feelings threads

exes

hateships

secret relationships

age difference ships

ships where they’re assholes to everyone but each other

plaTONIC SHIPS

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❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜

BAD IDEA STARTERS || accepting !!

            “ how about we don’t find out, hm? “ words are spoken lightly… but he was not interested in finding out. he was not interested in otabek finding out. he was not interested in the potentially dangerous situation in question. there is half a moment of silence before he speaks again. his words have more of a tinge of affection to them,  “i’d rather you were safe over discovering the answer. “

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bad idea starters.

❛on a scale of one to ten… how illegal do you think doing this is?❜

❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜

❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜

❛how hard is it to do a wheelie on a motorcycle? how many feet can you go, doing a wheelie, without crashing?❜

❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜

❛WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT FILL UP A “SUPER BIG GULP” CUP WITH 5 HOUR ENERGY AND CHUG THE WHOLE THING. MY HEART HAS EITHER STOPPED COMPLETELY OR IS BEATING SO FAST THAT I CAN’T FEEL MY OWN PULSE.❜

❛is it a bad idea to use mountain dew instead of milk in your cereal?❜

❛i heard if you suck up enough helium, your voice starts to sound really squeaky… wanna go buy some balloons?❜

❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜

❛yes, i did beat him up and i will not apologize.❜

❛complaining helps the situation, like, not at all.❜

❛sooooo, i kind of adopted a puppy.❜

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♡ + languages

Send me ♡ + a word, and I’ll write a headcanon !!! || accepting !!!

         chris speaks german, english & french ! he has a basic understanding of italian, but isn’t fluent enough to hold a conversation? he can recognize a few romansh words, but he only knows the most basic things like… ‘ i can’t understand ‘ or variations of that. i also do headcanon that he knows a very limited amount of russian, but it’s mostly because of a headcanon i had on another blog. i hc’d that viktor would be very adamant about teaching chris a small amount of russian??? ( but if i roleplay with someone who doesn’t feel that, i’m also okay w/ that ) but like —- chris isn’t good at speaking it. it’s heavily accented & he doesn’t remember half the words he knows most of the time. 

he grew up in a german-speaking part of switzerland, but his mother spoke french a lot at home so he grew very comfortable with those two languages. he learned english in school & had a very basic understanding for a while — when he started competing more competitively, he learned the language quite a bit better so he could communicate with his other competitors? 

he learned the basics of italian & the small amount of romansh that he knows in school. he did attend regular school until he was around 12 — but after that, he was schooled from home so he could pursue his career as a skater… his tutor did  go over the different languages of switzerland, but only the basics. chris picked up on what was expanded on well — he excelled in learning different languages, which is probably the only reason he retained a good amount of what he knows of what hes not entirely comfortable with.

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Send me ♡ + a word, and I’ll write a headcanon.

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           he was a creature born for the ice. he lived for life on the ice, for skating & bettering himself in ways other skaters would never imagine. passion had taken root & he was practicing various jumps that he had already mastered... he could do them, but he could never be too good at them. clean landings were key. he weaves his way over the ice as though he had crawled from the womb on it, making some rather ... suggestive gestures while he did. 

he had a private practice with his choreographer later that day ... but people tended to filter away from the ice when he was there. they would watch him, but never join... there was something flattering & daunting about the idea altogether. he had taken it upon himself to take over the rink for the day, though he had advised the owners that others should be allowed in if they wanted. he was skilled, but not so much that another should fear being on the same ice as him.

he had been coming out of a jump --- a double salchow --- when a girl catches his eye. a girl who had started on the ice as though she knew it well ... & just as quickly, she fell. it’s hard not to let a smirk find his features & the smallest of chuckles follow... it was not meant to be endearing, but he would be a liar if he claimed didn’t think it funny. he glides to the other, his grace on the ice seeming to emphasize the other’s position on the ice. he thinks its funny ---- how she bears her teeth & hisses as though she were some beast.

               “ you should be more careful. “  he offers an outstretched hand & a smile. there is a confidence about him, a sense of allure --- though that was his aura, he supposed. a certain playfulness finds it’s way into his tone. he pretends to fan himself with his other hand, as though he were offended,”  ---- & watch that language. it’s getting a little heated in here. “ 

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          she hid behind a wall, VALIANT eyes watching the knight in shining armor as he skated gracefully into the area. she wishes she could skate like that. she was pretty darn good though, if she did say so herself. && she said so. mm-hmm. she was good. when she thought the time was just right, she ran out && took off her skating guards, putting one hand onto the railing as she made her way down into the ice. 

               && AMAZINGLY slipped.

          the small of her back hit against the ice the hardest, && she let out a small whimper, curling into a ball on the ice. she had no attention to heed towards christophe giacometti, who she had just probably startled in the middle of a private practice session. why was she here? she wiggled a little, trying to upright herself, && when she thought she saw him stiffle a laugh, she pointed from her throne on the ground. 

       ❛i don’t think you diddly darn know who you’re messing with!! i’m ferocious!❜ she beared her teeth like a child &&—hilariously enough—hissed. like a snake. like her best friend gilbert who was precariously missing from her side at that moment.

          a small gasp escaped her lips.

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,, , each time they say ‘one’ theme of king jj plays but then each time they say ‘king’ it goes back to we are number one

//volume warning!!! ! !  it gets loud at some parts, listener discretion is advised!!! 

jj makes like 3 cameos i guess lmao

this took me 6 and a half hours i hope you’re happy

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➣ >:( u listen to jj's song unironically, chris

➣ Slap their hand away

        “ i mean — if you’d rather i played it out loud i could. “ 

he had been preparing to listen to the theme of king jj privately. with headphones … due to the hand slap, he was reconsidering the private decision. hell — he had already thrown it away. he tosses his headphones away, pressing play on his phone so that they could both ‘enjoy’ the song.

                 “ acutally, i like that idea  better. “ 

                  NOW, I RULE THE WORLD ---                                                & THE STARRY SKY

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➡ smack dat ass 

          “ someone’s feeling a bit bold, hm ? “ a sharp inhale is followed by his words. his words are bright, playful —- he didn’t seem to mind. . he finds a chuckle warm his throat & a smirk play at his features… the other isn’t necessarily unattractive & chris wasn’t complaining, either. he even offers a small wink, blowing a kiss to the other in a harmless form of flirtation. 

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Touch Meme

Send a symbol to have your Muse touch my Muse in a certain way and see how they react!

➟ Pull on their hair/clothing ➡ Smack dat ass ➢Grope them ➣ Slap their hand away ➤ Punch/Slap/Assault them ➥ Rub their back ➧ Massage their shoulders ➨ Put their hand between mine’s legs ➚Tickle them ➙ Pinch them ➛Poke them ➜ Play with mine’s hair ➝ Feel mine’s heartbeat

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“Wake up! Wake up!!! You’re having a nightmare!”

ANGST MEME !! || ACCEPTING !!

       the time everyone was wrapped safely in their own dreams was when chris’ anxieties surfaced. the demons of doubt, the ones that threatened his peace of mind. the one’s that would sink their ugly claws into his confidence, to his every thought. it was strange for confidence to be infected in the safety of sleep, for fear to settle in his chest & tear at his mind.

                    — YOU’RE GETTING OLDER.

                           —- THEY’RE MORE TALENTED THAN YOU

   —- YOU SHOULD RETIRE

                                        —- YOU SHOULD QUIT.

faceless voices whispered in his mind. they were right — they had to be right. the others — the others had proven their worth… someone else could easily take his place, it wouldn’t be hard… there was a world of talent, a world of skaters waiting to weave their way to the top. to find themselves in his position, to tear the skates from his feet & jerk the ice from beneath him.

                 “ no — “ his voice blossoms in his dream. he doesnt know if it’s real or not… it’s hard to tell what’s real. he had worked too damn hard for this. he had given his life to the ice, to figure skating, to his passion. he wasn’t ready to quit, he couldn’t quit…. he couldn’t.

“no. no. no.” his voice is getting louder, finding it’s way into reality. it hurts his throat & he feels tears sting at his eyes … something is caught in his throat… is it a sob? he’s being stupid — he’s being stupid… it’s just a dream, it’s just a dream. thoughts play over & over in his mind, it was a desperate loop meant to attempt to stop the tears that were drowning him within the confines of his own dream… he was supposed to do better. he could have done better.

another voice jerks him from false reality. the tears of his dreams now stained his cheeks… was he shaking? he was. how silly. he feels a bitter chuckle blossom in his throat & he buries his face in his hands… he takes a few moments to catch his breath before he realizes who had saved him from his own mind.

             “ yuuri — i — “ he was trying to think of an excuse, some kind of reason for the other skater to brush the incident off. logically, he knew that his thoughts had not been conveyed through whatever panicked muttering yuuri might have heard… but a part of him still believed he knew. maybe he knew about chris’ fears, about his disappointment, about how no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t shake the feeling of despair. he could brush it aside, he could pretend it did not exist…. but it didn’t go away. he takes a slow, deep breath before speaking. 

 “ i’m sorry,” he forces the smallest of smiles, not quite meeting his eyes. he’s not sure what he’s apologizing for but… it feels necessary.