anonymous asked:

If you're still accepting Twitter prompts, can we please have an angsty Yuuri was underscored in competition fic? hehe


Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
I can’t believe I screwed up so bad

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
Starting to think last season was a fluke

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
I screwed up all my jumps!!! All of them 2013 GPF flashbacks

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
Looks like I’ll never be getting married to the man of my dreams

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
Wonder how long he will stick around as I crumble

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
I wouldn’t be surprise if he was leaving now

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki
We fought. I told him if he was waiting for gold, he’ll be waiting forever

Yuuri stared down at his phone for a moment, contemplating reading through some of the responses before deciding he didn’t really want to hear what everyone else said about his fall from the top.

He had failed.

He had disappointed Victor.

He was back to square one again.

And he hated it.

He had been working so hard, putting his all into his season.

He was competing against Victor this. He was one of the skaters everyone through Victor needed to watch out for.

And then he screws up his short program at Skate Canada, his first competition for the season.

After everything, all his hard work and training, he only landed his axel.

He screwed up everything else. Fell during his quad. Touched down during his combination.

He had failed.

Yuuri took a deep breath as he huddled into his too thin jacket.

He didn’t really know where he was, he had just gotten upset with Victor’s insistence that everything would be fine and that he hadn’t screwed up that bad.

He had screwed up and he would need another world record or something close to recover from his horrible short program.

And the chances of him skating another world record were slim.

Yuuri glanced around him, finally noticing that he was in some sort of park.

He didn’t particularly want to go back to the rink or the hotel.

He couldn’t tell with people right now. He wanted to be alone, to suffer in his own failure for a little while longer.

Yuuri closed his eyes and took a deep breath, only to jolt when he felt his phone vibrate. He pulled it out of his pocket in confusion, having put it on ‘do not disturb’.

A single text message was lit up on his lock screen.

‘Check Twitter’ -  the message from Phichit read, causing him to frown but unlock his phone and opened the app.

Phichit Chulanont @phichit+chu
Just wanted to give @yuurikatsuki a shout out for still finishing his routine even after all the issues

Tanned Boys @bEtTeRwHeNtAnNedD
skate seemed very forced. Felt like it was more @v-nikiforov and less Yuuri

Victor Nikiforov’s Future Wife @Vic-Nik-No-1
I can’t decide if it was @yuurikatsuki trying too hard to be @v-nikiforov

Victor Nikiforov’s Future Wife @Vic-Nik-No-1
OR @v-nikiforov trying to shaping @yuurikatsuki to be just like him

Happy Bird @BirbBird
What happened to the brand new @yuurikatsuki? Why am I seeing another @v-nikiforov?

Y.Katsuki Fanboy @katsuki_yuuri_no1fan
Rumour has it that @yuurikatsuki created his own free skate with help from @yuri-plisetsky trainer Baranovskaya

Yuuri Love Me @JapaneseYuuri
OMG!!! Here’s hoping that we see our favourite @yuurikatsuki tomorrow

Christophe Giacometti @christophe-gc
Have to admit, bit disappointed in @v-nikiforov for not giving us a more original @yuurikatsuki

Yuuri started at all the comments in surprise.

He never got the impression that he was skating a Victor routine.

But he had never really questioned Victor on any of his choices, other than his free skate.

With Victor now a rival on the ice, he had decided to created his own free with Lady Baranovskaya help.

The former prima ballerina had been a wonderful coach and given him so many pointers and tips, he had just thought he preferred his free skate because he had crafted it.

But maybe everyone was right, maybe he hadn’t liked his short program because of how Victor it was.

Yuuri let out another sigh as he shook his head.

He still wasn’t sure if he would be able to recover from his failure today.

He had barely gotten ninety, meaning to catch up with JJ – his main competitor – he would need a world record.

His phone buzzed again, drawing his attention to twitter once again.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
I apologise for anyone that thought @yuurikatsuki wasn’t him at all.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
We will get straight onto making it more @yuurikatsuki as soon as we can.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
But like all of you, I have yet to see @yuurikatsuki FS

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
I can ensure you that it is 100% @yuurikatsuki

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
Because I had no hand in it!

Yuuri smiled weakly to himself at his fiancés words before closing the app and hovering over the Message app for a moment.

He still didn’t think it was Victor’s fault.

He didn’t get a Victor vibe, but maybe he had just overlooked it.

He lived with the man.

Lived, eat, exercised, slept.

He did everything with Victor.

Maybe he overlooked the Victor vibe of the skate because he was so use to that vibe.

He pushed the message app and blinked at the number of messages that popped up from his fiancé.

He did a quick skim of them before typing out a quick message.

He may have skated poorly today, but there was still one more day left.

One more day to prove that he wasn’t falling.

That he was worthy of Victor.

That last season hadn’t been a fluke.  

Twitter War AU

AO3 Twitter War

The signs as song lyrics I've written

Never been in a fight but I want to fight
Fight a bitch at night
The dark is cool
Fuck school
Wanna destroy everything
Including you

Just woke up messy hair
Attitude I don’t care
Should i even get up and start the day
Does it matter if i do shit anyway

Thought, thought, thought,
I thought if I thought a lot
Maybe my thoughts could learn to stop
I feel my brain beginning to rot
They are so fucking loud
All around
Up and down
I’m starting to look like a fucking clown

What am I feeling right now?
I feel like a drifting cloud
Full of storm water
Today rain is all I’ve got to offer
What’s wrong with me?
Changing tides like the sea
I can be a deadly storm
A catastrophe
Or calm and cool, my bottom lurking with things unseen

I love the way you fuck me 
Baby this is how you want me, thirsty 
I beg love me love me 
Love me more than i love you 
At night i feel so ugly

But not you, youre alive not dead
I hear all the voices that go on it your head
They never calm but you find peace in them
Taking their words of wisdom
They sing inside your lovely mind
You hum along, intertwined

I’m sitting in front of the man of my dreams
Love his dick, give me that cream
His face is amazing, it makes me want to sing
His voice is as lovely spring

Sometimes I think I see god
But then I open my eyes and it’s the same shit all around
Breath in the toxins of a cigarette
It’s all I got sometimes, wanna drown out the sound
Talk to a few and that’s fun
But real quick im done

If I could see your soul, I’m sure it’d be a work of art
Like a painting on a canvas, painted by the heart
You know you’re a masterpiece
A genius in disguise
I wish I could see what you see through your eyes

If there’s one last thing
I gotta sing
it’s that there’s no possibly
Just possible I am the unstoppable
Incomparable hear these words and know it’s me
I do not go unseen
(This one’s written by my boyfriend)

I’m so tired everyday
I want life to be so extraordinary that more than half the time I wouldnt know what to feel or say
Wheres my burning passion?
Melancholy, my minds gray.
Why care when you feel useless why give a fuck, this world is strange

You got me and you got me down for you and you only
Baby, look at me, I want you to be the one to own me
Devil or angel, you’re my sweet, lovely baby.
Tell me angel, have you looked in a mirror lately?

Το άλλο σου μισό είναι εκείνος ο άνθρωπος που θα κάνει την βαβούρα του μυαλού σου να βγάλει τον σκασμό.
—  Κ. Χ.