oh my god tumblr took it

anonymous asked:

i was just doin a scroll on tumblr before i took a nap and then i saw your face and i was like HOLY SHIT (holy shit) HOLY SHIT (holy shit) and like you’re so cute??? i’m love????????

Oh my god you’re all so fucking nice to me like all the time WHY CAN I NOT MEET YOU ALL IN REAL LIFE??


This took me two days i wanna cry oh my god but it was worth it.. enjoy~

oh look, i tried to draw revali (I’m still recovering from the suicide attempt, as my body is still weak, so that’s why i don’t like the outcome of the picture)

Okay! One of my life goals has finally been accomplished! I finally drew Revali!

Okay, okay… okay… okay…. I am a horrible artist when it comes to birds, as they’ve always been my weakness, but lORDY JESUS THIS PICTURE TOOK IT’S SWEET TIME TO PISS ME OFF

The picture closed on itself without me saving more times than I can count. It doesn’t do it with ANY other picture I drew, just with this one! it’stauntingme

Anyways, have a horribly drawn Revali! 

@sonicmega tagging you because…. do I really need to explain?

(before anyone goes berserk on me, i don’t have a watermark for my tumblr so i use my deviantart watermark)


              “Was there music playing? She’d forgotten. The world had shrunk into nothing, dissolved by the golden glow of candles. But there were her feet, and here was her arm, and her neck, and her mouth. She smiled and took his hand, still keeping one eye on the ball around them.”

                            - throne of glass

here it is! finally! my doraelin piece!! :D I’m so excited to finally post it <3 the ballroom scene from the first book is such a personal fave. everything is so perfect and fairytale-esque, I had to paint it! (plus, there’s an illegal lack of doraelin fanart smh) hope you all enjoy it!! <3<3<3 (prints: s6 | RB)


So uh

@reioka@the-flightoficarus, @sindotexe, @somekindofbadromancestory, @feelingsinwinter, @ifdragonscouldtalk, @ironarmortony

 Oh my god tumblr I swear to god tag properly already for fuck’s sake 

 Okay so I’m still not really sure about caricaturing the two presidents, but it’s really late and I need to sleep so here have some stuffs. Also Bucky looks squished in his alone pic - plz click to view? I googled the Disney animation movie and took the color scheme from the characters they correspond.

anonymous asked:

Nicklas Backstrom is ludicrously hot. I've been scrolling through your blog and needed to get that off my chest!!! I felt you'd understand! <3 He creeps up on you, doesn't he? I mean, he's always been pretty and then one day, you suddenly realise you have a volcanic attraction to him.

I understand, anon, oh boy do I ever understand: 

Why is 

this asshole

so attractive?!!! 

At first, you think he’s attractive. And then you see how he plays hockey

And then you realize you’re done, you’re gone, it’s over. You’re his biggest fan, you’re Alex Ovechkin, you’re Barry Trotz, you’re banging all the pots and pans in your house screaming at the top of your lungs for Nicklas Bäckström. He deserves to get the Hart, the Ross, the Selke, the Rocket, and the Vezina. You would die for him, you have already died for him. Your kidneys have turned to stone from following the Caps across the league with each painful shot, your wingtips have peaked red, and every time you try to speak the only sounds that will escape your beaks is a weagle’s screech of Alllllllll Starrrrrr Nicklas Baaaackstroooooom 


Okay so @tyranttortoise made this au a while back. It’s called oceanfell and it’s a mix of underfell and oceantale. I immediately fell in love and had to make some art.

This project took way longer then intended and i would like to give a HUGE thank you to tortoise Bc I basically spammed her with asks about details.

I’m so happy with how these turned out, especially my favorite skeleton, edge. I will probably make a part two of this but not yet, as it took forever to finish and i like not having a project to be working on for once. Also of check out oceantale!

It should come up when you search it but mobile won’t let me tag them for some reason.


i saw someone point out that jounouchi’s flame swordsman was a fusion monster and ever since ive wondered if he actually ever reads the cards,,


I saw this comic on tumblr where it talked about trying to say “thank you” or “I appreciate your patience” instead of compulsively saying “I’m sorry,” and I’ve been trying it out lately and it actually feels really good. It feels good to tell someone that you appreciate their time in doing this, instead of “sorry this took so long oh my god.” It’s slowly starting to become a habit, so let’s hope I can keep working on it.

Why didn’t B.A.P win any shows for Wake Me Up?

my thoughts on a question nobody asked me but have them anyway lmao


  • not enough people streaming on melon. literally this is the main one
  • maybe could stream a bit more on youtube?
  • needed more people voting live and for pre-votes
  • I can’t think of any more hmm did I mention melon streaming??


  • very rushed promotions to squeeze it in before the tour: only 2-3 weeks instead of the usual 4 (and usually groups don’t/can’t win in the first week of promotions anyway, so that only left around one week of being on shows in which we had a chance of winning)
  • I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s TS’s fault, but generally, fewer people tend to buy physical single albums than full or mini albums because they’re essentially paying the same price for less (eg rose was the first time I bought a B.A.P single album), but actually rose is so far their second highest-selling single album, which is pretty impressive 

things out of our control:

  • tough competition: comeback at the same time as other groups with better melon streaming / larger korean fanbases
  • music bank and music core being cancelled during the first week of promotions. mucore doesn’t have a winner anymore, but mubank was arguably our best chance at winning after the show, and because the first ep was cancelled, that was shown during the second week (whereas if that ep was a new one from the 2nd week then we could have possibly had a chance of winning), and then that was it, promotions over…
  • changes to how winners are chosen on the show: no more tudou streaming and I think no more laifeng votes? still not exactly sure what they are, but before we could collect our strength and buy them points on the show (as dumb as it sounds) and spend ages doing extra streaming on a website that kept crashing and deleting views, but now the show cares more about melon streaming too (like the other music shows) (do u see how important digital streaming is)

but don’t let that make you sad! from what I’ve personally seen, the general reaction (both fans and not) to wake me up / rose has been more hyped and impressed than it has probably since matrix. B.A.P have said they have more comebacks scheduled for this year, so hopefully we’ll be able to get them what they deserve next time.

PS: people sometimes compare B.A.P’s youtube views to other groups, where we usually don’t do as well. then there’s the usual topic of some fans leaving and moving to other groups during the hiatus etc etc etc……. well actually, our youtube views aren’t really that different from pre-hiatus? I remember when 1004 (their main breakthrough and at the height of their career back then) was released on the 3rd of february, jongup’s wish was for the mv to reach 1 million views by his birthday on the 6th - 3 days later and it still didn’t reach 1 million. on the other hand, wake me up reached 2.25 million views in around 5 and a half days. with the explosion of kpop in the last couple of years, some groups enjoy immense success on a whole new scale. our achievements only seem inferior if we compare them to others - let’s focus on ourselves and see how far both B.A.P and we as fans have come, and think about how we can continue to go forward!

PPS: nice things I’ve noticed recently (last few months since noir/skydive): 

  • more content creators in the fandom making things: more gifsets, graphics, fics etc
  • said content getting more recognition
  • a sense of humour! crack blogs, more people making funny videos and text posts and funny edits
  • honestly I keep finding new B.A.P blogs to follow - more people joining the fandom or existing fans choosing to take more part in the fandom on tumblr!
  • fans on tumblr interacting more with each other! through networks or just starting to talk to each other on here :D
  • B.A.P trended on tumblr for yongguk and himchan’s birthdays!
  • himchan and youngjae gaining more recognition in general these days
  • keep it up guys I love you all

fishymomdraws-deactivated201707  asked:


~ @fishymomdraws HEHE ♥ Oh please just look at THIS POST i’m still laughing at it pwahhahhhh

Headcanon- When You Retire

-Ok so
-You were not
-Keyword not
-Planning to tell Yuri about this
-Because you know more than anyone that he’ll get salty as the ocean
-And then some
-But you wanted to quit skating, no matter how good you were
-Maybe try different things and hobbies
-So you keep it to yourself because you don’t want your smol bundle of salt and anger and angst™ to be annoyed
-But plot twist
-He’s a sneaky bundle of salt and anger and angst™
-“Yes, Yuri? What’s wrong? You look upset.”
-smol bundle of salt and anger and angst™ has ceased to function
-“Yuri oh my god I’m not leaving you or anything I just want to do stuff other than falling on my butt on frozen water.”
-After a while your smol babe finally calms down
-Still very frustrated
-“I’ll still skate, just not competitively-”
-End up promising because Yuri’s looking at you with those eyes
-Oh gosh those eyes
-And in the end everything is good!

I’m so sorry for how long this took, my anon friend. I’ve had a lot of stuff on my mind, so my Tumblr time can be extremely limited. Especially when it comes to school. Thank you!

The Man in the Pink Cape 9

Author: Randombtsprincessa


Chapters:  01  02  03  04  05  06  07  08

Characters: Kim Soekjin x Reader

Summary: Rescue Mission and an unveiling.

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Jin looked up from the book he was reading when he felt someone staring at him. Looking up, saw Yoongi watching him with a bored look on his always disinterested face.

“Don’t tell me, you are throwing another party and I should be there boozing up and looking for a girl.” he said, his voice harsher than he intended it to be.

“As a matter of fact no, I think you should pick up your dignity, get your crap sorted and go and talk to y/n.” Yoongi said making Jin’s eyes flash to him sharply. Even as he watched, Yoongi’s eyes took on a smug look that made foreboding coil in Jin’s stomach.

“Suga, what have you done?”

“Let’s just say, I pushed y/n a little in the right direction. I still don’t understand what it is about her but,” Yoongi began.

“You don’t know her well enough to know what it is about her and you don’t need to know.” Jin snapped.

There was a pause as both friends stared at each other.

Yes, the topic of you was still touchy to Jin but he wasn’t resentful about your break-up. He knew his secret was dangerous to you and he also knew that it wouldn’t be long before he’d have to give up Damhongsaeg but till then, it would be safer for you to be away from him. If you moved on, a thought that made Jin’s chest clench in anger and hurt, it was probably best for you. He had no right to mount his baggage on you.

“Have I ever told you, you are an idiot?” Suga spoke after a bit.

“You make it a point to remind me each week, you’ve been extremely lenient all this time.” Jin said, running a hand through his hair.

“Well, let’s change that. You are an idiot and you need to man up. You don’t have to give up everything to be a goddamn hero, Jin-ah. You aren’t being selfless here, you’re being a moron but hey, who am I to judge?” He shrugged, his shoulders rising and falling almost mockingly before he vanished from Jin’s doorway.

He frowned, shutting off the book he was reading and tossing it on the nightstand, his fingers brushing his phone before he grabbed it resolvedly and swiped through his contacts for your number.

His fingers hovered over the green button before he sighed, throwing the phone back on the mattress, his body arching back to lie on the bed, arms behind his head as he stared at the ceiling.

It would be an understatement to say he missed you madly. He probably was one of the last persons who would admit to believing in love at first sight but you had captivated him the first moment he’d laid his eyes on you in the library, lost and yet so focused on finding a way out by yourself.

He remembered sitting at a small table at the back, watching as a girl he had never seen before ran across in front of him, her beg jostling the table and making his look up in annoyance as he huffed at her rudeness of not even apologizing. She murmured something but it didn’t sound like it was to him when he saw the horrifying bulging bag, almost threatening to split at the seams.

He had let his jaw lax before returning to his business until about 10 minutes later when the same girl rushed back across towards the other direction, stopping at the shelf in front of his table for a few minutes, looking around then sighing, walking away again.

Jin had raised an eyebrow before realization hit him, an amused smirk lighting his studious features.

She was lost.

She was lost in a library.

Jin had to suppress the snort that rose up in his throat and schooled his features in case she turned to look at him or ask for help. She didn’t.

His attention was drastically pulled away from the heavy book in front of him as he chose to watch the girl wander about for a solid twenty minutes before pity won over his childish urge to keep amusing him at the expense of her troubles.

He gathered his things and followed her into one of the aisles, speaking up in his smooth voice which startled her, making her back into the shelving and throw off the books.

His agility and speed kicked in with all the reflexes born off his years of ‘hero work’ as M called it and he grabbed them, apologizing to the girl as he slotted them back to where they belonged, finally turning to look at her, surprise taking him.

She was definitely not Korean.

Now he felt like an ass, as he helped her with a touch more sympathy seeing as she was obviously having problems with more than just directions. He also didn’t miss the way she looked at him.

From there it was straight at the party where he spotted her in that damned dress and rushing away from the party like hellhounds were nipping at her heels. His need to pursue her was almost impossible to curb even as he excused himself to go do his nighttime patrol.

It was pure coincidence that he found her at a scene because who else would be brave – and stupid – enough to try and stand up to three bullies twice her size.

She hadn’t shied away from his alter ego either, boldly asking for his name. His need to know more about her, as he said was natural but of course his friends had a different definition.

Now that she wasn’t near him was when he felt just how much he’d let her affect him. He couldn’t even sleep in his own bed without wanting her to be in touching distance.

“Oi! Jin!” he scowled again at Taehyung’s loud and deep call for him. He sighed pulling himself up to go see what the younger boy wanted.

When he got down, he was almost shocked to see Hana standing there, her arms crossed as she kept her distance from where Taehyung was sitting with Sarah on his lap, her eyes diverted from the PDA.

“Tae, Sarah, go upstairs.” Jin barked, watching as Taehyung rolled his eyes, muttering about him always being down his throat before Sarah, cut a look to where Hana was standing uncomfortably and pulled tae away.

Hana finally turned her cool gaze at Jin and he rubbed his neck. “Hi,” he said finally.

“Where is she, Jin?”

Jin faltered for a few seconds before looking at her. “What do you mean? Where is…y/n? Where is she?” he asked quickly.

“That’s what I’m asking.”

“I don’t know where she is.”

Hana didn’t answer and Jin pulled out his phone, dialing her number easily and holding the phone up to his ear, hearing it go to –

“Voicemail, she isn’t even picking up mine and Eunji’s phone. Something she never does.” Hana said.

A cold trickled of dread dripped down Jin’s back as he stared at the phone in his hand.

You regained consciousness in a metal chair, your hands tied behind you, a rancid tasting cloth in your mind, your hair sticky from the blood and sweat that had clotted on the back of your head where you’d been hit.

You squinted up into the darkness, barely lit up with a few handing bulbs as murmurs caught your slowly recovering senses.

“You’re sure about this?” someone said.

“Absolutely, it’s the same girl. He saved her that day and I don’t know; he seemed to have a soft spot for her.”

There was a pause.


Another pause…

“So, you aren’t sure if there is any connection between this girl and the bastard that keeps ruining my cartel. What if she doesn’t?”


“Shut up. Is she blindfolded?”

The other man was quiet before there was an irritated grunt.

“You brought her here without a blindfold? What kind of a fool do we have working here? What happens if she sees one of us?”

“We could get rid of her.”

There was a cold silence after this as the sound of a sharp slap rang through the air making you jump as if you’d been slapped.

“We do not hurt people without a reason here. Blow the light. Chloroform her and put her back where you found her. Am I clear?” The voice said.

“Yes sir.”

“We give it the night. If he doesn’t show, drop her.”

“Yes sir.”


“Yes sir.”

I froze for a second as realization flooded me. I had been kidnapped. I had been kidnapped and these people wanted the vigilante, they wanted Damhongsaeg.

“Think, Suga.” Jin pressed.

Yoongi frowned at his hands as the members of his frat sat in the living room, all worried about you.

“I told you. I talked with her then left her and came back here.” He said.

“You didn’t see anyone on your way? When you went there or when you came out?” Namjoon asked; a small laptop open on his lap as he surfed through your social media to see if you’d posted anything about going somewhere – so far, nothing.

“No, if she was taken, I don’t know anything about it.”

Jin ran a hand through his hair, trying not to panic. You had to be safe. There was no way anyone had made the connection between himself and Damhongsaeg and that extended to you. It had to.

“M, anything?” he asked as everyone turned to look at the whiz on her own elaborate computer.

“No credit card activity since the last time she went shopping. Her cell phone is pinging near a tower near that café but it’s likely whoever took her dumped her phone. Jin…” she looked up at him, her lip caught between her teeth, a sure sign that there was trouble.

You’d been staring at the naked light bulb for what felt like hours until you felt someone move into the light, a dark shadow, move to sit just out of the edge of light.

“Hey, um, I think you’ve got the wrong person.” You managed to say.

“Shut up,” the voice was bored but terse as if you talking were making his neck itch.

Normally, you would comply, if shutting up when kidnapped was a normal thing but the way the conversation had played out, it seemed like they were all kids like you, playing to the tune of this ‘boss’.


“I said shut up!”

“That’s no way to talk to a lady.” A cold, hard voice suddenly echoed over your head and you both turned to look at it as the man fumbled about in the dark.

Someone passed you, brushing across your soldier before with lightening speed; a metal stick was crashing down, slicing the air neatly and colliding with the man’s head, or wherever this person was aiming for anyway.

There was a grunt and then the man fell, heavyset and old on the ground with a thump.

The figure, thin and lithe turned to you and shot you a grim smile.

“Hey, y/n, you really should be careful about what you walk into.”

M rushed to you and sliding a small Swiss army knife, she slit the ropes around you in a rough jerk.

“M…? What are you…?”

Her face was unreadable as she looked at you.

“Come on, I think it’s time Mr. Uptight spilled the beans.” She kept an iron grip around your upper arm, the metal rod brandishing in the air in case someone decided to pull something on the two of you.

The building in which you’d been trapped was a rundown gymnasium, with bare walls and the ceiling dented in places.

You could hear murmured conversation and as you and M crossed into the better lit section of the place, you saw a taller, older man sitting in the chair, a leer on his face as a black suited man in a fluttering pink cape stood in front of him.

You gaped for a full minute.

It was him.

The vigilante.

In the light.

In front of you.

He had come for you.

M cleared her throat and the figure stiffened before rearing back a powerful fist and slamming it into the sneering man’s face. The man immediately slumped as the vigilante stared at him for a minute.

“Oh for god’s sake, turn the hell around.” M snapped and you jumped at her loud tone as with an audible and irritated sigh, the man, the vigilante turned around to look at you.

You were about to open your mouth to say a shaky thank you until your eyes stilled on his face and the familiar black mask.

Even with it covering more than half of his face, you would recognize him anywhere.

Your boyfriend was Damhongsaeg.

anonymous asked:

*cracks knuckles and opens my YOI rec list* my time has come (sorry it's gonna be long. All AO3 links). /10249196 yuri is a ghost and victor and yuuri are his assigned grim reapers (9k); /9420221 yuuri's life in St Pets is spread between four languages (7k); /8884927 Kimi no Na wa AU aka body switch au (21k); /8979217 fanboy yurio. HILARIOUS (1k); /8976517 sick yuuri fic. victor and yurio to the rescue (20k); /8770105 victor loses his cool and yuuri helps him find it. phichit is LOVE (3k);(1)

/8905834 where victor is a regular at yuuri’s bookstore and always looks like a hobo. yuuri is unimpressed(6k); /8965381 hanahaki disease au. IT HAS A GOOD END AND I CRY IN JOY(20k); /9137038 space au. just, space au(21k); /9064348 sports au in space. amaze(22k); /8756341 yuuri and victor get married. multimedia fic(8k); /8873695 corporate roommates au. slow burn(8k); /8808556 Phichit and Chris’ Great Selfie War(1k); /9925166 gossip goes wild and apparently now yuuri hates victor???(11k); (2)

(3) /8695081 social media’s reactions through the show (aka yuuri’s fans are Good) (12k); /9257756 amnesia au with aCTUAL HEALTHY COMMUNICATION bless (4k); /9238709 Yakov coaches Yuuri while Victor is away. based on That One Comic. poor Yuuri lmao (1k); /9149977 where victor is half rusalka and yuuri lives in a horror movie (but doesn’t die, thank god) (17k); /9213884 where victor and yuuri talk through flower language (8k). and okay yeah i’m stopping now oops hahahhh HAPPY READING

Oh! My! GOD!!! You are a literal doll!! I love you so much anon!! Thank you for all the beautiful fic recs! I will worship you literally forever omg <3

It took a while, but I made a handy dandy list with links and everything for all my beautiful followers!! Lemme know if any of the links are broken or anything!

I tried my best to find all the tumblrs for all the authors as well, but I am still missing a few. So if you guys know any of the missing tumblrs, or if you notice I tagged the wrong tumblr in any of them, please don’t hesitate to let me know!

Make sure to give them all some love, and don’t forget to leave reviews for them if you can <3

  • 185/120 by RC_McLachlan (@rcmclachlan​) -  Yakov isn’t paid enough for this shit.
  • a great desire to love by lily_winterwood (@omgkatsudonplease) -  For some strange, inexplicable, fantastic reason, Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov are trading places. Kimi no Na wa AU.
  • Blue Petals, Silver Thorns by Grassepi (@grassepi) - When Yuuri Katsuki is eight years old, the worlds of dance and ice collide and call to him, ceaselessly echoing through his thoughts every second of the day. He can see the picture of his life so clearly in his mind- there’s the blue sky above, there’s black-winged gulls cawing in the mornings, there’s katsudon for dinner and there’s ice beneath his feet. All he can imagine in his future is a life of skating.When Yuuri Katsuki is twenty-two, he is supposed to die.
  • cover story by fan_nerd (@wbtrashking​) - Corporate roommates au.
  • fresh off the presses by fan_nerd (@wbtrashking) - Based on his book selections, Yuuri’s not sure if this regular is a horny pervert, a cop, or a nerd.Victor is weird and eccentric, and the bookkeeper is pretty sure that the man has never come in with his hair combed.
  • he meets me where i am by rire (@lotorlance​) - Something gold catches the light, drawing his attention. There’s a gold ring on Victor’s ring finger. “Ah,” Yuuri says, his heart giving a last squeeze, a futile reminder of the silly crush he once had. “Congratulations on your marriage,” he says, as cheerily as he can.In which Yuuri gets into an accident that wipes his memory of everything that happened after his first Grand Prix, Yurio and Victor help him retrace his journey, and Yuuri rediscovers himself along the way.
  • I see the universe in your eyes by fangirlandiknowit (@fangirlandiknowit101) - Space AU.
  • in the spaces between by sixpences (@thetwoguineabook) -  Yuuri’s life in St Petersburg is spread between four languages.
  • Instagram is Not an Ice Rink by ladanse (@bollywood-and-phoenix-feather​) - Phichit’s phone buzzes. christophe-gc has posted a new photo, it tells him. When he thumbs the screen, it brightens to reveal a shot of Christophe Giacometti, lounging on a bench, wearing nothing but a Speedo and his skates. greetings from your local king of selfies, says the caption.Phichit doesn’t actually know Chris - not personally. He has nothing to prove. But Phichit is also, categorically, a competitive little shit, and he knows he can do better.So it begins.
  • katsuki_fc by tetsurashian - Just because Yuuri isn’t big on social media, doesn’t mean his fans aren’t. (aka a social media fic)
  • Rival Reflections by aceklaviergavin (@aceyuurikatsuki) -  yurio keeps posters of yuuri to always fill him with anger
  • Stargazer by Fahye (@fahye) - royalty sports au in space.
  • Stupidly Happy With You by qwartooty (@qwartooty) -  in which Yurio means well, Viktor loses his cool, and Yuuri helps him find it
  • The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten (@braveten) - In which Yuuri is sick, and Viktor takes care of him.
  • the language of flowers by liliths - FLORIOGRAPHY — (noun) The language of flowers, sometimes called floriography, is a means of cryptological communication through the use or arrangement of flowers. Origin: Latin floris (flowers). In which Victor and Yuuri inspire each other through Victorian flower language. Alternate universe.
  • the merry-go-round of life by fireblazie (@fireblazie) - It is 1998, and Yuri is dead.—In which Yuri is a ghost, and Yuuri and Viktor are the grim reapers assigned to help him cross over before his soul fades away into nothingness.
  • the warmest part of winter by dadvans (@dadvans​) -  The wedding is in early February, right after Yuri comes home to Yuuri and Victor’s crumbling farmhouse in upstate New York from the European Championships with a gold medal around his neck. They’ve been in the process of restoring the dilapidated barn out back and turning it into a fully functional dance studio, and the fire marshall has finally approved it for occupation without fear of the whole thing coming down all at once and crushing a half dozen elite figure skaters to death at any given moment. Which is perfect, considering they’ve been planning on holding the reception in the barn, and finding a last minute venue would be a goddamn nightmare, especially since Victor has obsessively planned the entire event down to the last detail for the past six months.
  • Tous Les Chemins by Edgedancer (@radiantmists​) - A photo without context, a few careless words, an embellished article.Thus was born the idea, so patently false it would have fit better in a politician’s speech, that Yuuri hated Viktor. (Translation of shakeskp’s (silkmaken) fanfic in French)
  • Water’s Edge by Mhalachai (@mhalachai​) - For years, Yuuri had heard people say Viktor’s skating was otherworldly. He never thought they were being literal.