Pasik pls!

Azert, mert a hangom “kislanyos” a teloban… meg nem vagyok eretlen :D
Van fogalmatok rola, hogy az mit jelent amugy? :D vagy csak vagdalkoztok neha? :D
Felhiv… randit ker…majd azt mondja, hogy “milyen kis eretlen vagy a hangod alapjan” … anyad! :D :D

You guys, I talked to my professor about the survey and the results from it and she told me that she hadn’t expected that big a response at all and that it was more than enough for me to base my paper on it and that, since when she asked me additional questions I could answer them in detail, she was going to connect me to someone who specialises in the fandom/fanfiction spaces in general so that I can work with them. Thank you all so much for participating!

Just take this from an older blogger

PLEASE be cautious if you are a minor in fandom spaces. Block without thinking, stop interacting if you ever feeling unsafe, and trust your gut no matter what. If someone is making you uncomfortable cut off contact. You owe them nothing. There is nothing wrong with only interacting with bloggers your age. With adding ‘Do not follow if you are over X age” and blocking those who ignore the rule. 

my favourite paranormal memes:

  • circling something really obvious in red
  • ignoring the really obvious thing and instead circling something completely irrelevant in red
  • #confirmed
  • [cryptid] is real he sucked my dick behind an arbys
Dilidokinal 2. felvonas kovetkezik 5 perc mulva...

Mivel qva jol vagyok, ezert vagy azt fogja gondolni, hogy szedek valamit a gyogyszeren kivul, vagy most jon ra, hogy dilihazba kell kuldenie.. :D

Am a gyogyszert se szedem! :D es 4 napja az eletemet is eldobtam volna, olyan szarul voltam. :D

anyway victuuri because it’s 4 am

  • Makkachin steals the blankets.
  • Victor loves being little spoon and when he wakes up with Yuuri’s arms around him he just nuzzles them or traces over the skin until their alarm goes off. 
  • Yuuri wakes up FAST but he still hates it. Victor is more of a morning person but he still needs a coffee before he can actually think beyond “Hold fiance. Take shower. Call fiance cute.” 
  • Yuuri drinks his coffee black because college hurts us all. Victor is shocked and disgusted and dumps 60 cookie and cream creamers into his coffee before he deems it semi-responsible to drink. 
  •  When they grab the wrong coffee cup on accident it’s turmoil. 
  • Y: “You need to shave.” V: “I don’t wanna shave.” Y: “And I don’t want beard burn. Go shave.” then 5 mins later he’s kissing Victor’s cheek.
  • Wearing each other’s clothes is just routine to them. They’re about the same size. (Most of Yuuri’s clothes tend to be looser anyway due to his weight changes through the year) so their closet is just a mix of clothes about a month after Yuuri moves in. Especially their work out stuff.
  • Wearing each other’s jackets though will always be their favorite and when Yuuri has bad days he’ll just wear Victor’s hoodies and sleep on the couch with Makkachin. 
  • Victor does the same thing only in Yuuri’s sweats. 
  • They both love touching each other. Like, Yuuri will be talking and Victor would touch his lower back. They’ll hook pinkies or hands without thinking while walking. Their hands will overlap on the boards as they talk to other skaters. Leaning on each for balance while stretching, messing with their skates, or exhausted by practice. 
  • They just love touching each other. 
  • Yuuri loves the all natural stuff the Inn uses and used to get some in his care packages from home in college, and when he moves to Saint Petersburg Victor stocks their bathroom up with it. Most of it are oils to put in the bath or home made soaps. Victor’s skin is just #Thankful.
  • Yuuri rambling pet names while kissing Victor because it destroys Victor. He can dish it out but he can’t handle it. 
  • The same when Yuuri cuddles him and wraps his arms around him.
  • Seriously. They love each other. 
I need to tell you guys about the time I was almost swept off to another dimension on a ghost train or something

Because honestly it was… a really weird experience tbh

So a few years ago a friend and I were in Belfast, and it was getting towards evening time in the winter so it was already pitch black but still kind of crowded from the Christmas rush. We headed to the train station to get a train home and these trains were fairly regular, like about every thirty minutes or so which is pretty regular for that country, trust me. The trains varied from the newer, nicer ones to the ones that probably hadn’t been updated since the seventies, but they were all relatively decent and no cause for concern. 

Or so we thought. We caught our train at the usual platform, but no sooner had we got on did we realise something was kind of off. This train was old, and kind of shabby looking. We made a few jokes and sat down anyway, figuring it was one of the older trains that we’d just never seen before, and things passed relatively normally. The train pulled out of the station, and it was only as we were picking up speed that we realised we were the only ones in the carriage. This was highly unusual, because it was still peak time for people starting to head back, and it being so close to Christmas, the train should have been packed. We couldn’t have got on an out of service trains, because they wouldn’t go to a passenger platform if they weren’t taking passengers, and with all the other trains needing platforms there would be no room for them. They would go to a separate part of the tracks out of the way. We were completely stumped.

We put it down to just weird timing and figured the other carriages probably had people in them, and tried to relax. The train was sort of rickety and unusually loud, and it didn’t exactly sound like what you would expect from a train. I don’t know how to describe it, but there was a kind of odd, distorted quality to the sound of the wheels on the track; it was sort of muffled but also louder than usual at the same time? Kind of like when you have a dream and wake up still hearing the sound from it, and it sounds both quiet because it’s fading from your ears but loud at the same time because it’s in your head. That’s really the only way I can describe it.

We quickly noticed something else that was weird. Several minutes passed, and we didn’t stop at the usual stop. We didn’t even go past it. Several more minutes passed and we absolutely should have stopped at at least two stops. There was nothing, and there was no train guard to check tickets, either. By now, we’re really freaked out. We’re passing through places we recognise, proving we’re on the right route, but we’re not going through any of the right stops and the train isn’t slowing. This probably went on for a good six or seven minutes, even though we should have been out of Belfast by that time. Finally, the train started to slow, and pulled into the first station it should have stopped at, only minutes after leaving the original station. By this point we’re so freaked out that we know we’re getting off the train, so we stand and go and wait by the doors.

The train stops, and the platform outside is empty – again, very unusual for this time. The doors thankfully open and me and my friend hurry out onto the platform, and almost immediately after our feet touch the platform, the train pulls away. No one else got off the train, and as it passes, we see there’s absolutely no one else on the train. No passengers, no guards. The driver would have been at the front so we didn’t get to see if anyone was there or not, but the train was completely empty. We watched it go along the track a short distance, and then the lights simply vanished even though there was nothing there to obstruct them. No trains on other tracks, no tunnels, no curves. That part of the track has great visibility, but the lights just vanished into midair.

We look at one another, and then suddenly we realise we can hear noise, and the platform behind us is packed with people. We just jumped on the next train with a crowd of other people and tried not to think too much about what would have happened if we’d stayed on that first train.

Victor+Yuuri and that good ‘ol PDA

  • Yuuri is the king of sneak kisses. Victor will be reading, watching tv, or just minding his business and ‘oh hi stunning husband is kissing me.’ Sometimes it’s a quick little peck before Yuuri’s out running errands, or a “I’m bored and you’re cute” make out session.” Victor loves it.

  • They swap kisses all the time. A kiss before Yuuri is back on the ice, a “I missed you” peck when someone gets back home, the “You were gorgeous and I have to remind you how gorgeous you are” kiss over the couch. 

  • Victor LOVES holding Yuuri. Usually his arm is around his shoulders or his waist while out and about. Yuuri usually just slides in closer using Victor’s pockets to warm his hands instead of his gloves. 

  • Victor buys these and even though they make walking 100% harder and Yuuri’s hand sweats every time….Yuuri love them. (Yes they even have V and Y on each glove)  
    [Image description: 2 normal grey gloves with a third glove being made for two people to hold hands in. Each normal glove has a letter on it, M+V respectively, while the couple glove has a heart.]

  • At home Victor will just lay on top of or beside Yuuri. Yuuri just shrugs, repositions him, and then sighs when Makkachin starts whining because “No wait Dad, it was MY TURN to cuddle New Dad.”

  • Even when sleeping alone they both have a perfect husband shaped hole next to them. Sleeping on the couch usually turns into cuddling on the couch the moment the other person comes home. When apart they usually cuddle a pillow. 

  • Victor LOVES being little spoon because it’s Yuuri’s arms around him while he sleeps why WOULDN’T he want that? Sometimes though, Yuuri prefers being little spoon especially when his anxiety is bad. Also when Victor grows his hair out a little bit. Yuuri has woken up with silver hair in his mouth too many times to count…he suffers for true love. 

  • They’re that couple who casually rubs each other’s backs, hook pinkies, bump shoulders/hands, or (Victor since he’s taller) rest their chin on the other person’s shoulder. Yuuri especially loves holding hands since in big groups it gives him something to concentrate on.

  • Victor posts those “my husband lead me around all day” things where it’s his normal day with Yuuri holding his hand leading him on. It all gets posted to his Snapchat+Instagram.

  •  First, Yuuri guiding him towards the kitchen for breakfast, then Yuuri walking him to the rink, Yuuri leading him on the ice, Yuuri leading him to a food stand for lunch, more Yuuri leading him on ice, Yuuri leading him home, and the last image is Yuuri grinning at him with his hand out in sleep pants looking sleepy but so so SO happy. 

  • Yuuri still never posts outside of a “Here’s Victor doing something really cool” or a rare selfie, but Victor’s insta…..every other post is Yuuri or Makkachin.

  • His most popular post (that is also his phone backrgound, Yuuri’s contact photo, and one day a full size poster if he had his way.) is a photo of Yuuri asleep on the couch curled around Makkachin his face buried in the dog’s fur. Victor’s flight got held up, and Victor told Yuuri to head home because the weather was getting bad, and he needed to sleep. It also has a video (for him) of him cupping Yuuri’s cheek, Yuuri nuzzling it, and half waking up before murmuring “…Vitya?” 

  • Victor just really loves his husband. 

  • Yuuri just really loves his husband.