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Absolutely obsessed with how quickly Diego just accepted the whole Umbrella/Sparrow dance off hallucination as a real thing. He looked around confused for a minute, questioned Luther once, and then just fucking rolled with it. No wondering how they all knew the same choreography. No asking where the music was coming from. Man was just full on down to dance. Truly peak himbo behavior.
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z0nefive · 9 months
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sometimes i think about the fact five's trauma technically never happened
if somebody dies and you had the ability to go back and time and prevent it, what do you do with the leftover trauma? you are left with the trauma of a horror only you have seen. something that, by all logic, has never happened, because you were there to prevent it from occurring. did it ever truly happen? and if not, then what is there to mourn? how do you mourn the loss of something that was never lost?
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ishedadordaddy · 3 months
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Sick posting my sudden emotional need for Viktor cuddles.
[image id: three tweets in a row that read “Viktor from Arcane… save me..”, “Save me Viktor from Arcane”, “save me Viktor from Arcane” that are said to be posted 37 minutes ago, 6hrs ago, and 12hrs ago accordingly end image id]
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seabellswish · 11 months
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“ehhh, what is it they say? Has the… cat got your tongue?”
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goofymapache · 1 year
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IM SO SICK ABT THEM. IM ILL. I FEEL INSANE. Every where I go there’s a reference to them. ITS BEEN 3 WEEKS AND IVE ALREADY CRIED AND YELLED OVER THEM. My friends are so tired of me bringing them up every hour. I FEEL SO ILL. WHATS WRONG WITH ME. THEYRE CAT FURRIES, WHY AM I GETTING LIKE THIS OVER CAT FURRIES.
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fairy-writes · 7 months
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Okay okay, hear me out of this one please; a request, Viktor has a significant other that is also pretty ill and has been ill for a while, how would that go on about? I know just how hard it is on other people that have to "deal," with someone chronically ill so would he be more understanding of it because he's also chronically ill? Would they take care of eachother?
RETURNING THE FAVOR
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Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!
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Fandom(s): Arcane: League of Legends
Pairing(s): Viktor x Reader
Word Count: 0.8k
Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, Reader has cystic fibrosis
Notes: I tried my best to research cystic fibrosis, but I am bound to get something wrong, so please be patient with me!
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Viktor came home to your coughing. 
Deep soul-wracking coughs that made you hunch over and gasp for breath. 
The kind that brings tears to your eyes. 
The kind that leaves you tired and achy, and your chest hurts, and there’s nothing you can do about it. 
He sets aside his work bag and carefully toes off his shoes before using his crutch to make his way down the hall toward your shared bedroom. You initially refused to share a bedroom with him when you both moved in together. Something about your coughing keeping him up at all hours of the night. But once you discovered that the coughing kept him up regardless because of his worry over you, you relented and moved your things into his bedroom. 
Viktor knocks quietly and opens the door after hearing your hoarse “come in” through coughs. 
Your lung infection must’ve come back if you’re coughing this much…
Maybe he could call your doctor and get you checked out later this week.
You’re hunched over the master bathroom toilet on your knees, spitting phlegm and holding your head in your hands as your chest heaves. He can hear you gasping from where he stands in the doorframe.
“I’m home.” He says, and you wave half-heartedly but don’t look up as another bout of coughing hits you. His already present frown deepens, and he leaves your side for a moment to get your medication and various other things to try and help loosen the mucus in your chest. 
He comes back with your breathing apparatus and medication. By then, you’re leaning against the wall, head tilted back, chest inhaling as deeply as your condition would allow. You open your eyes when you hear his crutch thumping against the floor of your apartment. A weak smile crosses your lips when you see what he’s holding. 
Viktor sets his crutch aside and carefully lowers himself to the ground, stretching his bad leg out in front of him. He can see you sag in relief as he carefully administers the medication via breathing apparatus. And that makes him sag in relief. 
“Feeling better?” He asks more than an hour later as you stand over a steaming, bubbling pot of water. The steam is supposed to help thin the mucus building in your chest and allow you to cough it up more easily. It was something your doctor recommended that you figured you’d try. You shrug,
“As good as I can be, I suppose.” You say weakly and smile at him when he puts a mug of tea next to you on the counter.
Taking a break from the steam, you press a kiss to his cheek. His brain stalls, and he stares. Seeing this, you elaborate. 
“You’re too good to me.” You wheeze, and he rolls his eyes but smiles nonetheless. 
“You do the same for me. I’m just returning the favor.”
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You wake up to Viktor’s deep wheezing. 
It was one of the upsides to sharing a bedroom with your lover. You would always know when he was having issues. Because you knew he would never bother you otherwise. 
Dreamland slowly dissipates, and you are brought to the world of the living. Viktor is hunched over the side of the bed; hands fisted in the bedsheets as he tries to take a deep breath. So far, all he can manage is pathetic little gasps. 
So you slip out of bed silently and leave for the kitchen before coming around to his side of the bed. He jumps when you put a hand on his shoulder and sit at his side. You press a warm washcloth to his mouth for him to breathe in the moisture. It had worked marginally for you, so you hoped it would work better for him. 
He accepts the rag gratefully and breathes in the moisture and steam. 
“Look at us. We’re a bunch of sorry messes, aren’t we?” You say, and he lets out a raspy chuckle. He isn’t wearing a shirt, so you retrieve the chest rub from the bathroom and start massaging it into his back and chest. It sometimes helps you, but it helps him more often than not. 
As soon as his breathing eases, he lies back in bed with you and holds your hand. You would typically sleep with your head on his chest, but seeing as you just put chest rub on it, you didn’t want it on your face. So, holding his hand, it was. 
“Why do you put up with me?” He asks as you are slowly dozing off to sleep. You give him a look but answer nonetheless.
“Why do you put up with me?” You retort, and he looks over from where he had been watching the stars out the window.
“Because I love you.” He says easily, and you grin,
“There’s your answer.” 
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crxwes · 6 months
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What if I was in love with you for all my life and years later you realized you're the only one who could love me right < they're fucking insane
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I know the yuri on ice fandom is kinda dead but can someone pls edit Victor Nikiforov to I Can Do It With A Broken Heart ?? Is this request too niche
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vole-mon-amour · 4 months
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Phantom Liberty left such a lasting damage on me. Aside from other things, just remembering Vik and what happened to him and his place, remembering what happened to V and what a horrible ending that is, that makes me physically sick even months later after finishing the DLC.
And there are other things that I'm not even ready to talk about right now. The naming was very fitting, but why such angst, CDPR? Why? Why not let people have good and happy endings?
Call me a fool, but the second game where Johnny and V both stay alive, and where the romance is possible, and everything good is possible—that would be nice. And there's still hope in me for some reason, even though I understand that none of that is probably gonna happen.
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fiveisthedaddyhere · 2 years
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Diego is the revolted emo who loves wear black and in the minor inconvenience burst out in a wave of fury. I'm very sure he would listen to Olivia Rodrigo in secret
Allison was in her dark emo phase in season 3. Like, very very dark. Where life is a shit, God is dead and she only wants every single soul who dares to cross her path to suffocate into a plastic bag
Klaus is Klaus. He's such a richie emo, I'm not going to elaborate. You can (re)watch the series and reach your conclusions
Five, alright, you saw him in s3? Everything bout him screamed EMO. He's finally liberting the emoness inside him. He listens to rock. Deal with people is difficult. His life is blood. He burns this shit to the ground. He's a senior emo.
Both Umbrella!Ben and Sparrow!Ben are emo.
Umbrella!Ben loves gothic books, is a misunderstood romantic and cries himself to sleep at night (or at least used to when he was alive because he's a ghost and OH being dead is very emo of his part)
Sparrow!Ben is an emo in denial, but you fool nobody sir. You can wear your "rich boy" clothes, call other people emo as an insult and change your hairstyle from the end of season 2 to season 3 but you are EMO and I KNOW that
Viktor? His life is a big emo joke, I'm sorry. He listens to sad music to get even more sad, shyness who hides homicidal rage, depressed life, y'know, classical emo. Oh and destroy the whole world by PLAY A VIOLIN??? This is the apex of being emo
Lila went to play in a rock band in 80's Germany when she was having a break down, what is there more to say?
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MY POINT IS the Umbrella Academy is a story about Luther and his emo family.
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666jevil · 1 year
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viktor is a bad lier
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bisexuallilapitts · 2 years
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UMBRELLA ACADEMY APPRECIATION WEEK - DAY THREE
FAVOURITE TROPES + ALLISON + KLAUS 
(tropes listed under the cut)
Allison: Afraid of their own strength, Fight Like A Normal, Sanity Slipping, Compelling Voice, One Man Army, I jusr wanna be normal, Celebrity Superhero
Klaus: The Cassandra, Blessed With Suck, I See Dead People, Tragic Keepsake, Big Brother Instinct and Back From the Dead
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goofymapache · 1 year
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How I feel after being fixated on Mordecai and Viktor separately and together, for 3 weeks straight
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timaeusterrored · 4 months
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Vax: I AM YOUR SON
Vik: I NEED MONEY
Vax: …
Vik: I gave you clothes. That should be enough.
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yoi-incorrect-quotes · 3 months
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Viktor: do you think God would tell other animals that humans gave sinned? would he tell the mice that we are sinners?
Viktor: because to tell us that we've sinned so we can beg for forgiveness and make ammends is one thing. But telling other animals "those humans are sinners" seems pretty gossipy
Viktor: and by that logic, why would he tell us if other species have sinned? Maybe they're full of sin but we don't know because God didn't tell us. Cats seem like they'd sin.
Yuuri:
Yuuri: so you're still running a fever
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cheeriecherry · 2 years
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May I please have cooking with Viktor 😃 and dancing in the kitchen while the food is going??
The smell of steaming broth fills the kitchen while you chop vegetables, dumping them bit by bit into the large pot on the stove. The weather has finally cooled off; sweaty summer days giving way to comfortable breezy autumn. Otherwise known as Stew Season. You knew Viktor enjoyed the season too, if only for the delicious meals you made, and you thought he might enjoy the surprise -given his recent stress levels and sub-par mood.
You hear the front door jiggle and creak open, followed by the telltale tap of a cane on the hardwood floors, and you can’t help the smile that breaks across your face. A few moments later, your beloved boyfriend wanders into the kitchen to offer you a tired ‘hello’ and a kiss on the cheek.
“What’s all this?” he asks, sneaking a peek into the pot. You delightfully inform him that the temperature throughout the day was finally low enough to be considered Fall, reveling in the way his eyes light up. “Stew?” he wonders, excitement bubbling up beneath his exhaustion. You confirm that yes, you’ve made one of his favourites, and he immediately gathers you up in his arms.
“Viktor!” you laugh, as he holds you close and absolutely smothers you in kisses. You squirm halfheartedly, and he just as easily wrangles you back into a warm hug, setting his chin on your shoulder. You find yourselves gently swaying back and forth, to no rhythm besides perhaps the beat of your heart. “I love you,” he says softly, nosing at your cheek, and you tilt your head slightly to bring your lips together.
“I love you too,” you whisper back to him, and release him from your hold. He looks like he wants to complain, and possibly try and convince you to give him some more affection, so you scoot over from your spot at the counter and hand him a potato. “Since you’re home so early, you get to help me chop vegetables.” He glances down at the root, and with a quiet huff of a laugh, quickly finds himself a spot beside you.
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