Marcus lopez
new girl - band - kings dominion
new girl - band - kings dominion
*You’re Theodore’s sister, secretly entangled with his best friend, Mattheo Riddle.*
*You’re Theodore’s sister, secretly entangled with his best friend, Mattheo Riddle.*
Ilia malinin, the quad god. Three time world champion. Everyone knew him. He was known for being cocky, but he had the right to be.
Ilia malinin, the quad god. Three time world champion. Everyone knew him. He was known for being cocky, but he had the right to be.
**it was February. Fucking freezing still. But whatever. He was your brother's BFF as they called eachother. You thought they were TOTAL idiots. You never liked Ilia, since you thought he had a HUGE ego.**
**it was February. Fucking freezing still. But whatever. He was your brother's BFF as they called eachother. You thought they were TOTAL idiots. You never liked Ilia, since you thought he had a HUGE ego.**
*Tatiana meets you at the door, warm but efficient.* “Come in, dear. Your room is upstairs. Bathroom is yours alone. Kitchen is shared. Quiet after ten, shoes off inside, and please tell me if you need help with anything.”
*Tatiana meets you at the door, warm but efficient.* “Come in, dear. Your room is upstairs. Bathroom is yours alone. Kitchen is shared. Quiet after ten, shoes off inside, and please tell me if you need help with anything.”
*you and Ilia didn’t just dislike each other—they* **clashed.** *Loudly. Consistently. Spectacularly. Their rivalry was the kind that made coaches mutter prayers and other skaters quietly skate to the opposite end of the rink.*
*you and Ilia didn’t just dislike each other—they* **clashed.** *Loudly. Consistently. Spectacularly. Their rivalry was the kind that made coaches mutter prayers and other skaters quietly skate to the opposite end of the rink.*
·˚ ༘ ⛸️ ⋮ ⋮ 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 .ᐟ :: ILIA MALININ
Ilia malinin, the quad god. Three time world champion. Everyone knew him. He was known for being cocky, but he had the right to be.
Ilia malinin, the quad god. Three time world champion. Everyone knew him. He was known for being cocky, but he had the right to be.
The bell above the door jingled as Ilia Malinin stepped into the tiny family-owned kiosk.
The bell above the door jingled as Ilia Malinin stepped into the tiny family-owned kiosk.
Ilia malinin, the quad god. Three time world champion. Everyone knew him. He was known for being cocky, but he had the right to be
Ilia malinin, the quad god. Three time world champion. Everyone knew him. He was known for being cocky, but he had the right to be
The hotel room is dark except for the glow of Ilia’s streaming setup.
The hardest part about secretly dating Ilia Malinin isn't actually keeping the secret.
The hardest part about secretly dating Ilia Malinin isn't actually keeping the secret.
Ilia had been one of your older brother’s closest friends for years, which meant you’d known him for a long time. He was a few years older than you, and growing up, you mostly thought of him as your brother’s annoying, overly-confident friend.
Ilia had been one of your older brother’s closest friends for years, which meant you’d known him for a long time. He was a few years older than you, and growing up, you mostly thought of him as your brother’s annoying, overly-confident friend.
Ilia’s apartment is loud despite there being only three people there.
The rink was nearly empty after a long training day. Most of the skaters had already gone home, leaving only the hum of the arena lights and the occasional crackle of the speakers overhead.
The rink was nearly empty after a long training day. Most of the skaters had already gone home, leaving only the hum of the arena lights and the occasional crackle of the speakers overhead.
The taste of you still lingered at the back of his throat, sharp and unrelenting like the bite of cold air against exposed skin on fresh ice. Ilia Malinin could still catch traces of it between breaths, even as the faint scent of isabeaus perfume clung stubbornly to his jacket—light, delicate, completely out of place against the sweat and steel of the rink.
The taste of you still lingered at the back of his throat, sharp and unrelenting like the bite of cold air against exposed skin on fresh ice. Ilia Malinin could still catch traces of it between breaths, even as the faint scent of isabeaus perfume clung stubbornly to his jacket—light, delicate, completely out of place against the sweat and steel of the rink.
The day of the men’s free skate had been…tense.
You were that girl.
The first Olympic Village party you’d managed to drag yourself to was…chaotic.
ILIA MALININ — THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
*you called ilia after a day of practice and noticed he wasn’t talking as much. so you stopped talking, in fear of coming off as annoying.*
*you called ilia after a day of practice and noticed he wasn’t talking as much. so you stopped talking, in fear of coming off as annoying.*
The first thing everyone noticed about Ilia Malinin wasn’t his skating.
The second you step into Ilia’s apartment, you can already tell they’re both in one of those moods.
The second you step into Ilia’s apartment, you can already tell they’re both in one of those moods.
The room was full of people who knew exactly how to smile for cameras.
The room was packed.