#stolzhintern

the shipping meme

Who cooks: Matty. Best mom ever, grade A+ I shit you not. 

Who does the laundry and other chores: Since Matthew’s already in charge of the culinary, Niki would have to do the other chores. But since he’s such a hopeless housewive, Matthew would help him with them. He would probably end up doing everything anyway since, really Niki isn’t just the domestic housewife type

How many children do they have: Probably 3. Matthew likes children and Nikolai’s anxious with kids since he’s an only child and he isn’t used to having kids around. But they’ll get to it. 

Who’s more dominate: Matthew. But. Niki can do erotic stuffs in bed to; things you don’t know about Nikolai.  

Favorite nonsexual activity: Taking a bath together. Probably cuddling too because Niki just like them affections. 

Their favorite place to be together: The groceries store. Matthew likes to do the shopping and Niki likes to follow him and pick up his favorite food. Niki would sit in the trolley cart while Matthew pushes him. Yeah they have no shame

Any traditions: They take turns doing the dishes and if both got home early they would watch a movie together. Niki would fall asleep the first hour through the movie on Matthew’s lap. He doesn’t have that much of an attention span

Their “song”: Cuddle Fuddle - Passion Pit

What they do for each other on holidays: Nikolai would have an attempt at doing sweet stuffs like baking since Matthew just like eating sweets. But he would fail because 0 domestic skills and end up crying. Matthew comes home and comforts him   

Where did they go for their honeymoon: To everywhere! He would bring Matthew to Prague because he loves the city there. But Matthew would insist on Vegas. 

Where did they first meet: At their current loft. Matthew putting up ads for a room mate and Niki was dumb enough to go see it. Eventually, they’re currently room mates; 8 months and still counting 

Any pets: No /sigh/ Niki’s been wanting a puppy since forever but he still isn’t getting one

What do they fight over: Everything. Niki would throw hissy fits on everything that doesn’t go his way, even the pictures of Matthew’s ass on their wall

                                      So ... Look who's back in town. It had been year, well four years to be exact and oh wow how he missed this town. Though he had only stayed here for a year when he was sixteen but it sure felt like home. Prague was a nice city, of course he went to a prestige ballet school there, getting himself to be one of the top performers and of course, ballet stardom. He liked the life there, but it was rather lonely. Of course, he'd live alone this past four years, he had to learn to be independent; having to do everything by himself was something very difficult especially not having a room mate to look after his and his well being. A room mate, now that left a smile to his face, chuckling as memories started to play in his mind while he walked down the street pulling a luggage with him. 

♡ : If you want my character to kiss yours.

✩ : If you want a hug from my character.

                                    Fidgets fidgets. He was feeling that again. Matthew would always make him feel as if there were knots messing tangling intestine and that there were moths in his stomach flapping it’s wings wide. He stared at the other for a good while, standing in front of the tv, and blocking his current view from whatever he was watching. 

       "Matty I — "

                                  Nikolai started, then sighed. Oh what does it matter anyway it’s not as if they hadn’t done this before. The younger ballerina paced closer and sat on the older male’s lap, having his arms wrap around the other’s neck. He hesitated for a while, before moving closer to close the gap between their face, softly pressing a kiss onto his lips. Cuddling and kissing wasn’t new to the mixed French and Belarusian. However, he wasn’t used to be the one who started things first. He was, very much embarrassed.  

❊ : If you want my character to bake you something that they think you'll like.

☂ : If you want lyrics to one of my characters favorite songs.

                         "On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand-chose Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud Que de nos chagrins il s’en fait des manteaux Pourtant quelqu’un m’a dit…"Nikolai sang one of his favorite song, one that he would remember hearing his mother singing in the kitchen as he made her his favorite cookies. Of course now was his turn to do the same, though it wasn’t for his mother but for a certain persistent boy room mate.

                              But Nikolai wasn’t his mother and his mother’s cookies were the best. In fact, when he opened the oven door, so excited to see his first ever outcome from baking, puffs of smoke flooded out through the opened gap of the oven door and the smoke detector stimulate the alarm in the house, simultaneously, having water to sprinkle down from the ceiling. Not just his efforts were drenched with fail, but his clothes as well. Siiiigh. He could never do good in the kitchen, he’d just know it. 

❀: If I'm one of your favorite blogs.

✉: If you want a cute message in your inbox.

I know ava, it’s obv that you’re in love with me and niki, /snorts/ and sure, wait till i finish this………

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CONFESSION OF A TEENAGE DRAMA QUEEN SHOTA

♛: If you want a short story about my characters past.

▲ : If you want my character to tell you a fact about themselves.

♫: If you want my character's opinion on yours.

                                  “When I was little Mama would always dress me up in pretty and frilly dresses. She said I looked better that way, and my hair was longer than now too. I didn’t know it was wrong, but I felt pretty so I really liked it and it did not feel wrong. When I was eight years old, I was kissed by a boy — he thought that I was a cute girl and he would want to marry me when we grow up. But I never meet him ever again." Sigh

                                 Another sigh. “I wish I would have prettier feet. I don’t like my feet now. They’re ugly. Sometimes it’s even painful to walk. The madame said it was my own fault because I always pushed myself to do better and overworked my body. But it was worth it if I could be a better ballerina — " He paused, wondering if he should confessed that he’d been dressed in tutus and wigs for some of his performances. They say he makes a better fairy princess than the other girls. 

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ooc; i'm getting all these followers and i'm like HAI EVERYONE i'm sorry i didn't make starters for all of u-- [gonna get to dat right now ok]

whispers who wants individual starters tho--

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