So I mentioned at the end of the last bysotid chapter I posted that I have finally hit the point with my original novel that I'm looking for beta readers. I've had a lot of interest, which is totally a good thing! But it does mean that the easiest way to gather the information for further communication on the subject and distributing beta copies will be asking for those interested to fill out a form.
It can be found here: Beta Reader Form
I'm really excited that people seem interested in this! (and totally nervous since it's an original work!)
Still a WIP, but at one point in the process I like to put an overlay in a color and see how the lights/shadows are looking. And looked super cool âšđ·
Been working on this for almost a week and a half and I just need to finish rendering andâŠof course, draw a ton of white roses đč
[ID in plain and alt text: digital bust drawing of yuuri katsuki from yuri on ice in his blue track jacket. He's looking at the camera with a slightly apprehensive, innocent facial expression. End ID]
In which the banquet turns into a circus, Viktor puts his foot in it, and Yuuri listens to "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together" (The io approved summary that I came up with myself)
It's been a while since there's been a sneak peek...
I actually thought I had posted this months ago and felt bad about not putting the chapter out, but no, I never did, so...
Remember back during the Skate America chapters how Viktor got all bent out of shape about Yuuri's fashion sense?
Well.........
âYuuri! Come here!âÂ
Halfway down the hall that led to the banquet hallâsorry, the âBig Top,â because the organizers had decided to do something a little less traditional and opted for a circus-themed banquetâMatthew Smith, ice dancer and Scythecapades drama instigator, was frantically waving his arms. His partner, Carolyn Jones, covered her mouth with one impeccably manicured hand while gripping a drink. The pair seemed in high spirits even though they'd only taken silver instead of the hoped-for gold, having lost out to their Canadian rivals.
With a sigh, Yuuri shoved his hands into his pockets and headed toward the ice dancers. He didnât know them well by any means, but supposed they were familiar enough at this point for more than just an exchange of pleasantries. After all, they did start the game with the suitâthe one he was currently wearingâat the Four Continents banquet. Viktor had complained about the lack of decent pictures from the event for almost a week after the fact, which had honestly thrilled Yuuri a little bit. If he was going to be in love with his best friend who did not love him back, he deserved to find enjoyment in âteasingâ and âtorturingâ and âbeing meanâ to Viktor, and his myriad of mixed and confusing signals.
Mattâs eyes settled on Yuuriâs neck. The American skaterâs lips instantly turned up into a knowing smile, the kind that looked ready to explode into a laugh at any moment. âNice tie. What happened to the one you were wearing at Four Continents with this suit?âÂ
âItâs a funny story, actuallyââÂ
Matt put a finger up to cut him off. âIf it really is, we should put a pin in you telling it until your friend who just arrived finishes glad-handing with the ISU brass and makes his way over here.â He nodded meaningfully toward the other end of the hallway. Yuuri didnât even bother turning around because it was obvious that Matt meant Viktor. After all, who else but Viktor would care about Yuuriâs neckwear?Â
Caro leaned forward into Yuuriâs space, giving the cheap tie an inspection of her own. The ice dancer had left her box braids down today, except for a handful that had been twisted up into a crown. The overall effect, paired with her pale pink dress against her rich brown skin, was incredibly beautiful. âPlease tell me you did this on purpose,â she snickered as she ran her fingers over the material. âI need you to have done this on purpose.â
âNot exactly,â Yuuri replied, pulling away from Caroâs grasp. âI just seized an opportunity, I guess.â
âYuuri! Have Matt and Caro cornered you?â Viktor chimed in from behind, his voice getting closer and closer. âThey arenât trying to proposition you, are they?âÂ
What? Why was Viktor being weird? No one was going to proposition him. Only Viktor (and of course Steph, even though she knew the answer was no) had ever shown an interest in taking him to bed. âNo, not at all.â Yuuri turned around to look at Viktor. âI donât even know why youâd ask that.â
Viktor instantly stopped dead and was just staring at him now. His brow was creased, his mouth slightly opened, and his eyes wide, whatever weird teasing mood heâd been in a moment prior well gone now. Next to him, Chris grinned broadly, looking as close to breaking out in laughter as Matt had been. âIs this the tie you were wearing at the Four Continents banquet?â
