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[magical-mistral]

For the quick sketches, Shiro with white hair please? :)

I haven’t watched that far yet - I know he will get completely white hair but have no idea why yet (no spoilers please!!)Given the fact that I always have/had trouble drawing him he doesn’t look too bad for just 15 minutes, I think...?

(part of Mistral’s 15-minute-drawing game)

[iladylittlefinger]

Some art i made based on “The hunt” a Mafia AU by @worldofcopperwings that you can find here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13161348

[down-to-figure-skate]

ooh drabble me 49. “Safety first. What are you? FIVE?” with Otayuri please? :)

Thank you! I had no idea what to do with this at first, but I slept on it, and then this happened...

Skate America was over, and since Phichit Chulanont had provided Yuri with what the Thai skater called his “connoisseur's guide to Detroit”, Otabek had been dragged out into the night life, seriously questioning Phichit's expertise soon enough.

The place they'd ended up in was a typical hipster joint; elk heads on the wall, microbrewery beer, the whole range of vegan, gluten-free, grass-fed foods on the illegible chalk-board menu, and of course mismatched retro gimmicks: a jukebox, old advertisements, and worst of all – a mechanical bull.

At least Otabek thought it was bad.

To Yuri, it was a challenge.

“I'm going to do this! Shit, I always wanted to try this.”

Otabek frowned. He knew the look on Yuri's face well, there would be no stopping him.

“This looks like a lawsuit waiting to happen.”

“Oh no,” came a cheerful voice from behind them. “You'll first have to sign this here agreement, so we won't be liable in case you hurt yourself.”

They both turned to the woman who'd sneaked up on them. Otabek assumed she was one of the owners, she looked the part, anyway, all tattoos and an undercut to rival his own, hair dyed a purplish grey. The grin she gave them both somehow reminded him of Mila.

Yuri inspected the piece of paper in her hand, taking the pen from her a moment later.

“I know I won't be able to stop you, but please consider all the ways you can injure yourself on this.” Otabek let his gaze travel down to Yuri's legging-clad groin, before looking pointedly back up at him. “Important parts of your anatomy, to boot. Just for once, consider – safety first?”

Yuri snorted, handing penand paper back to the woman.

“Safety first. What are you? FIVE?”

Otabek did not point out that when he'd been five, safety had not been one of his major concerns, nor that he still had a scar just under his hairline to prove it.

“Just don't get hurt. Yakov will kill you. And me.”

“Kiss me good luck?”

He did, pulling Yuri close, reluctant to let him go.

“I'll tell everyone you died bravely. Stupidly, but bravely,” he muttered into Yuri's hair.

“Like nature intended me to.” Yuri winked at him and put on the glove the woman handed to him, before finally mounting the mechanical atrocity.

All eyes in the bar were on him now. Yuri grabbed the handhold, and his legs grabbed the bull, Otabek could see the strain in his thighs, the leggings tight enough to show every muscle. The bull's operator counted down from three, and with a first jerky movement the bull came to life.

There were cheers when Yuri managed to stay on easily throughout the first twenty seconds or so, upper body moving with, or rather against, the bull, his free arm held out for balance. Jumps had trained him well for this, perhaps. The ride became faster, the bull's movements more jerky even, and the crowd went wild as Yuri managed to stay on. When Otabek looked around briefly, he saw the same mixture of awe and delight in people's faces, and wondered for a second how mechanical bulls compared to stripper poles vis-à-vis making a room full of people fall in love with you.

He turned quickly back to Yuri, and in spite of the continuing worries nagging at the back of his mind, he felt himself flush, unable to ignore the fluid way Yuri's hips moved to balance himself, though the suggestive movements were nothing compared to the expression on his face. There it was, that grim determination in his eyes that had first caught Otabek's eye, but also a smirk on his lips, self-satisfied, so sure of himself. It was enough to bring Otabek to his knees.

Not now, but later, perhaps.

When Yuri fell off eventually, after nearly two minutes, he did so with enough grace, falling safely being second-nature to figure skaters, after all, and the room erupted in cheers and cat calls again.

“Still alive!” As he staggered over to Otabek, his face was red and sweaty, and he was beaming triumphantly. “And no important parts of my anatomy hurt, though I think I've used muscles I've never even used in ska...”

His words were cut short when Otabek pulled him into another kiss, to renewed cat calls, especially when Yuri kissed back very enthusiastically.

“Back to the hotel?” Yuri asked, grinning, when they broke apart.

“Please,” Otabek muttered weakly.

“Otabek Altin, you have the strangest turn-ons.”

“It's you, Yura. It's always just you.”

Prompt me or whatever! Click here to see the list, or send me something else entirely. You know my ships.

[ellipsesarefun]

Awesome request for the awesome person, @worldofcopperwings!!! I’m actually new to Keitor (new as in, just last night) and I’m still exploring but these are the ones that I’ve been reading (and about to read) Here we go!!

> Walk the Line by Scrawlers >>THIS was actually the last one I’ve read, and reread for a couple of times because this is an awesome fic! It’s a long-ass fic, with wonderful writing and wonderful developing relationship between Keith and Lotor as member of the Blade of Marmora! :D Also focuses on certain issues, within Keith himself and within the Blade of Marmora itself (at least an aspect). This is all in Keith’s POV! But yea!! Go! Check! This! Out! If you wanna hehe

> flame on a starless night by icarusinflight >> Three chapters in and it’s still on going! Beautiful, beautiful piece. Had to reread it three more times because the Keitor moments just made me cry haha. Instead of BOM, it’s takes place in the castle in Lotor’s POV this time, which is interesting to read because it really feels like that person is Lotor himself. He’s calm, charming, and so subtle with his actions. Even with the way he banters with Keith, you could feel the Lotor vibe. But that’s me and I love Lotor so yea XD

> A Leap of Faith (well caught) by Talinor >> An AU! Still aliens, but they’re having a good time and everything. It’s really nice to read something about Lotor and his gang having a good since this is a new character for me to actually get to know in fanfics, even if it’s just an AU hehe There’s a hint of mature content, if you’re okay with that (cause I’m not sure what you like), but it’s ends well in a fluffy, wonderful scene of Keitor that’s so pure and wonderful and (I wanna cry hahaha). 

> Respite by Talinor >> Canon Divergence!! Still a WIP, just started reading it, so I won’t go into detail about this fic. The writing’s good, well paced and it’s an interesting first meeting between Lotor and Keith (they met at a ball, when Keith wanted his alone time and stumbled about Lotor but didn’t really know who Lotor is hahahah) so go ahead and read it, if you like?

> Statecraft Without Borders by MsMiaMimi (Mc_Mimi) >> Haven’t read this yet, just scanned it. It’s complete, part of a series that’s still a WIP and damn, it’s so long, I decided to put this off for another all-nighter haha! If you’d like it read, sure! Also, this is tagged as explicit, and in case if you’re not into this or what’s stated on the tags, you don’t have to read it..

Soooo that’s all for now! :D

go check it out if you like :)

[worldofcopperwings]

Young Vitya thinking about life and love in front of the dressing room mirror...

(I just want to hug him so badly.)

[gwensparlour]

Please write me some victuuri with 29. “Eggnog sucks, fight me.” :D

It’s 1 am, I’m tipsy and my back is killing me

he presence of those ingredients doesn’t mean anything. This is what Victor has been repeating to himself for hours now, since when Yuuri had returned home from his emergency grocery shopping, placing his purchases one by one on the table. For each item taken from the bag, Victor’s doubts has grown and his heart has sunk a little further into his stomach.Because, despite popular belief, he isn’t a eat-all-vacuum. Good food, like Mama Katsuki’s cooking or Yuri’s grandfather’s piroshki or the delicious ramen in that little shop near Hasetsu … that is a whole discourse.Abomini like that thing, a whole other

“Please, tell me you’re not preparing what I’m thinking!” Victor whines, wrapping his arms around Yuuri’s waist. If he’s sabotaging his fiancé, all the better. There are times when being petty is justified and this is one of them.“It depends, Vitya, what are you thinking?” Yuuri teases, grabbing a egg, which he promptly break with a gentle but firm hit against the bowl brim. “Eggnogg,” Victor replies, pronouncing the name as if it was a terrible insult. Yuuri chuckles, breaking other two eggs in quick succession. Those poor, innocent eggs!“Yes. For tomorrow party with Yura and the others. I always made it when I was in Detroit.”

“You’re joking, right?”Yuuri turns to face Victor, still in his loose embrace. The whisk he’s holding drips egg yolk on the otherwise pristine floor. He frowns. “Not at all.”

“But Yuuri!” Victor laments, whining on purpose, lower lip sticking out in a pout Yuuri cannot resist. Or so Victor thought. Of course, he still loves Yuuri deeply, Devil’s beverage or not, but it is his duty to talk him out his terrible idea. If nothing, at least to avoid a case of murder. Yurio is too young to commit a homicide and he, Victor, is too young be a widower, thank you very much. It’s worth sleeping on the couch.“Eggnog sucks!” he exclaims. “What?” “Eggnog sucks, fight me!”

The other ingredients are still on the countertop, all lined up like little, good soldiers ready to do their duty; ready to die for a right cause. Victor jolts in their direction. He grabs the carton of milk with one hand and the bottle of brandy with the other; the expensive, super-old brandy some sponsor has gifted him, to be precise. In normal circumstances, Victor wouldn’t care about it at all, but this is a special situation. No, more. This is an emergency. And emergencies requires special measures.

“Vitya, don’t be ridiculous!” “It’s for a good cause!”

Because, honestly, Yuuri’s is one of the few person with whom he can act silly and if that means running to hide behind the couch, disturbing a sleeping Makkachin in the process, still holding milk and brandy as if they were the Holy Grail, to save the world from eggnog, then Victor is more than gladly to indulge in it.

***

“Still worth it,” he mutters that night, turning on the couch and rearranging the pillows for the n-th time. Still worth it.

[otabeautiful]

Tagged by: @worldofcopperwings

Name: Stephanie

Nickname(s): Shimi

Gender: Female

Star sign: Sagittarius

Height: 168cm (5'6″)

Sexuality: biromantic autochorissexual

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Average hours of sleep: 6 to 9 hours, depending on the day of week

Dog or cat person: Dog person (but I love Cats too!)

Blanket(s) you sleep with: one in the summer time and two in winter

Dream trip: I would love to see the whole world but I go with Japan, even if I’ve fulfilled that dream already

When I made my blog: One year ago

Followers: 1000-something xD I’m still not over this

Why I made a tumblr: Yuri on Ice consumed my soul

Reasons for my URL: Otabek Altin consumed my soul even more

Relationship status: happy Single

Favorite color: Turquoise

Lipstick or chapstick: Both~ 

Favorite hobby: Video games, reading and drawing

Last song I listened to: ‘Come together’ by Gary Clark Jr. guess who watched ‘justice league’ xD

Last movie: Thor Ragnarok

Top three shows: Of all time: Yuri!!! on Ice, Supernatural, the Walking Dead Recently: Voltron, Boku no Hero Academia, Stranger Things

I’m a shy bean, so please feel tagged if you’re interested in doing this :’)

[eclair]

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I love this chapter update of “the invisible ones” by @worldofcopperwings so much! we get a little bit more of mischievous Otabek. just enough mischief ;)