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Imagine Dragons — Monster
merthur fic recs: pining!merlin
1. i was fixed on your hand of gold by intothefirewego
“My father wishes to host a dinner for Lady Mithian and her father. They have arranged a marriage.” Arthur’s mouth barely moved. Merlin’s body ran hot. Then cold.
And then, nothing.
It was always going to happen. Merlin knew it was always going to happen, but the sudden, agonizing reminder almost brought Merlin to his knees.
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Regency Era!AU
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the emotional damage this fic gave me is insane
2. Sticks and Stones by schweet_heart
When Arthur breaks his wrist on the day before an important tournament, it falls to Merlin to tend to him while Gaius is away, and he can only hope that his ridiculous attraction to the prat will go unnoticed. (Un)fortunately for him, however, Arthur has other plans; plans which apparently involve driving Merlin crazy, and possibly even conquering his heart.
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pining and oblivious is how i like my merlins
3. The Substitute by Clea2011
Merlin gets the evening off, and makes good use of Arthur’s absence. Unfortunately, Arthur comes back early.
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i– i suffered
A redraw of a Rock My World scene I drew back in March! I’m definitely planning on redrawing Steve from this scene as well :)
Fic is Rock My World by acestyx (aka me 👀) on AO3!
After months of bullying Steve that Eddie’s gay, he has to be, and has to be into him. Because he’s flagging Steve! Go for it! He’s totally into you! Robin finally makes Steve hang out with Eddie away from the kids. Dinner plans, but Steve insists it has to be casual and cool just in case, just pizza with them, her, and Eddie’s friend Chrissy.
Anyway after these months, Robin finally meets Eddie’s friend chrissy.
Chrissy Cunningham, finally outside of Hawkins high, is a different sight, outside her usually cheer uniform or substitute preppy outfits.
No. Be still her gay heart. Here’s chrissy in her mom jeans and her bandana and her combat boots and her flannel (Eddie’s flannel)
and
and
and
There’s a fucking carabiner on her left belt loop.
And Steve has a sadistic grin in his eyes.
Oh my god. Did Steve out play her?
“Oh right, you’ve never met chrissy properly. I thought you two would get along” he smiles.
And Robin knows he’s bluffing. He’s being a douche canoe on purpose right now.
She’s giving him the “Are you serious” eyes and her whole face is red. Her whole body’s probably red.
“If I’m having a gay crisis you’re gonna have one too” he whispers before they sit down, respectively next to their gay crisis incarnate’s.
nothing like little stories from our ghost files trips
“I hate writing, I love having written.”
— Dorothy Parker
new mixed drink! i call it The Sludge
DAY 15
GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15
situations that make me giggle
by @chenuaswriting
(feel free to change the pronouns<3 tag me in your works!!)
when he back hugs you and sniffs your neck before giving it a peck
grabbing you by the waist when pulling you from something
when you're reading something and he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear
buying your favorite books (esp. when they know nothing abt it but still buys it anyways because he knows how much you like them)
talking about future plans when cuddling
tunes your instrument for you (COUGH violin COUGH)
talking and realizing they're just nodding to everything you say (because they're busy admiring u dhsdbgfgydesuh)
caressing thigh (non sexual way)
learning how to braid just so they can do your hair
applying sunblock on your back
scrunching their nose every time you smile (because they find your smile vvvv cute)
staring at you when very focused on something (which leads to you getting flustered and not focused anymore)
trying to learn about things you like (e.g. sports)
creating you music playlists aaccckkk
when you ask for their approval and they just close their eyes and nod (BRO???DHGSWUJASDNHEUWI)
List of answers to “so why are you avoiding me?”
“Because every time I see you, all I can think about is kissing you and I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about that.”
“Because I think I might like you and that thought in and of itself terrifies me.”
“Because you’ve got me feeling some type of way and I really, really hate it and I wish that feeling would just leave me alone.”
“Because I feel like I can’t be myself around you anymore.”
“Because I don’t want to do anything I’d end up regretting because I couldn’t control myself…”
“Because I don’t want to say something I’m gonna regret.”
“Because you drive me fucking insane.”
“Because I’m worried I might end up committing murder if I keep hanging around you.”
“I’m not avoiding you. Who says I’m avoiding you?”
“You’re the one avoiding me.”
“Because I feel like you like me and that makes me uncomfortable.”
“I wouldn’t be here entertaining you if I was avoiding you.”
Otayuri week day 2: "Oh. OH."
"Inevitability" 🔞 post canon otayuri AU. Check tags.
archiveofourown.org/works/16613249
@otayuriweek22 @otayuriweek
Tickling on Ice (Yuri on Ice)
Summary: After practicing his latest routine, Yuri finds himself out of breath for several different reasons.
A/N: HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY, @dokidoki-muffin!! Since you left your wish pretty open-ended, I decided to take inspiration from this fabulous art and write a fic for it! You did tell us we were free to speculate, after all! I hope you enjoy it! ^^
And yes I'm aware this title is incredibly lame but it made me laugh and I couldn't be bothered to come up with something better so lame it shall stay lol
Word Count: 1,145
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Yuri Plisetsky was gasping for air.
The performance was over; he’d held his final pose the required amount of time. He was done, and that meant he could finally breathe. This routine was by far the hardest he’d ever performed to date. It was spectacular, but it took a lot out of him.
He propped himself up on his elbows, the cold of the ice burning his skin. From across the rink, another figure glided over to join him.
For a moment Yuri forgot how out of breath he was. If anything, seeing Otabek Altin only took his breath away again. He could hardly believe he’d just done what he’d done – having his friend help him with his routine by first catching the pink jacket he discarded early on and then by ripping his glove off his hand with his teeth.
Yuri tried not to blush as he got to his feet.
“Well done,” Otabek congratulated, nodding his approval. “That was the smoothest practice yet.”
“I still have some things to work on,” Yuri replied, eyes darting to the fingerless gloves the taller man offered him. He took them and stuffed them in his back pocket.
“Yes, but you have time for that.” Otabek scanned him briefly. “Not too cold?”
“Please,” the Russian scoffed, though he was pretty certain he was incapable of feeling anything other than an intense warmth when standing so close to his friend. Yes, just a friend. “If a little ice is enough to make me shiver then I’m clearly in the wrong profession.”
The Kazakhstani smirked. “Hmm. I have to admit, I’m impressed with how bold this routine is, even for you.”
“Bold? You think this is…” Yuri’s comeback trailed off when Otabek got right up into his personal space. He forgot what words even were for a moment. “…bold?”
“Yes.”
“Y-You…you don’t have to bite the glove off if you don’t want to—”
“I do.” Otabek leaned down to touch their foreheads together, a clear invitation, a clear question. “That blush looks good on you, by the way.”
“Wha?” Yuri yelped when his feet were suddenly not holding him up anymore, his skates sliding across the ice when Otabek swept his own beneath them. The blonde frantically reached up to grab him for stability, and the next thing he knew he was being suspended in the air, kept aloft only by the darker man’s hands on his hips and Yuri’s fists clenched in his black leather jacket. “What – what are you doing?!”
“I would like to kiss you, Yuri,” Otabek murmured. “Please tell me I can.”
Yuri shivered, eyes wide, but he nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”
Suddenly, having the Kazakhstani bite his glove off his hand no longer seemed like the boldest move they’d made recently. His kiss was gentle but passionate, making Yuri see stars behind his eyes, and he didn’t protest in the slightest when he realized he was being pushed back down onto the ice, the cold against his bare back contrasting sharply with the warmth of the man above him.
Okay, so maybe he was more than just a friend. And maybe Yuri was completely fine with that.
Hands began to wander, Otabek’s fingers brushing gently over skin as he slipped under his shirt, and Yuri shivered again, inhaling sharply, tensing up.
Otabek broke their connection and met his eyes, a playful sparkle in them that made the blonde nervous. “Oh?”
“No,” Yuri said immediately, but it was useless. Fingernails scraped gently against his sides, making him squirm. “No, don’t do that!”
“Are you ticklish?”
“I’m – no! Nonono! I mean—” He tried again. “Please don’t, I’m…I’m really t-tihiheahahahahaha! Wahahahahait!”
Otabek chuckled, scribbling all over his lower torso, and Yuri squeaked and squirmed and tried to push him away, but it was all for naught. The older man was also much, much stronger, and the Russian felt a chill shoot through him from more than just the ice when he realized how stuck he was like this.
“Plehehease, I’m really tihihihihicklish! Dohohohohohon’t! Otahahahahahaha!”
In a sudden flurry of movement, Otabek pushed Yuri’s hands above his head, pinning one with his left arm and maneuvering the other into his left hand, freeing up his right to wiggle under the smaller man’s shirt and tickle freely. Yuri jerked beneath him, still stubbornly holding back his laughter despite how red he was getting from the effort.
The Kazakhstani carefully lifted his leg to half-straddle the blonde, pinning his hips in place, and that was when the dam finally broke.
“Plehehehehehehease! Ahahahahahaha nohohohohohohoooo! Otahahahahahaha!” Yuri giggled helplessly, blushing furiously under the other man’s kind, intense gaze. “Dohohohohon’t! Lehehehehet me up! Dohohohohon’t tickle – EEEK!! Nononono not thehehehere, not there!”
“No?” Otabek teased, dragging his fingers up and down the grooves of his ribcage like he was playing a xylophone. “Not your ribs?”
“STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Yuri pleaded as he tossed his head back and burst into shrieking laughter, trying desperately to move any part of his body, bring his arm down, anything. None of it did any good, though, and that only made it tickle worse. “NAHAHAHAHAHT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!! PLEASE, BEHEHEHEHEHEKA!!”
For a moment the darker man slowed to a stop, allowing Yuri to gasp for breath a second time that day, and their eyes met for a long, quiet, intimate moment.
“Beka?” Otabek murmured.
Yuri’s eyes widened. He hadn’t meant to call him that; in his ticklish haze he hadn’t been thinking clearly and it just slipped out. “I’m sorry, I—”
“Say it again.”
“W-What?”
Otabek began tracing his ribs with his fingers. “Call me that again.”
“Eeep! Okahahay, okay! Beheheheheka!” Yuri squealed, giggles spilling out of him uncontrollably at the gentle touch.
“I like that,” the Kazakhstani said in a near whisper, leaning down to kiss him again, still tickling softly.
Yuri whined, still snickering at the light, teasing touches along his body. Between the playful tickling and the way Otabek was looming over him and pinning him down, the blonde was suddenly beginning to feel all kinds of different ways about the turn this skating practice had taken.
“All right,” Otabek said after another minute, slowing his teasing fingers to a stop and beginning to sit up, releasing Yuri’s arms as he did so. “You’re going to freeze if you keep lying here—”
“Wait,” Yuri protested breathlessly, wrapping his arms around his neck to keep him from moving away, tugging him back down on top of him. He swallowed nervously, blushing and averting his eyes as he muttered, “You can keep going.”
“Oh yeah?” Otabek chuckled again, bracing himself with his arms on either side of Yuri, one hand moving back down to scratch at his belly and sides. Yuri broke into another round of giggles, and the taller man crushed their lips together once more.
Yuri Plisetsky was gasping for air again before he knew it.
Yuri on Ice Tickle Fic Masterlist
A complete list of all the Yuri on Ice fics I’ve released thus far! All fics are SFW. Enjoy!
Total fics: 6
Updated: November 26, 2022
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Jealous: Lee Yurio, Ler Otabek
Untitled Drabble: Lee Victor, Ler Yuuri
Victor’s Gift: Switches Victor and Yuuri
Lover’s Revenge: Lee Yuuri, Ler Victor
Teaming Up and Taking Down: Lee Yurio, Lers Victor and Yuuri
Tickling on Ice: Lee Yurio, Ler Otabek
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Yuri on Ice Coffee Shot Compilations
#1-11
Mysterious as the Dark Side of the Moon by tigersandheroes (Sophia_Ravencrest)
Rated: E
Summary: After letting their friendship fade five years ago, Otabek and Yuri meet again when Otabek has a gig in St. Petersburg. Although Otabek hasn’t changed much, Yuri certainly has, going from diminutive to debonair. Can Yuri learn to love himself, and can Otabek learn to accept the love he’s offered?
Chapter 1/3
OK SO LIKE- IDK WHY I HAVEN’T SHARED THIS BEOFRE BUT. A LITTLE WHILE BACK I FOUND, LITERALLY THE BEST YOI FANFIC EVER ON AO3 AND THIS NEEDS TO BE MORE WELL KNOWN, BECAUSE WOW-
ALSO, I CANT BE THE ONLY ONE THAT LISTENS TO MUSIC THAT FITS THE SCENE OF A CHAPTER. SO AT THE TOP OF EVERY CHAPTER THE CREATORS HAVE PUT THE NAME OF THE SONGS THAT GO WELL WITH THE CHAPTERS! THEY HAVE A WHOLE SPOTIFY PLAYLIST THAT HAS ALL THE SONGS IN IT. ITS CURRENTLY ONGOING WITH 49 OUT OF 56 CHAPTERS DONE AND STILL UPLOADING!-
Fanfic here
Spotify playlist here
Yurio ABSOLUTELY got lectured by almost everyone after his exhibition skate
Like cue Yakov’s yelling while Yurio just sips on his slushie
Mila throwing Yurio over her shoulder saying how the little ice kitty is all grown up now while Georgi wails about true love and Anya in the background
Victor very enthusiastically giving Yurio the birds and the bees talk ‘or in this case it would be the birds and the birds right? Bees and the bees? maybe Yuuri and I should just demonstrate’
Otabek thinking he’s being glared at by Yuuri, and when he finally has the courage to bring it up, Yuuri puts on his best Russian accent, goes into ‘Eros’ mode and says ‘if you hurt our Yuratchka, I’ll turn you into Borsch’… Otabek looking like he now needs a fresh pair of underwear and Yuuri laughing and telling him he’s just kidding, in reality he’s squinting because he can’t see without his glasses.
OtaYuri Fic Rec
I haven’t actually read that many OtaYuri fics but these are my favorites!
My soul is an empty carousel at sunset by dawnstruck
T | 13.8K | 1/1 | Slowburn, Hurt/Comfort
Yuri grows up and grows older and grows into himself. Otabek helps. It just takes a while to get there.
Part 1 of Demi!Yuri
Under your skin the moon is alive by dawnstruck
E | 14.8K | 1/1 | NSFW
Long distance relationships aren't easy, but that just means they've got to make each moment matter, got to make it memorable, got to make it mean more.
Part 2 of Demi!Yuri
Once Mine, Now Yours by TripCreates
T | 7.9K | 3/3 | Fluff
"You’ll have to come here to get it,” Yuri wrote. Otabek smiled at the lack of denial Yuri showed for taking the scarf. “Maybe I will.” “Try and take it back if you can.” Otabek stared at his phone screen. Wait, was Yuri flirting with him?
Or while scrolling through Instagram, Otabek realizes where his missing scarf went.
i walk my days on a wire by idrilka
E | 14.5K | 2/2 | NSFW
“Asia sucked without you,” Yuri admits eventually after a moment, as he falls backwards onto the bed, his t-shirt riding up. It must be still hot in Saint Petersburg, if the forecast is to be believed, but Yuri has the hood up, obscuring his face at this angle. “But we all went back to the hot spring run by Katsuki’s family after the Fukuoka show, so I guess it wasn’t that bad.”
A story of a relationship, told in photographs and Skype calls.
anywhere i go, there you are by astrid_fischer
M | 24K | 1/1 | Slow Burn
There must have been a moment. When everything changed, whether or not he knew it. There must have been, but it’s impossible to find now. The full-color truth of it is already saturating a slideshow of black and white mental images and he can’t remember what they looked like before.
or: it takes yuri plisetsky three years to realize he’s in love with his best friend.
chasing fireflies by copperwings
M | 26.7K | 3/3 | Strangers to lovers, angst, fluff
Yuri has never been good with social interactions or with people in general. But there is a staring contest with Mila’s former classmate Otabek in a dingy diner at 2 AM, and then all of a sudden this Otabek guy wants to hang out with him… Motorcycle rides, sticky watermelon kisses and summer shenanigans ensue, and they spend the summer building their relationship while Yuri tries to come to terms with the fact that he just doesn’t fit into the norms of society.
Or: the fic in which Yuri is neuroatypical and a demisexual, and Otabek is just generally awesome and endlessly patient.
This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.
an elaborately designed, privately owned spiral galaxy
(click for better quality :])
“You’re the kind of soul anyone would be lucky to be with, and you don’t even know it, the great ones never do.”
— Adrian Michael
hey if youre like 13 or under please get off social media and go frolick somewhere i am frightened.and concerned for the youth of tomorrow
50 WORDS TO USE INSTEAD OF “SAID”
Do you ever find yourself over-using the word “said” in your writing? Try using these words/phrases instead:
stated
commented
declared
spoke
responded
voiced
noted
uttered
iterated
explained
remarked
acknowledged
mentioned
announced
shouted
expressed
articulated
exclaimed
proclaimed
whispered
babbled
observed
deadpanned
joked
hinted
informed
coaxed
offered
cried
affirmed
vocalized
laughed
ordered
suggested
admitted
verbalized
indicated
confirmed
apologized
muttered
proposed
chatted
lied
rambled
talked
pointed out
blurted out
chimed in
brought up
wondered aloud
(NOTE: Keep in mind that all of these words have slightly different meanings and are associated with different emotions/scenarios.)
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rare vent art from a few months ago
some observations on color coding eyewear in ficton and their meanings
Marks and Rec: Misc #2483
Thanks for hanging out in 2022~ See you next year! <3 (Dialogue from Rent.)
