Hello, world.

Two kinda sorta confessions!

1. I’m more active on twitter these days. Look me up @erushi over there if you need to get in touch!

2. I’ve also fallen pretty deeply into MXTX novels fandom (MDZS, Tian Guan Ci Fu / Heaven Official’s Blessing, Zha Fan / Scum Villian) since my last tumblr post aaaages ago. I’ll be posting some stuff here soon. But in the meanwhile, if you’re in the fandom too, do say hi? :D

Here’s another sneaky snippet from my piece for @darkhorsezine​ - a zine focusing on all things Otabek Altin!

I posted my first snippet here. I had lots of fun exploring various periods in Otabek’s life as he grows up, and I hope you’ll enjoy reading about him too.

Pre-orders for the Dark Horse Zine will open on 13 November 2017. Mark your calendars!


He’s fifteen, going on sixteen, when Otabek realises that he might be different.

He supposes he’s always suspected. He remembers hanging out with the other boys at the rinks in America, taking turns to smuggle in those magazines to share. They’d discuss the female models afterwards, about who had the biggest tits or the nicest ass, and whether they’d rather do the redhead with the lace bra on the cover or the blonde with the furs on page thirty-three.

Otabek had joined in, because sure, the women were all kinda hot, like the brunette posing with the motorcycle on the centre-spread. But he’d also wondered why no one had said anything about the man pictured with her, about the way his leather jacket stretched across his broad shoulders or the way his ripped jeans hugged his thighs. Otabek had stared at the man’s fingers where they curled on the woman’s hip, at the way the man had dipped his head to nuzzle at the woman’s breasts, the hint of five o’clock shadow on his square jaw, and Otabek had thought that was also kinda hot too. But he hadn’t realised what that might have meant. Not then.

Now, on the other hand – two weeks shy of his sixteenth birthday – Otabek thinks that he does. The realisation weighs uncomfortably in his gut, a heavy, thorny curl of guilt and shame.

“Hey, Otabek!” JJ calls from the rink, and oh, Otabek thinks, knows, that that’s yet another problem, right there.

If you’re following me on Twitter, you may have noticed that I’m writing for @darkhorsezine​ - a zine focusing on all things Otabek Altin. :D 

Mine’s an introspective piece that follows Otabek’s dreams, goals, relationships etc. as he grows up. I just submitted the final draft today, and so, in celebration, here’s a snippet: 


They go to a club. Otabek blinks.

“Not expecting this?” Leo laughs.

“Can we even get in?”

“I know someone,” Leo grins, easy and bright.

That someone turns out to be the DJ. Otabek’s not sure what Leo’s told him – although he won’t be surprised if it’s something like, please, cheer my roommate up, for God’s sake; his moodiness is getting all of us down – but they manage to persuade him to allow Otabek behind the turntable. Leo fits the headphones over Otabek’s ears carefully, like a crown in a strange coronation, while the DJ guides Otabek’s fingers to the mixing console. He gestures at a dial, and Otabek turns the knob obediently. There’s a split-second of silence, during which Otabek freezes, certain that he has just screwed up.

Then, the bass drops.


Pre-orders for the Dark Horse Zine open on 13 November 2017. I’ve seen sneaks of the other contributions, and the amount of talent in the zine is amazing. 10/10 would recommend getting!

Kingsman x Mr Porter visit 1/?

Discovered that the pop-up Kingsman shop on St James Street coincided with my time in London. I couldn’t resist. :D 

Photos are allowed in the shop. The staff are also super duper nice. They were very kind to the various fans who came, and even shared trivia.

I took a bunch of photos, for friends who could not travel there. Sharing them here too. :) I’m completely wow-ed by the attention to detail in setting up this shopfront. <3

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The shopfront. I took so many photos in front of it. I must have amused the shop staff.

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Celebrating my having (finally!) finished my Victuuri reverse bang fic… by writing more Victuuri. :D This time, a sequel to the short Mafia AU I did in February. 

I quite like how the first bit of the sequel is shaping out so far. Here’s hoping I actually finish it for posting, instead of letting it die in WIP hell. :D;; 

Meanwhile, my Victuuri RB fic will be posted on 28 June. Stay tuned!

Trying to write TMFU fic - always difficult, because I write so slowly, and real life often interferes - and my draft basically features text place-holders like:

Illya’s voice is husky. Napoleon’s mouth goes dry. They fuck.

I wish fic-writing were so easy as to be able to just leave the text like that.