Title: The Captain’s Conquest

(Yuri on Ice | Victor x Yuuri |  3.6k words)

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Victor sighed dramatically. “And here I was, looking forward to the day we meet again.”

Yuuri tightened his grip on his sword. “En garde,” he whispered.

Or: Navy captain! Yuuri reunites with privateer! Victor on the high seas.

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14721716 


Written for @yoinauticalzine

If you’re keen on historical AUs, swordfights, blindfolds, inappropriate use of jewellery, and/or shameless double entendre, please give this a try! :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.

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Title: A Story About Summer

(Yuri on Ice | Otabek x Yuri |  900 words)

Artist: @peggyshrooms​ (also on Twitter)

Author: @erushi (also on Twitter)

Rating: PG-13

Summary:

Summer in Hasetsu felt different from summer in Almaty.

Otabek remarked as much to Yuri, who snorted and rolled his eyes. “Big surprise. They’re different places.”

“They feel different,” Otabek insisted stubbornly. “Hasetsu’s quieter, but there’s something else too.”

Or: A story in which Otabek visits Hasetsu, attends a summer festival, and falls in love - not necessarily in that order.

.Originally written for the Lover/Fighter Otayuri fanzine (July 2017)

AO3 link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12670878


In July, I wrote 4 fics for the Lover/Fighter Otayuri fanzine, a collaboration with the amazingly talented @peggyshrooms​. Here’s the second. You may find the first here.

The monochrome version of the illustration which inspired this fic is reproduced above with Peggy’s permission. The full-colour version, and all the other illustrations that were done for this fic, are only available in the zine.

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!

I saw the latest Sanrio collab announcement and just had to write this. :D;;

It was, Yuri decided as he was stopped by yet another fan for his autograph, altogether tiring to be a celebrity. Things had been much simpler when he was a schoolboy in London, before he had been scouted and brought to Sanrioland, and when he could actually get to wherever he was going on time.

Five more autographs and almost twice as many photographs later, Yuri felt almost proud that he was only sixteen minutes late to his date.

Badtz waved to him as he approached. “Hello, Kitty.”

Yuri waited until he was near enough, then punched Badtz lightly in the shoulder. “Haha, very funny.”

“It never gets old,” Badtz smirked. He made a face as he rubbed his shoulder. “Also, Jesus Christ, ow. Aren’t you supposed to be ladylike?”

‘Oh, go to hell, Badtz,” Yuri laughed as he fell into step beside the penguin.

“Oi,” Badtz said, slinging his flipper around Yuri’s shoulders as they walked, “what did I tell you? Just “Beka” is fine when we’re alone.”

You can read the rest on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12604032 

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Title: We Dream in Prophecy

(Yuri on Ice | Otabek x Yuri |  1.2k words)

Artist: @peggyshrooms​ (also on Twitter)

Author: @erushi (also on Twitter)

Rating: PG-13

Summary:

In which Otabek seeks the favour of a god who dwells in the Steppe, and possibly wins his heart.

Originally written for the Lover/Fighter Otayuri fanzine (July 2017), titled “A Kazah hero meets a Russian fairy.”

AO3 link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12507232

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In July, I wrote 4 fics for the Lover/Fighter Otayuri fanzine, a collaboration with the amazingly talented @peggyshrooms​. Here’s the first of the four, and possibly my favourite. (I may be working on a sequel. >_>)

The monochrome version of the illustration which inspired this fic is reproduced above with Peggy’s permission. The full-colour version, and all the other illustrations that were done for this fic, are only available in the zine.

(Also posting this in honour of Otabek Week, although this is not a formal submission since it’s not new content. ^^;;)

Title: With a Pinch of Sugar

(Yuri on Ice | Victor x Yuuri |  6k words)

Author: Erushi

Rating: PG-13

Summary: 

A college AU, in which Victor feels Very Strongly about the cakes that are appearing mysteriously in the common kitchen of his dorm.

And possibly about the cute student in his TA class, too.

For the Catfish Prompt Party on Tumblr: “How about a prompt that has to do with cake :)" 

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/12179754 

Dear anonymous prompter, 

I’m so sorry it’s taken me almost three months. m(>_<)m 

I hope you like all the cakes!

peggyshrooms:

[Kingsman!!!ON ICE] 11:29pm


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Random scribbles which @erushi started and I WAS SO EAGER TO DRAW EEEEEEE <3 The Golden Circle is showing soon so I’m hyped AF!!!

peggyshrooms:

Happy to announce my new zine! It’s Otayuri because this pair needs more love 🙆💙🐻🐯

Little trivia: I didn’t want to restrict myself with a theme ( e.g traveling / vacation theme) but I ended up having extremely scattered illustrations. I’ve been lurking @erushi ‘s stuff for a while and to my surprise she’s a local (I’m so happy Q.Q) So I’ve decided to pick up my courage to approach her for this zine :) !! Completely shook at the quality of her writings in such a short time! Thank you Erushi for joining me, I’m very proud of the book and I’m very proud of you <3

I didn’t print a lot so please grab it if you’d like! The cover is 250gsm matte laminated finishing and the content is 150gsm per page ( which is rather thick, I like it thiiiic )
The zine is 4 different AUs + visual aid ( illustrations).

If you are interested, please fill in the form here!

There’s a few more preview images over at my Instagram too 💙

I’m pleased to announce a recent project!

Earlier this month, the talented @peggyshrooms invited me to write a few words to accompany the illustrations in her Otayuri zine. I went a little overboard and wrote her four short fics. :D;;

Please support Peggy’s zine! Her art is gorgeous - I’d frame and display everything if I could. It’s been an honour to contribute to it. <3

Scored the YOI Ichiban Kuji “Enjoy Your Trip” Tour Guide Book, and Otabek’s page is just ~killing me.
Imagine:
Otabek sending Yurio pictures of the random, interesting things he finds in Almaty, and Yurio replying, “Give me!!!”
Otabek invariably...

Scored the YOI Ichiban Kuji “Enjoy Your Trip” Tour Guide Book, and Otabek’s page is just ~killing me.

Imagine:

Otabek sending Yurio pictures of the random, interesting things he finds in Almaty, and Yurio replying, “Give me!!!”

Otabek invariably buying those things for Yurio and sending them to him. 

It starts of as a joke, but like all running jokes, it escalates, until one day, Yurio opens his front door, expecting to find yet another parcel from Kazakhstan… but finds a WILD CITY BOY on his doorstep instead.

“I was expecting something a lot smaller,” Yurio says, with a nonchalance he doesn’t feel. He hopes that Otabek doesn’t hear the slight hitch in his voice.

“Thought I’d deliver it personally,” Otabek grins, sharp and sure, as he drops the black-and-gold cap on top of Yurio’s head. 

What, Yurio tries to say, but Otabek leans in then, and steals the retort right from his lips. 

“Suits you,” Otabek finally murmurs. a while later. A long while later. 

“Oh,” Yurio breathes, slightly dazed. Unthinkingly, his hands fist in the front of Otabek’s jacket, and he reels his maybe-boyfriend in for another kiss.