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“Yuri's fashion choices have always been…” Katsuki trails off, apparently unable to ransack any of the three languages Otabek knows he speaks for a word that properly describes the spectacle before them. Otabek revels in the optical illusion created by that many rhinestones in one place.
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Bookmarked by rainydayblues
15 Aug 2019
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I just love this. Sometimes I think "the aesthetic pleasure of a mugging" to myself and I crack up with no explanation
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Yuri kept his head down, but Otabek could still see the flush spreading on his face and down the side of his neck. At Otabek's feet, two tentacles climbed and rippled over each other in what he assumed was a nervous gesture but which looked like— like snakes mating, and oh, that was a bad thought to have right now.
“And now that it's started,” Yuri continued, “I can't shift back until I…”
Otabek took a wild guess. “Until you work it out of your system?”
Halfway through a competition, Otabek finds Yuri having a bit of a pheromone-related problem — because apparently, Yuri is secretly a tentacle monster. Who would’ve guessed? Certainly not Otabek. All the same, he thinks he might have the perfect solution.
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In which people with floofy pauldrons like Cullen should probably not stand so close to the woman waving around a lit candle on the end of a board.
Bookmarked by rainydayblues
23 Jul 2019
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I love this! It really captures everyone's personalities in not a lot of words, and I like reading it when I need a quick pick-me-up
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Here's the thing about Napoleon Solo: he only values something if he's stolen it.
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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.
Bookmarked by rainydayblues
12 Nov 2018