sorry for the lack of ricks these past few days! mod has been preparing for college as mentioned on the twitter for this as well, so my time has been pretty dicey! hopefully once the dust has settled iâll be making a return, so keep your eyes peeled out for that :]
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Nights with nothing to do were difficult to come by when you are a servant in the royal court.
That night, Ji-Yeon had made her way to the verandah of the servantsâ quarters. Her figure was slumped in exhaustion as she sat down, looking at the sky. The stars were out and amidst the cage that comprised of the castle walls, they did not mar the skyâs beauty in the slightest.
Taking a deep breath, she felt the stress in her muscles slowly drifting away. The night sky was peaceful, and kept her at ease when she has had a long day or plenty on her mind.
There was no home outside the palace for her to miss, as she had spent most of her childhood in the palace, even if she did, they were all but forgotten. Yet she wondered how far out did the clouds stretch, she was not sure. There was so much to know, yet little opportunity for her.
Refuge of the night sky proved to be well deserved, as she wanted to put aside from her mind some things that had been going on in the palace that she dared not address. As a servant, she had no bearings in giving opinions for the matter. All she could do was pray and things go well. Â
The stars twinkled, as she slowly fell asleep in her perch on the verandah.Â
The thoughts in her mind were like stars that peppered across the sky.
((AKA playing with Cao Bin's veil kink(?). Having the veiled bride waiting in the room is an old Chinese style wedding traditions. Cao-Bin takes that opportunity.))
Cao-Bin waits in the wedding chamber, veil over his face. Excitement coursed through his veins.
Michele enters. Inwardly sighing and shaking his head. He knew already who was beneath the veil and even though it was one fraught with the familiar pallor a vampire had, he swore Cao Bin's cheeks were a tad rosier when they were together.
"Cao-Bin...?" Michele whispered as he closed the door behind him.
The other male turned to Michele's general direction and smiled. "You took your time."
"Of course. You would have loved it on you as long as you would like, don't you?" Michele chuckled as he walked closer.
Cao Bin's chuckle echoed that of his now-husband's. "You know me so well."
Gentle fingers lifted the corners of the veil over Cao Bin's face. Slowly Michele's face came into full view. Cao Bin's eyes slowly adjusted to the dimness but illuminated by the brightness that was Michele's elven features.
"Gods, you're beautiful."
Michele raised a brow and scowled, having his intended dialogue snatched from him. Cao-Bin's musical laughter followed as he stroked the elven knight's cheek.
"No veil can keep me away from the beauty that is you, Michele Crispino."
Michele groaned as he squished Cao-Bin's face. "You stole my line, Cao-Bin you sly dog---!"
Cao-Bin smiled as he pulled Michele closer, foreheads touching. "You still have a ways to go with eloquence, Michele~~" he purred.
Michele smirked as he slowly gained power over the smaller vampire, his frame towering over the other on their bed. "I may lack in eloquence, but my love for you knows no bounds. And tonight may just be one of many to show you."
((Drabble prompts because Iâm taking them--Requests are open--and good grief this got long.))
The groaning turned into downright yelling, as Yuri threw his phone across the room.
âYuraâŚ? Are you okay?â Worried as it would seem, Otabek reemerged from the bathroom of their shared room to the enraged Russian.
âAagghhhh I canât believe thisâ-Iâm so mad right nowwwwâI need to hit something!âI want to punch a wallââ
âYouâll break your fingers.â came the deadpan reply.
âI want to cut a bitchââ
âNo bitches here. And no skates.â As if on cue, he picked up Potya who was just crawling towards him, meowing contentedly as Otabek picked her up.
âI want to shout it from the roof topâ-Yakov can suck my ballsâ-Iâm just soâUGHHHHâ He collapsed into the bed, fists up in the air, until he turned to the side and saw a pillow. âHere, think fast.â He quickly said as he tossed the pillow at Otabek.
âWait whaaâ-â
Before Otabek could continue, Yuri started ramming his way into Otabek, punching the pillow as hard as he can. They were rapid, which made the impacts hurt all the more.
âYuraâaghâheyââÂ
âStupidâYakovâI sentâmy programâto himââ Yuri spoke between punches and breaths. ââthe standard wasâtop notchâeverything compliedâ-with theâISU standardsâbut he rejectedâbecause of my costumeââÂ
Sure, Yuri did have an eccentric fashion sense, if his exhibition skate was any indication. But what Otabekâs concern was, that Yuri was still hitting him. He could practically FEEL the bruises forming on his arm, used to support the pillow.
 âI worked so hardâon itâand he just rejected itâIâm so UGHHHHHHHâ!!!â With a growl, he fired a volley of punches into the pillow, Otabek barely holding on to it.Â
The tense air diffused, as all they could hear was Yuriâs panting.Â
âFeel better?â Otabek asked worriedly, as Yuri finally stopped to catch his breath.Â
âDaâŚthank you, Beka.â Yuri looked up with the sheepiest look on his face.
âDonât mention it.â came the reply as both skaters looked at the state of the pillow. Potya would only need to scratch it and they would have to replace it.Â
The quietness was punctuated by Otabekâs hiss of pain. âDamn, Yura, youâre not the Ice Tiger for nothingâââ Otabek looked at his left forearm, which would slowly line with bruises.
 âBekaâoh my gosh--Iâm so sorryâ-â Yuri looked decidedly apologetic after his rage earlier.Â
 âItâs fine, Iâll get an ice pack for them. Now what was the outfit that you wanted to show me?â
 â-Â
 MeanwhileâŚYakov was still studying Yuriâs proposed skating costume with the biggest frown on his face.Â
 âWhatâs the matter?â Lilia asked, looking at him from across the room.Â
 âIs he trying to pull off my 70s look?!â Yakov showed him Yuriâs proposed design. White fabric. That one pair of Chanel sunglasses. Gold lettered sequins down the front, borderline bell sleeves, and a colour scheme that would make Elvis Presley give a thumbs up.
âThis was from my darkest junior days---Yurachka is taking after me more than I thought---but why---arghhhhhh---â The groaning ensued, as Lilia only rolled her eyes impassively, as she sipped at her wine.
Seung-Gil wasnât usually a fan of following about random horoscopes of the day, love compatibility etceteras. However, he did take a peek at what exactly Phichit was reading from the Thaiâs position on the opposite end of the sofa. It was from a site called astrology-zodiac-signs.com.
âNo to what, exactly?â
âIt says here. âTaurus is a sensual Earth sign with a deep need for physical touch and the joy of all senses of the body. Gemini needs intellectual stimulation and doesnât care that much about spending time in someoneâs arms.â sounds like you and I. And yet, here we are.â
âWell, theyâre not wrong in that sense.â
âAnd our compatibility is pretty low.â Phichit proceeded to show from his phone a bar with only a small section was filled in with colour and the number at the end would make even Seung-Gil inwardly wince. Numbers have a profound effect on this man, and 5% wasnât really a good percentage most of the time.
â5%? How do they even get to that?â
âWell, I dunno.â Phichit shrugged, but before he could continue, Seung-Gil went on.
âDo they gather a hundred Taurus-Gemini couples and test for how their relationship is working?â
âWell, yeah, maybe.â Phichit was now suppressing the urge to snort in laughter.
âThere are many other factors to why the numbers are like this! Considering Iâm doubting the statistical nature of the percentages at this pointââ Seung-Gil was cut short by Phichit bursting into laughter. âWhat?? Whatâs so funny?â
âOh, Seung-Gil!â Phichitâs Million Dollar grin resurfaced itself onto his features, as he approached his beloved, and wrapped his arms around Seung-Gil. âI didnât expect you to be so worked up when numbers are involved!â
Seung-Gil was decidedly abashed that he was reacting so much over a horoscope compatibility reading. But he too knew that horoscope readings werenât the key to propelling their relationship.
âKnowing you, weâll beat the odds, 5% or not.â The smile melting to something more reassuring, which only fuelled the Koreanâs flush in his cheeks, as Phichit planted a kiss to his cheek.
He had to smile, both at his own moment of stupidity, and also everything about Phichit, and that they did have a good future. Returning a small peck in kind, Phichit then suddenly spoke.
âNow letâs check for Viktor and Yuuri, Yurio and Otabek, etceterasâŚâ
A grin formed on Seung-Gilâs features, already imagining the hysterics it will cause when the power couple was involved, as they both huddled around Phichitâs phone, scrolling through other horoscope compatibilities.
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This wasnât supposed to happen.Seung-gil only did not seem to show any form of emotion as he got up from the kiss-and-cry, waving at the photographers, journalists and fans as he walked away with Min-So by his side.
As he refused to carry out interviews with the press, his mind was still echoing that very same sentence in his head. What went wrong? He had everything laid out in his head from the angle of jumping to the technical scores he meticulously calculated with each jump, but for some reason he seemed out of it. He usually did not let other skatersâ scores affect him, but for some reason, Micheleâs score announcement triggered him thus. Furthermore, landing a fall on one of the jumps that could earn him a spot for the Grand Prix Finale had dealt the blow for him, barreling his score all the way to 6th place.Once he was sure they were away from the rink, Min So only gave him a look of carefully masked concern as they walked back to the hotel. A stray tear, with few more to follow, trickled down his cheek, as he gripped his fists hard, hanging his head low. It angered him that his efforts had now gone to dust. Moreover, he was, for once and hating it with every fibre of his being, letting his emotions get the best of him, but fortunately away from most people.
Unbeknownst to him, fellow competitor Yuuri Katsuki had witnessed it, and understood that feeling all too well. As Yuuri looked onward, he was now faced with an impending fear. With Viktor back in Japan, how was he going to handle the pressure of the Rostelecom Cup?
Tonight's 2:30 am "It's too late to be wracking my brain over this!" Is brought to you by @/cupids-chamber as I try to figure out if @/cupid-spams is also them or someone entirely different!
Followed by "Spicing up poisonous mushrooms! Food for your foes" starring Jade Leech
((I won't be surprised if I sleep until 2pm tomorrow...))
This helped remind me that I have asks in my ask box growing cobwebs on them, lol XD
With Idia, at first I wasn't so sure of him but I started being able to heavily relate to him. (Idia and I being introverts, shut ins that hide in our rooms too much, will not shut up about our fave anime, allergic to being in social situations, ect) then it went from "I relate to this character" to "you know, he kinda coot" and now he is my theme...
I should probably sleep now, I just noticed I started rambling again, lol