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a preview for mine and @alikurai‘s collaboration for @erosyuurizine 😈:

Viktor knocks, and everything suddenly stops, as if holding its breath. At his second knock, the door opens into golden warmth. The ceiling seems to vault into the heavens above, while an intricate tile floor sweeps out before him into an elegant marble staircase. And at the top of the staircase stands a young man, resplendent in crimson, his dark hair slicked back and topaz eyes sparkling enigmatically.

“You must be so tired, traveller,” he says, his voice like honey and wine. Viktor steps forward, entranced.

“It must be dangerous for such a beautiful man like yourself to live out here in the Wild,” he says. Behind him, the doors swing shut with a loud thudding finality.

The young man’s cheeks flare under the compliment as he descends the staircase, the skirts of his scarlet dress flaring with each step. Viktor is rooted to the floor, heart hammering as he watches him draw closer. This young man is a dream, a vision, a memory all at once — Viktor’s certain if he dared to touch, the spell would shatter like a mirage before his eyes.

“I make do,” the young man says quietly, now standing before Viktor. He extends a hand, cheeks still rosy as he looks up at Viktor through his lashes. “Would you like to stay for the night?”

Could I stay forever? Viktor very nearly says. But he bites his tongue, remembering the words of warning he’d heard on the road through the Wild. Never give a stranger your name. Never make a promise to someone you cannot keep. “A bed for the night would be good,” he says after a moment, pressing a kiss to the young man’s hand. It feels warm, solid, and the young man’s cheeks flush as deep as his dress when Viktor’s lips meet his knuckles.

“And a meal?” he asks, tilting his head. Viktor’s stomach growls. “Seems like a yes.”

Viktor nods, mutely. The young man’s smile widens.

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My full pieces for the Eroszine @erosyuurizine are now available. Get it while you can before tumblr closes my wares

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We’re allowed to post our works for @erosyuurizine​, which raised over four thousand dollars for doggo friends! 💋💋💋

Predictably back on my “Victor Nikiforov isn’t a real human” bullshit, we have:  supplicant;

Victor cradles Yuuri’s face like it’s the most precious thing he’ll ever hold between his hands. “You know,” he says, quietly, uncovering a revelation, “I think you could hurt me if you made up your mind to do it.”

What he means is: you might be the only one who could. Yuuri smooths his hands over Victor’s broad shoulders and considers it. “I could,” he agrees. He thinks love has that power, demands a certain sacrifice of self. Its existence guarantees the possibility of pain. “… but it would also hurt me.” It makes Yuuri sad to think of it, and so he sinks, once more, into the fragrant field of Victor’s emotions and lets himself be comforted by the adoration and desire he finds there; strums along them both until Victor’s vibrating with them, an instrument Yuuri’s yanked into tune and which he intends to play. “Is this too much?”

Victor gives the question the consideration it’s due. “No,” he says, and slots their lips together once more. You can go further.

or, Victor Nikiforov thinking “TAKE ME TO CHURCH” the MCD tag is temporary. y’all know i can’t really hurt these boys. ps: this is sort of hades / persephone inspired if you squint. here’s a nikita gill poem that was, in some ways, inspiration, although let’s be honest i was a pinch hitter and the primary objective was to manage to hold my own amongst the rest of the zine’s exceptionally talented purveyors of katsuki yuuri worship. the collection for writers is here!

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We’re allowed to post our works for @erosyuurizine​, which raised over four thousand dollars for doggo friends! 💋💋💋

Predictably back on my “Victor Nikiforov isn’t a real human” bullshit, we have:  supplicant;

Victor cradles Yuuri’s face like it’s the most precious thing he’ll ever hold between his hands. “You know,” he says, quietly, uncovering a revelation, “I think you could hurt me if you made up your mind to do it.”

What he means is: you might be the only one who could. Yuuri smooths his hands over Victor’s broad shoulders and considers it. “I could,” he agrees. He thinks love has that power, demands a certain sacrifice of self. Its existence guarantees the possibility of pain. “… but it would also hurt me.” It makes Yuuri sad to think of it, and so he sinks, once more, into the fragrant field of Victor’s emotions and lets himself be comforted by the adoration and desire he finds there; strums along them both until Victor’s vibrating with them, an instrument Yuuri’s yanked into tune and which he intends to play. “Is this too much?”

Victor gives the question the consideration it’s due. “No,” he says, and slots their lips together once more. You can go further.

or, Victor Nikiforov thinking “TAKE ME TO CHURCH” the MCD tag is temporary. y’all know i can’t really hurt these boys. ps: this is sort of hades / persephone inspired if you squint. here’s a nikita gill poem that was, in some ways, inspiration, although let’s be honest i was a pinch hitter and the primary objective was to manage to hold my own amongst the rest of the zine’s exceptionally talented purveyors of katsuki yuuri worship. the collection for writers is here!

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“Pardon, but are you quite alright?”

Yuuri does not recognize the voice, and yet perhaps its warmth and concern suggest that he ought. He turns to see a man with a full face mask of vibrant royal purple and silver obscuring his face, though he is tall with broad shoulders and elegant hands in deep aubergine gloves that cover his thumbs while leaving his other fingers bare. The rest of his suit is that same vibrant purple and black with shimmering bits of silver shot through his jacket.

“I daresay I am not,” Yuuri answers. A butler walks by with a tray of champagne in crystal flutes. Yuuri takes one and downs half in a single drink.

His companion takes one for himself. “I would think someone as fetching as yourself would enjoy such an event.”

Yuuri swallows the remainder of his champagne. “I would rather not discuss it.”

“Of course,” he’s told.

There’s something about this stranger, Yuuri thinks as he carefully watches him from behind his mask. A gravity surrounds him that Yuuri is pulled into, like an inescapable orbit. He can’t see his eyes, the mask muffles his voice, and the ambient lighting of the gala obscures his hair color with a jaundiced shade of yellow, but his presence casts Yuuri’s thoughts to a long-haired boy wearing eyes like the sea and a smile like a Valentine card from his youth he once believed in more than anyone.

No longer.

“Excuse me,” Yuuri says, and he brushes past the man, opening a heavy door into a moonlit study. Yuuri removes his mask and fights back the urge to weep. He’s convinced himself since age fifteen he has no tears left to cry, but perhaps he miscalculated. Maybe he can call a carriage, go home, put an end to this farce that is somehow also a trap.

The family manor, the hot springs, the businesses all will be lost, and Mari will have to work like a woman of lesser name and social standing. He cannot be so selfish to toss out the remaining scraps of the Katsuki legacy or force his sister into a world to which she does not belong.

💋 EROS UNBOUND, a fic and art collab with myself on prose and @picklestpickle on illustration, for the @erosyuurizine is now available on AO3.

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I was also one of the merch artists of the @erosyuurizine and designed a print of Yuuri in a very risky skating outfit :>

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I just shared the full NSFW illustration I did for the @erosyuurizine with my patrons! 

Check it out for just $1!

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We’re allowed to post our @erosyuurizine pieces!

I had the honor to collab with @lucycamui again, so look out for her accompanying fic as well! It’s a story about shoe designer Victor and Yuuri becoming his new model and inspiration. 👠

Uncensored piece here!

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We’re finally allowed to post our @erosyuurizine pieces for everyone to see. Thanks to all who supported this lovely project! 🌹💋✨

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Thanks to all of your support, purchases, and boosting, Eros has raised $4152.03 for Old Friends! According to the information on their site, it takes roughly $1500 per year for each individual dog’s care and feeding. In other words, we’ve funded just about three dogs’ food, toys, treats, vet care, and shelter for an entire calendar year! 

 We’ve provided the proof of donation below.

We could not have managed this incredible feat without your support, and certainly not without the incredible efforts and talents of our participants! Words cannot express how awed we are by the outpouring of support (financial and otherwise) this fandom has shown this project.

Our participants can reveal their works to the public on Tuesday, July 30th, so if you weren’t able to purchase Eros, you’ll want to watch this space alongside our Twitter as we spotlight the amazing creations from our project.

Once again, we thank you all so much. This project would be nothing without your kindness and support. It certainly would have been nothing without our amazing participant roster, so we want to extend a huge amount of gratitude to them as well. 

💋 XOXO darlings!

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Our last physical orders have shipped, darlings. Watch this space for proof of donation as well as public release of all of our works.

Thank you all for your support, and thank you to all of our participants!

XOXO

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We close for good TONIGHT.

Greetings, darlings!

Our remainders sale and PDF round two have begun!

💋 For physical zines and merchandise: yoieroszine.com 💋 For our PDF with an instant download: erosyuurizine.itch.io

We close shop for good at 11:59 PM EST on June 30th. When they’re gone, they’re gone, so do not hesitate!

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Only this weekend remains in our leftover sales, darlings! We close Sunday night, so this is your last chance. 

Greetings, darlings!

Our remainders sale and PDF round two have begun!

💋 For physical zines and merchandise: yoieroszine.com 💋 For our PDF with an instant download: erosyuurizine.itch.io

We close shop for good at 11:59 PM EST on June 30th. When they’re gone, they’re gone, so do not hesitate!

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Leftover Shipping Update

Hello darlings!

The next batch of leftovers will be shipping on Wednesday, to make sure the mod in charge of shipping has fully recovered from her illness this weekend. We thank you for your patience and can’t wait for you guys to get your bundles!

Love, The Mods 💋

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Don’t forget to pick up a bundle! All proceeds go towards the good doggos of Old Friends. 💋

Greetings, darlings!

Our remainders sale and PDF round two have begun!

💋 For physical zines and merchandise: yoieroszine.com 💋 For our PDF with an instant download: erosyuurizine.itch.io

We close shop for good at 11:59 PM EST on June 30th. When they’re gone, they’re gone, so do not hesitate!

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Leftover Shipping Update

All leftovers ordered as of 10:00 AM EST on 6/12/19 have had labels created and have been packed. There’s a minor technical difficulty involving my printer that means the bundles will be mailed later today.

Any prior bundles that were held or came back as return to sender will go out with this batch of leftovers this evening as well. 

As a head’s up, I’ll be mailing leftovers twice a week due to real life commitments. So if your package doesn’t go out immediately, give it a few days. :)

Remember, you can buy our leftover zines and merch as well as our PDF until June 30!

XOXO Mod Dommi

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Greetings, darlings!

Our remainders sale and PDF round two have begun!

💋 For physical zines and merchandise: yoieroszine.com 💋 For our PDF with an instant download: erosyuurizine.itch.io

We close shop for good at 11:59 PM EST on June 30th. When they’re gone, they’re gone, so do not hesitate!