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anonbaph · 5 years

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This is my Secret Santa for Rowan @lithuanias for @yoisecretsanta18 !! [if I didn’t messed the names here]

I planned this drawing since day 1 -- but when I came to draw it I needed context... then for a stupid thing I did I needed even more context... so the fic was born!!

You can read it on Ao3 or here after the read more. This drawing is on Twitter too.

Yuuri has always loved dragons.

Since he was a child he’d grown accustomed to dragons, a friend’s parents were dragon trainers. He spent most of his time after the afternoon lessons in the trainers’ grounds, playing with both of his friends there. He loved it when the adults let him ride a dragon, and he even began to learn how to perform to participate in local competitions.

That was the reason the trainers invited him to watch a performance in another city. He was very excited as presentation was being held with renowned personalities who had won high places in international competitions. They were doing a world wide tour to show the best of the sport. Then, it happened and his life was never the same.

Yuuri was twelve when he met them. The beautiful boy and his majestic dragon. There were older riders performing who were more experienced than the boy, but Yuuri was enthralled by their program. Their amazing display of grace and harmony, showed their compatibility and training achieved even at the rider’s young age.

After that he threw himself into practice, all the free time he got was used to train. The adults happy to get a student who was really invested in the training. It wasn’t really their job, but they tried to give him all the opportunities they could offer. He soon asked his parents for his own dragon. He really, really wanted to have a dragon so precious like her, with that elegant figure and pretty scales, clearly well taken care of too.

His parents considered it. Unfortunately, they couldn’t afford to have the same kind that he was asking for, as they had no room nor income to maintain such large dragon, but they saw the sparkle in their son’s eyes. They got him a dragon.

The dragon was still a baby; the same height as their son. They knew when it grew up it could easily reach double the height of a tall adult, and that was just speaking about the height!! Dragons were huge, you know? And from what they were told, it looked just like the other dragon, just with scales a bit more darker than its original inspiration.

They saw the raw happiness radiate from their child as he named the dragon after his idol.

As a young adult Yuuri kept going to exhibitions to perform, even more than just the local ones he used to participate in when he was a kid. But with his current level he couldn’t make enough to provide all the expenses needed. As much as his family wasn’t short of money and a dragon were really tough when facing any issue, but they were still high maintenance.

So he kept flying and learning new acrobatics, but as soon as he could he got a job to help with his parent’s bills. Not everyone owns a dragon, so he used that to his benefit. Mail by horse was still the forte of local provincial communications, but if someone wanted to get a faster service they opted for dragon mail. Giving his local knowledge and history as a rider, he got hired quickly.

He also took advantage of his new work. When he got to go to faraway places he could spend a couple of days there and join some neighbourhood’s acrobatic performances or competitions. This wasn’t going to really give him a “name” in the field, but he could get experience, easy money and even a few contacts if he decided to step into the professional world. Ah, how much he hoped.

Maybe after saving for a while he could just take a long break from working to join a troupe of sign up to a bigger competition. He still needed to improve first, then he could show their skill to the world. One day he could even fly wing-to-wing with them! Only imagine it, competing at the same level, a new performance that would show how proud of himself he was. Imagine getting praises from <em>him</em>, or even an invitation to play a program together.

The first time Viktor saw the boy in a competition.

The competition was not a big one nor one where he was participating. And again, he didn't even watched the boy compete there. They met after it was over.

Frequently he used part of his spare time to check new faces in the sport, so he watched smaller competitions and shows. Usually the ones ending in higher standings would continue training and get to be big names in the future.

As he became more famous he tended to make himself invisible to the public for not being recognized, melting with the mass of people. Not wearing his flamboyant clothes and covering his distinctive hair. Entering and leaving the arena when no one watched.

It happened one time he was already leaving. Then he saw it, a dragon similar to his. Confused for a second as his mind reminded she was still far into the mountain and noticed the discrepancies. His dragon was smaller yet its color slightly different.

While he was busy thinking, a boy appeared from behind the creature. The boy was checking the straps of the saddle and some bags attached to it. The stranger’s clothes were extravagant, like the costume a participant could wear. But unknown. He didn't see him in the arena before.

He didn't remember a dragon of this breed neither, but again, he didn't get to watch all the competition. Later, he went to the information stand and learnt that indeed there was a participant like that. He decided to check the next time he saw his name.

And, woah, what a good decision it was. There weren't many occasions, but each time he could watch the boy and his dragon fly, was a delight. Such artistic programs, if not for a small lack of technique, surely could win a big deal of events.

Each time he watched them fly he got more and more attached. If the reason was they beautiful movements on the air or the beautiful looks of the riding boy, he didn’t mind too much anymore.

Over the exhibitions Viktor watched, he noticed how the boy grew confident with their performances improved their technique. The boy, Yuuri, still lacks some skills last time he saw, but nothing that fitting training could not fix. What if they talked? He could teach Yuuri what he was lacking! Which of them could win then?

He really wants for they to chat now. It seems like a good timing too, as he looks the official list of riders for the current contest. ‘Yuuri Katsuki’ is written between the names of his rivals this time. There still time before the competition begins, so he concludes he could try his luck checking the stables. Elated, he goes to the next building, but when he arrives the place is empty except for the dragons.

Walking resigned around the room he realizes there is a free box stall. Approaching it he reads the name tag of the box and smiles, then approaches to his dragon prepare her to go outside. He wonders what could Makkachin think if he manages to get them a new dragon friend. Together with its human friend, clearly.

They can’t be too far, as the opening is soon. He concludes to take a few minutes of searching could not be wrong and leaves riding. Outside he notices a deep rumble, almost like a heavy purr, like when he grooms the scales of his dragon’s neck. They follow the sound and… there is he. Viktor pauses to breath for a few seconds, then asks Makka to move again.

“Hi!!”

Yuuri jolts when he hears the voice ringing in the room. He was pretty sure he could be alone with Vicchan for a while before the competitions begins, but it seems someone decided to get rid of his chance. He didn’t even notice someone was near them, the fool! He turns his head around and this time he almost falls in surprise when recognizes <em>who</em> stole his chance.

There, just a few meters away from them, is Viktor Nikiforov.

He has no idea how. Really, he has no idea! But, right now Viktor Nikiforov - The Viktor Nikiforov just asked him if he wanted go for a ride on Makkachin. With Viktor. Viktor Nikiforov. He even knew his name!!! This means he’s surely delirious, right? His brain must be thinking he’s asleep. Did he slip from Vicchan while flying? Is he dead?

Still awestruck, he nods to the offer and stands up in the saddle. Nervously takes the open hand extended in front of him and tries to step on Makkachin’s stirrup without falling. He sat down and looks how Viktor is giggling to himself. What is so amusing? He can’t think, he is too busy looking at how gorgeous Viktor looks with that pretty outfit.

As he keeps looking, not like he’s staring!, the giggles morfes to an amazed laugh. And, Goodness!, he loves that laugh. But Yuuri doesn’t get what’s wrong yet.

“I know you need only one of us to command Makka, Yuuri. But still both of us should be looking forward. It’s… safer that way, don’t you think?” Viktor says, still snickeringa little.

Then he does notice what is wrong. He curses in his mind as he notices the terrible amateur mistake he made. The idiot just got onto the saddle backward.

“S-sorry!” Ashamed, he stands up quickly turns on the saddle and sits again, babbling incoherent apologies while Viktor just laughs louder and dismisses them telling it’s not serious matter.

Then, they take to the skies with Vicchan following them. He’s already calmed down after five minutes or so, when Viktor cuts the silence speaking again.

“You know, I laughed but it’s not too bad, Yuuri! Actually, everyone made a mistake or two from time to time. You’re aware of that, surely.”

“That doesn’t mean they are idiotic mistakes like this. I doubt it,” he says, stubborn as no one else could be. He knows it. Viktor chuckles.

“Oh well, if you really think it, this only give me the opportunity to extend my offer.” They land and he feels a gentle pat on his back. He looks over his shoulder as Viktor continues talking. “Since a while ago I’ve planned to propose sharing training information with you.”

Yuuri just keeps looking speechless. Is this really not a dream? Viktor grins at his expression.

“What do you say? Want to train with me?”

‘Like a dream come true’

He smiles and nods.

#Yuri on Ice #YoI #secret santa 2018 #wewritevictuuri #drawing #fic #dragon rider au #fantasy #Baph art #digital art #simple color #clip studio

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charsawdeath · 4 years

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Second one novel is New? And I saw you said that you had fnaf toys, so you like fnaf? Have you got fnaf fics?

No fnaf fics I like it but not that much sorry never got a spark to write about it

I have maaaaany novel ideas, they are constantly morfing and new research is found so it's always something new ❤️

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morfanerina · 2 months

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I am surprised to not have read a single Alastor fic in which he substitutes eggs with actual blood from his victims.

With how much I've seen of Alastor drinking Lucifer's blood in radioapple fics there's certainly some wiggle room for some twisted idea of Alastor making a cake with the literal King of Hell's blood. Or just some random sinner! Heck, there are dishes made with blood (galinha à cabidela my disturbing dish) and it seems right up the radio demon's alley to just have them for lunch.

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In a radioapple situation would you consider this kinky or just fucked up-

#radioapple #hazbin hotel #forgive me for this cursed idea but these are my 3 am thoughts apparently #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel lucifer #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 1 year

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So, I have been considering what each cartoon tmnt version would most excel comparatively with the others and I think I got it:

Tmnt 2012 are the stealthiest of the bunch. I can't explain it, it just makes sense.

Tmnt 2003 have the most technique. Their katas are pretty flawless and their translation in real life fights are basically perfect.

Rise tmnt would be resilience/strength! Especifically thinking how they can literally be used as wrecking balls and just act incovenienced. Out of all versions, they are the ones who can take a beating best and can hit as hard (if not really skillfully for the most part).

Tmnt 87 are very inventive. Their zaniness translates very well in ridiculous plans and weaponization of everyday items the other versions can't quite reach (Rise Leo would absolutely take notes tho).

I think this makes sense right?

#rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 87 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt 03 #tmnt 12 #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 1 month

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Vox being so pathetic for Alastor Valentino and Velvette decided to start to scheme in order to seduce the radio Demon for the TV demon so they can fuck and finally end this whole situation.

Angel Dust is bribed into helping (read: tell them whether their seduction tactics are working) but unknown to the Vees Angel would do it for free because the pure entertainment of Alastor being seduced/propositioned for another demon is fucking hilarious and his confused embarassment over the whole situation is just delicious to observe.

#extra: Vox discovering the whole thing and being so insulted he joins the seduction party. Alastor is ready to murder everyone #hazbin hotel #radiostatic #one-sided radiostatic #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 2 months

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You know that prompt/joke(?) of a Serial Killer essentially confessing in online recipes? Hazbin Hotel universe don't need to hide so it would be extremely blatant.

Rosie wrote a (Cannibal) Cookbook and Alastor helped with the recipes both by tweaking them with her and offering his expertise but also by hunting their main ingredients. The more interesting hunts/targets were written in excruciating detail right before the recipe.

The book is considered the best of its kind for the last century and is also riveting in its storytime segments.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel rosie #some of the targets were douchy overlords that neither of them liked turned into some delicious looking food #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 1 year

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Been seeing this DonSagi ship around and I gotta say, because I automatically think a ship with Sagi is of TMNT 2003, those two certainly had a memorable meet-cute with Don accusing Usagi of harming his brother.

This led me to this TMNT 2003 DonSagi setup

- Leo and Usagi are bff. Even if they act fruity it's just how they are, its completely platonic.

- Usagi visited Leo several times and started to really know each brother - including gentle Donnie, who will fight if he has to and for his family but prefers pacifism.

- Leo will brag about his brothers at the drop of a hat and Usagi always perks up when Donnie comes up.

- Usagi admits his crush on Donnie to Leo stiffly, unsure how the protective leader would react to it. Leo's only hesitance about it was on how Donnie might not feel the same and how it might hurt them if it didn’t work out.

- Usagi didn't ask Splinter's permission for courting beforehand because Leo suggested to wait to see whether his brother would be interested first. Diminish the amount of awkwardness all around. Just in case.

- While those two are scheming on how to get Donnie's attention without the whole ninja family nosing in, said family literally thinks those two (Leo and Usagi) are dating in secret. Mikey already has most of the wedding planned, Raph and Casey have their shovel talks ready and rehearsed and poor Donnie is angsting over having a crush on his brother’s "soulmate".

- Splinter thought LeoSagi was the end goal too but his telenovela instincts are tingling so he decided to wait and see. Besides, he knows Usagi, the rabbit would ask his permission before dating his son.

- April is the one who discovers about Donnie’s crush and is extremely sympathetic. She's also a bit suspicious about this sure relationship the rest of the family has fabricated so she manages to get Leo alone and subtly ask about it.

- I need you to imagine the most baffled look on a mutant turtle's face as Leo registers the question. Obviously he isn't in a relationship with Usagi??? Where did she get that idea??? (the swords exchange, the way you greet each other? she almost says)

- Eventually Leo blurts out Usagi likes Donnie to April.

- April's ecstatic and decides to not spill the beans about the mutual crush, instead joining in the increasingly elaborate scheming.

- And by joining in I mean wrangling the teenagers into a simple and direct plan instead of complex 20 steps or more as Usagi was planning.

- Donnie is very much sad and trying to not be in the same room as Usagi because he doesn't want to get in the way of his brother's relationship and it hurts :( also bc drama

- This makes it exceedingly difficult for any of the plans to succeed so of course it has to be an unplanned confession in a chaotic saving the world situation.

- Donnie's bafflement and asking about the supposed romanting LeoSagi gets him two twin baffled looks.

- Mikey and Raph join in with very confused "but weren't you two together????"

- Leo decides to take those two away so Donnie and Usagi could talk. Also he needs to lecture two turtles about assumptions.

- DonSagi get together... once Usagi gets Splinter's blessing and shovel talk.

#tmnt #donsagi #tmnt 2003 #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 1 year

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I’ve been thinking about tmnt crossovers with the ROTTMNT verse and I can’t help but wonder how people think they would act with the 1987 version? Not sure how many people have watched this last one but I feel they would get each other despite the generation gap.

They are both more comedy driven of the cartoons tmnt.

Yet when they get serious, they get serious and surprisingly dark.

The 87 turtles don’t use their weapons directly that much unless at the beginning and the end - I have this amusing image of the 2003, 2012, 1987 and rottmnt having a friendly brawl with the 87 and rottmnt just starting to use anything but their weapons as weapons and going buck wild. Suddenly there are fish and ladders and who knows what more and the 12 and 03 turtles decide this is too chaotic and simply decide to watch as it gets more and more ridiculous.

And yet the krang and shredder being so different could give them some friction - or not, the idea of Krang and Shredder being essentially a married couple when comparing to the rottmnt versions is so ridiculous no one knows how to truly react lol

#tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt crossover #tmnt 1987 #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 1 year

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Instead of rise vs 12 tmnt for Mikey, I have another idea:

Make it so that 12 Mikey gets accidentally turtlenapped by the Rise guys due to mystic shenanigans and the rest of the 12 family goes on an absolute warpath to get him back thinking he's being hurt or tortured or something.

Meanwhile, the rise fam go oops? And chill around while waiting to send back 12 Mikey or for his family to get him back.

(Pls tell me this exists, I now have the urge to read it)

#rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #i've been amused ever since I thought of it and been playing around with some scenes in my head #i want 12 Mikey to essentially get a spa day while the rest are ready to murder someone lmao #not sure who is more surprised the 12 group that Mikey is super chill and comfortable #or the rise guys having this group ready to destroy them (bc they didn't connect what it looked like lmao)#tmnt 2k12 #morf's fic ideas

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morfanerina · 2 years

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The spell was gentle, lulling the other to a deeper sleep where he wouldn't wake up easily. Wukong's body was completely limp in his arms, a soft sigh and short nuzzle against his fur the only outward sign of what he had just done.

Macaque refused to look at the other's face, gripping tighter as he opened the portal to escape the room, not glancing back as he heard the door open and MK shout, betrayal and fear clinging to his voice, calling to the one in his arms.

The Great Sage didn't even shift, staying soft and pliant.

When the portal closed behind them, the distance enough that Macaque was sure none of the group could catch up easily, the dark monkey looked up at the moon and tried not to think of the kid's face as he realized the setup, why he was there, with them, being friendly - nor how the spell so easily lulled Wukong as if he trusted him, his magic, his presence enough that his natural barriers didn't even fight against it.

Macaque tried to ignore his own conscience yelling at him for another way.

The darker monkey squared his shoulders, adjusted his hold, and entered another portal to make his delivery.

#monkie kid #monkie kid fic #morf's fic ideas #shadowpeach #lmk #lmk Macaque #lego monkie kid #fic #I should post this in AO3 dventually #tho this is technically maybe part of a fic I want to write?

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morfanerina · 2 years

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Monkie kid short fic with the two monkeys (can be considered gen or with shadowpeach flavouring)

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Sharp unglamoured burnt eyes stared at him, studying him, golden gaze flickering for a second, before they closed as the great sage sighed and relaxed, adjusting himself on the ground to sit more comfortably.

The dismissal of Macaque as a threat made his shadows hiss and snarl, his own magic simmer in anger and want of revenge as his scar pulsed in phantom pain - he stopped it, consciously wrangling his emotions and magic before he let them explode and start another fight.

That was not what he was here for.

Sitting on the ground in a mirrored pose of the other monkey, he unfurled the glamor over his ears, the muffled nature sounds suddenly sharpening and making him tense as he got used to them again. Near the waterfall and with the trees nearby rustling, the sounds soon became a background, their constancy a rare event in the ever chaotic world of technology.

Clothes rustled and a small thump next to his hand made the dark monkey lean his head to see a mango.

He didn't look at the other, nor did he thank him, but he did pick up the fruit to eat as he settled further and looked up, just in time to see the first few falling stars from the meteor shower.

A quick breath from the golden monkey and Macaque could imagine the other's impressed face from thousands of times they saw the meteor showers together, when life was simpler and the scars were less, when they were side by side, leaning into each other, wine and laughter shared in their secret spot.

Sun Wukong stayed silent and so did he, as they kept their distance but shared the experience with a peace neither had expected after the fateful meeting at the journey.

An old, hopeful part of him stirred in anticipation to return to those days and he wondered if the old stone monkey wished for the same, but didn't break his stare with the sky nor his silence, not until the last of the meteors, when he finally locked eyes with Wukong, now golden and glamoured again, gaze indecipherable.

Macaque just nodded and let his shadows take him away from their spot.

#fic #morf's fic ideas #monkie kid #lmk fic #monkie kid fic #shadowpeach #in a way #shadowpeach fic #lmk sun wukong #lmk six eared macaque

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