Headcanon that Yuuri, Yurio, and Viktor are literally walking catastrophes when not on the ice or doing ballet/dance.

Like they could be walking in a straight line on a flat surface with nothing in the way and they would still fall down, break something, and cause people to panic, only to pop back up like nothing happened.


The stars
on her bodice
ever so often,
and she clumsily
the moon on her forehead,
she combed away
the fiery trails
that comets left
in her hair,

Maybe he wouldn’t notice,
that she wasn’t
all that beautiful.

© SoulReserve 2016