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Yuuri didn’t look surprised when the onsen door opened.

Didn’t cry. Didn’t speak.

Just stood there barefoot, in an old sweatshirt Viktor forgot he left behind in Hasetsu.

Viktor kissed him.

He tasted like rain and that expensive strawberry jam he likes.

Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

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One night, Yuuri sent a voice note.

It was just piano music.

The same melody Yuuri used to hum while washing dishes.

Viktor replayed it seventeen times.

Then got on a plane.

Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

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Viktor vs. the "fix-it" fic (new chapter)

We don't get to see the evidence of it, but I'd like to think that Viktor eventually feels very bad about his decision to prioritize his fancy clothing over catching Yuuri after the latter's Free Skate in episode 5. And, in my head, the figure skating fandom gives Viktor so much shit for it -- particularly Minami Kenjirou -- that Viktor, haunted by guilt, decides to "right his wrongs". Of course, he ends up taking the ever-dramatic Georgi's advice to write "fix-it" fanfiction for Yuuri about what he should have done in place of that blithe "oops, watch the nosebleed!" response.

But let's say Viktor -- 1 year post-canon -- reflects back on that day and starts to feel insecure, not just about the nosebleed debacle, but also regarding the several other things he did that betrayed his lack of coaching experience during that competition (cough cough...changing into his suit instead of sticking close to where Yuuri could see him so close to the warmup session). So maybe he goes a bit overboard when he writes that fix-it fic, taking many many artistic liberties with what went down that day.

Of course, he doesn't realize how upset this will make Yuuri, who has never demanded perfection of him, "Living Legend" or not.

This is the premise of my 9K WIP (that I just updated). As of now, the plan is for this very meta, hurt/comfort story to close out at 4 chapters.

On the surface, it may look like a lighthearted story -- especially because Viktor gets editing help on his fic from many of his and Yuuri's other friends (see the above bracketed parts in the summary) -- but I really wanted to delve into the topic of Viktor and insecurity. Particularly, with respect to the fact that he, understandably, really didn't know what he was doing when he and Yuuri made their debut at the season qualifier competition. This, of course, was compounded by the fact that some of the most important people in his life, like Yakov, were outright dismissive of his decision to be a coach in the first place.

If this sounds interesting, I hope you'll take a second to check out the excerpt below, from the newest chapter (Chapter 2). In it, a certain email mishap gives Yuuri the mistaken impression that Yuuko (one of the people Viktor turns to for editing help), not Viktor, is the one who's been writing RPF (real person fanfiction).

Excerpt (from Chapter 2):

When Yuuri switched back to actually read what had been written next to the fandom and relationship headings, he flushed violently.

Yuuko had written RPF fanfiction starring him and Viktor!!! 

To Yuuri’s immense relief, the draft in question was rated ‘teen’, which enabled his buzzing brain to quiet somewhat; he likely would have died of mortification at the thought of his literal oldest friend conjuring up smutty fantasies starring him and his fiance.

He could vaguely remember Yuuko mentioning wanting to do some creative writing over the summer, but he’d assumed that it would be something in the sci-fi realm, which was her preferred reading genre. And yet according to some of the tags – which made him giggle, in spite of his confusion – this draft was a “fix-it” fic, taking place at the Chu-Shikoku-Kyushu Regional Championships just over a year ago. Kenjirou’s teasing from last month came to mind, and Yuuri began to suspect that this must be Yuuko’s way of joining in on the “Viktor gang-up”. 

Additional Tags: 

Fix-it fic, Pre-Relationship, Developing Relationship, Fluff, Anxious Katsuki Yuuri, Supportive Viktor Nikiforov, this is what should have happened at the Chugoku-Shikoku-Kyushu Regionals last year, fuck your designer suit Viktor, let’s not pretend he doesn’t own a thousand of them, Smitten Viktor Nikiforov, Grand Prix series qualifying competition, 2016-2017 skating season, Everybody Loves Katsuki Yuuri, BAMF Katsuki Yuuri, no noses were harmed in the making of this fic, and no chapstick for that matter either

Summary:

“You caught me!” Yuuri exclaimed, flushed from exertion, and looking so incredibly gorgeous.

Viktor’s heart tripped with affection at that beaming smile, and he planted his feet before reaching up to wipe, gently, at his student’s bloody nose.

“Of course I caught you,” he scoffed, though he made sure to allow his tone to slide into joking territory. “What kind of coach would I be if I hadn’t?”

Though he had a somewhat hazy look in his eyes (he had smacked into the rink barrier pretty hard, after all), Yuuri seemed perfectly content to carry on their conversation while nestled within his arms.

“Well, I’m all bloody,” he replied, looking a bit sheepish. “Plus your suit is so nice…it’d be a shame if it got stained.”

Viktor tightened his hold, hoping he’d be able to remember this euphoric moment in such vivid detail weeks, months, and a year from now. Yuuri had just debuted the program they’d choreographed together, the one they’d poured their hearts into!

Who cared about a little blood? 

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Instead of prioritizing his obscenely expensive designer suit, Viktor Nikiforov catches his student after Yuuri debuts “Yuuri on Ice” at the Chu-Shikoku-Kyushu Regionals. 

(A 1-year “post mortem”/fix-it fic, in which poor Yuuri never ends up getting a migraine after his skate, because his doofus of a coach actually catches him)

Definitely intriguing.

Yuuri examined the page count and snuck a glance at the clock on the wall. This draft was rather long but it would only take ten minutes to pop over to Lilia’s adjoining studio, and besides, he was in desperate need of a distraction from what had come up in therapy. 

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People asked if they were on a break.

Viktor said, “We’re resting.”

Like it was a performance. Like Yuuri was mid-spin and he just needed a breath.

He didn’t say the quiet was worse than falling.

Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

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The bed was colder. Viktor still slept on his side. Still reached for someone who wasn’t there.

He dreamed of Hasetsu’s shorelines and warm hands on his back.

In the morning, he answered Yuuri’s texts with hearts. Blue, always blue.

Yuuri never used emojis.

Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

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Yuuri texted every morning.

“Good luck at the rink today.”

“Don’t forget lunch.”

Once: “Makkachin looks happy in that photo.”

He never said I miss you.

He didn’t have to.

Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

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Viktor Nikiforov was terrible at being alone.

That’s why he’d followed Yuuri halfway across the world once.

But now, with Yuuri in Japan again: “just for a while,” he said.

Viktor didn’t chase.

He waited.

And waited.

*look for the rest in the reblogs*

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Being a weirdo in love

I’m convinced Jinshi will be exactly like Lakan if / when he marries Maomao. A weirdo totally in love with his wife.

If they get married and Jinshi's not telling everyone "she's my wife" every chance he gets I won't buy it, this puppy would be so excited to be her husband he'd never shut up about it just like Lakan 😂

Jinshi: Oh let me tell you about this medicine my wife made! You know, my wife Maomao, she's petite, small apothecary...did I tell you she's my wife, the smart one, the one glaring at me over there...gives me chills 🙂‍↔️

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Just show up

Some days the words will flow, and other days they’ll fight you, but that’s all part of the process.

Don’t wait to feel ready. Write anyway, even if it’s just project-adjacent. Write a character bio. Write a background scene that you know will never be in the story. Inspiration comes in many forms, and sometimes all you need to do is show up.

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writing is kind of like roadwork in that you have to keep coming up with increasingly elaborate reasons for why it’s not done yet. there’s a six week delay because of light winds. the deadline has been extended two months because a family of hedgehogs moved in nearby. a tree fell over the laptop

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Viktor acts like a puppy but he doesn't have the same weight as a puppy xD Based on this post.

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Not a lot going on at the moment: only that I got told that the job I’ve been for the past 3 years’s contract will end this month, then got paralyzed by the prospect of being on survival mode again and stared at one blank spot on the wall for like 4 hours.

Then on Saturday, Sunday and yesterday got the worst migraine I’ve had in a very long time. So I slept at 6pm yesterday and woke up today almost at 8am after sleeping 14 hours 🙃 (and no migraine…yayyyyy)

But the good part is: I’ve started to feel a little better, so updates on my fics (Far Longer Than Forever & As Certain As Dawn) will happen this week 🎉🥳

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Victory

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Stupid show made me start taking up skating lessons this is all i think about now tfffff