#victor nikiforov x reader

[bonkers-4-hatter]

Victor X Reader - Carving my Affection

It was that time of the year, there was a chill in the air, the leaves were changing and falling and there was excitement buzzing around as Halloween grew near. That Fall excitement followed you to the Pumpkin patch, rows of orange hued pumpkins were ready for the picking and that’s exactly what Victor and yourself were doing today.

“(Y/N), I found the perfect one!” Victor was excitedly waving toward you, pointing to one of the many pumpkins in the orchard. Smiling at his excitement, you made your way over to him as he added his find to the wagon filled with other pumpkins of various sizes and shapes. 

Your eyes scanned the wagon counting six pumpkins. “Do you think we have enough Victor? Looks like we have enough to make a whole family of pumpkins!” He gave a hearty laugh, gently taking the handle of the wagon from you and taking hold of your hand with his free one as you both walked down the orchard row. “Da, I think we’ll make the perfect pumpkin family.” 

Victor was always so excited for the Holidays, he said it was extra time to spend with you and to make memories, something he was really big on which you understood and of course you wouldn’t pass up time to spend with him. You showed him some of the fun things that you did when it came to Halloween and he instantly latched onto it and for the past two years of dating, you guys have a tradition at this point when it comes to Halloween activities and carving pumpkins is his ultimate favorite to do. 

After hauling the whole pumpkin family up to your guys’ apartment, everything was laid out and ready for the carving. Usually, you both would have a theme for the pumpkins you carve, but this year Victor said he wanted to make a surprise for you which was adorable so you were excited to see what he came up with.

“Remember to save the seeds my love, I’ll put them in the oven later.” Seeing the happiness practically radiating off of Victor, you couldn’t help but to walk around to the other side of the table and give him a chaste kiss. “What was that for darling? I’m not complaining though, I adore your kisses.” 

“I just love you.” Smiling, he gave your forehead a kiss. “I love you too (Y/N), I can’t imagine anyone else I’d want in my life.” After your moment of fluff, you headed to your side of the table to start on your pumpkin as Victor started on his secret one. 

You were going for a classic pumpkin, with the iconic triangle nose and eyes and the traditional mouth, but you were adding some small star shapes around the pumpkin to give it a nice added flare to it. As promised, you scooped the seeds from the pumpkin and put them to the side so they could be washed, salted and put in the oven for a nice snack later tonight. 

Victor was working diligently on his pumpkin, the usual chattering had subsided as the soft music filtered through the apartment. You didn’t mind it though, it was a nice peaceful quiet, something that you both were comfortable with in your relationship. You were about finished with putting the last of your decorative stars on your pumpkin when you felt hands wrap themselves around your soft waist, familiar fingertips caressing your soft skin that stretched the front of your shirt.

“The stars are a nice touch darling.” You hummed in response as the last piece of pumpkin popped out of the carved star piece. Putting your tools to the side, you turned your full attention to Victor who let you turn around in his grasp, arms wrapping themselves around you once more, but you got to look into his eyes, something you could honestly get lost in. 

“I have something to show you (Y/N).” Pulling you by your hands, he guided you to stand in front of his pumpkin, making sure you couldn’t see what was on it. 

“(Y/N), we’ve been together for a few years and it’s been the best years of my life. You make everyday an adventure and I look forward to what each day brings with you. You’ve supported me in my career, helped me when I felt down, loved me when I didn’t love myself and have stuck by my side no matter what.” You could feel tears start to form from the sweet words Victor was telling you. 

“I can’t imagine my life without you (Y/N) and that’s why I want to ask,” He stopped talking and gently turned you around to show you the pumpkin he carved and in front of you were the words ‘will you marry me?’ carved into the pumpkin. “Will you make me the happiest man and marry me?” Your hands flew to your mouth as the tears flowed down your cheeks, turning toward Viktor, he was down on one knee, a ring box open and smiling up at you.

“Yes! Yes of course Victor, a thousand times yes!” He instantly got up and engulfed you in a hug, arms wrapped tightly around your frame not wanting to let go of you. He peppered your face in kisses before sliding the ring onto your finger. 

“How about we light these up and put them out?” All you could do was nod as your mind was still reeling about what just happened. Both of your lives were about change for the better and with that, your guys’ Halloween tradition just became a bit more special.

[rowretro]

✧𝕾𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗✧

THE SPOILED, RICH MAFIA BOYS,

known by their gang name, ENHYPEN, are known for their vile, brutal, sadistic murders, the 7 being raised by much bigger, retiring mafias. Of course, No one would dare cross paths with them on purpose, or lay a single finger on them.

In a country so corrupt, that no strong evidence will be able to break these men down. It's almost as if... they don't have a goddamn weakness...

Babe… she's the new girl in school and everyone loves her… such a bubbly, sweet, funny, and dumb little girl.

Oh so dumb…. attracting the attention of 7 deadly beings, the hottest boys on those school grounds… and falling into their deer trap, where she'd have to dig with her bare hands to find light….

✧MASTERLIST✧

Prologue

one

two

three

four

five

six

seven

eight

nine

ten

✧𝕾𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗✧

[mouth-it]

https://theresa-965.tengp.icu/ya/vLXdf5x

[rowretro]

𝕾𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗

✧taglist✧: @nxzz-skz   @nshmrarki @wntersm

(anyone else? I think I may have missed a few names or tagged them on a dif post by accident)

WARNINGS: BLOOD, MENTIONS OF DEAD BODIES, nothing else I know of

✧CHAPTER 5✧

It was nothing new in the boys’ house. Waking up, doing a normal morning routine, then coming downstairs to find a whole blood bath in the living room.

 The girl stared, stunned as she watched Heeseung be so casual, laughing and joking with Jungwon as he poked one of the dead bodies with a stick “Painted our white sofa red. Broke whore couldn’t even be grateful enough to clean up after himself.”

 He scoffed, as he clicked his fingers at the guards “I want this room cleaned and the furniture replaced while we’re at school.” Heeseung ordered, smirking as he saw Babe step in, flinching at the sight of the gory scene. 

She silently grabbed her bag, and opened the front door, only for it to get slammed shut forcefully. “Where are you off to without us?! We’re going to the same school.” Heeseung simply said, his arm trapping her between the door and his body. 

“I-I need to get my uniform from home… I’ll meet you at school though-” she faked a smile as Heeseung scoffed “Fine… get in the car I’ll drop you off.” Heeseung coldly stated as the girl gasped. 

There was no way she’s letting them know where she lives. She can’t let them know where she lives, her home is her only safe place.

 “No need, seriously- it’s walking distance-” the girl added as Heeseung frowned at her attitude. “I’m being nice aren’t I? I’m literally offering you a ride babe, are you sure you want to miss out on it?!” He asked, his stare intense as the girl opened the front door “trust me, I’m fine… see you in school-” she said before leaving the building, and running all the way home.

. . .

Upon arriving at her place, she locked the doors and double checked that no one followed her. She peacefully took a quick shower, changed into her uniform and hopped onto her motorbike after rushing her makeup, speeding to the highest, and safest limit she could as she was practically already late. 

10 minutes after the lesson had started, Babe came rushing in, helmet still on her head, the girl out of breath “Sorry I’m late” she apologized through heavy breaths as the teacher blinked. “You forgot to take your helmet off,” the man pointed out, as the girl sighed, taking it off as she went to her seat beside Ning Ning.

 The girl was an extremely enthusiastic, outgoing extrovert, befriending practically everyone. However her energy can be a little too much for Babe to handle. In the nicest way possible, Ning Ning is annoying. “Ooh you even have gems and rhinestones on your helmet? That’s so cool!” she exclaimed quietly, not wanting to trigger the teacher.

 Babe sighed and faked a smile, before continuing to take notes. Ning Ning, however, was distracted, her head on the table, as she took a nap. That was the only time she’s ever been quiet, but the babe mentally admitted, she kind of missed her noisiness.

It was finally break time, the boys out of sight. It was weird. Ever since she arrived at school she didn’t see them anywhere, not even in the first 2 lessons.

 The girl shrugged, sitting with Eunchae where Ning Ning was enthusiastically telling the girls her latest gossip in school “Did you hear? Apparently they’re cleaning it up now! The boys got into a fight earlier, like right before school… there was so much blood everywhere I wouldn’t even be surprised if someone died!” Ning Ning exaggerated.

 “OOH and the person they beat up was a guy that was interested in Babe~” Ning Ning sang as her sentence was followed by the girls’ oohing her. Babe’s eyes widened when she saw the boy’s walk in. 

Just as Ning Ning was about to say something else so daring, Babe stuffed a bunch of popcorn in Ning Ning’s mouth, catching her off guard “YOU SEEM HUNGRY HERE TRY THIS- ITS BIBBLE FROM THE UK-” she exclaimed, muffling Ning Ning’s sentences.

 Jungwon glanced at them, weirded out by her behaviour, while Jay rolled his eyes, approaching them. “Babe Lee. did you forget where you sit or is this some kind of cry for attention?!” Jay asked coldly as he walked off, the girl hastily grabbing her things, running after him.

. . .

Babe was silent, watching as the boys played basket ball outside in the cold. No teachers or students were here as it was pretty late after school. Riki was still staying at home, resting as his fever was fairly high.

Sunghoon was simply smoking some cannabis, giggling with Jake about some random shit. Heeseung flawlessly shooting hoops, teasing Jay, as Jungwon also joined in by teasing the both of them, bouncing the ball out of their hands and running.

They looked so sweet and harmless that verry moment. Babe, looked in her small bedazzled Mirror she keeps in her pocket, frowning as she saw that her lipstick faded, her lips now deprived of the pretty nude-ish pink shade. 

She slowly applied the lipstick, making sure she doesn't apply too much. whenever she got some colour anywhere that's not on her lips, she softly wiped it away with her finger.

The girl applied some more lipstick on her lower lip, flinching as the basket ball hit the space beside her. "Go get the ball Jay-" Heeseung frowned as the male rolled his eyes. Babe frowned as she saw the stride of product on her face.

Just as she was about to wipe it away with her sleeve, the soft hands of Sunoo meet her cheeks, he smiled as he wiped it off properly with some makeup wipes. "Let me do your lips- it's so satisfying" he simply asked.

Quite taken aback by his sudden softness, Babe smiled and handed him her lipstick, lip gloss and lipliner. He was so focused, using his thumb occasionally to blend out the makeup.

he frowned looking through her collection of lip liners, noticing they were all pretty dark. Sunghoon who was witnessing the cute scene simply pointed at one for him, as the male took it and started reapplying the liner on her lips, blending it in so it won't look ridiculous.

He pecked her lips quickly, not ruining his artwork, before applying the lip gloss over it. "I've never actually done anyone's makeup before- you should start letting me do yours more often, your lips look prettier, even though they already were pretty-" He simply said as the girl thanked him.

Wasn't it just this morning that these boys who are seemingly sweet, innocent and carefree, were brutally murdering some bastards and enjoying every scene of it?.... 

✧𝕾𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗✧

[kuranjen]

𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝒂 𝒔𝒌8 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

paring; langa x male! reader x reki

genre; fluff. angst. friends to lovers.

status; on hold (still ongoing)

{lower case} {third person pov}

summary; for his whole life, famous ice-skater, y/n nikiforov have been in the spotlight, alongside his sister. he sometimes wishes he could have a break from the spotlight and be his own person. well, that all changes when y/n makes a wish on his 17th birthday and he move back to his hometown in okinawa for a fresh start with his family. In okinawa, y/n meets two skaters boys who change his life for good and for once in life, he feels like his own person.

kuran's notes; I’ve decided to revamp this story and make it a smau. It still follows the anime.

profiles

the Nikiforov family

the ‘s’ crew

chapters

visuals/moodboards

coming soon

[chuuyaandreaderkilldazai]

introductions

hi! we are lemon and shart! this will be an incorrect quotes and crack fic page. feel free to send in messages, rants, or requests to see if they spark ideas! we'll try our best to respond fairly quickly, but no promises are made.

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shart likes:

--genshin impact

--hunter x hunter

--miraculous ladybug

--sonic the hedgehog

--jojo’s bizarre adventure

--dr. stone

--bungo stray dogs

--yuri on ice

--great ace attorney

--fire emblem three houses

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lemon likes:

--attack on titan

--bungo stray dogs (except i hate it)

--the marvel cinematic universe

--yuri on ice

--fyodor dostoevsky (the russian author, not the character)

--twenty one pilots

--bbc sherlock

--criminal minds

--anything literature related

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additional info:

this blog is entirely SFW, and any NSFW asks will be deleted.

[abbynx]

Pink in the night

Yuri Katsuki X Reader

Genre: Angst, pining, songfic

A/N: I've made Yuri's feelings for the reader ambiguous and left for the interpretation of the reader.

Also: Bold letters are the commentator's dialogue. Pink, bold and italics are the lyrics, and plain italicised letters are thoughts.

Song: Pink in the Night, by Mitski

There was a massive pit of nerve residing in you as you secure the blades of your ice skates. Having been rearranging your article of clothing again and again, you soon caught up you looked fine and you were only doing so in hopes of somehow soothing yourself. It was rather unbecoming of you to button and unbutton your shirt again and again and quite frankly you were starting to feel a lot of people are judging you for it.

How did Viktor managed to convince you to skate as an interval of the clash between two Yuri's? Simple, your Yuri. You wanted to please him so much, you agreed to Viktor's proposal. It seems that Viktor's happiness is also Yuri's. And it pisses you off at the implication..

You sighed. It was just a thought piling after another. You haven't seen Yuri since the beginning of the program, he's probably with Viktor. Your best friend can't even take the time to bid you good luck before you skate. Did he forgot about you?

The thought made you burn, but at the same time guilty. How could you feel so pissed about your best friend meeting his hero?

"Let's give it up for Y/N L/N! Performing, Pink in the Night!"

"Well... I guess I wouldn't get a good luck from anyone."

The crowd fell into a hush, only the sound of your blades against the ice reverberate across the rink.

The moment you stepped on the ice, your brain had also slipped into a state of autopilot. There was no crowd, no cameras... Just you and the ice.

Just you and the ice.

You assume to position, head lowered and hands spread to your sides. The soft music begins to reverberate across the massive space, the instrumentals intense against your ear as the soft pink glow flooded the rink, creating an ethereal feel.

I glow pink in the night in my room

"Y/N L/N has been skating alongside Yuri Katsuki, but has never participated in competitions. The piece they are skating to is a song that's dear to their heart and an open letter for their future significant other."

The routine started for you, and akin to a blooming flower of spring, your lowered head steadily rising to meet the crowd's gaze, you greet them with arms with open.

You began to glide along the rink, feeling yourself being swayed with the music and the softness of the singer's voice. All the heavy feeling that previously weighed on your chest loosened with every move, the fluid movement of your arms riding along the breeze.

I've been blossoming alone over you

"Does Yuri know this is dedicated to him??"

All eyes were on you and you couldn't be more uncomfortable in your skin. It doesn't feel right to perform this in front of a thousands of eyes, when this piece was supposed to be only for him.

It's like publicly proposing and what's supposed to be an intimate moment becomes open, a crowd's entertainment. But if this what it takes to let them all know that you love Yuri, and only Yuri, then so be it. You will scream his name in every roof in the city that you love.

It was funny to think that you reassured yourself at the beginning of the performance that it was just you and the ice, and now here you were, hoping Yuri was there, watching you. 

He would watch you... Right? He's not outside, or in the locker room... With Viktor...

And I hear my heart breaking tonight

When did you start hating the Russian skater, the person you admired with Yuri (albeit, you weren't as intense as the bespectacled man)? All the sudden, there's this unpleasant and sickening feeling saddled in you. You were constantly flickering between your jealousy and guilt.

You're happy for Yuri when the news came to you that Viktor had flown all the way to Japan from Russia to be his coach. His dreams are coming true, to be trained by his idol, his hero! But why were you so irritated at the fact that Viktor is just so close to him in a way that you have never been before? For god's sake, you've been friends since fifth grade and you have never been at a close distance with Yuri.

I hear my heart breaking tonight

You hated feeling this way, it was selfish of you. If by holding back hurt yourself, then you would gladly take the pain as long as he could be happy...

But people are inherently selfish.

What about your happiness?

Do you hear it too?

"Here comes the triple axel... And..."

"Come on, Y/N. You could do it..." Yuri clenches the rail guards of the rink, his eyes following your fluid form brace for the jump.

"Oh! They nailed it!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, and Yuri's grip loosened around the cold bar with a relieved smile.

It's like a summer shower

Yuri did not reach you in time before he had the courage to tell you, but he really love the way you look in your attire. It was how you always dress yourself- the white button up shirt, pressed, prim and perfectly presentable. But at the skating rink, you looked just as angelic and poised as ever. You needn't wear anything flashy, as you were already that captivating.

Has he ever told you that you looked so beautiful? It's not because of the clothes you wear, it's just... Everything about you is so divine and sophisticated that you could wear anything!

With every drop of rain singing

If it were the real you performing, you'd land your jumps sloppily with the grace of a jackhammer. With all the pent up feelings and all, you couldn't stand to feel this way. You wondered if Yuri noticed this.

You hated how close they were, how their faces inched closer, how Viktor can easily reduce Yuri into putty in his hands, how eager Yuri is to impress him and all that. And yet you felt guilty for feeling this way, how could you be so selfish like that?

Though your thoughts were far from a blissful ignorance, such a gullible yearning little angel- you manage to keep them away from seeping from your expression. Your face remained as a kind, carefree ingénue feeling melancholy for the first time.

Bracing yourself for another jump, you allowed yourself to be immersed in the music.

"A triple toe-loop, and a double toe-loop!"

"I love you, I love you, I love you

I love you, I love you, I love you

I love you, I love you, I love you!"

Following the perfect execution of the toe-loops, a camel spin that perfectly synchronised with the singer's dulcet tone voicing what you yearned to tell Yuri.

Ending the the spin, you leap out in joy, as if basking into the unanswered infatuation you've been expressing for him for as long as you remember, with utmost grace and patience. Contrary to your need to keep your feelings to yourself and suffer bitterly in silence.

I could stare at your back all day

I could stare at your back all day

The program is almost ending, then he would turn away from you again. It all felt so short-lived to you, but you hoped Yuri knows how he means to you. You wished your performance spoke to him without uttering his name, you somehow wished he knows this performance is for him and not for the mass.

And I know I've kissed you before, but I didn't do it right

"Another successful set of triple axel!"

After nailing the jump, you followed it up with a one foot spin synchronised yet again with the singer's voice.

Something within you thought it was dumb to express your feelings to Yuri in this way. It was so damn cliché and not to mention, you should've went straight to the point... But you can't. Not with the look on his face whenever Viktor is around.

Can I try again, try again, try again

Try again, and again, and again

And again, and again, and again

"Dangit Yuri, you know I'm not good with words... How the hell am I supposed to let you know that I love you?"

Your chest was rapidly rising and falling by the time you ended with your pose, arms around your body as if replicating the touch you long to feel around you— holding yourself the way Yuri never held you.

The crowd broke into a cheers, but all you searched for within it was Yuri through your fits of panting... He wasn't there.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Y/N L/N!"

"Yuri?" You called breathlessly, taking yet another scan around the crowd. You search for him at the entrance of the rink, but we was with Viktor.

Suddenly, it was just you and the rink again.