#yoific

[ellayuki]

22112022 - Yuri!!! on Ice

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"You know, I was actually wondering," Yuuri says, scrolling lazily through his Instagram feed with one hand, and petting Victor's hair with the other.

Victor hums, eyes closed, content like a spoiled cat. "What about?"

Yuuri taps out a couple of hearts (on Yurio's latest post from somewhere in Kazakhstan, and an adorable puppy video), before he answers. "I never heard anything about you ever trying to land a quad Axel."

Victor snorts at that, and opens one eye to look at Yuuri. "That's because I only tried it once, and I almost broke my ankle and my knee."

That… wow, okay. Not the answer Yuuri expected. He blinks down at Victor in surprise. "I guess even you know when to quit while you're ahead, huh?"

That gets him a huff from Victor, and an adorable scrunch of the nose. "To be fair, I tried it on a whim at practice, no harness and no preparation beforehand. And I don't really have your country's Yuzuru-kun's thirst for landing it. So."

Yuuri nods in understanding. "I guess." He turns back to his phone, then, though not before gently flicking the tip of Victor's nose. "Well, the Flip suits you better anyway."

[thegirlwhorideslikeasamurai]

Chapter 14 "Be yourself and understand what you love" is up!

Can You Hear My Heartbeat (104671 words) by TheGirlWhoRidesLikeASamurai Chapters: 14/49 Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov, Nishigori Family (Yuri!!! On Ice), Katsuki Yuuri's Family, Okukawa Minako, Makkachin (Yuri!!! on Ice), Yuri Plisetsky, Phichit Chulanont, Minami Kenjirou, Yakov Feltsman, Christophe Giacometti Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Humor, Romance, figure skating, Angst, Unreliable Narrator, Falling In Love, During Canon, Dancing Lessons, Dating, Literal Sleeping Together, Summer of mutual pining, Anxiety Disorder, Depression, Fluff, Love Confessions, Filling the gaps in YOI, POV Katsuki Yuuri, POV Victor Nikiforov, Drama, Coach/Player Relationship, First Kiss, Special Extended Version of Yuri!!! On Ice

Chapter excerpt:

Yuuri & Viktor finally take an essential step towards each other—yes, I'm talking about the beach scene!

Anxious minutes passed in which Yuuri perched on the bed, frozen, watching Viktor listening to the song, eyes half closed, face puffy from sleep. Was it wrong to wake him? I didn’t know he was already asleep! What if he says this song won’t do it, either? But I want him to love it! There’s a story inside this song. He must see it!

Eventually, the song ended. Yuuri’s heart lurched.

Viktor met his gaze and beamed up at him. The laptop slid from his chest as he sat up. He nodded.

Yuuri drew in a ragged breath. Grinning back, he hunkered down.

“So, you like it?” he breathed.

“It’s a beautiful piece, Yuuri. Tomorrow, we’ll start choreographing it.”

We! He said we! Can I actually do this? “Th-thank you,” Yuuri spluttered.

“I’ll think of something until then. And now, please get off me, Yuuri.”

“Huh?”

An awkward silence passed in which they stared at each other. Under Viktor’s gaze, Yuuri gradually felt more foolish. They were so close that Yuuri’s skin warmed under the heat Viktor radiated. He smelled like summer meadows after the rain. Yuuri wanted to reach out to trace a finger along Viktor’s collarbone, down to his sternum, which seemed to emanate a very potent version of his fragrance, and along the contours of those well-muscled arms. His hair had felt so soft and so silken! Would his skin feel soft, too?

“Yuuri!”

Hands closed around his wrists.

“I like the feeling of you sitting on my lap, but you really should get off me now.”

What? In his excitement, Yuuri had paid no heed to his seat. But the hard object below the blanket just under him certainly was not a flashlight. He shrieked and jumped off the bed.

“Sorry!”

“Never mind.” Viktor rolled to the side, a smile of bemusement on his lips. “Sweet dreams, Yuuri.”

“You, too,” Yuuri blurted. Then, realising what he had just implied, he fled the room.

If you like an extended version of YOI with Viktor as an additional POV, please check out this fic!

[topcatnikki]

In The Depths of Nyéraldë - Status Update

Hi all, it’s been a while! 

As many of you know, I’ve been admin for the Live and Love YOI Big Bang and been hella busy with that. Many spinning plates leaves little time for writing longfics, but I have come to a conclusion about the LGBTree fic! 

I really love this fic, and want to share it with you all so badly, seeing it wallowing in un-updated hell was making me emo as heck ngl.

Instead of trying to sit down and strech myself between writing a Bangfic and the LGBTree fic while also seeing to my admin duties, I’ve decided to serialise the LGBTree fic and publish each part daily rather than committing myself to trying to force out 7k+ chapters each week.

With that said, I have six days worth of drabbles ready to publish right now and will be throwing them into tumblr hell and uploading them to AO3 too! I can’t wait to show you all this epic tale!

[adrianners]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Christophe Giacometti & Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, Christophe Giacometti/Christophe Giacometti's Boyfriend Characters: Christophe Giacometti, Victor Nikiforov Additional Tags: Past Christophe Giacometti/Victor Nikiforov, POV Christophe Giacometti, Set during episode 12, 2016-2017 Grand Prix of Figure Skating Final, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, where did Victor go during Yuri's free skate?, Missing Scene Summary:

In Barcelona, Viktor has his own turn crying in a GPF arena bathroom during Yuri Plisetsky's free skate. Chris, still feeling the sting of his lackluster performance, is looking to cause some trouble. Two wounded men hurt each other and start to heal.

--

um, hi, I remembered this existed and finished it today.

Editing to add now that I’m not literally running out the door: This story came to be because of my intensive YoI rewatch last summer feat. note-taking on all the programs and major motifs. 

Something that I had literally never seen come up in meta (and haven’t seen since, but I’ve also gotten to the point where I ignore anything calling itself “meta” for the sake of my sanity, so it’s possible I just missed it) is that Viktor disappears between hugging Yuri and showing up rinkside after the medal ceremony. Yuuri goes looking for him, doesn’t find him, has to take off for the stands because Yuri’s free skate is starting. My notes included a tongue-in-cheek “Is it his turn to cry in a GPF arena bathroom?” Since frustrated!Chris was likewise on my mind in that episode, this whole thing was a natural sequel to “And So Viktor Met Him.”

[undadasea]

"And what's your name?"

"Batman."

It wasn't really, of course. Victor knew that this man's name wasn't Batman, just as he knew it wasn't Wonder Woman, Black Widow, or Thor. Honestly, Victor had no idea what this man's name was, he came up with something new every time he came to the coffee shop.

Things Victor did know about 'Batman' included; -He liked his coffee with a splash of hot chocolate in it. -That he was very cute. Like, extremely cute. To the point where Victor was slightly annoyed that he never gave his real name, since he would very much like to ask him out on a date. -He had become a frequent costumer over the past two months. -There was a seat up front by the window that he would always sit at if it was open. And if he couldn't sit there, he would sit in the far back, hidden unless you know it's there. -He's most likely a college student. Too old to be in high school, but he had homework (which he usually did while here) -No one knew his real name. No one. Victor was starting to think he didn't have one. Maybe he wasn't a real human after all, maybe he was an angel. Do angel's have names? Victor wasn't sure.

Anyway, Victor was currently pining something fierce on the cute boy without a name. The only hint he got was that he had a friend named Phichit, who was also a regular. Unlike 'Batman', Phichit used his real name every time.

Ah! The doorbell chimed and speak of the devil, none other than Phichit himself walked in. He gave a small wave to 'Batman' who smiled and waved back as Phichit walked up to the counter.

Only a little bit of this did Victor actually witness, since he had been too involved in staring adoringly at 'Batman'. So really, all he saw was 'Batman' smiling and waving but his heart stopped at the smile.

"Um, hello?" That snapped him out of it, and Victor stood up straight and turned to face his customer.

"Hello!" He put as much enthusiasm as he could muster into the greeting. "Welcome to the Life and Love Café! What can I get for you today?"

Phichit grinned and glanced behind himself towards 'Batman'. "I'm not sure about you helping me, but I think I may be able to help you, loverboy."

Victor blushed. "I'm not sure what you're talking about. The usual, then?" He tried to deflect. Tried being the keyword here, as Phichit wasn't about to give up.

"Alright, listen.." he peered at Victor's nametag. "...Victor. Oh shit." He glanced fervently between the two. "Um, give me a sec, kay?" Then he rushed over to 'Batman' and started talking rapidly. Victor watched, confused, as 'Batman' lifted his head to stare at Phichit with wide eyes before he blushed heavily and looked over at Victor. Only for Victor to be staring right back at him, which made him blush more (Victor hadn't thought that possible) and faceplant onto his table.

From where Victor was, he could see him mumble something to Phichit, but he wasn't sure what.

Whatever it was, Phichit grinned brightly. Unfortunately Victor didn't get to continue watching as he heard another customer enter and he had to turn his attention to them.

It actually wasn't until a few customers later that Phichit bounded back up. "Alright, you're welcome! Now, I think I will take my usual."

"What did you do?" Victor couldn't help but ask as he rang Phichit up.

"Just helping out a friend~" Phichit sang.

Victor just sighed. "Okay, fine. And what's your name?"

"Phichit."

In hindsight, maybe Victor should have been a bit more suspicious of Phichit when he came back with that giant grin.

Or maybe Victor would have to thank him profusely. Who knew.

"And what is your name this time?"

".....Yuuri."

"What."

Victor blinked. Then blinked again. No, the person in front of him was the same one who never answered that with anything but superhero names for the past two and a half months.

"My name. It's Yuuri." The man - Yuuri - smiled shyly at him. "It's my real name."

"Oh." Victor smiled gently at him, trying his best to hide his enthusiasm at finally knowing his name. "And, Mr. Yuuri, why is it now that you decide to use your real name?"

Yuuri blushed when Victor said 'Mr. Yuuri' and honestly Victor felt like he was going to explode because, and he wasn't sure HOW, Yuuri had become even cuter when he found out his name.

"My roommate had dared me to only use superhero names when I ordered stuff." His smile was fond as he seemed to be remembering something. "Anyway, the other day he said that the dare was off if..." He trailed off, looking everywhere but at Victor an blushing a bit more.

"If?" Victor prompted when it seemed Yuuri wouldn't continue.

"If... I finally faced my fears. So," Yuuri looked back up at Victor and, while the blush was still very much there, he had a determination in his eyes and a coy smile on his lips that made Victor's knees weak. "Will you go on a date with me?"

And, very suddenly, Victor's brain ceased all function.

He had no idea  how to react to the sexy and cute man before him who was asking him on a date.

Then he blinked a few more times to regain himself enough to respond. "I would love to." He said with dopey grin.

"Great. Um," Yuuri reached and pulled something out of his back pocket, fumbling with it for a second. "Can I have your number? And we can talk about it when you get off?"

"Of course!" Victor reached over the counter to grab the thing Yuuri had pulled out of his pocket, his phone, only to see it already open to a new contact. He smirked and filled in his info, dorkily adding a heart next to his name and hoping Yuuri would leave it there. Then he sent a text to himself so that he'd have Yuuri's number as well.

He handed Yuuri back his phone, feeling a spark where their hands brushed together. "Text me later, okay?" He asked as he was passed Yuuri's drink, and he passed it on.

"Okay." Yuuri said, glancing down at his phone and then back up with a dopey smile of his own.

Idea from this post. Feel free to send a request!

[mercelot]

-edit belongs to @caramelcheese who also wanted to be tagged in this as well as @spicecapadespresentedbyps

In honor of the anniversary of episode 11/12, my fix-it fic.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/13036077

[nsolsblog]

Ich habe gerade " Epílogo: "Mirando atrás..." meiner Geschichte veröffentlicht." Antes De Que Despiertes #CI ". https://my.w.tt/UiNb/0ONjeNO5IJ

[safegod-moved]

for @stalemate - ily jai!! 💕

otabek's anger is icy—silent and cold, a thousand and one words shot through a single sweep of an eye. leo's rage is fiery—huffing and storming through, like a match set to dry wood, and it consumes. things are always worse when they can't escape each other, huddled in a tiny hotel room in the middle of geneva, switzerland, and there's only one bed.

"i'll sleep on the floor," leo says, "you can take the bed tonight."

otabek glances at the ratty carpeting and at the slightly-less-uncomfortable mattress and glares. "fuck that. we might be in a fight, but you're still my boyfriend. i'm not making you sleep on the floor."

leo takes the right side of the bed, otabek takes the left, and both are turned facing away from each other. they wake up in each other's arms, legs tangled and memories hazy.

[slicedblackolives]

I came to the horrible realization that Our Flag Means Death is just what happens when Black Sails and Yuri on Ice have a lovechild

I've been saying that for 3 days

[ellayuki]

25122022 - Yuri!!! on Ice

Merry Christmas! And Happy Birthday, Victor!

~

"I think we should get married," Victor says, completely out of left field in Yuuri's honest opinion, while they're having their birthday / congrats on getting another Nationals gold / Christmas dinner.

Yuuri doesn't choke on his deep fried chicken wing but it's a really, really close thing. He coughs. "What?"

Victor smiles, so wide his eyes are all scrunched up, but his shoulders look just on this side of tense. "I think we should get married," he says again, shrugging like it's no big deal. "Maybe on New Year's Eve. Or New Year's day. Whichever you want. We already have the rings. So."

Okay, Yuuri thinks. Okay, he's being serious. Slowly, he puts the half-eaten wing down, wipes his hands, and straightens up to give Victor his full attention.

Victor's shoulders tense up a little bit more.

"Why so soon?" Yuuri asks, tilting his head and making sure there's nothing in his voice that will make Victor think he's flat out rejecting him. Because he's not. He really isn't. He's… thrilled, actually.

Victor looks down at the food in front of him. "I don't know. I just. I want to be able to call Yuuri my husband. I want-" He hesitates, and Yuuri notices the way the tips of his ears are redder than the wine in his glass. "I don't know. It's silly."

It's silly, yes, but it's also the sweetest thing Yuuri has ever known. "Alright," he says, and feels his own face and ears heat up.

Victor blinks, and looks up at him from beneath his lashes, head still slightly lowered. "Alright?"

"Alright," Yuuri laughs. He raises a finger in the space between them. "On one condition."

Victor looks ready to give him the world, his blue-green eyes wide and sparkling with hope and tentative happiness. "Anything."

"We do it at the end of March. After the competitive season is over." Victor opens his mouth, probably to protest, but Yuuri cuts him off before he can. "That way, we will have time to arrange it so that the people we care about who we'd want to be there with us, can. Okay?" Victor tackles him to the ground, peppering his face with laughing kisses before he's even managed to finish. He laughs. "I'll take that as a yes."

"Definitely yes!" Victor exclaims, hugging Yuuri hard enough to make his ribs creak. "This is the best birthday ever, Yuuri!"

[darthkaoru]

Phichimetti Week (Day 6 - Pining)

Ice Fairy - Part 2

————– Bavaria, Germany, 2007

-Heeeey, boy! Don’t go too far on the left side of the pond, ice is getting thinner there!

-Ok! Thank you! Do you skate too? Do you live here? How old are you? Is that your real hair? Wooow it’s so blond. Hehe, I like it. I came for vacation, it’s my first time skating on real ice and it’s amazing!

-Ahh… you’re really excited…

-So? Do you skate too? Wanna play hockey? I’m small but I’m fast enough. Let me touch your hair.

-Hahaha, you’re weird.

-Curly, so pretty, I love it.

-…I’m a figure skater… I’m about to be a senior but…

-Like dancing, isn’t it? Have you won? Is it fun?

- Yeah, it’s much fun, but it’s beautiful too, not just about winning.

-…well , you’re gorgeous. The most beautiful person I’ve ever met. You’re so tall, and your skin, and your eyes. And… I’m sure you’d win.

-Hahaha. Will you be here tomorrow? I’ll skate for you.

~~~

-Hi, boy.

-Woow such an amazing blades!

-Imagine your favorite music while I sakate, ready?

-Yes! Ohhh… it's…. you… that… ahhhhh….

-Well? What do you think?

-Ah….

-Are… are you crying? Come here, what happen? Can I…

-…You’re… so… I … I think I love you.

-Oh, such a small pretty weird boy, crying while you look so happy.

-I’ll dance too! And… some day… we…

-Sure.

-Hmmmm….

-What is it?

-Let me touch your booty?

-Hahahaha.

————–

Zürich, Switzerland , 2007

-Isn’t Chris skating being different lately, Josef? It’s so enchanting, so appealing.

-He says he’s creating his own style. He came with that idea after a trip to Germany.

-I bet he’ll have a great senior debut.

-I hope so.

[colecnvs]

“The gentle swish of silken fabric, the soft pitter-patter of their zori on the pavement as they strode along. The sounds sent a message to every man, woman, or child within earshot, calling their attention to the beautiful creatures passing within their midst. The beloved Geisha of Hasetsu.” -Sunset in Hasetsu, AnimeFanime

Drowning in Yuri on Ice hell (and fanfiction) atm so here’s a wip! geisha!Yuuri for everyone~ I am so out of practice ohmygoodness-

[carry-on-my-wayward-butt]

oh my gOD okay this took three weeks for like no reason kill me

[undadasea]

Christmas time

So yay, this is my small ficlet for @12daysofvictuuri! I admittedly had a bit of a struggle with writing this which is probably why it’s only about 1,000 words but have this small fluff monster;

Days like this were always Victor's favorite. Snow falling to the ground slowly, lovers walking hand in hand, puffs of air every time you breathed, lights hung in the leafless trees. Cold, very cold, being wrapped in a thick jacket.

They had always been his favorite, but they had been improved since Yuuri.

Now instead of sticking his cold hands in his jacket, one of them held a hot chocolate Yuuri had bought him, the other held one of Yuuri's own. Instead of staring at the lights along the park that were the same everywhere, he watched as Yuuri took them in with awe, watched them twinkle in his dark brown eyes, watched as his mouth opened just a bit more as he saw something that he really liked. Instead of seeing all of the couples so in love, enraptured with each other, he was part of one.

The sad smile he had had before was long gone now, a warm, true smile now on his lips.

"Hey," Yuuri tugged on his hand to get his attention. "Hi, beautiful."

Victor giggled and touched his cold nose to Yuuri's. "Look who's talking."

Yuuri smiled back at him. "Hmm. I'm cold. Are you ready to head back yet?"

"Ah, but we haven't reached the best spot yet!" Whined Victor as he tugged on his hand. "It's really pretty." Yuuri laughed again, covering his face with his hand that still held his own hot chocolate cup, no longer so hot.

"But my nose is cold, Victor! Did we have to do this at night?"

"Yup. You can't see them as well in the day."

His husband sighed fondly and shoved his shoulder. "Fine, but I'm stealing your scarf." He reached up with the intent of pulling Victor's scarf over his head, but Victor got a better idea.

"Why don't we share then? Because I don't want to freeze too," he winked.

Yuuri just rolled his eyes, but let Victor unwrap the scarf partially and wrap it around his neck. "Better?"

"Much."

They continued on like that, eventually passing by a trashcan where they dropped their cups. Yuuri hummed a tune as they made their way back around towards the entrance where they had started the walk through the park.

With only a few feet left until they exited the park, Victor stopped and checked his watch.

"Almost~" He sang, turning Yuuri in the direction where the lights would soon begin. And then, it started. The lights from across the whole park went out, then they lit again, dancing in  symphony of color, shining across the lake that sat between where Yuuri and Victor were and where the trees covered in shimmering lights were.

Yuuri's jaw dropped in amazement as he watched the lights flash red and white, blue and purple, green and red. Victor smiled at him and turned to watch as well.

When the lights finally calmed again, Yuuri turned to Victor.

"That was... Beautiful," Yuuri breathed, voice soft in wonder.

"I'm glad you liked it." Victor leaned forward to kiss Yuuri's forehead before turning to being walking again. "That was what I wanted to show you. You ready to head home now?" Yuuri just nodded, gaze still fixed on the lights reflecting on the lake as they made their way back to their house.

When they finally pushed open the door into the relative warmth of their empty home, Yuuri visibly relaxed into it. Victor took his scarf off them both, and took Yuuri's jacket from him to hang up.

"What do you want to do?" Yuuri asked him, making his way towards their room.

"Cuddle?"

"Mm." He heard Yuuri hum from the other room as he made his way towards him. "Sounds great."

They changed from their heavy winter clothes to their warm pajamas in a comfortable silence, and went through their nightly routine as well before Victor was tugging Yuuri towards the couch.

"I figured we could watch a movie too." He explained when Yuuri sked why they didn't just cuddle in bed. Yuuri was quick to agree.

So after 10 minutes of arguing over which movie to watch, exactly, they finally decided on dramatic Hallmark Channel movies after Yuuri texted Phichit and lost two votes to one, Phichit and Victor agreeing that Hallmark movies were the best choice.

Victor reclined on one end of the couch, Yuuri leaning against the opposite armrest as Victor set the TV to the correct channel. And all was cozy, until...

"Oh my gOD YUURI YOUR FEET ARE FREEZING!!!"

Instead of sheepishly pulling his icy toes back to himself, Yuuri grinned and shoved them further towards Victor, effectively sticking them under his shirt to brush against his stomach.

"OH GOD NO STOP!!" Victor laughed as he yanked as far out of reach as he could, ending up sitting on the armrest. "Stop." He panted with a grin on his face.

Yuuri was laughing hysterically on his own end of the couch, curling in on himself in a fit of giggling.

"You're an jerk." Victor stuck his tongue out at his husband, only to get a mocking one stuck back out at him.

"But I'm your jerk."

"Touché."

"Come here," Yuuri invited him with open arms, moving the blanket so Victor could lean back against his chest and the blanket could cover them both.

"I'm not sure if I trust you."

"Of course you do, now come."

"Dangit, you're right." With a sigh, Victor moved into the awaiting spot, adjusting the blanket before unmuting the TV and turning his attention to it as Yuuri's fingers carded through his hair lazily.

They laid there through two movies before Victor let out a yawn.

"Hm, ready for bed?" Yuuri asked, reaching for the remote before Victor even answered. Not that he answered with much other than a simple nod of his head as he sat up slowly and stretched.

"Come on, zaichik," cooed Yuuri gently, using one of the Russian endearments he had picked up from their time together. He had once said that "bunny" fit Victor better than it had himself, and had thus began to use it on him.

Victor just hummed and let him pull him up and towards their room.

They laid down in their bed and Victor pulled Yuuri closer, letting their legs tangle together as they did naturally at this point. He leaned down and gave

Yuuri a light peck on his lips before murmuring "goodnight, lyubov moya" against them.

"Goodnight, my love," Yuuri whispered back, giving a gentle kiss of his own.

[mercelot]

Rainy Day

Okay I swear this was an ask prompt but I can’t find it in my inbox?

“You know Yuka, one of us has to take Makkachin out.” Victor commented as he took a sip of his tea. “I know. And the other gets to towel him off.” He grinned over his own tea that was fogging his glasses, then looked down at Makkachin who was just lying there probably asleep nearby. “I don’t think there’s any rush and the rain might let up though.”

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12442944

[nsolsblog]

Ich habe gerade " Sentimientos encontrados meiner Geschichte veröffentlicht." Antes De Que Despiertes ". https://my.w.tt/UiNb/TYRENrHp2I