St. Petersburg

THATS INSANE 💜💜💜💜

ao3 was opened to use 15 years ago so i want to remind yall that the second ever posted and oldest ao3 fanfiction left is DEAD POETS SOCIETY NECROMANCY FIC

Saw this tweet and thought it sounded like something that would happen to them

Xiaohongshu user and figure skater 花滑小明 has uploaded a ton of videos of him doing Yuri!!! on Ice programs! Here is the one, the only… Eros.

He does match the canon choreo the best he can, although he mostly does double jumps. It hardly matters though! You can see his account here

I don’t know where this came from so I can’t credit the person who made it but that person is amazing for making it.

We love FIC recs 💙💙💙💙

coming to the freaks of tumblr as a woman. does anyone have any actual good yuri on ice viktuuri recs. pls no smut and not that long. olympics got me missing them help me.

Can You Hear My Heartbeat Chapter 41 is up!

The tie-kink re-enactment

Summary:

Viktor has grown too bold. He can’t just make me horny like that before I have to skate. It’s time to rein him in. Since Viktor's greedy dog has thwarted all plans for the night after the Rostelecom Cup's short programme, Viktor is very eager to make good for it now that he is reunited with his Yuuri again.

Your favourite YOI novelisation (at least I hope it is) is back from its summer break. I hope that you guys will enjoy this chapter! 💙💜

Excerpt below the cover image.

“So, when are we going to tell it your parents?” Viktor asked as he steered the van to the expressway. The snow was falling more strongly now, peppering the streets with white blotches that melted under the wheels of dozens of cars heading hither and thither, and still coating the windscreen.

“Not yet.” Yuuri’s voice was a tired drawl. His dark eyes followed the periodic back and forth of the wipers as they brushed the snow away with untiring swiftness. A familiar undercurrent of tension hung in his words.

“Okay,” Viktor said softly. “We’ll wait until you’re ready.”

“Thank you.”

In the passenger seat, Yuuri closed his eyes and said no more. The pallor on his cheeks and the dark circles under his eyes were a tell-tale of the hell he had walked through during the two days they had been apart. When Yuuri was like that, it was best to just be there. But for once, Viktor did not feel like talking, anyway. His mind was still reeling from their reunion. A proposal, of all things, had been the last thing he had expected to happen. But in the short time that he and Yuuri had been together, one truth had crystallised above all: That he wanted to be with Yuuri for the rest of his life. He had stopped believing in ever ever after. But with Yuuri, it had come true.

“I’m proud of you, Yuuri,” he said when they sped along the motorway towards Hasetsu.

“Huh?” Yuuri said wearily. “Why?”

“Although your free started on the wrong edge, you fought through it and qualified for the Grand Prix Final. I admire your strength and your fighting spirit.”

“Oh,” Yuuri said softly, and his cheeks blushed. “Thanks.”

Why is Yuuri so surprised? How did he expect me to react? Of course, a clean skate would have been amazing, but Yuuri had achieved so much more at the Rostelecom Cup. The old Yuuri would have melted down in the free skating. If Viktor could only make him see!

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they know you walk like you’re a God, they can’t believe I made you      weak.

so this is what happens when I sketch/doodle while listening to halsey. but yeah, some quick sketchy af boys for you.

I had to draw Yuuri in Joseph Oda’s clothing from The Evil Within just because 😍💕

i still love yuuri katsuki heh.. sorry this is a lazy piece

soooooo…. chapter 8 am i right??????? 

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