#[IC: Yuki]

[shadow-king-club]

"Happy Birthday."

@a-girl-named-angel

[dragonballnewstar]

Random Spencer and Yuki convo my brain spat out --

"Hey, can we talk inside?" Yuki leaned her shoulder against the wooden doorframe. Her brother outside in the winter chill, his elbows against the black iron railing having his usual smoke. He didn't need to look at her, he knew she was going to grill him about something.

"Come on, it's cold." A second attempt. He would respond with a simple grunt as he leaned his body back, holding onto the railing and stretching his spine. Yuki rolled her eyes before joining her brother, walking with purpose and plucking the cigarette out of his fingers before he could take another drag. "I found the pills. Explain."

He would stare at her for a moment before taking back his cigarette and raising his eyebrow, plopping it back between his lips. "Which ones?...the red ones? The blue ones?" His tone was sarcastic as he inhaled, basking in the familiar burning sensation.

Her eyes narrowed at him. "What are they even for?" He lazily tilted his head towards her, staring out at the dusty setting sun. "Well, the red ones make you feel floaty, and the blue ones make you see all the details of the universe." He gave a cocky half smile and finally looked at his sister. "If I take both I can talk to god."

"Fucking hell, Spencer." She shot up and fumed for a second. He's always like this. "You don't even...we don't need that stuff." The sentence hung like a pendulum as Spencer took a final drag before dropping the butt on the deck and grinding it out with his foot. He looked at his sister, eyes flashing the familiar yellow glow as his adrenaline spiked briefly before fading just as fast.

"You wouldn't get it." He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the railing, his jacket fitting a bit too big. Not surprising, it's not like it was his jacket to begin with..

"I wouldn't get it?" She jabbed, crossing her arms and staring down at him. "Spenc, we're twins. What's there not to get?" This is true. They shared the same freak mutation, same test tube, same experiment facility, same face and all. Only exception was she was XX, and he was XY.

But they're fates weren't the same.

He's 'Two' for a reason. He's the backup.

She got protected. He got turned into paint via firing squad when their facility was wrecked. She got the job while he was trying to make do. She got the whole training bit, the crew, the ship, the lovers, the money.

His coat was stolen off a guy from a bar.

Even now, it's her friends inside. Her crew. Her mission. He's just here. It's not like he got an invite, he just inserted himself into the situation.

"I'm not interested in you playing psychologist, okay? Yeah yeah I'll do better and figure it out." Each section he used air quotes to enunciate his point before turning back and staring off into space again. Yuko would open her mouth to respond but got interrupted with a knock on the doorframe.

"Hey, we're planning the coordinates. Come on." Just as quickly as she came, Leena left to return to wherever she came from. Yuki sighed before looking at Spencer, her lips pressed together into a sharp line. "Just...talk to me when you're ready, okay?" With that she walked back inside, leaving him alone on the deck once again.

[frostfires-blog]

Happy New Year 2025! 明けましておめでとうございます Official New Years Illustrations Part 2

[randomfingthings]

I thought it impossible for my love of Yuki to grow even more and YET

[uchiha-itachi-amaterasu]

By Masashi Kishimoto

"If possible, I don't want to have to kill you... nor do I want you to have to kill me…However, if you come at me… I will kill my heart with a blade and become a true shinobi."

Haku Birthday - January 9

[build-a-stim]

winter hugs bear (2009)

X | X | X || X | X | X || X | X | X

[someiicecube]

—Honey, I accidentally turned my human RAD students into child versions of themselves! Come quick! And bring some candy too!

[katanamasako]

@hugo-the-reckless for Living with the Gods/hearth maiden au

Hugo was at the local pub. Usually he would go out to the pub and drink or flirt with the women. But he didn’t feel like it tonight. He wanted some peace for the first time in his life. He wonder in town, just enjoying the music and stars. He looks up at the large temple. He decides it’s a perfect place to relax. He sat at the bottom steps. He took in a deep breath and close his eyes as he enjoys the fresh, warm wind.

the patter of small paw pads sound, and something wet and scaly is dropped in his lap. A small blue child not much older than Alex had dropped a fish in his lap, and was standing expectantly in front of him.

[astruel]

Yuki interacting with the several members of ice mountain, since there seems to be a lack of that

[light-end-dragon]

✦✦Frozen Ice-Scout Story✦✦

Hello fellow gays, this time I give you the Enstars !era scout story "Frozen Ice" now fully translated.

✧starring Nazuna Nito, Mika Kagehira, Makoto Yuki, and Yuuta Aoi✧

Please use the links below to get to each of the chapters.

✧[Chapter 1]✧ [Chapter 2] ✧[Chapter 3] ✧[Chapter 4]✧ [Chapter 5] ✧[Chapter 6] ✧[Chapter 7] ✧[Chapter 8]✧

cw. for unhealthy eating habits and possible trauma, and just general ex-valk level angst.

**This is not an official translation. All rights to the story and characters etc. are property of Happy Elements. The only thing that is my own is the translation.**

don't ask me why i did this. i don't know either.

[d999666]

Galactik football - Rose Series

Rocket x Tia

Sinedd x Mei

Micro-ice x Yuki

D'jok x Nikki

Ahito & Thran

Mark x Nina

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Using Frame Source from Twitter(@witpa_)

[axleboost]

Naruto Fanfiction | Life Without Kurama, Chapter 10

It was only a matter of time...

Haku of the unique Ice Style joins Zabuza on the battlefield. How will things shake out with the lethal duo facing off against a far stronger Team 7 than in canon? Read the chapter to find out!

[lavs-stimming-mood]

A stimboard of Cure Nyammy from Wonderful Precure!

❄️ 🤍 🐾

🐱 x 🐱

🐾 🤍 ❄️

[iwaoiness]

Iwaoi ice skaters AU, but instead of being a pair, Oikawa teams up with Kiyoko and Iwaizumi with Yukie. They’re always competing for rankings and routines, teasing each other when their practice times overlap, bragging about pulling off a move with their partner that the other can’t. Kiyoko and Yukie find it pretty amusing; during breaks, they snack together while watching Oikawa and Iwaizumi on the rink, arguing over who can spin more without getting dizzy or who skates faster.

They’re like wolf pups, constantly seeking the slightest opportunity to pounce on each other and roll around, trying to nip at ears or the scruff of the neck. They poke at each other’s nerves, trying to provoke until they’re exhausted. Their rivalry is fascinating; their relationship, explosive and loud.

But when the last skater leaves the rink, when the sky fades into darker shades, when only the security guard remains with strict orders from Irihata-san to kick them out (by force if needed) after nine o’clock, Tooru and Hajime stop rolling around.

Sharing sweet smiles and gazes that shine like summer suns, Hajime and Tooru dance across the ice with grace and agility. Their bodies are perfectly synchronized, mirroring every precise movement as if they were reflections of each other—their legs swaying, their blades gliding over the ice in unison. Their hands meet, and Tooru’s smile spreads across his blushing cheeks as he reads the playful intentions in Hajime’s sparkling eyes.

They skate side by side, move to the center, and skate backward. Iwaizumi gently pulls Oikawa closer by the arm, and Oikawa’s hands wrap around Hajime’s, guiding them to his waist. Then, with the perfect momentum, Tooru pushes off, and Hajime firmly grips his waist, lifting him effortlessly as if he weighed nothing, spinning with him in the air. Laughter escapes Oikawa, the cold breeze kissing his skin and tousling his hair.

Hajime sets him down gently, Tooru’s skates returning to their habitat, the ice. Now they skate face to face, their hands still intertwined, smiling at each other.

“Wow, Iwa-chan, not bad. I could almost feel your arms shaking.”

“You were the one shaking, Shittykawa, don’t get confused.” Hajime’s grin widens, and they skate side by side again, gliding from one end to the other, spinning and twirling, falling with the clumsiness of a penguin as their laughter echoing around them. They talk about what they’ll do this weekend, share thoughts on the latest gossip Akaashi brought, and argue over which restaurant they’ll go to on their first date.

[triptychgrip]

Fic Recs (February 2025)

And now for February recs! (You can find my January post here)

As a reminder, I'm using these monthly rec posts to prioritize spreading the word about authors that are not already on Tumblr (or who appear inactive), with a focus on 1) WIPs/recently written stories (updated or completed within the last year) and 2) NSFW fics, because those could always use more love! If something is a WIP, I've noted that in bold/purple next to the author, and if something is NSFW, I've noted that in bold/red, also next to the author.  

Life has been kicking my ass so far this year, so while I didn’t get to as many stories in my bookmarks as I’d wanted to, below the cut are 5 Yuri!!! on Ice (actually 6, because I’m including one of my own WIPs, lol), and 3 Fruits Basket stories that I think deserve more attention.

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Yuri!!! on Ice Recs

1) Synthetic (28K, by achillean_dreamer) - WIP, NSFW

Relevant Ships/Tags: Viktor/Yuuri, Cyberpunk, Mild Gore, Violence

I truly wish I could leave a hundred kudos on this fic. I’m drawn to scifi stories, and this one is very Black Mirror-esque, which I absolutely love. 

It’s set in 2049 in a post-war dystopian society that has been experiencing low birth rates, necessitating the government to fund the development of remarkably lifelike droids capable of experiencing and generating the various forms of love via technology called Synthetic.

Viktor – who in this fic-verse is still a champion skater and the son of two famous, late war heroes – is asked to become a sperm donor for the SHIP Institute’s Eros line of androids, and when he pays a visit to the Synthetic procurement chamber, Yuuri – a droid that operates quite differently from his counterparts – ends up dancing with him and seducing him just like he does in canon. 

There’s palpable chemistry between them, and in the middle of having sex, Yuuri invites Viktor to come back to visit him once the skating season is over: a prospect Viktor finds exhilarating. However, just after Yuuri climaxes, he starts to cry from overwhelm, and then begins panicking, shouting about how he’ll be labeled defective, as well as “I don’t want to die! I don’t want to be shut off!”

Before Viktor can parse what’s happening, they are being interrupted by SHIP Institute staff, who forcibly escort him out, while mentioning something about Yuuri experiencing a malfunction error. The next 3 chapters follow Viktor trying to piece together what has happened to Yuuri, who has been removed from the SHIP Institute, a task he’s aided in with help from Yurio (who is a droid in the Agape line). The pacing and suspense build-up in this story is so good, and it’s also just really well-written with an impressive amount of detail when it comes to things like settings and the the kind of technology at play in this society. 

Excerpt (from Chapter 2):

Minami perked up, the swash of red on his fringe puffing out as his eyes twinkled, “Yuuri-kun is soo cool!” he exclaimed. “He’s not like other—” His train of thought was derailed by a throttling high-pitched noise emanating from the device in his hands. He whapped it a few times, shrinking down in embarrassment. “Sorry, I got one of the codes wrong.” His eyes flitted over the screen, reading the data streaming in random digits and letters Victor couldn’t piece together.

An awkward silence fell into the lull as Victor stood, trying to piece together the idea of the Eros droid with the figure in front of him. With his eyes cast to the floor, he seemed small, out of sorts, not oozing with seduction like the android Chris had spoken of. When Chris relived his own Eros experiences, he’d flutter his long lashes, flaunt his most come-hither grin, and let his baritone voice drip out like smoothly. Of course, Victor didn’t know whether to laugh or shiver at the idea, but the thought lingered in the back of his mind enough that he found himself here, looking at someone more prepared for a funeral than a dalliance, except for the spark of fire brimming in Yuuri’s eyes every time he caught his gaze. 

Minami peeled himself away from the screen, puffing happily as he tapped the last pieces of information in, closing the lid with a snap. “Alright! I’m done!”

“Everything in order?” Dr. Nishigori asked, her voice tinged with positive expectancy even as she bit her lip anxiously.

Minami snapped his head up, nodding furiously until he became a swirl of blonde and red over his white lab coat. “Yes. Everything’s set up! Yuuri-kun will perform sooooo good! Optimal!”

2) Make A Blind Eye See (3K, by Fifthnameattempt) 

Relevant Ships/Tags: Yuuri & Takeshi, 5+1 Things, Growing Up, Coming Out, or rather failing to come out

I don’t think I’ve ever read a Takeshi POV fic, and this one is so cute and funny. It’s a 5+1 story focusing on just how oblivious Takeshi is to the fact that Yuuri is so incredibly gone for Viktor (as in, long before the “Living Legend” ever arrives in Hasetsu), and I personally love the idea that everyone in Hasetsu – and I mean literally everyone, including his triplet daughters – has figured Yuuri out for years before things ever “click” for Takeshi, lol.

Excerpt:

“And he - he - he brought that stupid puppy all the way to the rink last week and it’s all Yuuko-chan wants to talk about and it’s like she doesn’t even notice me when stupid Yuuri’s around and – !”

He breaks off, cheeks turning pink as he realizes how close to admitting his greatest secret he is. Mari is looking at him like he’s grown a second head right in front of her.

With a quirked smile, she drops her hands to her hips, and observes, “Wow. You really think about him a lot, don’t you?”

His blush only intensifies when he looks down at his skates. “...no.”

The flat denial does nothing to change Mari’s opinion, but she gives a small, resigned sigh. “Okay, kid, here’s the deal: I’m sorry your parents make you feel like shit for not skating as well as him, but that isn’t his fault, got it? Stop taking it out on him. He really looks up to you and the only time he doesn’t look happy when he talks about skating is when he’s trying to figure out why you hate him so much.”

“I don’t hate him,” Takeshi speaks without thinking, then pauses, considers the words, and is surprised to find they’re actually true. Yeah, it’s annoying that he’s a year younger and so much better than Takeshi already, but Yuuri’s actually pretty nice other than that.

“Good,” Mari says, her dark eyes assessing him and seeming to find what she was looking for with a nod. “And as for that girl-stuff, I wouldn’t worry about it.”

“There’s no girl stuff!” Takeshi insists, even though at the same moment the sound of Yuuko laughing over on the ice forces him to lift his eyes, automatically searching for her.

3) Hold Me Hard and Mellow (3K, by maydei) - NSFW

Relevant Ships/Tags: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, Light Dom/sub, Blindfolds

When I find a Dom Yuuri/sub Victor fic that involves blindfolds AND rimming, it feels like I've hit the freaking jackpot, lmao. This fic is gorgeously written, and I absolutely love how much emphasis there is on Victor being in a position where he has to give up complete control and how hard that is for him, in spite of the fact that he and Yuuri have played like this before. 

I'm a sucker for pet names when it comes to Viktuuri -- lol anyone who has read my stories probably knows this -- so that was yet another element of their fun that made everything feel very sweet while at the same time, very much still being a display of teasing/Yuuri's mercilessness as a Dom. 

Excerpt:

A tremulous little moan makes its way from between Victor’s teeth. His lips part, pulling air in through his mouth and over his soft palate, dragging over his teeth and tongue. “I’ll try,” Victor says. “I’m trying.”

Yuuri replies with an indistinct murmur, his fingertips wandering Victor’s sides, over the mountains of his hip bones, dipping between the subtle valleys of his ribs. Victor feels him shuffle closer, settle at his side, and from the balance it feels like Yuuri has risen up on his knees—

Without warning, Victor is lifted and flipped face down. He yelps in shock; keens when he feels Yuuri settle over his back, the bare length of his erect cock a warm line against his lower spine. When Yuuri’s lips find his ear, it’s all Victor can manage to reach forward and take hold of the comforter instead of arching back to seek relief. Blunt pressure pushes his thighs apart—Yuuri’s knee as he settles between Victor’s legs.

He is spread out for Yuuri’s pleasure and amusement.

Shivers traverse his spine; Victor’s muscles twitch and spasm beneath his skin, overcome with longing. He wants so badly to be touched. 

4) Even This Moment (15K, by lily_winterwood) - NSFW 

Relevant Ships/Tags: Viktor/Yuuri, Yuuri/Others, Viktor/Others, Black Mirror AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Arranged Marriage, Soulmates

This might be cheating since I technically started reading this fic right at the beginning of March, but with my Black Mirror hyperfixation coming back over the last 2 weeks, I just had to put this story on the list. Warning: at one point, it will feel like your heart is getting STOMPED on, but it’s so, so worth it.

This is an AU of the season 4, fourth episode of Black Mirror: ‘Hang the DJ’. If you’re not familiar with that one, it follows Amy and Frank, who get matched by a dating algorithm for certain periods of time which they must adhere to, all for the purposes of the system learning their preferences and assigning them an eventual long-term partner. To borrow a quote from the fic: “The system must assess your reactions to a multitude of scenarios in order to create a comprehensive profile by which to pair you with your ultimate match, replies the device.”

In this AU, Viktor and Yuuri meet as first-timers brand new to the matchmaking system, and when they tap their algorithmic devices – lol, they call the devices ‘Coach’, which I thought was a cute detail – at the very start of their date to reveal how long they are matched for, they see a bewilderingly short amount of time, given how they seem to have instant chemistry: only 12 hours.

At the close of their “relationship”, they are both clearly regretful around having to part ways, as well as each starting to doubt the entire premise of algorithmic matching…especially when Yuuri next gets paired with Seung-Gil for a 1 year relationship, and Viktor gets paired with JJ for a 9 month relationship. 

I won’t spoil what happens with the rest of the story, but aldfjladjsdk, it is SO, so good! I love how it keeps the original spirit of Hang the DJ while also infusing it with a distinct Viktuuri flavor that is so heart-wrenchingly them (i.e. filled with wonderfully angsty pining, some really great sex, lots of feels). And the ending is so, so satisfying.

Excerpt:

Viktor looks up, just in time to meet Yuuri’s brown eyes. They shine contemplatively as he tilts his head and smiles, and for a moment, Viktor has to remember how to breathe.

“Sorry, what?”

Yuuri’s smile grows wider. “Do you think they’re really in love?”

“Well, they’re each other’s ultimate match,” Viktor says, shrugging. “The system has a 99.8% chance of success, so they’re probably it.”

“Hm,” replies Yuuri, reaching over to Viktor’s cake and swiping himself a glob of frosting, popping it into his mouth in a way that gets the blood in Viktor’s head going in the opposite direction. “I suppose I should have more faith in the system, but…”

A sudden, tense silence falls between them. Viktor watches the other man fiddle with his wine glass, a light flush dusting his cheeks as he picks up a napkin for his fingers. He feels drawn into Yuuri’s orbit, a wayward planet caught in the gravitational force of a star.

“Well, I was going to say nice to meet you, but you stole some of my frosting, so…” he jokes, and Yuuri laughs a little at that.

“Interesting shoes,” he says, gesturing to the brouging along Viktor’s oxfords.

“Interesting tie,” Viktor retorts, gesturing to the navy monstrosity threatening to strangle Yuuri’s neck.

Yuuri laughs sheepishly, tugging at it. “Listen, I’m sometimes told I look like I get dressed in the dark, you really don’t need to dig it in,” he says.

“I could think of a lot of better uses for that tie,” replies Viktor, and Yuuri arches an eyebrow, stepping impossibly closer.

“You could?” he asks, and Viktor’s breath hitches a little when he catches the shimmer of the lanterns in Yuuri’s eyes, across the swipe of his tongue as he wets his lips. The very air feels golden between them, golden and warm and infinite —

5) but a whisper from your lips (and I fall to my knees) (7K, by sunderwear) - NSFW 

Relevant Ships/Tags: Viktor & Yuuri, Dom/sub, Kink Exploration, Top Katsuki Yuuri, Nude Photos

By now, my smut preferences are probably obvious, lol, but hey...I like what I like, and that's smut in LOTS and lots of detail. The feelings are obviously a critical component, too, and this fic does such a good job of delving into the emotional side of Viktor bottoming for the first time, with beautiful emphasis on the trust these two have in one another. Plus service sub Viktor/gentle Dom Yuuri is just about everything I could ever ask for in terms of being both hot as well as sweet.  

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Excerpt:

Smiling up at him, Yuuri asks, “Would you like to ride me, Victor?”

Victor nods, and he’s desperate enough for it that he finds his voice.  “Yes, yes please, Yuuri - “

Yuuri cuts him off with a chuckle.  “Okay, okay, you can.  But first, I want a kiss.”

Eager, Victor bends and steals Yuuri’s lips, but lets him control it.  Yuuri kisses him sweetly, one hand stroking Victor’s hair and the other cupping his cheek.  Victor feels his heart stutter, swelling with how tender Yuuri is for him.

Yuuri releases him a long moment later.  “Alright, sweetheart, go ahead.”

Victor climbs into Yuuri's lap and reaches back for his cock, and wonders if Yuuri can feel his hand shaking from the anticipation.  With a soft sigh, he presses the stiff head against his hole and lowers himself down, and - wow.  Yuuri is achingly hard; Victor wonders how he's waited so long without touching himself, and his own cock throbs in sympathy.  

A moment later, the feeling of being filled overcomes him.  His focus narrows to the spot where Yuuri joins him, sharp as a blade.  He can't contain his voice, and a low moan fights it's way out of his throat as he sinks down completely.  This is how it’s supposed to be - not with fingers or toy, but with Yuuri’s cock.

Ok, and lastly for Yuri!!! on Ice, I’m including my own NSFW fic, which I’m hoping to post the last chapter of later today or tomorrow: Push it, want it, own it (currently at 12K).

This is a post-canon, Dom/sub fic that was an excuse for me to write yet another installment of “Viktor riling Yuuri up in order to flip the latter's possessive switch”. Essentially, the premise is that Yuuri and Viktor have been apart for a week, and on the day of Yuuri’s return home from a "besties getaway" with Phichit, they end up FaceTiming and discussing the results of an annual fan-voter contest: Golden Skate’s ‘Best Ass in Men’s Figure Skating’. Yuuri is the winner, a fact that Viktor can’t be more thrilled about. What Viktor is not such a fan of, however, is the invasive commentary on his own post-retirement body. 

As a way to both clap back at the fans who have critiqued his ass, as well as up the ante on the urgency of their reunion sex, Viktor ends up filming a livestream while Yuuri is flying home. The last few minutes of this stream involve him jumping rope to a very NSFW song, with his laptop camera positioned to get an ideal view of his ass, lmao.

Excerpt below (from Chapter 2):

“Faster. Fuck me good, baby,” Yuuri snapped in demand, the directive slicing through the weighted air of their surroundings with ease, prompting Viktor to whimper and scrunch his eyes in overwhelm.

“Show me how happy you are that I’m back home,” Yuuri continued a bit more softly, before bringing his hand around in a curl over the back of his neck to clutch at his t-shirt.

“I’m–, I’m so happy, Yuranya,” Viktor said with his eyes still closed, and all the sincerity he could muster.

It was true, and not only for the fact that he’d missed being touched over the last week so much that it ached.

As he’d been all too happy to expound upon in his livestream, missing Yuuri went far beyond the physical. There’d been countless times over the past 7 days when something had happened – something funny related to their dogs, or thought-provoking during a Papio staff meeting – and Viktor’s smile had dimmed in an instant, remembering he couldn’t turn to his side to see what his spouse thought. He and Yuuri had exchanged frequent texts and even talked every single day over FaceTime, but it just wasn’t the same; he wanted to be able to hear Yuuri’s cute, lilting laugh in person, not through the tinny connection of a phone.

His husband’s hips twisted nimbly under his heated palms and the press of lips to his brow bone made Viktor’s heart swell with tenderness.

“Show me then, lyubimiy,” Yuuri muttered against his skin. “Make me yours.”

Fruits Basket Recs

1) A Fabulous Style (1.5K, by modzy78)  

Relevant Ships/Tags: Ritsu & Ayame, Personal Growth (note: this is my tag, not one on the story), Gender Exploration (again, note this is my own tag) 

aldfjlksdfjlksadfjklsdf, I apologize for the incoherency, but I am not kidding when I tell you that I have LONGED to see a story like this written ever since I first discovered Fruits Basket (the manga). Natsuki Takaya has been open about the fact that she didn't have much room to explore Ritsu's character in the original run, and if it'd been written in current times, one of the things I'd most want to see is an intentional embrace of gender nonconformity instead of Ritsu (seemingly) "giving up" on femininity entirely towards the end of canon. 

Of course, who better than to help with such a journey of self-discovery than the one person Ritsu seems to admire most in terms of confidence? Enter Ayame in all of his glorious bluntness, lol.

This story is a PERFECT depiction of what I imagine the beginning of Ritsu's gender exploration journey could look like, as it involves Ayame and Mine doing mini style "makeovers" for both Ritsu and Mitsuru; this is done under the guise of getting the two of them suitable outfits to wear during Tohru & Kyo's wedding afterparty. There's a moment in it where Ayame tells Ritsu that his (note: in this fic, Ritsu is using masculine pronouns) gender nonconformity is something he's always admired, and it genuinely had me tearing up. 

If you love Ritsu and/or Ayame, or perhaps you just long to see more overt embrace of gender nonconformity in Furuba, I think you'd love this story. And, while this is probably controversial for a number of reasons, this fic got my creative juices flowing to envision what a similar kind of thing might look like for Ayame & Akito 

Excerpt (Ayame is the one who starts off speaking):

His eyes swept over Ritsu as he led him to the waiting car. "Which does lead me to question your current choice in attire. Just where did you procure that suit?"

Ritsu's face reddened. "I...um...got it from the tailor my father uses. I'm sorry if it does not meet your standards!" He placed the boxes in the car and allowed Ayame to lead him to the back seat. Mine was already pushing Mitsuru into the front passenger seat with a grin.

Ayame sighed. "It's not my standards that matter. It's yours. It does not fit your style at all. It feels as if you are a caricature of what you think a grown man should wear to a wedding. It completely lacks personality. Frankly, I expected better from someone with your fashion sense."

"I'm so sorry! I wanted to show that I'm a worthwhile man instead of a source of shame. I was ensured this is what most men wear to weddings."

"True, but most men are dull when left to their own devices. Tell me, Ritchan, do you see yourself as a man?"

2) tired eyes (2K, by ohmygodwhy) 

Relevant Ships/Tags: Haru & Yuki, First Crush, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse

The true heart of Fruits Basket, for me, anyway, lies in its platonic relationships and the way we see characters caring for one another or inspiring transformation in one another separate from anything romantic in nature. 

My absolute favorite is the friendship between Haru and Yuki. Haru is very open in canon about the fact that Yuki is his first love, but just b/c the latter doesn't reciprocate his feelings, doesn't make their relationship any less moving. 

tired eyes -- which was written last year, for Fruits Basket Mondays -- is told vignette style, with 3 different scenes that capture the ways in which Haru shows Yuki support and understanding, and I guarantee it'll move you. The care isn't just one-sided either; as the last vignette shows, Yuki understands Haru is far smarter than he's ever given credit for (due to the zodiac story about the "dumb ox" getting tricked), and makes sure to let him know that he recognizes that.

Excerpt:

“The ox wasn’t stupid,” Yuki finally says, voice small and soft the way it was back then, before he found his voice. “He was just helpful.”

He could be talking about the legend or he could be talking about, right now. Saying that Haru is helping, even if all he does is talk to him. He knows it’s more than most people do. The adults don’t do shit, and that includes not making Yuki feel like a human being.

“Yeah, exactly,” Haru says, chest all warm, “He was giving his friend a ride. Hey, one day I’m gonna get a motorcycle.”

“What?” Yuki’s eyes scrunched up all cute at the sudden change in topic.

“A motorcycle, like the ones on TV. They’re super cool, and I could get the gloves and everything. I could give you rides all the time.”

“Rides to where?” Yuki asks, but he sounds interested, and that’s enough to make Haru feel like he’s not just a stupid kid. His parents don’t like his motorcycle idea.  

3) The Cost for Silence (56K, by AveSolace) 

Relevant Ships/Tags: Tohru/Kyo, Machi/Yuki, Haru/Rin, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Suspense, Blackmail

I’ve read/loved another fic by this author and adore their writing style/ability to capture emotion organically, even when writing from several different POVs. It truly shines in this canon divergent story about the Sohma family being blackmailed, and their trying to discover the identity of the person threatening to leak video of an animal transformation to the public.

I’ve read up to Chapter 7, but even without having finished the story I feel confident listing this as a rec because the suspense build-up is so good. 

And not only that, but each chapter contains several different POV’s, and all of the exposition as well as dialogue – whether it be from Tohru’s POV, Kyo’s, Yuki’s, or some of the OC’s within the Sohma family who are tasked with getting intel on the blackmailer – feel so fitting with the urgency of the situation. There is a real backdrop of anxiety/dread in this fic, as it pertains to Akito finding out about the situation as they try to triage, as well as each of the Juniishi pondering what might happen if they fail to figure out the identity of the blackmailer before they are forced to pay the ransom. 

Excerpt (from Chapter 2, Shigure is the one who starts off speaking):

“So, what we need to do—and I really see no way around informing the others about this, but that’s on Kureno and Hatori—is try to remember every time we’ve transformed somewhere outside of the estate, the hospital, or the safety of our own homes, and if there may have been the possibility of us being recorded.  Say, there were security cameras, or there were a few people nearby—even if they didn’t seem to notice; they could have been discreet about it—someone may have been hiding and watching us, or taking some other video and we may have shown up in the background, or someone really sus had passed by and we got a bad vibe, anything.”

“And we have to figure that out in a week!?” Kyo blurted out.

“Ideally, yes,” Shigure replied lightly.  “Preferably a little bit sooner than that.”

“Just pay them the money, then!” He was clearly panicking, his voice trembling slightly and his pupils constricted as he slammed his hand on the table. Tohru couldn’t help the sadness flooding her heart as she watched him. “There’s no way we can know for sure if some creep recorded us!”

“No, I don’t expect anyone to know with certainty,” Shigure clarified. “Just like with what Momiji’s father is doing, this is simply meant to narrow down the possibilities.”

“So what!? That won’t do jack shit!”

“Which is why the real MVP here is our hacker. If all goes well, he’ll track down exactly who did this.”

“And if he can’t!?”

“Then the Sohmas will pay the money, Stupid Cat,” Yuki grumbled, gripping his head in his hand and leaning his elbow on the table. “Obviously they’re not gonna let this creep post it on the internet.  They’ll pay him off and get it back…”

“Why don’t we just do that already and end this!?” Kyo demanded. “Why drag it out!? This is impossible!”

“What do you think will happen next after that?”  Yuki raised his eyes and glowered at him. “Once we pay them off, destroy the video, and the dust settles?  How do you think Akito will respond to a mess like this?”

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reason: This one is old but it's also a massive part of yaoi fandom, curious how many people still remember it but it's unlikely. It's a very early 2000s anime and the pink haired boy is 100% the inspiration for a lot of the uke stereotypes that pop up if you're brave enough to read an m/m anime fic from the year 2002.