#Otayuri smut

[silvandar]

New year, new AO3 promo!

Check me out if you want gay spice for any of my main ships and fandoms:

Otayuri (Yuri on Ice) - lots of AUs, some canon / post canon

XueXiao (MDZS / The Untamed)

BG3 - various rarepairs / oc x npcs

LBFAD - coffee shop AU, some canon

Plus a bunch of smaller pieces.

Most of my previous zine and BB pieces are also on my AO3 if they have been published and agreed for general release!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Silvandar/works

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Check out @ao3org for any questions about fanfic writing and community.

[coldpoppingchampage]

Is anyone interested in rping Yuri on ice based world? I'm up to anything!

I can play as one of the characters or as my oc

[lou-is-lurking]

“Did you mean it?”

The question startles Otabek out of his brooding thoughts. He frowns quizzically, as if he has no clue what Yuri is referring to. Yuri blows a strand of sweat-damp hair out of his face with a huff, glaring at Otabek as if it's his fault that Yuri can't just let this go.

“When you said you hate being my boss.”

Otabek lets out a quiet sigh and avoids his eyes again.

“Yes.”

[ebonysficcollection]

Yuuri On Ice (Mostly Viktuuri) Fic Recs

Zanka by rinsled05

A historical au set in the Edo period of Japan. Yuuri is a high-ranking courtesan (basically a prostitute) that Viktor meets while on a political trip to Japan. Very well-written and beautifully traumatic. I am a massive sucker for well-written historical aus, and from what I can tell, it's pretty accurate, and even if it wasn't, it still makes you feel the absolute horror of Yuuri's situation. This fic will put you through the emotional fucking wringer, but the ending is well-worth it.

Take Strength by stammiviktor

A post-canon fic about Yuuri and Viktor adopting a son. Tooth-rottingly sweet and domestic. We desperately need more kidfics in this fandom.

Polyglot Variations by spoken

A sort of character-study of Viktor and his life examined through the lens of his multilingualism. This is legit one of my favorite fanfics ever. This is literally so good and realistic that it feels like canon. It should be. Just. Fucking read it.

hood & glove by Fahye and hawberries

Otayuri fantasy au, where Yuri is a fairy and needs Otabek's help with the plot. I love Otayuri, but most of the fics I find of them aren't really up to my tastes, but this is really good, even if it is short. Fantasy aus don't tend to be my cup of tea, but if you like fantasy aus, you'll like this one.

he's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds by wingchestr

Some of the best fics in the yoi fandom are the ones that are both extremely fluffy and extremely smutty. This is one of them. Just a cute domestic fic about Viktor and Yuuri moving to Russia with a LOT of smut. Like, it's basically just 30k of well-written smut and couple bonding, and it's amazing.

[chiarrara]

hi chia hiii. 5 and 12 for the ask game?

5. Old WIP that is rubbing the back of my neck

Stuck on the Puzzle my looove <3 I adore this fic, I really do. It's my other old as balls 2017 conceived Otayuri fic, but technically this one came second, so it's not the oldest one I have. And it's the one I actually started to write! I felt very brave posting the first chapter in 2019, but I still haven't gotten around to continuing it. It is fully plotted out, so all I have to do is actually write it. And I really really want to finish it someday. I think it's a little bit tropey now, and it's definitely a lotta bit melodramatic, but it's so much fun and it comes from my skins ass, gossip girl watching, '08-'12 high school nostalgia, so I love it to death no matter what.

And it has JJ as a recurring side-problem. Love him.

12. WIP that is "Porn without plot except there is intricate plot if you are brave enough to see it"

I don't be writing smut like that if you'll believe it..... I don't. I'd like to. I should. Anyway...

The closest I think I can get to that is a SatoSho + Almost SuguSho like...two-shot I started working on one day based on this art and the tags on it, which just set my mind off on some isolated messy teen makeout bullshit which was really fun, but I never finished it. And imma be real, I don't remember how physical it actually got so...

I guess the other option is all this nonsense I've been talking about megumi wanting to fuck his sister which is developing at an alarming rate, but hasn't actually gotten to the titualr "megumi fucking his sister" quite yet. But it could. Weird if that's the first porn I ever write... dunno how I feel about that.

[they-lived]

20 questions for writers

@theblueeyedfirebender THANKS FOR THE TAG FRIEND I LOVE YOU LOTS 💙💛💙💛💙💛

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

41! (And an additional 37 on ffn 🤪 for a total of 78 just cause I was curious what 11 years of a hobby produces)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

782,267… holy crap 😅

3. What fandoms do you write for?

On my page you’ll find fics for Dragon Age (2 fics), Resident Evil (3 fics), Baldur’s Gate (2 fics), Until Dawn (2 fics), Critical Role (1 fic), Fullmetal Alchemist (6 fics), and Yuri on Ice (25 fics)!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Bloom in the Dark (Yuri on Ice)

Сонечко - Sunshine (Yuri on Ice)

What I Wouldn’t Do (Yuri on Ice)

Truth (Yuri on Ice)

Four Hidden Talents of Yuri P (And His Hidden Achilles Heel) (Yuri on Ice)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I used to not respond because on ffn you pretty much had to dm people to do so which felt weird (especially because I was 11-17 on there and did not want anyone knowing that fact even tho it was pretty obvious in hindsight) but now I respond to almost every comment I get! Fandom is a shared experience and I want to communicate more!!!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Lessons I Learned From Loving You Alone (Dragon Age) ~ Loghain’s wife had a really tragic life in my brain and I leaned in HARD

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I almost always do angst with a happy ending but I think the happiest is a toss up between Сонечко or As The World Begins to End (which is my resident evil meets pride prejudice and zombies mash up)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I wouldn’t call it hate necessarily but weirdly I get a lot of discourse around Yuri P being Ukrainian but like… I have always written him this way and I always will lol. It’s a part of my brand at this point. For the most part they’re pretty tame comments tho

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yep! Most of the time I use sex as a way for characters to express their indescribable inexplicable connection or just to explore a couple in their most intimate moments. I love smut with funnies too so I try to throw that in there… also yes I do write porn without plot just because I want to lol.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Not really. Closest I got to was As the World Begins to End, which is Resident Evil in a similar world as Pride Prejudice and Zombies, but the zombies and lore were still RE based. It was more inspired by than anything else.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Back in the day someone wrote a fic “based on” one of mine but they just changed the names and nothing else. I still laugh about it because like… what an odd thing to do.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yup! Into Portuguese, Japanese, and Russian! It was very cool and they were so nice!!!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope but I’d be down!

14. What is your all-time favorite ship?

Don’t ask me that my stomach hurts (it’s probably Everlark or Jasper or Otayuri or Royai don’t make me choose~)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I never say never but golly it’s been hard to keep writing I Will Carry You idk why I really lost steam on it. I also have a fic I’m literally 25 pages deep into that was supposed to be a bit fic that I have not posted but WANT TO FINISH SO BAD

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I’m super good at eliciting the specific niche emotion I’m looking to express and hitting the exact topic I want to address. When I want something to be heightened and funny I nail it, when I want something to be bone deep nostalgia I’ve got it. That part is really fun for me personally.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I. Hate. Describing. Scenes. And. Action! My theater of the mind is pretty garbage so when I have to exposit what something looks like I cannot for the life of me enjoy it. My brain shuts off and on autopilot I go.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Even though I am bilingual I still get nervous doing this. Mostly because I’m smol and embarrassed but also because I really have to decide what the purpose is. I love having multilingual characters I grew up on the border between the us and Mexico and I have constantly been surrounded by multilingualism and generally think it’s dope. But I prefer to write the dialog in italics if it’s in another language so my audience can immediately understand what’s going on and have the full picture. If I don’t want them to know what’s being said I simply gloss over it lol

19. First fandom you wrote for?

*Glances wearily at my self insert Harry Potter fic I wrote when I was 12 and had the audacity to post on ffn* … uh… Hunger Games

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Changes by the day honestly but the top 5 are as follows in no particular order:

- As the World Begins to End (p&p will ALWAYS take me out you guys)

- Сонечко (the way I trauma dumped in this one is still so raw and so relevant. The fact that family and love really does win OUCH)

- An Ode to the Daughters of Darkness (first and only attempt at a more poetic style and some of it really holds up)

- Idioms and Idiots (idk I feel like I could turn this into a whole novel it’s wholesome and funny I smile the whole time I’m reading it I love her)

- Long May You Reign (I have reread this bitch so many times since she’s been posted I love the chaos the funnies and the feels. Idk man I just have an insatiable craving for Royai to be parents and this makes me laugh while writing it)

Tagging @masterdisastre @lou-is-lurking @kaleidodreams @weeheilandcoo and anyone else who wants to ✨✨✨✨

[yuuricino]

my favourite fics (or fics that i remember at all)

ive been a fandom collector since i was 12 so this is basically just me trying to remember my favourite ones in... no particular order.

major exposure time:

whatsapp - yuri on ice, text fic. wattpad 100+ chapters. victuuri, otayuri, emickey, basically all of them are gay and highschool students in a gc. it made me giggle shut up

the pakhan's jewel - yuri on ice. ao3. completed, 150k words, 23 chapters. abo with alpha victor and omega yuri. arranged marriage. super smutty uhm shut up i was literally only a kid

kill your darlings - harry potter marauders. ao3, completed 303k words, 28 chapters. college au. angsty asf but not the worst, trust. jegulus, wolfstar, rosekiller

a brief history of dragons - the only fic to ever exist. ao3. 23k words, 3 chapters. completed. wolfstar. just...wolfstar. it's so good please go read it

nights after dreams - oh boy...where do i begin???? i was there since the beginning. like. you don't get it chat. 2.5 MILLION WORDS, 754 CHAPTERS, fucking ONGOING. longhaul victuuri carrying on after season 1. angst and happy and happy and angst and uGH SO FUCKING GOOD. mature rating ig

way down we go - beautiful drarry fic. werewolf harry. after the war. setting: america. ao3, completed, 109k words, 29 chapters. almost everyone is gay. lookin at you romione.

dear your holiness - fleabag vibes galore. priest remus lupin. need i say more. completed. ao3, 140k words, 12 chapters. oh it's also a band au. smutty.

blackbird - first ever drarry fic, i think. absolutely amazing. werewolf harry again. i don't remember if there's smut. WATTPAD, completed, 22 chapters. (the writer's other shit is also very good so give their profile a looksie‼️)

four to the end (series) - long haul series of the marauders through their years at hogwarts. remus pov. ongoing (book three is currently underway with a regular posting schedule). each book is about 600—700k words

only the young - jegulus, read my daughter's fic rn. deaf!regulus, coda james. need i fuckin say more???? ongoing.

bare my heart to the stars in paris - i uhm...oh...well uh yeah. it's like that sometimes. victuuri. omegaverse...ao3 type shit yk. incomplete. most likely abandoned but yeah. super smutty. a lot of smutty.

blackbird - TW WORLD WAR 2 so expect all the shit that comes with that. victuuri, completed 107k words. 7 chapters.

where the cliff meets the sea - victuuri, pirates au. explicit. ao3. again tw for many things involving that period, such as racism and homophobia

clandestine - never ever in my life cried for a fic before. anyway. jegulus. slow burn. regulus pov. trans reg. tw for a lot of internalised and external homophobia/transphobia. 142k words. completed. 47 chapters.

dragon prince and winter swan - a song of ice and fire au, victuuri, slow burn. 121k words. completed.

twist of fate - drarry, 302k words, completed, memory loss fic. fic is from 2012 chat holy camoli. super angst. 4th year type shizzle.

astra inclinant - now i know we love scorbus bUt. i raise you scorpius x james sirius. come onnnn tell me you're not tempted by best friends brother AGAIN lolz anyway it says 37/38 but im pretty sure its finished (i havent finished reading it myself but alas) 336k words yorh my bruh.

blackberry jam - wattpad fanfiction, drarry. 46 parts SO FUCKING GOOD

flowershop boy - a fucking wattpad drarry classic folks. freckled draco for life dawg

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beneath a big blue sky - wolfstar, side jily. ao3 completed. 10 chapters.

zanko - FUCKING BEAUTIFUL 1OOk words, 16/16, victuuri. edo period historical yup yup

um...reblog with updates???? idk

[avaruussade]

When Otabek, a soldier for a corrupted government, flees from certain death and finds shelter at his former enemies’ base, it’s not just his view of the world that gets shifted, but also his beliefs and, most importantly, his heart. A story about a fighter, a mechanic, and trust. [completed, updates every Saturday]

otayuri | E-rated | Dystopian AU | cyborgs | cyberpunk | mutual pining | trans male character | heavy violence | eventual smut

chapter 2/11

NOXIOUS WEED

from the beginning

[giasesshoumaru]

Gia's Fic Masterlist [Yuri On Ice]

This is a list of all the fics I’ve written that are posted to AO3 for Harry Potter. Those that are also on FFN or Tumblr will have links to that, too. This will not include any stories that are a permanent WIP, but any fics from abandoned series will be marked.

Harry Potter || Yuri On Ice || Miscellaneous

Bad Week || Written with @otabekvoiceblog || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Otayuri || With Europeans over and the Olympics on the horizon, the stress has started to get to Yuri. Otabek endeavors to change that. || Tags: Underage, Yuri is 16, Fluff and Smut, Dom/Sub, Food Porn

Between Friends || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Mila/Yuri || Yuri and Mila have always been training mates and maybe even friends. Despite some innocent exploration, nothing became of it. What happens when they kiss as adults? || Tags: Friends to Lovers, Friends with Benefits, Eventual Smut, Underage in the First Half

Coming Home || Written with @jfrosty1983 || Rating: Teen || Pairing; Viktuuri || Viktor comes home to Yuuri after the European Championships. || Tags: Fluff

Just Love Me || Written with @otabekvoiceblog || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Otayuri || After their fight, Yuri does his best to make it up to Otabek as the two do some reminiscing about their wedding and talking about their honeymoon. || Tags: Fluff and Smut, Fluff, Smut, Sub Yuri Plisetsky, Dom Otabek Altin, Dom/Sub || Tumblr

Moments in the Onsen || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Otabek x Yuuri, Viktuuri, Otabek & Yuri || While Viktor is out with Chris, Yuuri and Otabek have a stolen moment in the Onsen together. || Tags: Sexual Content, Cheating, Smut, Light, Emotional Infidelity

New Frontiers and Familiar Territories || Rating: Explicit || Pairings: Viktuuri, Otabek & Yuri || Yuuri is finally in St. Petersburg with Viktor. There are new rinkmates, but there's also Viktor, and nothing is better than that. Meanwhile, Yuri has a conversation with his friend, Otabek. || Tags: Sexual Content, Fluf and Smut, Rough Sex, Praise Kink || Notes: Discontinued Series

One Day || Rating: General || Pairing: Viktuuri || Prince Yuuri of Ajantara is in love with Viktor, the Elven King of Rusanaria. Neither of them thought that it would be a problem that Yuuri isn't pure Elven. || Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Elves, Romance, Fluff, references to Omegaverse

Touch My World With You || Written with @otabekvoiceblog || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Otayuri || After the Exhibitions at Worlds, Yuri and Otabek go back to the hotel room to wind down after a long season. || Tags: Underage, Yuri is 17, Fluff and Smut, Dom/Sub

Cancer AU

Say It || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Viktuuri, Otayuri || After feeling sick for the past couple of months, Yuri gets a bad diagnosis from the doctor. || Tags: Cancer, Heavy Angst || Tumblr FFN

The Other Shoe Drops || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Viktuuri, Otayuri || Otabek finds out the results of Yuri's doctor appointment. || Tags: Cancer, Heavy Angst || Tumblr FFN

Drabble Prompts

What I Need || Rating: Explicit | Pairing: Otayuri || Fire Meme Drabble at the request of bekayim; Character Requested: Otabek :: Tags: Sexual Content, Masturbation, Light Dom/Sub || Tumblr

Always || Rating: Teen || Pairing : Otayuri || onotherflights asked:

otayuri, 14. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.” ♡ || Tags: First Kiss, Surprise Kissing || Tumblr

Rest || Rating: General || Pairing: Otayuri || anonymous asked: 38, Otayuri “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” || Tumblr

You Know You Want It || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Pliroy || jfrosty1983 asked: 22. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” JJ and Yuri || Tags: Cheating, Suprise Kissing, Infidelity, Angry Kissing || Tumblr

You Got Me || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Otayuri || jfrosty1983 asked:

Kisses through a haze of rain. Yuri and Otabek Or Viktor and Yuuri. You choose! || Tags: Fear of Thunderstorms, Kissing || Tumblr

One Kiss || Rating: General || Pairing: Viktuuri || nyankittyblr asked: prompt 21 for viktuuri? :3 21. One kiss limit. || Tumblr

Haven't Seen the Last of Me || Rating: Teen | Pairing: Otayuri || Yuri is injured. He is not too happy about this. || Tags: Injury, Established Relationship || Tumblr

Missing Scenes

Aftermath || Rating: Teen || Viktor just heard Yuuri say that katsudon was his eros, and after Yuuri runs out of the room, Viktor is free to show how he really feels about that. Expansion scene of Episode 3. || FFN

Not Giving In || Rating: Teen || As Yuri rides the train back to Fukuoka, he thinks about Viktor, his own loss to Katsuki Yuuri, and how it affects his future. || FFN

Now I Know || Rating: General || Pairing: Viktuuri (pre-relationship) || After Yuuri's comments announcing his theme on live television, Viktor has a lot of thinking to do. || Tags: Light Angst, Romance || FFN

The Right Direction || Rating: General || Pairing: Viktuuri (pre-relationship) || Yuuri and Viktor grow closer as Yuuri’s first Grand Prix of the season nears. || Tags: Romance, Angst || FFN

Shattered Glass || Rating: M || Pairing: Viktuuri || Yuuri, his family, and friends all react to The Kiss. Yuuri and Viktor must come to terms with it, as well. || Tags: Sexual Content, Angst, First Time, Angst and Fluff and Smut || FFN

The Color Green || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Viktuuri || Jealousy rears its head after Yuuri sees Viktor flirting with some fans as they prepare for the Rostelecom Cup. Meanwhile, Viktor also has something that he needs to discuss with Yuuri. || Tags: Fluff and Angst || FFN

Quiet Moments || Rating: General || Pairing: Viktuuri || Yuuri and Yurio have a run-in with a fan. When Yuuri gets back to his hotel, he has a moment of reflection. || Tags: Light Angst || FFN

Filling the Void || Rating: Explicit || Pairings: Viktuuri, Takeshi/Yuuko || Viktor and Yuuri have a loving, touching reunion at the airport. Afterward, Viktor has a proposition for him. Meanwhile, Yuuko and Takeshi do some spying. || Tags: Fluff, Sexual Content, Fluff and Smut || FFN

Complete In Your Arms || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Viktuuri || Viktor and Yuuri have some talking to do after the truth comes out about Yuuri not remembering the banquet. || Tags: Angst and Fluff and Smut, Sexual Content || FFN

On Love and Separation || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Viktuuri || Viktor and Yuuri revel in the aftermath of the Grand Prix Final, but it is short-lived. Their decisions force them to separate as they both lead up to Nationals. They must learn to deal with the separation as they prepare for Nationals, where everyone has something to prove. || Tags: Sexual Content, Angst and Fluff and Smut || FFN

Otabek Altin Week 2018

It Wasn't Like That || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Otayuri || Otabek overhears Yuri on a phone call with his grandfather after Yuri snuck out to a club to see him. || Tags: Established Relationship, Yuri is 17 || Tumblr FFN

Heartbreak and Victory || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Otayuri || Yuri gets injured before the Olympics and can't compete, so Otabek competes for both of them. || Tags: Fluff, Light Angst || Tumblr FFN

The DJ And His Sexy Club Kitten || Pairing: Teen || Pairing: Otayuri || The club night mentioned in Day One. || Tags: Established Relationship, Light Dom/Sub || Tumblr FFN

The Other Shoe Drops || Info Above Under Cancer AU || Tumblr FFN

Permanent Remembrance || Rating: Teen | Pairing: Otayuri || Yuri keeps misplacing his engagement ring. As they go to buy their wedding rings, Otabek has an idea to change that. || Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship || Tumblr FFN

The Path Here || Rating: General || Pairing: Otayuri || Otabek and Yuri reminisce about the long path there on their wedding day. || Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship || Tumblr FFN

Birthday to Remember || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Otayuri || Yuri takes Otabek out for Halloween for his birthday. || Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship || Tumblr FFN

Want and Dare

You Know You Want It || Info Above Under Drabble Prompts || Tumblr

How Dare You || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Pliroy || jfrosty1983 asked: #26 the YOI pairing of your choice:) micro-story prompt = #26 - how dare [you]. Can be read as a stand-alone. || Tags: Rerefences to Cheating, Implied Masturbation

Yuri On Ice Omegaverse Week 2020

We'll See || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Pliroy || Yuri hates the idea of soulmates. Fate has other plans for him. || Tags: Fluff, Getting Together

A Wedding and a Stranger || Rating: Explicit || Pairing: Otayuri || Omega Prince Yuri gets married to Alpha Prince Otabek, whom he's never met. A wedding night ensues. || Tags: Smut, AU - Royalty

Mine || Rating: Teen || Pairing: Explicit || Otabek has to get possessive of his boyfriend when a stranger at a club messes with Yuri. || Tags: Protectiveness

[kaleidodreams]

20 Questions for Writers

Thanks for the tag, @they-lived! I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to steal this, feel free.

How many works do you have on AO3?

223

What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,782,322

What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, my main fandoms are Yuri!!! on Ice and Sailor Moon, but I've written for Fruits Basket, Kaleido Star, Harry Potter, Card Captor Sakura, Someday's Dreamers, Princess Tutu, Fire Emblem, and Super GALS in the past.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Midnight Magic (Card Captor Sakura) with 415

No Longer Alone (Kaleido Star) with 167

One Kiss (Sailor Moon) with 152

Realization (Sailor Moon) with 152

Distraction (Sailor Moon) with 138

Do you respond to comments?

Yes, usually!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably "Do Not Cry For Me" (Sailor Moon)?

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Gah, that's a tough one when you've written over two hundred fics. Um… Maybe "To Be By Your Side" since the rest of the fic is so angsty, the ending is especially happy?

Do you get hate on fics?

Occasionally. The most memorable was years ago when someone wrote literal PAGES of unhinged reviews on FF.net because I dared to write a Setsuna/Mamoru fic. I didn't even read them all because it was just…wow. (Apparently, the person behind it was an ex-friend of someone who had contacted me about the fic in the past? Like, they had hacked into their account and harassed the authors the person had sent private messages to for some reason? It was a weird situation. I've since deleted the reviews, of course.)

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, I do, on occasion. I've written all kinds, mostly het, but some m/m and f/f, and even a couple of threesomes (f/f/m and m/m/f).

Do you write crossovers?

Once. I wrote a Sailor Moon/Super GALS fic. (I did have some ideas for others, most notably a Sailor Moon/Witch Hunter Robin fic and a Sailor Moon/Kaleido Star story, but I never got around to doing much with those ideas.)

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Twice that I'm aware of. The first was in the days of A Sailor Moon Romance. I don't even remember which story it was (I'm thinking "Sweet Dreams"), but what was weird was that the summary they used had absolutely nothing to do with my fic, with a completely different pairing. I may have never even noticed they had stolen my story if not for the fact that they claimed it was a Minako/Yaten fic, and I happen to be a M/Y fan. In hindsight, I wonder if they actually did write a story fitting the summary and just uploaded my fic by mistake? That's the only explanation that makes sense. The other one is probably still up, since FF.net no longer moderates their site. They took my fic "Daddy's Little Girl" and just switched the names and descriptions to make it a Gundam Wing fic.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, a ficlet into Russian.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not technically, but back in the day, SuperKateB did give me co-writing credits on her story "Love Chain", since it was based on my original idea and I helped her with some of the plot points. I didn't do any actual writing, though, just editing.

What is your all-time favorite ship?

Chibi-Usa/Helios from Sailor Moon will always be my number one, but Otayuri (Otabek/Yuri) from Yuri!!! on ice is a very, very close second!

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

"Metamorphosis", my fic exploring how Helios originally became priest of Elysion. I've been stuck on it for years and years, so I doubt it'll ever be finished.

What are your writing strengths?

Oh, I don't know…

What are your writing weaknesses?

Description, without a doubt. Oh, and writing kisses. I HATE, HATE, HATE writing kisses!!!!!!

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm fine with it, as long as it's somehow made clear what the translation is, whether it's by context clues, an author's note, or whatever. I've done it many times myself.

First fandom you wrote for?

Sailor Moon

Favorite fic you’ve written?

I'd say it's a three-way tie between "To Be By Your Side" (Sailor Moon), "The Bonds We Choose" (Yuri!!! on Ice), and "Blood On His Hands" (Kaleido Star).

[3cheers4alex]

20 questions for writers, tagged by @weeheilandcoo

How many works do you have on AO3? 31.

What’s your total AO3 word count? 924,951 (my fics + my translations).

What fandoms do you write for? Formerly Otayuri. We'll see if I return to that ship but right now I'm taking a break and writing a RPF Stray Kids fanfic—it'll probably never end up on my ao3 account but I guess it counts.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Smoke Rings, mirrored heart, Blue Dress, i would gladly be the Icarus to your certainty, Chaos Theory.

Do you respond to comments? I might be a bit slow to answer, but yes. Always.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I feel like they're all pretty angsty? I'd say mirrored heart.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Idk I'll go with my coffee shop AU lol.

Do you get hate on fics? Some people are sometimes getting a bit too comfortable with their comments, but I'm not sure you could call it hate.

Do you write smut? I did write a lot of smut, but I feel like I've grown out of it.

Do you write crossovers? No.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? I hope not.

Have you ever had a fic translated? @weeheilandcoo translated Revenge!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Maybe when I was like 13.

What is your all-time favorite ship? Well… Otayuri. Again, not a surprise.

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I can't deal with the idea of leaving a fic unfinished lol. All my works are up on AO3.

What are your writing strengths? Inner conflict, symbolism/metaphors, atmosphere.

What are your writing weaknesses? Goddamned dialogue.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I'm not a fan.

First fandom you wrote for? Probably My Chemical Romance RPF? Maybe Avenged Sevenfold?

Favorite fic you’ve written? Scar-crossed Lovers. It's the only fic of mine I'll reread without wanting to tear my eyeballs out lol.

[bunnyseahorse-blog]

20 questions writer meme

Tagged by @killerandhealerqueen

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 60

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

304,569

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Durarara, Yuri on Ice, Good Omens

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Momentary Peace

Come up for Air

Confessions on the Balcony

Pinky Promise

The Whole Carton

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always. I think it's more gracious, and also helps the story gain viewers,

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I am not sure. I would say 'Words like grateful come to mind' has an open ending, that is hopeful but sad and uncertain.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I have to say "Chasing your Ghost(Let me catch you this time) is sappy and very sweet.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. I am grateful

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I write a lot of loving, gay smut and I regret none of it.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I haven't yet.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No! thank goodness.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

My entire "From here out with love" series was translated into Russian, which was incredible.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no, not yet.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Otayuri, but Shizaya and ineffable husbands are close up there.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

My "I am dragon" Otayuri crossover. It would be good, I should revisit...

16. What are your writing strengths?

As a person, I understand people well, and I do think I can write emotional topics quite well. I am not shy about writing about sad or smutty, or mental health related topic. I can get 'real'

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I lose track of important plot points if I don't write everything down, especially in complex, long fics. I struggle with past and present tense, and sometimes grammar.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

People who comment that I messed up a phrase are the best. I am always so glad to be corrected. bring it on, cause I wanna get it right!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

the forensic show Bones on fanfiction.net

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Momentary Peace.

I TAG EVERYONE WHO HASN'T DONE THIS YET!

[missmarquin]

Hot Waters

A/N: Need I an excuse for shameless smut based on my favorite vine?

Read on AO3 for better quality, including proper formatting!

...

It wasn't the first time Yuri had ever heard the phrase, "Two guys chilling in a hot tub five feet apart, because they ain't gay", but he 'd never expected to hear it as a complaint from Otabek. Funny how growing up is, especially when growing up, means falling in love with your best friend. ESPECIALLY when your best friend isn't gay.

...

Life used to be pretty simple, for Yuri Plisetsky. 

When he was ten, his days consisted of this: Wake up before the crack of dawn, get his ass to the ballet studio and dance until his feet were bruised and close to bleeding. Then it was off to the skating rink. His grandfather would cook dinner, and then they’d ice Yuri’s feet, and then it was off to bed. 

Rinse and repeat. 

When he was a teenager, his routine changed slightly: ballet and skating were swapped, the latter taking precedence. Up before dawn to be at the rink before the public. Skate until his feet were bruised and swollen. If it was Tuesday or Thursday, it was off to the ballet studio, otherwise it was home to ice his feet and rest. His grandfather still cooked, albeit slower and with more care, because he was getting old. Followed by his nightly chat with Otabek and then bed. 

Rinse and repeat, once more. 

When Yuri finally hit his growth spurt, it was absurdly late. So late that Yuri had literally lost all hope up winding northward of six-foot, but then eighteen came with a vengeance and he somehow grew a foot in a fucking year. It wrecked him, and everything about his skating.

Now it was: Wake up even earlier but still before the crack of dawn, to stretch and roll out his sore joints. Hit up the rink and stay longer, running drill after drill. Then the dance studio every fucking day, because his center of balance wouldn’t keep itself. Then home, where he’d make his own dinner, because his grandfather had moved into some fancy old-person’s home and Yuri finally had the place to himself. Then he’d ice his feet, binge-watch whatever crappy reality show was convenient, while simultaneously chatting with Beka. Usually he fell asleep during the call, food still in his lap, and Potya licking his fingers. 

Rinse and repeat. In fact, he’d rinsed-and-repeated this particular schedule for several years. 

He was just a few months into twenty-two, when his life became complicated. 

Yuri expected it really, he always expected something. He’d dealt with some pretty convoluted shit before, and he’d learned to how to react in record time. Really, life could have thrown just about anything his way, and he’d weasel through it, relatively unscathed. 

Until that summer. Like every year, Otabek came up from Almaty and stayed for a few weeks. He’d hole up in Yuri’s room, hogging the sheets at night and using too much of Yuri’s shampoo. They’d argue over what to have for dinner, bask in each other’s presence on the couch, and argue whether or not Yuri was actually a Slytherin. 

You know, the mindless and boring shit that best friends forever did on the daily. 

Otabek always showered before dinner; it was like some weird, unspoken rule of his. He’d arrived late in the afternoon that year, and hadn’t even unpacked his luggage yet. Yuri poked his head into the bedroom to tell him that dinner was in the oven and--

Otabek was pulling off his shirt. Pulling off his shirt, his legs still clad in those ridiculous leather pants he insisted on, despite it being boiling outside. His olive skin a dark contrast against the stark white walls, hard lines cut into his abdomen from years of training. Yuri watched the slight drag of his cotton shirt as Otabek lifted it up. 

Yuri had seen this sight a thousand times, over the years. 

Except that this time, his mouth went dry and his heart sped up. It was like he couldn’t breath, he couldn’t stop looking, he had to get his hands on Otabek, to see how smooth his skin really was, or how hard his muscles felt, and-- what the actual fuck was wrong with him?

Otabek had caught him staring, cocking his head to the side, just fucking waiting. 

Yuri wasn’t old enough for this. Or maybe he was too young for this, or maybe he was just right-- 

Was there a right time to realize that you wanted your best friend?

Who was also a dude, Yuri reminded himself. Yeah, that made things complicated, very complicated, because Yuri very much liked the female form. And he was well acquainted with it, at length.

That summer had been incredibly awkward. And the summer after that. And after that too, as well as all the time in between. 

By the time Yuri was twenty-six, he missed his routine, the simpler parts of his life. The mundane shit that he used to complain about when he was a child. Because if it was something that he’d learned while living in this complicated mess for years, it was that he couldn’t handle it for much longer without cracking like a fucking egg. 

…..

“Yura, why are you all the way over there?”

If Yuri were younger, he might have squawked unattractively at the sudden question. But he’d learned to hone his thoughts, to take a breath and let it out and-- 

Absolutely avoid looking anywhere below Otabek’s neck, because he was currently very shirtless. And really, those swim trunks didn’t hide shit either. 

“Leave me alone!” he practically spat. The words came out a little more harsh than he would have liked, and he barely hid his wince. But Otabek was a master of interpreting the Tone of Yuri, and thought nothing of it. “I’m just trying to get comfortable,” he finally mumbled, wiggling around slightly on the bench. 

“You know, when you said you were housesitting for Victor and Yuuri, I wasn’t expecting it to be for so long,” Otabek replied with, leaning back slightly. His arms were splayed out across the edge of the hot tub, and it took everything Yuri had to blink off the urge to sneak a peek of his chest. 

“It’s not my fault they decided to take a fucking month long honeymoon,” Yuri groused.

“They’ve been married for a decade.”

“You think I don’t know that shit? Something about renewing their vows, and blah blah. I stopped listening after they started getting handsy with each other.”

Otabek hummed at that, his lips quirking into a tiny little smile. 

“Still,” Yuri, snapped right back, “Doesn’t change the fact that they’re annoying as fuck.”

“I think they’re cute,” Otabek said, moving his hand to swirl a fingertip through the water.

Yuri gaped at him. Otabek wasn’t the kind of person to just randomly say shit like that. The things that he thought were cute were few and far between.. well, Yuri had kept a running tally. Potya, teddy bears and-- 

Yura, you’re cute when you’re angry. 

Yuri’s mouth went dry, telling himself that cute wasn’t the same as like, and Beka would never like him, because he wasn’t fucking gay. Yuri wasn’t really gay either, he’d liked plenty of girls, but none of them were-- 

Well, none of them were Beka. At twenty-six he’d finally come to terms that he’d just be fucking single for the rest of his life. 

“Their gay asses aren’t cute,” Yuri finally sad, sinking down into the water. Otabek hummed again, turning to look away. Yuri finally snuck a peek at him, his eyes sliding down his body, taking in the rich muscles and tone of his figure. God, it just wasn’t fair, was it?

“You always act like being gay is the worst fucking thing imaginable,” Otabek said quietly. 

Yuri’s blood ran cold at that. He’d never thought that. At least, now he didn't. When he was twenty, sure, but he’d long since come to terms with it being normal. What wasn’t normal was lusting after your best friend twenty-four/seven, and dating a stream of girls over the years to forget about it. 

“There’s--” But the words got stuck in his throat. “There’s nothing wrong with it,” Yuri finally finished. “I just can’t stand to see them all over each other. It’s exhausting.”

“So you’re cool with gay dudes?”

“Beka, I literally have no problem--”

“Is that why you’re all the way over there? The whole ‘two dudes chilling in a hot tub five feet away, because they ain’t gay’ thing?”

Well, this isn’t how he would have thought this night would go. 

“I think that beer is going to your head, Beka,” Yuri said lamely. But still, he crossed the distance between them, settling onto the bench beside Otabek. Even if it meant ignoring any and everything about the man, to do so. 

It was a pain, when crushes weren’t fucking crushes anymore. Love was suppose to be awesome, not a poison that slowly needled you away. 

“I’ve had one,” Otabek said, and he had the actual gall to sound offended. 

“What’s gotten into you?” Yuri finally asked, narrowing his eyes at the man. He didn’t like this, whatever this was. Otabek was rarely annoyed, and he could just feel it radiating off of him. He could see it in his face, the way that his dark eyes ghosted across his face and then to his--

Wait, why was Otabek staring at his mouth?

Otabek reached out, grabbing his wrist, just holding it. It wasn’t like they had never touched before. Fuck, Otabek braided his hair all the time, or helped him dress when he wore skating costumes that were overly complicated. But there was something about this tiny little brush of movement that was different. 

It was like the touch burned his skin, and Yuri could feel intent behind it, and suddenly his head was all foggy and his heart--

Otabek pulled suddenly, tugging him closer, and Yuri couldn’t stop himself. He practically fell into his lap, their faces close, their noses nearly brushing. They were too close, too close. 

Also, what the fuck was Otabek doing?

And then Otabek’s fingers found his chin, pulling his mouth upwards and-- 

“Otabek, what the fuck are you doing?”

“It’s pretty obvious,” he replied, his lips curving into a smirk. 

And then he was kissing Yuri, and like an idiot, he responded immediately and without a thought, because he’d wanted to do this for four fucking years. Yuri shifted his position, moving to properly straddle Otabek, his hands reaching out to grab his face. Now he had to bend down, because he had a few good inches on him, but Otabek met his lips greedily. 

It wasn’t a slow burn, or anything like he’d experienced with past girlfriends. It was all fire, and Otabek just gave it to him, and Yuri just took it. And it burned and burned and burned, until he felt like he was going to combust. The feel of lips sliding against each other, heated breaths pooling between them, and then Otabek slid his tongue along his mouth and---

Yuri abruptly pulled away, breathing hard. “I’m not fucking drunk enough for this,” he finally said. 

Otabek looked hurt, and that wasn’t something that Yuri would have ever thought possible. But then the look was as gone as quick as it had flitted across his face. “Drunk enough for what?” he asked. 

And Yuri floundered for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. “For…” It was clear that Otabek knew something, but what exactly? That he hid his never-explored-or-explicitly-stated gay self, because he was only gay for one dude? Judging by the twinkling in his friend’s gaze, he probably thought that Yuri had some stupid crush on him, that it couldn’t possibly be something so deep and heavy as-- 

Nope, Yuri wouldn’t call it that, call it love. He couldn’t, because the moment that he did, would be the moment that things shifted again, and he just couldn’t afford for his life to turn fucking upside down again. 

“For making fun of me,” he finished lamely. “Cause obviously you’ve figured out that I--”

“Making fun of you,” Otabek repeated. 

Yuri made a frustrated grunt. “Look, you can’t just go and imply that I hate gay people--” Otabek hummed at that, nodding slightly-- “And then just fucking kiss me--” Otabek’s hands moved to his side, sliding upwards against Yuri’s skin, and his words faltered just slightly. “And-- and-- this kind of goes beyond good-natured teasing--”

“I’m not teasing you,” Otabek said rather flatly. There was that slightly annoyed looking glance again. 

“Look, I might be kind of gay,” Yuri finally said, and any other moment the words might have felt good, like he was lifting something off his chest. But this time, he felt backed into a corner, because Otabek clearly knew that he wasn’t a straight arrow and picked this moment to make fun of him and-- “But you aren’t, and that doesn’t mean you can just go and--”

Otabek laughed, and it wasn’t the quiet and barely-there-but-clearly-amused kind of chuckle that Yuri was used to. This was a full-blown laugh that consumed him, fluttering up from his belly, causing his shoulders to shake. 

“Beka--”

“Yura, I’m not straight,” Otabek finally said, once he gained control of his laughter.

“What--” Yuri spluttered. “I’ve seen you date girls.”

“Yeah, I’ve dated girls. And then I met a guy who changed everything.”

Yuri would jot that down later on a list of things that he would have never thought Beka would say, ever. “So what, you’ve just been pretending to ignore it? If this guy is so special--”

“He’s been doing the same shit for years,” Otabek replied. 

“Beka--”

“Yura, you’re so fucking dense.”

“Beka--”

Otabek grabbed at his hips and pulled him closer, pressing their hips together and-- Yuri’s grip on his shoulders tightened. There was no denying it, that was… Yuri swallowed. Otabek was hard against his crotch, and it made heat pool into his stomach and his blood go clammy, because that meant one thing, and one thing only. 

The look on Otabek’s face was flushed and heavy, but not necessarily lustful, it was something else, something that made Yuri’s heart damn near burst. 

“It’s safe to say that I’m pretty fucking gay for you,” Otabek finally said.

“Wow, romantic,” Yuri said dryly. 

“What would you rather me say?” Otabek asked.  “That I’ve wanted to kiss you for years?” He yanked at Yuri’s hips again, rolling his own closer. “That I’ve wanted to feel you against me for as long as I can remember?” It wasn’t like Yuri could hide his own cock by this point, but he wasn’t prepared for them to brush against each other. Even through the swim trunks, the touch was divine, and he rocked closer, wanting more friction. 

“Beka,” Yuri whined. Otabek’s hand moved from his waist, to cross over his abs. He played with the muscles there, and then the fine and downy hairs just under his navel. Yuri wanted, needed his hand further southward, but Otabek’s hand just stayed there, unmoving.  

“Yura,” he whispered, his lips close to his ear, “Can I?”

“Beka, I swear to God if you don’t--”

“Don’t what?”

Otabek was going to make him say it. He was going to make him beg, and Yuri fucking hated it. Or maybe he loved it. Or maybe he didn’t fucking know anything anymore. AT least anything aside, Otabek straddled between his legs, his fingers brushing against his belly button, and the heat of the hot tub. 

“Beka,” Yuri whined. 

Otabek’s other hand ghosted across his jaw, catching it between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled Yuri’s lips close to his, hesitating. “Yuri, I want you, I’ve wanted you for a very long time,” he said to him, his thumb rubbing along Yuri’s bottom lip. “What do you want?”

How the fuck could Otabek ask him that? Wasn’t it obvious, with him straddled over his lap, kissing him with abandon, grinding his hips against his with ill restraint. It’s clear, Yuri thought. It’s so fucking obvious what he wants, but then there’s this look on Otabek’s face and--

“Yura,” Otabek breathed, “I want to hear it. Tell me what you want.” Yuri watched as Otabek thumbed his lip again, his own mouth twisting into a smirk. 

Oh. Otabek needed to hear it, and it wasn’t fair, how good he looked at that moment. His eyes were hazed over, half-lidded and glazed, one hand still hooked around Yuri’s face, holding it gently. Waiting for him to say something Yuri would have thought it awkward, but it wasn’t, it was perfect, because it was a look that Otabek apparently reserved for him. 

He was still trying to process that piece of information, because if Otabek had liked him for years, then why the fuck had Yuri waited for so long? “I--” Why hadn’t Beka ever said anything? 

But words weren’t at the forefront of Yuri’s mind, at the moment. Otabek was patient though, his fingertips dancing along the waistband of his swim trunks. So Yuri made a rash decision, reaching down and grabbing at Otabek’s hand, pulling it downwards and straight to his cock.

Otabek smiled at that, pressing his lips to Yuri’s neck, squeezing the bulge in his swim trunks just barely-- 

The moan that Yuri let out was the most embarrassing thing to ever pass his lips. 

Otabek kissed his way along Yuri’s jaw, and then met his mouth again. Yuri practically swallowed the kiss, his hips rutting upward towards Otabek’s hand, trying to find that pressure again and-- 

Otabek pulled his hand away, moving to slide his fingers along Yuri’s hip bone once more. 

“It’s not fair,” Yuri breathed, pulling away slightly. “How could you think… Why did you-- why didn’t you say something?”

Otabek sighed at that, lifting his other hand to brush back his bangs. “Yura, you’ve worn a new girl on your arm every weekend for the last four years. What was I supposed to think?”

Well, in retrospect, yeah, that made a lot of sense. Yuri’s obsession with reigning in his feelings had done exactly what he intended. Otabek had fallen for him hard, but he’d also fallen for his ruse. 

“I just--” He broke up when Otabek pulled his hips closer again. Yuri burned with the delicious heat between the two of them. “I didn’t want to--”

That caused Otabek to pause, giving him a very serious glance. Yuri could tell that his self-control was wavering, but he waited for him to continue. Yuri swallowed thickly. “I didn’t want to fuck things up between us,” Yuri finally said, his voice barely a whisper.

“Oh, Yura,” Otabek breathed, caressing his cheek again. “You know better than that.”

Logically, Yuri did, and when Otabek said it so easily, it made him feel really fucking stupid. Otabek was his best friend, his person. Even if he wasn’t actually gay, he probably would have waved the concern away, if Yuri had brought it up. 

Yuri grew bold at his words, reaching down to palm Otabek’s dick through his swim trunks. The low moan the man breathed was absolutely worth it. “Tell me about this man,” Yuri demanded coyly. “The man who changed everything.”

Otabek gripped Yuri’s hips, trying to move him. But Yuri was taller and more awkward, and he just didn’t really bend that way. He let Otabek guide him to the edge of the hot tub, the brick of the poolside flooring cold against his behind, contrasting to the warmth of the water that swirled around his legs. 

“He’s not always the brightest,” Otabek said, caging Yuri between his arms. Yuri opened his mouth to protest, but Otabek’s hands found him again, pulling their hips flesh together once more. The protest died in his throat, replaced by a breathy moan. “But he’s fierce,” Otabek continued, pressing his nose below Yuri’s ear, pressing a kiss against the juncture of skin there. “And he’s loyal, and he’s beautiful.” 

Yuri hitched his leg over Otabek’s hip, cradling the bone with his calf. Trying to ground himself, trying to pull him closer, trying to do anything, really. Yuri had boned a lot of women in his life, but they never compared to this. Nothing compared to this. 

Otabek pulled back just enough to look at Yuri, brushing his bangs back again, his knuckles ghosting lightly over his cheek. “Yura, you’re beautiful.”

He wouldn’t cry, he fucking wouldn’t. As if this wasn’t the one thing he’d ever wanted, that he’d ever dreamed of. And there was Otabek, pressed between his legs, hard and aching, wanting him. 

This was a dream, it had to be. 

“Beka, please,” Yuri whined, pressing his hips closer, pulling at Otabek’s shoulders. Otabek hummed at that, reaching between them, squeezing his hardness again. “Fuck,” Yuri hissed, chasing the motion with his hips. 

Otabek’s fingers slipped into the waistband of his trunks, and they both paused. Waiting. Finally, Otabek said, “Off,” tugging at them slightly. 

Yuri lifted his hips immediately, and said, “You too then.” Otabek didn’t even pause or miss a beat, effortlessly sliding off his own and kicking them to the side.

And then they were naked, and Yuri looked anywhere else, except where he actually wanted too. Otabek’s cheeks were red and flushed, his eyes sparkling with want, and God it was almost worse.

Otabek pressed his fingers back to Yuri’s abdomen, just under his navel before heading southward. Yuri swallowed again, barely able to catch onto his breath. “Yura,” Otabek murmured quietly, “This isn’t just some whim. I--”

“Beka, the pool floor is hard, I’m fucking freezing, even tho my legs are in the water and I swear if you don’t do something already, I’m literally going to combust.” 

Otabek opened his mouth, like he was going to say more, but decided against it. “Anything, for you,” he said, his lips twisting into a sly smile. 

“Beka, cut the cra--” His words died the moment Otabek gripped his length, and Yuri’s head fell back. His hands were warm and calloused, but his grip firm, and-- Oh yeah, this was totally different than any of the chicks he’d been with.

Hook-ups had always been self-serving with the intent to forget. He would never forget this, the way the Otabek seemed to touch him reverently. His grip loosened slightly so he could pump Yuri’s cock gently. 

“Oh God,” Yuri managed, hissing once more at the contact, his eyes screwed shut. 

“At least say my name,” Otabek joked. Yuri didn’t appreciate it one bit, that smug and sarcastic tone, but the thought was easily lost when Otabek slid his grip across him again. 

“Beka.”

“Yura, look,” Otabek asked. Yuri opened his eyes to regard him through a half-lidded and hazy glance. “No,” Otabek continued with. His free hand left Yuri’s hip, taking hold of his chin and tipping it downward.

Yuri saw tanned skin against pale flesh, and even he could appreciate how good his cock looked in Otabek’s grasp. And there was the matter of that man’s own length, rock hard and resting against Yuri’s thigh to the side. Yuri had already known Otabek circumsized, but he’d never really managed to sneak a good look, even when changing in the locker. 

His mouth practically watered at the sight of him. 

“Yura,” Otabek breathed, and Yuri watched he hitched his hips forward, pressing closer to him and--

Yuri’s hand snaked between them, grabbing hold of Otabek. This was new territory, this was decidedly not like touching himself, but judging by the sharp intake of breath of Otabek’s part, and the inability to hold back a moan-- well, he seemed to be doing a decent job. 

Otabek pulled Yuri’s hand away, only to grab both of their lengths, pressing them together. And then he unceremoniously licked his hand, wrapping it around the both of them, prompting Yuri to prepare to tease him about it, but--

Oh. Oooh. Yuri bit his lip, as his breath hitched instead, words failing him. Spit wasn’t as slick as lube, but it didn’t matter, it was fine. Everything was fine and it worked well enough. The heat between the two of them, the friction of skin against skin, fuck, even the smell of Otabek in general, Chlorine and all. 

Yuri hooked his legs around his waist tighter, and Otabek squeezed tighter, shifting his hips to pull back and press forward again. It wasn’t a practiced motion, but perfection wasn’t needed. 

All Yuri needed was Otabek, and that friction, and he finally had it. Otabek leaned forward, as Yuri hissed his name again, his lips pressing against his neck. His tongue snuck out, lapping at the sweat there. Yuri recognized that movement, it was something he did when he was trying to hold on, trying to eke out as much as he could, before tumbling over the edge. 

“Beka, it’s okay,” Yuri said, reaching down and grasping the hand that held them together. He could feel the tendons clench, squeezing tighter, sliding along their lengths as Otabek bucked into the grip. Yuri followed the motion. And then they repeated it several times.

“Yura--”

“Oh, I’m right there with you,” Yuri said, unable to hold the laughter from his tone. Really, the sheer and utter ridiculousness of the situation-- Otabek had gotten a firm grasp on him literally minutes ago, and already he was close to cresting that dangerous height. “I’m-- fuck--”

Despite Yuri’s dramatic curse, Otabek came first, his hips jerking slightly, his face pressed against the side of his neck and breathing heavily. And fuck it was hot, because Yuri followed right after, catching that wave and tumbling over the edge as he whined Otabek’s name, punctuated by a curse. 

They sat there in a heaving, wet and hot mess. Otabek finally let go of their cocks, slipping his hand into the hot tub, shaking it slightly. 

“Ugh, how gross,” Yuri snapped, his bite back as quickly as it had left. 

Otabek chuckled slightly, before leaning over the edge and grabbing at his towel. He wiped his hand dry, albeit shakily. In fact, everything about Otabek screamed a tight wire that had suddenly snapped. He looked as though he didn’t know quite what to do with himself.

 Well, if that didn’t do things to Yuri’s ego, he didn’t know what would. 

Yuri slipped back into the hot tub, despite his earlier disgust, the warm water a balm against his cold and clammy skin. And sore backside, because damn, those pool stones weren’t comfortable. Otabek dropped beside him, sliding in close and wrapping an arm around his shoulder. Yuri leaned into the touch without a second though. 

His heart practically burst at how natural it felt. 

“Baldy is going to fucking kill us.”

“If he finds out,” Otabek sighed. “I’m definitely not saying anything. Besides, if you think that they haven’t--”

“NOPE,” Yuri snapped. “Stop that thought right there. The last thing I want to think about right now is what they get up to in the privacy of their own home.” And out of their home, for that matter. Over the years, Yuri had been scarred enough times to literally expect it. 

Otabek hummed in amusement, pressing his nose against the side of Yuri’s hair, pecking a gentle kiss above his ear. 

“Was this your plan, or something?”

“Plan?”

“You know, getting me into a hot tub, all hot and heavy.”

“Well, no, but it’s definitely been a fantasy.” Otabek admitted. “And then you know, you walked in half naked and in a swimsuit, and--”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

Yuri let out the breath he’d been holding. “We’re both pretty stupid, huh?”

“A man profits more by the sight of an idiot, than by the orations of the learned.” Fucking Otabek, and his fucking proverbs. “And before you ask,” Otabek cut in, “it’s an Arab one.”

“Of fucking course.” 

“It’s about ignorance, and do you know what my grandma says about that?”

“No, but you’re going to tell me anyway.”

He felt Otabek’s lips twitch into a smile against the side of his head. “The good thing about ignorance, is that you can learn from it.”

“Oh, is that what we were doing earlier?” Yuri asked, with a sly smile. 

Otabek splashed water at him, and Yuri turned quickly, climbing into Otabek’s lap again. And this time they looked at each other, they really did. Otabek was wrong. Yuri wasn’t the beautiful one, he was, with his high cheekbones and chiseled jaw. Slightly crooked nose and that little scar just above his eyebrow. Yuri swept his fingers over his face, before leaning over to kiss him again. 

And they just kissed and kissed and kissed. 

….

Later that night, they fell into bed to sleep. 

They’d always shared, Yuri realized, despite his discomfort. At a backward glance, he should have realized. Best guy friends don’t usually share beds into they’re late twenties. But Otabek and Yuri had always had a different dynamic and neither had ever questioned it.

Maybe they should have, because it would have led to mind blowing sex sooner. 

And yes, it was mind blowing, despite only getting as far as awkward palming and thrusting against each other. Good thing they had time, plenty of time. 

Otabek was warm beside him, pressed against his back. An arm was thrown around him, his nose pressed against his neck, just breathing. It grounded Yuri. It probably grounded Otabek too. 

“I love you,” Yuri blurted into the quiet room. 

“I know,” Otabek said, without missing a beat. And then he pressed a kiss to the bones of his neck. 

“I mean, like, I’ve loved you forever.” 

“I know,” Otabek repeated, and then repeated the kiss. 

“And that’s… I mean, is that it?”

He felt Otabek chuckle, pulling back. Yuri turned to find Otabek regarding him with a fond smile. “Of course that isn’t it, Yura,” he said. “I love you too, and that means we have everything ahead of us.” 

“You just… You can’t just say shit like that, Beka.”

Otabek reached out, twirling a long strand of Yuri’s hair between his fingers. “I knew you’d come around. I just didn’t think it’d take so long.”

“Is that a complaint?”

“Never.”

Yuri narrowed his eyes, watching Otabek carefully, waiting for the but to come. It never did. Otabek just had that slight half-smile across his lips, as his fingers played with his hair. Yuri snorted at that, but turned back around. Otabek slid closer immediately, pressing another kiss against his neck. 

“I really am stupid, you know,” Yuri whispered. 

Otabek didn’t reply immediately, only humming against the skin of his neck. Finally, he said, “There’s always tomorrow. And the day after that. You have all my tomorrows, Yura.”

Fucking Otabek and his fucking smooth words. 

But Yuri smiled, because he was right. 

[lou-is-lurking]

20 questions for writers

thanks so much for tagging me, @they-lived 💜💜💜

These questions looked vaguely familiar, so I checked and found I answered an almost identical version here. It's been three years since then tho (??? sounds fake tbh), so some answers will be different (and some won't), so here we go

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 24

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 117,073

3. What fandoms do you write for? Yuri on Ice still owns my ass

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

No Nut November [Otayuri, E]

Jacky's and Becky's Bizarre Adventures [Otapliroy, T]

The Waiting Game [Otayuri, E]

Perfect Storm [Otayuri, E]

Off-Season Gossip [Otapliroy, M]

5. Do you respond to comments?

Almost always, but I'm sometimes still as slow about it as I was three years ago whoops 😅

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Still this one: Stuck making Excuses

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhhhhhh.I really don't know. Maybe No Nut November? Or Kiss it Better? Or even Not According to Plan? All the Friends to Lovers ones lol

8. Do you get hate on fics? No. Bless smaller, quieter fandoms lol

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Hell yeah. Still the kinky kind, mostly. Which apparently was also my answer last time I did these questions, but I was Offended (affectionately) when @weeheilandcoo recently challenged me to "write normal sex" as if I never do that??? Which, uhhhhh, it seems I actually do not? So... Yeah. ("Vanilla??? SAD.")

10. Do you write crossovers?

Still only got that lone Yoi/Buffy crossover deep down in my WIP folder (tho apparently I worked on it sometime in October 2022 cos that's the date of the latest version lmao)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, actually! The first was Kiss It Better, translated to Russian and poted to ficbook Here.

Then this year No Nut November and Turn Down the Heat were also translated to Russian and posted on AO3 - with custom fanart / headers! 🥰 Awesome experience everytime, everyone was super sweet <3 <3

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, not fic at least. I've done a few co-writing projects for other stuff, but most of the time it didn't really work out / wasn't for me. Only exception: A short story for one of my Vampire the Masquearde RPG campaigns that I wrote together with a friend a long time ago. Batshit insane stuff. Good times. 😆

14. What is your all-time favorite ship? Otapliroy (and any other combination of these 3 boys)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

SO. MANY. UHHHHHGGGG 😭😭😭 Side-eying my 50s AU, specifically.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Humor. Banter. Dialogue in general, I guess.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

To actually fucking write lmao. Finishing a story to the point of being presentable. Also, pacing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Can work really well. Can also be fucking hilarious if the translation isn't accurate.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Some vampire show for kids when I was seven or eight. Not sure if that counts since I wasn't even aware of 'fandom' back then 😅

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Impossible to choose, would pick a different one every day lmao. But I've been having a lot of Pliroy thoughts lately so maybe today I'd pick Symbiosis .

Tagging any mutuals and followers who want to play! Feel free to tag me in your posts I' wanna'd love to read your answers 💜

[missed-opportunitiess]

*yuri's phone is ringing*

yurio: *laughs* piggy you still call your dad, daddy? how childish

yuri: *picks up the phone* *looks yurio dead in the eyes

yuri: hi viktor

yurio: *chOKES

[katialenawrites]

New Multi-Chapter Fic Alert!

Thin Ice (AO3)

Yuri Plisetsky was dead long before he died.

When he wakes up from a fatal skating accident in another Yuri's life it's all he can do to hang on to what he now has - and what he's always wanted. As his secrets and inconsistent memories begin to stack and topple, Yuri has to decide who to trust and whether the Otabek that stayed for Other Yuri will stay for him too.

Yuri Plisetsky/Otabek Altin, Alternate Timeline, Depression, Panic Attacks, Implied/Referenced Sex Work, Healthy Relationships, Team Getting Therapy, Smut, Crying During Sex, Katsuki-Nikiforovs As Parents

Full tags on AO3!

Yuri on Ice multi-chapter fic updated regularly because I have no patience for weekly and also no chill.