#Victor x reader

[itsnesss]

𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 | victor × fem!reader

summary | you feel powerless compared to your vampire friends, so you ask victor for help

warnings | vampire!reader, light angst, themes of self-doubt, mentorship, supernatural powers

word count | 0.6 k

You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve tried. Closing your eyes, concentrating, trying to feel that power inside you, waiting for it to come out. But nothing.

Always the same: silence and emptiness. Your vampire friends can already do incredible things with the air. But you... you can’t.

Today, after yet another training session, you decide to find Victor. He’s the only one who seems to understand how you feel. And besides, he already knows how to control the wind and the way he does it fascinates you.

You find him sitting on a rock, his hair tousled by the soft breeze he’s created. You approach slowly, trying not to disturb him, but he looks up and gives you a warm smile.

"Hey," he says. "What are you doing out here so late?"

You take a deep breath and tell him everything. That you’re tired of not being able to do anything, of feeling useless while everyone else uses their powers to protect the community. That you want his help to awaken yours, that you want to learn how to fly with the wind like he does.

Victor listens carefully and nods, serious but kind.

"Don’t worry," he says. "Not everyone awakens the same way or at the same time. But I can help you find what’s inside you. Come on."

He takes your hand and leads you to a clearing in the forest. The night is calm, lit only by the stars and the moon.

"Close your eyes," he tells you. "Feel the air on your skin, the whisper of the leaves, the invisible movement around you."

You follow his words, trying to disconnect from everything and focus only on the wind. At first, you feel nothing, but slowly, there’s a tingling, like a soft sigh of air trying to reach you.

"Now," Victor says, "don’t force it. Let the wind choose you."

You take a deep breath and, without knowing how, feel a light breeze start to swirl around you. It’s not strong or loud, but it’s there, like a gentle touch.

Your eyes open in surprise and Victor smiles proudly.

"There it is," he says. "You just needed to trust."

Little by little, the breeze grows stronger, and you feel something inside you begin to awaken. It’s not the biggest or most visible power, but it’s yours.

"You’re not alone," Victor whispers. "We’ll train together until your wind is just as strong as mine."

You keep going, letting yourself feel and try to bring out your power. The wind spins around you, soft but steady. You can barely believe it, but you feel it. Victor steps closer and says:

"Good. Now try moving your hand. Don’t overthink it—just let it follow the wind."

You slowly raise your hand and a light gust brushes your fingers. It’s not much, but it’s a start.

"That was good," Victor says. "Now do it again, but a little faster."

You try again and the wind responds a bit stronger, lifting some dry leaves off the ground.

"Exactly!" Victor laughs. "See? You can do it."

He encourages you and guides you to focus all your attention on that sensation. Slowly, the wind begins to spin faster, forming small swirls around you.

"That’s it," he says. "Now, try it with both arms."

At first it’s hard, but when you stretch your arms out, the wind grows and the leaves fly through the clearing. You laugh, surprised and excited.

"I never thought I could do this," you whisper.

"You just needed a little practice," Victor replies. "And not giving up."

The air gets stronger, and Victor steps closer to help you control the force, giving you instructions as the wind becomes a small storm around you.

"You’re learning fast," he says with a smile. "If you keep this up, you’ll be as good as me in no time."

You end up exhausted but happy, sitting in the grass as the wind calms and the night remains peaceful.

"Thank you, Victor," you say. "I don’t feel so useless anymore."

He looks at you and replies:

"You never were."

[kngrose]

Could you do yandere head cannons for Caitlyn from arcane?

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

includes caitlyn jayce victor vander

WARNINGS: implied stalking, implied drugging, infantilization, coercion, general unhealthy behaviors

from roselí. ᡣ𐭩 : decided to pair these guys up because there was sooooo many requests for them! ^^

caitlyn protective type

She wasn’t always this way. It was an accident that caused something in her to change.  The bullet had just barely grazed her, a close call, but one that made her realize just how fragile everything could be. It wasn't the pain that lingered in her body, but the sense of terror that gripped her heart when she thought she might never see you again. What if it were you instead– what if the bullet didn’t just graze you? What if it went through you instead?

She was already drawn to you, but after that brush with death, Caitlyn’s feelings became something she couldn’t ignore anymore. The idea of losing you—someone who had become her rock—became a constant, gnawing presence in her mind. She had survived countless dangers before, but the thought of you slipping away was far worse.

It wasn’t long before Caitlyn started showing up more often. She would check in on you regularly, whether you were in the office or just at home, her presence now a familiar yet unspoken thing. "I just wanted to make sure you're alright," she’d say, though you couldn’t recall ever needing to be checked on. At first, it seemed like genuine concern, but soon, you began to notice how her eyes would linger just a little too long, and how her posture seemed tense when you weren’t near. 

Her love, while seemingly genuine, would feel smothering at times, as if she can’t let you out of her sight for too long. She might start showing up unexpectedly, always with an excuse, but slowly turning up at your most inconvenient times. Caitlyn might resort to more extreme measures. She might manipulate situations to make you think you're in danger or that you can only trust her. She’d plant lies, create paranoia, and twist things so you decide to seclude yourself more. 

Caitlyn can’t just simply be a part of your life—she’d want to control it. She would subtly start dictating where you go and, who you interact with.  You’d feel like you have no room to breathe without her approval. 

 The near-death experience had cracked something inside of her. Caitlyn needed reassurance—not just that you were safe, but that you weren’t going anywhere. She began to ask, almost obsessively, if you were sure you were happy with her, if she was doing enough for you, if you felt as though you were being properly protected. Her doubts about her own ability to protect you made her needier, more insistent on showing that she could keep you safe from the chaos that threatened your world.

“You’re not going to leave me, are you?” You’d awoken in the middle of the night to her staring down at you in the dark bedroom. It was weird— had she been watching you sleep? Her voice was soft but heavy with something unspoken. The question hung in the air, and you could see the hint of panic in her eyes. She had always been so composed, so controlled, but this new Caitlyn—this Caitlyn who had almost lost you—was breaking down those walls.

 Her jealousy would flare when she saw you interacting with others, especially anyone who showed a hint of interest in you. Caitlyn couldn’t help it. Her need to keep you safe extended to wanting to keep others away, ensuring that no one else would get too close to you. Her envy would manifest in small ways—like an extra long hug when you returned to her side, a slightly tighter grip on your hand in public. When someone else laughed with you, Caitlyn would withdraw slightly, her smile turning into something forced. “Don’t get too close to them,” she’d murmur later when you were alone, her tone carrying a mix of fear and a protective sharpness. It was as though her love for you had warped into something far darker.

She’d say things like, “You don’t need to do anything without me. I’m here to help you,” and you’d find it difficult to refuse, because behind her words was a certain pleading—an unspoken desperation for you not to pull away from her.

Her emotional dependence on you grew stronger with each passing day. Caitlyn would assure you that she wasn’t trying to control you, but her actions spoke otherwise. She couldn’t stand the idea of you slipping away from her, of you finding comfort in anyone else. You were hers to protect, and no one would ever take you from her.

On the flip side, Caitlyn's loyalty would be unwavering. If you ever found yourself in danger or in need of help, she’d stop at nothing to make sure you were okay, even if it meant making dangerous choices or going against her moral compass. In her mind, you're hers, and she'll do anything to keep you safe, even if it’s at the expense of others.

 The first time she almost lost you, Caitlyn had been ready to tear the world apart to ensure it wouldn’t happen again. Now, her obsession had grown to the point where it wasn’t about safety anymore—it was about ownership. You had become her entire world, the one thing that mattered above all else.

The question was no longer how could she keep you safe. It became how could she keep you with her? She couldn’t bear the thought of you slipping through her fingers.

“Promise me you won’t leave me,” she whispered one night, her hand trembling slightly as she held you. Her eyes searched your face, looking for something that would assure her, reassure her, make her believe that you wouldn’t leave her alone in a world that felt far too dangerous without you.

You could see the vulnerability in her gaze, the fear, and the obsession lurking just beneath the surface. Caitlyn had changed. Her love for you had become a tether, a need, a consuming thing that had overtaken every part of her. And now, she needed to make sure you would never walk away.

It wasn’t just about love anymore. It was about control. It was about keeping you close, locked in her world, never letting go.

jayce fixating type

After the breakup, Jayce’s world shattered in a way he had never anticipated. For so long, he had been consumed by his work, his passion for Hextech and its potential to change the world, that he hadn’t noticed the growing distance between him and the one person who had once been his emotional anchor. His heart had been so tied to his inventions, to the pursuit of progress, that he never imagined he could lose the one thing that mattered to him more than anything—her.

When you broke up with him, it felt like the ground beneath his feet had crumbled away. The calm, steady hand that had always guided him through his struggles was suddenly gone. He tried to reason with you at first, to explain that Hextech was not just a project, but a vision—a chance to make the world a better place. But as your eyes turned away from him, he began to realize that it wasn’t just about the work. It was about him. And his focus, his obsession with Hextech, had taken him so far away from you that he had lost sight of what truly mattered.

That realization consumed him. In his mind, he couldn’t accept it—couldn’t accept the idea that it was his own blindness to your needs that had driven you away. He had never truly seen it before, but now that it was gone, he saw it everywhere: your absence, the way his lab felt colder, how every success in his work now felt hollow without you by his side. The weight of your rejection clung to him like a shadow.

And so began his obsession.

Jayce’s need to fix things started as an impulse—a desperate attempt to prove he could balance both the future of Hextech and the future with you. But as days turned to weeks and you remained distant, his obsession grew darker. He started showing up at your door, uninvited, his gaze intense, almost pleading. He would try to convince you that things could be different—that he could change, that he could be there for you. But in truth, it wasn’t about change. It wasn’t about improving himself. It was about keeping you close, where he could protect you, where he could ensure that you never left again.

Jayce had always been a man of intellect, but now, logic and reason had abandoned him. He couldn’t fathom the idea of you being free from him, of you moving on. The thought made him sick, twisting in his gut. He began to manipulate your conversations, pushing boundaries, trying to create situations where you would need him, where you would have no choice but to return. He would remind you of all the moments you had shared, the promises he had made to you, all the things that had once made you believe in him. But none of this was genuine anymore—none of it was the person he used to be. He was no longer trying to rebuild a relationship. Now, he was trying to reclaim you, no matter the cost.

The obsession deepened. He began showing up at places he knew you'd be, lingering in the background, watching you as you went about your life without him. If he couldn’t keep you at his side through words, he would make sure you couldn’t escape through actions. In the quiet moments, Jayce’s mind would race, imagining the worst—what if you found someone else? What if you grew stronger without him? What if, one day, you were truly gone?

His need to keep you close became all-consuming. Jayce started to twist the very things he loved about you into weapons for his obsession. He’d tell himself he was doing this for you, for the future of both of you. He’d tell himself that he wasn’t controlling, that he was just keeping you safe from the world outside. But deep down, he knew the truth. He was terrified. Terrified of losing you. Terrified that his obsession had driven you to a place where the only thing left was distance, and that distance was now a gulf he couldn’t cross.

Jayce had always been a man of vision, but now that vision had warped. He couldn’t see a future without you, and he couldn’t accept the possibility that you had chosen a life without him. His desire to protect, to build a better world, had been replaced by a singular focus—keeping you from slipping away. And with every attempt, every plea, he could feel his grip on you tightening. But what he didn’t realize was that the more he pulled you in, the more he suffocated what little remained of the love you once shared.

In his obsession, Jayce had lost sight of the one thing that could have healed them both: the space to breathe, to be free, to make choices. Instead, he was creating a prison of his own design, and with every day that passed, he was sealing both of your fates in it.

victor savior type

Victor had always been driven by the idea of progress. From the moment he first set foot in Piltover, he had envisioned a future where technology and science could heal the broken, the sick, and the flawed. His dreams were grand—of perfecting the human body, of eradicating weakness and suffering. But after his experiences in the Arcane, that ideal evolved. It wasn’t just about saving others anymore. It became about creating something that could be truly perfect—and, somewhere along the way, you became the focus of that vision.

At first, Victor admired you from afar, intrigued by your brilliance and passion. You were like him—a seeker of knowledge, a person striving for something more. But it wasn’t long before he began to notice the small things about you, things that most people wouldn’t see. The subtle hesitation when you looked at your reflection, the way you seemed to fight against something within yourself that you couldn’t escape. It was there in your eyes, in your posture—this quiet dissatisfaction with who you were. Victor saw it as weakness. A flaw. Something that could be fixed.

In the beginning, it was just a passing thought. A small seed planted in the back of his mind: “What if I could help them?” But as the days passed, that seed grew. Every interaction you had with Victor became tinged with this idea, this possibility that he could take you, just as he had taken his own body and reshaped it, and bring you to a higher form of existence—his vision of perfection.

He became obsessed, not with curing illness or repairing his own mechanical body, but with fixing you. Every glance, every word you spoke, was studied carefully. He began to analyze you, to understand what made you unhappy, what flaws you perceived in yourself. He noticed how you would sigh when looking at your reflection or how you’d become withdrawn after difficult interactions.

And, somewhere deep inside, Victor felt a rush of excitement. I could fix this, he thought. I could make them perfect.

Victor began to put his plans into motion. At first, it was subtle—small changes. He'd offer you assistance, claiming it was for your benefit, your health. Perhaps it was a supplement to help with fatigue, a mechanical adjustment here and there, things that would seem innocuous. But all the while, he was slipping things into your life, gently guiding you toward the idea that something needed to change—something big. He began talking more about his own work, his experiments with biomechanical evolution, how he had perfected his own body through the use of Hextech technology, how he had become better. He spoke of it with such enthusiasm, such conviction, that you couldn’t help but listen.

And you began to listen more closely, to wonder if he was right. Could you truly evolve into something better? Could you become free of the insecurities that haunted you? Victor’s words were so convincing, so filled with promise, that the idea began to take root. But even as you were drawn deeper into his world, you couldn’t quite shake the feeling that something was off. His gaze lingered too long, his smile a little too knowing, as if he saw something in you that you didn’t see yourself.

Victor was careful, patient. He needed you to want it, to believe in the perfection he promised, because that was the only way his plans could truly succeed. He began to subtly manipulate your environment, ensuring that you’d be isolated from others, making it more difficult to question his intentions. You would be so wrapped up in his ideas of progress, his vision of perfection, that you wouldn’t even think to resist.

His words became more frequent, more insistent. He’d talk about the benefits of his work, of how it could be applied to you, how much better you could be with his guidance. You’d hear him speak of the “improvements” he could make—subtle at first, but gradually escalating. The more time you spent with him, the more you found yourself considering the idea, wondering if it could really work.

But in Victor’s mind, this wasn’t just about improving you. It was about making you into something that could never reject him again. Something perfect. You’d be his greatest creation—your flaws erased, your body transformed, your mind reshaped. In his mind, he was offering you salvation, even as he slowly ensnared you in his vision. You wouldn’t have a choice in the matter; the idea of perfection, of becoming whole, would consume you entirely. And when the time came, he would reveal his true intentions.

There would be no turning back.

Victor’s obsession grew with every passing day. He watched you carefully, analyzing how you reacted to his suggestions. Every word he spoke was another piece of the puzzle, another step toward his goal. He was a patient man, and he would wait until the perfect moment arrived, when you were so entangled in his vision that you would beg him to make you perfect.

By then, it would be too late to stop him. His arcane technology would transform you, reshape you, into something that could never reject him again. And once you were his creation, the perfect version of yourself, you would belong to him—body, mind, and soul.

vander infantilizing type

Vander was always a protector. He’d spent his life making sure the people of Zaun, especially those close to him, stayed safe from the dangers that loomed over the Undercity. To him, protection was everything—his family, his crew, and you, the person he cherished most in his heart. But over time, something shifted in his mind, a shift so gradual that neither of you noticed it at first.

It started with small acts of kindness. When you were out, Vander would show up unexpectedly, insisting on walking you home, even if it was just down the block. “Zaun can be unpredictable,” he’d say with a smile. “I just want to make sure you’re safe.” It seemed harmless at first, but there was a subtle urgency in his words, a note of unspoken control hidden beneath his seemingly loving gestures. He never directly told you what to do, but you began to feel his presence more and more, often when you least expected it.

 At first, it was innocent. He would casually ask about your day, making sure you were staying out of trouble, always with a smile and a reassuring hand on your shoulder. But then the questions became more frequent. “Where were you?” “Who were you with?” “Did you get home okay?” He never seemed satisfied with a simple “I’m fine,” needing the specifics of every encounter, every moment you spent away from him.

Vander never outright said he didn’t trust you, but the way he’d check in felt more like a constant inspection, as though he had to make sure you were always on the right path. He would often show up at places you didn’t expect him to be, seemingly out of nowhere, with that protective smile of his. It wasn’t out of malice, but of love, or so he told himself. The idea that you might stray from his care, even accidentally, made him uneasy.

Vander had always treated you like an equal, someone who could handle themselves in this chaotic world. But slowly, as his protective instinct overpowered his rational thinking, he began to take over more of your responsibilities. At first, it was small things—offering to take care of errands or tasks you could easily do yourself. “You don’t need to worry about that,” he’d say, brushing it off as no trouble at all. You were busy, after all, and Vander was happy to lighten your load.

But as time went on, the things he took over grew bigger—decisions about your personal life, where you went, what you did. “I don’t think you should be hanging around them,” he’d say, and suddenly your plans for the evening were altered without so much as a thought. At first, you were grateful for his care, thinking it was just his way of protecting you. You didn’t realize that it wasn’t about care at all—it was about removing your ability to make your own choices, piece by piece, until you weren’t sure where his influence ended and your own will began.

 You had always been capable of making your own decisions. But gradually, Vander began offering advice with a weight that felt more like instruction. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to go there today. I heard things aren’t safe around that part of town. You’d be better off staying in.” His words weren’t demanding, but they carried a subtle pressure. The more you heard his concerns, the more you started to question your own decisions, second-guessing yourself.

Soon, you found yourself deferring to him more often. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to do things your way, but the more he guided you, the more you felt that maybe he was right. That maybe he knew better. His opinions began to overshadow your own, and with each piece of advice, his grip on your autonomy tightened without either of you realizing it.

Vander never directly tried to pull you away from your friends or your life outside of him, but little by little, he began to discourage it. “You know, they don’t always have your best interests at heart,” he’d say with a concerned look when you mentioned spending time with someone else. He’d never speak ill of your friends outright, but his warnings always lingered in your mind.

You began to notice that you didn’t hang out with your friends as much anymore. His presence seemed to always loom, and when you tried to make plans without him, you felt guilty. His protective smile would reappear whenever you suggested a solo outing, and he’d suddenly have a reason why you shouldn’t go. “I just think it’s better if you stick with me for now. Just to be safe.”

Over time, the lines between his care and his control became blurred. You started to spend more time with him, less with others, and you began to depend on him more than you realized.

Vander’s concern turned into something more infantilizing. He would no longer treat you as an equal, but as someone who needed constant guidance. Every decision you made seemed to be followed by him taking over or offering advice that bordered on patronizing.

“You’ve been through a lot today, you should rest. I’ll take care of things,” he’d say, trying to get you to step back from your own responsibilities. He’d make you feel like you didn’t need to handle things on your own, and that, in itself, became his way of asserting control. You began to rely on him more and more for even the smallest of tasks, from taking care of your finances to managing your relationships with others.

He would smile and say, “I’m just looking out for you. You don’t need to worry about these things, I’m here to handle them for you.” At first, it seemed like an act of kindness, but over time, it felt like your independence was slipping away. Your world became smaller, controlled by the boundaries he’d created, and you found yourself feeling like a child, helpless to make decisions without his approval.

Vander’s control was insidious. His intentions were good—he wanted to protect you, to shield you from the harsh world of Zaun—but in doing so, he lost sight of the balance between care and domination. His protection slowly became a cage, and what was once a bond built on mutual respect began to feel more like an overbearing relationship.

“You know I’m only doing this because I love you, right?” he would say, when the tension between the two of you grew. His eyes, full of affection and pride, would hold you in place, as if to remind you that he was the one who knew best. He wanted to protect you, but in his mind, protecting you meant controlling your life, even if you didn’t see it at first.

The more he infantilized you, the more he believed he was doing what was best. After all, he was the one who had been through it all, the one who understood the world better than you ever could. And you, in turn, began to wonder if he might be right, and you started to lose sight of who you were before he came into your life.

Vander had built a world around you—one where you needed him, one where you couldn’t escape. And you began to wonder: had you been protected… or trapped?

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[crystalveil]

So…..how’s everyone feeling after the finale 😭 poor kid just wanted a mentor and instead it ended like that, what the fuc-

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

INFP

Ravenclaw

Neutral Good

Pisces Sun, Scorpio Moon, Aquarius Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・You had been watching Victor from afar for a long time. Listening to the other's about how long he had been trapped in this hell.

・It broke your heart

・And what else could you do but approach him? Try and befriend him?

・It wasn't easy trying to be Victor's friend, he had a lot of walls up, a lot of trauma that had never been dealt with

・And you were quite angry that other people in the town treated him so badly. Where was their compassion?

・There would be plenty of times that Victor saves your life. He knows the terrain like the back of his hand, and would always be there when there's an emergency to make sure you're safe

・Knows your favourite things and tries to scavenge them for you

・If you lived at Colony House, you would stay in a room close to Victor. Through the day basically following him and asking questions about the place

・It took Victor a while to let you in; let his walls down and allow you to see the vulnerable parts of him

・Any time someone talks rudely to him, you're straight there - putting people in their place.

・No one messes with Victor anymore. No one.

・Victor didn't know what to do at first, usually he just ran away when someone got too aggressive (or got out his gun in extreme situations)

・Talking of his gun, he's used it to protect you as well...

"You come near them and I will pull the trigger."

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

Protector (You) x Didn't Realise How Alone They Had Been (Victor)

Older Sister x Younger Brother Dynamic

Apprehensive at First, Now Will Kill For Them (Victor) x Unwavering Loyalty (You)

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Found Family

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

The Hanging Tree by Rachel Zegler

[longlostlibrary]

MDNI - GN!reader x ???

(Pls vote for who ya’ll think this works best with at the bottom of the blurb! The theology question is ofc just an example and can/will be changed based on the character :])

“And what was the name of the second wife of Adam?”

Your voice rang low as to avoid disturbing, or worse; alerting, the rest of the library to your little group of two.

Though your table was in a remote corner of the library, surrounded by rows upon rows of shelving filled with tomes that looked as if they hadn’t seen the light of day in well over a decade, the penalty for your little..tutoring session being seen by prying eyes was higher than you’d like to risk.

Slowly your wrist moved up and down, pulling soft noises from the man beside you.

“Come on, you know this one,” you tighten your hold, followed by a keening whine from the other party. “You answered it right just a few minutes ago, don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten it.”

His eyes are glassy as he answers, “E-ngh, E-eve?”

And oh, how you want him to be right, if only to alleviate the light ache in your wrist. And he looked so fucked out, brow drenched with sweat and eyes red with the start of tears from the stimulation, not to mention the mess of pre that was starting to stain the front of his shirt from where his tip would spring up to meet his stomach whenever you stopped your ministrations.

But no, you’d set the rule and you’re nothing if not your word. And, after all, he was so pretty like this.

“Incorrect, Eve would be Adam’s third wife, not his second.” And you could see the agony in his eyes as your hand came to a stop, waiting for the blubbering to start.

Babies first smut btw— I’m so nervous T.T

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[mbruben-stein]

Yuri on Ice Boy' dating a fem s/o who is/that is a fashion designer and s/o designs their costumes for Figure skating competitions.

Yuuri Katsuki:

Yuuri Katsuki's relationship with his fashion designer girlfriend is a match made in heaven. She understands his passion for figure skating and knows how important it is for him to feel confident and comfortable in his costumes. She puts her heart and soul into creating unique and stunning designs that not only showcase Yuuri's talent on the ice but also reflect his personality and style.

Yuuri's girlfriend spends hours sketching, sewing, and perfecting every detail of his costumes. She takes inspiration from his music choices, his favorite colors, and even his skating style to create one-of-a-kind pieces that make him stand out on the ice. Yuuri is always amazed by her creativity and talent, and he feels grateful to have someone who supports him in such a special way.

Their relationship is a true partnership, with Yuuri providing feedback and suggestions while his girlfriend works her magic with fabrics and embellishments. They share a deep bond built on trust, communication, and a mutual love for their respective crafts. Yuuri's girlfriend is his biggest cheerleader, always there to encourage him and lift his spirits, especially during challenging times.

When Yuuri steps onto the ice wearing one of his girlfriend's creations, he feels like he has a piece of her with him, giving him the strength and confidence to perform at his best. Their love and collaboration shine through in every costume, making each performance a true work of art that showcases their shared passion and dedication. Yuuri is grateful to have such a talented and supportive partner by his side, both on and off the ice.

Victor Nikiforov:

Victor Nikiforov's relationship with his fashion designer girlfriend is a match made in heaven. Not only does she understand his need for unique and captivating costumes for his figure skating competitions, but she also has the talent and creativity to bring his visions to life. Victor trusts her implicitly with his wardrobe, knowing that she will always come up with something that will wow the audience and judges alike.

Their collaboration is a true partnership, with Victor providing input on the overall look and feel he wants to convey on the ice, and his girlfriend translating that into stunning designs that perfectly complement his performances. She takes into account every detail, from the cut of the fabric to the embellishments and accessories, ensuring that Victor's costumes not only look incredible but also enhance his movements on the ice.

Their relationship is not just about work, though. Victor and his girlfriend share a deep bond of love and mutual respect. He admires her talent and dedication to her craft, while she appreciates his passion for figure skating and his unwavering support of her career. They make time for each other amidst their busy schedules, enjoying quiet moments together and celebrating each other's successes.

Overall, Victor and his fashion designer girlfriend make a dynamic and inspiring couple. Their love and creativity shine through in everything they do, both on and off the ice. And with her by his side, Victor knows that he will always have the perfect costume to help him shine in the spotlight.

Yuri Plisetsky:

Yuri Plisetsky, also known as the Russian Punk, may come off as tough and intimidating on the ice, but when it comes to his fashion designer girlfriend, he shows a softer side. His Girlfriend is not just any fashion designer, she is the one who designs and makes his costumes for his figure skating competitions.

Yuri is known for his fierce determination to be the best in figure skating, and having a girlfriend who understands his passion and supports him in such a unique way means the world to him. He may not always show it, but deep down, he appreciates the effort and love that goes into each costume she creates for him.

Despite his rough exterior, Yuri trusts his girlfriend's talent and creative vision when it comes to his costumes. He knows that she understands him better than anyone else and that her designs will not only showcase his skills on the ice but also reflect his personality and emotions.

In moments when Yuri is feeling the pressure of competition, his girlfriend's presence and her beautifully crafted costumes give him the confidence and motivation he needs to skate his best. Their relationship is a perfect balance of passion, dedication, and love for their respective crafts.

Yuri may be the Russian Punk on the ice, but with his fashion designer girlfriend by his side, he is able to show a different side of himself - one that is vulnerable, appreciative, and deeply in love.

[ethereal-blossom]

Dating Victor Headcanons

because the ellis brainrot took a break for victor & i need cybird to feed me more of this grim reaper thank you

MDNI

౨ৎ Victor loves it when you play with his hair, especially after a stressful day. The feeling of your fingers combing through his silky long hair, the times your nails slightly scratch the nape of his neck in the process, and the braiding attempts sure must be the bliss only Heaven brings.

౨ৎ He spoils you absolutely rotten with gifts. If you look at an expensive item for even half a second too long you'll find it in your possession the next day. You could randomly mention there's a book you've been wanting but it's so in demand you can't get your hands on it and this man will pull every single string to give it to you.

౨ৎ Victor admits quite a few times he is greedy sooo... your honor, I say he's easily jealous. You'd think it doesn't extend to your interactions with Crown but it does. Jewel-like eyes capture the moment you give Elbert a gift that the lord deemed beautiful. Of course, Victor loves that you take care of his boys... but now he really wants a gift from you, too, and it's the promise of one hell of a night.

౨ৎ Corruption kink. His pupils dilate when he sees how your pure and shy expression morph into one of filthy lust and desire. It's his mission to let every one of your moans fill the room.

౨ৎ Dom. Even when you're topping or in control you feel like it is because Victor allowed you to do so, leaving the sense that he is still in control. It's not that the Queen's Aide struggles with the vulnerability of the bottom or sub position, but he's very much someone who loves to spoil and take care of the people under his wings. Perhaps, he also enjoys a bit of the power that comes along with being a dom.

౨ৎ Still, he absolutely loves having you ride him! Especially when you're trying to dom him... Aaah, you're just so cute <333 It'll take a lot for this man to be completely submissive so good luck to you, I know you can do it🫡

౨ৎ Get used to tea time because you're going to experience it a lot! Most of them are very spontaneous. You both can be working and as Victor sees you, he instantly feels the incredible urge to spoil and spend time with you. What achieves that better than tea time?

౨ৎ You can walk into a room and Victor's face will immediately beam up. Wide-spread arms and a huge grin will welcome you into every room as long as he's into it.

౨ৎ Calls you "My dear" and "My darling."

౨ৎ Victor loves to give you praise. He's always complimenting you for the smallest things and he's always so soft and patient. This praise reaches the bedroom and if "good girl/boy/preferred pronoun" is your weakness then this man will fully abuse it.

౨ৎ A shameless moaner in the bedroom and encourages you to be the same, but he is especially loud when you're the one topping him <3

[thequietkid-moonie]

Wanting attention

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Hirotaka, Howl, Viktor ]

[ Wotakoi ] [ Howl's Moving Castle ] [ Yuri on Ice ]

im a clingy person, im used to wanting the attention of my favorite people just for me! Buuut at least i can justify myself by being silly and an amazing friend ~

Nifuji Hirotaka

Hirotaka is more subtle and introvert, he doesn't shoes much affection in public (or outside in general) but he loves you deeply, Hirokata adores you completely and is more of show it on messages and gestures rather than directly

Hirotaka is not a demanding boyfriend, still he loves spending time with you and he makes sure you know that, he is always up to just spend quality time while both do whatever you two want, still there are times where Hirotaka finds himself wanting to have your attention on him, to do things together and share more, either because of wanting the reasurance and comfort of your love or just because of the adoration he holds for you

Hirotaka is a bit embarrased whenever he gets clingy and wants your undivided attention, still, even if he tries to ignore it it would be of no use at all because he would find himself glancing at you and thinking about text you almost every five minutes

Hirotaka gets shy and embarrassed because of this so he opts to just casualy ask you to hang out, that way you won't see anything weird on it, after all you two are already dating!

He makes extra efforts to find something you two can do together or even to start the conversation when sharing a meal, its not that he doesn't enjoy the comfortable silence, is just that, right now, he wants to heard your voice, to have your attention on him

Hirotaka will be incredibly subtle with it but is also because that same pasive way of asking for your attention and affection that, if it isn't for you he will not get what he wanted and will just grow frustrated with himself for it, mentally cursing himself for not being able to find the right words (or the willpower to overcome his embarrasement) to ask you to please look at him, to be affectionate and tell him how much you love him

At the end, if he doesn't get the attention and affection he is craving he will slowly get less and less subtle, glancing at you and holding his gaze on you longer than normally, his expression slowly softening to show the deep love and adoration he has for you, even finding himself smiling softly whenever you are distracted by the videogames or ranting about something he asked you about (in purpose just to make you talk)

If you point out that he is being just clingy or wanting attention he will get embarrased all over all (even more since he has being caught) but, depending in how much he had to wait to have your attention, is more likely that he won't deny it, more likely just look away or even try to chance the topic but definetly he won't deny it! (neither will accept it but if you know him well you can tell that you were right)

Howl Pendragon

Howl is someone who loves with intensity but loves gently, the love he holds for you is too important for him, your only presence can be comforting for him, as if the warth of your presence has were hugging him gently, giving him a safe space and help him heal, and even when he doesn't normally express directly the extent of his love he is not shy when it comes to express it

Howl is not the type to force you to do something you don't want to do nor complain when you need time for yourself, still he is quite clingy and needy, not all the time but he needs that reasurance that you love him too

Howl not only can be quite clingy but he also is prideful, he is an incredibly magician, and a famous one too, so he takes pride in amase you with what he can do, to give you gifts no one can but at the same time being incredibly meaningful, so whenever he is feeling specially needy of your attention and love he uses his habilities to take your attention

Howl is a bit too prideful to admit that he wants your attention so he decides to do what he can to make sure your attention is on him, starting by simply making small chat about the most trivial things, but he end up acting as this trivial chat is the most exciting one you two had in a while just because he is getting your attention, because your eyes are on him and your words are directed to him (he is not the best at being subtle whenever he wants your attention)

If making small chat isn't enough, either because you are doing other things while talking to him or just doesn't satisfied him, then he will resort to do more! suddently he is in the mood to do things together, what about taking a walk? Or what about doing the house chores together? (for once, he is up to do them with you) or how about dancing, do you want to dance with him?

If nothing gives him the attention he is craving the he will resort to his most desesperate moves, suddently he has a lot of gifts like flowers or trinckets of diferent places, or a place to show you where you two could be alone, or how, by pure coincidence, he has remembered a new trick that he just learned, don't you want to see it?

Howl is pretty subtle about wanting your undivided attention at the start, being able to make it as just casual quality time but the more you keep ignoring him (even if it is by accident or just dont ignore him at all but rather he wanting more) the more obvious it becomes, but if you point it out he will act a little offended just to cover his embarrasement (before asking if he finally can have your attention and love)

Victor Nikforv

Victor is extravagant and loud, he likes having the attention on him, he likes improving in his skating habilities and overcoming their own previous results and making everyone cheer for him, he loves it! But after falling in love he grows to love having your undivided attention on him in a more lovely way, after all you are his favorite person in the entire world

Victor is a respectful boyfriend, he is understanding and supportive, he understand when you want to have time to yourself or you are busy, but that doesn't make disapear the fact that he is incredibly clingy and affectionate, he tries to respect your bounduries and time alone but he will always find a way to cling to your side or being affectionate all the time

When Victor is feeling specially affectionate and clingy he will not even try to hide it, he walk straight towards you and say your name in a sing-song tone before grapping his arms around you and snuggling a little, no matter what you were doing or even if you are carring something, that won't stop him, whenever he feels in need of your attention he will try to get your attention without much care

Victor tries to restrain himself if you are busy but is probably that the fact that you have been busy for a while without paying him attention is what lead him to feel more needy, so, as long as it isn't something extremely important or something you will get upsed over he will do whatever he can to get your attention back

He graps his arms around you and won't let go until your attention is on him, restraining you from doing something else than paying him attention, and once he manage to catch your full attention he will the demand affection (but not directly)

Depending how much you resist to give up and just hug him back is how much Victor will insist, taking your hands, caresing your skin, giving you incredibly soft but tender kisses, bothering you with affection until you finally give up, and when he finally manage to have your undivided attention he doesn't even hide how happy he is, looking at you with a big grin, but not a teasing one

And, honeslty, when he finally has your attention he just acts with the most innocent happiness, he is smiling and asking about you day, having the most trivial conversation and yet he is smiling, giggling and constantly leaning to give you kisses or caresing your skin, he is just so adoring that is almost too much to handle. Although, he expect affection too and will whine until you give him hugs and kisses too

[plooto]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ meeting him after breaking up with bonnie . ft. victor tan

warnings . divorced ! victor , hc style

words . 545

-> it was after his suspension when you two met, the one day you go to try and work out, he’s there. you got there when he was finishing his last set. without thinking, your feet took you to him.

“ hi! i um..i though you were cute and i was wondering if i could have your number.. get to know you ? ”

-> he took your number, but informed you he was getting over a bad breakup, to which you respected, giving him time to reach out to you.

laying in bed after a long work day, you’re cuddled in your favorite pjs with a cup of your favorite juice when your phone rang. you had his number saved, eternally thankful of your forgetfulness.

-> the two of you talked allll night. until 4am when you crashed first, tan not hanging up the phone, but having to when he woke up for work, barely an hour later.

-> since that night, you two talked every night, vowing to not stay up that late again.

-> he called you after his shift, and you were up, waiting for his call every night—till one night , he didn’t .

-> he was still hurt , his failed marriage with bonnie , getting booted from the TLI exam , he couldn’t try something new right now.

-> you thought you’d been ghosted , just another guy that lost interest or something , right ? oh you couldn’t have been more wrong..

-> you probably go to the gym again , hoping the new burn of your muscles would take your mind off of him.

you’re minding your own business , retying your hair and picking up a weight .

“ hey uh , i thought you were cute.. and i was wondering if i could get your number ? ” you pulled off your headphones to see him beside you.

-> you didn’t want to pressure him into telling you why he went ghost , but , he told you anyway . while he was confessing to you

“ i’m sorry for going radio silent on you..these past weeks . i had a lot going on, but that’s not an excuse . if you’ll have me, i’d like to get to know you . ”

-> you were shocked to say the least , after he went ghost you figured he just wasn’t into you after he went silent but you gave him another chance .

-> he was a nervous wreck , he didn’t want to make a big deal of it at work , but he couldn’t stop himself from calling you right after work .

“ hey , y’n ! i remembered you wanted to go to that restaurant downtown ? i booked reservations for us tonight . i’ll pick you up at what , eight ? ”

-> remembers everything ! kinda

-> your first ever fight was over something so small , just tan getting lost in his head.

“ hey um victor , i was just wondering.. if we could invite your friends out to eat with us ”

-> the last woman he introduced to them , she screwed him over . he said he’d think about it .. luca ended up catching it , then powell and then street and hondo and it just went down the line . push comes to shove and he was bringing you out on a date , meeting the rest of the team at the place .

-> watching you interact with his team was the highlight of his year

..maybe you weren’t so bad

published . september 28 , 2023

[tanoieyt]

note: if you don’t like random :P in your things, leave rn!!! anyways might not be grammar-checked,, if u want me to extend one of them ask!!! no aesthetic format srry 😔,, no nate sorry!! don’t know how to write!! criticism open too!!! ok ty and enjoy 💋💋

red 

always grabbing onto something from you, hands, sleeves, whatever he can latch onto

like there was this one time during your most memorable celebration, he whispered to you 

“i love you” 

alsooo he loves to put his hat on your head 

ethan 

if you like nature walks he’ll drag you along

but if you’re more relaxed, he’ll just cook up some food (or get something from a store) and have a picnic outside 

after tirelessly playing at the beach with you, splashing water everywhere and whatever sand games, he loves to drag you to watch the sunset together!! 

or loves how the moon’s light shines on you <33

brendan 

he loves pda!! smooches, hugs, hand-holding, whatever he can come up with!! doesn’t like compliments too much though

he’s either a full-on inside kid on some days and on others he’s pushing you through the door

clingy but tries to hide it

lucas 

if you like to study too, he’ll always ask for you to study whatever next to him, he needs motivation sometimes :P

he might be up all night finalizing projects and maybe even wake you up randomly to double-check some work

if you don’t like grinding out studies like him, you just end up getting snacks for him for motivation or you give him pecks on the cheek

hilbert 

gets so flushed when you play with his hair or physical touch in general

gets really nervous if you try to show pda, especially in front of his friends, doesn’t want to get embarrassed lol

you guys always look for new places to eat or chill out, favorite place being a park with magnificent scenery with a charming cafe

calem 

always trying to make something for you, ranging between tiny hair clips and ties to extravagant outfits

also gives you tons of gift baskets 

analyzes your fashion style like a forced english assignment that’s worth 120% of your final grade

always comes in clutch for formal events, making you the most magnificent clothes

elio 

likes to pretend to act mysterious :P

lives for beach dates!!! sometimes throws sand at your head and pretends he’s sorry 

you guys will watch the moon and he’ll pretend he’s not looking at you

when you look back, he’s turned around either giggling, super flushed, or a mix of both 

victor 

you guys are a storm in the kitchen (a good or bad one depending on your cooking skill lolol)

will help you cook by hovering over you and taking your arms to help you stir and stuff

matching aprons duhhhh

if he notices something is wrong with you— the tiniest inconvenience, he will stop immediately to check in :P (our observant king)

[shimmerandink]

What characters would you like to read about?

Hello everyone!

I hope you’re doing good! It’s been a long weekend, but now I’m back and ready to write another story for you!

I am wondering however……

What characters would you like me to write about!

I manly focus on character x reader, but shipping two characters are also an option!

Please help me by putting your answer down below!

Requests are open!

[rosiesatombomb]

Victor relationship hcs

Gn reader, sfw

Requests still open!!

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Not to sure how this relationship would start but his cowboy robot charm is very appealing!!!

Victor is very much a gentleman. He’s very kind

He’d love to go on fancy romantic dates on the strip but the bulky securitron body can sometimes get in the way of some things

He does his best to make you feel special, usually taking you out on strolls around the Mojave

Picnic dates are a staple, in less crowded and dangerous areas of the Mojave

He obviously can’t eat so he just watches you as you talk about your day

Sometimes you two just hang out in his shack in goodsprings when you’re not off doing work for Mr. House

You usually just listen to him ramble about how things are going for him, maybe some drama in goodsprings

The night usually ends with you passed out on top of him

He isn’t exactly the most comfortable to sleep on so he has pillows and blankets on hand for you and you alone

His body cools down quite a lot at night which the cold part is pretty nice considering the heat of the Mojave, but at your request he can heat his body back up

[everydayyoulovemeless]

FNV Companions (+Victor and Yes Man) Ranked From Best to Worst Yandere's

➼ Word Count » 0.6k ➼ Warnings » Yandere Themes, Stalking, Manipulation ➼ Genre » Romantic/Platonic, Yandere, Whumpee/Whumper

1. Yes Man wouldn't ever dream of doing anything that you'd dislike. He's always at your beck and call, waiting for any orders he can carry out for you. He's complacent, understanding, and very loyal to you and whatever cause you're aiming for. That alone makes him the best on this list, only downside is that he’s wayyy too obsessive and worship-y.

2. Veronica is so head over heels in love with you that it's almost wholesome? You won't even be able to tell that anything wrong due to how gentle she is with you. She's always getting you gifts, taking you out on dates, and if you ever talked to any of the other Brotherhood members, they'd roll their eyes and say that 'of course they know you, Veronica never stops gushing!'. The only yandere aspect about her is the slight stalking she does whenever you do anything without her.

3. Cass might have a bit of a jealous streak, but she means well. She'd never dream of harming you or anyone you're considerably close to, she'd hate if you had to lose someone you cared for. Instead, she normally relies on her louder personality to scare off any 'competition' she might have. She's more of a bodyguard than a threat, only wanting your safety in the Mojave and you'll sure be getting that when you travel with her.

4. Victor’s honestly pretty chill. The only reason he’s below Cass is that he’s way more likely to ‘get rid’ of someone for your sake. He also, by default, has to be a lot more obsessed with you as he needs that extra motivation to override parts of House’s programming to be able to act in the ways he deems necessary. Such as wandering the Mojave with you instead of staying at his post, and shooting his rockets on his own accord.

5. Arcade isn’t violent, but he is manipulative. The others above him are way more relaxed than he’d ever be, which is why he’s been placed 5th. He’ll always make remarks about how you’re ‘friends’ are all fake, and that he’s the only one you could — the only one you should ever trust and confide in.

6. Raul manages to convince himself that what he's doing is in your best interest, and that's what makes him so dangerous to be around. Everything he does is justified in his mind and he won't be willing to compromise. Everything is on the table with him, whether that be making threats or full-on murder. He's done this all before and he refuses to lose you like he has everyone else, even at the cost of his own life.

7. Lily’s schizophrenia mixed with her fear of losing another one of her grandkids causes her to become incredibly controlling and overprotective over you. She’ll constantly be asking where you’re headed or who you’ve been talking to, worried that you’ll somehow be harmed or corrupted in some way or another. Leo doesn’t help either, in fact, he encourages her behavior because a part of it makes him stronger.

8. Boone doesn’t care how you feel about what he’s doing, he’s still gonna do it. He’s the lowest on this list for a reason, and that reason is he’s the quickest to act with violence. There’s nothing that could ever stop him from pulling out his rifle and taking out whoever it is he wants. He’ll isolate you, injure you, try and keep you complacent with horrific stories. As long as you’re alive, Boone is happy, but that state you’re in doesn’t matter.

[berntderse]

Sweater Weather

NOT PROOFREAD!

WC: 225

Victor is like a cat in many ways, in personality, looks, but definitely not agility. He's like a walking tornado, limping around and constantly knocking papers off the table, or books off shelves: especially in the winter time when his muscles would stiffen.

Today was one of those days, his stumbling around the lab due to being deliriously tired had caused a few happenings.

But every time, you're there to pick them back up, to fix the mess, that would otherwise: be a hassle for Victor to clean himself.

You carefully picked back up the papers, stacking them into proper order and clipping them together so the white sheets wouldn't fall astray.

“You don't need to do that, [name].” Victor leaned on his cane, your fluffy sweater (that you insisted he wore) enveloping his boney frame, your warm scent lingering in his nose.

“Not like you can do it yourself.” you insisted, putting the papers back on the desk. Draping a blanket over Victor's shoulders and guiding him to sit down at his desk, lightly messing up his hair.

Going back to tinkering with whatever do-dad you were focused on previously, glancing at Victor every now and then to make sure he was stable.

[d0ughy]

Thinking about Victor.... (Stardew Valley Expanded)

___〆(・∀・)و ‧⁺✧ A/N: Wrote this b/c Victor is my fave SDVE bachelor and he deserves some more attention from the fanbase haha. Warnings: None besides not proof-read + one use of y/n! Just some established relationship fluff. For context, this takes place..... here!

Shadows danced playfully along the walls of the Jenkins Manor, silently weaving into the lighthearted yet intimate blanket of coziness that enveloped the living room. You languidly lay against your boyfriend's chest as he reads, one of his arms wrapped around you and the other carefully holding up his favorite book. The scent of Victor's cologne mingled with the aroma wafting from the fireplace, this scent combination slowly becoming your favorite as you nuzzle yourself into a more comfortable position against him. Victor's eyes don't leave the pages of his book, but the contented hum that rumbled through his chest and tickled your face let you know that he was enjoying this just as much as you. The comfortable silence sat for a moment before you spoke, "...Victor?" your voice low and growing in sleepy heaviness. You could feel him shift slightly beneath you before answering with a soft "Yes, y/n?"

Letting out a muffled yawn, "...Would you read to me?" Victor chuckles, "Of course." Sliding his hand from the small of your back, up your spine and into your hair, you close your eyes as he carefully scratches your scalp. You practically melt into him as Victor's soft voice and careful hands both seep a warmth into you. The purr reverberating from his chest as he spoke and the delicate way he twirled small locks of your hair between his fingers were all that was needed to finally send you off into a relaxed slumber. Victor didn't mind, though. He continued massaging your scalp and reading out to your sleeping form until he felt your body relax completely. You were most definitely sleeping good tonight. Although not his favorite thing to do to his books, Victor was hearing the siren song of sleep call out to him as well. He dog ears the page he was on and places the book off to the side, now wrapping both arms around you. Leaning forward just a bit, he places a chaste kiss to the top of your head. "...Goodnight, my love."

[mbruben-stein]

Heyy

Can I ask for yuri on ice headcanons? I've lately thought about how yuri, Victor and yurio would react to their s/o from another country(pls no specific one) learning their native language. Like, Victors and yurios s/o trying to learn Russian and for yuri japanese

Idk if what I asked is understandable, but I'd love to see you write about it. No pressure though :P

Take care!!

Yuri on Ice Boys' reaction to their s/o from another country surprising them by learning their native language.

~Yuri-

Yuuri arrived home to the apartment he shared with his partner, exhausted from a long day of training at the rink. As he walked in the door and took off his shoes, he called out the customary "Tadaima!" to announce his return.

To his surprise, instead of the usual "Welcome home!" in English that he expected, he heard his partner reply enthusiastically from the kitchen: "Okaeri, Yuuri!"

Yuuri blinked in shock for a moment, not believing his ears. Did his s/o just speak Japanese to him? He knew they had been trying to learn some basic phrases, but this was the first time they greeted him like this.

Walking into the kitchen, he saw his partner grinning at him, looking quite pleased with themselves.

"Your Japanese is sounding really good!" Yuuri complimented them with an impressed smile. "Have you been practicing a lot?"

His s/o nodded eagerly. "Hai! I've been studying every day. I wanted to surprise you!"

"Well, color me surprised," Yuuri laughed. "It makes me really happy to hear you speaking Japanese. Arigatou."

His partner came over and hugged him tight. "Aishiteru yo, Yuuri," they said softly.

Yuuri felt his cheeks heat up at the sudden declaration of love, even as his heart swelled with affection. He wasn't used to such bold expressions of emotion.

Wrapping his arms around his s/o, he buried his face against their shoulder shyly. "Aishiteru," he murmured back. "Thank you for learning Japanese for me. It really means a lot."

He knew his s/o still had a long way to go to become fluent, but Yuuri deeply appreciated their effort to connect with his language and culture. Having his partner suddenly speak to him in Japanese made him feel even more understood and supported, strengthening their bond. Yuuri looked forward to helping them learn more - and hearing those sweet words of love again and again.

~Victor~

Victor and his s/o are relaxing at home one evening after practice. His s/o has been secretly studying Russian in their free time to surprise Victor. Suddenly, his s/o turns to him and says in Russian with a slight accent, "Я тебя люблю" (Ya tebya lyublyu) which means "I love you."

Victor looks stunned for a moment, his blue eyes wide. Then a huge heart-shaped smile spreads across his face. "Wow, когда ты выучил русский язык?!" (Wow, when did you learn Russian?!) he exclaims in rapid Russian, thoroughly impressed and touched by the gesture.

"I've been practicing in secret," his s/o replies in Russian, smiling shyly. "I wanted to surprise you and be able to connect with you more in your native language."

"это так мило с твоей стороны, спасибо!" (That's so sweet of you, thank you!) Victor gushes, wrapping his s/o in a big hug and kissing their cheek affectionately. "Your accent is adorable! I'm so happy you learned Russian for me. Я тоже тебя люблю, солнышко моё." (I love you too, my sunshine).

From then on, Victor patiently helps his s/o practice their Russian, finding it incredibly endearing when they mix up words or pronounce things in a funny way. He loves being able to joke around and be silly with his s/o in his native tongue. It makes him feel closer to them and gives them a special way to bond.

Whenever they travel to Russia together to visit Victor's hometown or for skating competitions, his s/o can now confidently navigate daily interactions in Russian. Victor beams with pride hearing them converse in Russian with shopkeepers, taxi drivers, and his Russian friends and family members.

Learning Russian becomes a labor of love that strengthens Victor and his s/o's relationship. He is eternally grateful to have a partner who cares enough to embrace such an integral part of his identity and homeland. In Victor's eyes, his s/o's dedication to learning his language is the ultimate expression of love.

~Yurios~

Yuri walks into the room, looking grumpy as usual after a long day of training at the rink. He tosses his skate bag on the floor with a thud.

"Yura, ty vyglyadish' ustavshim. Kak proshla trenirovka?" [Yura, you look tired. How was practice?] Yuri's s/o says in Russian, looking up from their book with a smile.

Yuri freezes, his green eyes going wide in shock. "What the hell? Since when do you speak Russian?!" he demands loudly.

The s/o chuckles. "I've been learning in secret for a while now. I wanted to surprise you! I know how much you miss home sometimes being here in my country. And I thought it would be nice for us to be able to speak in your native language together."

Yuri continues staring for a long moment, trying to process this unexpected revelation. Then slowly, a pleased little smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh. Not bad," he admits grudgingly. "Your pronunciation needs work though. Sounds like you learned from one of those crappy online apps."

The s/o laughs, not offended in the least by Yuri's bluntness. They know that's just how he is. "Well, maybe you can help me practice then, Yurochka. Be my sexy Russian tutor."

A faint pink blush colors Yuri's cheeks at the flirty suggestion. "Da, moya lyubov'. Ya byl by rad." [Yes, my love. I would be glad to.]

He flops down on the couch beside his partner, secretly touched that they went to the effort to learn Russian for him, even if he'd never say so out loud. Yuri bumps his shoulder against theirs affectionately.

"So, what other Russian phrases did you learn, kotik (kitten)? It better not all be gross romantic crap..."

The s/o grins and leans in closer. "Oh, I know some nice Russian swear words too. Want to hear?"

Yuri barks out a rare genuine laugh, his earlier grumpiness forgotten. "Now you're speaking my language!"