#across all my fics I have over 2.5k kudos I need to lie down and cry for a sec
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ITS MAKING ME INSANE HAS REACH 800 KUDOS WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND NEARLY 10K HITS????????? AHHHHHH
#WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!!!!!#800 KUDOS!!!!!!#across all my fics I have over 2.5k kudos I need to lie down and cry for a sec#and 25k hits#AND 120k words#what do you mean immi has over 250 bookmarks#what are you saying in there I’m so curious#mad ramblings
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[VICYUU FIC RECS]
Apologies in advance for clogging up your dash with the super long post. I’ve been meaning to do a YOI fic recs list since, like, forever, but then college kicked my ass, which is why it’s taken me so long to get this up. Hopefully you’ll come across something you haven’t read before, and please leave a kudos or a comment if you enjoyed it!
A Glide In Your Step by Yuu-chii, complete, angst, 10k
Ah, Yuuri thinks as his skates touch down on the ice, and even as Yuuko watches him it’s the weight of Viktor’s eyes he feels on his shoulder blades, I’m not ready to let this go.
A Lesson in Wanting by awesometinyhumanbeing, complete, au, 12k
"He's so beautiful, Chris," he says it almost like a prayer. "He's beautiful and I was a fool, and I wish I didn't have to feel so guilty about loving him." The understanding that dawns in Chistophe's eyes is at once a relief and a heartache. "Oh, Victor," he says, and the smile he gives him is the smallest and saddest Victor has ever seen him give. (Or, alternatively: Victor ties himself into a knot known as Katsuki Yuuri—in more ways than one—and they navigate their way to each other in a series of fits and starts, miscommunication, and Herculean pining.)
Dancing Daffodils by grayclouds, ongoing, au, 55k
"As Love gently wipes away the tears that trail down his cheeks something within Victor quakes, its tremors resonating throughout his entire being like a deafening echo. He is in the arms of a god." A god falls for a man.
Details by Robotsquid, complete, nsfw, 3.2k
Victor is a very detail-oriented person. He always notices the little things about Yuuri.
Feast When You Can by autoeuphoric, complete, nsfw, 3.2k
At twenty-four, Yuuri has a lot of things most people don’t. Custom-made ice skates, chronic knee pain, over 8,000 instagram followers. Corporate sponsors, a wikipedia page, a modest but colorful collection of fanfiction written about him. But he’s never had a sex life before.
From the Moon by butterbeerbitch, complete, nsfw, 4.8k
Or that one time Victor finds out why Yuuri has never let him inside his bedroom because....well, we all know why…
Here On the Roof of the World by jibrailis, complete, humour, 2k
Figure skaters are such crybabies.
I Think I May Have Loved You First by perennials, complete, 1.3k
Here are the facts: Yuuri is drunk. Viktor is not. Yuuri is riding an alcohol-induced high so far up above the clouds he cannot even begin to comprehend the weight of his actions back in the human realm. Viktor is falling in love.
Kibitzing by euphemisms, complete, 4.3k
Some people think that Viktor Nikiforov could have done a lot better than Yuuri Katsuki. Some people should learn to keep their opinions to themselves.
Lay Us Down (We’re In Love) by chromyrose, complete, 4.8k
He meets me where I am. It was Viktor's love that taught Yuuri how to love himself.
Lie to Make Me Like You by cityboys, complete, au, 80k
It’s become a game, of sorts, to anyone privy to the fact that the pattern exists in the first place: ask Victor out at the beginning of the month, date for however many days, and wait for the end to come and for Victor to say, always: I couldn’t fall in love with you. Let’s break up. Or, Victor is a retired actor looking for love, and Yuuri happens to be the (un)fortunate soul to unwittingly ask him out at the beginning of the month. Except relationships don't come with a script, and it's much harder understanding love than roles.
Naturally Yours by chellethewriter, complete (part 4 of 4), 7.3k
Yuuri has never considered himself a “natural” at any particular activity. Almost nothing comes easily to him. Learning to land a jump, dropping unwanted weight, stifling his own overwhelming, crushing anxiety-- all of those things have cost him years and years of tedious practice and rehearsal… have battered him with rigid mountains of frustration and failure. Viktor’s smiles are fluid, passionate, overpowering -- worth more than money, worth more than anything that Yuuri could possibly offer. They’re worth all the stars in the sky and everything beyond. But he gives them to Yuuri freely, easily, every day. Viktor’s love is the steadfast “almost” standing between Yuuri and a formidable “nothing.” (In other words, Yuuri attempts to understand how and why his idol came to reciprocate his feelings.)
Of Glass and Gold by smudgesofink, complete, angst, 4.4k
“Just hear me out,” Yuuri presses. He can feel heat burning behind his eyes and he grits his teeth, fighting back the tears. If he cries now, Victor will be too occupied with comforting him to actually pay attention to what he’s saying. “I want you to be happy.” “I am,” Victor grounds out, confused and hurt. “I’m happy with you. What even gave you the idea that I’m not?" “Because I’m never going to win gold!” Yuuri shouts. His words echo like a gunshot, and the silence that follows it is haunting. (In which Victor is gold--magnificent, breathtaking, brilliant--and Yuuri is glass--transparent, thin, breakable.)
Pieces On a Board by Lavender_Showers, complete, character study, 1.3k
In the Rostelecom Cup, JJ knew that Yuuri Katsuki was not a king after watching his free skate. Now, in the Grand Prix Finals, JJ knew that his observation about Yuuri wasn’t wrong. Yuuri wasn’t a king.
Praise Please by surveycorpsjean, nsfw, complete, 5.2k
Viktor is a good coach. Strict, talented. But Viktor is kind. He gives praise like a waterfall, overflowing and loud and it makes Yuuri drown.
Prismatic by seventhswan, complete, fluff, 2.5k
“Ne, ne, Yuuuuri,” Victor says, clearly enjoying himself, “so it’s like that, is it?” It’s like nothing, Yuri thinks furiously, except he can’t actually say it because it’s exactly like that. The back of his neck is sweating. He feels as though it’s written on his forehead in big neon letters, KATSUKI YURI IS TOTALLY INTO EVERY WEIRD THING VICTOR NIKIFOROV DOES.
Show Him What He's Missing by airspaniel and dance_across, complete, nsfw, 10k
A good friend would get Yuuri some pants. A good friend would let Yuuri take a second to get dressed and compose himself after getting walked in on like that. But Phichit isn’t a good friend; Phichit is Yuuri’s best friend.
Some Things Require Leaving by idrilka, complete (part 1 of 3), 3k
It still amazes Victor, how much one person can feel like home. (Or: On leaving and returning.)
Specks of Silver In the Evening Sky by Winchilsea, complete, 3.9k
Loneliness compels you to get a dog, not wipe drool from the corner of a stranger’s mouth with your own thumb. (Or: Viktor's kink is taking care of Yuuri.)
The Clavicle-Snapped Wish by astoryaboutwar, complete, fluff, 6.5k
The sun glints off their twin gold bands, the band strikes up their first dance, and together, they follow each other into the rest of their lives. (Or: the wedding fic fix we all need.)
Unimaginable by emilyenrose, complete, time travel, 4.8k
Sixteen year old Victor spontaneously travels to the future, where he's... retired? And married?
With a Boy Like That It’s Serious by Kevystel, complete, 2.1k
‘I’m dating Viktor,’ Yuuri says, nervous despite himself. ‘Seriously?’ Yurio demands. ‘I thought the two of you were already married.’
Viktor Nikiforov and Katsuki Yuuri are an item. The world reacts.
With the Engine Inside by RC_McLachlan, nsfw, complete, 2k
Victor brought this on himself.
And of course, the omegaverse recs get a section all of its own because I read way too much of it. As ever, enjoy. <3
A Silhouette of Three by Anna (artic_grey), complete, hurt/comfort, 21k
Yuuri and Viktor are aiming for a third consecutive Grand Prix gold as the new skating season rolls around. Halfway through the qualifiers, however, Yuuri realises that he's pregnant. He can either tell Viktor, who he knows would freak out and demand that he withdraw from the Grand Prix, or he can keep his mouth shut, keep his mate at bay, and win the gold that he's worked so hard for. Easier said than done.
Be the salt on your skin by alykapedia, complete, 5+1 things, 2.2k
Yuuri’s heat arrives two weeks after Viktor shows up. (Or: the five times Katsuki Yuuri spent his heats alone, and the one time he didn't (and never would again).)
Calm After the Storm by garbage_dono, complete, 10k
Yuuri and Victor, newly bonded, prepare to become new parents.
Catch me when I start to fall for you by lazulisong, complete, 2.9k
It's really bad, worse than even meeting a beautiful boy at a stuffy banquet and getting a mouth and nose full of his scent and then that beautiful boy disappearing so thoroughly that Victor couldn't even chase after him. Victor was going to watch that beautiful boy win silver after silver, hundredths of a point behind Victor, and parade his gold medals around him. Look at me, look at me, look how strong and beautiful I am. Let me be strong and beautiful for you.
My Name On Your Lips by feelslikefire, ongoing, au, 89k
Yuuri Katsuki has been betrothed to the High King's son, Victor, since he was just a child; furthermore, as an omega, he's forbidden from practicing magic in combat. For years, he's been able to put off the former because the Prince was traveling abroad, and gotten around the latter by practicing with his mentor in secret. Now Victor Nikiforov has finally returned home, and Yuuri is being summoned to the capital for their wedding. He needs a plan to put off marriage long enough to find a way to break the betrothal, while keeping his practicing from being discovered. If only the Prince didn't have other ideas. (Or, the swords-and-sorcery arranged marriage AU.)
Want by applecheeked, complete, nsfw, 0.6k
On nights like this, when he’s cold and alone and wants nothing more than to fuck the heat out of Yuuri, Viktor imagines.
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