#in the same verse as the other mini fics i wrote where the ducks put him on waivers

[haloslips]

trevor/jamie (or another pairing of your choice, but i’ve had trevor on the brain), 15

15. things you said with too many miles between us

Trevor startles when the phone rings. It's not the ringing itself that takes him by surprise, but the tone – he can't remember the last time Taylor Swift's voice serenaded him, tinny, I knew you were trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. It's been long enough that he pauses, trying to figure out why his phone started playing music by itself, but by the end of the chorus he's scrambling to pick it up and answer.

"Hello?" he says, trying to catch his breath even though he's just laying on the floor in his new apartment in Seattle. There's no reason for his pulse to be pounding or his stomach to be stuck in his throat, except that he doesn't have a Taylor Swift ringtone. He only ever put a custom tone on Jamie's contact as a joke what felt like a lifetime ago, after Jamie had walked on to the rooftop and immediately spilled tripped, spilling both the fancy cocktails he'd been carrying. It seemed hilarious at the time.

He hasn't thought about it in a year at least, but it doesn't feel funny now. The phone is pressed hard against his ear, fingers clutched tight. On the other end of the line there's a lot of background noise, muffled sounds of music, some people talking.

"Jamie?" Trevor says after a few moments of nothing but background noise. The only response he gets is laughter, distant but loud. He thinks he can make out a voice – Jamie's voice? – but he can't tell what it's saying because it's definitely not talking into the phone.

He should hang up. This is clearly an accidental call. Which, duh. He can't remember the last time Jamie just called him, not even when they were in California together. Of course he isn't calling now, at 8:30pm on a random Tuesday. Or not 8:30, because Jamie's probably in Philly, so it's even later. Post-game, maybe. Trevor hasn't let himself follow the Flyers schedule this season, so he can't be sure. But Jamie didn't call when the news dropped that the Ducks had waived him, didn't even text when the Kraken picked him up, and there's no reason to think he meant to reach out now.

Trevor doesn't hang up. He doesn't even really try to listen to the noise through the phone, just closes his eyes and lets the call go on. Counts to sixty, does it again. Loses track of how long he sits there, imagining all the ways a conversation between them could even go at this point.

Eventually he starts to feel pathetic, which is par for the course these days, but then he starts to feel creepy, and then it sounds like the background is getting closer, like the phone on the other end of the connection is moving, and the fear in combination with the feelings is enough that he rushes to hang up. As much as he can imagine a thousand different ways conversation could go, when faced with the actual possibility of having to explain why he stayed on the line for, jesus, 12 minutes, I guess I just miss you feels like too much and not enough to bridge the gap.

[canonverse-yoi-fics]

Hi yoi fics! I was searching for Yuri!!!On Ice fanfics to read when I crossed your path. And it's even. There is everything. Thanks so much for storing these! May I ask what you're all time favorite is? (I know, it's hard) 😂😂😂

First. I love your blog. Had a mini heart attack when I saw your ask.

Also, that’s too hard! Can I make like… Favorite 10 fics? I will do that, because I will not choose a favorite. Also, they’re all different in gerne, so my fave would also depend on my mood. Anyway, in alphabetical order, here’s my 10 favorite yoi fics!

A Hundred Flowers In Bloom by Chiharu | M | Leo/Guang-Hong, Yuuri/Victor | 9k

The 2022 Beijing Olympics open on the fourth day of Chinese New Years with twelve lines of lion dancers forming into a dragon.

This year, Guanghong only has three resolutions: to not drop the flag on international television, to win Olympic gold for China, and to fall out of love with Leo.

-I’m a really big figure skating fan (hence why I watched yoi), and when the Olympics came around I started reading a lot of fics set in the Olympics and this one really touched my heart. Especially since fics with��“minor” ships tend to be short one-shots and this one just really did it for me. Like wow, I mostly just stick to Viktuuri fics, but LeoJi is a weakness.-

a little room to breathe by qynntessence | T | Yuuri/Victor | 9k WIP

Viktor blows his nose wetly and blushes, turning away from Yuuri’s kind eyes. “Can-Can I have another tissue?” He blows his nose again, a thick, congested sound, which turns into thick, congested sneezing. “I’m sorry, I know it can’t be much fun to take care of your sick fiancé when you have a cold. Asthma sucks.”

In which Yuuri has a cold (and also anxiety), Viktor has the flu (and also asthma), and they’re messy and in love and try their best.

-Everyone loves a good sick!fic, me included, and this is my fave sick!fic. And I have resigned myself to it never being completed T.T, but even just the two chapters that are up have been enough to fulfill my needs. Please give the writer some love so that they may get inspiration to finish it!!-

A Voice in the Distance by torikabori | T | Yuuri/Victor | 17k WIP

In which a soulmate connection has three parts: a shared heartbeat, some secondhand emotions, and a sense of when your soulmate is looking at you.

Each has its inconveniences– especially when one half of the pair is famous, the other has anxiety, and they’re born several timezones apart.

-So, I don’t really do AUs, but a good soulmate AU can never do me wrong, and this one. Oh boy. It’s definitely my favorite (soulmate) AU. It fits amazingly with the canon universe, and the very concept of it is so amazingly thought out and well-written. Ugh. It’s so good.-

Before It Burns Me Numb by ilarual | G | Yuuri/Victor | 16k WIP

“What do you mean, you had a crush on me?” Yuuri asks. “We’d never even met before the Grand Prix Final last year.”

Following their engagement, Victor tells Yuuri the story of how he met, fell for, and pined after Japan’s Ace. Not necessarily in that order.

An Ep10 coda… with a twist.

-I’m a big fan of Viktor being a fan of Yuuri pre-series, and this fic is just very cute about it, and also gives a good insight into Viktor’s life pre-series :D-

i’m just going to the store by bosbie | T | Yuuri/Victor | 7k

Accidental masked vigilante Victor Nikiforov.

Or: how Victor’s impulsiveness backfires and creates one of the greatest living internet memes to ever come out of Russia.

-oh man, where do I even begin with this one. It’s so absolutely ridiculous that if I ever find myself in a bad mood, this fic is sure to cheer me up because it is hilarious.-

katsuki_fc wrote by tetsurashian | G | Yuuri/Victor | 12k

Just because Yuuri isn’t big on social media, doesn’t mean his fans aren’t.

-Social Media fics in YoI is one of my all-time weaknesses. I adore the fan-based aspect of it, as well as it sometimes being a clever way to call out haters. It’s also incredibly immersive and it’s a great way to get into the yoi -verse yourself. This is probably the one YoI fic I’ve read the most, and I have no shame about that.-

Tantalus, Reaching by chellethewriter | T | Yuuri/Victor | 17k

When Viktor Nikiforov arrives in Hasetsu, he expects the Katsuki Yuuri from the banquet – the shameless, sensual dancer who made Viktor feel alive for the first time in years. Instead, he finds a different Katsuki Yuuri – a boy who lacks confidence and flinches at Viktor’s touch.In Viktor’s determination to reconcile these contrastive personalities, he realizes two things: one, that first impressions are not everything, and two, that he may or may not be in love with every side of Yuuri.

(In other words, a retelling of the series that chronicles how a five-time Grand Prix champion might attempt to woo a somewhat oblivious Japanese figure skater.)

-Another weakness of mine: YoI told from Viktor’s perspective. And this one. Oh my. It has everything. Viktor pining. Yuuri being the absolute worst pov character and also an oblivious heart-breaker. Viktor pining. It’s just really good.-

The Bulge (Don’t Bring a Weapon to a Public Beach) by nagoyadelay | M | Yuuri/Victor | 2k

Victor posts a photo of Yuuri on instagram without realizing that it’s somewhat suggestive.

A thirsty skating fandom collectively loses their shit.

-Humor is my go-to genre in the yoi fandom for reasons I myself don’t quite understand - perhaps I just want to see all my faves have fun rather than suffer for once? But this one combines Humor with Social Media, and that’s just a double KO for me. And, of course, it’s wonderfully written as well.-

This Curious Condition Called Love by xtwilightzx | T | Yuuri/Victor | 16k

The bite of pancake is delightfully buttery, with a tang from the cheese curds. Yuuri isn’t sure what his expression is like, but Victor’s smile brightens, and his phone goes up.

“Say syrniki!”

That photo’s going to end up on Instagram in less than a minute. Yuuri ducks, and when Victor whips his phone to follow, Yuuri grabs Victor’s elbow and drags him over so they’re both caught in the shot. Victor laughs, a long line of warmth mashed up against Yuuri’s side. He tucks his arm around Yuuri’s waist and raises his phone again.

Victor uses variations of the same caption every time: Reexploring St. Petersburg with #katsukiyuuri #oneplateatatime

“You’re ridiculous,” Yuuri whispers, after the camera goes off.

Victor smiles. “Ridiculous, but yours.”

(Yuuri has done the transcontinental uprooting of his life twice before and it’s never easy, but this time there are photos plastered all over Victor’s social media, explorations into Russian cuisine, shenanigans with the Russian figure skating national team, calls and messages from friends and family, and Victor, always.

Victor, on the other hand, mostly copes by watching Yuuri adapt to life in St. Petersburg).

-Now, if you put a gun to my head and asked what my fave is, this would probably be my answer. This, for me, is the perfect post-season story. I can’t even begin to describe how much and why I love this fic, but it is absolutely amazing, and it’s a shame that more people don’t know about it. Please read it!-

Winter Song by proantagonist | E | Yuuri/Victor | 156k

The set of Yuuri’s mouth softened into a private smile as Victor squeezed his knee beneath the table. His hands were bare, free from the gloves he so often wore when they were together on the rink, and the heat of his palm burned straight through the denim of Yuuri’s jeans. He slipped his own hand beneath the table and found Victor’s. Hidden from sight, their fingers began to flirt and play. A secret conversation all their own that needed no words.

Yuuri was aware that at some point—a moment in time he couldn’t quite place—Victor had become his boyfriend.

There wasn’t a single instant when it happened. It was a slow awareness, as if Victor had silently been asking the question for months now, and Yuuri had been giving him the answer a little more with each passing day.

-I think everyone knows this one, so I’m honestly not even going to explain why this is on my list. But. It’s amazing.-