#katsuki yuuri

[luguangs]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATSUKI YUURI!

[korruptbrekker]

A little doodle for the 2 year anniversary/500 member milestone event for the Yuri on the Web discord server; done for the prompt "Moving In" @lines-on-ice

[dancingontheblades]

Gonna post Chapter 6 next Wednesday. Make sure to catch up until then!

“Yuuri!”

Yuuri swivelled around. Amidst the passengers stood a man with silver-blonde hair that veiled the left half of his forehead, waving a placard with Yuuri’s name in messy kanji, his brown standard poodle by his side. He was wearing the grey coat he had worn at the Onsen on Ice—the coat Yuuri liked best on him.

Yuuri’s heart flipped into his throat. “Viktor!” he yelled and bolted across the lounge, his suitcase swaggering behind him. The people in his path jumped back as Yuuri barrelled past them.

Makkachin wrenched free from his leash as Viktor broke into a run. The dog dashed past Yuuri, circled him and ran back, making high-pitched noises. The world around Yuuri fell away, it was only him and Viktor running towards each other and Makkachin frolicking around them as if they were playing a new game.

They fell into each other’s arms and with it, the scent of summer meadows rushed back to Yuuri’s senses pleasantly mixed with a whiff of aftershave and the steady feeling of Viktor’s body, while Makkachin ran around them barking.

“Yuuri,” Viktor whispered. “It’s so good to have you back.”

Yuuri tightened his grip and pressed his face against Viktor’s shoulder as he melted into the embrace. Suddenly, his panic seemed silly. “Let’s never be separated from each other for so long again,” he whispered.

“Then one of us must skip Nationals next season,” Viktor replied with a chuckle.

“I’ll skip it.”

“Nah, as your coach, I won’t allow that, Yuuri. We want to find out who’s the better national champion, don’t we?”

Yuuri pushed Viktor back and met his gaze. “Then Nationals shall be the only exception. Let’s make it a part of our marriage vows!”

Viktor regarded him with a fond smile. “I love the idea,” he said and pulled Yuuri into another embrace. “Yuuri, I don’t want to spend even one day without you!”

Long minutes of holding each other and Makkachin sniffing at Yuuri’s legs and wagging his tail in excitement, passed. Yuuri wanted to drown in Viktor. Why skate one season together when they could spend the rest of their lives in bed, lying skin to skin?

“Let’s go home,” Viktor said.

It took a while for the words to register in Yuuri’s overloaded and exhausted brain. Home! My new home―our home. He wants me in his space!

“Yuuri, let me take your suitcase,” Viktor continued. “Then you and Makkachin can catch up. He’s been whiny over the past few days. I think he missed—oh!”

They both looked down. While they had hugged, Makkachin had wrapped the leash around them.

Yuuri chuckled. “Looks like Makkachin doesn’t want us to be separated from each other, either.” He squatted down. “Did Dog Daddy ride your last nerve because he was lovesick?” Makkachin gave a high-pitched bark and licked his tongue over Yuuri’s face. Yuuri giggled.

“Yuuri…,” Viktor muttered, wrestling with the leash.

“Well, Dog Daddy’s period of celibacy and mourning is over now,” Yuuri told Makkachin. “You don’t need to be sad any longer. And you will no longer be exposed to him making strange noises over the phone.”

“Yuuri…,” Viktor said, a sharp edge in his coach-voice. “I see what you’re doing here.”

Blinking innocently, Yuuri stood. “You were pining on the phone every day, Viktor.”

“Just like you.”

“I was busy practising, packing, and doing paper work!” Yuuri retorted, waving his passport.

Viktor wagged his finger at Yuuri. “Yuuri, you were pining. I could see it in your face every time we skyped. Your skating is not the only thing that reflects your mood.” He took the handle of Yuuri’s suitcase and winked. “You can show me how much you missed me when we’re home.”

“Hey! It wasn’t me who talked me into having sex in front of the webcam!”

“But you were thinking about it before, Yuuri.”

“That’s not true! I…” Noting the missing movement in the waiting area, Yuuri gazed around and froze in cold dread. The people had lowered their phones, newspapers, or books, or stopped walking around and were staring at him and Viktor. Do they understand English? “Um, Viktor?”

“Huh?” Viktor blinked and gazed around with that clueless expression of his. “Oh! They must be our fans!” He waved at a nearby couple that had taken out their phones. “Hi!”

“Vitya!” Several people screamed.

Grinning, Viktor waved and spoke to them in Russian. Yuuri understood nothing except for his name. “Come, Yuuri,” Viktor then said. He picked up Yuuri’s suitcase and headed to the exit.

“Wait!” The heavy backpack was slowing Yuuri down as he hurried after Viktor. “What did you tell them?”

“That you’re my fiancé and that you’re moving in with me.”

*~*~*~*

New chapter of my YOI post-canon fanfic is out!

Summary:

After two weeks and a whole continent separating them, Yuuri and Viktor reunite in St. Petersburg. However, as the former fanboy awakens inside him, Yuuri can hardly even fathom how much moving in together means to his coach and fiancé.

Read The Tale That Never Ends, Chapter 5 here.

[hinamie]

surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024

[wcheelle]

it's missing viktuuri hours

[arom-antix]

Hello, I am back from the dead to bring you this extremely important image. Mans is not okay

Inspiration:

[blended-ice]

@viktuuri-week 2024 - Happiness

This is the only thing I could think of that would surprise you more than you’ve surprised me.

[mappawhereisyoi]

I will NEVER get over this arrow placement 🥹

[yurinators]

ᵎᵎ 🛼 ˖ִ ࣪✰₊ ⊹˚

[ra-artblog]

I did it agaaaaain

(you can get a print here 🌟 )

[blonndiec]

The biggest thing we got robbed was the summer episode in the height of their pinning.

I NEED TO SEE THE COMPLETE SCENE OF THE SHOWERS.

Must have been important…they running at the beach and this one in the ending.

And let’s not forget THEY MADE A COUPLE COLLECTION FIGURE OF THEM WITH MAKKA. Where? AT THE BEACH. Must mean something🥲💖

And you know? IT MUST HAVE TO BE RELATED that picture of Viktor drinking at night. And when he is combing Yuuri's hair? That too. And where does that appears? YES, IN THE ENDING. 😭

I need this lost episode. I need at least the keyframes, the storyboard. I NEED MORE.

[cosmiclion]

He fucking dieded 🪦

[meamme1]

yuri!!! on Ice fanart in the year of our lord 2024 anyone??

[neon-garbage-angel]

a little yuuri art! <3

[dancingontheblades]

It’s been 3 days since I’ve finished my latest rewatch of Yuri!!! On Ice and I’m still reeling from all the small, gentle touches during Yuuri and Viktor exchange during the gala and how smoothly they are integrated into the choreography as a testimony of their love.

These touches don’t happen in the spur of the moment, they are well-practised details integrated into the routine. On the ice, every little movement causes a change in momentum that affects one’s balance. Add interactions with a second skater to the equation and a fleeting touch turns into a feature that demands to be planned and executed timely.

The fact that these touches are an integral part of the routine show the love and care Yuuri and Viktor have poured into this programme and they symbolise the love and care they poured into their relationship. They are a part of the story Yuuri and Viktor tell through this collaboration—the story of their love.

The story begins with Yuuri skating alone, symbolising how before Viktor he was fighting alone, expressed through the jumps, copying Viktor and trying to catch up with him. There’s a reason why the part until Viktor joins him is a 1:1 copy of Viktor’s last free programme. Then, Viktor takes over and woos Yuuri and supports him [the lift] as he pulls Yuuri along. Eventually, Yuuri reciprocates his feelings, visualised through the caress of Viktor’s cheek and the soft, loving smile right afterwards.

From there, they skate side-by-side as partners and skaters of equal skill, which gives us a glimpse into their future.

Eros portrayed the physical and sensual aspects of Yuuri’s love, Yuri On Ice showcased his love in a wider and more general sense and narrates the story of him and Viktor from his own viewpoint. In the gala version of Stammi Vicino, he and Viktor tell their story together in the epic conclusion of Yuuri’s season theme.

[airjemsonyoi]