#softviktorzine

[okaykarendraw]

Here is my piece in collaboration with @helllodeer​‘s story ‘milk teeth’ for @softviktorzine. Please read the story on Ao3 and submerge yourself in Teen Viktor feelings. <3

My warm thanks to the moderators of this project for the opportunity, I had a great time!

[yoyoplisetsky]

Rating: General No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Victor Nikiforov & Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Characters: Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri Additional Tags: Fluff, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Time Travel, Viktor Nikiforov is so incredibly in love that it hurts me, Domestic, Domestic Fluff, Soft Viktor

There was a crash in the living room.

Yuuri had just left to run some errands, so there was absolutely no reason that Viktor should be hearing that kind of noise from their living room. Maybe Yuuri had forgotten something, or the dogs had gotten into something they shouldn’t have. Viktor stood up and walked over to see what had happened.

And he saw… himself.

(Or: Viktor reassures a younger version of himself that his future life will be so incredibly amazing.)

my fic for @softviktorzine. i just want to say thank you to the mods for this amazing opportunity to take part, once again. thank you so so much for featuring mein such a gorgeous zine and for a fantastic first zine experience <3 (or: i live a viktor nikiforov appreciation life, the fic.) also ty to @hana-tox for the gorgeous art that was in the zine with this fic <33

[katzuyas]

what living feels like

written for @softviktorzine which I had the utmost pleasure of being included in, thank you so much to the mods and all the participants bc this zine was truly made to be Good and Wholesome 💕🙏💕🙏💕💕

read on ao3

There is nothing worse, Victor thinks as he shakes the already wheezing bottle of conditioner, than being empty.

The life you lead, the work you do, the time you spend simply... existing. Not living, because life is where you breathe and your heart beats inconsistently – sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes even when it stops; living is vibrant, like skating. Existing is... Victor looks at the empty bottle in his hand, an unhappy curl to his mouth. It's exhausting, he decides.

But what is even more exhausting is taking care of your hair properly when the world just seems to be out to run you dry. Huffing through the stream of water running down his face, he rinses what measly remains of product he has somehow managed to put in his hair and then turns off the water with a heavy sigh. Before the mirror, he waits for the surface to clear, and then assesses the damage.

"Well, that's great," he says to his own reflection, which looks just as jolly as he feels.

He doesn't bother blow-drying: it can't get any worse than it already is. He drapes a towel over his head instead, hiding the mess from view at least for a short while. He steps into the bedroom in a dire need of cuddles to finally start the day right, but the universe is once again dogging at his heels.

The bed is empty.

The covers are haphazardly bunched up in the middle and they look as sad and abandoned as Victor feels. To think that Yuuri, who loves sleeping in so much, would leave him all alone... save for a fluffy tail that peeks out from underneath the sheets.

Victor doesn't bother fighting his grin. At least one of his boys has not forsaken him in these trying times.

He jumps onto the bed, gathering the shape hiding there into his arms at the very same time as Makkachin starts squirming in surprise. Victor laughs quietly and lets him free his head. Makka's tongue is lolled out when they finally look each other in the eye and Victor's grin widens.

"Hello there, sleeping beauty," he croons, heart filled with years of affection that's still vibrant and unchangeable.

Makka's tail thumps on the mattress as if he's saying hello right back at him. The dog stretches, from the paws to the tip of his tail, and he's so long and shameless that he almost pushes Victor off the bed. Victor chuckles as he shifts to let Makka have more space, like he has always spoiled him before and will continue to, forever. They lie together for a moment in amicable silence, Victor's hand stroking the soft curls of Makka's belly that rises and falls with the power of his breaths.

The towel that's wrapped around Victor's head comes loose at some point and it unravels slowly, until it only hangs in place by the memory of its shape. It will fall off soon and Victor's curly hair will slip from their confines, but Victor resolutely decides to ignore it till that happens. He doesn't feel like dealing with it more than he already has, at least for now.

Instead of wallowing in self pity any longer Victor turns his face to nuzzle Makkachin behind the ears and ask if he wants breakfast yet, but his eyes catch on the glasses that still sit on the nightstand. Yuuri must have forgotten to put them on when he got up, but... his loss is Victor's gain.

He grins, placing the glasses atop Makkachin's head.

"Oh, Yuuri, how much you've changed!" Victor gasps in pretend shock. "You're all furry and cuddly! How did that happen, my love? You poor thing! Turned into a beast!"

Makkachin's jaws open and he pants his morning breath at Victor. Victor's nose wrinkles when the smell hits him, but then he laughs, because, really? They are both such silly geese. Even if one is a dog and another a human.

"Don't worry, my Yuuri," Victor assures, all serious. His lips twitch with the laughter he tries, and fails, to withhold. "I will still marry you, even if you're a furry monster... or if your breath smells like dog food."

At the mention of food Makka's ears stand up and Victor snorts. Of course, that would be the way to his first love's heart. He boops Makka's nose softly with a finger and chuckles to himself when Makka's whiskers twitch.

"Oh, I know!" Victor realizes suddenly. "We need a true love's kiss to turn you back! Don't we, my sweet little cupcake? Do we? Yes, we do!"

Makkachin tilts his head like he's confused, but Victor's voice makes him just as excited even if he understands nothing of what his ridiculous owner says. Victor takes his face in his hands and rubs his thumbs over fluffy cheeks, which makes Makka's eyes close in pleasure. The fluffy tail is moving, back and forth, back and forth, and Victor smiles, a small, private smile that's tender and loving, and all for his precious Makka. He kisses the smooth patch of fur right above Makka's nose and Makka licks at his chin as if he wants to return the affection.

Victor chuckles and scratches Makka's cheeks some more, humming the wedding march to himself on a whim. It's silly of him, he knows, but somehow the thought of the wedding, his and Yuuri's wedding, has crawled into his head and doesn't want to leave. Not that he wants it to.

He imagines Yuuri in a beautiful suit, fitted to his body like a glove, and matching with Victor's own. He imagines another set of rings, another set of vows, the sweet kiss at the end of the ceremony...

"What... are you doing?"

Victor's so deep in the land of daydreams that he doesn't notice the moment when Yuuri comes into the room. He doesn't notice him watching them with a fond smile, either. What he does notice, however, is the amusement crinkling Yuuri's eyes while he squints at Makka and then at Victor.

"Marrying the love of my life, of course," Victor answers, smiling wide – wider than before because now Yuuri is here. Finally.

"Ah," Yuuri says as if that has explained everything.

And it did, Victor realizes when Yuuri sits on the bed next to them. It does.

"Is that supposed to be me or Makka?" Yuuri asks, nodding at his glasses that still crown Makka's head.

Victor hums in thought, before he grins and says: "Both."

Yuuri laughs, a soft, gentle sound that warms Victor's heart and cheeks altogether. He looks back to Makkachin to distract himself from the beautiful sight that Yuuri makes as he glows with affection in the morning light.

"What do you say, Makka?" Victor asks, stroking one of Makkachin's ears. "Think you can share?"

There's a tail wag and a loving pant of smelly breath, and Makka stretches forward across the bed to lick at Victor's face. Victor giggles at the same time as Yuuri huffs a small laugh. Victor rolls onto his back to save himself from dog kisses, but he doesn't seem to realize that something even more devastating is waiting for him there – Yuuri, who lies himself next to them, takes Makka's place and leaves his own kisses all over Victor's face as if he's trying to kill him.

It's not a competition, Victor wants to tell them, but when Makka licks at the sensitive spot on his neck, which is the only place he can reach, and Yuuri continues to press his lips across Victor's grinning cheeks, all that Victor can do is give into helpless giggles. It's difficult to breathe after a while, but Yuuri's breathy laughter and Makka's cold nose play an irresistible harmony of joy and acceptance on Victor's skin and he just can't help it.

So he laughs, and laughs, and laughs, until he can't laugh anymore because his lungs are full and his heart is swollen: with happiness, with love, with warmth.

"Enough," Victor finally wheezes. He pushes weakly at Yuuri's shoulder, but it's a faux gesture – he never wants him to move if he can help it, but the necessity to breathe is a little stronger in the moment than the love that fills him to bursting. "Enough, please!"

Makkachin boofs and Yuuri laughs. He shifts back, but the warmth of his body lingers and seeps into Victor's limbs with ease. It's comforting, safe, and Victor relishes in it.

"Really?" Yuuri asks.

His eyes look into Victor's with unbridled fondness, but his lips curl up in a teasing smile all at the same time. It's an expression that Victor both loves and fears: loves, as he loves all the sides to his Yuuri and the affection he sees mirrored back at himself feels like everything he's suffered through has been worth it for just this one glance; and fears it, because it pushes his heart into unhealthy pace that makes his blood ring in his ears.

Just like it does now.

"Didn't you say just yesterday that you'd never have enough of kissing me?" Yuuri's eyebrow lifts, and Victor needs to forcibly stop himself from arching up to kiss it. "Or did I hear you wrong?"

"Yuuri," Victor whines.

He's rendered speechless beyond that, but that seems to be enough anyway. Yuuri chuckles at his predicament, the cruel man he is, and ducks his head into Victor's neck to hide his own rising blush, thus depriving Victor of his second most beloved sight: Yuuri's flushed cheeks. Instead of indulging him like Victor so wants him to, Yuuri presses his lips here and there on his neck, and it tickles, but Victor is more than happy to suffer through this touch of sweet, torturous pleasure.  

There is nothing worse than being empty, Victor thinks while his cheeks hurt from smiling and his face and neck are flushed beyond simple joy. But there is nothing better than this, he agrees with his heart, just as Yuuri shifts up to press another kiss onto Victor's cheek. And nose. And the space between his eyebrows.

Victor turns his head to catch Yuuri's lips and Yuuri smiles into the kiss.

This is it, Victor knows. His heart beats fast, but even, and he knows what he didn't know a year ago. He knows what he didn't know he didn't know. He knows, now.

This is what living feels like.

[orchids-and-fictional-cities]

I'm so glad I got the Kamome zine. Your "Floriographic Sequence" is my favorite piece in it. Victor's wish to be understood and his subtle range of communication resonate with me. The effect is sweet and tender, and the blue roses poignant. I believe that Victor is more sensitive, loving, and deserving than he often appears in fic, but your Victors I always want to cradle and cherish and I love the Yuuris that you give to him to do so. (Will you be posting it so I can comment thoroughly?)

Ohh, thank you so much! I’m so glad you liked that piece ^_^ No matter what AU he’s in, Viktor has an innate softness to him that I try to bring out in one way or another, and I’m always happy to know when someone appreciates it as well. 

As for posting - yes, I do plan to post the piece on AO3 eventually, I’m just waiting for the go-ahead from the mods :3 Thank you again for this lovely message, and thank you for supporting Kamome! Soft Viktors are meant to be celebrated!!

(To everyone else who’s interested: PDF sales of Kamome: A Soft Viktor Zine are ongoing til May 15th! == MORE DETAILS HERE == )

[fuwishi]

Vse 

This is a preview to my illustration of @pensvsswords's beautiful beautiful story in the @softviktorzine! The book is on sale now, and it's full of love and life: http://gumroad.com/kamomezine  ❤️

[sidheilustra]

。+。 A (small) preview of my @softviktorzine wips  ｡+ﾟ.

[omgkatsudonplease]

Pre-orders for @softviktorzine open today! Here's a little sneak peek at my entry 😊 go get the zine for a quality collection of soft Viktors! 💖💖💖

[phoenixwaller]

Bubbles on the Breeze

Yuri’s laughter sparkled like the sunlight reflecting off the water. Victor looked to his fiance, a soft smile on his face as he wondered how he was so lucky that he had come into his life. 

Makkachin raced back to them, sand flying from her paws as she skidded to a stop, tail wagging excitedly. She barked to urge Victor on as he dipped the wand in the soap solution. 

Victor pursed his lips and blew a stream of air through the soap film. The breeze caught the bubbles and carried them down the beach, dancing in the air. 

Makkachin barked again and raced off after the bubbles, casting confused glances back every time they popped as if to ask where they went. 

Victor laughed and dipped the wand again to blow another stream. 

Makkachin barked at the new bubbles, turning back and forth to snap and jump at them. 

Yuri scooted closer until he was tucked against Victor’s side. “Having fun?”

Victor turned and leaned in for a kiss. “I never realized how relaxing it is to blow bubbles.”

“You played with them as a kid didn’t you?” Yuri asked, eyes searching Victor’s face. 

“When I was really young, but once I started skating I was so focused that things like this seemed trivial.”

Yuri frowned, reached up and brushed the fringe from Victor’s face. “You never took time to just do little relaxing things like this?”

Victor shook his head. “Days were for training, or for resting and researching.”

Yuri drew his lips across Victor’s jaw and Victor melted into the touch. “Yuri...” he breathed. 

“So many firsts,” Yuri murmured. “First during our trip to Hasetsu, and now this: blowing bubbles as an adult. What else do I need to introduce you to?”

“Anything,” Victor turned and rested his hand on Yuri’s waist. “Everything. I want to see the world anew through your eyes.”

“Vitya!” Yuri protested. 

Victor smiled and leaned in for another kiss. “I mean it solnyshko. Everything is so much more beautiful with you, and I want to experience it all.”

A crimson blush spread across Yuri’s cheeks. 

Makkachin barked, and jumped up on Victor to get his attention. 

Victor laughed and dipped the wand in the soap solution again to blow a new stream of bubbles. 

Makkachin bounded after the dancing spheres, delighting in chasing them until they had all popped again. Victor smiled when she turned to him and Yuri, head cocked to the side and wondering where the bubbles had gone.

Like this soft side of Victor? Want to know what other ‘first’ Yuri was talking about? Check out my piece in the @softviktorzine, which is taking pre-orders now through December 16th. Learn more at https://softviktorzine.tumblr.com/post/168286646834/softviktorzine-were-pleased-to-announce-that

[si3art]

illustration made for @softviktorzine ♡♡♡

[sportsharumaki]

My piece for @softviktorzine ✨

Illustration for @mazarin221b ‘s sweet fic “Five Kisses For Victor”, which you can find here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14697600 💖

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[evermoreriver]

My piece for @softviktorzine 

[yoyoplisetsky]

Look what just came in the mail 😍😍😍 It looks so gorgeous and everyone did so well and I'm so excited to spend 50 hours going through it later 😭😭😭 I love Viktor Nikiforov and @softviktorzine is everything I love about him in a book. Such an amazing experience I'm so glad I was part of this 💖💖💖

[ayabaiii]

Here is the full piece I did last year for @softviktorzine! It was my very first zine experience of any kind and I had such a great time, thank you for having me and indulging my urge to draw a bunch of wisteria.

[katzuyas]

it’s that time of the year again when I make a full list of fics I posted in the previous 12 months, so get some good tea and a snack bc there’s a crapton of fics for you to enjoy!

total number of fics published: 75

word count: around 410k

last year I had about 175k words in 95 fics, so holy fucking sheet was I on crack this year or what??? that’s over double the word count o.O I have definitely chilled down on the number of fics but I didn’t do that on the wordcount, did I? // cold sweats HOW AM I GOING TO BEAT THAT YTDCJHYVUB

if you’re curious as to what all I wrote this past year, take a peek below!

the list below follows a pattern like this:

title[*]

fandom: pairing: words: summary:

tumblr | ao3

the asterisk [*] after the title means it’s one of my personal fav fics, so if you haven’t read those, pls do!

J A N U A R Y

2018

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1065 summary:

"To 2018," Mila says, raising her glass. "May it be even gayer than 2017!"

...Yuuri and Victor, as always, do not disappoint.

tumblr | ao3

learn it by heart

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1129 summary:

"But, really." Yuuri turns to Victor, handing him a bag of potatoes. "Do I look like a girl?"

tumblr | ao3

a year can make a big difference

fandom: ace of diamond pairing:  miyusawa words: 2334 summary:

"Allow this Sawamura Eijun to bestow his invaluable experiences onto you." How can Kazuya say no?

tumblr | ao3

lisitsa

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 2696 summary:

#WorldFigure #figureskating #worldchampion #goldenboy #coachsoproud #fiancesoproud #isnthejustbeautiful #canwegetmarriednowpls

tumblr | ao3

when I’m next to you I’m home

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 7850

oneshots written for @domesticvictuuriweek

day 1: mischief | tumblr | ao3

day 2: cooking | tumblr | ao3

day 3: alone time | ao3

day 4: cuddles | tumblr | ao3

day 5: rain | tumblr | ao3

day 6: closeness | tumblr | ao3

day 7: free | tumblr | ao3

F E B R U A R Y

to get back to you (I’ll live a thousand lives)[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 17545 summary:

What starts as an innocent journey to find inspiration becomes a fight for love that lasts through the centuries, but in the end there is nothing that can stop Victor from coming back to Yuuri. Not even the curse of eternal rebirth.

written for @victuuri-week and @yoimythologyweek

day 1: historical | tumblr | ao3

day 2: promises | tumblr | ao3

day 3: inspiration | tumblr | ao3

day 4: free | tumblr | ao3

day 5: fantasy & icarus | tumblr | ao3

day 6: sci-fi & norse mythology | tumblr | ao3

day 7: journeys & reincarnation | tumblr | ao3

day 8: soulmates & free | tumblr | ao3

day 9: star-crossed lovers | tumblr | ao3

day 10: magical creatures | tumblr | ao3

day 11: eros and psyche | tumblr | ao3

the end | tumblr | ao3

carry on, darling, we were built to last

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1251 summary:

Valentine's Day can only be celebrated in style.

tumblr | ao3

a black heart of gold[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 67471 summary:

Victor Nikiforov, aka Grand Prix, knows that he's Yakov's most skilled hitman. That's just a fact and he isn't in the habit of arguing with facts. He also knows that he's the only one Yakov trusts, period. In this case though, he's the only one Yakov can rely on to take care of the elusive sniper Eros, who kills Yakov's henchmen left and right. What Victor doesn't know, however, is that Eros' little vendetta is not a matter of coincidence, but pure premeditation, and thus... he falls into a trap that a rookie like Little Fairy could see from a mile away. He falls in lust. And then in love. The fool.

tumblr | ao3

M A R C H

lighter, better, fuller

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1789 summary:

St. Petersburg might not be what Yuuri imagined, but anywhere he goes is a good place as long as Victor's by his side.

written for the @heartbeatszine

tumblr | ao3

Everlasting

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 3668 summary:

When his mother falls ill and only a special flower can save her, Yuuri takes it onto himself to travel to the Garden of Everlasting to find it. What he finds, though, is more than just the flower.

ao3

dazzle me with gold[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 146465 summary:

Everyone knows who Victor Nikiforov is.

Even shepherds and beggars, even children of such.

So when Yuuri’s hunting trip takes him almost to the other side of the forest and he’s caught by men with the flaming sun insignia embossed in the gold of their breastplates, Yuuri knows who he is being dragged to meet. He just doesn’t know why.

tumblr fic tag | ao3

M A Y

what living feels like

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1741 summary:

"What do you say, Makka?" Victor asks, stroking one of Makkachin's ears. "Think you can share?" 

written for kamome: @softviktorzine

tumblr | ao3

J U L Y

together, we’re golden[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1548 summary:

"You did it, Yuuri," Victor says and squeezes Yuuri's now limp hand. His cheeks hurt from how hard he grins.

written for the born to shine @yuurizine

tumblr | ao3

@wewritevictuuri‘s autoteles week

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 5306

day 1: relationships | tumblr

day 2: nature | tumblr

day 3: missing moments | tumblr

day 4: the arts | tumblr

day 6: fantasy | tumblr

A U G U S T

on your sweet temples (a crown of love)

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 10946 summary:

When Victor and Ivan's father dies, he leaves Victor to a life of pain with only one thing to bring a semblance of happiness to his dreary days – a charmed pot of pinks that, unknown to anyone else, is much more than it seems to be at first glance.

written together with the amazing @saniika

tumblr | ao3

S E P T E M B E R

pulchritudinous

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 1868 summary:

adj used of persons only; having great physical beauty “pulchritudinous movie stars”

Synonyms: beautiful delighting the senses or exciting intellectual or emotional admiration

tumblr | ao3

O C T O B E R

thread your needle through my heart (and stitch us into one)

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 8258 summary:

"I don't do fashion. I am fashion." —Coco Chanel

oneshots from the modus vivendi au written for @yurionrunway

day 1: fashion stylists | tumblr | ao3

day 2: costumes | tumblr | ao3

day 3: footwear | tumblr | ao3

day 4: subcultures of fashion | tumblr | ao3

day 5: past fashion | tumblr | ao3

day 6: gender role subversion | tumblr | ao3

day 7: creativity | tumblr | ao3

N O V E M B E R

draped in your love, I breathe[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 92856 summary:

When Phichit Chulanont, the best friend, main model, and face of Yuuri's brand of designer fashion wear decides to branch out a little, Yuuri is more than supportive. It is purely on accident that the man whom Yuuri admires (more like crushes on to the max but will die if you tease him about it), the famous Victor Nikiforov, is holding a casting for his next runway show, and since Yuuri is a good friend, he can't let Phichit go alone, now can he? Little do they both know that they're going into a meeting that will change all of their lives. For better or for worse.

ao3

D E C E M B E R

drabbles written for @vityaweek​

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 5383

day 1: confessions | tumblr

day 2: favourite au | tumblr

day 4: hairstyle | tumblr

day 5: mythology au | tumblr

day 6: his grace, royalty au | tumblr

day 7: home | tumblr

red, for love triumphant[*]

fandom: yuri on ice pairing:  victuuri words: 12088 summary:

Everything happens as we know it. Everything stays the same. Except one little detail: ever since the Junior Worlds, every time he wins, Victor gets a single rose in his fanmail.

tumblr | ao3

miscellaneous random writes: 19893

june 30

july 2

july 9

july 12

july 14

july 14

july 15

july 29

july 29

july 31

august 2

august 5

august 9

august 10

august 12

august 14

august 18

august 19

august 24

august 28

september 2

september 5

september 12

september 14

september 16

september 19

october 4

october 5

october 6

october 7

october 9

november 14

november 29 (wish for @yuuriweek2018)

december 7

[lozyrosie]

a preview of my piece for the @softviktorzine

[phoenixwaller]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri & Victor Nikiforov Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov Additional Tags: Fluff, Stargazing, Boys In Love, Kissing, Wishing on stars, Victor and his pet names for Yuri Series: Part 8 of Victuri Vignettes Summary:

Victor and Yuri are in Hasetsu for an end-of-summer vacation, and Yuri has the perfect plan for how to spend their final night there before returning to Russia.

It’s now live for those who couldn’t get the @softviktorzine. 

Thanks so much for having me in the zine. It was a lot of fun and so many talented people participating in it.