I Cant Wait For Yuuri To Be The Son-in-law Yakov’s Always Wanted..

Yuuri's Ina Bauer

I love this ice skating skill so much, watching him skate Yuri on Ice and have a that gorgeous Ina Bauer before move to Spread Eagle make my heart want to jump out

todays twitter dump is seungchuchu themed because they are the best boys!! dedicated to @llyn-on-ice because she showed me part of something she was writing and it inspired most of this and also she inspires me every day of my life 

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YOI didn't just give us actual queer rep in mainstream anime, great unique story, amazing animation and beautiful tracks. It also gave us some rare realistic representation of an anxiety disorder with Yuuri. That it can't just be loved away, that it returns in the most inopportune times, that it makes you irrational and blind to what's in front of you. And to people that didn't see the show, this isn't some fanon interpretation, it's pretty damn clear cut. If you haven't seen YOI, you definitely should give it a chance. The cancelled movie actually doesn't take away from the show at all since it was going to be a prequel and the anime ended in a pretty satisfying note, no cliffhanger or anything.

An absolutely gorgeous commission by the talented @tosquinha (Seriously, I can’t stop looking at it.) 

Based on my fic, Zanka - a Victuuri historical AU in 1800s, Edo, Japan. Yuuri is Aoyagi, a high-ranking male courtesan, and Viktor falls hopelessly in love.

The scene is from chapter one: 

As the translator turned once more, Viktor returned his gaze to the courtesan. The man was idly fingering the length of his pipe as he listened to the translator’s words. Despite his soft features, there was a sharpness to him, an edge, as though life had him honed into a beautiful, double-edged sword. Viktor felt his insides churn; buried under all those luxurious robes was a young man who probably never knew a world beyond the red lights of Yoshiwara.

sleeping under a sunny spot with ur beautiful dog for this cute prompt!!!  i honestly had the hardest time coming up with an ideo for this lol

a little yuuri art! <3

im sorry heres more cis swaps from twitter because a whole new world of lesbian jokes has opened up to me and i have no self control

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Viktor coming up with the absurdest shit to find out why his crush doesn't want him will never not be funny 🤣

But hey, he's a creative genius! His brain must be running rampant with the wildest theories why the pretty boy who flirted with him at the GPF banquet keeps rejecting him while feverishly searching for smarter courtship methods other than asking for sex.

【ユーリ!!! on Ice】ヴィクトル・ニキフォロフ。[Yuri!!! on Ice] Victor Nikiforov 

Art by sayuuhiro

Viktor Nikiforov is first presented to us through Yuuri’s eyes, the light behind him shining halo-like in a way that obscures his features. It is not necessary to know him, only to know his skating. Vitya, the man, always fades away as the Legend emerges from beyond, the spotlight becoming a sort of focal point rather than the individual placed within it. 

When we see this same montage again later in the show, Viktor emerges whole, no longer eluding us as he remains visible and enchanting. And this time, it is because we see him through Yakov’s eyes that we are able to see him. Yakov, who has known this boy for years, who has trained him and spoken with him and loved him. 

Viktor flits between Viktor Nikiforov and Vitya, moving in and out of the light as if donning and shedding a coat. He lets the rays of the sun caress his features and hide him away from the gaze of the audience, flashing cameras a mask he can move behind as the artifice emerges – no longer a lonely man but the pride and joy of Russia.

Amidst the GPF in Barcelona, when he wakes up early in the morning while his student (and fiance) remains asleep, he finds himself at the beach watching the sun rise over the ocean. He faces the light, now, clear and present in the moment, hand outstretched as the illumination of dawn catches on his ring. In this moment, he is facing his future, one in which he is Vitya first and foremost. We can see who he is, finally, and he can too. He has found his life and love and looks onwards, his path laid out before him as his identity appears unobstructed. 

Then, Yuri Plisetsky. Who is young and bold and wants to beat the legend of Viktor Nikiforov, grinding his records into dust and laughing from the top of the podium. He wants to be great. And when he addresses Viktor as a skater rather than the man and coach he spent time with in Hasetsu, Viktor turns. Once more his face is hidden in shadow, the radiance behind him a mandorla of glory that speaks to his talent and accomplishments. A god on earth, a figure skating deity. He moves between earthly and heavenly so swiftly, the transition between man-in-love and unreachable idol never so clear as it is in this moment.

When Yuri is done with his threats, Viktor turns back towards the beach. He turns away from his past on the ice and the recognition it holds in favor of this new future.

And there, on the beach, is a man and a dog walking side by side in the light. Viktor watches, and he thinks, and it becomes clearer than ever that there will no longer be able to be a divide between Vitya and Viktor Nikiforov. Only him and Makkachin, happy in Hasetsu with Yuuri, going wherever his life and his love bring them.