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capsensislagamoprh · 2 months
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The air felt like melting ice. Damp, warm enough to cause a shiver, and promising brighter things. Chandlers began to liquefy, windows dripped pure waters in rolling cascades as the floor hollowed beneath the panicked steps of the young noble's feet. Something was wrong. The dream felt far away, thin. It seemed to have snapped. No. Not snapped. It felt stuck, as if one wrong move would tear it asunder, as if it were strained.
Yuri held his head, oblivious to the waves of heat rolling off him. He was trapped. He was stuck. He was in pain. He was everything he'd never felt before, and it was terrifying. Somewhere in the back of his head an image formed. A slight smile, warm as the autumn rays. It seemed to say it would be okay, Yuri only needed to wait. Victor would be back soon. He would know what to do. He would know why Yuri was in pain.
Yuri was going to find out what caused this unpleasantness. Then he was going to bury its bits across the Courts with painstaking cruelty. He was going to break it down to its parts and use them to build a monument. He would title it 'Why It Is Never a Good Idea to Fuck With Yuri.' He'd mount their heads on pikes outside the Shimmering Cascade as a warning to all who were and would be. He just needed to stop this agony.
The pain became worse. He could feel the fraying. It was like a thousand cold iron needles being dragged along his skin, embedding themselves into his veins. Every drop of gold drawn in bloody savagery his only protection from the deeper agony of feeling something being taken away, ripped from his existence. Willing to let itself die, if it meant he would live. It sacrificed, quiet and waiting, leaving an unfillable gap in Yuri's armored soul. It was like his enchantments were shivering, one by one. All so he could survive.
No. Not him. Not Yuri. Victor. All so Victor could survive.
Eyes the color of freshly turned earth, fertile and strong, healthy, ready for growth and the challenges of living flashed before his eyes. Yuri dropped to his knees, nails sharp as any animals biting into his chest. His eyes leaked, misery and torment accepted as if it were an every day way of being. The pain grew, and flourished, a dark gem of congealed longing seemed to burst in his throat.
His scream sent golden blazes of fiery light arching thrugh the grounds of the Palace of Seasons. Shimmering Cascade began to wash away, arctic winds failing under the onslaught of such grief.
The Winter King stepped into the wreckage of the ball room, his every movement freezing the waters as he tried to reach the small form collapsing to the ground in slow motion. Sliding on his knees, an arch of frozen splash crystalline in his wake, Victor caught his cousin as his eyes closed, unable to bear the suffering.
Lifting the bird like bones, Victor turned, surveying the damage. Closing his eyes, he began to feel the particles of wet, the clinging, sticky coyness of water as it dripped onto tapestries, threatening to turn untouched snow into sheets of cold traps formed of ice. Victor carried his cousin to the hall. Many courtiers had fled in the wake of Yuri's wrath. Victor's eyes scanned the faces of trembling fey. Lilia, that blessed matron of propriety, said nothing as she motioned for the Summer Guard to take hold of the limp form, releasing Victor from the dreadful sensation of cold burning fire.
As Yuri was swept away to recover, Victor turned to his ruined palace. With a rise of his hands, his feet in refined repose, he began the dance of reforming. His feet slid across the ground, the ice reforming, the wet climbing, drips stopping mid plop, racing back to there designated place. Icicles became etched, carved into wondrous beauty. Windows frosted over, leaving artful patterns of crystalized enticement, glittering with possibility.
Victor spun, his arms reaching, his back arching as he kicked himself up into a move that sent him closer to the ceiling than anyone had the right to reach. His landing was perfect, the roof once again whole. People moved instinctual out of his way as he danced the broken edges, using them to add grace and beauty to his creation, until finally, he rested on the throne of Ice, head pressed against his hand.
He was the Winter King. To him, this was nothing. The happy smiles of his court, the wonder in there deathless eyes, smiles full of joy, could not be reflected in his own. Correcting the damage of Summer was child's play. What had to be done next was not. How was he going explain to Yuri the most impossible thing? He thought his pain was deep, but before he could contemplate how to broach anthers agony Lord Giacometti pranced into the room smelling of rose blooms and something tawdry.
"Who was it!"
Victor looked at Christophe with a raised brow.
"I felt it. We all did. Well, all us of Spring. Herregud, hjärtesorgen!!" He said, bursting out a wave of feeling that sent near by courtiers swooning, delicate tears carefully dabbed into embroidered handkerchiefs. "It was like something was sundered in two!"
Christophe. Christophe was a spring fey. He knew how to handle delicate things. He understood emotion. Victor rose, motioning for Christophe to follow, and Christophe did.
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leeahpies · 5 months
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Fortnite Victyuri Royale 🏳️‍🌈 (my demons)
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Yurio: Victor, why do you like Yuuri so much?
Victor, with heart eyes: He's the skates to my skating
Yurio: ???
Yurio: He's a human-pig hybrid. That's what he is
Victor: Then he is the most adorable human-pig hybrid in the whole world
Yurio: He's not even that good of a skater!
Victor:
Victor: Neither is Otabek
Yurio, face flushed: What's that supposed to mean?!
Victor: The way you look at him, the way he looks at you...
Yurio: Shut up!
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Yuuri: They do know we can hear them, right?
Otabek: Yurio's strangling Victor. Should we go and help him?
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I call this one ‘Born to Stay Close to Me’....because it was the best I could come up with lol. Done in Clip Studios Paint. 
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blorbosdotcom · 5 years
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Victor: Ugh, I hardly slept last night.
Yurio: When you can’t sleep it means someone is thinking about you.
Victor: I wonder who would be thinking about me at 3am...
Yuri: *panics*
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nova8080 · 5 years
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Us, thirsty for sum good gay shit:
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waifu4lyfu · 5 years
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“Half Russian, Half Japanese”
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fayeellesworld · 6 years
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Quick lunch art of Victor and Yuri
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selkie-scribbles · 7 years
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He was a skater boy, He was also a skater boy. Can I make it any more obvious? College was stressing me out, so I took time to draw a little something for myself
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pollux-p · 7 years
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My piece for @victuurifanzine  ~
This is my first zine and I’m glad i got to participate in it!  
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snowrins-art-blog · 7 years
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smol little victuri doodle i did for the pride month~
both with matching rainbow sweaters, their shiny rings and green carnatcion flower crowns that dont really look like made out of carnations but are still supposed to beXD
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capsensislagamoprh · 3 months
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Well, well, well. Not
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Fueling my crazy-assed head cannons with In Cannon facts.
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I swear to all the CANNON GAWDS this is correct. I know this is true IRL. So, makes sense in cannon, right? Source: Boy. Don't @ me. You have seen him observe Yurio's eyes for more than there dazzling color. He's seen into them. You have seen him put things together in one night, from choreography and improve. This takes a lot of skill. You not only have to be able to read the room, but the people involved as well. Being uncomfortable makes this sort of thing really bad, it could hurt people. Not with this man in charge. Otabek, why you just the most chill ... I STG this guy is old school FEY. Radiates it so bad you look it up and this is the image you get: Otabek causally droppin everyone's stress levels by EXISTING.
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These manors. Most punk thing you will ever see. Everyone this day? Yurio. Victor. Chris. You see them. They are some kind of 'out there'. Most people are. Not Otabek. This man is in your face polite, which is quiet, genteel, and shocking. SHOCKING. Do you know how much EMOTIONAL DAMAGE you can do with the right word and a calm demeanor? I do. I have been DEVASTATED by this. This man wields the most deadly sword.
Honestly, this is just fueling my 'this guy is secretly well connected noble and just wont admit it because who needs that kind of attention. He likes music. He likes to skate. He knows who is his soul mate.' This boy be BOI. Man, I have heard LEGENDS less backed up by cannon than this. I love him, your honor and would like my petition for him and Yurio to get married yesterday to be approved by the court of law, and possibly several deities. Thank you.
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I mean, I got no notes. Just more head cannon fuel. Bet even Lilia Baranovskaya can find no wrong in his posture. Just his flexibility. But. may boy, if it gives you an ass like that? *ahem* Whole bod, really. I am not sorry.
Old. School. Fey. Prince? King? If you play Changeling: the Dreaming (White Wolf) you know what I mean. Where Yurio is a new world Fey, Otabek is so old school, and it just makes me happier than I understand. The dynamics. Opposing elements that just click. Yes, your honor, I have a petition to push that proposal thrugh. You'll see the *drops several reams of paper on the desk* signatures on these pages. *rolls in several more boxes*
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That formality is called 'finality'. There is no argument to be made against it that dose not make the person arguing a massive ass. There is no wheedle room. This is practiced in the highest circles. Also, that side eye, like JJ may have pushed Otabek's patience one to many times. Bet you it was when he heard how Yurio reacts to JJ calling him 'princess'. Otabek is far to respectful to push an unwanted nick name. Also, that's his boyfriend, your honor. We may get to see a duel. Suggest crossbows at range. You know Otabek is a sniper shot.
You bring this man home to your ice daddies, Yurio. Because I wanna see Victor freak out, Yuuri be happy, but confused, because this man has ALL the manors and Yurio is hissy kitty personified. The. DYNAMICS! your honor! Otabek with his courtly love until Yurio is ready. MY FRIKIN GAWDS! The way Yurio looked at Otabek's skating and made that little sound with the patented Victor-is-Interested-in-Something pose? We may not have to wait long. These Two Your Honor!
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I KNEW IT! Otabek (when not suffering the all cursed helmet hair) pulls that under cut off. JJ dose not. Also: this is a man for whom the phrase 'I'm disappointed' can be summed up in a single look that will sear you to the soul and change your whole damned reincarnation cycle. You cannot convince me that even the worst person would be able to take that look and not feel something inside be blanketed in warmth that says 'I know you can do better, you deserve the effort it takes,' then cry about it because they know he's right.
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Yurio is very much used to being *tiched* off. People thinking he's a kid, like perma-nine, over reacting, to emo. You know what that's like. Ever kid does. It's painful. But like, Otabek? He knows words are useless here. Just the action. Sometimes that's all it takes. Yurio is very much ready to fight. When it doesn't come? Well, self reflection time. And boy can self reflection hurt. Also THE DYNAMICS, YOUR HONOR! Tinny, elegant, ethereal on the outside Yurio vs. Masculine, buff af, strong and ever enduring Otabek. One has the personality of a raging fire, uncaring of who they burn. One has the personality of untouchable covering the deepest waters you will ever find. To deep and you'll drown. Each soft for exactly ONE person. MY GAWDS YOUR HONOR!
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You know Otabek follows Yuri's Angles, and that's how he found him. This man has had a whole assed 'soul mates imma marry him' crush Situation (tm) since he understood those eyes. Eyes he never forgot. There are Nobel Prize winning poets less eloquent than that. It constantly reminds me of
“they asked "do you love her to death?" i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life” ― Mahmoud Darwish
I mean, this is how I think of that 'eyes of a solder' line. I will take no notes.
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I mean, this is legit. And then he encourages Yurio. It may cost him a metal to do that. But he did it. And he was happy for Yurio. This man is a fucking saint. There is no suggestion box, please file your opposing opinions in the round receptacle to the right. YOUR HONOR! If you'd be so kind as to sand the ink before you hand that over to the court clerk for filing. I now have to go house hunting for these two so I can have them (Yurio) constantly annoyed by CANNON PAIRING who love the Secondary Cannon OTP, but lets be honest, Victor is gonna be a shit about it because he's not forgot what he went thrugh when he was courting Yuuri. Otabek. Silently suffering. Trying not to laugh. I bet he breaks down with the most charmingly, light up the room, dimple having, white teeth flashing smile anyone has seen, putting stars in everyone's eyes for all of three seconds when they finally break him. His laugh is music. Promptly puts on his normal blank expression and acts like it never happened. This is a thing now. Also he can sing and play/write music, and because he couldn't do ballet, took ballroom to get his dance skills. You will not change my mind.
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kjkohai · 7 years
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Any #YuriOnIce fans out there? 👬⛸❄☃️ #SanJapan #SanJapan2017 #Victyuri #WeWereBornToMakeHistory
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There's only two genders
Stay Close to Me (Duetto For Two) and Welcome To The Madness
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simplyhumann · 7 years
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You know you’re way too deep into a ship when you have playlists about them and you listen to those playlists on repeat
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Victor “we’re getting married when yuri wins first place!” Later: Yuri didn’t win first place but yuuri did, that means they still got married. Me “You shall not trick me writers”*evil laugh*cough*continues laughing*
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