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I hope you like them. And thank you for requesting.
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The beginning of s3 was pretty todobaku, now its pretty dekubaku and soon it’ll be pretty kiribaku. Baku bowl much?
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Sometimes when Neil goes for a run Andrew joins him
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here they are all together <3
I’ll probably add other characters to this in future, we’ll see!
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I'd love to see a victurio vampire AU ficlet :D
(Sorry for the delay!)
Viktor wasn’t sure what to do with himself when he found a boy in the street, his clothes teared up, his breathing ragged, and a small pool of blood around him. His first instinct had been to go help that boy, but something in the way he looked told him it wasn’t the best idea.
“A-are you okay?” He tried asking, the boy stared in his direction and squinted a little, apparently unable to see him well from where was.
“Uh? Y-yeah…” the boy got a hold on the wall next to him and tried standing up, he trembled a little, but before he could fall down, Viktor was already by his side, helping him stand still. The boy gasped and tried to free himself from Viktor’s hold. “N-no… don't… I’m a monster…” he was pretty weak from so much blood loss, though, so he wasn’t able to resist a lot.
“You’re not a monster,” Viktor tried encouraging. “You’re just an injured, scared boy.” He passed the boy’s arm over his shoulder, supporting him, and trying not to grimace at the little sobs and hiccups he was making. “Now, where does your family live?” He knew he should probably try contacting some sort of authority first, to let them know he was making sure the boy returned home safe.
“T-they don’t…” Viktor barely caught his whisper, but it was enouh to make him blink.
“What do you mean?”
“They were killed.” his voice was very low and scared-ish, still sniffling a little. Viktor went numb from shock. Calm down, people die every day, you only… have to make sure this boy has somewhere safe to rest.
“Did you notice by whom?” He asked, trying not to sound too frivolous. He started walking, his apartament wasn’t that far from there, he could take the boy there and heal his wounds.
“…by a vampire…” his voice was softer, he was very afraid the man would think him delirious before actually believing him.
“Ok… uh, what about you? Did you get out ok?”
“Sorta… I was turned; are you sure you still wanna help me? As far as you know I can kill you.” Viktor mind-shrugged.
“But you haven’t. What’s your name, kid?” the boy made a face towards the nickname, he was so tired fro being called that.
“Yuri. Don’t call me kid.” Yuri supported himself better on the man. He knew he looked pathetic, vampires were supposed to be super fast and agile, and strong, but instead, all it has done to him so far is take his family away from him, and left him weak afterwards… ah, he felt so thirsty. What wouldn’t he give flr a drink. He brought a hand to his throat, feeling it dry as a desert.
“I suppose you haven’t fed, have you?” Yuri shook his head, vision still a litgle blurry and mind fuzy. “Hold on, we’re near my apartament.”
They walked for a couple more minjtes in silence, and once they reached said building, Viktor took out his keys from his vest pocket, turning the doorknob until the entrance was open. When he entered, he left Yuri in a couch in the living room, so he could relax a little. He then knelt in front of him and uncovered his neck.
“Go ahead,” he prompted him. “I promise I’m clean.” Yuri leaned down, tremnlimg a little and he took a deep breath before sinking his small fangs in Viktor’s neck. Viktor yelped a little, the pinch hurt. But immediatly after, any awkwardness was gone. It was only ine minute that Yuri fed from Viktor, but he felt so much better afterwards, and his blood was so delicious, he had to remind himself he wasn’t a bastard like the one that killed his parents.
Once they were done, he tried licking the wounds, which earned yet another yelp from Viktor. He remembered hearing somwehere that vampire’s saliva had healing qualities, so he hoped it worked. He backed away, cheeks tinted peach from shame.
“Thank you…” he whispered, not sure how to adress this man as he hadn’t given him his name.
The man just smiled as he turned around. “You can call me Viktor.”
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[Looks at prompts] lets go with a Victurio werewolf!au?
Viktor growled at the wolf in front of him, receiving the same response. The air was pretty tense, much so that you could cut it with a knife. Behind him, Yuri was watching confused as to what caused this behavior, he had only heard some yelling before Viktor and the other person turned into their wolf shape. This other guy was a little bulkier, even in his human force, but what Viktor lacked, was balanced by his speed and quick thinking.
They suddenly ran after each other, biting and barking and growling, Yuri turned too into his wolf form, hoping to achieve something. And even with his enhanced senses, he could only see balls of fur going at the speed of light, at each other’s throat like there was no tomorrow.
It was long after—half an hour or so—that they made it out, Viktor came out winner but was heavily injured. And now Yuri had to carry him all the way back, reaching their shared home and healing his wounds once they were safe.
“You idiot! You could’ve died!” He scolded, kicking some pebble stones in the way lest he hurt Viktor more than he already was. Viktor just gave out a light chuckle and then a yelp when Yuri pressed too much on a wound.
“I’m sorry, kitten.” He tried apologizing, maybe if he used some pet names on his mate it would work to sooth him. Yuri just sighed.
“What did he say for you to react that harshly?” He had to admit he was quite curious, Viktor grimaced, hoping for it to look like it was from the pain of the wound instead from rage, but the way he was showing his teeth and his slight growl gave him away. “What was it Viktor?” He asked again exasperated.
Viktor’s ears seemed to deflate, as if ashamed. “He was saying some really mean things about you, like how you weren’t really all that strong, nor threatening and that you would’ve been better off as a female, who can at least carry offspring.” He made himself smaller, avoiding eye contact and Yuri just sighed again.
“You shouldn’t care that much, I’m used to jerks like him saying that kind of stuff, so don’t fret yourself over it if I don’t either, okay? Otherwise, you’ll get yourself killed pretty quickly.” He finished wrapping a bandage and stared at Viktor, who was entranced by his calm emerald eyes. His own azure ones lit up with enthusiasm and he launched himself towards Yuri, giving small happy barks. “Oi, get off! You’re heavy!”
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4 A/B/O with vikturio pls :)
Yuri took a small break from skating to drink water. and just as he was about to gulp, a small gift appeared in his rage of view. The water in his mouth was spurge with nothing to stop it.
“What’s that for?” He asked after wiping his face. Viktor just smile at him.
“A courting gift, of course.” He said as if it was the simplest thing in the world. Yuri gave him a disbelieving look, but reached out for the small package nonetheless and opened it slowly. “It shows I am a rather good example of an alpha as I can provide for you and care do you.” He explained, rather uselessly since Yuri already knew the procedure.
“You know that’s a pretty old-fashioned thing to do, right?” He asked rhetorically, opening the wrapping paper to reveal a white t-shirt. He unfolded the clothe and his eyes absolutely gleamed when he saw that in the front of the shirt, was a picture of a snow tiger.
“I’m glad you like it.” Said Viktor as he leaned close to Yuri, making him feel self-conscious and rather inhibited. He cleared his throat and folded the clothe again, holding it near his chest.
“How come Yakov hasn’t said anything to you?” He asked incredulously, ever since he had presented as an omega, Yakov had taken upon himself as Yuri’s unofficial tutor, the duty to scare off any possible chaser he might have, he doubted Yakov would let even Viktor court him.
“Hasn’t seen me, I suppose.” Viktor shrugged, and Yuri could swear one of his eyes was twitching. “Hey,” he looked up again, and Yuri suddenly felt like air abandoned his lungs. “Can I kiss you?” He asked and his legs wet weak. He got flustered and tripped on words before deciding for an answer. He looked around, checking if Yakov was nowhere to be seen—then nodded.
“We’re technically already dating, so I guess you can.” He closed his eyes, allowing Viktor to take the lead. The older one leaned down, eager to taste those lips, and when they finally connected, a sigh escaped him, and the moment was perfect. When the separated, Yuri was way more flustered than at the beginning, Viktor knew it was caused by his alpha pheromones, because he could smell Yuri’s sweet omega ones too. “Don’t you have like, work or something else to attend to?”
“I’d rather stay with you.”
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Kill yourself or something.
Victor grabbed Yurio’s face, squeezing the boy’s cheeks hard against his teeth. Yurio had almost immediately regretted the foul remark that escaped him when he was slammed up against the wall. Victor’s voice was low yet fluid as he spoke into Yurio’s ear.
“What was that?”
“Nn, I-”
“You want me to what?”
“I said–ahh!!”
Yurio gasped when a hand went down to yank his trousers over down over his bottom.
“Say it again, Yura.”
“Vict-”
Victor planted a hand on Yurio’s chest as he bent down and forcefully removed the small shorts. Yurio watched the grave face come back to his. He shivered a bit, now exposed and humiliated at the fact that he was hard, just as Victor suspected, and half nude at that. The strong grip on his face returned.
“You want me to what?”
“I.. aah, you bastard! I said, k-”
Victor hooked his hands behind Yurio’s thighs and lifted him up against the wall. Yurio cried out at the sudden position but instinctively wrapped his legs around Victor. Whatever he had been mad about was quickly slipping away from him. Now, his mind was focused on his dripping arousal, his hips slowly rocking forward and Victor prying his own cock out of his pants.
“Tell me again. Say it clearly, I want to hear it.”
“Nnn, Victor, just–Aah!!”
Victor pressed Yurio harder into the wall, biting down on his neck as he shoved a hand into his own pocket to retrieve a small bottle. He popped the lid open with a thumb, maneuvering the lube into his palm with a skilled hand before tossing it to the side.
“Nn, y-you.. carry that around with you?”
“You never know when you have to teach a little kitten a lesson. Now,” Victor slid his slick fingers between Yurio’s cheeks, prodding the warm muscle before sliding one inside, “stay still.”
“Aaah!! Victor!!”
“No no,” Victor slid another finger inside, twisting the digits and making quick work of preparing the boy, “you do not come unless I say so.”
“Nnn, ah-”
“Only good kittens come.”
Victor removed his fingers, using both hands to get a good grip on Yurio’s bottom before sliding the entirety of his length inside of him.
“AAAH! FFU– Victor!”
“Such a smart mouth you have but look at what a slut you become for me, hm?”
“Ah!” Yurio pressed his hips forward again, trying desperately to have Victor move, to have him do something more than just glare at him. But he knew Victor was mad and he knew he was being punished, rightfully so. He mewled out, feeling every inch of Victor inside of him, so hot and hard and ready to fuck him senseless. He clenched around Victor’s cock, causing his head to lull back against the wall as he moaned out a phrase he knew to be his last resort in times of desperation.
“Fu.. fuck me, daddy. Please!”
Victor clenched his jaw, looking at the boy against the wall, the devil turned fairy that appealed to him in every way. As upset as he was, he could not resist his kitten, not when he is so deliciously wrapped around him and begging for more. He sank his fingers into Yurio’s soft cheeks, gliding out to give a strong thrust.
“Ah! M-more!!”
Victor began to move, pumping in and out of Yurio, spreading his thighs wider as he slammed him back, fucking him further up the wall. He growled, driving into the boy with all of his strength as he screamed and begged for more.
“D-deeper, daddy! Please! I need it!”
Victor plunged into Yurio, losing himself within him. His cock pumped in and out, Yurio’s yells and nails digging into his back only driving him to fuck him even harder, rougher, mercilessly.
Yurio tensed, screaming out as Victor continued to hit that delicious spot within him over and over again. Victor smirked, whispering right into his ear, “What a bad little kitten. I guess it can’t be helped. Come for daddy, now.”
Yurio’s legs shook and he threw his head back as he spurt everything he had right onto both of their chests.
Victor hummed, continuing to indulge. He watched as Yurio quivered with his orgasm, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, only to be brought forward in surprise when he realized Victor was not stopping.
“Ffuck! I ca–aah!!”
Victor released Yurio, quickly turning him around to bend over, “Place your hands on the wall.”
Yurio reached out, shakily steadying himself before Victor replaced his cock within him.
“Ah! Please-”
“What was it that you said to me?”
“I, aah!!” Yurio let out a loud yelp when his bottom was smacked.
“Say it again, little Yuri.”
“How.. aah! How long will you keep this up?”
Victor smirked, leaning down to plant a kiss on Yurio’s spine.
“You’ve been a bad little kitten tonight, Yura, and now you must make it up to me.”
“I will, but–aah!”
Yurio shook when Victor began to pump in and out of him once more, growling right into his ear, “I won’t stop. Not until you’ve learned your lesson. Not until I have every last drop.”
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Let’s Think About Love (all 3 of us) (VicYuuYu, R18)
Scan/Trans: @issushaim
Clean/Typeset: @chaotic-tendenci
Proof: @caeseria
Circle: MiW
WARNINGS: threesome, dubcon, yes yurio is involved - please don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable.
This is an amateur translation.
Please do not repost or upload to other sites.
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The Victuurio withdrawals are strong...
Ahaha, this is what happens when you are sailing on a small but awesome ship. So now I have to try and fill the void myself because ahhhh…because the lack of content or waiting for fics to update are painful.
I love the concept of time travel fics, and to be honest, there are some amazing ones on AO3, but unfortunately they lack this beautiful OT3 so here we go!
Since I really can’t write fics..here is my rambly rambly thoughts instead…sorta like a not fic…
For this concept, I have chosen one Yuri Plisetsky to be sent back in time…mostly because I think the poor guy deserves so much more screen time…and because Russian Yuri was technically the original Yuri on Ice. Kinda makes that whole “Yurio” nickname sting a bit if you think about it.
Anyways, I imagine waking up one morning to find himself in his maybe 8 or 9 year old body (whatever age he was before Yakov’s training camp). Naturally, Yuri is confused as heck because WTF just happened…he was pretty damn sure the last thing he remembers was the Katsudon just moved to Russia and Victor returned to skating…and..yeah…that’s it…!@#$%…
More behind the cut because this kinda gets long…
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The Little Mermaid Yoi AU
I was originally going to just copy-paste my other post and change the names bUT,,, this got out of my hands once again
Yuri is the little mermaid, of course
But instead of Victor being a human prince Yuri falls for, it is Victor, –merman Victor–, who falls for a human prince Yuuri
He goes to the sea witch Georgi to ask to be turned human. Georgi accepts, taking Victor’s beautiful long hair in exchange for legs. The conditions of the contract are the same. Marry the human or else he’ll perish, turning to sea foam
Victor accepts, knowing for sure he can make this human fall for him
Yuri, on the other hand, is not so happy to know Victor gave up his tail for legs. Human legs. AND HIS BEAUTIFUL HAIR.
Yuri, too, pays the sea witch a visit, hoping he’ll provide a spell that will bring Victor back
Georgi tells him there isn’t, unless the human married someone else, breaking Victor’s heart, he wouldn’t provide any spell that could give him his tail back. Not while he’s on the surface.
Yuri’s getting frustrated. “So why don’t you give me the same spell you gave him and give me a pair of legs? I’ll drag him back into the ocean myself!”
“honey… I don’t think you understand. A pair of legs comes with a great deal of pain, though you’ll dance beautifully it’ll feel as if you’re stepping on glass. Victor was able to accept these conditions because he was in love. And you, darling, have only rage in you.”
Victor’s decisions suddenly make even less sense. But fuck if he cared, what did it matter what he felt? All he knew is he wanted Victor back. Pain? Can’t be worse than having to live the 280+ years he has left without Victor. The fuck did this guy know about him anyway.
They make a deal. This time it’s Yuri’s voice he trades for legs. On the promise that he’ll make Victor return.
He doesn’t have to look for him much. There’s a kingdom by the sea where a prince with the same name as him lives. As Yuri is getting out of the water with his newly-acquired legs, he finds Victor’s out for a walk on the beach.
“Yuri!” He calls out, arms wide open. But no, not to him. Because out of the corner in comes another human, wearing a fancy blue suit, dark hair slicked back. And his eyes… soft as they fixate on Victor. Yuri can’t blame him, really. Victor takes the stranger in his arms, and they spin around, laughing. This is what humans called dancing, right? Where had he heard about it, again? Georgi… he’d said dancing hurt your feet like walking on glass. Was Victor that stupid?
He tries to call out to him, but his voice gets stuck in his throat, no sound comes out. Fuck, he wasn’t used to this walking thing, but he found himself running towards them.
After this it plays out mostly like the first three episodes. Both Yuri’s are to compete in a dance-off. Victor refuses, knowing it wouldn’t be fair for Yurio (he got nicknamed Yurio in the palace because he shouldn’t have the same name as the prince). But Yurio stops him, agreeing to the dance-off with a nod of his head.
And, Victor was going to be the judge, as anyone else in the palace would be biased to choose Yuuri as the winner
This is getting long…..
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