Viktornikifrov mga kuwento

'When you paint, the color isn't from the palette. You imprint your soul onto the page, and that's something to admire.'

Otabek and Yuri havent spoken in over a year since a couple months after the grand prix final. What happens when Otabek sends an accidental text to Yuri and old feelings start to resurface?

GENDER NEUTRAL PRONOUNS!! a book dedicated to our beloved yuri on ice lovelies!! please check out the first chapter (the request box) for more info! currently taking requests? [⎈] yes! request away! [] no, i'm sorry... hope you're still motivated to read!

ask victors husband your questions

Hola chicos B) espero que se encuentren muy bien! Bueno, éste es mi primer fic de YOI hahah y se que historias de ésta serie ya hay en muchas partes, solamente que la inspiración me llegó y como resultado está esta historia <3 Este fic trata principalmente sobre la relación de Viktor N. y Yuri K., aquí se encontrarán varias dificultades como momentos innolvidables que pasarán a la historia <3, el cómo el pasado doloroso vuelbe a atormentar su presente y qué es lo que harán para salir de esa situación. Inclurán flashbacks, momentos Otayuri porsupuesto B) <3 (o eso planeo), y si, si habrá lemon chicas xD Espero que lo disfruten y pasen un buen rato :D

"The way she moves is astonishing!" "She's like a whimsical flower in the wind." "Her performance is truly...eccentric." ★彡 Korean figure skater Y/n Kim was used to amazing the crowd with her unique figure skating style. Growing up in Japan for most of her life, she became best friends with Yūri Katsuki. When things seem to go down hill after his loss at the finals, things change when Yūri's idol becomes his coach. At the same time, he faces competition to win Y/n's heart. Note; this is a trashy story I wrote freshman year of high school. Various x reader Highest #118 in Fanfiction Highest #1 in Yuri Katsuki Highest #2 in Yuri on Ice Highest #1 in anime Highest #2 in Ice

Gritabas mi nombre entre lamentos desesperados y lágrimas que, por primera vez, parecían verdaderas. Pero era demasiado tarde, yo ya me había ido.

Everybody knows that Minami Kenjirou is Yuuri Katsuki's biggest fan. Right? And no one could possibly challenge that...right? (Cover art not mine, all credit to the artist)

--the princess is a dragon and the prince is no hero. a lifetime is not enough to know someone. *** [yuri!!! on ICE] fanfic ©foreons 2016 Highest ranking: #365 in Fanfiction

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am I doing this right

A series of one shots and short stories that mildly continue off the story from 'Twitter'!

Króciutki, ale pełen fluffu one shot na Walentynkowy Challenge u Dziabary. Po trochu z każdego pairingu, czyli dla każdego coś miłego ;)

He had a great coach, a promising career in figure skating, the best rink mates, and his grandfather. There was everything in his life. And just like that, there was nothing.

Viktor Nikiforov was a lonely prince. He felt empty. He had lived his life deprived of love for 24 years, and now with his twenty fifth birthday around the corner as well as his coronation, he had a duty to choose an eligible partner to rule the kingdom with him. With Yakov constantly pestering him, and with the enormous pressure building on him, he throws a ball where he is forced to choose a suitable partner to marry. Or at least that was the plan. The young price certainly doesn't expect to be swept off his feet by the kingdom's florist, and things get more complicated than necessary. •••• Forget-Me-Not plants symbolize true love. The forget-me-not flowers are a medium, "true blue". And as the name suggests, they are given or used to decorate gifts with the hope the recipient will not forget the giver. It also symbolizes faithful love and memories.

•just some drawings I think are good enough to post on the Internet for people to critique :) comment and tell me what you think• Note: I began this book a while ago, so most of the early drawings DO NOT reflect the style I draw in now, and I'd like to think I've improved a bit throughout this. If you'd like to skip the crappy fetus sketches entirely, I think I start to improve at drawing #34 ^-^

Love can be glorious, a cruel thing that you mustn't waste, especially was it's true and pure. But what if it wasn't on purpose? True love isn't a soulmate that has been bound to you through space and time, they're just the roll of the dice held by a higher being's hands. Especially when the lovers seem like polar opposites.

Éste fic está reescrito de: Cómo un fénix, ya que por algunas cuestiones, lo estoy volviendo a hacer. Yuuri es un patinador inseguro, que ahora que Viktor lo ha rechazado, su baja autoestima le ha generado depresión. ¿Cómo salir de ese agujero? ¿Qué hacer cuando ya no le encuentras sentido a tu vida? Es hora de resurgir entre las cenizas como un fénix, aún más hermoso y valiente que el anterior.