Vikturi Stories

-ONGOING A collection of Victuuri oneshots written by yours truly. Open to requests!!! (Warning, I do write our boys swearing!!) Art on the cover is by gearous!!! I don't own Yuri on ice AT ALL. (Though I love these boys to death) Started: April 18th, 2021. Ended: ?

Yuri and Viktor parted ways after Grand Prix, their relationship coming to an end because of it. Yuri, filled with anger and hatred, has thrown away his life and fallen into despair. He hasn't given up on skating, though. In fact, he's doing the opposite. He wants to beat Viktor and he's hurting himself in the process. Viktor, on the other hand, wishes to turn back time. He wants to change everything. He never wanted to break Yuri's heart. That was never his intention. And, when he gains an email from Yuri, all he has to do is figure out how to do exactly that- turn back time. But, turning back time is impossible. And, with the rings lost, they have no hope. Yet, didn't the store owner say something? Weren't they supposed to remember something? Maybe they never will...

A fanfic by Nikkita Bruce and Juliet Raisa This was my 1st fanfic so I do apologise for it not being amazingly beautiful but I hope you like it.😛 please follow my friend Julia on Instagram (_erat0xic_) to see her amazing art work including the cover for this fanfic c: ho

Yuri and viktor have been together for two years now. With them already living together and their marriage coming soon there is no telling what kind of sinful pleasures take place in that house behind viktors red door.

They were just two souls, yet their love makes them inseparable [A Victuuri Poem]

Title explains it all. Yuri On Ice Fan-fiction. Cover art does not belong to me.

sup, quick scene change from the new episode that came out like litterally an hour ago as im writting this (EP 10 i believe) and this is gon be a change of endings after Yuri places the ring on Viktor, Viktor then returns the favour...with a little added bonus #CheekyLemon

WARNING!!!~ These contain, fluff, smuts/lemons and daddy kinks! and some classic (reader x character)

Just a bunch'a one shots, I don't write too often, but I hope you enjoy my writing anyways C: Cover art is NOT mine! Credit to whoever the artist is, they look amazing if you find them please tell me so I can credit them!

I can't really do descriptions but I'll try... 'The Irish tiger of luck', some called her. Y/n L/n is a 15 year old girl who is a talented figure skater but hasn't competed in many competitions. When her home in Ireland is burned down by a candle nocked over by a sheep. What will happen in her future? YOU KNOW WHAT?! READ TO FIND OUT!

Hi! I'm Yuri Katsuki and this is my diary! I hope you enjoy the things that I write and that I can make you laugh, cry and smile! Please don't cry thought. ;-;

Victuri AU where Viktor and Yuri are penfriends. - Hope you enjoy!! None of the characters are mine, they all belong to Mitsurō Kubo and the creators of Yuri!!! on ICE.

Whenever Yuri got nervous, usually he would just run to Ice Castle and practice. And let's face it, Victor could make him really nervous. This is a FanFiction based on the Japanese anime series Yuri!!! On Ice. I do not own any of the characters.

❄️ A collection of one-shots that started as a 30-day OTP challenge and ended up being a Wattpad story of everyone's favorite ice-skating duo. Enjoy! ❄️

Song fic based on High Enough by K.Flay ao3 (where this was originally posted): Extract

Co gdyby Yuri kazał Victorowi wycofać się z jego życia? Co się stanie, gdy Victor go posłucha? ~One-shot~ ~Victuuri~

so this is mostly fluff it talks place at the end of the grand prix final and in the russian national trunament therre might be so otebak x yurio but i don't really know. this pic is not mine i got it off the internet:)

Vikturi AU, in which you and your soulmate both receive a message on your wrist on the day of the younger one's 16th birthday saying that you are soulmates. You are both posted a specific pen to write to your soulmate on your wrist with. Do not steal the pen concept. Characters do not belong to me.