Valentine’s Day Fic List
Share FOURTEEN of your favorite pair or couple-centric fics in honor of February 14th to complete the challenge! As an added bonus, share five of your own.
This is a great way to help show your fellow writers some love and appreciation.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
What a wonderful idea!! Time to show some love to some of my favourite fics of all time <3 <3 <3
in no particular order as I love all of them equally and for many different reasons
fur-real by @sarah-yyy ~ Otayuri
He’s just about to do them both the favour of ending this very awkward Skype call when Yuri lets out a soft gasp, and says, “Is that your cat?”
“What?” Otabek asks, and turns to see the calico cat that’s so fond of trespassing into his apartment perching on his bedside table. He blinks at the cat a little, and then turns back to Yuri, who is beaming at him, clearly excited to see the cat. “Yeah,” he fucking lies. “Yeah, that’s definitely my cat.”
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Liquor Stash by @severeminx ~ Otayuri
I want him.
When the full realisation hit him, Yuri felt as though he couldn’t breathe. Detached and fleeting thoughts that had passed through his mind finally took shape in these three words at that exact moment. […]
In which Yuri Plisetsky invites Otabek Altin over to stay with him in Saint Petersburg, freaks out over his feelings and delves into Lilia’s liquor stash.
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Amor Vincit Omnia by @AuthorMAGrant ~ Otayuri/Victuuri/SaraMila
Otabek Altin is the Brotherhood’s most diligent soldier, expertly hunting and killing the vampiric enemies of humanity, until he faces a bloodthirsty Russian punk named Yuri who kicks his ass … and captures his attention as no one else ever has. The lines between hatred and lust blur, and the deeper Otabek falls into Yuri’s world, the more he questions the Brotherhood and its orders. Now, what should have been a simple eradication trip to America has become a fight to determine whether Otabek will remain the obedient soldier of his youth or the warrior who may earn a love he’s never deserved.
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From Almaty, With Love by @boxwineconfession ~ Otayuri
It’s quiet here. Even if the car alarm on the neighbor’s goddamn BMW has been going off for the past twenty minutes. Quiet, even though the alarm’s got the neighbor’s dog howling like crazy, and the neighbor works second shift and isn’t there to comfort the dumb dog.
It’s quiet…They haven’t spoken to each other since that morning, when Yuri went off to go see his tutor, and Otabek went off to do whatever the hell it was he did in the mornings before he hit the rink.
“You’re used to the noise?”
“Yeah, but…I think I like the quiet too.”
Or: Yuri spends the summer with Otabek in Almaty.
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Yuri, we must keep him by @aftgonice ~ Otayuri
AU in which everything is the same except Yuri can talk to cats and it’s his cat’s POV.
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I can see you in the stars by @pixielle ~ Otayuri
“You know, Hevelius only created Lynx as a constellation because you have to have the eyes of a tiger to spot it, not because it looks like anything feline. It got mistranslated between Polish and English, people started calling it Lynx instead of Tigris in official journals.”
Otabek pauses and wonders if Yuri’s listening, or if he cares. Otabek doesn’t know if he even cares. He continues anyway.
“The brighter one next to it, that’s the tip of Ursa Major, the Great Bear. I think they ended up backwards, you’d think the tiger would be defined and strong always with the bear hibernating the winter away. But it’s not, Lynx fades in and out of view all the time.”
Or, sometimes all it takes to be true to yourself is to be true to someone else.
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First Kiss by @phaytesworld ~ JJBek
Otabek spent time training with JJ in Canada - Just a soft fluffy boys kissing.
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Prospettiva Plisetsky by @urielsgate ~ Otayuri
(in Italian only for now but, hopefully soon, it will be translated in English! <3)
-Si può sapere che cazzo stai facendo?- il dorso della mano destra di Yuri Plisetsky scattò secco contro il tocco titubante delle dita di Katsuki Yuuri.
-Ah, sei sveglio…- Yuuri ritrasse la mano prendendo le distanze dal futon semi distrutto occupato dal ragazzino russo che, da sotto uno scompiglio di ciocche bionde, lo fissava ancora mezzo addormentato. Ma sufficientemente incazzato.
-Scusami…io, ecco… sono le otto passate e giù la colazione è pronta da un pezzo, così insomma sì, ho pensato di svegliarti e…-
Plisetsky ringhiò tra i denti qualcosa di umanamente incomprensibile e iniziò a stirarsi per quella che a Yuuri parve un’eternità.
-Bussare no, eh?-
-Veramente… ho bussato per dieci minuti-
-Beh, la prossima volta, se proprio devi, vedi di bussare più forte, okay?- Plisetsky lo fissò senza celare l’inesauribile vastità del fastidio che Katsuki riusciva ogni volta a scatenargli nelle vene. -Guarda, vuoi farmelo un bel favore? Sì? Bene, allora passami i jeans e vedi di levarti dalle palle, grazie infinite, sayonara, addio-
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Target Mission: Seduce the F*ck Out of Rival Kazakh Spy by @butai-trash & @erodaii ~ JJBek
There are many factors that can compromise a mission: a cunning target, a ridiculously drawn-out car chase gone wrong, a piece of spy equipment inconveniently malfunctioning at an incredibly crucial time, and -
“Hey sweetheart! We meet again eh?”
- an annoying, obnoxiously good-looking unprecedented third party hellbent on destroying every last fibre of Otabek’s patience.
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AC789 by orphan account ;__; (why did you delete your AO3 account, you wonderful writer?) ~ JJBek
Otabek Altin and Jean-Jacques Leroy join the Mile High Club.
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I Put A Spell On You (Because You’re Mine) by @findyouranchorpoint ~ JJBek (for now) Otapliroy (to come)
After the fall of the USSR, someone could count the number of living witches in Kazakhstan on one hand. So when Otabek Altin was born with powers that developed over time, he had to flee and hide how closely Magic kept him to its chest. Magic had other plans for the witch, and he finds himself suddenly bound to a familiar.
psss ~ I made some art for this fic, here and here <3
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I don’t hate you by @blownwish-blog ~ JJBek
How could Jean think Otabek would ever hate him?
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Tutto ciò che è sul ghiaccio (noi lo chiamiamo Amore) by @nehart82 ~ Vichris/Victuuri/Otayuri/ChrisMM
(in Italian only, for now)
Cosa legava e - forse - tutt’ora lega Christophe Giacometti a Viktor Nikiforov? Che ombre nascondeva il giovane coach russo, prima di incontrare Yuuri? E cosa non ci è stato raccontato di quanto accaduto tra Viktor e Yuuri, Otabek e Yurio, Chris e tutti gli altri nei giorni della finale del Gran Prix, a Barcellona? Questa storia parla di amori che mutano, di amori che crescono e amori che nascono. Dell'essere visti davvero e dell'essere raggiunti. Perché tutto ciò che è sul ghiaccio, noi lo chiamiamo Amore.
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Serpentine by @prillalar ~ JJBek
Pre-canon. While training in Canada, JJ and Otabek share time and a few other things together.
When Otabek gets off the ice after his early morning solo practice, JJ is always there, leaning over the boards in a red warm-up jacket and grinning at him.
[[[ But I must say I ABSOLUTELY LOVE also this one that is only on tumblr ]]]
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BONUS: I’m primarily an artist than a writer, but I do write sometimes. This is all I have to offer…
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