Welcome to another edition of the Otayuri Writers Collective not-so-weekly 3x3 fic recs! Thank you for all your support! Here are 3 SFW and 3 NSFW fics we’re featuring this week.
Otabek visits Yuri in St Petersburg and he can't help but feel nervous.
Endurance and Peach Tea by chapstickaddict
Yuri hummed. His body didn’t uncurl, but instead of pressing his face into the fold of his legs, he rested it on his crossed forearms. Tilting his face towards Otabek, he looked for the bronze metal. The colorful ribbon snuck into the folds of his jacket, hiding his prize from view. Yuri reached out, and Otabek let him pull the ribbon to bring the metal into the light.It was beautiful. Heavy and ornate, with the front masterfully detailed. The perfect symbol of success. Yuri flipped it over, admiring Otabek’s name carved along the back. Wait. “Did they spell your name wrong?” he demanded, straightening. Otabek made a noise beside him.
It takes three years for Yuri to figure himself out and get his head on right. He drags everyone along for the ride. Otabek is the only one to go willingly.
Sonata In A Major by Lumieres
Yuri is like a meteorite, caught in his atmosphere. If he doesn’t take care of him, he’ll completely burn up, and there won’t be anything left for him to salvage.
(Or: Three times, Yuri and Otabek kiss, only to never speak about it again.)
Baptism by InsominiacArrest
Yuri Plisetsky has been waiting to lose his virginity to his boyfriend (and also take his boyfriend’s virginity) and on his 18th birthday, he gets his wish.
follow up: Otabek and Yuri have been apart for a couple months and finally get to reunite.
Something More Involved Than Lame-Ass Handjobs by martialartist816
Otabek is too damn perfect. Plain and simple. It frustrates Yuri to no end, but he loves him all the same.
Yuri tucks his face into his outflung arm. "I haven't done anything with anyone." Since it's Otabek, he doesn't have to explain. He can just look at the way the grass bends under his arm, trace his eyes down the blades into the shadow of his body. "You didn't tell me how it doesn't work. I want to know."
Otabek sighs. "It doesn't fit."
As if Yuri could resist that challenge.