Outside the window he can hear the sea calling, its magic tingling in his blood. The longing will never leave him, he knows; it is as integral to his body as the sealskin folded up in his suitcase. But now the crashing of the waves is mixed with the rhythm of Viktor’s breathing, slow and steady in sleep. Yuuri smiles and entangles their right hands, watching the moonlight glance off the golden bands on their fingers.
And then he tucks himself closer into the warm embrace of his husband, and dreams of perfect endings.
back 2 fic speedraws,,,,this time for “beside the dancing sea” by @omgkatsudonplease! this was one of the first fanfics i read for yoi (and also in my life bc i didn’t get into fanfic until this show stole my heart), and BOI!!!! i binged it in 1 night!!!!! it was such a stressful read because it IS a selkie love story, and if any of y’all know anything about selkie romances...they’re pretty tragic. but i held on to the happy ending and i had real tears in my eyes when i finished this :’) i can easily say this is one of my favourite fics!!! lily, thank you for writing this, and you’re also great to talk to!!! even though most of our discord conversations end up being really weird and nsfw lol :P
“You’re a mystery,” Viktor said, stepping closer and insinuating himself firmly within the circle of Yuuri’s personal space. He backed up, until his spine was flush to the door. One of Viktor’s arms rose up to bracket him against it, and said man leaned forward to close the gap between their faces, leaving them just a breath apart. “The more I see, the more I find myself wanting to know everything about you. I want to figure you out, Yuuri.”
Yuuri shivered, wanting to melt through the door, desperate to get away from Viktor by any means necessary. The other man knew too well what effect he had on Yuuri, used it to his advantage by pressing in close. But the wood remained stubbornly solid. “Nothing to know,” he said, voice wavering into thin air at the end. “In six months, I’ll be free. You won’t see me again.”
“So that’s it?” Viktor asked, the end of his question coming out clipped. “You still won’t consider my offer? What does Minami offer that I do not?”
There was no answer Yuuri could give without betraying himself, his family, entirely. If he told Viktor—about the kumicho, the debt he had to pay, the reason he agreed to this suicide-trap of a mission—what would it really do but exchange one leash for another? At least he understood the kumicho, knew that he traded in power and wealth and fear, despised him for it. But for all Viktor said he was the mystery, Yuuri was only just beginning to understand what drove Viktor and what he was fighting for. Everything else about the man remained elusive, like trying to trap smoke between his fingers.
Better the devil you know, Yuuri had always heard. It was difficult to convince himself of that, caged as he was between Viktor’s body and the door. The offer on the table sounded too good to be true. Mila’s words came flooding back to him; Viktor takes care of his own, she’d said, and he wanted to believe her. Would it be so bad to be owned by someone like him?
The thought was as repulsive as it was seductive.
@witchsbane OKAY STORYTIME so I was browsing thru the enemies to lovers tag on ao3, and then I came across “kintsugi”, which I’ve heard about a couple times already. now, I was also thirsty for a mafia fic, so I thought “well, I guess i’ll give it a read?”, and because I am a Fool who doesn’t know what moderation is, I binged the entire thing and slept at 6:30 am :))) this is a REALLY WELL RESEARCHED MAFIA FIC, ACTION PACKED, VERY TENSE, ALSO BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN AND VERY H O T god the sexual tension is killing me ;_; witchsbane you’re going to kill me and I welcome death with open arms :D I also love talking to you even though are conversation topics are…..questionable……BUT!!!! I always laugh really hard so it’s fine!!!
also the worst thing I’ve ever created is under the cut, be warned it is,,,,,,really the worst thing I’ve ever created
I wasn’t kidding when I said this is the worst thing I’ve ever created, someone snap my arms off
Yuuri brushes past it all. He steps into the bubble of Victor’s personal space and slips his arms around him.
“Yuuri!” Victor says delightedly. He squeezes him tight. “What’s this for?”
“I just wanted to,” Yuuri says, muffled.
“That’s my favorite reason,” Victor says.
From “Properties of Magnetism” by meadowfoam!!! idk if you have a tumblr but uh;;;;;;;;this fic is really good????????? please go read it??????? i am always W EA K for a Clingy Victor mmmyeah hugs/10
“A human baby!?” Viktor clarified, turning to Yuuri with his eyes wide.
“As opposed to what!?” Yuuri stared at him, and Viktor realized that maybe most people didn’t have to make the mental clarification between human and dog babies.
@yoyoplisetsky SOME POOBIES!!!!! FOR YOUR FIC “of poodles and human babies”!!!!!!!!! ANYWAYS CARY IS A GREAT PERSON, V AMAZING, A MOM FRIEND ON THE DISCORD CHAT, OVERALL ADORABLE POOBIES/10 i haven’t read catfish yet BUT i will get on it!!!!!!!!!!
It brings Victor some measure of satisfaction to hear Yuuri sputter and stammer beside him, flailing for a response. “I don’t—why would you ask that?”
“I haven’t,” Victor continues. “Not once, but I’d like to be, some day.”
Yuuri says nothing and they keep walking, the sound of their footsteps and the wind brushing through the tall grass of the meadow around them filling the silence. Victor wishes he had the courage to turn and face Yuuri, to do something about this knot tangled in his heart, but the coward in him refuses.
“You will,” Yuuri says when they’ve neared the edge of the meadow, the sun already beginning its descent downwards above them.
Victor reaches back to touch his ponytail, the ribbon Yuuri gave him earlier like lead in his hair. “But not with you.”
The silence tenses, and when Yuuri releases it with a sigh it sounds so, so weary, like a gust of wind dwelling in a cavern, hollow and empty.
“No,” he says softly as they tread onto the dirt road, leaving the meadow behind them and stepping foot into the poorer parts of Pheme again. “Not with me.”
@grayclouds ok my dudes, “dancing daffodils”????? BEAUTIFUL FIC. wonderful mix of fantasy elements and greek mythology, and also a HUGE ANGST-FEST, I've died 5 times reading each update :) each character has such an interesting backstory and i’m so excited to see where this is gonna end up!!! please give this fic some love <3 <3
Yuuri had heard many opinions about the state of their world, but one that really struck something deep inside of him was that because of everything they had been through; no more separate nations or government, banding together to fight a war against another race, and rebuilding a planet from its ashes to prosperity, humans were closer now than ever. While Yuuri could understand the sentiment, he couldn’t say that he agreed in the slightest. As a result of the planet being dragged through hell and back, he couldn’t help but feel like humans were more disconnected from one another than ever before.
@smoothease hello i bestow upon you a yuuri on this fine sunday night, anyways your fic “sector 50″ is REALLY GOOD so far, really excited to see where the plot’s headed!! sci-fi, military, post-alien apocalypse fic that i highly recommend!!!!!!!!
“It means bravery, you know,” Yuuri says, and it feels like tentative courage, Midas gold in his gut.
Understanding is traded, one commodity they’ve yet to exhaust.
Victor pauses, mug raised halfway to his lips. “The tattoo? I’m aware, yes.”
The mug resumes its upward trajectory.
@astoryaboutwar OK HOLY FUCK LEMME TELL Y’ALL ABOUT “OUR DOUBTS ARE TRAITORS” i was very wary going into this fic because i don’t really like to read post break-up fics BUT DAMN!!!!!!!! THIS IS????? REALLY WELL WRITTEN!!!!!!!!! VERY POETIC, FILLED WITH ALLUSIONS, VERY PAINFUL BUT I WELCOME SWEET DEATH WITH OPEN ARMS EVERY TIME THIS UPDATES anyways ily AND ALSO check out her other writing, it’s also realllly good!!!!!!! bitter exes and tattoos / 10
Victor is frozen in Yuuri's gaze, not sure if he should speak or not.
“As I thought, you're awake,” Yuuri's gait is oddly graceful as he makes his way to the chair beside the bed and sits. His arms are crossed as he says, “Do you mind if I have a chat with you?”
Victor has to grip Makkachin's paw to make sure they don't do anything aggressive. Then, replies, “Sure, from what I heard in the hallway, we have a lot to talk about.”
@roseus-jaeger ok, so “together, we stand” made me REALLY glad I decided to stalk the “enemies to lovers” tag on AO3 or else I would’ve missed this gem! AMAZING WORLDBUILDING (so much detail put into it i’m in awe) AND ALSO A TRASH DAD YOU KNOW I’M A SLUT FOR TRASH DADS blease give yuuri and victor the happiness they deserve ;_; rose, you’re an awesome person on the discord chat and I always love talking to you! i’m sorry I haven’t gotten around to reading the latest update yet because of Who I Am As A Person, but please accept this lil doodle as an apology :’) (I also drew victor here) anyways pls give this fic some love <3 <3
