#yoiprideweek

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[plasmoduck]

YOI pride week day 6: Voices “Hearing your voice makes me smile, every day.”

[littorella]

The BFFs for @yoiprideweek Day 7 All my ❤️ to each and every one of you

[gabzjones]

DAY SIX; VOICES

Written for @yoiprideweek

Pairing: Victuuri Rating: M (For later chapters) Warnings: None Summary: For as long as Yuuri could remember, sounds had evoked colours. Hues blending into the world as someone spoke, painting the air with the sounds of life. Real, beautiful, terrifying all at once. Ever since he was a child, he’d had the desire to turn the things he sees into art, the wish to show the world what they can’t see without his help.

But the inspiration for his most beloved pieces was that of Victor Nikiforov; a figure skater dancing on the ice, creating art of his own. Yuuri just wanted to know Victor, to learn who he was through his art. He had no idea that Victor would one day see the art he’d been inspiring.

“Victor… we’re gonna get caught...” Beyond the door was a room full of people and his art. Family, friends, press, art critics. It had started innocently enough, Victor dragging them away to shower Yuuri with affection. He was ridiculous, but completely adorable, and Yuuri couldn’t find it in himself to deny him. But now he was pressed against the wall, Victor’s fingers moving under Yuuri’s suit coat, lips brushing against his neck. Victor’s every touch set a fire inside Yuuri, an intense need to have him closer, so much closer, but this was not the time or the place.

“You worry too much,” Victor chuckled, soft colour fluttering by Yuuri’s vision for just a moment before his eyes were closing, fingers tangled in silver hair as Victor brushed a hand over his hip, soft kisses peppering his skin.

“The press are gonna want to talk to me…” Yuuri wasn’t sure who he was trying to convince more; Victor or himself.

“Say it one more time and I’ll let you go,” Victor’s smirk was full of mischief, and through Yuuri knew it would be more fun to deny him, Yuuri enjoyed saying it just as much as Victor enjoyed hearing it.

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[littlestarlost]

YOI Pride Week, Day 1: Revelations

(the first in a series of ficlets for @yoiprideweek)

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i. crashing slowly, the bugs are in me

What if I threw the ring into the river?

Isabella’s hand tightens on the bridge’s iron railing as she looks down, and a wave of vertigo crashes over her.

It would be so easy.

The engagement ring is large—probably too large, if she’s brutally honest. It encapsulates her skin all day, blocking out the sun and leaving an ugly white echo of itself that's as permanent as a tattoo. Even when it’s off, it’s still on.

But it’s still just a ring. It would fly in a beautiful long arc, gracefully winking in the sun before disappearing into the water with barely a splash.

What if I threw the ring into the river?

She doesn’t want to do it. Tears well up at the thought of it. She thinks of the look on JJ’s face when he got down on one knee, how the word yes left her lips before he’d even had a chance to ask, and how in that moment everything seemed to glow so beautifully and the world seemed perfect. That moment wasn’t dishonest; that memory remains untainted.

But still she’s here, mercifully alone, standing on a bridge in a city where people only know her in the context of ice rink seats and Instagram selfies. The people here don’t recognize her on the street, don’t track down and like every single photo and tweet she’s ever made, don’t gush out their envy at her lot in life.

Right now it doesn’t matter if Bella says the words that are bubbling away beneath her skin, boiling her alive, making it nearly impossible to act as if everything’s normal and okay, because everything is not normal nor okay, because I don’t think I’m straight.

[averagecryptid]

Day 3 - Yes Because nothing underlines a "yes" more than a very enthusiastic hug.

[yoiprideweek-blog]

do you guys have a discord group?

we do now! come and join the pride parade at https://discord.gg/SptyNR3(note: this link will expire after the first 50 joins, and we’ll generate another one afterwards)

[melliejellie]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My ficlet for Day 2 of YOI Pride Week is up!

Day 2: Overcoming 

Since Victor and Yuuri returned from the Cup of China, everything has accelerated. Their training regimen is tougher to prepare Yuuri for the Rostelecom Cup. There are more press events in Japan as they try to capitalize on his momentum, and Yuuri needs to be ready for those, too.

Business has picked up at the onsen as visitors book rooms to be near Victor Nikiforov and/or Katsuki Yuuri, though there’s still mercifully a large amount of patrons who have no idea who either of them are.

Victor’s connections with Yuuri’s family members have grown, too. He laughs more with Mari and helps Toshiya with chores, but it’s his mornings with Hiroko he cherises most. As the earliest risers, Victor and Hiroko have an amicable routine of drinking tea together first thing in the morning. Hiroko tries out new English she’s picked up to talk to Victor while he tries his best to impress her with the Japanese he’s learning.

Then there’s Yuuri. He initiates kisses with Victor more now, in stolen moments at the rink or around the house. Lately, when Victor pulls him closer, he doesn’t pull away, but gives in. To a point.

Everything is progressing.

With one notable exception.

Continue reading on Ao3.

Catch up on Day 1 (Revelations) if you missed it.