Yuri!!! on Career Week

A Yuri!!! on Ice alternative career AU fest... inspired by your job IRL! Runs from 20 to 27 November 2017. About & FAQ || AO3 || DW

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[29 Nov] Day 8 + 2, and a huge thank you.

Art

Tiger-watching safari tourist guide!Yuri and computer engineer!Otabek - Kanami / @weekly-otayuri​

Fic

The Cat Sitting Business - @nbchannibalopinions [job: pet sitter; pairing: Chris/his boyfriend]

And that’s a wrap for this fest!

I hope the prompt has inspired some of us, even if we didn’t manage to finish our works in time. (RL and work are tricky like that!)

Thank you all so much for your support. <3

[weekly-otayuri]

I’m super late for Yuri!!! on Career Week but I wanted to post this anyway!!

AU where Yuri is a tourist guide in a Tiger watching safari. Otabek is a computer engineer that works nearby.

This kind of AU made sense in me and my friend’s minds

I’m sorry

[nbchannibalopinions]

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

Yuri!!! On Ice Fan Fiction for @yoi-career-week Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Relationships: Christophe Giacometti/Christophe Giacometti’s Boyfriend, Christophe Giacometti & Christophe Giacometti’s Boyfriend Characters: Christophe Giacometti, Christophe Giacometti’s Boyfriend, Christophe Giacometti’s Cat (mentioned) Additional Tags: YOI Career Week, YOI Career Week 2017, Pet Sitting, Cat Sitting, First Meeting, First Meetings, alternative universe, alternative job, alternative employment Language: English Words: 3045 *Summary: Christophe Giacometti takes up a brief side job to earn more money to fund his trip to Barcelona, Spain. In his quest for employment, Christophe meets an interesting employer. Notes: For YOI Career Week between November 20th - 27th; The prompt is to create a fan fiction based on a job that you had in the past, currently have now, or would want in the future. I chose a job that I currently have: cat sitting. If you want to learn the specifics about my job, feel free to leave a comment! I pretty much went into detail about my experience with some added changes, but I’d love to get asked about what it’s like to pet sit.

     For the first time in half a decade, Christophe Giacometti was faced with an unnerving sensation that he had only experienced one other time in his life. He was undergoing flashbacks of his first job interview, which had proved to be an exercise of upmost stress and anxiety. At the naive age of twenty and heavy with the burden of his school studies, managing to persuade the stern employers in a small, stuffy office space to hire him had proven to be a challenge enough. It was bizarre to be undergoing some of these same emotions for a situation where he was going to be cat sitting for two weeks, not work for a big name company.      “Why am I so anxious about this job? I know how to take care of a cat. I own a cat!” Christophe thought to himself as he trudged ahead down the sidewalk, his hands in his jacket’s pockets on the cool and windy day. He guided himself past walkers as his nerves continued to act up.      When the year had begun, Christophe had promised to himself to take a lovely vacation in Barcelona, Spain if he managed to save enough from overtime hours to pay off the expenses. By the end of August, Christophe had been able to start planning out his elaborate retreat. He loved to watch figure skating competitions on television and had felt it was time to see a major competition in person. However, the costs of the trip were much higher than he had initially assumed they would be. The hotel’s room rate and the flight tickets were the two commodities that were going to drain the trip’s budget. Christophe needed a way to earn more money without dipping into his souvenir and food funds. 

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[29 Nov] Day 8 + 1

No new items to report! :)

And on that note, happy birthday, Yuuri! Thank you for blessing this fandom. 

[yoi-career-week]

[28 Nov] Day 8

Fic

this word used to mean something else (1/2) - flailingensues (AO3) [job: college teaching assistant; pairing: Victuuri]

And that’s the last day of the Fest! Thank you all so much for your support. I hope you had fun. <3

I’ll be checking back and re-blogging stuff up to 29 November, so it’s still not too late if you'd like to submit something but need a bit more time. :)

[yoi-career-week]

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

flailingensues on AO3 has posted a fic! :)

Title: this word used to mean something else (1/2)

Summary: 

Yuuri has three objectives for this semester: 1, figure out where Phichit gets his hamsters from, 2, survive his TA job, hopefully without having to fail anyone for plagiarism, and 3, not fall for the mysterious student who writes perfect essays and sticks encouragement notes in his folder. And if he fails all three, well, at least he didn’t go down without a fight.

[yoi-career-week]

[26 Nov] Day 7 + Announcement

No new items to report!

Tomorrow (27 Nov, Mon) will be the last day of the Fest. However, I’ll still check and reblog any new items for 2 more days after that, i.e. until the close of 29 Nov. :)

I hope everyone has a good rest this Sunday night, like Victor is, the better to face Monday!

[yoi-career-week]

[25 Nov] Day 6

Art

Chemical Engineer Yuuri - by @ferizschnuna

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It's the weekend! Take a leaf from Victor's book, chill out, and have a good, well-earned break!

[ferizschnuna]

Hullo @yoi-career-week ! Hope it’s not too late to join the hype. This submission is also the first time I use Photoshop sooo it may be not good enough but at least I’ve tried T^T Ok so this is an AU where Yuuri work as chemical engineer (that is also my dream job)!

[yoi-career-week]

[24 Nov] Day 5

Fic

so baby be the life of the party (1/?) - by @teekettle [job: part time, parties & events; rating: T; pairing: Victuuri]

And a heads up that yesterday's untitled Victuuri finance/accountant fic by @justrae2010 has been posted on AO3 as "The Only Number I Care About Is Yours" - here!

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Anyway, Friday's over! Run towards the weekend like these reporters are running towards a Victor sighting!

[teekettle]

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

so baby be the life of the party (4655 words) by La_Temperanza Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov, Phichit Chulanont, Yuri Plisetsky Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff and Humor, Birthday Party, YOI Career Week, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Innuendo, Single Parents Summary:

As far as part-time jobs go, dressing up as cartoon animals and performing for children’s parties isn’t the most orthodox nor glamorous line of work, but Yuuri likes it well enough. Especially when his idol, famous movie actor Viktor Nikiforov, comes into the shop wanting to plan a birthday for his soon to be six-year old step-brother, Yuri.

(Or the one where Yuuri obliviously seduces Viktor with balloon animals.)

My submission for @yoi-career-week ! :D

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[23 Nov] Day 4

Art

Domestic Podium Love - by @rinya-kid [jobs: home baker, illuatrator; pairing/character: Victuuri, Yurio]

Fic

Untitled fic - by @justrae2010 [job: finance, accountant; pairing: Victuuri]

There Is (7/?) - by @antarespromise [job: medical doctor; rating: M; pairing: Victuuri]

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Thursday's over! Just one more day left to the weekend. Hang in there, like how Otabek is hanging in there at ballet class!

P.S. I've always wondered if the ballet teacher was a younger Victor...

[antarespromise]

Katsuki Yuuri. 26. M.D.

After years of studying, writing big, expensive exams, Yuuri introduced himself as Dr. Katsuki for the first time.

Residency opened more cans of worms than he ever prepared for, along with one pleasant surprise: Dr. Victor Nikiforov.

* * * @yoi-career-week Thank you for running this, here’s a story set in the medical world.

💙

[rinya-kid]

Domestic Podium Love

Yuri and Victor baking and decorating the Romantic Birthday checkered cake ♡ While Yurio lounges yet he can’t help but draw the two being adorkables… he’ll never admit to that tho x’D

Home baker + illustrator ☆ For @yoi-career-week QvQ I didn’t get to digitalize Yurio’s side before my trip so I just finished the sketch on the plane xD

Art by me Pixiv: https://touch.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=66015173

[justrae2010]

For @yoi-career-week representing the wonderful world of finance!

“Um, Victor? S-sorry to disturb you but, um-”

“What do you need me to sign?”

The Finance Director didn’t even look up from his desk, cheek propped up against his fist and silver bangs fluttered over his left eye. His right was glued to his computer screen, tiny frown marring his forehead as he analysed a spreadsheet with sharp cerulean blue eyes. They served him well - he had a reputation for being ruthlessly meticulous.

Maybe that was why he was cutting to the chase with Yuuri - after all, not many people came over to Victor’s part of the office except to ask for something. Usually his signature to release a payment.

Yuuri fumbled with the papers in his hands. “Um, this.”

He held the papers out with trembling hands, glad that at least they didn’t rustle traitorously with his shakes. Victor glanced at them out of the corner of his eye.

“They’re warranty credits for India. They, um, didn’t want to offset-”

The papers tugged out of Yuuri’s hands.

Whatever else Yuuri might have said died in his throat as Victor flipped the lid off his exquisite fountain pen with a pop and slapped the papers down on the desktop, eyes scouring over the cover sheet all the while. He turned the page with a flick of his fingers. Then the other. Then back to the cover sheet, scanning over the bank details one more time, nib of his pen resting by the dotted line above his typed name.

Yuuri’s heart was in his mouth.

Everybody knew about the Finance Director. Youngest director in the company’s history, ruthless and shrewd, absolutely brilliant… and devastatingly handsome. That silver hair and those crystal blue eyes had Yuuri all but melting into a puddle at his feet, the pale complexion of his skin looking so beautiful it was hard not to stare. But if he didn’t stare at Victor’s face, then his body was just as distracting. His suits were always perfectly crafted for his body, always the best colours and styles, emphasising the sleek lines of his slim torso and the all too perfect curve of his ass-

“Here.”

The paper waved under Yuuri’s nose with a flap.

Yuuri’s face flushed red.

Victor’s swirly elegant signature danced on the cover sheet in sleek black ink, still glinting in the lights as it dried. Yuuri just stared at it, mesmerised. It was beautiful.

The paper rustled, bobbing once.

Yuuri didn’t get the hint.

Not until a bored - almost glaring - gaze cast in his direction, reluctantly dragged away from the computer screen. It caught Yuuri’s eye instantly. He all but gasped, heat flooding his face with embarrassment. Pure disdain bled through the Director’s gaze, dark through the silvery lashes fanned over it, the dull boredom stark and sharp as he flickered away from the spreadsheet.

Yuuri felt his heart drop into his stomach, throat running dry. His mouth hung open gormlessly, face glowing red with humiliation.

Now, he got the hint.

His gaze dropped down to his shoes in a heartbeat and he gripped the papers just a little too hard as he took them back, fingers crinkling the pages ever so slightly.

He should go, he thought. He should go, and run, and hide under his desk for the rest of his life for being the most awkward AP Clerk in the history of the world who couldn’t even talk to the director to release a payment without screwing up -

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught Victor do a double take.

Those brilliant blue eyes had just started to swivel back to the computer screen after what must have been less than a second of a glare - though to Yuuri it had felt like a lifetime! - when the director’s neck whipped back to Yuuri, his gaze blinking wide. Yuuri glanced up through his lashes, hardly daring to look.

What he saw made his breath catch all over again - but for completely different reasons this time.

The glare was gone. Instead, Victor’s eyes sparkled and shimmered, blinked wide with surprise and delight instead of hooded with a glare. His thick silver eyelashes fluttered. His fringe had flicked out of his face, pretty pink lips parted and the tiniest of gasps passing through them, so quiet that Yuuri more saw than heard it. A blush stained the Director’s usually perfect porcelain cheeks. A blush!

Yuuri shuffled on his feet, feeling his own face darken. What had he done now? Did he have something on his face?

Then he blinked.

And - oh God, Victor was rising to his feet.

“Hi,” he smiled. Smiled. “I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Victor.”

Yuuri didn’t see the hand outstretched to him until the last minute, jostling the papers around to free up his suddenly very clammy right hand. A page fluttered to the floor. Damn it.

He wanted to leave it, forget it, find it in a second… only he desperately needed those documents that he’d put himself through such humiliation to get signed and he couldn’t afford to lose them now. All it would take would be a gust from a window, a door shutting too hard, somebody walking by just a little fast and the air could catch under the page, carry it away, lose it forever…

“I, um, sorry, I’ll just-”

“Here, let me-”

They both crouched.

They both reached for the paper.

They both paused, catching the other do the same - but not before their fingers had already bumped over the page, fingertips frozen. Their eyes linked, blinking up in the same moment. Neither one of them moved.

Victor was the first to smile. “You work in Celestino’s department, right?”

“Yeah, um, that’s right.”

“Are you the one that’s doing such beautiful work reconciling the control accounts?”

“I, um…” Yuuri cleared his throat. “Beautiful?” He’d never heard anybody call accounting beautiful before.

“Beautiful.” Victor reaffirmed. “The way you really understand the numbers, work out their secrets … you really tell a story with how you connect with the transactions instead of just trying to write off the balances. I admire that.”

Yuuri’s blush darkened, eyes dipping down to the fallen page on the floor. Victor hadn’t moved his hand, fingers still draped casually over his. Yuuri felt every millimetre of their contact, Victor’s skin cool to the touch and lifting the tiny hairs on the back of Yuuri’s hand to stand on end, sending shivers down his spine. He hoped Victor didn’t notice – that brilliant beam and those sharp blue eyes looked like they noticed everything though.

“Um, thanks.”

If he moved his hand now and pulled the page away, would Victor be offended? Would he take it personally? Yuuri didn’t dare move just in case, running through each possible escape scenario in his head and envisioning how badly it could go.

His thighs were starting to ache from crouching in such an awkward position, pinned under Victor’s gaze like it was a physical weight around his neck, holding him down from leaving.

“Are you studying?”

Yuuri internally groaned. Another question – another minute balanced on the floor, with his hand under Victor’s, when all he wanted to do was crawl into the bathroom and scream into his jumper-

“Y-yes,” was all he said aloud, instead of his internal monologue. “AAT Level 2 Accounting.”

“Going well?”

“So far, yes.”

Victor’s eyes shone, his smile widening a fraction. It looked genuine. “I’m glad.”

Sea green streaked through the director’s gaze at the upturn in the corner of his mouth, the colour warm and inviting compared to the ice chipped blue it swirled through. It fluttered butterflies in Yuuri’s stomach. The colours were dancing in the poor lights of the office, giving off a shine of their own. It was so pretty. Yuuri couldn’t stop staring and - oh God, now he couldn’t stop thinking about how pretty the rest of the director was too!

He barely noticed Victor’s hand shift beneath his, the smooth slither of skin on skin not enough to jolt Yuuri out of his coma. The loud click from his knees was though.

“Ow,” he winced, blinking down.

It was only then he realised they weren’t crouching anymore.

“Well, if you ever need any help-” Victor went on as if nothing had happened, stood in front of Yuuri with the stray paper in hand. “Or have any questions-” His fingers glided along the page - grazing over Yuuri’s. His eyes shone gloriously. “I’m always happy to help.”

Victor winked.

Yuuri felt the floor give out beneath him, heat flooding his face.

There was no mistaking that, not by anybody’s standards. A wink - the director was flirting with him! With him, a lowly clerk, who-

“You never told me your name.”

Yuuri gasped - he really needed to get out of his head and start concentrating on what Victor was saying, and doing, and-

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Victor tilt his head ever so slightly to the side, frown starting to furrow his brow and bright eyes marring with a touch of confusion. Yuuri swore silently in his head. He was doing it again, and Victor was noticing.

What had the question been again?

“Y-Yuuri,” he said, when he remembered. “Yuuri Katsuki.”

He tried to ignore the heat quickly gathering on his cheeks, but it wasn’t an easy feat when his blush only darkened more with every passing second, feeling Victor’s gaze look right through him. Like he could see what Yuuri was thinking, judging him. Maybe he could see it in Yuuri’s face or in his eyes, in the way Yuuri caught his lower lip in his teeth just to stop himself from accidentally blabbing even though he just couldn’t stop the words in his head-

But then Victor was smiling again and Yuuri just forgot how words worked entirely in that moment, Victor’s face lighting up beautifully.

“Yuuri….” he toyed with the name, stretching out the syllables. Yuuri wanted to hear it again, watch it roll off Victor’s tongue, see the flash of delight in his gaze spark off all over again. “I look forward to seeing you again soon, Yuuri.”

There it was again!

Yuuri’s heartbeat was pounding in his fingertips as he felt his arm thud to his side, paper rustling. Victor had let go of the page.

Right - Yuuri was done.

Still, he got one more look at that glorious smile and those heart melting eyes, committing them to memory. He felt himself start to smile back - crooked and awkward compared to Victor’s smooth grin.

He didn’t care.

“You too … Victor.”

The papers wrinkled against his chest as he turned and clutched them tight, focusing on each crease he was bending into the pages rather than the eyes he could feel still watching him as he slowly walked away. The smile on his face stretched wider, something warm blooming pleasantly behind his ribcage.

He couldn’t wait for the next payment run.

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[22 Nov] Day 3

No new items to report!

The mid-week slump at work is always a tough one. Well done on surviving hump day, everyone! Minako invites you to her bar for a well-earned break. :)

[yoi-career-week]

Welp I discover this week sooo late. Wait for me; I prepare an art to post!

There's still plenty of time, don't worry! I'll also be checking for new submissions 1-2 days after the fest ends. :)(Personally, I haven't finished my piece yet. Oops!)