#dancer yuuri

Hi nonnie, here are some fics of Yuuri as a dancer/dance teacher, with at least a 20K wordcount:

(Don't) Ring the Wedding Bells by @cuttlemefishwrites [E, 45K]

As (loosely) inspired by real life, this is the wedding reception AU (you didn’t ask for, but will get) in which Yuuri Katsuki catches the bride’s bouquet and (shortly after) gets smashed at a wedding reception, then dirty dances with his best friend, (sort of) seduces a (hot) platinum-haired trust-fund baby named Viktor, and ends up being hounded for his identity (by said trust-fund baby and his friends and family) on social media.

do something pretty (while you can) by renaissance [T, 40K]

Everything is going wrong, and it’s all Viktor’s fault. It all started when he got Chris involved. That was a mistake. But no, it started before then. It started with Georgi and Anya. Even earlier, it started with one small victory that gave Viktor a lot of big ideas. It started when Lilia arrived with her ballet students on the very first day of term. Really, if Viktor’s being honest, it started the moment he met Yuuri.

Dog People by stillmadaboutpetra [E, 94K]

“I’m feeling like you have a mail-order Russian boytoy sleeping in your bed.”

“Phichit! Don’t call him that,” Yuuri snaps, ears scorched and heart kicked into fury. “Vicchan isn’t a – only you would say something – he’s just – it’s not – it’s not like that. It’s definitely not like that!”

Phichit takes a delicate sip of his tea, blinking far too innocently at Yuuri. “Oh? My, what a reaction. Tell me, Yuuri, what is it like? Because the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen apparently crawls on his knees for you and begs for your attention.”

OR

Yuuri thinks he's being scammed when the guy he almost slept with quite literally throws himself at Yuuri's feet and begs.

Olympic gold medalist Victor Nikiforov is, instead, casually falling apart.

same song, different dance by @crossroadswrite [T, 87K] *WIP

The line is silent for a moment, as Yuuri stands there, fingers getting progressively colder as he hears Minako breathe in his ear, not really willing to hang up first.

“The Grand Prix is just around the corner,” Minako says, her tone almost wistful.

He breathes out slowly to steady himself. “It is.”

“… Are you going to watch it?”

Yuuri shouldn’t. He knows it’ll feel awful to watch everyone he knows trying their best at something he loves when he can’t anymore. But it’s Phichit’s first year in the Grand Prix, and Victor’s competing, so…

“Of course,” he says, and is proud of how steady his voice comes out. He doesn’t know if it’s a lie or not.

(Or: in which Yuuri's Stammi Vicino skate never gets posted and he retires, Victor keeps himself skating for better or for worse, Yuri struggles with his debut, and missed opportunities have a way of righting themselves.)

Starlight by whatsup_buttercup [E, 21K]

“This is my room,” Viktor says breezily. “I’d love to give you your own space, but, well, the ship isn’t very big, and I imagine we’re going to be spending a lot of time together.”

Viktor’s not even looking at him, instead going over messages on his phone. Yuuri clenches his hands into fists. Since childhood, Viktor had been a dream to reach for, someone Yuuri aspired to meet one day, to dance on the same level with. Now he’s here to be his obedient, bedazzled whore; a decoration in this empty room.

Sugar by @weberina [M, 112K]

Tears pooled in Yuuri’s eyes as he rested his forehead on his tightly clasped hands. It was the dead of night, and he was bone tired from rehearsals and performances, but still he couldn’t sleep. His body began to shake and his fingers tightened their grip as he tried to control the sobs that came in quiet gasps. He bit his lower lip to stem the flow of tears, silently praying that no one else could hear him in that tiny apartment.

Yuuri is desperate to finish his final year in Juilliard, and is offered an unconventional solution to all his problems.

Other suggestions are welcome!

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Other people's rec:

Dancing with Victor by @justrae2010

i want to know your plans (and how involved in them i am) by wyverning

Move Your Body by @viktorbunny

The Skater and the Dancer by DawnOfTomorrow