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Here is my art for @viktuurifluffbang!

I was fortunate enough collaborate with @cinnamon-freckles to create this lovely lesbian AU, Blooming Lily! <3<3

“ Yuri, a semi successful mangaka, meets an attractive shop assistant at the bookstore she frequents. The foreign woman, an art student named Viktoriya, is a fan of Yuri aka Katsudon-sensei’s work. They strike up a friendship and the start of a romantic relationship over the course of a few months, and Yuri (due to past mishaps) needs to decide if she’ll come clean and tell Vika what her real job is:   actually writing the work - not editing it. Starring Phichit as Yuri’s best friend and co-worker (and resident match-maker), Makkachin as best dog, and the rest of the cast in various roles. ”

@viktuurifluffbang posting day is here!  I’m so excited!

This is the artwork to accompany chapter 2 of @lonesome-writer‘s fic.  Go read it!  ;)

Title:  Dreamcatcher (Read it on AO3!)

Author:  @lonesome-writer

Artist:  @jemsauceonice

Rated M

No warnings apply

Dream AU

Summary:

“Yuuri,” Viktor repeated, his eyes shining. “That’s a beautiful name. Suits you.”

Yuuri’s eyes went wide, but Viktor continued as if what he’d just said was completely normal and nothing grave at all. “Tell me, Yuuri, you said that this world is your creation? Then that means that to me, you are a God."

Title: Counting Down The Days Writer: @paintingwithwords Artist: muttthecowcat (Jo) Beta: Izzyisozaki Rating: Explicit Archive Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings Apply Important Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Anxiety Attacks, Long-Distance Relationship, Brief Separation, Longing, Unreliable Narrator, Character’s Name Spelled as Viktor

Summary:

Yuuri carried the box to Viktor’s room and placed it along the wall next to the others.  As he turned to leave, there was something about the quality of the light and the way it spilled across the bed and the pillow Viktor had used.  The rest of the room was dark, except for that one sunbeam, highlighting where Viktor had slept when he was there.  

Sighing, Yuuri sat down on the bed and looked down at Viktor’s pillow, remembering a time when the light had been just like this and how it had cast a golden glow on Viktor’s skin and lit up his hair…   Yuuri reached out and let his fingertips caress the pillow case, wishing again that Viktor was there with him.

He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the light on Viktor’s pillow.  He sent the image in a text to Viktor with a simple message: I miss you.

The reply was almost immediate: a wide angle selfie of Viktor lying on his bed in Saint Petersburg, his hair tousled and a faint smile on his lips.  His head rested on the left hand pillow and his free hand pointed at the pillow to his right.

 I miss you, too.  This one is for you when you get here.

Yuuri wiped away sudden tears.  Two weeks?  The waiting was killing him.

The story is now FINISHED!!!!  YAY!!!!

You can read it from the beginning HERE.

You can also read it chapter by chapter:

Short preview of my upcoming fic As You Are for the @viktuurifluffbang. I’m excited to share with everyone what I’ve been working on for the past few months. The first chapter will be posted sometime next month!

Yuuri, when you first see me~

You find me drunk in the aisle of a bookstore. I’m reading the same book over and over again. You watch over the spines in a neighboring aisle as I giggle at the same jokes I’ve read over hundreds of times, as I yell at the protagonist for his unending stupidity, as I cry over the cliché ending where the love interest dies too soon. You watch as I close the book, hold it reverently to my chest, before I slip it back on the shelf and leave, a smile creasing my face and tears dripping from my jaw.

You see me, but you never say anything.

I wish you would.

You continue to watch me day after day, this bookworm that can’t get enough of a story that drowns me in misery. You read your own books - mysteries, tragedies, romance - but mine is always the same. You grow curious, until one day you wait until I leave, go and read it for yourself.

I’m not there to see you. How you laugh and yell and cry. How you fall in love with the same book I come back for day after day.

The next day I come back, but you aren’t there.

You aren’t there to see my surprise when I find the note hidden between chapter three and four, stuck right below the first line where the protagonist meets the love of his life. You don’t see my smile as I whisper to myself what you wrote with the pen you keep tucked behind your ear.

“I fell in love on a Tuesday in March watching a man fall in love with a story. I wonder what his name is, this beautiful person that laughs and cries with his whole heart. This person that makes me smile without even trying. This person that is a slave to the writings of a man that died decades ago. I envy his joy, his wonder that never fails to grow though the story never changes. I envy this book that holds his undivided attention as he cradles it so gently.

Who are you, man of mystery?

I’m really excited to finally post for @viktuurifluffbang !!!

Working with @jemsauce was an honour <3

Summary:

"The blue light from beneath the surface was hypnotising. After a difficult day at the fields it was lulling him to sleep, his tired muscles coaxing him to close his eyes. Yuuri dipped his head fully for a moment. The water whispered in his ears, reminding him of the beach in Hasetsu. The longing felt like needles in his heart.

He resurfaced, breathing deeply through the sudden tears. Months. It’s been months, and Earth was no longer home. It was no longer anything."

After being rescued from the ticking time bomb that was Earth, Yuuri must escape his future. And where Yuuri goes, Viktor follows.

Skating date from a scene later in Blooming Lily! (me and @cinnamon-freckles ‘ @viktuurifluffbang fic)

Give my lovely bang partner and their fic lots of love. <3<3<3 

Title: Counting Down The Days Writer: @paintingwithwords Artist: muttthecowcat (Jo) Beta: Izzyisozaki Rating: Explicit (to be on the safe side, but Mature for sure) Archive Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings Apply Important Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Anxiety Attacks, Long-Distance Relationship, Brief Separation, Longing, Unreliable Narrator, Character's Name Spelled as Viktor Summary:

Yuuri carried the box to Viktor’s room and placed it along the wall next to the others.  As he turned to leave, there was something about the quality of the light and the way it spilled across the bed and the pillow Viktor had used.  The rest of the room was dark, except for that one sunbeam, highlighting where Viktor had slept when he was there.  

Sighing, Yuuri sat down on the bed and looked down at Viktor’s pillow, remembering a time when the light had been just like this and how it had cast a golden glow on Viktor’s skin and lit up his hair…   Yuuri reached out and let his fingertips caress the pillow case, wishing again that Viktor was there with him.

He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the light on Viktor’s pillow.  He sent the image in a text to Viktor with a simple message: I miss you.

The reply was almost immediate: a wide angle selfie of Viktor lying on his bed in Saint Petersburg, his hair tousled and a faint smile on his lips.  His head rested on the left hand pillow and his free hand pointed at the pillow to his right.

 I miss you, too.  This one is for you when you get here.

Yuuri wiped away sudden tears.  Two weeks?  The waiting was killing him.