((All these headcanons are based on s1 ending December 2016))
Yuuri, Viktor, Chris and Georgi all retired after the 2017/2018 season
Neither of them had won any gold medal that year
Viktor had been known as the “Russian Legend” from the day he first stepped on the ice, to the day he left the ice at age 29
He had won five gold medals at worlds in ten years, won the gpf even more often, helped russia win the team trophy again and again and even won european championships often
He was sure no one would reach his level easily, and he knew his body wasn’t the way it had been for years anymore
Yuuri had decided to stop, because he wanted to start a more “normal” life
He and Viktor moved to Japan, and helped Yuuri’s family with Yuutopia
Chris had some small injurys over his time as a skater, and now decided to finally give his body a rest
Georgi had also realized that his best days were gone
Yuri on the other hand was at the start of his career
He won Gold at the GPF with his senior debuet, followed by Gold at the Europeans and Worlds, as well as the Team Trophy for Russia
His second season was just the same, he made new records, new personal bests with almost every performance
He even won Gold at the 2018 Olympics, being the first minor to ever win a medal at figure skating in the olympics
And even though he hasn’t won as many medals as Viktor, people were already calling him “the new russian legend”
After Yuri had won the Olympics he had kissed Otabek, who won bronze
He was feeling so many different ways of happiness he wasn’t even thinking about what he was doing
But Otabek had kissed him back and pulled him into a long hug, ending with both of them crying
After Viktor, Yuuri and Chris retired a lot of things changed
Chris started coaching Minami, who moved to Europe with him
Otabek moved to Russia, to also train under Yakov, and he, Yuri and Mila all moved in together
Guang Hong had to find a new coach, becuase his coach was pregnant, and moved to Canada, training under JJ’s parents
Soon after Leo also went to Canada with his coach, living in the same town as JJ and Guang Hong
Phichit and Seung Gil became friends
The 2018 GPF was Yuri, Otabek, JJ, Leo, Guang Hong and Minami
One time Seung Gil made the gpf instead of JJ, but besides that it siad the same for years
JJ and Isabella got married on New Year’s Eve 2018/19 and all the skaters were invited
Even Yuri came
That night he started talking to JJ, and they realized they actually did get along
In October 2021, when Yuri was twenty, Yuri broke his leg, and he was out for the season - and with that for the Olympics
That year was a mess in figure skating
JJ won the GPF
Leo won Worlds
Guang Hong won 4CC
Japan won the Team Trophy - thanks to Minami
And Otabek won Gold at the Olympics
Yuri was mad at first that he would only be able to watch at the Olympics, but when Otabek skated off the ice, gold medal arond his neck and tears in his eyes, Yuri was sure he had never been so happy in his life
That night all the skaters got drunk and celebrated, even if they hadn’t won
Because even if all of them were competitors on the ice, they were friends
After Yuri’s leg had recovered he got back to winning everything
“Oh, my poor Yuuri. That looks awful!” Victor frets, running a gentle finger over Yuuri’s swollen cheek, before pressing an ice pack to the irritated skin. “What happened, love?”
Yuuri flinches away from the cold touch, his cheeks going a bit red. “I fell,” he says quietly, refusing to make eye contact.
Behind him, Yuri starts snickering. Victor whips around to stare at him, his eyebrows raised. “And just what is so funny about my fiancé’s injury?”
Yuri waves him off. “It’s not that he’s hurt. It’s how he got hurt that’s amusing.”
“What does that mean?” Victor asks, puzzled.
“He’s just laughing at me because I fell while skating and I’m supposed to be graceful!” Yuuri says desperately, his entire face turning bright pink. He shoots Yuri a pleading look.
If he was hoping for mercy, he’s disappointed; Yuri just grins wider. “Sorry katsudon, I can either be disgusted by this or laugh at you.” He turns to Victor. “Your precious fiancé fell because he got distracted by your ass.”
There’s a moment of shocked silence; Yuuri wonders if it’s possible to sink through the floor through the power of sheer embarrassment.
Just thinking about if Iida was half a second too late and Stain had already cut through half of Todoroki’s arm. It’s his left side, so it cauterizes instantly, but this prevents nerve rehabilitation. His home is no longer safe as Endeavor is beyond furious that is ‘investment’ has been 'ruined’. The mental block to using his flames returns in a form that not even Todoroki can understand fully, much like how Korra struggled to walk after being poisoned. Iida, beyond guilty, takes Todoroki in. Tensei and Todoroki become acquainted, and they talk into the night about whether Todoroki can still be a hero. Iida apologizes, crying, to Todoroki’s mom even as she begs him to take care of her son. Midoriya spends months working on rehabilitation ideas, how to channel fire without his hands, even as Todoroki quietly returns to only using his ice side in class.
“I seriously hate people who try to skating moves from Yuri On Ice. I was so close to reenacting Yuzuru Hanyu’s accident back in 2014 because some inexperienced fangirl tried to do a 4S. I was lucky to catch myself before running into her but if I hadn’t, I would’ve had to sit out of my very first competition with a concussion”
I was thinking about the use of each dragon’s magic in their occupation while re-writing one of my dragon’s bios. Thought it might be fun to write up something for it here. I may be stretching what each elemental magic can do, but I tried to pick fitting skills and applications.
Ice healers often make excellent surgeons due to their ability to keep calm in stressful situations!
Conjure ice: For use in treating swelling and overheating. Condense and freeze water particles from the air to form a solid lump of ice. Alternatively, condense a thin layer of ice directly over the area to form an ice pack. (though this is less secure than simply wrapping ice around the injury with cloth)
Lower temperature: Multiple applications. Useful for treating fever and swelling when applied to the patient, or in treating hyperthermia, or can also be used ambiently to provide a more sterile environment for surgeries.
Shadow healers are often wonderful therapists! A skilled shadow healer can help a dragon reduce negative symptoms of many conditions.
Induce sleep: Used to help dragons with insomnia or other sleeping problems if used lightly. When used heavily and persistently, it can allow the patient to stay unconscious during surgery or other incredibly painful procedures, though this does require the shadow dragon to continuously apply the spell throughout the surgery.
Conjure Illusions: Useful in therapeutic applications depending on the situation. May also be useful in providing visual reference when explaining things to patients.
Wind dragons are often combat medics or emergency responders. The fact that they don’t mind going wherever they’re needed most means they fit right into the job!
Fast movement: Allows the dragon to act quicker to help the patient. Useful in many situations but is one of the main reasons wind dragons make good first responders for traumatic injuries.
Manipulate air flow: Useful in a more effective cpr. Can go horribly wrong if the user is untrained and it is recommended to use normal cpr if they are not. Can also be used to generally treat any form of troubled breathing.
Water healers tend to feel at home doing bloody work or water based therapy.
Manipulate water: Dragons of most breeds and elements have blood composed mainly of water. Careful mastery of this skill in the application of moving blood can prove very useful in the medical field. Transfusions can be done without much equipment if the area is sterile, and it makes transfusions with proper equipment easy and fast. Blood Flow can be controlled as well for many used including: Stopping bleeding, bringing a concentration of blood into an area for venepuncture, or directing blood away from a limb for cleaner amputation.
Conjure water: Generally useful when working on a patient. If it is to be used for cleaning a wound make sure the air around is clean.
Nature dragons are wonderful pharmacists. Most potions on the market are exported from the Viridian Labyrinth. Many denizens of the Viridian Labyrinth also swear by homeopathy.
Enhanced plant growth: Used to enhance the effects of healing compounds in plants. These distilled compounds can be ground and made into pills, or used on a seed to produce a fruiting plant that can make powerful potions. It is also used in homeopathic treatments to a lesser degree.
Conjure plants: Conjured vines make an excellent temporary cast or can be used to apply pressure to an area when proper bandages are unavailable.
Light dragons tend towards physical therapy as their line of work or just general healers for their clan.
Accelerate healing: Once thought to be a cure-all, this spell is not a miracle healer. While it appears to magically heal wounds and relieve even chronic or severe pain with a bright heavenly light it’s effects are only barely skin deep and any injuries more serious than a cut, bruise, bite, or fractured bone should be seen to with other methods. This is most useful for combat medics or for light wounds and first aid.
Most of the more advanced medical equipment comes from the Shifting Expanse and often requires a lightning dragon to power it outside of the Shifting Expanse where electrical power is much less readily available. Because of this, lightning dragons tend to make great medical technicians and will often take on the role of a nurse as well.
Generate electricity: With an amount of control, this can be invaluable in trauma situations where the heart is beating irregularly. The doctor should generate small bursts of electricity directly into the patient in case of the heart stopping. Lightning element dragons will need a large dose of electricity for this to work but any more than a very small amount for any other dragon could simply kill them.
Fire dragons are frequently rescue responders and combat medics.
Raise temperature: Multiple applications. Can be used to treat cases of hypothermia by warming up the patient’s body temperature, but can also be used with high intensity to flash-sterilize instruments used in surgery as well as boiling water to sterilize. An intense focus of raise temperature on a metal object can allow it to be used to cauterize a wound in a pinch.
Conjure fire: Most useful when cauterizing a wound. Can also be used to burn bodies in emergencies or in the case of the death of an imperial on the battlefield.
Arcane dragons are masters of magical afflictions and are the most effective at healing those kinds of diseases in a timely manner.
Manipulate Arcane energy: When dealing with a dragon close to death’s door, a magic transfusion can often give them the extra push needed to stay alive. An arcane doctor can transfer the magic of a dragon the same element as the patient into the patient, or in the case of none being available transfer his own magic reserves or that of another arcane dragon to the patient. Beware of transferring too much. A dragon’s magical reserves are closely linked to its general wellbeing and life force and if a dragon is drained of too much of their magic they will inevitably perish.
Plague dragons invented the vaccine. After taking notice that newcomers to the scarred wasteland were mildly sick for several weeks but much stronger after getting better, some plague healers began to experiment with controlled exposure to viruses to build immunity for those who didn’t have it yet.
Conjure Infection: Though it sounds counterproductive, plague healers often will treat one disease with another. Sometimes one harmful disease is beat out by a population of another, benign, disease.
Sense Infection: Though this is not an active magic power, many plague dragons can simply tell if one is infected by anything. With more careful training and a closer examination, plague healers can often pinpoint diseases accurately for diagnosis and can even catch deadly infections before they become life threatening or untreatable.
Manipulate disease: Though not nearly as powerful as other “manipulate” elemental powers this one can be used to draw contagents in a small area to the user, effectively sterilizing a small area around a wound or surgical incision. It is to be warned though that it this is used, the user should not touch the patient afterwards or they will put them at risk for potent infection.
While Earth dragons don’t have many healing spells at their disposal, the most prestigious medical schools are located within Dragonhome. Without much magic to help them, they are the most skilled at traditional methods of healing and have perfected it to an art!
aHEM hi I'll just waltz into your inbox without permission because I saw that thing about foot injuries and like: okay, I used to skate a lot when I was young?? Eventually I stopped but I remember that my feet used to hurt the most right after I untied my skates and loosened them so I would always end up limping for the next ten minutes or so out of the rink and so basically imagine Victuuri carrying the other out of the rink like the lovesick idiots we know and love them to be
Aaah my inbox never needs permission!! Okay so as someone with actual garbage feet, I am into this. I have in my 29 years:
- Sprained the same ankle twice: once falling down a flight of stairs and once when I was getting spun around during a dance at the end of my writers’ camp. (The song was Come on Eileen, which was later playing when my brother and I got rear-ended on the way to school, so in conclusion if Come On Eileen comes on the radio turn it off.)
- Collected a number of minor but irritating injuries on that foot due to the weak ankle.
- Stress-fractured the OTHER foot from a combination of climbing the hill to my office/years of balancing more heavily on it because it was my Good Foot. I remember the pop and the really intense pain but I shook it off and kept walking. I finally got it checked out two months later, and got a diagnosis/aircast another month after, but I was walking on it until then.
- (I need to work that into a fic at some point because honestly, if that isn’t the most Yuuri move. Yuuri would finally roll into the doctor’s the week after his Pyeongchang gold and then look politely bemused when everyone is moderately horrified.)
BUT ANYWAY, NERDS IN LOVE.
Victor is Constantly Suffering because now that he’s competing again, Yuuri has declared the bridal carry off-limits. Which is just stunningly unfair. Victor is a star athlete! And in peak physical condition! And if he throws out his back it was all for LOVE, dammit! Somehow that last bit never flies with Yuuri, I can’t imagine why.
The next time Yuuri’s feet are too angry and tender after practice to tie his laces, though, they do work out a compromise. It’s slightly awkward, getting team-lifted through the front doors by Victor and Mila. But like most things in his new rink, Yuuri adjusts.
(Meanwhile, Yuuri does not hold himself to the same rules when carrying Victor. On one hand, the double-standard is appalling. But on the other hand, it’s hard to protest hypocrisy when your beautiful, talented, stronger-than-he-looks
fiancé is sweeping you off your feet and out of the locker room.)
Hi! What about an all nauseous/dizzy Viktor with a concussion? Please xx
WARNING: descriptions of vomit below
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“Viktor, sit down,” Yuuri ordered firmly, but his voice was quiet. The older man was wincing and had a hand to his head, which he had just slammed - hard - on the ice, but he was still trying to stand on shaking legs.
“I’m okay, Yuuri, don’t worry, I-“ Viktor sucked in a pained gasp and stuck his arms out to his sides for balance as he swayed dizzily. He was still on the ice, and there was no doubt that he would have fallen had Yuuri not been there to catch him and gently lower him to the ground. Still, Viktor frowned. “I’m alright,” he insisted, even as the world tilted sickeningly before his eyes.
“No, you’re not.” Yuuri gave Viktor’s shoulder a squeeze, both for reassurance, and to ensure that the injured skater wouldn’t try standing up again. Yuuri pulled out his phone to call for an ambulance, but Viktor stopped him with a lethal combination of techniques including a hand on his arm, puppy dog eyes, and a desperate verbal plea.
“Yuuri, darling, please. I don’t like hospitals, and it’s probably nothing.”
Yuuri frowned, hesitant, but somewhat relieved that Viktor seemed slightly more stable now than he had moments ago.
“Please. Let’s just go home. The ice is cold.”
It was so like Viktor to offer a compromise in this situation. As reluctant as Yuuri was to use the word compromise anywhere near related to Viktor’s health, he didn’t like the idea of forcing his fiancé to do anything he wasn’t comfortable with, and at least this way he would be able to easily keep an eye on Viktor. He nodded, and offered Viktor his hand, which the older man grasped with a smile.
As soon as he stood, however, his smile became a grimace. and any coloring in his already-pale face fled it immediately. Yuuri’s heart leapt in his chest, fearing that Viktor might pass out, so he stepped closer.
Instead of passing out, though, Viktor pushed Yuuri away and doubled over as watery vomit poured from his mouth. He heaved, hands clutching his head, and more sick spilled over his lips, splashing against the ice. Yuuri held him steady and rubbed circles on his back, unspeaking, until the puking and then the dry heaving came to a stop. This time Viktor sunk to the ground of his own accord, no longer caring about how cold the ice was.
“Yuuri,” Viktor interrupted, voice slow in a heavy, weighed down sort of way. “Perhaps I’m not as okay as I thought.”
Yuuri’s chest fluttered; seeing his fiancé sick and injured was one thing; hearing him admit it was another, and it sent his anxiety through the roof in an instant. He stuttered out a laugh and fumbled with his phone.
“You don’t say,” he murmured, squeezing Viktor’s hand tightly as he dialed for an ambulance.
- youre a pro figure skater and im taking my child/nephew/cousin for a fun session and youre just finishing up as i arrive and dear lord you’re hot
- im literally like bambi on the ice and youre the lovely stranger who skates over and holds my hand for the entire thing
- i bashed into you and sent you flying oh my god im so sorry can i buy you a hot chocolate to make up for it
- you just took a really hard fall are you okay
- i have a deathly fear of getting my fingers sliced off by a skate and i slipped and now im having a panic attack on the rink and youre calming me down
number 19 victuuri ?? maybe a injury or the illness hurts one of them a lot ?
19-sad kiss. Also I’m totally using this to write a fic idea that I had the other day, sorry not sorry. This is set after regionals.
Yuuri had seemed fine after hitting the wall during his free skate. He’d been a little dazed and wobbly on his feet during the awards ceremony, but Victor had chalked it up to relief and exhaustion, not to mention the adrenaline crash after performing. Really, he had been too torn between pride and annoyance at his wayward student to notice the way that Yuuri kept swallowing convulsively and pressing a hand to his forehead as if his head hurt.
In his defense, Yuuri had chosen not to say anything about it until they were almost halfway back to Hasetsu. “Victor?” he asked hesitantly, pressing a hand to his mouth for a second as his face paled a little. “Could we possibly stop and pull over?”
“I’ll see what I can do,” Victor promises, not taking his eyes off of the road as he navigates a particularly difficult patch of traffic. When he’s able to, he glances over at Yuuri, and frowns. “Are you feeling alright? You look a bit pale.”
“I’m okay,” Yuuri mumbles. “Just a bit-” The rest of his sentence is cut off by a wet burp. Yuuri clamps a hand over his mouth as his face goes a pale shade of green.
Cursing under his breath, Victor delicately navigates through the mess of other cars until he’s able to stop on the side of the highway. Yuuri stumbles out of the car as soon as it stops, one hand wrapped around his stomach and the other still clamped firmly over his mouth. He barely makes it two steps from the car before he doubles over with a harsh retch. Vomit spatters the pavement.
“Oh, my poor Yuuri,” Victor coos sympathetically. He walks over to Yuuri’s side and starts rubbing his back gently, not at all put off by the puddle of puke. Gently, he reaches a hand up and sweeps Yuuri’s bangs out of his face-both to check for a temperature and keep them out of harm’s way. In the process, his hand brushes Yuuri’s forehead. He startles, withdrawing his hand when Yuuri moans in protest at the gentle touch.
“My head hurts,” Yuuri slurs, his words punctuated by a painful belch. “It hurts, Victor,” he croaks again, tears forming in his eyes.
Victor slowly pieces together what must of happened, and his heart breaks for Yuuri, who must be in so much pain right now. “I’m sorry, love,” he murmurs, pressing a sad kiss to Yuuri’s shoulder as he continues to rub his back in soothing circles. Yuuri doesn’t flinch away, too busy throwing up everything that he’s eaten in the past 24 hours. “We’ll stay here as long as you need to, and then I’ll try to get you home as soon as possible, okay?” Yuuri just nods miserably.
Hey! Hope the writing is going well. I saw prompts and requests are open? I'm a total sucker badass Yuuri (I was searching that tag when I first found you) so if you were up to it..a short Drabble of Badass Yuuri and confused, very concerned, scared, impressed, slightly turned on Viktor? Good luck!
*finger guns* you got it
here’s a buffy the vampire slayer inspired vampire hunter au that.. actually has almost nothing to do with buffy. it’s also a lot longer than i intended!! sorry for taking so long with it!
All Yuuri wants to do is pick up groceries for his mom, go home, and ignore his calculus homework until the blissful oblivion of sleep claims him.
So, when he hears the telltale sounds of a fight in the vegetable aisle, he almost crushes a cereal box in frustration.
“Please, no,” he says, begging whatever deity that may be listening. “C’mon, just this once. Just let me buy the groceries.”
There’s another crash and the rows of cereal in front of him topple off the shelves.
“Fine,” Yuuri sighs. He puts down his shopping basket and reaches down into his boot, pulling out his back-up wooden stake. He curses himself for leaving all his weapons in his car, like a rookie. Whatever, it’s pointy and wooden. It’ll have to do.
He rushes towards the sounds of a struggle and finds three vampires huddled around a panicking cashier. They have their claws fisted in his apron and their fangs are bared, ready to slash open his jugular. Oh no. It’s been awhile since Yuuri’s had to fight more than two at a time. He was having a fairly quiet week, in terms of vampire activity.
“H-Hey!” he shouts, grimacing when when his voice cracks. He tries again, “Hey! Undead assholes!”
The three vampires whip their heads around, hissing. They start to laugh when they see Yuuri there, standing in between the tomatoes and the lettuce, wielding a stake that is, essentially, as deadly as a pencil.
“Aw,” the middle one coos. “Are you lost, kiddo?”
“Careful,” one of the other vampires says. It flicks its long hair over its shoulder, an ebony curtain that drapes down to its lower back. “That’s sharp. You might hurt yourself, sweetheart.”
Yuuri grits his teeth, dropping his weight back and widening his stance. He wracks his brain for something cool to say.
“Uh, the only thing I’m gonna hurt today is, um, you!” he shouts.
Any ideas for dog enrichment in the middle of summer? Asphalt is scorching and yards are filled with sticker burrs and fire ants about now so we've really slowed down on walks. We do frozen kongs nearly daily and he doesn't like swimming so that's out. Any neat ideas?
Walk at night or early in the morning! Be prepared for all sorts of wildlife or new experiences like the garbage truck.
Put ice packs under/inside blankets so your dog can lay outside and stay cool. (Moderate how long your dog has access to these, so that there’s no risk of injury or ice pack ingestion).
Set up a hose to create an upward gentle spray that rains back down, see if the dog is interested in going into it. If so, try training or playing while being misted.
Set up “find the treat” basic nosework games indoors.
Create toys that the pup is encouraged to tear apart - stuff boxes with newspaper or other filling and a bone or some treats. Monitor usage to prevent ingestion of the filling.
Rotate the toys your dog has access to so they’re high-value due to novelty when you bring new ones out.