is a Yuri on Ice fanfiction. The
manga/anime and all the characters doesn’t belong to me.
and Otabek are chilling in the Russians hotel room when there is an
interview with Victor and Yuri in the TV and Yuuri is annoyed as fuck
so Otabek takes it in his own hands to make the Russian Ice Fairy
happy again. Warning:
Lots of fluff and tickling
Okay this is my first Yuri on Ice fanfiction and I choosed those cuties because I love their relation ship. Also special thanks @crowswillfly. Thank you for the cute idea and your help darling ^-^ <3<3<3
“Oh my god, I can’t believe it! Now I even have to see
them in the fucking TV! Look at them being all happy and telling the whole fricking world
that they will marry if that pork cutlet win gold! God I could just-”
Otabek looked up from his magazine only to see Victor Nikiforov and
Yuuri Katsuki being interview and his newly wined friend standing
angrily in front of the TV, the remote clutched in his small hand as
he glared at his former coach and his fiancee.
“You know, it
would probably be more healthy for you to just ignore them and relax
a bit.” said the Kazakh, looking back at the magazine that he was
The blond teen stopped in the
middle of his rant only to look at the other man who had just
“I said that it would be better for you to
calm down and just ignore them. You should laugh some more instead of
getting angry about these kinds of things.” repeated Otabek slowly
before he grabbed the teens hand and pulled until Yuri sat next to
him on the couch.
He glanced at the now silent teen only to
let out a sigh as he saw that the other had started moping and
playing around with his phone. “Seems like I have to do something
huh?.” thought the raven before he started to speak.
makes you happy?”
“What?” asked Yuri surprised looking
up from the game he was playing, not really understanding what was
“I never saw you really laugh before and you
clearly need to laugh more often. And normally people laugh the most
when there are happy right? So same question again: What makes you
happy?” said the other teen calmly while watching his friend
getting more and more confused.
“Ehm, I-I don’t know?”
stuttered the poor blond now completely unable to cope with what was
Otabek sighed at the answer before changing
Otabek had to grin a bit as he
saw how green eyes widened at the question and he knew that he had
finally found a way to make the teen happy and making him laugh at
the same time!
But Yuri had other plans that didn’t involve
getting wrecked by his new best friend with tickles and when he saw
the glimmer in Otabeks eyes he knew that he had to run.
teen grabbed the back of the couch and swung himself in one fluent
motion over it and started running. Otabek blinked at how fast Yuri
had vanished from the spot beside him but then the raven grinned
before he also got up from the couch, chasing after the teen.
in the meanwhile had fled over to the kitchen and crouched down
behind a counter, slowly peeking back to the living room. He could
feel his heart beating faster inside his chest and a funny feeling
panic inside of him. He knew that this was so stupid, the Russian ice
tiger running away from one of Kazakhstan’s best ice skaters because
of something childish as tickling but somehow it was fun at the same
time and Yuri was sure he would have laughed about it if he wouldn’t
be the one who was running away and hiding like a kid.
after a few more seconds Yuri frowned.
Where was Otabek?
had heard the other teen chasing after him but now there was nothing.
The blond slowly, slooowly peeked from behind the counter towards the
living room but Otabek wasn’t there. He looked to the left down the
corridor and then to the right where his bedroom was but still no
sign from the Kazakh. He was just about to go back to the living
room, thinking that the older had given up when there was suddenly
someone speaking behind him.
“You’re looking for someone?”
asked an amused sounding well known voice
“Fuck!” was all
Yuri could think of when his whole body jumped and his heart seemed
to stop at the deep voice startling him. He quickly turned around
only to see Otabek standing a few steps behind him with a small smirk
on his lips. Yuri got up as fast as possible and went on for a sprint
but he was too slow. Just before he could reach the living room he
got tackled from behind and felt down with a loud “Uff”, the
other teen right on top of him.
“Get off!” shouted Yuri as
he tried to wriggle his way out of Otabeks hold and managed to twist
so he was laying on his back, pushing with his hands against Otabeks
shoulders but it was to no use. The taller man had a good hold on him
but Yuri didn’t just gave up without a fight. He pushed and turned,
cursing between his failed escape attempts and all the Kazakh could
do was simply holding him down with a smirk as he listened to his
The second when Yuri tried to push at Otabeks
shoulders again the later decided that this was the perfect
opportunity to attack. One arm was still slung around the blonds slim
waist with his hand placed on Yuris side where it begun kneading
gently while he used the other to claw at the boys ribs.
O-Otabek don’t you dahare. S-stop ihihit!”
The small Russian
tried to sound threatening and clapped his hands over his mouth to
block the embarrassing sound from coming out but that was a huge
mistake. As soon the older man saw the opening he let one hand shot
up and started wriggling his fingers under the boys arm.
let out a squeal, his arms shooting down instantly, pressing against
his side in order to protect his armpit but only trapping Otabeks
hand there. The older grinned at that and scratched at the warm
sensitive skin and Yuri couldn’t hold it in
Uncharacteristic sweet giggles echoed trough the room
as the small boy shook his head from side to side, his blond hair
getting all messy while trying to swat the tickling hands away but
that only encouraged the other teen even more and he promptly started
tickling his friend for real.
Soon the hotel room was filled
with Yuri’s loud laughter and lots of cursing.
asshohohle stahahap.” cursed the smaller teen and let out a shriek
when hands found their way under his favorite shirt and now attacked
his bare skin with tickles making it even worse than before.
twisted and turned in his friends hold while laughing his head off.
He himself hadn’t even know that he was this ticklish but Otabek
managed to find all his sweet spots as if he had known him for ages
and he promptly used this new information to wreck him even
“You really are ticklish.” stated Otabek suddenly as
he dug his fingers into the sides of Yuris tummy which let the later
arch his back as a peal of high pitched laughter filled the
“Ihihih I’m nohot!” protested Yuri between his
giggles only to be proven wrong when suddenly a hand squeezed his hip
bone which let him produce a high pitched squeak and giggled exploded
from of his mouth.
“Yeah you’re not ticklish at all.”
teased Otabek sarcastically while bending down so his hand could
reach the green eyed teens knee and started squeezing.
point Yuri giggles changed into loud laughter and his trashing
increased greatly but it was no problem for the taller man to hold
his smaller friend down and tickle him till his laughter turned
That was Otabeks clue to stop. He wanted the smaller
teen to laugh and be happy and not being merciless so he stopped and
slowly loosened his hold around the boy and helped him up.
gratefully took the hand and let Otabek lead him to the couch where
they both sat down.
“You should really laugh more often. It
suits you.” said the taller man and that was the moment where Yuri
Plisetsky knew that he would laugh a lot more from now on while being
with his new best friend.
Everyone is taking a survey of how many languages they speak and to what degree. Why? Because I said so. Begin~
(For the sake of saving time I'm not listing Japanese cause they live in Japan. Kay? Kay.)
"Does Jackal count as a language? What about bear? I'm fluent in Jackal and can conversationally speak bear!"
Conversational in English.
Nearly fluent in English.
Fluent in English. Would know more if he didn't cry during his lessons.
Fluent in English and French. His Japanese could use some work. Teaching him Kanji has been a trial.send your prayers to Kazuaki. He could use them.
If it's a major language he speaks it, perhaps not always fluent but can get by without drawing much attention to himself. Tends to lean towards Romance languages for obvious reasons. How do you say "where is the nearest love hotel?" In Russian. He probably knows.
surprisingly fluent in English.
every dead language known and unknown to man.
speaks perfect English. If he speaks anything else it's probably Chinese and German and that is only for when he travels for research. Picks up words fairly easily, but dislikes having to put in the effort. "Its fucking science! I shouldn't need to translate!"
has failed every English test he's ever taken. Barely passing Japanese. Fluent in Elvish.
holyshit motherfucking samurai jack motherfucking armor motherfucking lost his sword gotta get back to the past phil lamar mako is dead motherfucking russian man did hotel transylvaania gotta get back to the past motherfucking holyshit samurai jack motherfucking baby punching motherfucker fucking asuza avatar fucking ashe motherfucking seven children motherfucking guy on a horse dude lost his sword got lots of emotional turmoila motherfucking samurai jack motehrfucking guy plays a flute motherfucking music and tuning fork and lots of sinigning look at tommy kenny go fmotherfusckin aku on the phone motherfuckuing rock man gotta kill him with a pole motherfucking big beard
This weekend was incredible. I met god, and she told me about who I really am, I bought records off of her, I drank Russian vodka in a hotel tub with some good friends, explored New York, had a deep conversation with a friend at a bar in manhattan. I’m happy. It was a fantastic weekend, and I can’t wait to develop my film and remember this forever.