viktor nikiforov as a sugar baby for praise and affection instead of money
1. did you mean canon
2. hooooollyyyyyyyyy shiiiiiit though dude just imagine victor nikiforov getting like one sixteenth of a teaspoonful of a taste of people being happy to be around him and like being an addict for life he doesn’t know what he did to make it happen but he’s going to make it happen again and again
2a. Does he need to support all of Hasetsu? does he need to let the triplets crawl all over him while wearing freshly sharpened skates? does he need to get Yuri ten gold medals and a Rolex? he’ll fuckin do it. he’ll fuckin do it three times over. he’ll eat natto and like it. he’ll buy mari all the cigarettes she wants. he’ll let his own dog sleep with the most beautiful boy in the world while victor himself is stuck in a california king he bought to share with the boy and his dog. victor is ready for anything.
2b. i know we’ve kicked around this idea before but the thought that victor goes to hasetsu like IM GONNA FIND OUT WHAT THAT BOY LIKES AND I’LL BE THE BEST IT THERE EVER WAS I’VE SPENT TWENTY YEARS SKATING TEN HOURS A DAY IT WILL BE EASY I’M FINE IT’S FINE and then Yuri completely, accidentally, unmeaningly, manages to rip twenty years of fronting and building a person apart by telling him he doesn’t want Victor to be the best version of what Yuri wants - he wants Victor to be himself, just himself – still kills me dead. Imagine that complete total OUT OF FUCKIN CHEESE ERROR that Victor Nikiforov processed in like five eternal seconds
3. “why would you think you need to change yourself to make me love you” says yuri katsuki, five years later, after victor confesses this in the dark of the night. “what. why. how could you. why would you do that to yourself”
“I didn’t think it mattered that much,” says victor, aware that he’s probably dooming himself to a week on the couch.
instead Yuri rolls over and pulls Victor tight into his arms, head cradled in to his chest, Victor’s nose pressed up against the dear night-smell of yuri’s skin. “don’t - you can be whoever you need to be. don’t change for me.”
“I won’t,” says victor, “I know. I don’t have to.”
“good,” says Yuri.