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anonymous asked:

Any Victuuri stories made from fanart?

Thank you for this request! There are SO many beautiful works of fan art that have inspired many great fics! Here are a few!


This STUNNING fan art is by @meggdraws​! Check out their blog!


Fics Inspired by Fan Art


of dusk and dawn and a love beyond by exile_wrath, Gen, 5.5k
The King of Day, Victor, drops flowers to the Ruler of Night, Yuuri, to express his love for him; yet, they are always returned, as Yuuri thinks that they’re dropped by mistake. Inspired by @beanpotsDay and Night AU

For Your Time (I’ll Give You This Smile) by Liana_Legaspi, Gen, 2.5k
“Do you love me?” the King of Day says to Yuuri’s retreating back. “I haven’t decided yet.” Yuuri confesses, “I might hate you.” There’s a smile in Viktor’s voice that’s sweeter than any lullaby Yuuri’s ever heard. “Then, if that’s the case, I’ll wait with you until you decide.” Inspired by @beanpotsDay and Night AU

Blue Rosed Mafia by TrinityWitch, Teen, 1.8k (WIP)
No one expected a Japanese man to run the number one Mafia family in Russia. Yuri Katsuki is the Pakhan for a Russian mafia group and Victor Nikiforov is with him too. Inspired by this Mafia AU by @minatu!

Caught in the Crossfire by cloudybreaths, Mature, 4.8k (WIP)
Yuuri sits back in Victor’s chair, crossing his legs, and rests his cheek in his palm. Yuri stares at him, and there’s a shiver that goes down his spine. Yuuri’s eyes are dark and his face stone, as though he was the true leader of the number one mafia family in Russia. For a moment, Yuri almost believes it. Inspired by this Mafia AU by @minatu!

Orchestra by the_headband_girl, Teen, 3.4k (WIP)
Sometimes in order to exercise a mission, a well-orchestrated plan has to become its foundation, like a literal world renowned orchestra. Every note must be at sync to perform beautifully and perfectly with no misses, and that is what this family has to do. Inspired by this Mafia AU by @minatu!

Even Princes Can Relate by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 6.8k
Phichit got an invitation to Victor Nikiforov’s birthday celebration, and he was taking Yuuri as his plus one. The prince of Petersburg was probably the most amazing person in Yuuri’s opinion. Not once did he think that they could get along so well though. Inspired by this art by @xiaoann!

you’ve heard this one before by AXSY, Teen, 13k (WIP)
In which Victor Nikiforov is a Man for Hire. Urban legends say that, for the right price (and sometimes just for kicks), he can single handedly pull off any job in the world. Beautiful, invincible and filthy rich. Enter Katsuki Yuuri and it all goes to shit. Based off this post! Inspired by this art by @sailor2xmoon​!

Amateur or Expert by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Teen, 1.9k
AU where Yuuri is a ice skating instructor and Victor is thirsty for him and will do whatever it takes for Yuuri to get to know him. Even if that means pretending to not know how to skate at all, even though he’s a five-time world champion. Inspired by this Amateur AU by @aina-p​! (I have a whole list of these fics on my blog!)

Teaching Victor Nikiforov to Skate by Aifeifei, Teen, 5k
Local skating teacher Yuuri Katsuki agrees to teach his hot Russian neighbour to skate. However, Victor is WAY too good at it, and Yuuri gets suspicious. Inspired by this Amateur AU by @aina-p!

Stamina by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 1.1k
“Can’t you go another round with me, Victor?” Yuuri purred, voicing teasing and deepening erotically. Victor’s eyes dilated once more and his breath hitched again. Inspired by this art by @xiaoann!

For You, I’d Wait Forever by PrettyInPurple00, Teen, 1k
“Victor…” Yuuri whispered, reaching out for him. Their fingers intertwined, and Yuuri squeezed his hand. “I trust you the most. Please… be my first.” Inspired by this art by @yurionniiice​!

After Banquet Special by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 1.2k
What would happen if Victor had escorted Yuuri back to his hotel room after the banquet? Inspired by this art by @spainsasscheeks!

Yearn by mizunohikaru, Gen, 697 words
Victor glanced on the ice—and mesmerized.
The delicate Asian beauty was cladded in black; the embedded rhinestones sparkled under the spotlight. Those raven coloured long mane was tied in a ponytail, swayed in the air: like ink spread on the scroll of Chinese masterpieces painting. Inspired by this art by @princessharumi!

Possessive by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 1.1k
Some people didn’t know that Katsuki Yuuri was possessive. JJ unfortunately finds out the hard way. Inspired by this art by @xiaoann!

Self-Imposed Language Barriers by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Teen, 2.3k
When Victor starts pretending that he can’t understand English in order to get out of doing his chores, Yuuri turns his game back on him, which leads to a little more angst than either expected. Inspired by this art by @pastel-crown!

матрёшка by Watermelonsmellinfellon, 844 words, Not Rated
Victor just wanted to pop the question when the time was right. Inspired by this art by @pandamatcha!

{Reaction} Making out with EXO

Note: This includes some AU kind of things, so if things seem a little bit OOC it’s because I’ve turned it into a bit of an AU, just so I’m not writing the same thing. Sometimes some scenarios are hard to write for me, and I hate the thought of being repetitive and boring! >.< so yeah, please enjoy~ (thank you anon, for requesting!) Mami xx

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used.

Main Masterlist - EXO Masterlist

Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by ohbaekhyuns

Snow scattered the streets of Seoul, a glittery white trail of snow and flakes falling in the dark sky. Your cheeks were flushed pink from the frozen air that surrounded you, and your hands were seeking warmth in your coat pockets. It was the first Christmas alone with your boyfriend Chanyeol. You’d spent the day messing around, having fun and playing with gifts you’d received. But now, you were wandering the chilly streets. Suddenly, Chanyeol stopped. He looked at you, that bright smile crossing his features. He stepped forward, his eyes childlike - they always turned that way when he was about to do something mischievous. You braced yourself, expecting a snowball to the face or something, but instead you felt the warmth of his lips against your cold ones.

Chanyeol: “Aish, Jagi. Why are you so cold?” *Hands you his jacket.* “Your lips are frozen too. Looks like it’s my joy as boyfriend to warm them up.” *Grins and leans in, turning what was supposed to be a small peck into a make out session, his hands joining yours to give them warmth.*


Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by missdyoo

You and Kyungsoo sat inside the bedroom. You were reading him ‘The great Gatsby,’ a book that you both needed to study for an exam in a few weeks. Your throat was starting to feel scratchy, you’d been reading for at least thirty minutes, but you couldn’t stop now, not when you’d progressed so much. When you started, you and Kyungsoo had been sitting next to each other shoulder to shoulder. Now you were lying down, him on his side next to you, his arm under your head acting as a pillow, and he was tracing circles in your side with his free arm that was draped over you. You weren’t together, just a crush, but this felt so right, and you never wanted it to stop. You finished chapter 15, taking a breath, but before you could turn the page, Kyungsoo moved the book away before pressing his lips against yours. His lips occupied yours for a minute or so, you couldn’t be so sure, but it dawned on you. You were making out with Do Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo: *Pulls away with rosy cheeks.* “Sorry.”

{y/n}: “Don’t stop…”

Kyungsoo: *Smiles* “Your reward for doing this for me.”

{y/n}: “Maybe we should study together more often, then.”

Kyungsoo: “Mhm…” *leans in to make out with you again.*


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by ohhsenshine

Drunk people stumbled around you, laughing loudly and obnoxiously as drinks were being spilled on the floor, making it slippery as you pushed past all the bodies. It was starting to get too clammy and too many people were turning up at this point. You weren’t drinking, you knew better than to get hammered before a 12 hour shift the next day. You were about to leave when you heard the sound of Byun Baekhyun, your boyfriend calling your name. Surprisingly, it wasn’t slurred, and he wasn’t stumbling like a complete dunce. It was obvious he was still cold stone sober. But he didn’t look happy, in fact he looked almost distressed.

Baekhyun: “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been looking for you!”

{y/n}: “I’m leaving now. I have work tomorrow.”

Baekhyun: “Wait!” *Pulls you back, pressing his lips against yours. He makes out with you for a few minutes before finally pulling away* “Take me with you, please. Don’t leave me here”


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by visual-jongdae

Sehun’s hands ran over the hem of your shirt, before going underneath the fabric altogether. His lips were attacking yours, hard and passionate as he caged you against the wall and himself. His lips moved against your expertly, his tongue gliding across yours. When you refused him entrance, he groaned, using his hands, cupping the skin beneath your bra to get you to gasp. He smirked against your lips, taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, like a battle for dominance. But as your fingers wrapped around the loops of his jeans, the bedroom door burst open, causing Sehun to groan in annoyance as he tore away from you.

Sehun: “What?!”

Jongdae: “Oh… now isn’t a good time? Yep, sorry. Bye.” *Awkwardly leaves*

Sehun: *Shoves you onto the bed.* “Now where was I?”  


Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by alisvolatpropriis-es

The two of you were in the dance practice room. Yixing wanted to show you the new routine he’d made for the new Monster MV. you watched with admiration as he danced, his body moving in all the right ways (it was turning you on a little - but that wasn’t something you wanted to admit to.) Yixing stopped, grinning.

Yixing: “What do you think?” *walks over.*

{y/n}: “Amazing, Yixing! As always!”

Yixing: “You think so?” *Grinning, presses a peck to your lips. Then he pulls away, the two of you make eye contact for a few seconds until you’re both leaning in again.”


Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by jongdeer

Rain danced on the pavement as it fell in droplets and bounced, puddles wetting your feet as you crossed the street, your best friend Kim Jongdae at your side. You were both dripping with water, but it didn’t wreck the grin on your face. Suddenly, Jongdae took your hand, pulling you into his chest before leaning in, pressing a kiss to your lips. The kiss felt almost magical as they moved against yours, sparks running through your veins. When you both pull away, he’s grinning, and so are you.

Jongdae: “It’s so wet out here.”

{y/n}: “As if you weren’t wet before we got out here.” *winks*

Jongdae: “Hey you, careful what you say, or I might have to dry you up then make you wet again when we get home.” *winks*


Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by mercuryica

Minseok watched as you laughed with Chanyeol, a mixture of rare emotions boiling up inside. Jealousy, annoyance, envy. As soon as Chanyeol, you approached Minseok, a bright grin on your face after your cheerful conversation with the happy virus. You started gushing about Chanyeol, but were cut dead suddenly as Minseok grabbed the collar of your shirt, pulling you in and pressing a long kiss to your lips.

{y/n}: “Jealous, Minseok?” *smirking.*

Minseok: “No, just claiming what’s mine.” *Glances over at Chanyeol, giving him a challenging stare.*


Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by littlehailang

Tao hated your ex boyfriend with a passion. Hated him while you were dating, and hated him even more now you two had broken up. Your ex had been a complete asshole. He cheated on you multiple times, and told you he wanted to have sex with other girls while you were still together. But in spite of all of this, you were still mourning the relationship, and that for Tao was so fucking frustrating. Why couldn’t you see you deserved so much better?

{y/n}: “It’s only been a week, how am I supposed to be over it so soon?”

Tao: “Because you deserve so much better!” *pulls you in and kisses you passionately. His arms wrapping around you as he makes out with you for the first time. He’s nervous, but you’re not pulling away, and that’s a good sign.*


Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Junmyeon came home after recording a part of the Lotto MV with his makeup still on. You weren’t sure if he’d done it purposefully to turn you on, but it certainly did. You were sat on the safa, your fingertips pulling through his pink hair as he held your waist, gripping at your waist and massaging the skin as his tongue explored through your mouth in a heavy making out session.

{y/n}: “Maybe we should take this upstairs.”

Junmyeon: “I can’t wait that long.” *Pushes you back and gets on top of you.*


Lu Han

Originally posted by exofandom12

You were sat on your bed with Luhan. You were kissing, lips moving against each others in a beautifully synced dance. His hand was running across your leg on top of your jeans. He kept pulling on the loops at the top, silently telling you he wanted them to come off. You were about to oblige, until you heard the door open and a very hard tone clearing their throat. When you pulled apart, Luhan’s eyes widened and you gasped upon seeing you Father looking very unimpressed. Luhan stood up, dashing for the window. He turned back for one moment.

Luhan: “Hi sir, I’m Luhan. It might interest you to know your daughter calls me Daddy too.” *Smirks before making his great escape.*

Your father: “Hey! Get back here kid!”


Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by jngn-km

You were at a prom night evening, and soft music was playing in the background. You were on the dance floor with you boyfriend Jongin. you were dancing along to the soft rhythm of the song, swaying your hips in perfect sync as your lips were connected, moving against each other romantically as if you were the only two in the room. It felt like a lifetime by the time you had both finally pulled away. Jongin pressed his forehead against yours, smiling.

Jongin: “I love you {y/n}.”

{y/n}: “I love you too.”


Wu Yifan

Originally posted by duizhang-can-fly

You had been cast as an extra for a romantic movie. Your scene was during the final wedding scene where the two main characters were getting married. Your job was to dance in the background with another extra, who happened to be a very attractive man named Wu Yifan. The two of you danced, but midway through the song, your eyes met, and naturally you were both leaning in, and before you knew it, your lips were on his, kissing sweetly until you heard a very loud “cut!” being called.

Director: “You! {y/l/n} and Yifan! Stop looking more in love than the protagonists!”

I v o r y N i g h t

Pairing: reader x jimin

Series: 7 NIGHTS  << Jin | Yoongi | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook >>

Genre: vampire!au, slight angst

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: brief mentions of blood, light body touching 

Summary: Gorgeous lights, elegant gowns, and passionate entanglements—it was quite a desirable ordeal, one might assume. Yet, you found yourself drowning in this scarlet sea, struggling against the tides just for a single gasp of fresh air past this isolated reality. There’s only one option left for you—acceptance.


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Angsty Mamo Drabble

kidna? #ITried? but anyway


The resounding crack of a gunshot synced almost beautifully with her falling figure, tearing through the gentle quiet of the empty side street.  He let go of her hand to reach in his jacket.  His weapon was drawn and at the ready before he’d even realized what was happening.

“Get behind me, kid, I don’t need you gettin’-”

The dull thud of her body meeting its shrinking shadow stopped him cold.  His body began to tremble, his voice shook.

“Sw-” he swallowed hard. “Sweetheart?”

He closed his eyes and dropped his arms to his sides at the silent response.  She would have answered him.  She could act like a pain in the ass kid, but at a time like this she’d say something.  She’d grab at his sleeve and start spoutin’ off about what they should do.  His girl wouldn’t keep quiet; wouldn’t keep him worried.

He looked down beside him, her crumpled form blurry with the tears welling in his eyes.  With a sharp exhale he fell to his knees beside her.  For a long moment, he took it all in: her skirt laid mid-way up her thighs (I should fix that–she won’t like it.); blood seeped from the shot in the middle of her chest (that’ll never come out of her sweater, I’ll buy her a new one.); the color was slowly starting to leave her cheeks (don’t worry, Baby Girl, I’ll warm you right up.); her beautiful hair he loved running his fingers through was spread messily beneath her (you know I love brushing your hair out, I’ll take care of it as soon as we get home.); then he settled on her eyes that looked up at the late afternoon sky, unseeing.  Her eyes.  They were always bright, shining with excitement and… now they were dull, glazing over.

He reached out slowly, brushing her cooling cheek with his fingers.

“Sweetheart?” he whispered.

Her stillness nearly stopped his heart.

He gathered her in his arms, holding her close to him as his tears began to fall.  It wasn’t supposed to be this way.  She was just a kid. No.  She was a woman.  She was younger than him, but she was a woman. His woman.  To love.  To care for.  To protect.  He clung to her lifeless form as his chest heaved violently, his tears falling upon her.

“Mamoru!”

“Kishi!”

“Oh, shit, is that…”

“We’re too late.”

Voices were closing in on them, but he wasn’t ready.  With one hand, he tried to smooth her hair back.  Her head lolled back, her clouded eyes unfocused.  He tried to smile for her, even as his tears trickled down to her cheeks.  He closed his eyes to take a deep breath.

He wasn’t ready.

He could feel the people around them.  Their shadows loomed over them, darkening her already dim eyes.  He leaned a little closer and pressed a kiss to her forehead, then rested his forehead against hers.

“Please, Doll,” he pleaded weakly.

Someone cupped a hand on his shoulder.

He wasn’t ready.

“Don’t leave me, Sweetheart.”


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Tales of Festival 2015 Day 1.

Today’s events included:

*Special skit celebrating the series 20th anniversary and Tales of the Abyss’ 10th anniversary.
*Introduction and chat with the voice actors.
*Special announcement: New mothership title Tales of Berselia.
*Special announcement: Tales of Museum event
*Musical performance by Tales composer Sakuraba Motoi
*Goodbyes and release of flying hearts with the signatures of the voice actors into the air. 

Informal details and summary:

(Written while I can still remember. I’m pretty sleepy so please excuse the grammar.)

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