Victor Nikiforov, from 15 to 28. Figure Skater. Gay Icon. Major idol.
White Day Gift for @kevystel. I am unable to post it on AO3. Hope this is alright. All pictures were referenced off Johnny Weir, photoshoots and instagram.
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Where your destiny lies, dancing on the blades, You set my heart on fire
long story short i busted my left hand abusing ctrl + z, so i did the no undo challenge (no undo, eraser or layers) as a joke and then it turned into this.
I know we’ve all assumed Victor has some tragic backstory but what if it turns out he called his parents and was all “Banquet Boy skated my Stay Close to Me routine!” And his parents were like “We’re already booking you a flight to Japan. Get out there and don’t come back without bringing us home a son in law”
Because they are all as extra and ridiculous as him
And like he had almost daily phone calls of “Are you engaged yet? Does he want more dogs? Does he want kids? Should we buy him a car? Should we send his parents a faberge egg or would they prefer diamonds?”
Damn now I want a whole clan of rich extra Nikiforov’s
I know I write the tragic Victor backstories, but now I need a hilarious fic where the entire Nikiforov clan is extra
“Vitya darling I’m calling to get your boyfriend’s suit measurements for the wedding”
“Mom! No! He’s not—we haven’t even—”
“Victor Alexandrei Nikiforov, you march out there and you get that inseam measurement, you understand?”
“We haven’t even kissed!”
“WELL KISS HIM AND THEN MEASURE HIS INSEAM, OBVIOUSLY”
Nothing but My Aching Soul 