There's nothing wrong with wanting to play out some cute, fluffy interaction. So break out the butterflies in the stomach, the hand holding, the love confessions, the NOTICE ME SENPAIS, and all the adorableness you can stomach - no matter if if fits your character perfectly or not. It's all about characters getting comfortable with each other while being total goobers and showing love.
It's shameless, sure, but it's fun!
Comment with your character, preferences, etc.
Reply to others.
Thread and doki until your heart can doki no more.
encouragement - You can't help crushing on this person because they boost your self-worth and make you feel like you're actually a decent person!!!
first date - It's a date! Or not. Maybe you're just at the skating rink, the intergalactic space station, or the five an dine at the same time.
badass with a crush - You're badass but you kind of want to just dote on that special person.
holding hands - Such a simple act that can make your heart pound.
acting like dorks and avoiding the questions - What it says on the tin.
impress - Hey, hey. Look at me, I'm awesome!
kiss - Happy kisses, cheek kisses, angry kisses, SHUTTING YOU UP kisses.
picnics - Get close to that special person while getting some good food.
hugs - You're so nice and soft.
denial - Feelings? No way. Let me repress those bad boys.
mean - Pull their pigtails because you like them.
unusually kind - You can't help but be really nice to the one you care for.
presents - Here, I brought you this necklace. Or - Here, I brought you the head of our enemies.
don't know how to act - I like this person?! WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO OH GOD.
defending - Verbally or physically, you're standing up for your crush.
telling them - You're going to confess...if things don't keep going wrong.
oblivious - They don't know how you feel.
loving smut - The smut option, full of cuteness.
unrequited - Again, what it says on the tin.
wildcard
Please note: the Shipping Picture Prompt meme is HERE @ fluffnstuff
I don't mind. [Truth be told, Yuuri's never really gotten a chance to watch the ladies' programs before. With his anxiety often making him hide out in some secluded hallway or room during competitions, and his lack of familiarity with the female competitors, it just meant that Yuuri didn't have the motivation to seek them out. Not that he isn't curious now.]
I sort of talked to Mila when Yakov was standing in for you. We should go cheer her on. Oh, and Sara, too. [Then his cheerful expression dims into something more like dread.] Ah...that probably means Michele is here, too.
( Viktor laughs, light and airy, reaching out to clasp Yuuri's shoulder and give it a brief squeeze.)
Cheering at a warm up might be a little unorthodox.
( Michele would be able to handle himself. He'd been here last year; Yuuri had placed in over him this year, and Viktor doubts Michele feels anything directed at Yuuri for that reality. Each skater competes most with themselves first. Beating their own scores and expectations; it's the step after that which turns outward, into enthralling everyone in the audience with what they've pulled out of themselves. )
We can head over once you're fed and dressed.
( He tips his head to the side, smile going rakish right before he walks past Yuuri. )
I'd hate to be accused of dragging you around when you weren't decent.
( Personally, he figures he could drag Yuuri around as he is right now and get away with it just fine, but for a tease to be a tease, there has to be some element of truth behind it. These still are the clothes Yuuri slept in. How scandalous! He's so, so... layered!
The confession tripping around on the back of his tongue slips away again, mired in the amused fondness settling in his chest. )
[Yuuri pauses in the middle of nibbling at the pastry to arch a brow at Viktor, feeling a little amused himself as well as the familiar flush of warmth across his cheeks.]
Viktor, you put on lip balm for me at the local Championships. And you kissed my skates on live television at the Rostelecom Cup. I'm pretty sure you could get away with anything at this point.
[Not to mention there was that really risque picture of them that Phichit posted to instagram. Though he's gotten used to Viktor spontaneous displays of affection by now, it still makes Yuuri squirm to think about these things sometimes.]
( He grins, allowing Yuuri's claim that he knew what he meant to fly unchallenged. Sure he did, but it was fun to joke around about it every so often anyway.
The short list of what Viktor's done with Yuuri in public prompts him to tapping a finger against his lips in consideration. Hmm. )
Like public make-outs? Oh, Yuuri, if I knew you were that comfortable with public displays of affection —
( But he cuts himself off with a grin and a wink, knowing yet again what Yuuri meant. It's more of a tease for the sake of teasing than a will to refute that yes, he could probably drag Yuuri out just like this, but that he'd feel like a heel for doing so, and it would be incredibly unprofessional when he is his coach.
Somehow all the rest is fine, but making it seem like he's actively sabotaging his skater? No. Fed and dressed and supported. That's his Yuuri. )
[This time, Viktor's words almost make him choke and drop the pastry he's holding onto.]
Okay, maybe not everything. [He flushes, biting into the pastry and chewing it with more concentration than necessary.] Even if other people do that all the time.
[Brushing the crumbs off his fingers once he's done eating, Yuuri shuffles over to his suitcase and pulls out his workout clothes.] We can leave after this--I'll be really quick. [His muffles comes out muffled as he struggles to tug his sleep shirt over his head.]
( he chuckles, not meanly, considering he'd rather known Yuuri wouldn't be comfortable with that level of public affection. well. not while sober. Viktor likes to believe that he would know better, if they both were otherwise. )
Sure, sure. There's no rush...
( besides, even though it's not like he's watched Yuuri undress before or anything, but today just feels... fonder. he could go over there and help. he considers it.
... instead he walks over and.................... tickles Yuuri's sides with a "Gotcha" while he's still struggling with his shirt. ??? Viktor is a grown adult man we PROMISE. )
[It's to his eternal shame that Yuuri can say he completely did not expect it. As soon as Viktor's fingers start tickling at him, Yuuri squirms, trying to find some way to escape.]
Viktor!! Stop! [Yuuri laughs, stumbling out of his reach, still caught in his shirt. A second later, Yuuri demonstrates why moving when your vision's blocked is a terrible idea. He takes a step back, knocking right into the edge of the bed frame and goes tumbling back onto the sheets with a surprised "oof!"]
( Viktor follows him wiht a laugh of his own, flopping down on the bed with Yuuri just to hook one arm around his still exposed midsection and tug him closer. )
Stop what?
( he squirms down so he can press a kiss to one pectoral, promptly having ratcheted the joke up without paying overmuch attention. )
This?
( not that he lingers long; the next thing he's doing is lightly tickling Yuuri's stomach with the fingers of one hand, ducking his head down to avoid flailing limbs. )
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I sort of talked to Mila when Yakov was standing in for you. We should go cheer her on. Oh, and Sara, too. [Then his cheerful expression dims into something more like dread.] Ah...that probably means Michele is here, too.
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Cheering at a warm up might be a little unorthodox.
( Michele would be able to handle himself. He'd been here last year; Yuuri had placed in over him this year, and Viktor doubts Michele feels anything directed at Yuuri for that reality. Each skater competes most with themselves first. Beating their own scores and expectations; it's the step after that which turns outward, into enthralling everyone in the audience with what they've pulled out of themselves. )
We can head over once you're fed and dressed.
( He tips his head to the side, smile going rakish right before he walks past Yuuri. )
I'd hate to be accused of dragging you around when you weren't decent.
( Personally, he figures he could drag Yuuri around as he is right now and get away with it just fine, but for a tease to be a tease, there has to be some element of truth behind it. These still are the clothes Yuuri slept in. How scandalous! He's so, so... layered!
The confession tripping around on the back of his tongue slips away again, mired in the amused fondness settling in his chest. )
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[Yuuri pauses in the middle of nibbling at the pastry to arch a brow at Viktor, feeling a little amused himself as well as the familiar flush of warmth across his cheeks.]
Viktor, you put on lip balm for me at the local Championships. And you kissed my skates on live television at the Rostelecom Cup. I'm pretty sure you could get away with anything at this point.
[Not to mention there was that really risque picture of them that Phichit posted to instagram. Though he's gotten used to Viktor spontaneous displays of affection by now, it still makes Yuuri squirm to think about these things sometimes.]
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The short list of what Viktor's done with Yuuri in public prompts him to tapping a finger against his lips in consideration. Hmm. )
Like public make-outs? Oh, Yuuri, if I knew you were that comfortable with public displays of affection —
( But he cuts himself off with a grin and a wink, knowing yet again what Yuuri meant. It's more of a tease for the sake of teasing than a will to refute that yes, he could probably drag Yuuri out just like this, but that he'd feel like a heel for doing so, and it would be incredibly unprofessional when he is his coach.
Somehow all the rest is fine, but making it seem like he's actively sabotaging his skater? No. Fed and dressed and supported. That's his Yuuri. )
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Okay, maybe not everything. [He flushes, biting into the pastry and chewing it with more concentration than necessary.] Even if other people do that all the time.
[Brushing the crumbs off his fingers once he's done eating, Yuuri shuffles over to his suitcase and pulls out his workout clothes.] We can leave after this--I'll be really quick. [His muffles comes out muffled as he struggles to tug his sleep shirt over his head.]
i.......................... am so sorry
Sure, sure. There's no rush...
( besides, even though it's not like he's watched Yuuri undress before or anything, but today just feels... fonder. he could go over there and help. he considers it.
... instead he walks over and.................... tickles Yuuri's sides with a "Gotcha" while he's still struggling with his shirt. ??? Viktor is a grown adult man we PROMISE. )
why though... also omg typos cries
Viktor!! Stop! [Yuuri laughs, stumbling out of his reach, still caught in his shirt. A second later, Yuuri demonstrates why moving when your vision's blocked is a terrible idea. He takes a step back, knocking right into the edge of the bed frame and goes tumbling back onto the sheets with a surprised "oof!"]
typos just 4 u
Stop what?
( he squirms down so he can press a kiss to one pectoral, promptly having ratcheted the joke up without paying overmuch attention. )
This?
( not that he lingers long; the next thing he's doing is lightly tickling Yuuri's stomach with the fingers of one hand, ducking his head down to avoid flailing limbs. )
This?