YurionIce

Yurio’s celestial. The manner with which his skates glide across the ice: that scrape, somehow inviting, and then! That momentary pause when he lifts - so thrilling, so electrifying - the only sound is the gasp of the viewer. And his body swirls, almost liquid, with an elfin sheen; he tantalises the audience with an unspoken control. As his back arches (in a way seductive, yet beautifully innocent too; the curve of reeds against a breeze, by the riverbank, jewelled with dew), you know he knows that this performance is beautiful. Beautiful. There’s no other word, and even those three syllables cannot come close to expressing the s

Summary: A mysterious combatant, Black Aria, is forced into cryogenic sleep along with his psychopathic father. They wake up in a world where Betas strive to be as great as Alphas and Omegas. They try to fit in this strange world even as several obstacles come across them. Who is the strange girl that follows Black Aria around? (Inspired by the 'Tekken' franchise) Notes: Viktuuri is NOT endgame in this fic. No hate/flames. Thank you. ---- Year: 202X Nikhil-43 Black Aria-21 ---- Black Aria landed on his hand and knee, breathing in and out, before standing straight up. As he cleared his field of vision, he could tell that his destination w