Katsuki Yuuri's consistent silent observer turned out to be someone far more familiar than he ever hoped to dream. Inspired by xtwighlightzw's fic, Countest the Steps of the Sun.

New York: Antonio struggles to achieve his dream job while homeless while Romano hopes to return to his career after an injury at the lowest points of their careers, they take the chance of competing in a skating competition. The only problem... they're broke and it's in Europe.

Alfred has one dream, and one dream only: to become as great as his idol Ivan Braginsky. This story contains a lot of willpower, a chance meeting, and a city where dreams do come true. Happy birthday, DD.

When Guang Hong was in the mist of breaking down, China was there to assure him that the warrior will always be

A mysterious but friendly man keeps dropping by Phichit's skating practice to cheer him on.

Russia is sobbing on the table at a World Meeting. What happened? (Yes I know this one shot sucks)

Vash could trace it all back to one definitive starting point, and that was Christophe's first Grand Prix assignment at the Trophée Éric Bompard. France was so dead. (aka the crackfic explaining where Christophe learnt his mature eros)

Who said humans are the only ones allowed to figure skate? The nations definitely don't agree with that notion.

In which your country supporting you is taken to a whole other level. The top figure skaters of the world would know this for sure.

Victor and Yuuri had gotten married at last. Guess who decided to crash their wedding? Well, none of them knew those people. If they were even people at all. Victuuri and other pairings.

The thorns of the rose freeze. – ivan and viktor part ways. drabble.