my favorite hc about seunggil is that hes actually the villain from a kdrama
usually i just use this blog to aggressively (and mutely) stalk other yoi blogs, but.
for @kiaronna! a tumblr post of the snippet i wrote in ao3 comments to console myself after chapter 6 in her very very very awesome story, The Power of Love.
“Yuuri,” Victor gasped, pulling abruptly pulling away; he didn’t make it far. He was still leaning into Yuuri, their foreheads pressed together, and he seemed as short of breath as Yuuri felt. “Yuuri,” he repeated, desperately, still so close that Yuuri could feel the way Victor said his name. “Yuuri, Yuuri… I can’t do this to Yuuko.”
Yuuri, already angling for another kiss, froze. He struggled to process what was Victor was saying.
“Um,” he finally managed. “You wouldn’t be – Yuuko would want this!” She and Phichit both would be over the moon.
For some reason, this just made Victor tense even more in his arms. “I can’t be your celebrity exception,” he tragically insisted, voice a pained rasp.
Yuuri choked. “W-what? Victor, n-no,” he stuttered, stumbling to get the words out. He wished Victor would go back to saying his name, so he wouldn’t have to admit this. “Victor… If I were in a relationship, my celebrity exception would be Stéphane Lambiel.“
When Victor didn’t say anything, Yuuri swallowed hard. “I’m sorry… but. Have you seen his spins?” he tried.
“Yeah,” Victor breathed, and it was almost a whine. “Actually, yeah.”
(and then also from chapter 6: reimagined)
“Yeah, would you mind if I stole your true love away from you someday? The love of my hamsters is great, but our apartment says I’m only allowed to have three of them, and it’s not enough.” Yuuri flicks him in the forehead, light.
“Phichit, you don’t even really like dogs.”
“Yuuri,” Victor said in a pinched sort of way. “You’re calling Yuuko a dog?”
Yuuri and Phichit turned twin frowns of confusion on him. “No?”
“Yeah,” Phichit said, sounding sly all of the sudden. “Yuuri’s one true love is Vi–”
“–My dog! My one true love is my dog!” Yuuri interrupted, flailing his arms like that could distract Victor’s ears from hearing the embarrassing truth.
Victor brightened considerably, because he was a perfect human who loved dogs too. “You have a dog!” he exclaimed. For some reason, his excitement was underlined with… relief? Yuuri was imagining things.
“Who’s name is Vicchan!” Phichit chirped, this time before Yuuri could stop him. Yuuri wished he was just imagining things now. “Hey Victor, you know how Japanese honorifics work, right?”
Yuuri was going to kill him. Yuuri was going to kill him, right after he melted into a puddle and disappeared forever. Slumping forward, he hid his face in the table. Victor already knew how Yuuri felt about him, and had already rejected him. Yuuri didn’t know if he could bear the shame of Victor knowing just how long Yuuri has been obsessed with him.
“Shh,” Phichit soothed, not even looking at Yuuri as he patted his head consolingly. “Just let it happen, Yuu-chan, my sweet son.”
Quick character concept design for little Prince Yuuri, Moon of the East Sun Empire - for my SwanPrincess!AU 🦢👑 #YuriOnIce
Will do more and of course quick sketches for Prince Vitya that would be 11 when they meet.
Victuuri
Line art and base color painted in clip studio paint, details added in midjourney with clip studio paint image reference. Retouched, fixed, and upscaled in clip studio paint/photoshop.
high school au?? more to come???? maybe??????? endgame victuuri just so were clear
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a magazine cover that made his heart stop. He had to backtrack his steps, nearly colliding with a pedestrian in his haste. Unable to believe his own eyes, he removed his sunglasses. There, on the glossy cover, was Yuri Plisetsky. Otabek's breath caught in his throat. Yuri's once long, blonde hair was now cut short, framing his face in a way that made his sharp features even more striking. The suit he wore was tailored to perfection, exuding an air of sophistication and maturity. Draped over his shoulders was the jacket of Team Russia, a bold statement of his identity and pride. He stood there, staring at the cover, his heart pounding in his chest. Yuri looked incredible—more confident and poised than ever. Otabek felt a rush of intense emotions. It was as if time had stopped, and all he could see was Yuri's piercing gaze looking back at him from the magazine. "Are you going to buy it?" Startled, Otabek blinked and looked up. He didn't know how long he stood there, lost in his thoughts, until the cashier's voice broke through the haze. "Yes," he said, his voice firm. "I'll buy all of them." The cashier raised an eyebrow .
Winter Olympics of Broken Hearts 2026 / A Yuri!!! On Ice fanfiction series
Because what world does it make sense to consistently tear down and make fun of your friend who you know struggles with their self image and confidence, right after they come home from one of the hardest experiences of their life? They know how much yuuri struggles with his weight, yet still continuously point it out and make fun of him for it. They know that Yuuri suffers with anxiety, yet they still say things that continue to feed it.
I know most of it is supposed to be for comedic effect but I can never take anything with a grain of salt. Especially when it comes to my favorite characters being BULLIED 👊💥👊💥👊
Still a WIP and might delete this later because there are so much more details to add (Yuuri's hairrrr) but it's looking good so far 💗⚡️⚡️⚡️
Hi, I'm mae! I made this after re-watching the anime and crying over the movie and falling in love with reiya's rivals fic
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