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
I used to said in an old post that i need Yuuri's childhood and teenager life
And voilà, Gakuran Yuuri
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anyway i shouldnt be allowed to read meta cause i just get really emotional about how hard yurio worked to keep this family together happy christmas eve everyone!!
i drew these two once years ago, so it's nice to do it again now that i'm better at drawing. don't remember shit about yuri on ice but I do remember that Yurasik and Beka are cute
they're a part of the portrait thing that i draw from time to time
Commitment... Devotion... Call it what you will, we'll call it love. @viktuuri-week day 7.
Thank you for the amazing update! I'm curious; while you gave us a good idea of what drunk Yuuri was yelling about at the party with the 'you' and the observation that it sounded like a series of insults, did you have in mind exactly what Yuuri was saying? Or just the general gist since nobody in the fic knows (and will never find out anyway)?
Lol will Yuuri’s yelling in Japanese forever remain a mystery?? ;)
Are we ever going to know what yuuri said when he was drunk?
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I wont write it out exactly but the general gist of it was:
Yuuri’s face contorted in an instant, eyes narrowing and mouth twisting into an almost snarl as he called something sharp and harsh in an unfamiliar language across the room, eyes still looking directly at Viktor. Despite not understanding a single one of the few words that Yuuri had just said, from the tone and his accusatory pointing finger Viktor was pretty sure that the words would translate into something very similar to a version of ‘you’ that was very far from polite.
This is pretty much exactly what it looks like, Yuuri is pointing at Viktor and saying something along the lines of ‘you! Hey, you’ in a rude way.
“Ignoring his hesitant words of greeting Yuuri snapped out another tumbled string of syllables in the same foreign language as his first.”
Here Yuuri is telling a brief summary of why he hates Viktor, something along the lines of ‘yeah, you! you called me fat and didn’t think I could be a skater. How do you like me now asshole?’
At Viktor’s lack of response Yuuri yelled something else that sounded suspiciously like a series of insults
Again, this is exactly what it looks like. Viktor isn’t responding so drunk!Yuuri is just generally insulting him like ‘you’re so arrogant and I hate you’ etc
Viktor turned back to Yuuri who was still slumped in his arms, glaring up at Viktor, mumbling something in Japanese and poking Viktor sharply in the chest
Here Yuuri’s kind of mellowed out slightly because he’s yelled most of the actual insults his drunk mind can think of so now he’s saying more along the lines of ‘I hate you and your stupid skating and your pretty face’
After some manoeuvring he managed to get Yuuri back on his feet again but the other man ended up clinging to his shoulder, half draped over Viktor as he continued to drunkenly rant at the man he had plastered himself too, feet too unsteady to stand on his own.
“Here Yuuri is ranting about his feelings basically. Something along the lines of ‘I hate how you always beat me and now I beat you and you didn’t even stick around to see it and it’s not fair, why did you just leave?’
Yuuri mumbled something else that was definitely not in English and finally stopped ranting, resting his head on Viktor’s shoulder with a yawn and sounding considerably less angry than he had a few seconds before.
But at least you’re here now
Every now and again he tossed another couple of words at Viktor but they sounded as though they had much less bite to them as before.
‘I still hate you, you know.’ etc but much less mean and more of an afterthought
Instead he simply wound his arms around Viktor’s neck and buried his face into his shoulder, muttering something else that Viktor couldn’t quite make out.
This is where he started to get into sappy territory, when Viktor picked him up. Something like ‘you feel really nice’
And then obviously he finally starts talking in English
Fanart I made for 'Ice Between The Gold' - Chapter 1 Up tonight / 4th part of my fanfiction series Winter Olympics of Broken Hearts 2026 🏅
wild guess who wins more than 90% of their arguments
He fucking dieded 🪦
i cant wait for yuuri to be the son-in-law yakov’s always wanted..
anyway heres a bonus cause its christmas!
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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