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O Fortune on AO3
Twelve For Wealth
“It hit Otabek suddenly, the sensation as pressing as the splinters of agony that had driven through his foot when the bone cracked.It hit him slowly, like the weeks spent ignoring the ache in his step – it was nothing, until it was everything.
However, big as it was, the realization didn’t come in a moment hemmed by a bolt of lightning or swell of music. There was no shared sunset or jolt of eye contact to drive him to understanding. Instead, it was the unassuming buzz of his phone. It was the photo of Yuri, soaked in rain and malcontent. It was the quiet hum of joy in Otabek’s chest that refused to fade as the image timed out, five four three two one.
Oh, Otabek thought.
It was only then that he remembered the moments of lost breath – not stolen, but air his lungs had forgotten how to use – when Yuri turned towards him and the sunlight caught the angles of his fae-sharp face. It was then that he remembered how the sparkle of Yuri’s laughter fizzed through his own bones.
I think I love him, Otabek thought, and he turned the knowledge over in his heart, in his hands, feeling its weight, inspecting the faceted gleam and glow. It had been so many months since he’d accepted a kiss without a gift receipt, and just as long since he’d offered one without carefully clipping all the strings.“
- O Fortune, chapter 12
Eleven For Health
“People called Yuri beautiful to make him into something they could understand, decided Otabek. The angles of his face were too sharp, so they sanded them off, the gleam in his eyes demanded more than they wanted to give; they called him pretty and pretended that was it.
Otabek didn’t have the words to describe him. He didn’t need them.”
- O Fortune, Chapter 11
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“You could have had a secret cat, Beks, I didn’t know.”
“I live in the dorms.”
“Hence why it would have to be a secret cat.”
“You were in my room when I said that.”
“A very secret cat,” replied JJ with a snort of laughter. “Your poker face is so good, dude, you could be holding a cat and tell everyone you didn’t have one, we’d all believe you.”
- Chapter Four of O Fortune is up!
O Fortune
“He could still see the same fire in Yuri’s eyes, the sort of fire that only warmed until it consumed, and left behind something that was harder and sharper and hungrier. This time, Otabek thought to wonder what it was that pushed Yuri Plisetsky to fight so hard.
He decided that, at some point, he would ask.”
Chapter Three of O Fortune is now up!
O Fortune
by magicalyoyo ( @leopardprinttrashchild aka @iguanastevens )
This is horrendously late, but this is for you and your wonderful fic, Rose.
Chapter 3: Three For A Funeral
Otabek watched the Grand Prix Final from underneath a mound of blankets in his dorm room, his laptop casting a flickering glow against the yellow-ish walls.
Viktor Nikiforov skated his routine with eerie perfection. In the kiss and cry, he flashed a tranquil smile at the cameras after a mere glance at his score, which was probably being entered into the record books at that very moment. It was a fraction of a point below his combined world record.
A wave of melancholy washed through Otabek as their eyes met for a startling instant, passed from person to camera to screen across an ocean and eleven thousand kilometers. Instead of the hunger for more that adorned the faces of his competitors, there was a blankness in the blue gaze.
N.B., art by @imaginarydragonling, words by @iguanastevens
Note on O Fortune - I’m midway through writing the last chapter, but life is way too busy right now and so it might be a few more days. However!! It is coming! I apologize for the late update, but I want to a) not die, and b) have the best final chapter possible.
O Fortuna, velut Luna statu variabilis, semper crescis aut decrescis
Carmina Burana, Incipit
“O Fortune, as like the changing Moon, you’re always growing or decreasing.”