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Yuri bends his neck to see Leroy’s rival. The glow of broken streetlights gilds the man’s skin, and his midnight blue racing suit reminds Yuri of the Baltic Sea’s sleepy waters. His stride carries the same quiet strength, a confident step, far from the Bear he’s nicknamed after. He ties his medium-length hair into a bun, grabs his helmet, scans the crowd, and faces the front row, where Yuri has propelled himself.

The Bear's eyes are dark, sparkling like shiny rings.

It's a look Yuri has seen before.

Chapter: 1/1 | Words: 6243

Summary: The underground races, unlike the sanitized ballet rooms, symbolize chaos for Yuri. If he fails and falls, his career is over; if Altin fails and falls, it’s over. It’s enticing.

[nuttinonice]

Hey y’all I posted an Otayuri Halloween fic! This is for @otabek-altin-week free day! (although i’m a few hours early)

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Inked - Real Gold

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky, Otabek Altin & Yuri Plisetsky, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri & Victor Nikiforov Characters: Otabek Altin, Otabek Altin's Family, Yuri Plisetsky, Victor Nikiforov, Katsuki Yuuri, Mila Babicheva, Yakov Feltsman, Original Female Character(s), Lilia Baranovskaya, Jean-Jacques Leroy, Georgi Popovich Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Tattoos, Tattoos, Body Modification, Crush at First Sight, Getting to Know Each Other, Developing Friendships, Developing Relationship, Aged-Up Character(s), Supportive Otabek, Confessions, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Mild Language, Light Angst, Fluff, Sarcasm, Companionable Snark, Hanging Out, Attraction, Masturbation, Dating, Mutual Lust, past girlfriends, Parenting a Sibling, Doubt, Commitment, Surprises, Frottage, Implied Sexual Content, Competition, Travel, Disappointment, True Love, Arguing, First Time, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex Summary:

After returning home from Canada, Otabek receives the real gold on his birthday.

“You’re forgiven,” Otabek said between bites of sushi, “This is really good. Thanks, Yura. This is a great birthday gift.”

“Yeah, about that…” Yuri said, shifting on the couch and looking at the floor.

“Did you do something stupid?”

“You know how I wanted to win gold and give it to you?” he asked, watching Otabek nod, “Well, silver isn’t the same, so I wanted to give you the next best thing.”

“Yura, spending the weekend in Canada with you was gift enough. That was amazing,” Otabek stated.

“It’s not a gift if I’m working,” Yuri chided.

“Alright. What did you want to give me?”

“Me,” Yuri confessed.

[tiny-katsudon-blog]

Things yuri loves but never admits

- being called kitten - having his hair braided/styled by beka - he loves all the up to date music/artists. Such as ed sheeran. He likes the sound and aesthetic of his new album. But he also likes the older music, too. - the feeling of his feet touching the ice through his skates as soon as he enters the ice - he often likes to write his current moods down in a small journal - DISNEY MOVIES - when beka gets in a flirty mood - the color of the outdoors flooding through his blinds at 5 am. The slight pastel blue calms him, it’s the only reason he stays up until then. - opening up Instagram to thousands of likes and followers. He loves the appearance of the number above the heart for the amount of likes/followers/comments/tags since the last time being on the app. - cursing. He loves the feeling of American curse words rolling off his tongue. - his hair. He fucking adores his own hair, the color, the texture, everything.

[thesameoldfairytale]

Last shift at work before Christmas is doooone! Hallelujah for four days off... Let the Otayuri fic writing commence... 🤗

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Otayuri if youre still doing this. The moment beka starts seeing yuri in a different kind of way like yuri, flexible bae that he is, stretching and otabek stares at his arse, not recognising Yuri right away. But afterwards he can not unsee how much yuri has changed.

Sure thing! 

Ever since Otabek moved to Russia to train, Yuri had made a habit of manipulating the practice schedules in Yakov’s office. They’d only started dating about a month ago when Otabek arrived and with the crazy training regimens, it wasn’t often they got any alone time. At least until Yuri fudged the numbers enough that only him and Otabek were left at the rink after dark on Friday night. 

There were two dance studios equipped at the rink. They used them in the early off-season for choreography and Yuri always used them for ballet warm ups, but it was a space he thought would make a damn good make out spot if he could get Otabek in there. 

“Hey, I’m trying to do this new spiral position.” Yuri said when they stepped off the ice for a break, grabbing his water bottle from the bench and taking a few gulps. “I don’t like to be alone here after dark and stuff, can you come with me to the ballet room?”

“Hm?” Otabek blinked. “Oh, sure. Maybe you could give me some tips and stuff, I’m still stiff as a board.”

“Yeah you gotta loosen up this season.” Yuri wiggled his eyebrows a little just to tease him and bent down to untie his skates, sighing in relief when he tugged them off one by one and snapped the guards on, Otabek doing the same. “I can uh… I can show you some yoga stuff if you want”

“That’d be nice.” Otabek smiled, blushing a little when Yuri grabbed his hand to lead him towards the studio rooms. Yuri loved when he could get him a little bit flustered. His skin was so much darker, so it was a little hard to see when he blushed, but every time Yuri caught it, he thought it was adorable. 

He lead him into the dance studio with the mirrored walls and let go of his hand, hopping up to the balance bar and bringing his leg up to his head to stretch it. “Shit, that feels nice. I’ve been really tight today for some reason.”

“Um.” Otabek stared with wide eyes.

“What?”

“I mean I knew you were flexible, but… Wow.”

“Oh.” Yuri blushed, taking his leg down. “I mean… Yeah?”

Otabek’s face was redder as he walked up to him and put a hand on his waist, eyebrows pushing together like he was trying to take in every detail of Yuri’s body before him.

“Beka?” Yuri laughed.

“Sorry.” He smiled, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I forget how beautiful you are sometimes.”

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Fic Update!!

Chapter Seven

Title: The Long Road of Coming to Terms

Rating: Explicit

Summary: So maybe everyone else on Team Russia is gay, but that doesn't mean Yuri is right? Otabek is his friend, his best friend. Everyone already calls him the Russian fairy. Why would he ever want to add twink to the mix?

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"You know that he likes you.” “Fuck off, he’s just friendly.” “Friends don’t bite the gloves off of other friend’s hands in front of ten thousand people then move to another country just to hang out.” Yuri rolled his eyes and watched from the side of the ice as Otabek practiced alongside Georgi, Yuuri, and Mila, hopping up on the divider to turn his back to the ice and rest his feet. He was on a quick water break, so of course, Victor had taken the opportunity to come and grill him over his love life, or lack thereof. “That glove thing was like two years ago.”

Words: 28,927 

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Otayuri Olympic Week - Day 1: Interviews/Media Coverage @otayuriwriterscollective

Title: “Show The World”

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 4.6k

Summary: Yuri decides to come out with Otabek during an interview before the Olympics. 

They probably would have kept this up even longer if it hadn’t been for a close call the other week. Sharing hotel rooms, Yuri spending nights at Otabek’s apartment, sneaky make out sessions in the ice rink locker rooms, occasionally locking the door to Yuri’s room and fooling around while his Grandpa was out. Otabek had been fucking the living soul out of Yuri in that room when his grandfather had come home unexpectedly. Yuri still had no clue how they’d managed to get their clothes on in time, but after that, he decided to come clean. Too afraid to face his Grandpa head on, he decided to take the public route. Part of him felt like there was more pressure on Nikolai to accept him if he did it that way.

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