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antonells12 · 2 years
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El secreto de Katsuki
Bakugo tiene un secreto y es que desde pequeño le ha encantado el patinaje sobre hielo, entrenó ganó y perdió algunas competencias con su segunda identidad conocida como Yuri Plisetsky, conoció a varias personas, pero después de un año dejó ese sueño atrás y se enfoco aún más en otro como el ser el heroe número #1. ¿Será que Bakugo volverá al patinaje o seguirá con querer convertirse en el héroe número #1?. Esta historia es un fanfiction, creado por mi.
https://www.wattpad.com/story/273734627-el-secreto-de-katsuki
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soravasconcelos · 3 years
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Pliroy (Promare) Después de mucho tiempo vuelvo con un dibujo Pliroy. Este dibujo estaba basado en un momento de la película Promare, y también es para el Concurso organizado por las chicas de JJyuriWorld. Espero que les guste. English: After a long time I come back with a Pliroy drawing. This drawing was based on a moment from the movie Promare, and it is also for the Contest organized by the girls of JJyuriWorld. Hope you like. If you want a commission from me here is all the information: https://twitter.com/Sora96271/status/1346316631983591424
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nicomyrna · 6 years
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My sunshine birthday, my Yuri On Ice favorite.
My King JJ <3
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE, YOU DESERVE ALL THE LOVE <3
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kokirane · 6 years
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for karlita. @agreekdemigod
When JJ shuffles into the rink, Yuri’s already there. The sun is beginning to filter inside, warming JJ’s skin even as the rink’s cool air wraps its cold fingers around him, but nothing compares to the electricity that surges through his body as he sees Yuri take off into a triple lutz, sunlight threading through his long blonde hair, shining on sea-green eyes.
JJ hears the sound of waves kissing the shore. They had shared a week in Hatsetsu, once, and it comes to him now with startling clarity — the morning of Viktor and Yuuri’s wedding, JJ had found Yuri on the beach: all gold and sapphire, his arms wrapped around himself as he stared out over the horizon. The need to reach out, to —
To say something stupid, like let’s pair skate. let me hold you. i feel something between us. do you? 
JJ knows better to interrupt Yuri during a routine, but he comes closer to the rink and rests his elbows on the edge, leans forward. If Yuri sees him, Yuri sees him. If he ignores him, JJ can pin it on focus. It feels a little like pulling petals off a flower. It’s a little lonely, but JJ doesn’t mind. Not when he knows that Yuri’s lonely too.
The music crescendos. JJ hums along.  
Yuri’s loops are getting wider and wider, bringing him closer and closer to the edge of the rink. It could be a coincidence, but maybe it isn’t. It’s all petals and waves. It’s the way Yuri’s arms look like wings reaching for Heaven. It’s the way JJ feels like prey being circled, and he wants it.
JJ puts out his hand.
He thinks he hears Yuri’s laugh, and then knows it when Yuri’s fingers close around his, brief and warm and electric. And Yuri looks at him, gaze burning blue like the hottest part of a flame. Yuri’s lips are still moving in unheard love to the song. Agape. Agape, but anew.
Things are different now, because JJ can’t speak and Yuri is wearing the whisper of a smile as he turns away, and catapults into a leap.
JJ has a feeling that his mouth just might be hanging open, the way it does when he watches Yuri’s performances over and over to the dim glow of his laptop screen. He can’t remember if that’s part of the routine, the reaching out, but all he can think is this:
I want to go on a downward spiral with you.
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rivaille-plisetsky · 6 years
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Haven't looked up YOI in forever and now remember why. Otayuri shippers are annoying and petty. I looked up my ships on pinterest to see if there's any recent content and lo and behold there are more antis in the comments than actual shippers. My OTP for YOI is Pliroy/JJyurio, but I also ship Otayuri, Victurio, and Yuuri/Yuri. All of my ships are in good fun. In my other ship's comments only good vibes. In Pliroy, I have to scroll past:
"Ew, I thought that was Otabek" - When the speech bubble clearly says Jean, he has JJs tattoos, A Canadian flag hangs in the room!
"This is such a notp; why are yall trying to make this happen?" - Literally the dumbest comment I read tonight. Fanart, fanfics, etc. are always made with the disclaimer in mind that the characters/ideas belong to the creator. Why do you feel so threatened by make believe, hypotheticals? Unless you feel it is not so impossible for these two to end up together 🙄
"JJ is straight!" - Yes, in canon. But these are people's imaginations at work, so who cares. Would you care to say that to fans in other fandoms, as well? Kakavege, Drarry, Eruri, All Marvel Ships, etc. Yeah, now you're just trolling.
"Yuri hates JJ!" - He really doesn't. Annoyed by him - yes. But I don't feel the need to explain it to people who will selectively believe what they want anyway.
Point is, yall continue to harass a fandom minding their own business with ignorance and childish tantrums. I can't tell yall to stop, but I can call yall out on your bullshit.
Just had to get that off my chest. It's not all Otayuri shippers because I adore them too, but yeah, most of the more "vocal" ones are trolls.
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kaoryciel · 6 years
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Reyes y Reinas del patinaje - The Phantom of the Opera.
(on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/g9fZTx6ldO
Omegaverse: La vida de un patinador es corta y su lucha dura. Cuando piensas que has alcanzado lo máximo llegan jóvenes talentos llenos de belleza y fuerza para arrbatarte el podio ¿Seguir luchando o retirarte? Yuuri Katsuki es un omega que tiene una relación ambigua con su entrenador alfa Viktor la cual es la comidilla de los medios y los fans, junto a Viktor, que regresa al patinaje, buscaran luchar y enfrentarse a otros quienes sueñan con alcanzar el podio y convertirse en leyendas del deprote que aman. Precuela de Entrenador espartano. Enfocado en el desenvolvimiento de Yuuri y Viktor como pareja y patinadores en los últimos años de carrera. Yurio y su relación romántico-tormentosa con JJ y su amistad y algo más con Otabek, Pichit y Seung en su relación prohibida, junto a todos por la búsqueda de volverse leyendas en el patinaje artístico, enfrentando a sus naturalezas alfa-omega y la cada vez más dura competencia: La temporada Olímpica y el fin de todo esta cerca ¿quienes serán los nuevos reyes del patinaje? P.D: No es totalmente necesario haber leído Entrenador espartano.
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lechugapagana · 6 years
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Doujinshi by Juusan Art.
It’s a beautiful thing <3 
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humunizer · 7 years
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Date in the restaurant went wrong lol
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dustbunnyprophet · 6 years
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ginycn · 7 years
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_Traslation_ - How I look? - Although I think it's a very big size ... [YuuYu] - You are so beautiful that, I want to kiss you - Wait! [JJYurio] - Little kitten sees you as beautiful as the queen of my palace... - Shut up! [Otayurio] - You look like the best leader of the cats and tigers of Russia- I love you! - BEKA~ [Victurio] - Now let's take some photos - I do not want you to take me in this state! Note: 4 couples flirting on a single page >:D(?
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jjstyleweek · 7 years
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Only 5 DAYS TO #JJSTYLEWEEK <3
This is a week dedicated to Jean-Jacques Leroy from Yuri!!! On Ice. tracking: #JJStyleWeek <3
Proms:
July 8th: Friends July 9th: Favorite Ship July 10th: Childhood July 11th: Crossover July 12th: Charity July 13th: Hobbies July 14th: Free Day July 15th: Birthday
More Info:
http://jjstyleweek.tumblr.com/post/161290442008/this-is-a-week-dedicated-to-jean-jacques-leroy
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flk-kgbunn · 7 years
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choiellycos-blog · 7 years
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Otayuri summer set and JJyurio summer set are coming! Follow me on FACEBOOK and INSTAGRAM for more frequent updates Follow also: Facebook☆☆ https://www.facebook.com/choiellyslife Instagram☆☆ https://www.instagram.com/choi_elly.cos Twitter☆☆ https://twitter.com/choielly_cos
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kokirane · 6 years
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 The more he wins, the worse the nightmares get. 
 For each hour of sleep he loses, Yuri grits his teeth and pushes harder. A part of him whispers that if he were to just rest, he wouldn’t have to be like this. But fuck it. 
He’s winning, so fuck it. Fuck it. 
It’s starting to show. Otabek asks him about the dark circles. Mila comments on his hair hanging flat and dry. Georgi starts bringing him tea, and Viktor, fucking Viktor, starts giving him second looks like he wants to say something. He never does, though. Lilia and Yakov ask him if he’s okay and learn not to press. 
Yuri wakes up with his gold medal damn near welded to his chest, stuck there by sweat. He imagines it leaving a brand and yanks it off, tosses it into the dresser with a clatter. Yakov’s snoring pauses.
“Yuratchka?”
Yuri burrows into the covers silently, and Yakov’s snoring soon continues. Yuri can’t sleep, though -- doesn’t want to -- and so he puts on his boots and coat. Otabek has an early flight; Yuri won’t wake him. Maybe he can just wander from floor to floor. 
Once he’s out in the hallway’s searing fluorescence, his mind turns, sleep-hazed but free, to Leroy. Two doors down, he remembers, because he had heard the raucous celebrating, loud whoops and electric French music. JJ had placed second, but he kept smiling. Smiled like he had that day -- 
Yuri bites his lip, and raps on JJ’s door. 
They go to a 24/7 cafe, a little thing tucked away about a block away from the hotel. It’s almost three o’clock; nobody’s really around to see them. JJ goes out anyway: sunglasses, hat, scarf, all printed with Canada’s maple leaf. Yuri doesn’t know why he’s surprised. Or cares. Or why he called JJ out here. 
JJ gets hot chocolate. Yuri gets coffee. They sit, JJ beelining for a booth with red cushions, and Yuri knows that he’s gotta explain. JJ’s looking at him, expectant over the rim of his styrofoam cup, and Yuri doesn’t know what to say. He traces his own cup, swallows, suddenly dragged under a broken wave. He’s tired, he’s angry, and his chest doesn’t feel any different without the medal. 
“Can’t sleep?” JJ says.
“No shit,” Yuri says, and regrets it. “Something like that.”
“Nerves?” JJ guesses, a wry smile beginning to pull at the corner of his lips. “Not giving me much to go on here, Yuri-chan.”
“I don’t know what it is,” Yuri says. “It’s not -- nerves. I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine,” JJ says. “No offense. And you asked me to come out, which says a lot.”
Yuri remembers himself, a bit abashed, and mutters, “Thanks.” 
“No problem,” JJ says easily, stretching his legs so his feet end up across the boot, next to Yuri’s thigh. “So how can I help?” 
“The first time I got gold,” Yuri says slowly. “You froze on the ice that time.”
“Yeah,” JJ says. “I did. Nerves.” 
“You said you had a vision in one of your interviews,” Yuri says, hating himself for what he’s admitting and for what he’s about to admit. “I guess it’s like that.” 
Sure enough, JJ grins. “You see my interviews?”
“It was one time.”
“I’m so glad you’re a fan,” JJ coos. Yuri swats at the hand trying to pinch his cheek, and when JJ leans back, it’s like he’s another person. Solemn. Quiet. “So, like that, huh? Sorry to hear that, kiddo. But it’s not the end of the world -- if you take care of yourself.” 
Yuri scoffs. “Slowing down means--”
“I didn’t say it’ll slow you down,” JJ interrupts. “It’ll keep you from burning out. You’re already like, a prodigy, Yuri. That talent isn’t going anywhere.”
Yuri’s mouth tightens. He takes a sip from his coffee, and JJ straightens up, then leans across the table again. 
“Do you think it’s going somewhere?” JJ says. He’s looking up at Yuri through dark lashes, mouth curled in a half-smile. Yuri draws back. 
“I’m not going to be young forever,” Yuri says stiffly. “I need to do what I can now.”
"And you feel like you’re running out of time?” JJ says knowingly. “Yuri, look -- you’ve already broken records. What’s one more? Since when have you put limits on yourself?” 
“You think that’s what this is?” Yuri says incredulously.
“Like a ticking time bomb, and you set the timer,” JJ says, knocking back the rest of his hot chocolate. “You look like you don’t want to talk about this, so why don’t you tell me what you do want?”
In the weak neon of the night, JJ’s teeth are bright. Yuri tears at a corner of his cup, and says, “How you do it.” 
“How I what?”
“How you do it all,” Yuri scowls. “How you don’t let it get to you.”
“It does get to me, Yuri-chan,” JJ say softly. “Accepting it is the first step.” 
“So it’s just gonna be like this forever?” Yuri says. His cup creases in his fist, and JJ looks like he’s about to reach over and take Yuri’s hand. He doesn’t, though, but Yuri can imagine it. 
“Not like this.” JJ waves his hand around. “It gets better. Look, when I can’t sleep, I skate. Nothing intense, but just so I can remember why I’m doing this, why I love it. Do you wanna go?” 
Yuri says, “yeah,” without even thinking about it. 
They end up doing nothing more than skating lazy infinities around each other. Whenever JJ and Yuri’s paths intersect, JJ reaches out and tries to grab Yuri, laughing, and when the sun breaks through, Yuri lets him. JJ spins him around as gold bleeds onto the ice, and Yuri lets out a laugh of his own. 
They slow to a stop, but JJ’s still holding him. 
“So,” JJ says, suddenly a little awkward, “Feeling better?” 
“Maybe,” Yuri says. “You tell me.” 
At JJ’s confused, furrowed brows, parted lips, Yuri laughs again. He skates backwards, keeping his eyes on Leroy, and the wind whips his hair. The sun warms his skin. JJ snaps out of it, and on they go, around and around each other. 
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sachesky · 7 years
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Otabek tries to teach JJ how to ride motorcycle, but JJ always refuses.
“Why don’t you try for once?” Otabek asks. He’s sure, as a fast learner like JJ, he can ride a motorcycle like a pro in no time.
“No, babe,” JJ shakes his head. Otabek scowls at the pet name. Obligatory, of course, because he secretly likes it when JJ is being affectionate to him, which is all the time. “I just don’t think motorcycle is for me. It’s pretty… dangerous, don’t you think?”
He raises an eyebrow. JJ drives his car like a madman. A danger isn’t something JJ avoids, because he seeks for it.
Except for that one time Yuri rode Otabek’s motorcycle with JJ on the back and they had to carry JJ to hospital from panic attack.
Or that one time when they went to bungee jumping and Otabek had to hold him tight because JJ was shaking so badly.
Okay, JJ may have more self-preservation than Otabek and Yuri combined.
“And to be honest, I love holding you in my arms when we go on a ride, it makes me want to swoon,” JJ winks.
“Is that so?”
His deadpan tone sends JJ to wail, “Beka!”
Both of them know that Otabek is blushing under his helmet.
in AO3
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lex-no-sekai · 7 years
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