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Not BSD or anything but I drew victor on a whim in light of the news about the movie
Yuri on Ice holds such a special place in my heart. It’s what kickstarted my love for anime in general and led me to discover my favorite genres. It also gave me more confidence in my own sexuality and identity in general. I love seeing the community and am so happy that everyone will continue to thrive even with no more official content coming out. So, this is my thank you to yuri on ice. For showing me a whole new world of amazing people and series and for letting me learn how to love myself and find my own confidence to be unconditionally me. You have always and forever will hold a special place in my heart. And, of course, see you next level!
The overwhelming sadness i feel at the fact that i wont get to watch yuri on ice again for atleast some time because i only got to watch it the first time over a free trial to crunchyroll is fucking immeasurable, i saw a single amv and it changed my tiny child life, went searching for anyway i could find to watch it, eventually gave into the subscription gods and started a crunchyroll free trial so i could watch, and i have never regretted it once in my life.
Okay but imagine Yuuri retires from professional figure skating at 27, and he decides to go back to college to become a teacher.
So this boy walks into class sporting the just-rolled-out-of-bed look with the sex hair and the big comfy sweater and the starbucks cup in one hand.
And you know, he’s enjoying his life, he makes friends in his program and on the weekends he helps his husband teach cute little kids how to skate and they have this cozy little house together in a nice neighbourhood. He probably has girls and guys falling for him left and right.
And then one day, Yuuri’s out with his friends, and they’re at a cafe or something.
And a group of girls comes up to them, and they’re all blushing and nudging each other saying “You talk first!”.
So Yuuri just turns this absolutely blinding smile on them and asks, “Autographs?”
The girls squeak, and nod furiously.
“Sure!” he says, reaching out for the notebooks they’re holding out for him to sign.
And about ten minutes later, after several selfies and autographs and a lot of gushing and squealing and “Please let Viktor know we’re looking forward to Yuratchka’s upcoming season,” the girls leave.
So Yuuri turns back to his friends, and they’re all just staring at him with wide eyes and gaping mouths.
Yuuri kinda wonders if there’s something on his face.
The first thing that comes out of anyone’s mouths is, “…who’s Viktor?”
And Yuuri’s kinda confused as he replies, “….my husband?”
“YOU’RE MARRIED!?!?!?!?” his friends all shriek.
Yuuri looks down at his hand to make sure his ring is still there. “Yeah?” he says, holding his hand up.
“I thought that was just a fashion statement!” one of the girls exclaims.
“Why did they want your autograph though?” asks another of his friends, and Yuuri just looks away sheepishly.
“I’m…uh….a retired pro figure skater?” he asks, his voice going higher with embarrassment. “And I…uh…got 2 golds in the Grand Prix…and 2 golds in Worlds….and maybe a silver in Pyeongchang?”
His voice gets progressively quieter as his face gets even redder.
His friends are staring at him in horror and shocked disbelief now.
And he thinks he might as well get it all out now.
“And…my husband might be the most decorated athlete in figure skating history?”
