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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    Jason Hesling was a (bloody good) hockey player. He didn’t care about figure skating. Who in the world would pay so much to see a bunch of men in spandex dancing on the ice? Still, the tickets to the show had sold out in three days and people were obviously crazy enough to pay outrageous money for a chance to see it, so it had to be good, right? (And JJ, who was skating in the ice show too, sounded pretty excited about it.) Maybe Jason should go see it, after all...

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    15 Aug 2017

  2. Public Bookmark 24

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    It's not always easy being in the public eye as the face of your sport when you're an introvert that would rather read. Five times Russia's Living Legend of Figure Skating had to navigate raucous socialization when he really wanted to just sit in quiet to recharge and the one time he had a fabulous time and didn't care.

    AKA the Intovert Victor fic.

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    14 Aug 2017

  3. Public Bookmark 27

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    "And of course I'm a distraction," Phichit concluded, entirely unoffended, "How else am I going to place above you at Four Continents?"

    Yuuri gaped, "That's your target?!"

    "You don't mind, do you? I'll admit, as a goal," Phichit said, "it lacks the elegance of 'get in Victor Nikiforov's pants', but -"

    Yuuri let out a strangled squeak.

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    12 Aug 2017

  4. Public Bookmark 29

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    This is the first time they’ve ever really talked; Phichit’s only been here a month, but he got popular fast, and he somehow eats lunch with a different group every week—the mathletes, the soccer team, the drama club. Yuuri, meanwhile, sits in the back of the classroom and tends to keep to himself.

    It’s also at this moment—their desks pushed together like they’re in their own little bubble, Phichit’s smiling face inching closer to Yuuri’s, his dark eyes sparkling—that Yuuri becomes aware that the new kid makes him kind of nervous.

    “So, my house on Saturday?” Phichit asks, and Yuuri can only nod.

    (or, How Phichit and Yuuri Became Best Friends, Middle School Edition.)

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    12 Aug 2017

  5. Public Bookmark 26

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    A rinkmate got into an accident, and Yuuri was torn up with worry.

    It must have been Phichit.

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    They had been introduced formally. Yuuri had bowed, Phichit had made a wai; Yuuri had chanced a shy smile and Phichit had grinned widely, and Celestino had left them to it.

    Phichit's first words to him were, "Can I have your number?"

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    12 Aug 2017