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    a series of vignettes depicting the times that come after

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    “Katsuki, you recently moved to Russia to train with your coach Victor Nikiforov,” Yuuri’s not sure why reporters need to tell him things that he already knows, but he’d rather not deal with Minako yelling at him over Skype so he just nods, and the reporter—Shana?—continues, “what do you like the most about training at Yubileyny?”

    “Well the facilities are amazing…” Yuuri switches to autopilot and recites the list of training resources that Victor had galloped through after the Grand Prix Finals—when he mistakenly thought that Yuuri needed any incentive to move to Russia other than Victor himself.

    He must answer the question well enough because she just nods along to some beat that Yuuri can’t hear. “What’s your least favorite thing about training in Russia?”

    The answer bursts out of him before he has any time to consider a diplomatic alternative, “Victor’s driving.”

    (Things escalate from there.)

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    13 Jan 2026

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    “I’m a garbage monster,” Yuuri tells Phichit, staring at Viktor through the glass walls of the lab. Viktor has not been in the same room with him since what the denizens of the lab are now calling The Belle Isle Incident. “He looks at me and he thinks dumpster decomp and swamp. I hate my life.”
    “You’re a very pretty garbage monster,” says Phichit, watching a centrifuge work. “A garbage monster he wants to fuck.”

    Yuuri Katsuki is a dime a dozen CSI with the Detroit Crime Lab who has never had a conversation with Detective Viktor Nikiforov that did not end in disaster. He's beginning to think that the entire universe is conspiring to make him a fool in front of handsome blond detectives. The universe is doing nothing to prove him wrong.

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    07 Jan 2026

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    Viktor Nikiforov runs a 5-star restaurant, and Yuuri is the perfect food critic—unassuming, easily overlooked, just your everyman who can get a real evaluation of how a restaurant would treat its customers. Unfortunately, he’s pretty sure that Nikiforov has already figured him out, judging by the way he’s flinging free desserts and spoonfuls of authentic borchst at the Japanese man.

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    01 Jan 2026

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    Cute cute cute

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    But what this guy doesn’t know is that at fifteen and small Frank wrote in his 6th period English notebook AS GOD AS MY WITNESS I’LL NEVER BE A VICTIM AGAIN and he fucking meant that shit, okay? At twenty and not much bigger, Frank’s already got split knuckles from the last guy who said some high school bullshit to him, and he’s left all that behind with the blood he spat on the tiles of the upstairs boys bathroom during 5th period.

    All those sad little victim versions of himself. Losers bowing their heads for the lunch room firing squad. Pansies lining up for locker room target practice. Faggots out behind the gym, practicing digging their own graves.

    So, anyway, Frank decks the guy.

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    19 Nov 2025

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    The world feels like boiling water. Like the fake water on the road in front of them, hazy, tar-sticky. So hot it’s fucking unreal.

    It’s been hot for weeks, July heat swelling like a cloud of flies over roadkill, but today it’s stupid hot. It came with the rising of the day, or maybe they’d driven into it, tour bus pointed directly down south, south, south. All Gerard knows is the rolling road beneath him, the clunky hum of stale air from the AC unit that doesn’t quite reach where he’s collapsed inside his bunk, and the vague awareness of other bodies scattered around the bus, raising the ambient temperature and making every surface stick.

    Fuckin’ gross.

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    19 Nov 2025