On one fateful(ish) Halloween night, two brand new sophomore students attend a Halloween party. During a truth or dare game, things go terribly wrong. But was the outcome really that terrible? (IM TRASH AT DESCRIPTIONS KILL IT WITH FIRE) •Cover art by adrianaloleng on DeviantArt•

He loved me. I loved him. He left me. I left him. He broke me. I broke him. We both misunderstood. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Misunderstood (Yuri Plisetsky x reader)

Y/N is a professional skater at just the age of 15; she was well-known for her outstanding, unique performances and soon became the most well-known young female skater of the country. For a skating championship she would take part in, Y/N flew to Japan and reunited with an old childhood friend - Yuri Plisetsky.

Looks can be deceiving. [Y/N] [L/N], otherwise known as the (nationality) Princess, the top skater in the junior female Prix and continual winner, is finally qualified to compete in the senior division. she competes well, but not as well as she could, and is ready for the finals. She flies to Barcelona, and of course, the first skater she sees there, is the infamous Russian punk... All rights reserved, I do not own Yuri!!! On Ice. So yeah, enjoy!😸 Oh yeah I should also add that there's some... err... adult language, if you get me, but you know it's Yuri so why wouldn't there be some swear words... err, I mean... mature language.

Yuri Plisetsky, now 17 years old, is at the peak of his career as a figure skater. Successful and talented, he seems to have everything on a silver platter. But no amount of glory and pride can keep away the demons inside his mind-his depression. He hides behind a mask, one that makes him look happy. It keeps a good image, a good name. Nobody must know the truth. But as an actress in New York, you've had your fair share of the masks. Every day, you hide behind one, it's your job. And one you are very good at. But when the two of you both stumble upon each other, on the ice rink in St Petersburg, you see right through his mask. And when both your managers come up with a publicity idea that would put the two of you at the top of stardom, you're both thrown behind one big fake mask. But are the feelings all that fake? What will happen if both of your masks start to fall apart?