pastelicx
He was the Russian punk, the one to beat, the one with a cocky arrogance that boasted confidence and self awareness. But Yuri Plisetsky has some of his own issues to deal with- and these aren't related to the ice. Skating structured his life, but beneath that structure lay the reasons why he seemed to glow with anger and jealousy.
/yuri on ice fanfiction from the POV of yuri plisetsky, though the occasional chapter may be in 3rd person/
disclaimer: i only own the plot