Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice Ship: Gen (Yuri & Yuuri) Additional Tags: Non-Binary Yuri Plisetsky, Trans Yuri Plisetsky, Coming Out, Post-Canon, Katsuki Yuuri & Yuri Plisetsky Friendship Wordcount: 100 Podfic Length: 00:01:57 Summary:

Yuri needs to tell someone.

Hi ~ I was surfing the internet and I found some old pages that I saved about a year ago lol

Among those pages there was one about the theory of Yuri Plisetsky as a transgender boy, Idk, everyone is free to think what they want and even if it isn't true (most likely) I still believe in that theory but it's fine if others don't believe that is transgender.

Personally I like the idea that Yuri is transgender, I think is important to include the LGBT+ community as normal but I don't think Kubo had intended Yuri to be transgender (even though I want to believe he is) And well... All are free to think that he is or that he isn't (as I mentioned)

Anyway I did some aesthetics ~

After their first sexual encounter, Yuri becomes more bold, in every sense of the word. It gives Yuri an instant boost of confidence knowing that Otabek finds him sexy (when Beka had told him he’d nearly come in his boxers just from pleasuring him, Yuri had completely lost his shit), and the way Otabek had cuddled up to him afterwards had been bliss. Otabek didn’t think of Yuri as anything less than him, a perfect equal, and Yuri had never felt happier. Otabek had changed how Yuri saw himself, if only for a brief while, and it has been enough to make Yuri want to cry from the utter perfection of it all.

But of course, as with all things, it didn’t last. The next few days after their first evening together had been blissful, but the dysmorphia was creeping back in, slowly but surely.

“Are you okay, Yura?” It had been such a simply, well meant question, but Yuri immediately snapped at it, his mind and head reeling in hatred for himself. Yuri had sat away from him on purpose that night, choosing the opposite couch from the one they usually shared, curled up together.

“No.” It was snappy and overly aggressive and Yuri immediately regretted it when he watched Otabek’s face fall. “I’m sorry. I’m just not feeling good.” Yuri tucked his knees under himself, his arms cupping around his own small frame under his baggy shirt. His binder felt extra tight today and was irritating his skin already because he’d usually taken it off at this point in the evening. Yuri shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

“Get up.”

Wait, what? Yuri was snapped out of his self-loathing by Otabek’s strong words, not forceful like an order, but definitely more than a request. Yuri remained firmly in his seat, his gaze almost challenging as Otabek walked towards him, a small smile laced on his lips. “What if I don’t want to?” Otabek took another step closer. So this is a challenge.

“Then I’ll make you.” It wasn’t a threat, nothing with Otabek ever was, but Yuri would be lying if it didn’t send a little chill through him. With one final glare, Yuri rose from his seat, taking the hand Otabek outstretched to him. Otabek walked them both through to Yuri’s bedroom, stopping in front of the only full-length mirror Yuri owned. Yuri immediately cast his eyes down.

“I don’t think I can-”

“Sh. Just look.” Otabek moved his way behind Yuri, immediately wrapping his arms around him and pulling him close. They were the same height now, but the difference in build was obvious. Yuri had muscle, of course he did, he was an athlete, but Otabek had the bulk, the distinctly male chest and shoulders that Yuri was missing. This isn’t helping at all.

But then, after leaving a soft kiss on the side of Yuri’s neck, Otabek moved until he was stood infront of him, partially blocking Yuri’s view of himself. Otabek pulled Yuri’s arms around him from behind and let his head fall back slightly on Yuri’s shoulder. “Don’t you think we look perfect together?” They did. The way Otabek had pulled Yuri’s arms around him drew his eyes instantly to them, outlined with muscle and obvious strength. Their skin tones were beautiful, Yuri illuminatingly pale, Otabek a soft tan, warm like caramel against his own snowy complexion. Even their eyes, warm brown meeting striking green, they were almost like polar opposites, and for once, while looking at them together, instead of judging them separately, they looked like they belonged as one whole.

Yuri found himself no longer comparing what he didn’t have to what Otabek did, but comparing how their different bodies complimented them as a couple. Yuri had the height, the sharp jawline, the prominent muscles protruding in his most overworked places. He was slim, yes, but strong, and he immediately found himself standing a little taller. Otabek may have had bulk, may have been so distinctively male, but Yuri was too. It wasn’t a competition over who looked more like a man.

They’re both men. Both incredible, strong, athletic men, and seeing Otabek looking back into his eyes in the mirror only confirmed that he felt that, too. Otabek looked perfect wrapped in his arms. Like two perfect boyfriends.

Yuri didn’t realise he was crying until he felt Otabek’s hands on his cheeks. “Did I do that wrong?” He asked softly, thumbs wiping beneath his eyes as he looked up at Yuri, a small worry-crease between his brows. Yuri shook his head, smiling softly through the tears. “I love you. I love you for all that you are, Yura.” Yuri let his own hands circle around Otabek’s waist, pulling them close together until their lips grazed.

It’s hard being a teenager.

Trans girl Yulia (Yuri) is not excited to be hitting a growth spurt. She sort of wishes she’d just stop changing at all. She thinks she’ll never be able to pass if she doesn’t stay as small and cute as she is now.

Yuri Plisetsky is a trans boy. He doesn't have much chest dysphoria (he had a relatively flat chest to begin with, and he worked out pretty hard to make sure it was almost invisible), but being called gendered terms (like prima ballerina, or JJ's "ladies first" comment) makes him very angry and anxious. But mainly angry, cause that's how he handles dysphoria. He uses anger to express masculinity at first, cause that's what he knows, but slowly he learns to open up and express other emotions as well. He used to cut his hair short cause people gave him shit about how he isn't "trans enough" if he didn't have masculine hair, but then he saw Victor rocking that long hair and sort of thought "fuck it". He loves his hair long, so he's gonna have it long. His grandpa and Yakov are the first people who know he's trans. Grandpa smiled and asked him if he wants a different name (which he really REALLY wanted), and Yakov looked down at this little kid and told him not to expect any special treatment. That's one of the best days in Yuri's life. The Russian team + Yuuri + Otabek formed a Yuri protection squad and they go after people who give Yuri shit for being trans.

Katsuki Yuuri is genderfluid. He only understands it in his twenties, but he looks back at stuff and gets that "ohhh, so THAT'S why..." feeling sometimes. He starts exploring his gender, and at first he's very uncomfortable and anxious, but he calms down slowly. Victor helps him relax a little and experiment before Yuuri realises who he is and how he feels about his gender. He usually doesn't get much dysphoria (his more dominant gender is man, and he's AMAB), but on some days, when Yuuri feels particularly feminine, anxiety can be sort of crashing. On these days everyone make extra sure they point out her femininity, and it doesn't make the dysphoria leave completely but it helps a little with the anxiety and puts a smile on her face. Even Yuri is acting nicer (though not uncharacteristically so) cause he knows dysphoria is shit and wouldn't make anyone's dysphoria worse on purpose. The first person he ever comes out to is his sister.

Speaking of her, Mari is a trans woman. She only realises she's trans in her twenties. Her parents are very supportive, and so is Yuuri. Her earings and the bleached hair are her way to take control of her body and ease dysphoria. She used to have pretty bad dysphoria and she kinda hated being in the hot springs, but after the hormones and the surgery she feels much more comfortable and even soaks in there sometimes. At first she's really afraid that her best friend (and later her girlfriend) would hate her and wouldn't want to be her friend, but Minako just hugged her and said she saw some nice dresses in the store that would fit her perfectly. She also teaches her how to do her makeup and how to "move more femininely" (Mari is the one who asked her to, so when Yuuri comes to her place in the middle of the night and asks her the same thing a few years later, it almost makes her smile). At first she makes a point out of being hyper-feminine, with makeup and tight clothes and the "girlies" interests and movements. But after a while she understands it's just... not for her. She finds the right path for her. Now you can find her with no makeup, chilling in loose clothes and enjoying her life.

Intersex non binary Phichit Chulanont doesn't give a fuck about your gender norms. He just doesn't. He's gonna rock that cute skirt. His winged eyeliner is so sharp it can cut a man. Both his twin sister and him are intersex. Their parents didn't allow the doctors to mutilate their genitalia, saying they just want their children happy and unharmed. They were both raised as boys but it was very clear from a young age that his sister was a girl so from the moment she told them that she's a girl, that's how she was treated. She started transitioning as soon as she was legally allowed to. When Yuuri came out to him, Phichit was really supportive and encouraging. Since they met Phichit was pretty sure that guy wasn't cis, but if Yuuri didn't want to talk about it, Phichit would never out his best friend against his will. Phichit himself came out as non binary pretty early in life, around the age of eleven. His parents were used to weird shit with their children, so they thought "well, that's our child", shrugged and hugged him.