#I FORGOT THE EYELASHES OOPS LMAO

[oetscop]

can you believe it? this dog is gay ⬆️

[emerald-truth]

favorite flatbreads (Plenty O’Toole/Tiffany Case)

REPOST because I forgot the tags oops! I’m writing f/f double drabbles for the food prompt table! (I will post them on ao3 when they’re all done). Plenty has Native family I’ve decided. Her character is so flimsy she really could use more developing in general since she’s not even in the book and is treated as mostly the stereotypical dumb pretty woman. Perhaps that’s for another fic  . . . Plenty O’Toole background development lmao

Plenty sidles up to a pretty redhead with an expensive looking necklace and tries on one of her stock opening lines. "You're not from around here are you?"

"Not around this casino, I'm not," says the woman in an accent and tone of voice that's definitely from around here. Damn. 

 Plenty bats her eyelashes, never out of cards in her hand. "Let me show you the building then, at least? I'm Plenty." 

"Tiffany." The redhead extends a hand. "Why don't you show me some place to eat, I'm famished!" 

There are places Plenty would take most people, but for a local, she'll do better. "Follow me." Plenty grabs Tiffany's hand and drags her through a back door to a street vendor selling frybread. "This is my uncle." 

"Rick is your uncle?" 

"You know him?" 

"Tiffany? And Plenty?" 

When the commotion of their mutual acquaintance has died down, Tiffany orders her usual frybread with beans, and Plenty asks for sugar on hers. "It's a wonder you two hadn't met already, you'll get on just great with my Plenty," Rick assures the pair. 

"With my uncle's blessing . . ." Plenty turns Tiffany away from the stand by the elbow. " . . . Wanna come back to mine?”

[astro-break]

Thoughts on the final episode of Hypmic Rhyme Anima /sob/. For one last time, spoilers beware

Ep.1 | Ep.2 | Ep.3 | Ep.4 & 5 | Ep. 6 | Ep. 7 | Ep. 8 | Ep. 9 | Ep. 10 | Ep. 11 | Ep. 12

I am so not ready for this

ahaha sexy boots you got there ichijuku, mind stepping on me?

Interesting question, what Does happen when someone is hit with multiple attacks from more than three mics? I’d like to see what happens, despite how awful that might be

Thats a hilarious pun there Samatoki

Hmm, interesting set up, I don’t hate it but I don’t like it. 

lmao samatoki snatching the phone away is so like him

Aha! I was right, Iris was involved with the gangs. It certainly explains a lot of her mannerisms and quirks

Hmmm.... did the animation quality go down or something?

Oh samatoki you wonderfully stubborn bastard fuck your later half anime characterization to hell and back. In the beggining, he was at least in character but now he’s been flattened to a rocks for brains brawler. At least he still has super pretty eyelashes I guess lmao

Still with the “-san” huh, samatoki lol you silly dumbass

Iris looks so pretty wtf that hand of her is so cute i love her shes so cute aaaaa

Hn, don’t know how to feel about the girl being the support character, if anyone I thought that would Tom’s role. Because Tom just seems more like a support kind of person, or at least an allrounder especially given the fact that he was able to heal and bring together Iris and Rex. But then again i guess theres the might meants that you’re the leader, it’s not bad I guess. Rex is very obviously the heavy hitter of the team so theres no surprise there

Iris’ butterfly motif is interesting, I’d love to see if theres a reason for it if we ever get the chance to learn more about them

The animation team really doesn’t waste any money making Samatoki’s eyes look super pretty huh

ahaha technicolor lights go brrrrrrrrrrr

lol they all posing even in a situation like this, and the leaders Had to call out everyone’s names. I love how Jyuto jokingly calls Samatoki “Samatoki-sama” just to rub it in that he needs help lmao

Oh they used the second verse of the OP, nice nice. It saves money from having to compose a new song lol

Oh that kind of outline thingy is kinda nice aesthetic. Very cute

oh course its the “You forgot something important” speech

Though I am feriously rolling my eyes at the whole “We won through the power for friendship and this Mic i found” thing

Oh hello you bastard who doesn’t pay the child support

Wait was that spoilers? maybe oops, I’m sorry bout that anime only peeps!

... What was the reason for Saburo threatening the Party of Words then?

Hah, please know that I think that ive rolled my eyeballs out of their sockets, the amount of cheese in this speech is enough to make my lactose intolerant ass hurl

... Otome looks very cute when threatening Rei. Very very cute.

At least their keeping the shit about Rei under wraps which is nice given that the anime is in the business of handing out secrets like candy

NEMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU shes so cute ohmygoshohmygoshohmygo

lol for a teenage prodigy, Saburo is so slow in picking things up. Maybe thats why I connect a lot to him lol

Samatoki consistently has the funniest and best lines wtf this is favoritism lmao

Cat’s and dogs every one of them lmao. I love how at this stage, they really can’t get along, especially with all the bad blood between them. It’s only natural and I think that the banter between the four teams was not only nice and organic but a nice way to show that they still have a ways to grow

Though the ending Was admittedly slightly anticlimatic

I love how the ED and OP for this episode was both new and fresh without wasting any money just by using different parts of the same song. Very nice move on the team’s part

--

And with that, we have come to the end of the season, as well as the end to this little series of my thoughts on Hypmic episodes. This has been such a fun experience that just started out as a documentation to show my hypmic friend later and compare our initial thoughts, but now its grown into such a fun little project. I’ve really enjoyed typing out these thoughts that I’ve had and I’ve really enjoyed the thoughts that everyone chips in as well! 

This series has really helped me keep a clear head throughout this term and I’m very thankful for Hypmic as well as the tumblr community. But for better or for worse, this has come to an end. But if we always look down, we won’t be able to find a rainbow. 

[queenofallimagines]

Mirio deku and todoroki with a supermodel/fashionista s/o

Okay so I have about 10 of 15 requests left and I had to add one of my own in here BC my brain needs a break and I’ve been typing for like 3 hours lmao

It’s 3:47 am and I’m bout to knock out bye!👋🏿

No song ref BC I’m sleepy

Mirio:

- okay so he has a good sense of style himself

- He will hush over how amazing you look

- “You look amazing!”

- Always dressed to the occasion

- If you pick out his outfit or tell him something looks good on him

- He will be super happy BC coming from you that’s high praise!!

- Wearing heels? Shit!!! Boy he die!!

- Thigh highs are his weakness

- Your legs are perfect to him

- You just know how to wear clothes

- It’s always flattering your figure no matter what it is

- Often he feels underdressed BC you always go all out

- Sis we are going to the grocery store

- Why are you wearing your Fenty foundation

- If you let him wear your clothes he will swoon

- Like even if your smaller than him oversized clothes are fashion so he can wear them

- Shoe game always on point

- Makeup on fleek

- Looking like royalty

- He’s always in awe

- “Move out the way my stylish s/o is coming through!!”

- If anyone tries to hit on you he will get possessive

- Arm around the waist

- “Back off.”

- That glare could cut glass

- If your a savage

- He will be your hype man if you roast them

- “You too cute to be standing over there.”

- “You too dam broke to be standing next to me.”

- He is laughing loud as hell

- “You sure a a firecracker huh?”

- If you weak makeup(BC hell yeah all genders look good in a fenty glossbomb)

- Kiss him

- Leave lipstick or gloss stains all over him

- He will forget its there and walk out in public LMAOO

- If anyone says anything about what your wearing he’s fighting

- “But you look like you got dressed in the dark so why does it matter how short their skirt is??”

- Oop he roast

Deku:

- this bastard

- Can’t dress to save his life

- You’ve seen him

- He can’t even wear a suit right

- He can’t tie a tie !!!

- Get his ass

- Your dating a fashion mistake

- Once he sees you step out in your fashion move fit and Jordans he’s dead

- “You look like a supermodel!!”

- Will get all your angles for Instagram

- “So the head lean on em.”

- You look like your babysitting him when y’all step out

- He will let you play dress up on him

- Actually likes his new outfits

- His mom is thanking you

- “I’m glad he doesn’t look like he rolled in his closet everyday.”

- Dressed more like the manga color spreads

- Dates are fun BC you guys just stroll around town looking bombé will be staring at you the whole time

- Might run into a pole

- Instagram captions

- “Y’all can’t even SPELL fenty.”

- Lmao get him off twitter

- He will only wear any other shoes if you pick them

- BC he just don’t trust nobody else

- Get him some red October’s

- Air Jordan 11 Retro GS 'Win Like '96'

- Those specific shoes

- Red is his fav color so just red shoes

- PUMA Enzo Beta Shoes

- Makes sure your eyelashes are on straight

- He had steady hands so he will do your eyeliner for you

- If you leave a lipstick Stan on his cheek he will hide for the rest of the day

- “You look stunning.”

Todoroki:

- He has a fashion sense too

- Will tell you if something looks good

- But everything looks good

- Remember how I always say y’all match outfits

- This is it

- Has you coordinate the colors and everything down to the socks

- Takes you shopping on his dads credit card

- “Let’s go to sephora.”

- LMAOO he’s Gon fuck up his bank balance

- Takes you to the mist expensive self care store

- That $427 dollar rose face mask?? You got it

- Will have a fashion show in the dressing room

- “Kill it s/o”

- Taking pics of your snacc or a man when he steps out

- When you point out something half and half of two colors he smiles

- Congratulations your the best dressed in the school

- Watches you do your makeup so many times he has the routine down pact

- “You almost forgot your concealer.”

- When you meet his mom she’s like

- “Your dating a model??”

- Your all like no I’m just a student

- This wild ass says

- “I sure am.”

- He’s the true clown lmao

- If he sees something that would good on you he will buy it

- Socks

- Shoes

- Anything

- He will buy you those cute see through shorts form shopaholic(pls look at their Instagram everybody booty looks good in they clothes)

- “Your a snack.”

- “Well you’re a three course meal.”

- Your pictures start popping up in twitter

- #relationshipgoals

- Like everyone wants to be you

- Congrats

[softmahito]

aus & prompts list #3 for mc x beckett!! 🥰

+ ahhhh oops i sent a prompt earlier but forgot to specify i wanted a female mc x beckett! thanks ♥

3: Imagine your OTP studying together, and for every question answered right, somebody has to take off a piece of clothing.

mc: lena walshwords: 794summary: it’s christmas break and beckett still insist on studying a/n: hope you don’t mind it’s christmas/winter-themed but i really wanted to write it and since i write christmas related fics only at least ‘til january kinda had to make it a little bit about christmas +it’s kinda there but also not really? like the idea is there but i just got carried away lmao sorry equested by: @parkerattano ♥masterlist? click here

The day was perfect. The snow was falling all night which meant there were so many possibilities yet Lena was locked inside. With Christmas around the corner, most students spent the free time outside. Lena wanted to be one of them today but instead, Beckett and she were about to study and if she would not come up with something to make it fun, she’s ready to kill Beckett and go outside by herself.

“You’re finally here. Good.” Beckett skinned his head.

“Oh, you bet I am,” Lena smirked, a perfect plan to make this study session a make-out session already in her head.

“Excuse me?” Beckett raised his brow, confused but at the same time a little alarmed and concerned by Lena’s expression.

“Oh, nothing.” She smiled as innocent as she could. “I’m just SO READY for some knowledge.” She batted her eyelashes at him and sat on Beckett’s lap instead of the chair next to his. Beckett’s cheeks immediately became red and he started stuttering a little. “But I was thinking.” She cooed and Beckett already knew - he was in trouble. Because nothing good could come up from Lena’s ideas. “What if… we make the studying just a little tiny bit more interesting?” She asked and as soon as Beckett registered he got up leading to Lena falling off of his lap right on the floor. “Wow. Thanks, babe.”

“Oh, you’ll be perfectly fine. We both know that.” Beckett rolled his eyes yet still help her to her feet. “And the answer is no.”

“But you didn’t even let me tell how!” She whined.

“Exactly. That should tell you something.”

“That you don’t love me?”

“Can you please stop being dramatic for just a minute?” Beckett sighed but still smiled softly at Lena.

“You know I can’t. I was born a drama queen and I will sure as hell die as one!.” She said proudly with her right hand placed over her heart.

“I suppose I should see that coming.” Beckett pinched the bridge of his nose. “Fine. Please do enlighten me with another one of your great ideas.” He said and Lena wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or not - and she didn’t like it.

So she did the one thing that would, one hundred percent, shut his cocky side up at least for a while. She closed the distance between them and as soon as she was only inches away from Beckett she could see how fast he was breathing and how much he was blushing.

“Cat got your tongue, Harrington?” She whispered.

“M-Most… Most certainly not.” Beckett shook his head to get himself together.

“Well… I was thinking we could make this study date enjoyable for both of us and for every question answered right, somebody has to take off a piece of clothing.” She presented her idea not once breaking the eye contact with Beckett.

“I’m sorry?” 

“Oh, no need to be.” Lena giggled dragging her finger down his, covered with a sweater, chest. “It’s quite simple. If I got the question right, you lose something you’re wearing and the same goes for you.” 

“No!” Beckett almost yelled, his eyes going wide. “Absolutely not! We’re in the library, Lena! A public place! And you suggest something like that?” His face was now completely red. Lena has never seen Beckett so flustered before and to be honest - it was hilarious.

“Don’t be such a buzzkill, Harrington.” She laughed.

“I can’t believe you sometime,” Beckett replied sounding almost offended by her idea.

“I thought you’d be up for it since you’re so smart and all.” She tried to get on his ego.

“I assure you, I am smart. But I know you’re not that stupid yourself and as I said, we’re in the library.”

“So what you’re saying is if we were in let’s say my room, you’d be up for the challenge?” Lena smirked, enjoying this way too much now.

“What? No- I- No!” Beckett was now stumbling over his own words. “Can we please just start studying already?”

“Or we could just go outside? Look how beautiful it is!” She said pouting.

“That’s not a bad idea actually.” Beckett agreed. “I could use the cold to cool off.” He added under his breath.

“Wait really?”

“Yeah. Why not.” 

“So you’re telling me I came up with that whole strip studying idea which was supposed to make you let me go for nothing? And I could just suggest outside from the start?” Lena asked annoyed and Beckett just nodded. “Are you kidding me!?” She yelled throwing her hands in the sky. “I hate myself!”

“Merry Christmas.” Beckett laughed and then was he was heading to the door.

“Merry fucking Christmas,” Lena mumbled and chased him.

[likespidey]

ty ironcaptains!! ur a babe

i tag hahwkeye, damnreys, lieutenantsteverogers, spideypooly, and anyone else who wants to!!

this long as hell lmao rip

my last:

1.  drink: lemonade bc happy summer yitches 2. phone call: my fave thai food place lmao 3. text message: one of my best friends 4. song you listened to: make it to me - sam smith (i forgot how talented he is w o w anyway) 5. time you cried: like three days ago bc it was my first time closing my work by myself and i had no idea what i was doing and i was sO frustrated 

have you ever:

6. dated someone twice: never dated anyone sO 7. kissed someone and regretted it: i don’t think ive ever regretted it 8. been cheated on: nope 9. lost someone special: yep 10. been depressed: maybe? never figured that out but im v good now 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: nope

favorite colors:

12. to wear: black blue and red

13. in general: purple or green

14. lip stick: i never really wear it im more of a tinted chapstick type of hoe

in the last year have you:

15. made new friends: yep! 16. fallen out of love: yee 17. laughed until you cried: yeah good timez 18. found out someone was talking about you: yeah but it wasnt really anything bad? 19. met someone who changed you: yeah!  20. found out who your friends are: ehh still working on that 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: yeah general:

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: everyone except the like ~50 people i’ve friended bc we’re gonna go to college together next year so i haven’t met them yet 23. do you have any pets: yes my dog tucker hes a rescue and the literal love of my life 24. do you want to change your name: my real name is elizabeth but i’d really like to officially change it to liza bc everyone calls me that anyway 25. what did you do for your last birthday: went to an art store w my madre and then got dinner w friends (and became an adult lmao oops) 26. what time did you wake up: 10ish bc no work god bless 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: doodling 28. name something you can’t wait for: COLLEGE i want to leave tomo 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: like 20 mins ago 31. what are you listening to right now: sam smith 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i dont think so?? maybe? 33. something that is getting on your nerves: work and my demonic sister 34. most visited website: tumblr facebook or cbs? or m school website

35. hair colour: blondish

36. long or short hair: medium

37. do you have a crush on someone: yes rip but only lowkey 38. what do you like about yourself: i am funny on the occasion. also i have long eyelashes lmao

39. piercings: two on each earlobe (getting a cartilage soon tho!!)

40. blood type: bruh idk man 41. nickname: liza i guess? bc its not my actual name 42. relationship status: single 43. zodiac: aries n v v proud about it 44. pronouns: she/her 45. favourite tv show: right now prob big brother but the office and it’s always sunny save me 46. tattoos: nope but maybe one day! 47. right or left handed: right 48. surgery:  i got my appendix out in 3rd grade that was wild 49. piercing: 50. sport: ROWING i have a passion for obscure white ppl sports 51. vacation: i came back from hawaii a couple weeks ago it was wonderful 52. pair of trainers: i have a pair of white vans that i wear almost all the time and then also those black vans w the white stripe are my #2s

MORE GENERAL 53. eating: i just ate teriyaki chicken (if u live in SF or NY go to glaze teriyaki it is an experienceTM 54. drinking: lemonade 55. i’m about to: get my ass 2 bed!! 56. waiting for: college fucc

57. want: a more lit summer 58. get married: ehhhgdkf idk may prob but deffffff not anytime soon 59. career: i want to be a marine ecologist!! and do work in costa rica bc best country in the world sorry not sorry i will fight you on this

which is better?:

60. hugs or kisses: hugz 61. lips or eyes: lips 62. shorter or taller: taller 63. older or younger: older 64. nice arms or nice stomach: stomach 65. hook up or relationship: hook up oopz 66. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker i guess???

have you ever:

67. kissed a stranger: no 68. drank hard liquor: yeah 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: nope

70. turned someone down: yep 71. sex on the first date: nah 72. broken someone’s heart: i think so 73. had your heart broken: yeah 74. been arrested: nope 75. cried when someone died: yeah 76. fallen for a friend: yep yep yep rip me!

do you believe in:

77. yourself: occasionally 78. miracles: sure 79. love at first sight: maybe? 80. santa claus: i wish 81. kiss on the first date: yes y not 82. angels: not atm

other:

83. current best friend’s name: meredith 84. eye colour: blu 85. favourite movie: b r u h idk may either homecoming or civil war (sorry not sorry i know what i said) but besides marvel the to do list is AMAZING and hilarious 2o3et4959234/10 would recommend

[sujing-sm]

been a long while, remember me?

*arrow pointing up* that’s the title of the fic, though it is fitting on how my presence on tumblr has been pretty... not me for the past few days...

So heya I’m back. i hope to write more soon, my hands are just itching... Lmao I realized that I just love to add the word ‘remember’ on to my fics, don’t I?

Just read On My Love by @min-min-minnie and I’m so shook especially the part where like Vitya skates to On My Love and I’m like??? I can ascend to heaven now???

My soul is screaming and at the same time I’m so emotional about this fic I can’t even describe so I wrote this little snippet to calm myself down. 

By the way if you haven’t read this fic yet it’s so good please read it you’re doing yourself a favor thanks. Who am I kidding who hasn’t read this yet. Oh wait, my friend. Like girl, you’re missing out on life. But then again I threw like how many anime & book & fanfic & song recs at her oops.

Click the ‘keep reading’ for what this post was for! (it was hijacked by my fangirling haha sorry)

Mondays. 

As far as Viktor has observed from the general populace throughout his entire working history at Ice Castle, Mondays have always been the most restless and painfully tiring of all the days of the week.

He loves it here; as the customers come pouring in, in need of a hot cup of cappuccino to fuel their sleep-deprived minds, the smell of grounded beans permeating the cafe, and the slight hum of voices in the background as they wait for the desired drink.

Doesn’t take away the fact that it is slightly exhausting, though.

He hands another plastic cup filled with goodness to the next customer of endless customers, and sighs.

Mondays.

Tuesdays are slightly less demanding, and Viktor can finally have a breather. Even after all these years he still can’t get used to the flow of things here. He thinks fondly back on the days when it used to be more bearable...

“Viktor.”

His coworker, Chris, calls out to him, and Viktor has no choice to go help out with the espresso machine. The man grins at him suggestively when he comes near him, and Viktor shoots him a politely confused look.

“So,” Christophe, who has been his partner for a long while now, flutters his long eyelashes at Viktor handsomely. He slings an arm over Viktor’s shoulder. “You’ve been pretty out of it lately. What’s been on your mind?”

“Hmm...” Viktor puts a finger to his lips wonderingly. “I don’t think so, no.”

“You can tell me anything, you know.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yup. Gonna spill anytime soon?”

“No.”

He spends Wednesday relatively free, as his shift ends sooner than expected with the slightly lesser amount of customers entering the shop; he retires early to watching video clips on his phone.

He is so absorbed that when Mila, a good friend of his, taps a finger on his phone-

He jumps.

“Are you okay?” she is concerned, he can tell. He smiles reassuringly at her.

“Yup!” He chirps cheerfully. “Just-” He gestures at his phone.

“Ah,” she nods knowingly. “I’ll leave you to it, then.” She leaves, looking much more mischievous than she ever had before.

Viktor stares exasperatedly at her back.

Thursday is much more busier, and in a way, louder than any of the days he has seen lately.

Yuri Plisetsky almost kicks down the door to the entrance in anger, and Viktor is to his service as soon as possible.

“My usual,” Yurio snarls in his own I’m-angry-and-you-shouldn’t-mess-with-me (yet quite endearing) way, but Viktor is not deterred by his attitude.

He cocks his head to the side, “I’m sorry, but what is your usual again? I seem to have forgotten.” He flashes a quick smile to the teenager, “You know how my memory is like, Yurio!”

“You bastard- my name is not- what do you mean, you forgot my usual?! I come here every week!”

“Hahaha!”

“Old man!”

His much more drawn-out resounding laughter only angers the boy more, but at least it helps Yuri relax for the first time since entering the shop. Viktor is glad.

Thursdays, he decides. Thursdays are great.

He remembers the first time the man walked in.

It had been a vivid Monday morning, just as the fifth or sixth customer had walked out of the coffee shop holding a hot cup of their preferred drinks.

Bright hazel-brown eyes behind a pair of blue-black spectacles, shortened black hair.

“Yuuri,” he had said, after Viktor had asked the name of the newcomer. “Katsuki Yuuri.”

“Hmm...” Viktor had replied back then. “We have another customer by the name of Yuri too. With a different surname, of course.”

���What would you like to order?”

“A caffè mocha, please.”

Fridays are supposed to be relaxing.

Here’s another fact that Viktor has gathered from working in Ice Castle: it is not.

Viktor hates Fridays.

That’s all.

Yuuri arrives on a Friday evening, looking a bit down.

Viktor hands him a  caffè mocha without prompting, knowing that the man needs some time to himself at the moment.

Yuuri keeps silent throughout his entire stay at Ice Castle, and Viktor stays quiet as a supportive figure all the while.

He cannot push Yuuri.

A few weeks later, Yuuri visits once again, on a Friday. Viktor is relieved, as Yuuri hasn’t been coming as frequently as he would’ve liked recently. 

Yuuri spills everything that has been plaguing his mind.

About his skating career, that has been in the dumps lately due to lack of inspiration. About his dog, who recently died in a car crash and he hasn’t seen in five years. About his family, who he just can’t let down.

“You figure skate? That’s so cool!” 

Excited, Viktor had then marathoned all of Yuuri’s skating programs right after Yuuri had left the shop. He had even been scolded by Yakov for not doing his job properly enough with the lack of concentration he had.

Yuuri had become the most beautiful person he had even seen in his entire life, after that. Nothing, not even Yuuri could change that.

Saturday.

Saturdays are lazy.

Even though the sun shines bright outside, and the birds chirp positively atop branches of the sky-high trees, work must go on.

Viktor squints at the one customer that looks vaguely familiar, one that Chris has served while he had been idling by the sink.

He looks... Really familiar.

Disappointment sets in right away when he takes a closer look at the person’s face.

It’s not him.

Somehow, subtly and irrevocably, Katsuki Yuuri has become a huge part of Viktor Nikiforov’s life.

Just like Yakov, Chris, Mila, Yura, Georgi; Yuuri is irreplaceable to him as an important person to cherish deeply.

Viktor can’t have it any other way.

He is... incredibly happy.

Sunday is an off-day for him.

Usually he spends his break lying on his sofa, hugging Makkachin close to him and checking his social media. He usually speaks to his friends casually over the phone, even Yurio who spits fire at him for wasting his precious time. 

But not today.

Today, he shuts off everything, turns off the notifications of his social media, mutes his phone and pulls Makkachin next to him to watch the video that’s streaming live in a couple of minutes.

The video stream is titled: “Katsuki Yuuri’s FS Live at the Rostelecom Cup”.

He is mesmerized, once again, as Yuuri skates across the beautifully crafted ice, performing jump after jump of phenomenal perfection, and he is in awe.

Yuuri is as graceful as he has ever been, all those years ago.

Viktor is aching with longing, wishing to reach out to the man that he has not seen in a long long time.

But all he can do is gaze at him through the clear screen, pining after the man he had once known.

All he can do is watch.

Because Yuuri probably doesn’t remember him, not anymore.

“I’m going back.”

“I’m going back... to Japan.”

All Viktor can do is gape at Yuuri, thunderstruck by the awfully shocking news he has been dropped with.

Yuuri... is going back to Japan. Japan, his hometown, with his family, who he hasn’t seen in years. Japan, which is the home he desperately misses.

Japan, which is miles away from here, from Russia.

“Alright,” he croaks out, hoping not to sound too heartbroken by it. God, he desperately hopes that Yuuri does not notice. “...When do you depart? I might sent you off at the airport. You are my favorite customer, after all.”

They both laugh, even the laugh is incredibly awkward and Viktor’s words seem so rushed and there is such a painful emphasis on the word customer-

Yuuri gazes back at Viktor, and softly whispers with a bittersweet smile, “Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

No, don’t go, he thinks, and hates himself for it. He cannot control what Yuuri wants or does, and it’s just so agonizing.

He is going to miss him when he goes.

Viktor prepares one last caffè mocha for Yuuri.

It is Monday once again, and Viktor feels rightfully tired, what with the amount of replays he had done on the laptop well into the night. 

But still, work must go on.

Mondays are tiring, but he still enjoys the work.

Just as he starts up his energy for the day, a thought hits him.

Yuuri is in Russia. What if-

He shakes his head. There is no way. Yuuri has forgotten about him and this coffee shop; he is sure of it.

That doesn’t prevent him from glancing at the door every time it is pushed open, though.

He knows he is being irrational.

The door jingles right open.

A man steps right inside, panting and covered in sweat. It is almost time to close.

Viktor turns around from where he is cleaning the table tops. “Sorry, we’re closed...” The words dry by his throat when he sees who it is.

Katsuki Yuuri steps forward hesitantly, “Umm...”

Viktor looks right into his eyes, wide-eyed and shocked.

“I’m sorry, but can you please make an exception just this once?” Yuuri pleads. “Please, if it’s that much of a bother I’ll go once you make the drink.”

Viktor straightens up, finding his voice again. “Okay, please sit down then. You- you don’t need to go after I make the drink, it’s alright. Take your time.”

Yuuri’s eyes flashes in relief, and he takes a seat on the table he usually sits in. Viktor’s heart jumps to his throat.

Yuuri opens his mouth, words clumsy with the man he hasn’t spoken to in a while. “I-I’d like to have a-”

“A caffè mocha?” Viktor speaks without thinking.

Yuuri looks disbelievingly at Viktor. Viktor gazes right back at him. His pulse races right along with his thoughts. 

Together, at the same time, both of their lips slowly upturn with joy.

They remember.

Writing is fun. :)

Wow, how did I manage to write so much in such a short time??? It’s even longer than We Already Know, I think. I’ll post it on ao3 too, since it got too long.

Oh and I just realized I’ve written much more dialogue than usual. Yay