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hufflefluffhouse) wrote in
fluffnstuff2016-11-30 03:41 pm
Shipping Picture Prompts

SIMILAR TO THE PICTURE PROMPT MEME & THE SMUT PICTURE PROMPT MEME ONLY FOR SHIPPING.
i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.
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victor nikiforov / yuri!!! on ice
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[ victor means what he says – he wishes yuri would never retire. the uncertainty of their future together is looming like a monstrous shadow over the grand prix finals, and it worries him more than whether or not yuri will take home the gold. a twinge of guilt settles in the pit of his stomach when he thinks about it, like maybe he's being selfish since his priority as coach should be yuri's success, but he can't help himself.
he lets the embrace linger for as long as he can before makkachin starts pawing at his coat, reminding him that they're not the only two people in the airport. after a moment he finally steps back but takes yuri's hand as he does, looping their fingers together, and smiles. ]
Have you eaten? I thought we could go somewhere. You can tell me about everything I missed.
this tag is so precious and perfect omg!! cries ;; ♥
It's then that he sees Makkachin, really sees him, for the first time, and it makes him want to burst into tears all over again. Grinning, he kneels down to wrap one arm around the fuzzy pup, burying his face in the dog's fur just like he'd pressed his face to Viktor's shoulder moments ago. ]
Makkachin, you really scared me! [ The relief in his voice is tangible. His family had texted him when Makkachin was released from the vet, but that wasn't the same as seeing him here, tail wagging and tongue sticking out as though nothing had happened.
Viktor's words make Yuri look up again, and the curl of those long, slim fingers against his own makes his flush return. There's so much happiness in his heart right now, he feels like he could burst. Instead he just shakes his head a little, gets to his feet, and gives Viktor's hand a squeeze. ]
I felt too anxious to be hungry before, but... [ His stomach gives a loud, telltale growl, and his blush deepens. ]
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[ how are they going to do anything with a dog, you say? ]
Oh! Minako came too. She stepped outside to make a call, but she said she would bring Makkachin back home for me so we could go eat without worrying.
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A part of him wants to just go home and get lost in Makkachin's fluffy warmth, but a bigger part of him wants to stay as close to Viktor as possible. Being apart had been more difficult than he'd expected, and now he isn't quite as self-conscious about his clinginess as he used to be. ]
Maybe we could go to Touhenboku? [ the name ventures from his lips shyly, and he ducks his head. He's not quite used to this yet, as happy as it makes him feel. ] They make really good ramen. The best in Kyushu, probably.
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Yes! Sounds great!
[ how he hadn't tried ramen yet during his 7 month foodie vacation is a mystery, but he supposed it had always just sounded a little uninspiring next to things like katsudon and yakitori and sashimi. now, though, nothing sounds better than sitting down to a bowl of ramen and listening to yuri tell him everything he missed by leaving. ]
Here, let's go pick up your luggage and find Minako.
[ he takes yuri's hand again and starts to lead him towards baggage claim, makkachin trotting happily behind them. ]
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He ducks his head, smiling shyly, and gives Viktor's hand another squeeze. He doesn't mind if people stare; he's with the person he cares most about in the whole world. Following Viktor's lead, he feels his smile widen into a grin. ]
It'll be nice to eat something warm. It's really cold today, isn't it? [ The breeze that floats in through the airport's many exits and entrances is enough to tell Yuri that there's snow on the ground. ] Did you wear a hat? You'll get sick if you let your ears get cold...