Kaiba: Wheeler you are a worthless dog who isn’t worth anyone’s time. You will never amount to anything you deadbeat and your dueling skills are abysmal at best.
Also Kaiba: *invites Joey to his tournament even after having to deal with his friendship nonsense in Battle City and also claiming he is a shit duelist*
Also Kaiba: *goes out of his way to poke fun at Joey just to elicit a response any chance he can get even if they aren’t in a conversation with each other initially*
Also Kaiba: *answers Joey’s phone-call even though he has absolutely no reason to and is at work, a place he claims to require perfection and efficiency in at all times, while worrying about the state of his company*
Also Kaiba: *accepts every duel challenge Joey has ever given him despite claiming that Joey wouldn’t be a challenge for him and therefore shouldn’t bother*
Also Kaiba: *doesn’t openly show care for anyone but his brother, but still goes out of his way every now and then to make sure Joey doesn’t die stupidly or really get too hurt* (insert gifset and manga screenshots of every time this happens here)
Kaiba: And you’re especially not worth my time, Mutt.
necessity implies not having a choice and when it comes to their relationship it’s all about choices. it’s about having a single person walk into your life and realizing that no, you don’t necessarily need them but you are undeniably better with them in it.
yuuri skates his program successfully but his jumps are somehow lacklustre. his final score is high but everyone knows that it would undoubtedly be higher if victor had been there. he makes the grand prix finals and doesn’t even look that happy about it because victor isn’t there to share the news with. he desperately hugs a bunch of people and realizes that none of them make him feel that certain way.
and then he lays eyes on victor at the airport, and all he can feel is that certain way, so much so that he just has to start running.
currently living for the idea that given the space and chance and the emotional freedom to do so, credence barebone—due to his poor socialization and immense unwieldy homicidal ragepower—is sometimes, inadvertently, kind of a mouthy little brat