“I think what’s different for us is that…WE have found the love again for
figure skating and that’s nothing against our past team, they brought
it out of us in the first place but we needed a different path to
connect and we LOVE going into the rink every day and we found that
again and that feels so great for us. So, hopefully you see that
difference out there on the ice, on the competitive ice there’s a lot of
pressure so that might not show through as clear in this atmosphere.
But we feel it in our souls and for us when we leave this sport, I mean
it’s those memories that we’re gonna take with us so I’d say that…pretty
fortunate to have 3 runs at it…this one just feels a bit more
If and when Katsuki cries in canon, and im talking about full on heartbreaking-tear-jerker-you-probably-had-it-coming-but-it-still-hurts-seeing-you-like-this-bawling-your-eyes-out crying, I’m gonna have to put down BNHA for years to climb mountains, navigate seas, search jungles, discover space travel to figure out how im gonna deal with it and live on.
Hermione had taken his hand again and was gripping it tightly. He could not look at her, but returned the pressure, now taking deep, sharp gulps of the night air, trying to steady himself, trying regain control. He should have brought something to give them, and he had not thought of it, and every plant in the graveyard was leafless and frozen. But Hermione raised her wand, moved it in a circle through the air and a wreath of Christmas roses blossomed before them. Harry caught it and laid it on his parents’ grave.