Okay but what if after chapter 13, Viktor thinks Yuuri never wants to see him again so he doesn’t even try to find Yuuri, who could either be in Hasetsu or Detroit (come on, that information is not that hard to find) and he just gets drunk every night in Moscow, he passes out on his couch, he’s so miserable and Chris doesn’t even know what to do with his friend. Yuri Plisetsky is so fed up with this situation, he can’t stand seeing Viktor like that so he kicks his ass and Viktor just stares at him and breaks into tears and he hugs Yuri hard and it’s so hard because he shares the name of the love of his life and that man is gone, lost to him forever and it’s his own fault.
But then one day, Yuuri shows up on his doorstep and finds Viktor completely wrecked and drunk and it breaks his heart… He takes care of Viktor (who should really learn to lock his goddamn door), cleans him up a bit, help him to get into bed, and Viktor is so drunk that when he wakes up he thinks he’s dreamt that Yuuri was there and thinks he’s really pathetic and maybe it’s time to move on… But the flat smells nice, for the first time in months, it smells cleaning products and borscht. Borscht! Yuuri is here and I’m going to cry okay bye. Enjoy writing the rest if you wish.
My friend asked me to recommend her a Percabeth Fic and I gave her a link to your Impossible Year fic and her reactions include "I JUST READ THE ENTIRE IMPOSSIBLE YEAR ONE AND OMG IM SHAKING THAT WAS PAINFUL BUT SO GOOD AND SO IRRITATING BUT SO BEAUTIFUL AHHHHH" "MY HEART IT WAS NOT NECESSARY YO GO KILL MY HEART" "I NEARLY CRIED LIKE THE WHOLE TIME" "SHE GOT THE CHARACTERS COMPLETELY CORRECT AND NOW I FEEL AS THOGUH THAT A PART OF THE STORY THIS IS AN ISSUE"
aaaaaahhhh!!!!! what perfect feedback, thank you so much for reccing it and for sending me your friends response :’D
yoonbum isn’t crying out of fear in this frame like we have seen him do before. He just sits on the ground after rejection. This frame breaks me, because i relate.
This type of crying is reflecting years of loneliness, being and outcast, depression, mental illness, little to no self love. Bum crying here, is after rejection, of being treated like he is unworthy, and for people to not care. He is blatantly pushed to the ground like he is some underserving creep. This kind of crying i have experienced a lot in my life. Of course bum is in a worse situation so his crying is probably more stress filled.
But in this frame i see myself a lot: The lonely outkast kid, who so desperately wants to be part of something with someone, so much that people being kind once can make love appear in their head out of the blue. The child who is rejected again and again, constantly and forever reaffirmed that he is not welcome, that he is gross and disgusting and wrong. His tiredness, his stress, his hopelessness. He is in this frame sensing that there might not be another alternative outcome; nobody wants to save the loner with poor social skills.
It’s no explosive crying, but it’s the rawest most heartfelt of them. There he sits, rejected again. I see myself in that and it breaks my fucking heart to at any point acknowledge these feelings myself.
What an amazing artist koogi is, to convey this exact emotion of hopelessness and real raw sadness.