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I still haven’t got to the bottom of why she has a monkey dæmon.
Food is not here to entertain me. I have books, friends, nature, adventures and my own life to entertain me.
Food is not here to sooth me when I am sad. I have journals, friends, pets, prayer, hot tea, music and showers for that.
Food is not here to pick me up after a hard day. I have tomorrow, and the promise of a new day is enough for me.
Food is not here to celebrate my great days. I will share my joy with others. I will celebrate and appreciate what I have.
Food is not here to fill me to the brim. I do not need to feel full to be nourished. Food is here to satiate me.
Food is nourishment. It’s job is to give me energy to get through the day. It’s job is to give me nutrients, help me get stronger, and fuel my brain. It is not a replacement for real life. It is not about pleasing my brain, it is about pleasing my body. True change starts at the very foundation. Change your relationship.
This mens button down shirt that Carrie wore as a dress right after she fell in the duck pond with Big was so effortlessly sexy
H-Hello! Since I saw the last ask about Sesshomaru, and since I love him too... I can a ask for the NSFW version of the headcanons? Thank you in advance! *HIDES*
Finally~ My day has come~
WARNING! 18+ CONTENT BELOW~ PROCEED WITH CAUTION!
Sesshomaru
Sesshomaru merely gives chaste kisses on occasion. He’s not one for PDA (initially) and keeps things pretty vanilla. At first.
He is addicted to marking his partner’s neck. Laves and nibbles over their pulse where their scent is the strongest.
Loves to dominate his partner. Growls and uses just enough strength to pin them beneath his muscular body. Uses his strong hips to keep them in place.
Apprehensive of blow jobs at first. Nervous about having teeth that close to his member. However, over time he learns to enjoy it greatly. So much so that he enjoys face-fucking (if his partner allows).
Champ at oral sex. He is a master with his mouth. Laves his tongue over their sex, harsh sucks, vibrating growls push his partner closer to completion. He can’t really use his fingers because of his claws, but has considered trimming them on one hand for their pleasure.
Has the most glorious penis known to any species, ever. Longer than seven inches and gloriously thick. Smooth flawless skin with a pink head that turns crimson when he’s aroused. This dick definitely gives his partner a healthy, pleasurable stretch.
Makes sure they are thoroughly prepared before sex. Keeps oil/lubricant on hand to help them out, and chances are his partner will achieve at least one orgasm before penetration.
Enjoys multiple positions. His go-to’s are missionary and doggy, though he has no qualms contorting his partner into any position that has them screaming. His pace will depend on his mood. Slow and sensual when he is relaxed; long and deep when he is stressed; and a brutal fuck when he’s feeling jealous or hostile. He will also take his partner’s feelings into consideration, since he would never want to harm or force them.
Not much for sex in public places, but that doesn’t mean he won’t spice things up. The bedroom is where most of the action takes place; but he also enjoys sex in the bath, in his office, and in his private gardens. Any place that is safe and saturated in his scent will be used for any form on intimacy.
Grunts and growls low in his chest. No more will really come from this beast. May growl louder when he climaxes, and bares his sharp canines. However, he adores his partner moaning and crying loudly beneath him. Does whatever he can to elicit the sweetest noises from them.
This youkai cums a lot, much more than a human. Spurts thick white ropes about 20 times. Completely overfills his partner, but it’s his body’s way of trying to assure pregnancy.
Rubs his scent all over his partner following intercourse. Makes sure his pheromones completely mix into their scent before he can calm down. He uses it as a way to mark his partner in both protection and possession.
Requires his partner to bathe after intercourse. Most ften carries them to the bath and washes them down himself. He rubs a sponge gently over their skin, and insists on using his own bathing soaps and oils. Washes them thoroughly before washing himself.
Prefers laying nude wrapped around is partner. Buries his nose in their nape, and keeps their hips firmly pressed against his own. Often licks their luscious skin and purrs deep in his chest until they fall asleep.
Always the dominant in the relationship. Often initiates sex/intimacy of any kind. Whenever his partner initiates or rides him, he still steers them under a firm hand. Not to say he doesn’t enjoy his partner bouncing on his cock; but often pistons his hips into theirs from below until they collapse onto his chest.
OMEGAVERSE! AU
Extremely sensitive to the scent of his mate. His pure Alpha instincts have him crazy for them in seconds.
Knaws on their scent gland regularly. Completely entranced by their scent and taste on his tongue. There is usually a mark left on their neck, but neither mind. Usually starts his day overwhelming his senses with them, mouth watering and brain foggy.
Marks their neck after the initial mating, but often nibbles and sucks over the mark. Loves to see his mate’s knees go weak as he assaults the sensitive spot.
Loves to feel his mate claw down his back when they fuck. The burning track marks around his spine only make his hips buck faster and harder into his mate.
Craves the taste of their slick. Whether merely horny or mindlessly in heat, Sesshomaru will spend lengthy amounts of time between their thighs. He growls lightly as he slurps and gulps down every drop of their essence.
Has a thick, smooth knot. It takes quite a bit of force to stuff the entire thing into his partner. Makes sure they orgasm a couple of times before he gives them his knot. Loves when they orgasm around his knot, since they will both have longer and stronger orgasms.
Purrs at the sight if his cum dripping out of their hole. Not only is the sight pleasing to his inner beast; but the aroma it gives off, both of their fertile scents mixing together, drives him absolutely wild.
Rubs his scent all over his mate’s things. Whether it be merely rubbing his scent glands on something, or even smearing his cum; he wants his scent wrapped around them.
His mate’s nipples are extremely sensitive. Sometimes he is gentle with them, merely teasing and licking over the nubs. Others, he will assault the little pebbles with his tongue and teeth until they cry out beneath him. His infatuation with them only gets greater when they get pregnant and start leaking milk.
MODERN! AU
He is is not super experienced. He has lain with a couple of partner’s before, but he has not had time to indulge in romantic or sexual relationships.
Not much of one for porn, but he has watched and read quite a few things to educate himself on the different types of sexuality, gender, kinks, and methods. He doesn’t know if he will ever use the information, but he retains it regardless.
His initial experience with his partner is very slow and sensual. He uses the time to study their reaction to everything. He listens to their voice and watches their body contort as he licks, touches, and thrusts into them. Keeps it all in the back of his mind for later use.
His job often stresses him out, so he will return home with a lot of pent up anger resting on his shoulders. This often results in him wanting to fuck. Hard. Loves to bend his partner over any surface and ram into them as soon as they are prepared. Growls and grunts as he takes them over the edge repeatedly.
He is not much of one to use toys in the bedroom, but he has a strange fascination with using vibrators of different varieties on his partner. The strong vibe patterns create the must beautiful looks of pleasure on their face, and he likes to see how close he can drive them to the edge before cumming. However, he does not allow them to come from the fake toy. They are only allowed to cum around his thick cock.
Speaking of bedroom, he would definitely be open to moving around their sexual escapades. His entire penthouse (save for Rin’s room) is open for sex. He particularly finds that he enjoys pressing them against the large glass wall, fucking them in the pool, and eating them out on the kitchen counter.
Once more comfortable with his partner, he gets more adventurous. He likes blindfolding them and typing them down so he can torture them for hours. Orgasm denial is his favorite game and he knows how to play it like a master.
Is very careful about using condoms with his partner unless they say otherwise, and even then he is apprehensive. While the idea of being with his partner for the rest of his life, he only wants to cross that bridge when they are both absolutely ready. Not to mention the thought of another child is a large pill for him to swallow. He has Rin to think of, and he wants her to be completely acclimated and prepared to the idea of new people in their lives before making that decision.
Worships his partner’s body with every ounce of his being. He isn’t prejudiced about shape or size, gender or ethnicity. He just wants someone he can connect to, and boy does he. He connects to them all over the place, frequently.
These are the ones I could come up with off the top of my head. There will probably be more that spring up down the road lol. Thank you, @yaminohimeyume for the wonderful request. I hope you enjoy it, because I know I did!
~Admin C
H-Hello! Since I saw the last ask about Sesshomaru, and since I love him too... I can a ask for the NSFW version of the headcanons? Thank you in advance! *HIDES*
Finally~ My day has come~
WARNING! 18+ CONTENT BELOW~ PROCEED WITH CAUTION!
Sesshomaru
Sesshomaru merely gives chaste kisses on occasion. He’s not one for PDA (initially) and keeps things pretty vanilla. At first.
He is addicted to marking his partner’s neck. Laves and nibbles over their pulse where their scent is the strongest.
Loves to dominate his partner. Growls and uses just enough strength to pin them beneath his muscular body. Uses his strong hips to keep them in place.
Apprehensive of blow jobs at first. Nervous about having teeth that close to his member. However, over time he learns to enjoy it greatly. So much so that he enjoys face-fucking (if his partner allows).
Champ at oral sex. He is a master with his mouth. Laves his tongue over their sex, harsh sucks, vibrating growls push his partner closer to completion. He can’t really use his fingers because of his claws, but has considered trimming them on one hand for their pleasure.
Has the most glorious penis known to any species, ever. Longer than seven inches and gloriously thick. Smooth flawless skin with a pink head that turns crimson when he’s aroused. This dick definitely gives his partner a healthy, pleasurable stretch.
Makes sure they are thoroughly prepared before sex. Keeps oil/lubricant on hand to help them out, and chances are his partner will achieve at least one orgasm before penetration.
Enjoys multiple positions. His go-to’s are missionary and doggy, though he has no qualms contorting his partner into any position that has them screaming. His pace will depend on his mood. Slow and sensual when he is relaxed; long and deep when he is stressed; and a brutal fuck when he’s feeling jealous or hostile. He will also take his partner’s feelings into consideration, since he would never want to harm or force them.
Not much for sex in public places, but that doesn’t mean he won’t spice things up. The bedroom is where most of the action takes place; but he also enjoys sex in the bath, in his office, and in his private gardens. Any place that is safe and saturated in his scent will be used for any form on intimacy.
Grunts and growls low in his chest. No more will really come from this beast. May growl louder when he climaxes, and bares his sharp canines. However, he adores his partner moaning and crying loudly beneath him. Does whatever he can to elicit the sweetest noises from them.
This youkai cums a lot, much more than a human. Spurts thick white ropes about 20 times. Completely overfills his partner, but it’s his body’s way of trying to assure pregnancy.
Rubs his scent all over his partner following intercourse. Makes sure his pheromones completely mix into their scent before he can calm down. He uses it as a way to mark his partner in both protection and possession.
Requires his partner to bathe after intercourse. Most ften carries them to the bath and washes them down himself. He rubs a sponge gently over their skin, and insists on using his own bathing soaps and oils. Washes them thoroughly before washing himself.
Prefers laying nude wrapped around is partner. Buries his nose in their nape, and keeps their hips firmly pressed against his own. Often licks their luscious skin and purrs deep in his chest until they fall asleep.
Always the dominant in the relationship. Often initiates sex/intimacy of any kind. Whenever his partner initiates or rides him, he still steers them under a firm hand. Not to say he doesn’t enjoy his partner bouncing on his cock; but often pistons his hips into theirs from below until they collapse onto his chest.
OMEGAVERSE! AU
Extremely sensitive to the scent of his mate. His pure Alpha instincts have him crazy for them in seconds.
Knaws on their scent gland regularly. Completely entranced by their scent and taste on his tongue. There is usually a mark left on their neck, but neither mind. Usually starts his day overwhelming his senses with them, mouth watering and brain foggy.
Marks their neck after the initial mating, but often nibbles and sucks over the mark. Loves to see his mate’s knees go weak as he assaults the sensitive spot.
Loves to feel his mate claw down his back when they fuck. The burning track marks around his spine only make his hips buck faster and harder into his mate.
Craves the taste of their slick. Whether merely horny or mindlessly in heat, Sesshomaru will spend lengthy amounts of time between their thighs. He growls lightly as he slurps and gulps down every drop of their essence.
Has a thick, smooth knot. It takes quite a bit of force to stuff the entire thing into his partner. Makes sure they orgasm a couple of times before he gives them his knot. Loves when they orgasm around his knot, since they will both have longer and stronger orgasms.
Purrs at the sight if his cum dripping out of their hole. Not only is the sight pleasing to his inner beast; but the aroma it gives off, both of their fertile scents mixing together, drives him absolutely wild.
Rubs his scent all over his mate’s things. Whether it be merely rubbing his scent glands on something, or even smearing his cum; he wants his scent wrapped around them.
His mate’s nipples are extremely sensitive. Sometimes he is gentle with them, merely teasing and licking over the nubs. Others, he will assault the little pebbles with his tongue and teeth until they cry out beneath him. His infatuation with them only gets greater when they get pregnant and start leaking milk.
MODERN! AU
He is is not super experienced. He has lain with a couple of partner’s before, but he has not had time to indulge in romantic or sexual relationships.
Not much of one for porn, but he has watched and read quite a few things to educate himself on the different types of sexuality, gender, kinks, and methods. He doesn’t know if he will ever use the information, but he retains it regardless.
His initial experience with his partner is very slow and sensual. He uses the time to study their reaction to everything. He listens to their voice and watches their body contort as he licks, touches, and thrusts into them. Keeps it all in the back of his mind for later use.
His job often stresses him out, so he will return home with a lot of pent up anger resting on his shoulders. This often results in him wanting to fuck. Hard. Loves to bend his partner over any surface and ram into them as soon as they are prepared. Growls and grunts as he takes them over the edge repeatedly.
He is not much of one to use toys in the bedroom, but he has a strange fascination with using vibrators of different varieties on his partner. The strong vibe patterns create the must beautiful looks of pleasure on their face, and he likes to see how close he can drive them to the edge before cumming. However, he does not allow them to come from the fake toy. They are only allowed to cum around his thick cock.
Speaking of bedroom, he would definitely be open to moving around their sexual escapades. His entire penthouse (save for Rin’s room) is open for sex. He particularly finds that he enjoys pressing them against the large glass wall, fucking them in the pool, and eating them out on the kitchen counter.
Once more comfortable with his partner, he gets more adventurous. He likes blindfolding them and typing them down so he can torture them for hours. Orgasm denial is his favorite game and he knows how to play it like a master.
Is very careful about using condoms with his partner unless they say otherwise, and even then he is apprehensive. While the idea of being with his partner for the rest of his life, he only wants to cross that bridge when they are both absolutely ready. Not to mention the thought of another child is a large pill for him to swallow. He has Rin to think of, and he wants her to be completely acclimated and prepared to the idea of new people in their lives before making that decision.
Worships his partner’s body with every ounce of his being. He isn’t prejudiced about shape or size, gender or ethnicity. He just wants someone he can connect to, and boy does he. He connects to them all over the place, frequently.
These are the ones I could come up with off the top of my head. There will probably be more that spring up down the road lol. Thank you, @yaminohimeyume for the wonderful request. I hope you enjoy it, because I know I did!
~Admin C
I didn’t know I needed this, maybe you do too 💕💕
Cleopatra
I saw this meme today:
It’s of course a play on another meme (which is literally the meaning of “meme”):
I found that meme on Instagram and broke the cardinal rule of social media: never read the comments section. I was rather surprised at how many people not only bought into this, but didn’t know that Cleopatra was:
-Macedonian (not Egyptian, not Greek, not Roman, not Persian) -not beautiful
I wanted to make a post about this to explain these misconceptions and where they (likely) came from.
Cleopatra VII the Macedonian
Cleopatra VII was part of the Ptolemaic Kingdom in Egypt, and the Ptolemys were Macedonian. They had taken power in Egypt after the death of the famous Macedonian, Alexander the Great (who likely died from alcoholism and/or malaria at age 34, just a fun fact). Many people mistook Alexander the Great for a Greek, but there’s a reason for that: Alexander the Great was a Greek fanboy. He started something called a “Hellenistic Period”…you know “period” is “length of time” and “Hellenistic” means “Greek-like” or “inspired by Greece”. It would be like if famous otaku Baron Trump married one of Japan’s princesses, then went into Mongolia to take over and implemented a bunch of Japanese culture…then, a couple thousand years later, some people might think that Baron Trump was actually Japanese because why on Earth would he implement Japanese rule? It’s not really common to assume that a leader is a mega fanboy, but that’s what happened here. I cannot confirm whether he had a Greek goddess body pillow, but can confirm I made this sweet meme in Paint for my PPT:
The Ptolemy rule came to an end shortly after Cleopatra VII’s rule ended, and it was Rome that had ended said rule. This might be why Cleopatra VII was thought to be Roman by some people in the comments section.
Cleopatra VII was Not Classically Beautiful
We may not know exactly how Cleopatra VII looked, but we can say she wasn’t a beauty queen (and there’s nothing wrong with that unless you’re in a job being judged on how well you fit in with that standard). How can we be sure? Here is how she’s depicted on her coins and in stone reliefs from the time:
Some sculptures have been made based on these:
I wouldn’t go as far as to say she looked like someone we would consider “ugly”, but she’s definitely not someone I’d be captivated by based on her looks alone. If that’s the case, then how did “She was so beautiful!” start as a rumor? It had to do with the fact that she was able to impress two other leaders. Some of the people in the comments section mentioned her “several affairs”, but we do know that she was involved with two other leaders: Julius Caesar and Mark Antony. The tales of her seduction, as told at the time they happened, involve her wit. Accounts of Cleopatra VII describe her well-educated (including that she spoke seven languages) and very charismatic. Combine this with her being the leader of a kingdom, and she suddenly becomes a very attractive prospect for sex, both in terms of sexual interest and reproductive interest. It appeared to be a mutual attraction for her, as she sought to expand her own power and interact with men who were intellectually, militarily, and politically on her level. In other words, she did was literally every other royal has done in history: had sexual encounters with other royalty for the purposes of strengthening political power.
So if everyone who knew her knew she wasn’t gorgeous, then why did this myth start?
After the death of Cleopatra VII and Mark Antony, a rumor had been started by this guy with a long birth name we eventually came to call Caesar Augustus. He and Antony, along with another Mark, were part of this three-part ruling structure called a Triumvirate. The other Mark (Marcus Lepidus), was exiled, leaving just Antony and Augustus to lead the Roman Empire. Augustus’ great-uncle was Julius Caesar, and his co-regent was Antony, and both of these dudes had been with Cleopatra VII, producing children that could potentially try to claim/take power from him…especially relevant since both of these dudes were dead. He basically had launched a smear campaign against her after her death that talked about her as if she’s a gorgeous, deadly, conspiring woman who seduces powerful men with both her charm and her beauty.
Writers of the time jumped in on this, and some called her a lot of really crappy things. One Roman historian referred to her as “a woman of surpassing beauty…with the power to subjugate everyone.”
Kind of reminds me of Rasputin, who was creepy and smelled weird but utterly captivated women. Women explained that it was his intense gaze and what he had to say that kept them interested, but upon his death what did the murderers do? Pulled down his pants, cut off his dick, and preserved it, studied why it could be so appealing to women (they claim the girth and wart near the head are a factor). It’s like “He’s interesting” wasn’t good enough…must be dick power! In the same way, “She’s utterly fascinating, charming, and educated” wasn’t good enough…must be a sexy pout and perfect tits!
As I tell my students: history isn’t just some old collection of names and dates, it’s human drama that still happens today.
one of my favorite (read: least favorite) things about how people treat cleopatra is she’s so often called a slut or is only ever portrayed as being this incredibly sexy, often scantily-clad seductress, when in actuality 1. while some ancient sources describe her as somewhat pretty, it generally seems that what was attractive about her was her intellect, charm, and voice, and the sources that refer to her as extremely sexy/slutty are specifically out to condem her, 2. she was a brilliant politician who chose her affairs as a way of securing power for her country and not just so she could have a bunch of sex (which shouldn’t be an issue anyway), and 3. one of the men she had an affair with was mark antony, ancient roman super slut supreme, a man known for his love of sex and tendency to wear extremely short tunics for the sake of showing off his sexy legs/probably also his dick
i’m not saying there’s anything wrong with portraying cleopatra as beautiful or even sexy, because she clearly had allure. all i’m saying is that, if your cleopatra is wearing less clothing than your mark antony, there’s probably a problem in your depiction of them
I’m back babiesss! With a fryday post and a small BrolyxCheelai thingy!
I’ve been sick and I’m also mentally preparing for episode 3 of Game of Thrones S8, so I need some cute silly stuff to balance the horrors ahead *__*
I have more VegeBul comics and stuff on the way, and I’ll be answering all the pms and questions this week-end, sorry for the wait :D
im back slightly better than before but at least i feel like drawing again.
okay so I got super inspired by this really beautiful ethereal remix of claire de lune and I’m on the hunt to find similar songs to put on a playlist.
So, does anyone have any song suggestions that embody the feeling of “I just dissociated so hard I astral projected into the tenth dimension to float amongst the stars on the outskirts of the galaxy, but I feel curiously warm and whole and I know I don’t have to feel afraid or alone”?
Like an embodiment of this picture
I’m not sorry.
some thoughts on ONE and his themes
i’ve been sitting on this for a little bit bc it’s a more personal thing and super tough to articulate besides, but here goes.
Most shounen mangaka center their stories around superpowered teenagers and children, which is just fine! I like wish fulfillment just as much as the next person. But I have to give a shoutout to ONE for doing what I haven’t yet seen another mangaka do, and capturing the particular mid-to-late-20′s sort of mini crisis a lot of people get after college, where they’ve been working justt long enough that they’re starting to stare down the barrel of “is this what i’m going to do forever and ever until i die oh god” and “I have a job and checked off all my ‘accomplishment’ boxes but now am floundering without the structure of childhood and academia”. As someone who went through a complete 180 career change in my early 20s, it means so much to me to see a young-20s character like Reigen, or Saitama, be disillusioned with their careers and switch tracks, or be depressed and unable to find fulfillment in their “same-old” routines, and have that be an important, central point of the story. I relate painfully to Reigen sitting at his desk and thinking about how he was bored and unfulfilled at his old job, and i feel like I can really appreciate the fact that he left it and made a change for himself. I relate to Saitama, if not to his godlike powers then to his feeling of “is there all there is to life? what is there to live for besides just my accomplishments?” It sounds dramatic, but it’s easy as a young adult, especially a financially struggling young adult, to ‘work to live’, and neglect everything else to the point where when you finally stop to take a look around you, you realize you’re not sure what you’re actually living for. What did you dream of doing as a child? What do you want, on your deathbed, your life story to be? your memories to be?
What does fulfillment even mean?
With Saitama, ONE answers this question first by pointing out that challenges and obstacles give life meaning. When we watch OPM, we’re not rooting necessarily for Saitama. We root for Mumen Rider, or Genos, or any of the myriad other heroes that we know don’t stand a chance. Saitama’s punch might give catharsis, but the pathos is all in the side characters. And Saitama knows this! the manga is all about Saitama struggling to find meaning in a world without those obstacles. And this leads to ONE’s second answer, through King: life is not just about maxing out your level- it’s also about exploring the game. it’s about collecting every outfit, or talking to every NPC, or befriending all the companions, or completing every side quest. ONE shows us that once you look up from your single minded drive to climb the ladder, there’s a ton more to see! friends to make! hot pot to cook! cool new stuff to investigate and explore with those friends! And this is so comforting to me, as a young adult, to have a piece of media show me that not only is struggling okay and good, but that it doesn’t and shouldn’t consume everything and that there’s more to explore.
With Mob Psycho- god, where to start with Mob Psycho. First of all, I was expecting a typical ‘everyone’s 12-14 years old and OP as fuck’ shounen. I was not expecting one of the central characters to be Reigen “I’m almost 30 and I’ve switched careers and am not succeeding in the traditional sense” Arataka, or that another central character would be Serizawa “I AM 30 and I d e f i n i t e l y switched careers and have doubly not been successful in the traditional sense” Katsuya. Both these characters struggle with the same question in different ways. Serizawa has a more straightforward narrative: he shows us that it’s never too late to turn your life around. At 30, socially anxious and with nothing on his resume besides “dropped out of middle school to become a terrorist”, Serizawa gets a haircut, gets his act together, goes back to get his degree, and by the end of the manga is not only well on his way to academic success but is really becoming his own person, with a supportive friend group, self confidence, and his own hobbies and interests. Reigen struggles to find meaning in his life beyond just being a boring salaryman - to “become someone” - and eventually through lifting his head up from the daily hustle and opening himself to others, realizes that he HAS become someone, though perhaps in a different way than he expected: he has become a very important person to all of the esper kids and to Serizawa, and through influencing them he becomes the backbone of the manga itself. Reigen shows us that personal growth can be nontraditional, and responsibility can be scary, but both lead to fulfillment.
I never truly thought about these kinds of things when I was younger, because I wasn’t living them. and the beauty of it is that both OPM and MP100 can be read by an audience without them; they can be enjoyed just for their comedy and their crazy nuts action scenes. But ONE put in characters struggling with these young-but-not-SUPER-young-adult issues, and it makes me, at least, feel seen. It makes me feel like I’m not alone in worrying about these things, in fearing the mundanity of routine, in struggling to find meaning in life while I’ve got the strength to grasp it. And it makes me feel like becoming an adult doesn’t have to be such a bad thing, after all.
Books
Viktor really loves books, his apartment is crammed with them. When he was younger, some of the more fantastical stories ended up inspiring a lot of his routines, ever desperate to play out the hero of certain things he’s read.
As he gets older, Viktor basically finds reading to be one of his few hobbies. At first he does it a lot at Yakov’s insistence to improve on his English around the time he becomes internationally famous, essentially sticking to the classics at first (causing him to sound incredibly pretentious for a year or so), before deciding he genuinely enjoys it, expanding his tastes more into non-fiction.
He picks up a pretty bad habit of starting the longest novels possible on flights to competitions, which often ends in him not finishing it, and proceeding to spend basically every moment off the ice with his nose in a book (which is why a lot of the other skaters go unnoticed and recognised).
Yuuri at first thinks it’s a little weird how Viktor seems to have random spouts of knowledge on a seemingly infinite amount of subjects, and can quote things like detailed philosophy out of nowhere, but mostly he puts it down to him just being a sophisticated person, and that’s what he assumes sophisticated people do.
It’s only when they move to St Petersburg together, and Viktor is reunited with the books that he had no space for in Japan, that Yuuri realises that his fiance is… well, a book nerd. All things considered, Yuuri is a night owl, but that’s nothing compared to Viktor when he’s in the middle of a good book. Thankfully, Yuuri manages to adapt to sleeping with the bedside light on, and the sound of turning pages.
He begins to find it endearing one of the few times he actually gets a response when he politely asks what he’s reading (usually it’s just a mumble as he holds up the front cover). In this case, it happens to be some sort of mythology collection, which Viktor goes into about half an hour of excited discussion about every little thing he finds interesting. It’s like some kind of barrier has gone down and Yuuri can’t help but loving the man just that little bit more with every passionate word that slips from his mouth
Even if he does force Yuuri into dressing as Harry Potter for a party one time.
Some of you are saying that the citizens of Hasetsu probably think Viktor is just Yuuri’s eccentric foreign boyfriend and I cannot say how much I agree.
“What a nice young man,” says Tamura-san, who used to run the fish shop in town and now usually sits beside the register and chats with customers while her grandson rings them up. She was born before ice skating was declared an Olympic sport and has absolutely no idea who Viktor Nikiforov is.
“Yes, we’re very glad to have Vicchan staying with us!” Hiroko says of Viktor, who’s standing behind her cradling fifteen pounds of tuna and smiling brightly at Tamura-san.
“How good of you to follow Yuu-chan home after he graduated!” Tamura-san continues, about ten decibels louder than she needs to. Tamura-san is about 87% deaf in her old age, but nobody has the heart to tell her so. “You must love him very much!”
Viktor, who has no idea what she’s just said to him but who heard Yuuri’s name, just blindly says, “Oh yes!” and grins even brighter.
“Have you seen Viktor Nikiforov?” demands a rabid paparazzo of some poor fisherman just trying to do his job.
“Who?” asks the fisherman, frowning at the lens of the camera.
“He’s tall? Foreign? Silver hair?”
“You mean Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend?” says the fisherman. Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend had run by ten minutes before with his poodle in tow, European synth pop blasting so loud from his headphones that it could be heard for a full minute both before and after he ran past. The fisherman doesn’t exactly know where Katsuki-kun found that guy, but he looks at Katsuki-kun like he hung the stars, so the fisherman can’t blame him.
In the end, he tells the paparazzo to go the opposite direction of the one he just saw Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend go.
A girl from Hasetsu graduates high school the summer Yuuri returns from America and is inspired by his experiences to go to college in America as well. She arrives in her freshman year dorm room and is greeted by a poster of Viktor Nikiforov hung up by her roommate.
“Why do you have a picture of Viktor?” she asks, bewildered. Viktor is wearing a pair of black slacks and a bright pink shirt unbuttoned almost to his navel.
“Oh, you know who Viktor Nikiforov is?” her roommate asks, excitedly.
“Do YOU?” the girl asks, incredulous. Viktor is known to her as “That foreign guy that followed Yuuri back from America when he came home” and also as Viktor-Who-Puts-Jam-In-His-Tea-Like-Who-Even-Does-That. Certainly not as Viktor Nikiforov, Five-Time World Figure Skating Champion and definitely not as Viktor-Who-Deserves-To-Be-On-Someone’s-Wall.
Come October, Viktor has started introducing HIMSELF to people as Viktor I’m Yuuri’s Boyfriend. While half of Russia reads articles about Figure Skating’s Living Legend, a sleepy town in Japan wakes up every morning to Yuuri’s Boyfriend Viktor wheeling through town on his bike with Yuuri and Their Cute Dog.
Viktor loves Hasetsu.
Hands down my favourite part of Yuri On Stage
Many thanks to @thatshamelessyaoishipper for subbing the entire section.
This line of dialogue (spoken by Yurio) is genuinely so important to our understanding of Viktor’s character. It’s fair to say that a lot of us kind of view his character as lovable, childlike, and whimsical, and that isn’t wrong. But this proves it, he’s only like that around Yuuri, according to somebody who has known him for three years or so at an absolute minimum.
This is the Viktor Nikiforov without Yuuri, the one the majority of people know. This is the Viktor Nikiforov who sits alone in parks in the snow, with only his dog for comfort, as he contemplates how his life even turned up like that.
I know this is a particularly bad moment, to be fair, but just look how miserable he looks.
Even here, he just looks so bored and serious.
This is Viktor without Yuuri for what? Three days?
The actual effect Yuuri had on Viktor’s life is astounding. With Yuuri, Viktor learnt to let everything go and just be him, rather than his more restrained and serious self, morphing into the usual personality we see and love for the duration of the anime.
All I can picture is the first day Viktor and Yuuri start training again at the rink in St Petersburg, and are absolutely gobsmacked to witness Viktor smiling, laughing, with his arms draped around Yuuri like he’s a buoyancy aid. Quiet, serious Viktor Nikiforov actually looking like he’s enjoying his day. He’s the opposite of the kind of man who would tickle someone publicly, but there he is, chasing Yuuri Katsuki around the rink like a five year old. It’s like some kind of bizarre dream. Even Yakov would have to admit that Yuuri’s presence has transformed him.
And perhaps Yakov even asks him once, unable to help himself, where Viktor suddenly got so much inspiration from, after so many years of misery.
The only answer he gets, as Viktor starts to walk away, is “he gave me his love, Yakov.”
Yuuri Moving to St. Petersburg
Eggs, Coffee, Bread, Butter by LittleLostStar | T | Yuuri/Victor | 2k
Yuuri has a small adventure at a grocery store in St. Petersburg and everything is just adorable.
~ “Yuuri, did you go grocery shopping?” “Yes, why? …What did I do?” Victor cocks his head, eyes crinkling, and just like that Yuuri realizes that he might not actually have the upper hand in this situation. “What were you trying to do?” he asks innocently, which just makes Yuuri even more furious.
Five Time Yuuri Katsuki Freaked Out About Living with Viktor Nikiforov (and the One Time It Was Viktor’s Turn) by Ame (Ulan) | T | Yuuri/Victor | 7k WIP
Viktor could not help his wide smile. Life with Yuuri in Saint Petersburg was off to a great start. He was happy; he was excited. He had never felt anything more wonderful and overwhelming and amazing in his life.Which probably meant that Yuuri was off somewhere, feeling the same, and freaking out.
leave-taking by winchilsea | G | Yuuri/Victor | 1k
Moving to St. Petersburg was Yuuri’s idea. Viktor wanted to stay in Hasetsu.
Next Level by ghostystarr | G | Yuuri/Victor | 3k
In which Yuuri and Victor settle into their new life in St. Petersburg
Safety Hazards in St. Petersburg by lucycamui | E | Yuuri/Victor | 3k
In which Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg and Victor discovers just how distracting living with him can be.
Alternatively titled, How Many Ways Can Victor Hurt Himself? or Idiots in Love
This Curious Condition Called Love by xtwilightzx (blackidyll) | T | Yuuri/Victor | 16k
The bite of pancake is delightfully buttery, with a tang from the cheese curds. Yuuri isn’t sure what his expression is like, but Victor’s smile brightens, and his phone goes up.
“Say syrniki!”
That photo’s going to end up on Instagram in less than a minute. Yuuri ducks, and when Victor whips his phone to follow, Yuuri grabs Victor’s elbow and drags him over so they’re both caught in the shot. Victor laughs, a long line of warmth mashed up against Yuuri’s side. He tucks his arm around Yuuri’s waist and raises his phone again.
Victor uses variations of the same caption every time: Reexploring St. Petersburg with #katsukiyuuri #oneplateatatime
“You’re ridiculous,” Yuuri whispers, after the camera goes off.
Victor smiles. “Ridiculous, but yours.”
(Yuuri has done the transcontinental uprooting of his life twice before and it’s never easy, but this time there are photos plastered all over Victor’s social media, explorations into Russian cuisine, shenanigans with the Russian figure skating national team, calls and messages from friends and family, and Victor, always.
Victor, on the other hand, mostly copes by watching Yuuri adapt to life in St. Petersburg).
Safe Space by preciousbunnynoiz | G | Yuuri/Victor | 1k
Yuuri is moving in and Victor is thrilled but Victor is also noticing something is a little different about Yuuri and he isn’t sure what
(Basically these two love each other so much it’s ridiculous and wonderful)
Yuri: *Is busy doing the housework*
Victor: *Is lazing about on the couch like a slob*
Yuri: *Sees Victor and puts his duster down, sauntering over and getting atop him* Babe... *Takes his glasses off, flushes his hair back and smirks, licking his lips before leaning down, pecking Victor on the lips* You busy?
Victor: *Is immediately turned on* NO.
Yuri: Good. Do the fucking dishes.
I’m a professional angst writer now
Bonus:
Street markets in Japan to romantic dinners in Russia :’)
Back on my bullshit.
Rewatching parts of YOI for fanfic inspo and noticed this very brief expression of shock Victor shows right when Yuuri leans his forehead intimately against Victor’s before the short program in episode 6.
Love the contrast between Yuuri’s determined, assertive face and Victor’s astounded blush. It drives me nuts when I read fics where Victor is the only forward one in the relationship. It takes a bit for Yuuri to get revved up, but once he is, he gets Victor (and honestly everyone else in the room) to quake in his very expensive shoes.
In other words, he shook.
We all shook.
But in a good way.
Any recommendations for reunited SanSan fanfics? Preferably having their storylines twine back together after Sansa's experiences on the run with Petyr? No pref on book or show-centric. Thank you loves!
These Scars We Wear
Bones and Rubies
So long as I have this
One Happy Memory
Up Against the Winter Winds
Alyssa’s Tears
Watchdog
The Sword in the Darkness
The Vow of Silence
Winter, thy enemy, thy friend
Don’t Look Back
A Wedding in Winter
Fields of Gold
If Memory Serves Me Well
Past Was Such A Long Time Ago
Heavy
Winged Knights and their Favors
Ink & Roses
Burning Bridges
Darkest Before Dawn
The Maiden and the Stranger
What Dreams May Come
On The Safest Ledge
The Reward
Everything We Cherish Is in Ruin
Rendezvous in the Vale
Gods Grant Me the Serenity
Kissed by her own fire
Inked
