just a quick watercolour sketch and nothing else
I have something like small crisis about my art., nowdays. So I decided to ask you guys! What do you want to see from me? Maybe I should do more arts with other YOI characters or pairings?
I look forward to your advice! XO-XO
I read an AITA post a few weeks back about a woman who liked having snacks in the bath when she's had a long day (a result of residual trauma iirc - the bath was her safe space). Her brand new husband of three weeks, a man twice her age who had no job, made her pay all of his bills and do all housework, and spent all day every day gaming because he wanted to make it as a Twitch streamer, had always been fine with this; but, on the day in question, had whisked her bath snacks out of her hands as she was on her way to the bathroom and tried to bin them, telling her it was time to 'break her of that filthy habit in his home'. She told him if he ever actually paid anything towards the house she owns outright he might get a say, took her snacks back, and had her lovely bath. He was since giving her the silent treatment.
(Obviously the judgement was an avalanche of 'NTA and also he's abusing you', which she agreed with, and decided to kick him out, so happy ending.)
Anyway I told my husband about this and he was outraged. "I would never do that!" he told me, furious. "I would find it adorable if you had bath snacks!"
Since then, every time I try to have a bath (which I only do as a rare treat) after about ten minutes there has been an anxious scrabbling at the bathroom door.
"Elanor!" he says. "Do you have bath snacks? Do you need anything?"
My answer is irrelevant. He brings me wine and poptarts. Now I have bath snacks. I'm a bath snacks person. Last time he was literally sleeping on the sofa when I went for the bath. Somehow this still happened. I now have an eager bathroom butler. How did this happen. I have never been so decadent yet bewildered.
some asshole: tries to control his wife by withholding bath snacks
op's husband:
My girlfriend told me she’s slept with guys before me. Were lesbian. What should I do? I donno why but it makes me feel gross
Ohhh fuck man. You gotta break up with her! She deserves better than you
Only Yuri on Ice could hit the fandom with tentacles and get fluffy consentacle porn out of it.
Hell yeah. This one is so good. I have it bookmarked. Pleaseeee share recs, anyone that has others 👀🔥
Omg I love this 🤣
“Oh, anata, this is beautiful…”
Yuuri's voice petered out into a hush as he brushed gentle fingers over the image on the front cover of the scrapbook, depicting his preteen self in a relatively simple but polished black, white, and gold skating costume.
“Is this Mila’s handiwork?” he warmly asked, beaming when Viktor nodded a confirmation.
Yuuri was already looking misty-eyed, and his heart flip-flopped at this realization.
“You haven’t even opened it yet,” he teased, bringing a hand up to thumb at his lash line.
Yuuri giggled in response and then his breath hitched, presumably, at what he discovered to be on the inside cover: a photo of himself, Yuuko, Takeshi, and puppy Vik-chan at the Ice Castle, taken during the 2004 off-season (as noted in the caption). Yuuri and Yuuko were laughing at Takeshi, who looked quite disgruntled at the fact that Vik-chan was drooling all over his hand.
Opposite the first photo on the other page was another from that off-season, again depicting Yuuri and Yuuko, though this time, they were both on the ice, their arms outstretched in matching poses. The caption read: Yuuri and Yuuko imitating Viktor’s 2003-2004 Short Program .
Below the first photo were several paragraphs of kanji written in Yuuko’s neat scrawl, and below the second was another written blurb, authored by Takeshi.
“Well, here we go…I’m definitely going to cry while reading these, I can already tell,” Yuuri muttered.
Yuuri, I assume you’re reading this on the day of your Free Skate in Beijing, which would mean that today marks a whopping seventeen-and-a-half years since you first took the ice as a Novice skater at your first ever competition.
Do you remember it?!
A drawing in chalk
The Sun and The Moon were lovers who rarely met, always chasing each other, and always almost miss one another.. but every once in a while, they finally catch up to each other, and when they kiss, the world stares in awe of their eclipse.
i can’t stop thinking about kakeru interacting with each of the sohmas
Fruits Basket Hatsuharu commission for Aims! ♥ Thank you aims for commissioning! >u<d ♥
Scars? Not body horror. Limb differences? Not body horror. Facial differences? Not body horror. Feeding tubes, colostomy bags, etc? Not body horror. Movement disorders? Not body horror. Visibly disabled people just existing is not horror.
I sincerely believe that the Yuri!!! on Ice fandom could always use more smutty Yuuri pole-dancing fics, so here is my contribution: a 10,000+ word NSFW story, featuring Yuuri surprising Viktor with a sexy routine to celebrate their 2-year engagement anniversary.
And because I can't get enough of Dom Katsuki Yuuri, or Viktor's foot fetish, those two elements make a very strong appearance. Below is an excerpt -- I hope you'll consider checking it out!
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“Please, my Yuuri,” Viktor suddenly breathed, the warm breath making him tremble as it gusted over his skin. “I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel, watching you. Tell me what to do.”
Through the haze of bliss, Yuuri finally registered the words his love had spoken, and opened his eyes to face him, head-on. He was glad he was seated, because the pure need in Viktor’s gaze would have likely caused his knees to give out.
Yuuri felt his heart flutter as he saw the intense desire to please reflected back at him. He preened, internally; no matter how often he’d seen his Vitya like this – worshipfully offering his complete submission – it never failed to take his breath away.
When he spoke his reply, he hoped the reverence in his tone was obvious.
“Of course, Viten’ka,” he answered, his voice hushed. “You always make me feel good, sweetheart.”
Viktor beamed at him, and he returned his smile, every nerve ending alight with a heady mix of desire and tenderness.
“Start with my chest, and use that pretty mouth, love,” Yuuri commanded, softly, sliding backwards on his thighs so he’d have room to work. In the meantime, he raised his arms and placed them on his shoulders, lightly gripping onto them.
Gods, this was such a beautiful and smutty read. The way you captured them is like you escaped from Mappa and share your work on ao3 now. Your details, your endnotes, I was completely lost in this one-shot. I just love how you worded the careful consideration shown between them, this almost desperate love they have for one another...unnngh.
I was blushing like a slut the whole read through.
Ahhh, @xo-arcie that GIF is exactly how I’m feeling right now 🥹 thank you SO much for letting me know you enjoyed it. I started working on a follow-up story yesterday, and your words have me motivated to keep at it!
Omg your stuff is so cute, I just bought the Tohru charm 😍
Happy (late) Furubaween 🎃🦇🍭
I adore this! OP, I love your art style
One of my absolute favorite manga panels, not only because of my love for any and all scenes w/ Haru and Rin, but also because I think this perfectly captures the warring emotions that the Sohmas experience when the curse breaks.
Yes, there is a palpable relief in their being free of the “shackle” that has bound them for life (suffocating them all, even Akito, who is the most powerful), but there is also a wrenching grief that surfaces, too.
Because when you have been living with a certain presence in your life for so long, its disappearance — while overall the best thing for you to grow and keep changing — can be devastating and disorienting.
There is so much uncertainty in having to find your new normal, and I appreciated that the depiction of such a momentous event wasn’t reductive in only showing the relief side of things.
12 | 25 : Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas to the Russian beb :3c !
