#his JP voice is perfect and sounds how I wanted him to! which i'm still so happy about

[upperranktwo]

It's so surrel that Douma is like properly animated and has a voice and everything. I've loved him for so many years and it's just insane how long I waited for all these little moments 🥺

[stargazer-balladeer]

🌸🌺🌸 #nsfw 👁👄👁

A tragic way to get the Yaksha going is to almost get killed. He just needs to feel you after almost losing you. ( DO NOT DO THIS ON PURPOSE. THAT'S INSANE AND XIAO WILL BE HURT AND SCOLD YOU HARSHLY.) You could almost lose him doing that. " You're so willing to die..." his voice aching with pain. "Why? Do you not care for your own already, short mortal life? Must you quickens deaths clock?" Ya hurt em!

Genuinely looking at him in love turns him on. It's touching that HE could make you feel such things. You could have anyone but you chose to be with Xiao? He's not letting you go. Easily at least

This boy has sensitive nipples and pelvis. If he's playing silent. Torment these areas. He'll surely sing then.

Gentle love making can turn ROUGH really fast. Xiao doesn't mean to. You just feel so good. Squeezing around him like that. It drives him crazy.

Will FUCK YOU VOICELESS!!! WARNING! To me, Xiao seems like he'd do something in innocence and it'd take a turn. Maybe he's kissing your neck gently. Just pampering you. But, you struggle to breathe normally and he takes note. Xiao will keep this up because he likes the sounds you make. A bite here, a nibble there.

He'll find himself getting worked up. Pulling you closer and allowing his hands to caress your thighs, that subconsciously wrapped themselves around the Yaksha's hips.

Xiao will totally lick your neck, suckling on small areas. Going from gentle to rough. Just keep you making those delicious sounds.

Dry humping at this point. 👀 Don't get caught! Xiao can't stop his sensual attack on your body. He enjoys the warmth your body gives, your moans, the way you tilt your head back for him, your thighs squeezing his hips. He wants more of you.

Can't tease you for too long. He adores spoiling you. Beg him a little and he'll completely wreck you.

Xiao can get curious sometimes. He will always touch you in different ways, in different places. Seeing what makes you scream for him more. Will abuse the hell out of this once he finds the perfect spot.

Loves watching your orgasms, eyes rolling to the back of your head, back arching, legs spread, gasping for air and choking out his name. He loves it. Xiao wants to see this more often. And he will

Will tie you up. Hands above your head and legs opened. Xiao would love for you to demand what you want done to you. Loves to see the fire in your eyes as you've had enough of his edging.

If mc is a power bottom! 👀🤧 Xiao will die. Having you tell him what to do is just ekfjdkfkekf- boss him around but, he'll also tease you. "Xiao! Enough!" "Enough what?!" He ask while teasingly touching your heat. He rubs his fingers against the area until your hips are bucking on their own. (He pretty much loves when you're bossy, just so he can show you whose truly in control here. Bad Yaksha!)

Will absolutely fuck you against the wall at a strong and harsh pace. Loves when you can't even speak from how blissful and high you feel with him inside of you.

Loves when your walls pulsates around his fingers. If he's fingering you. It's not stopping anytime soon. He enjoys the filthy sounds your core makes as he slowly scissors his fingers in and out of you.

Won't admit that he loves the feeling of your nails digging in his back. Xiao likes a bit of pain💖 but he wouldn't dare hurt you purposely. Xiao does love pulling your hair and fucking you until your weak and barely standing. Your voice? RIP.

Zhongli: How are you, y/n?

Y/n: *thumbs up*

Zhongli"* confused* ...I see. Where's Xiao? I need his assistance in gathering... Y/n. Are you alright?

Y/n: ...my voice is a bit...hoarse...I'm trying not to use it much...

Zhongli: * stares at y/n* ahh, I'll brew a tea to help with that. *walks away to make the tea*

Y/n: * thinking* ( Thanks! Xiao! That would've been so embarrassing if Zhongli kept pressing me for answers.) *pouts*

💖 He'll love if go down on him. Taking him inside your mouth and deep throating him. Xiao will pull your hair roughly as he takes peeks at your lewd faces. Having you on your knees is doing things to his mind. He'll really try his best not to face fuck you but no promises. 👀

Likes when your fingers are cold and your touching his warm abs. The contrast makes goosebumps on his body. [ temperature play I see, sir.] Xiao enjoys when you rub ice over his abs and lick up the water left behind. I see him finding this out while your trying to help ease his aching muscles. You wanted to tease him a little by licking up the water and DAMN! The moan you heard was lovely!!! So you kept going.

His thrust are long as they are also deep. He's like this when he's feeling romantic. Taking you slowly and watching you expressions. He'll kiss in between your breast, working his way up to your lips.

Like this. Xiao will kiss you all day. His hips against you slowly, teasingly giving you enough to feel slight friction from his cock inside. His kisses are passionate and deep. As he holds your hand basking in the closeness of your bodies. Your other hand gripping his hair as he pulls out of your core and enters you again. Making your back arch and grip get tighter.

Xiao can't get enough of the way you clench around cock. So bouncing on him is the way to go with Xiao.

Laying your chilly hands against his chest as you left yourself on him and settle down on his throbbing length, again and again and again. He can't take too much. He'll be screaming for you in seconds.

I think his unrestrained moans may scare you at first. He's still trying to control his sounds a bit which ends up, sounding as if he's in pain. But when he finally stops trying to stay silent. OMG!!! I know you've heard his jp/cn va!!! That gentle, powerful voice making cute, high pitched moans sounds. Just fucking beautiful!!! His head turning from side to side, kiss his neck while you're at it, as Xiao squeezes your hips while you bounce against him.

🤧 why is my brain so broken for sub Xiao?

💖 the trust in his eyes as he watches you dominate him from above, the adorable blush across his face, the emotions you hold for him shinging in your eyes. Poor bb might get teary eyed. His hand gently reaching to your cheek as you lean into his touch.

Okay I'm done for now

😳😳😳 wow- well,, that cured my thirst- KAMSHEJEJ

And here i thought i was done simping and thirsting for xiao- guess not 🙃🙃

[shelovesrainn]

Lost Scrivener

Perhaps, happiness is on your way. Perhaps, for you, every day means a new venture for hope, love, prosperity, and felicity. But not for me, because for me, witnessing how the sun rises from the east with its brilliant light complementing with the blue sky means darkness, a nightmare that keeps haunting, another set of torture, pain, and sorrow−a torment. Each morning, as I open my eyes, I used to pray with my knees bended, my eyes closed, and my heart fast beating. My plea may not be the typical one for a 20-year-old; my prayer revolves around I, hoping for meeting someone who can pull me out of this chaos or I, pleading for this ineffable pain arousing inside me to vanish. None of these was heard, though. So, I got exhausted asking for those pieces of crap daily and started embodying and accepting the fact that perhaps, I was created to crave for that so-called happiness; perhaps, I was given life to be miserable.

The bus stopped at a familiar spot which is way too ironic to say, because my feet never stepped in this place before. Maybe what makes it familiar thou, is the vivid picture of it that I’ve been dreaming of every single night. And the moment I wake up, my body would shiver as the deafening beats of my heart prevailed over the loud noises from a bunch of city vehicles, like of a teenager’s seeing her childhood crush. Since then, I unconsciously desired to reach that place someday. I worked every day excluding Sundays and saved most of the fee they’re giving me for that. If you will ask me, for what reason, I weren’t able to provide you an answer because to be honest, I don’t either know. I saw a reflection of a pale maiden looking at me intently. Her hair is short, her face is cute, her lips are bitsy and only her pink tip tint gives color in it, her pair of eyes are small like of the Chinese and as dark as the sky at night, her long eyelashes are curvy, and the moles on her face are what you’ll never fail to notice. However, she has several marks of pimples all over her face and some huge dark circles around her eyes−evidences of hundreds of sleepless nights and tiring sobs. She isn’t novelty, she is just an ordinary, she is me.

I got back on my senses when the bus conductor yelled telling that we already reached our destination. The people went out of the vehicle carrying their baggage with them. I assume that they’re having their vacation, but it’ll sound ridiculous because it’s already July which is supposed to be time for labor. I carried my bags and went off the bus. My body welcomed the fieriness that the breeze of air is offering early in the morning. The blasting sounds of the water hitting the immense rocks of the ocean is like a lullaby from a loving mother that an infant is longing to hear for decades. The salty scent of the sea creatures tingles my nose. I smiled, for I know I am here. At last, I am finally here. I navigate towards the bluish piece of solace as the delineate visual of it in my visions simultaneously flashes in my mind. I realized that the paradise I’m staring at the present is more flabbergasting than of in my dreams. I sat on the pure white sand of the brine, relishing my own company. I wonder how and when do this desire of mine started. When I closed my eyes, the answer rapidly popped.

It was one Sunday morning when a blaring voice of a woman awakened me. Her voice was full of worries. It was easy for me to distinguish that it was my mother’s because I knew how she sounded very well. “Where did he come from? Is he alright?” my grandmother asked from the first floor.

“I…I have no idea. Hand me a bowl of cold water, please!” she retorted almost sounded like crying. I stayed silent in bed for a while for I cannot understand what was going on. However, anticipations are all over my head. I felt my chest heavies but still, I managed to be at ease and shake the bad ideas I’m having away. I heard my father crying and repeatedly uttering, “I’m sorry. I should have died instead.” Based from his voice, I knew he was badly wrecked.

Nica, my older sister came and sat beside me, she said, “The car was severely damaged.” There is a hint of grief on her tone, yet she is covering it with her most fabricated smile. I went down to check my father and the car. Gladly, it wasn’t that critical. My father got few wounds on the head, and several bruises on his arms and legs. However, that morning, marked my very first heartbreak. It was because, that day, I found out with my own eyes, the affair of my beloved father with an unknown lady.

The family where I belong to seems to be an epitome of perfection for many. We barely brag each other onto serious arguments, we set barricades to each member of the family lower than of the others, and we are used to be happy and genuine. But even the firmest post has to give up. I accepted the fact that there is no longer a way to repair and reconstruct this broken pillar. Maybe it can be rejuvenated but the stability can never be brought back.

“Hey, cutie! Can I sit beside you?” A stranger suddenly appeared from nowhere. He noticed my frowning face, so he continued to speak, "Hi, I am Danni. And you are?" I should have ignored this guy, but my inner self is saying he isn't bad. So, there's no way running away from him.

"Veronica." He smiled. His reaction is telling me that he already knows who I am, but I shook that thought away because I might probably be hallucinating.

"It's nice to finally be with you again, Veronica. It's been 10 years and nothing much has changed." He said.

That was my first time meeting him. Well, technically, it was not because I discovered that Danni and I are classmates during our primary school days. He was once a mama's boy who always got towel at her back and baby powder on the face and neck. He was the blithesome child sitting beside me for three consecutive years, I think. We used to be that close before not until we moved into another place.

"You left without proper farewell. I searched for you every day, but I didn't see any hints of you. Every day without you is darkness. For the long 10 years that we were apart, I'm hoping for your return. I felt hopeless to see you again. Now, that you're finally here by my side, I cannot afford to lose you one more time. I don't want to miss you again." His eyes were full of sincerity that afternoon when he was uttering those words. I am not aware of his feelings toward me, so I was a bit surprised with his confession. I don't know what to say or how to react. I stayed unspoken. I stared at his eyes, they are as brown as my favorite caramel coffee during rainy seasons. Those were once what I adored about him because aside from reminding me my favorite beverage, they mirror his soul. However, those eyes were what I abhorred the most as well. Those eyes became my greatest foe. It began when the sincerity of it vanished; lies underlies those eyes.

Our first year were pretty blissful. Though far from each other, we never failed to express our affection. We ensured to find time for us. Nevertheless, happiness seems to be ephemeral; misapprehension aroused. I felt like I was being taken for granted. I left; he chased me. I was too heartless, but I only did that because I foresee how our ending will be. Perchance, this is where I am credible at−overthinking then, creating my own ending.

Unconsciously, I headed toward my consolation. My body trembled as the glacial salty water slowly soaks me. I sluggishly shut my eyes, feeling the placidity that this paradise is giving. Perhaps, I have the same fate as of my mother's. Perhaps, I am not meant to meet the valiant one who has the audacity to save me out of this abyss. Perhaps, happiness is too much to ask. Perhaps, for me, happiness is unattainable. Perhaps, this is what I've been yearning for, all this time.

"I'm sorry, Veronica. I know I made something bad. I hurt you. I'm crying every night because of what I've done. I'm crying because I don't know if you still love me. What I only knew is that I'm going to lose you again. I don't want that to happen. Please tell me you still do love me. Please, stay with me. I'm still here, waiting for you. I love you." That was the last words I heard from him, the same exact words my father articulated to my awful mother. I promised to myself that that was the last time I'm ever getting a glimpse back of our story. This will be the last time I'll be remembering how the sun rises from the east amd how its light gorgeously complements the blue sky because now, together with the sun setting to the west, I am closing the book. Up until the end, I have written my own finale. This is my ending.

[toraonice]

Could you explain a little bit more on why you think the JP fandom is focusing on the "look at me~" part of the drama instead of Chihoko stuff (what you mentioned in your ask abt the event). I'm just wondering what you mean about that, or if you could explain that part a bit better than it seems it was in the snippets we got from Twitter? Thank you for all you do :>

Hello! I think it’s a matter of wording… Like, some lines sound more impressive in Japanese. There are some parts I remember very clearly and some where I had forgotten the exact wording, but yesterday I could find a very complete and accurate Japanese report of the drama (to be honest I find it hard to believe that someone could have written such a perfect report by just taking notes on paper, but.. yeah…).

My impression is based on the fanarts/fancomics I’ve seen. Of course, I cannot possibly have seen each and every single fanart about the event, but for example let’s say that I’ve seen about 300 Japanese fanarts and 50 foreign fanarts (numbers are not exact but they are close to what I’ve seen so far). Out of all the Japanese ones, none of them used the line that in English has been translated by some as “I could search all over the world~”, while I’ve seen at least 5-7 foreign fanarts about it. That’s quite a difference. The reason is that this line doesn’t sound as “deep” in Japanese at all, so Japanese people don’t give it so much importance, it’s just Yuuri trying to convince Victor to get down.

Details and partial translations under the cut.

The exact translation of this part (if the report is accurate, but as far as my memory goes I believe it is):

Victor: “Who’s better, Chihoko or I!?!?”Yuuri: “Who is Chihoko??? Uff… There’s no one better than you in the whole world!!!”Victor: “Am I shining!?!?”Yuuri: “Jeez, yeah you’re dazzling!! Just put some clothes on!!!”

Listening to Yuuri’s voice makes it even clearer, but here he’s not really praising Victor with all his heart, he’s just trying to convince him to get down, and in Japanese their dialogue just sounds hilarious.Now, to be exact, the literal translation of Yuuri’s line is indeed “even searching all over the world it’s not possible to find someone as ‘incredible’ as you” (now, this “incredible” in Japanese is “sugoi” which can also have a humorous nuance, as if he’s saying “I’m sure no one else would do the things you do”), but what it conveys in Japanese is more like I have translated it above.

Also, I’ve seen lots of people in foreign fanarts use Victor’s line “I am Yuuri’s ‘now’”. However, this line doesn’t exist in the drama! In fact there are no Japanese fanarts that use it. As I said in my other post, it can’t really be helped because everyone is reporting based on their memory. I didn’t recall hearing it, and reading reports I could confirm that indeed there was no line like that. I think it might be a wrong recollection of Victor’s monologue:

Victor: “That time, I was indeed angry. But not at Yuuri… at myself, for thinking that I knew everything about him. Sha Chihoko. Chihoko… who the hell are you!? Ah, well… I don’t care who Chihoko is. After all, the past is what made Yuuri who he is now.”(”Yuri on Ice” starts playing in the background)“Yuuri… you have surprised me a lot. You surpassed my imagination, by far. You always looked for an answer with shining eyes. That brought new colors to my world. Now it’s my turn. I will try to surpass your imagination, by far. Yuuri… I’ll show it to you. This is my true…. REVERSE SHRIMP POSE!!!”

I think maybe the person who wrote the report had an inaccurate memory of Victor saying “the past is what made Yuuri who he is now”, or “now it’s my turn”. He never says “I’m Yuuri’s now”.(note: I have no idea how to properly translate “逆海老反り”. It’s the shachihoko pose.. like a shrimp arching his back… Literally it’s somewhat like “reverse shrimp back-arching”.)

Finally, the “look at me” part is by far the one where “the way it’s pronounced” is most important, in my opinion. The translation goes like this:

Yuuri: (dead drunk voice) “Dun jus’ look at Chris, look at me~..”Victor: (sweet voice) “I’m looking at you?”Yuuri: “You’re noo~t”Victor: (disturbingly sweet voice) “I am~♡”Yuuri: “Hmm.. ‘ell then… Do it, with me..” (when he says “do it with me” his voice is much lower than before, like a murmur)Victor: (suddenly serious tone, almost whispering) “….Do what?”Yuuri: “Hn.. whaddyou do when you drink~…”Victor: (still like a whisper) “…What is it, that you do?”Yuuri: (suddenly loud) YAKYUUKEN, of course!!!!!!!!”

Yakyuuken is strip janken (rock paper scissors), the one who loses removes one piece of clothing.Anyway, the above is the closest I could get to how it sounded in Japanese! I’m sure even in Japanese it’s still not possible to fully understand how it sounded without listening to the actual thing, but language-wise, it still sounds closer than in English. I swear I wanted to melt into the chair and disappear during this part, it was that embarrassing. (note: I’m praising it) Many Japanese fans agree that you could picture a heart at the end of Victor’s line, lol.

The parts I mentioned above are the ones where I found the most differences between the reaction of the Japanese and overseas fans, but as I already said it’s not someone’s fault as it’s not possible to recall everything 100% correct by just listening to something twice, even if you take notes.

Lastly, it is confirmed that Victor was naked when he was doing the shachihoko pose on the castle roof (I’m surprised he didn’t get arrested for obscenity lol), but actually we don’t know about Yuuri. I don’t think Yuuri went to the castle only wearing his underwear, so he either undressed on the roof or did the pose with his clothes on. This is not confirmed in the drama or by the staff so far, and even among Japanese people there isn’t a fixed interpretation.

Final question corner (questions I haven’t been asked but someone might ask).

1) If you say that everyone is reporting based on their memory, how can you be sure that what you wrote in your post is correct?

The report I’m using as a reference was written by someone who either has genius-level memory or used “tricks” to remember it correctly, because it’s way too perfect (I only hope these “tricks” are not something which is forbidden at events). If you ask me “what did they say?” I myself can only remember the exact wording for some lines, but if you show me 5 different versions of the same line I can tell which is the one I heard at the event. And that report was like… exactly what I heard at the event. So I’m pretty positive it’s almost completely correct.

2) Can this drama be considered canon?

My opinion is: “Why not?”. I think everyone was in character. We know that Yuuri goes crazy when drunk already from episode 10, where he shamelessly clung to Victor even though they weren’t even acquainted (he even remembers it as “I didn’t have the courage to speak to Victor”), and this drama is set in the off-season after the end of the series, when they are much more intimate (however you prefer to interpret “intimate”). Same for Victor, he was already undressing and clinging to Yuuri in the Chinese restaurant of episode 6, so yeah… “Victor undressing in public when drunk” doesn’t sound impossible. All other characters sounded like themselves too, and let’s not forget that YOI does have some “surreal” parts (the triplets in the first place) even in the anime series, so I believe what happened in the drama and the subtle sides of some characters that we got to know here (can kisser drunk Seung-gil be considered “subtle”..?) make sense.