#raccoon•nsfw ish

[eager-wolfboy]

Sometimes I wish someone would just?? Forcefully cuddle me???? Don’t ask if it’s ok to do, just lay your damn head on my lap. Snuggle into my shoulder when you’re happy, ruffle my hair when I say some cringe shit, hug me hello and goodbye as if you’ve done it all your life. Fight me for the right to touch even, if you’re so concerned about me consenting or whatever! I assure you, I want you to “win”, for us both to get what we crave. I am desperate to feel you; I just don’t know how to ask for it. I don’t want to have to ask for it. I don’t like losing control but please take it, take it, take it if it means I can stop feeling this hollow and aching for your touch

[bigshadyypanda]

Sumo Bout (Commission)

Commission for pandocula A mighty sumo bout between two different kinds of panda!

Posted using PostyBirb

[gojorgeous]

how do the jjk men treat you when ur on ur period? suguru specifically hehe <3

✰ JJK MEN: WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD ✰

pairing(s): gojo, geto, nanami, choso x afab!reader content: (MDNI 18+ only), nsfw-ish/suggestive, periods, period blood, period products, pet names, lots of fluff! a/n: i hope you like anon!! you have great timing cause i’m getting my period and i also have a uti pray for me besties i need help and antibiotics. left out toji and sukuna cause…. nah LMAO. enjoy, and remember ALL AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!

✰ GOJO:

Lowkey loves when you’re on your period, but is just barely smart enough to never tell you that. 

His favorite part is that you always want more cuddles, which means more cuddles for him. 

Thinks period products are really amusing– loves playing with your hot water bottle cause it’s squishy. Finds those ones that look like stuffed animals at the store and brings home like five of them for you. 

Will definitely buy you pads/tampons but not without the obligatory “what size is your pussy” text. Won’t buy them until you respond with “extra super pretty” and then sends back this emoji -> 😋.

Highkey likes period sex. Knows it can relieve your cramps and will use that as an excuse at every opportunity if you’ll let him. 

Is always on some cheesy ass shit murmuring in your ear about how doing it on your period “bonds your souls”, too. 

Constantly offers to get you pregnant so you can avoid your period for the next nine months… he’s only half joking.

Will actually skip work to stay home and cuddle with you if you give him even the slightest inclination that you don’t want him to go. 

Watches movies with you and has gotten surprisingly good at rubbing little circles on your tummy that help with cramps.

 Keeps the house stocked with candy, but, then again… it’s always stocked with candy.

“Babe. Look what I just found at the store.”  You watch with furrowed brows as he sets the bags on your floor. You’re curled on the couch, a blanket tucked up around your neck. He’d made sure to roll you like a burrito before he’d left.  He pulls out… a cow? It looks like a stuffed animal, but when he shakes it you hear something sloshing around inside. You raise a brow. “Ummmm–”  “It’s one of those hot water bottle thingies! For your cramps!” He tosses the poor cow on the floor and digs around in the bag again. “Oh my god, they had so many. I got the cow, the dolphin–” He tosses a dolphin out of the bag, followed by a puppy, a raccoon, and a cat. “Do you want me to put one in the microwave for you?”  He looks far too excited to turn down, even though you just heated up your old hot water bottle minutes ago. You smile and nod. “Yeah, baby. Thanks.” 

✰ GETO:

Mans TAKES CARE of you. Like… fully. 

Is really sympathetic and gentle when your cramps are killing you– brushing your hair back, rubbing circles on your tummy, letting you put his warm hands wherever it hurts. 

Runs you a warm bath and climbs right in with you. Makes you lean back against him while he gives you a massage and works out all the knots in your neck and shoulders. 

Buys you period products before your period starts if he remembers. If he doesn’t he’s happy to run down to the store. Doesn’t need to ask which ones you like– he already knows.

Wraps you up in the comfiest blankets and cuddles with you wherever you ask. Gives the best cuddles, too. Rubs your back in a way that has you falling asleep in seconds.

Makes sure you take your meds on time and brings you a glass of water. 

Secretly loves period sex. Will never push you for it, but gets super horny at just the thought. Loves the sight of your blood on his dick. Makes him feel possessive of you in a way that’s kind of scary. 

“Sugu…” you whine. Your cramps are bad. You’ve been curled in a ball all morning, even with all the meds Suguru has been giving you. “It hurts so bad.”  You feel him shifting behind you and then his hands gently prying you to lie on your back. You whimper, the pain spiking again as soon you roll out of the fetal position. His face appears above you, a couple stray strands of black hair tickling your cheeks. His smile is soft, but full of sympathy as he settles over you.  “I’m sorry, baby. I wish I could make it go away…”  He moves down your body, settling between your thighs and resting his cheek on the plush of your thigh. You sigh when you feel his fingers skate over your tummy, rubbing little circles into the skin that somehow work wonders for the pain. You sigh with relief, a bit of the tension ebbing away. “That feels nice…”  Your body relaxes a bit, finally getting a break from the incessant pain. Suguru only smiles, looking up at you through hooded eyes when he presses a kiss just below your belly button. You don’t fail to notice the way his thumb is sliding under the fabric of your panties.  “I can think of something that would feel even nicer…” 

✰ NANAMI:

Prepares for your period. 

Has your cycle marked down on his calendar so he always knows when you’re starting. 

Stops by the store a couple of days ahead of time to buy pads/tampons/meds and your favorite snacks. 

Runs a bath for you every night and fills it with all of your favorite soaps and scents. 

Cooks. Mans knows how to cook and does extra of it when you’re on your period. Will make you nutritious meals and urge you to drink water, but always brings you something sweet if you’re craving it. 

Heats up your hot water bottle every thirty minutes without you ever having to ask. 

Lays out a fresh change of clothes for you whenever you’re in the shower. 

Cuddles you whenever you want, but only after he’s tended to all of your other needs (meds, food, water, etc.). 

Will have sex if you want, but will never push you for it. If you just want the relief from your cramps, he’ll just use his fingers to get you off and then pull you back into his arms.

“Time for your bath, sweetheart.”  You nearly grumble in protest, but how can you do such a thing when he takes such good care of you? Still, you don’t want to move. Just existing hurts, much less walking to the bathroom.  Despite your resistance to saying it aloud, Nanami still seems to understand what you’re thinking. No more than a second later he’s scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.  “You know you’ll feel better after, love.”  You nod weakly against his chest. “Will you get in with me?”  He pauses. He’s got dinner to make and he wanted to change the sheets for you… One nuzzle of your face into his neck has him throwing all those plans out the window.  “Of course, princess. I’ll get in with you.” 

✰ CHOSO:

Is new to this stuff so he lowkey freaks out. 

Worries that you’re actually in danger cause… there’s blood??? 

Chills out eventually, but is still irrationally convinced that you’re injured. 

When i tell you this man is at your BECK AND CALL, I mean it. He will do every little thing you ask. Fetches water, food, snacks– whatever you need. 

Mans is panicked when he can’t find the candy bar you want at the grocery store. 

Happily buys period products for you but has to facetime you cause the poor baby is overwhelmed and confused by all the options. 

Is kind of attached to you like glue. Thinks you’re somehow more breakable in this state will hold you in his arms permanently apart from when you need to bathe, eat, or use the bathroom. 

Actually freaks when you have a bout of cramps that makes you hiss in pain. Cannot believe you have to do this every month and hates feeling so useless in taking the pain away. Eagerly learns that he can put his warm hands on your tummy and it helps.

Is actually amazed when you tell him that sex helps with the cramps. Worries about hurting you, but is completely down. Mans is definitely not afraid of a little blood lmao.

“Baby… there are so many…”  You can’t help but stifle a laugh looking at your boyfriend’s stressed expression through your phone screen. He’d run down to the store to get you some more pads– you just hadn’t anticipated how overwhelming the experience would be for him.  “I know, Cho. I’m sorry. Here– back up so I can see the whole aisle.”  He does as you ask, flipping the camera around so you can see what he’s looking at. You have to bite your lip this time to keep the laugh in. You’ve never realized just how many options there really are. “The ones toward the bottom right, baby. With the pink box.”  The camera shakes a little as he follows your directions, arm sticking out like he’s playing pin the tail on the donkey.  “These?” His hand hovers over a box that is pink but not the pink you need.  “Down a couple racks.”  Finally, his hands close around the right box. “Thank you, baby. I didn’t think about how confusing this would be for you…”  The camera flips again and you grin at the soft soft smile on his lips. “Don’t apologize. Want me to grab some candy, too?”

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[grumpytrashpanda]

Fanfiction Teaser

Stuck In A Bed With You (Chapter 2 - Nothing Else Like Me)

“Exactly!!” Peter exclaimed, getting up from the table to get some coffee and a few coffee mugs. “I mean- I’m not trying to brag or nothing, but I’ve got a way of making people, feel a certain way.”

He walked back over, standing behind Rocket and pouring some of it into a large white mug to place with his partner’s plate. “Some of us just happen to enjoy really passionate and might I say, awesome lovemaking.”

Rocket chocked on his food, his mouth full of oatmeal as he swallowed and looked around at his friend’s mixed reactions.

Sometimes it was hard to handle, because Rocket wasn’t all for discussing his sex life as much as Peter would be up to doing.

Sure everyone knew it was happening, and there’d always be times when the two lovers would be caught making out in the cockpit when a humored Gamora would catch them in the act.

It wasn’t a big ship after all and this was a place where gossip would spread around like a ghost tale, but still….

Rocket thought of saying something snarky but then he remembered the thing that was hindering his words. Peter could be such a real dick sometimes, he wasn’t even kidding as the remote was flipped on under the table and Rocket eye’s widened once more.

*BUZZ*

Rocket cupped his mouth shut, not wanting another startled yelp or groan to escape his muzzle, all the while watching his partner’s grin etching across his face with none the wiser at the table.

Gamora raised a concerned eyebrow. “Are you ok Rocket?”

“What?” Rocket’s eyes darted up to her face. “Y-yeah I’m just uhh- I got this toothache that’s been bugging me is all. Really sucks.”

[minkmousesworld]

ᴛᴀɴᴊɪʀᴏᴜ ᴋᴀᴍᴀᴅᴏ

⌞Lost in a snowstorm⌝ — you had no choice but to escape from the mountains [UST, cw: blood, interspecies relationship, raccoon dog! Tanjirou Kamado x snow leopard! Reader]

⌞Special⌝ — when a small raccoon dog climbs into your burrow during estrus, you are not too disappointed [NSFW, cw interspecies relationship, raccoon dog! Tanjirou Kamado x wolverine! Reader]

⌞Delight⌝ — collection of Tanjirou's kinks [headcanons, NSFW]

⌞Puppy love⌝ — when you find yourself in a relationship with three omegas, you are both confused and happy; they are too [headcanons, poly relationship, ω! Kamaboko trio x α! Reader]

⌞The center of the universe⌝ — Tanjirou, who is obsessively in love with you [headcanons, NSFW, cw unhealthy behaviour, yandere! Tanjirou Kamado x (yandere) Reader]

⌞Little Red Riding Hood⌝ — the little bun was walking through the forest alone, but fortunately you found him [NSFW, cw dubcon-ish, sex with a stranger, werewolf! Reader]

⌞Breed⌝ — Tanjirou knew that arranged marriages of parents' choice are the most unpredictable thing, but he did not expect that your first meeting would be like this [omegaverse au, arranged marriage, light scent kink, breeding]

⌞Fox's fiance⌝ — Tanjirou did not consider himself either religious or non-religious, but still feels the need to come to the old temple and ask the Fox Deity for the blessing of his new life [mythical creations au + modern au, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Incubus! Tanjirou Kamado [headcanons, NSFW, cw interspecies relationship, friends with benefits]

✐ Demon of lust! Reader x Teacher! Human! Tanjirou [headcanons, NSFW, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Tanjirou & primal kink [headcanons, NSFW]

✐ ω! Tanjirou [omegaverse au, cw male pregnancy, family making]

✐ Corruption kink [light NSFW]

✐ Puppy Tanjirou [headcanons, NSFW]

✐ Tanjirou and his earrings [fluff, angst]

✐ Dating headcanons [headcanons]

✐ Tanjirou with aggressive Reader [NSFW, manipulation by Tanjirou, cw rough sex]

✐ Monster! Tanjirou Kamado [headcanons, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Tanjirou & corruption kink [NSFW]

✐ Tanjirou & praise kink [light NSFW, praise kink, soft dom! Reader]

✐ Kemonomimi (dog hybrid)! Tanjirou [NSFW, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Daddy! Tanjirou [headcanons, cw mention of death]

✐ Raccoon dog! Tanjirou [NSFW]

✐ Raccoon dog! Tanjirou [cw mention of death]

✐ Pregnant! Tanjirou [NSFW, sex during pregnancy]

✐ Nezuko caught her brother and his partner having sex [light NSFW]

✐ Raccoon dog! Tanjirou & gag [NSFW]

✐ Happy birthday [NSFW, incubus! Tanjirou, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Consummation [omegaverse au, first time]

✐ Himbo bunny Tanjirou [headcanons, NSFW, hybrid au]

✐ Raccoon dog Tanjirou & pregnancy [headcanons, forest au, cw male pregnancy,

✐ Jealousy Tanjirou [slightly NSFW]

✐ Be safe [headcanons, cw self harm]

✐ Good morning, love [headcanons, first time]

✐ Tiny Raccoon Dog [headcanons, forest au, age gap, raccoon dog x kitsune]

ᴢᴇɴɪᴛꜱᴜ ᴀɢᴀᴛꜱᴜᴍᴀ

⌞Enchanting⌝ — when Zenitsu tells you that he has peculiar ways of expressing himself, you tell him that you support him in any case [headcanons, NSFW, modern au, feminine clothing, chubby! Zenitsu Agatsuma]

⌞The cutest alpha⌝ — even though you're both alphas, it's easy for you to get along [headcanons, NSFW, omegaverse au, alpha x alpha dynamic]

⌞Puppy love⌝ — when you find yourself in a relationship with three omegas, you are both confused and happy; they are too [headcanons, poly relationship, ω! Kamaboko trio x α! Reader]

⌞Mate⌝ — even predators are sometimes lonely, so when a cute rabbit comes to you, you don't chase it away [headcanons, NSFW, cw: predator/prey dynamic, interspecies relationship]

⌞Take responsibility⌝ — omega Zenitsu, who really in smutty love wth you [headcanons, NSFW, omegaverse au]

⌞NSFW Alphabet A-Z⌝ — nsfw alphabet with Zenitsu [headcanons, NSFW, cw dark content]

✐ FTM! Incubus! Zenitsu x witch! Reader [slightly NSFW, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Mobile text

✐ ω! Zenitsu [omegaverse au, cw male pregnancy, family making]

✐ Zenitsu's hips [slightly NSFW]

✐ Crossdressing, femboy! Zenitsu [NSFW]

✐ Crossdressing, femboy! Zenitsu

✐ Crossdressing, femboy! Zenitsu

✐ Bunny! Zenitsu [headcanons, NSFW, cw pet treatment]

✐ Monster! Reader x Zenitsu [headcanons, NSFW, cw interspecies relationship]

✐ Kitsune! Zenitsu [NSFW, public teasing]

✐ fairy! Zenitsu Agatsuma [headcanons, NSFW, heavy size kink]

✐ Lamia! Zenitsu & his courtship

✐ Consummation [omegaverse au, first time]

✐ Be safe [headcanons, cw self harm]

✐ The Soft Prince [NSFW, headcanons, ftm Zenitsu, cw body insecure / light dysphoria]

ɪɴᴏꜱᴜᴋᴇ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʙɪʀᴀ

⌞Into skirts⌝ — Inosuke puts on a skirt for your first time [NSFW, modern au, feminine clothing, petting]

⌞Silly⌝ — Inosuke is a little wild, but you understand (or he's wild because you don't understand?) [NSFW, omegaarcy au, petting]

⌞Puppy love⌝ — when you find yourself in a relationship with three omegas, you are both confused and happy; they are too [headcanons, poly relationship, omegaarcy au, ω! Kamaboko trio x α! Reader]

✐ Inosuke & primal kink [NSFW]

✐ fight & wild Inosuke

✐ ω! Inosuke [omegaverse au, cw male pregnancy, family making]

✐ Kitten! Inosuke [headcanons, NSFW]

✐ Comfort for Reader, food [headcanons]

✐ Comfort for Reader, crying [headcanons]

✐ What in their pants [headcanons, NSFW]

✐ Collar & Chain [headcanons, collaring]

✐ Inosuke with s/o, who cut themselves [headcanons, cw self harm]

✐ Be safe [headcanons, cw self harm]

✐ Good morning, love [headcanons, first time]

✐ Kitty [headcanons, cw: pet au, interspecies relationship]

ɢᴇɴʏᴀ ꜱʜɪɴᴀᴢᴜɢᴀᴡᴀ

✐ Rough sex, discipline [NSFW]

✐ Genya & bite [NSFW]

✐ Praise & teasing [NSFW]

✐ Vampire! Genya [headcanons, NSFW, cw blood]

✐ Lamia! Genya & his courtship

ᴋᴀɴᴀᴏ ᴛꜱᴜʏᴜʀɪ

✐ Mommy kink [headcanons, NSFW, mommy kink with 'mommy'! Reader]

[disdaidal]

My gifs & edits

A full archive of all my creations so far (2013-2021).

⭐ mine ⭐:

- all gifs - all edits - all writing - all videos - translations - photography - my AUs

⭐ sideblogs (gifs/edits) - dissygif (young hercules, htlj, xwp, taj, lots, cleopatra 2525 etc.) - banned4lifebilly (harringrove & keg boys - nsfw-ish) - clitinacementmixer (skins uk) - oneclangifs (the 100) - velvetsix (j-rock) - wolfshapedbullet (being human uk)

📺 tv shows 📺

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⭐ fear the walking dead - all my ftwd gifs series: nick clark | chris manawa | victor strand | daniel salazar relationships: nick x troy | nick x ofelia

⭐ miscellaneous tv shows: - american horrror story - the 100 - skins uk - being human uk - firefly - saints & strangers - mako mermaids - the new legends of monkey - z nation

📽 movies 📽

-  star wars -  the voices (2014) - bullet to the head (2012) - x men - it (1990) - spree (2020)

⭐ my lgbt movies/tv tag

⭐ favorite movies tag

🎮 games 🎮

⭐ all my gaming gifs - horizon zero dawn: photomode | psd - resident evil - uncharted - the last of us - assassin’s creed

🎙 youtube 🎙

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🙆🏻‍♂️ people 🙆🏻

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🐶 animals 🐱

- raccoons

[buckyland]

buckyland masterlist

blog icon by @buckywhitestar; blog header from unsplash

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kat writes  hey, it’s me!

one-shots:

Somewhere in Brooklyn Sam just wants to know where Bucky lives. But he gets more than what he bargained for.

Request: 10. “Come over here and make me.” “Bucky, we really need to take the last of the holiday decorations down.”

Sugar, Sugar You have a craving for sweets - so does Bucky.

Request: “Needing to change positions bc someone is tired w buck?”  NSFW. smut. 18+ only.

When Love Bites When love bites.. it doesn’t sting.

Request: “Fuck - faster!”

Request: “Hush, I’m trying to kiss you.” & “You’ve got blood on your shirt!”

plot-ish:

imagine bucky buys a couch from you and it isn’t until the couch is back at his place that he discovers your underwear is stuffed between the pillows

bucky’s not too happy the pet gets in his way of cuddles

appreciating bucky’s attempt to start his recovery on his own

Headcanon: Breakfast Bucky

miscellaneous:

124 drabbles for you to enjoy

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#bucky barnes series masterlist 

#bucky barnes headcanon

#bucky and his sinful thighs it’s exactly what you think it is

#bucky and his backpack

#team bucket for blast off bucky & rocket raccoon shenanigans

#bucky and alpine

#rump roast bucky

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dramione fic rec list - completed series

dramione fic rec list - ongoing series (as of sept 2020)

[araedi]

// Time for some rambling updates!

- Tweaked my Rules page a little, mostly just to re-jig how I tag triggers and nsfw with CW/TW after the trigger-word. No huge updates, but if you blacklist any of my stuff it’s worth a check to make sure it all still works!

- Hi-hi-hello to new and new-ish followers! :D I’ve been abysmal at keeping up with..just about anything, but please feel free to come interact! You can send a meme, put a random one-liner in the inbox, or just IM to plot or muse-enthuse!

- If you want more of me (for some godforsaken reason lmao) outside of just Thor, I have a bunch of other muses. Marvel/MCU-wise I have Scott Lang on his own blog and Kurt Wagner and Rocket Raccoon on the multimuse! The multi has a bunch of non-Marvel muses too and you’re always welcome to interact with any, so go give ‘em some love if you fancy it!

- Happy Valentines day! whether you celebrate or not have a lil love from the dash <3

[nonipsduck]

Hey fellas, I’m back again with our Indruck- oriented server, Eggnostic! I’m Alexander, and 1/3rd of the mod team, but more importantly, I’m here to say that we will be accepting members again for a short period of time! Details under the cut.

We’re friendly, chatty folks- if you’re not interested fast-paced convos we probably aren’t for you! We do our best to keep things fresh and active, but as a result of such, have found it necessary to implement several rules. I ask you read over them before you decide if this server is for you or not.

1) Be Cool

   1A) This includes respecting these creators. Don’t say anything you wouldn’t say to their face, both in terms of subject and tone. The language you use conveys a different meaning (ie saying ‘griffin goofed that a little vs berating him) and that matters.

   1B) Going off of the above point, we have decided to ban hypothetical “maybe whys” regarding late episodes. While often well-meaning in giving them credit for not being perfect-content producing machines, it does not change the fact that theories are for characters, not real people.

   1C) We also have decided to ban anxiety-ridden “What-ifs” regarding on why episodes may be delayed: if it is causing you serious emotional distress, it belongs in vent (however if the conversation spirals into people spouting off what-ifs we will intervene).

2) c'mooooooon

   2A) We discourage hyper-analysis of TAZ as it is simply put, not built or meant for that and will not stand up to such analysis, which can be a big downer on a server about loving TAZ. There is no actual prohibition on such conversations… for the time being.

   2B) Our stance on art/fic shaming is as follows: If it falls under obama's second amendment, such as whitewashing tones or features, conflicts with LGBT/ND/POC canon or headcanons (bearing in mind lots of folks are projecting their own real-life struggles), or the content is so horrifically awful (:remyvore:), you're fine. Direct attacks on the arts style, quality, and general artistry will not be tolerated.

id like to make sure everyones actually reading these to some extent, so please tell me your favorite amnesty character n why when you ask to join!

   2C) Related to the aforementioned headcanons, there will be little tolerance for "but why"-ing POC,ND, and LGBT headcanons. It is also unnecessary to insert that you disagree with someone else's headcanon on such topics. Serious, genuine discussion is fine.

   2D) Minimum server age is 14, Maximum 25. Please do not invite anyone to the server without privately asking a moderator. Public requests will be ignored and/ or deleted.

   2E) We want to highlight everyone art fairly, so #art-and-stuff has a 5 minute (ish) cooldown between art posts. We just ask you wait five or so minutes before posting your art after someone else.

   2F) Please be conscientious in both vent channels. Obviously ‘mood’, ‘same’, ‘kin’ ‘f’, ect are entirely inappropriate and won't be tolerated, longer messages with the same message (‘yea i’ve been there sucks man, oh yeah me too, ect) are equally unwelcome. Overly dismissive, Overly aggressive, or condescending (in nature or tone) solutions are also not appropriate.(edited)

3) nice.

   3A) We love goofs and japes, and for this we have #really-wild-shit . For serious and horny NSFW discussion, we have exactly no channel because we don’t want it here. At all. Thanks.

4) We'd like to keep a deeply connected server, and in that case it does not make sense to have everything fall under the mods jurisdiction. If you find something to be in poor taste or in violation of OMA, simply respond with an :eye: emoji. If you need immediate action, or would like a mod to address a situation in any way, simply shoot us a ping.(edited)

5) Blacklist content. Not to be discussed or mentioned in any context. DM mod to add.

   - Drug Use

   - Alcohol

   - Self Harm

   - Suicidal Ideation + Threats

It is worth noting that these are rules for members already within the server, who have already established that they have many hc’s, theories, ect in common. While we cannot ask, much less enforce the following, know the following going in:

> Duck content is all presumed Trans unless stated otherwise… although if you feel the need to state otherwise you probably won’t enjoy the server anyways.

> George is the result of a 3+ hour debate over voice call and is the collective child of not only Indrid and Duck, but our server as a whole. He was and continues to be something we bond over. I’m not saying you gotta know all the lore (because good lord I dont even know it all) but realistically you’ll wanna at least enjoy the little raccoon king we’ve created.

> The rules are clear about NSFW content, but to elaborate on an area in particular: this server is Indruck and Barclane oriented. Chatter of other, conflicting ships isn’t… restricted, but folks are allowed to nip and tease ya. The exceptions only being age gap content (Duck/Pidge, Duck/Leo, Duck/Ned, basically anything around a 20+ age difference. ) and Anyone x Beacon content (he’s a sword with a mouth, and we know you aren’t thinking of him whispering sweet nothings).

> That being said we loooove a good goof. There are several running jokes and recurring topics that may make you uncomfortable, including but not limited to: vore, oviposition, piss, monster and robot fuckers, ect. They’re 110% ironic, but do occasionally spill out of the wild-shit channel for the sake of us being funny bastards.

if you’d like to join, reply to this post, do NOT dm me. im busy this week and it lets the other mods help out too.

We’ll be accepting 10 new folks, and its not super first come first serve. If you join and find that we aren’t for you, no worries: we do not have public exit messages. Thanks for reading!

[prince-of-humbug]

Puck & Fenris | part 2 [nsfw-ish]

[Part 2. Fenris belongs to @darthmoran !]

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Another year, and then another two weeks in Vesuvia. Fenris comes to the circus’s opening performance. He greets Puck like an old friend after his act, slinging an arm around his shoulders and pulling him in for a hug. They grab food at one of the stands, and walk the grounds sharing kabobs and cider. Puck tells Fenris how to cheat at all the games since they’re nearly all rigged to be impossible for paying customers to beat.

It’s... nice.

It’s different.

Puck doesn’t like it. He wants what he knows, what he’s familiar with. Anything else and it will hurt too much when Fenris eventually leaves and doesn’t come back.

But what if he stays? It’s a tiny hope in the back of his mind: what if things can continue like this, with easy companionship and amusing conversation, and evenings spent in a tangle of limbs. Some nights, they’re so exhausted they fall asleep together, and Fenris is actually there when Puck wakes up.

“I should start charging you rent,” Puck teases when it happens three nights in a row.

Fenris smirks, and bites at the jut of Puck’s hip. “Here’s a deposit for tonight, then.” And before Puck can contemplate the implications of that (he likes to stay? He wants to stay?) there’s a hot mouth on him to effectively chase away coherent thought.

Just as well.

__________

Another year passes. Puck has done well enough learning magic tricks to earn himself a private booth, which he operates when he’s not performing his ever-popular silks routine. People are charmed by him, even if they know his tricks are illusion. They look real enough, and that’s all that matters. There’s one person he’s excited to reveal the booth to more than anyone else, and so he’s ecstatic when he sees that very person strolling through the crowd. There’s a handsome white-haired man walking beside him, though the two don’t look anywhere near close enough to presume as lovers.

The white-haired man actually spies his tent first, and points it out. Puck grins as they approach, leaning forward to rest his chin in his palm as he catches Fenris’s eye. “Told you I was a magician.”

Fenris blinks and frowns at him. “What?”

The complete lack of recognition throws Puck for a loop, forces him to look between the two men and reassess what their relationship might be. They don’t seem close, but there must be something he’s missing. For Fenris to pretend as if he doesn’t even know him... this must be someone serious. Someone important.

The words sit heavy in the back of Puck’s mind: important. You are not important.

Puck forces a laugh. “Sorry, mate. My mistake. Took you for someone else.”

The white-haired man beside Fenris clears his throat softly. There’s a crease between his brows as he looks at Puck.

“May I get a reading?” he asks, gesturing to the crystal ball on the table within the booth.

Honestly, Puck’s not in the mood to fake it. But he’s a showman and he knows his place, even if the time he spent with Fenris made him momentarily forget it. He’s here to work, and damn it if he won’t get his money’s worth from this pretty fellow.

Puck takes a seat on the opposite side of the white-haired man, his bracelets jangling musically as he makes a show of waving his hand over the crystal ball. He subtly placed his other hand under the table where he knows Goodfellow sits and signs, bag; coins.

“You know him,” the man whispers, before Puck can get into any of his spiel about the future unveiling itself.

Puck jerks his hand back, eyes narrowing. “What’s it to you?”

The man huffs a laugh. “Of course. My name is Asra. I’m—“

“Don’t need to explain nothin to me. I get it,” Puck promises, holding up his hands in surrender. “We was nothin serious, he and I. I’m only in town a few weeks a year.”

Maybe if he’d been around longer things could have been different. Puck looks over Asra’s bronze skin and amethyst eyes, his delicate white lashes and the charming dimples at his cheeks, and knows it’s not the case. In no universe would anyone ever choose him - not Pipsqueak Puck, scrawny and gap-toothed and bushy-haired - over someone like that.

“He doesn’t remember,” Asra corrects gently, eyes clouded with regret. “Whatever you may have been to each other, he has no memory of it.”

Puck doesn’t say anything. Can’t say anything. He can barely wrap his mind around it. Memory loss? “How?”

Asra shakes his head. “I’m sorry.” With that, he stands up, adjusts the strap of his bag on his shoulder. He lifts the flap of the bag and reaches in, taking out a few dates and placing them on the table. “I noticed your raccoon take one. He’s welcome to the rest.”

__________

Fucking memory loss.

Puck shouldn’t be surprised. Nothing in his life lasts, apparently not even people’s damn memories of him.

He’s not going to wallow over it though. He considered it - briefly, as he watched Asra and Fenris walk away, he’d allowed himself the small fit of sweeping the dates angrily to the floor.

But now he knows what he’s going to do - what he has to do, as someone who considered himself Fenris’s friend. Simply, if Fenris has no memories, Puck will help him make new ones.

He starts with the approach that’s most familiar to them: he invites him for a drink.

[electricbluebutterflies]

forget.

“She asks for peace and instead she gets HIM.”

Or, I wanted to write angsty mid-s2-ish Kabby smut so here we are. Bit canon-divergent in no specific direction and obviously NSFW.

She goes to the water when she gets the chance. There are hundreds of things she ought to be doing at this given moment, but that’s never stopped Abby from following her heart and right now that heart is saying she needs to breathe. Just for an hour, maybe two if she gets distracted in a nice sort of way, certainly not enough time for the entire encampment to catch fire in her absence. And hell, if she’s wrong, enough people have a vague idea where she is and...

Oh, she doesn’t care about them right now. She doesn’t care. She’s overwhelmed, she hates being in charge, and she wants to forget for a little while. Even the more sacrificial part of her soul can justify that.

She stops a couple yards from the edge of the lake and begins to slowly shed her clothing, taking inventory of her bits and pieces as she does so. There’s a tear on the left sleeve of her jacket that she ought to mend - perhaps she’ll do that next time she hits breaking point, curl up with needle and thread and be a damned person instead of this escape - and a few bruises on her legs that she doesn’t remember getting. Her skin feels loose in places, and she knows that even with resources as they are she’s not eating as much as she ought to because half the time she genuinely forgets. Sleep gets the same respect from her lately, and she’s almost amazed that she’s even on her feet right now. No, perhaps that’s too strong a word for her current state... she is, after all, having a minor breakdown in private to keep from a major one in public, but...

Abby has never feared her emotions before, but lately she just wants to numb them. Stop feeling, stop caring. Stop feeling the pressure to be a perfect mother, an honorable leader, a person capable of herding several hundred people around without any major disaster. Stop wondering when the stars will stop taking from her. Just stop. Not permanently or anything, but for a little while, long enough to heal.

Her fingers involuntarily ghost over the scars on her lower back. Hadn’t that been enough sign of her not-enough-ness? Her blood bought healing, but at such cost. Just thinking of that day sends an echo of pain pulsing though her body, a sensation she fears she will never forget. Unlike those she loves, Abby does not have a martyr’s desires. She wants, so desperately, to live. She wants...

She unties her hair, lets the piece of cord fall atop her clothing, and walks forward into the lake. In water, peace. In water, untouchable.

She half expects these little adventures will get her bitten and killed by some sort of water serpent, like what almost happened to that poor Blake girl - poor kid, maybe the only of their kind with even worse luck than herself - but Abby doesn’t feel so much as a harmless fish as she pushes off the bottom of the water and floats on her back. Teaching herself to swim has been a little bit trial and error, but there’s a primal human instinct for it and floating is the most natural thing in the world to her. Worst case scenario, this part of the water is only waist deep, so she’ll be able to save herself if she gets distracted or-

In the distance, footsteps. Peace broken as she remembers that she is alone, female, and unarmed. (Not to mention undressed, but that feels like a lesser concern.) She drops down fluidly, sinks neck-deep in the water, waits. Probably nothing. Probably just a mutant raccoon or some other strange wildlife. She’ll be fine. She’ll be-

No. Human, coming towards her, and familiar as a figure starts to emerge through the trees. No, even worse. About the last person she wants to deal with right now, because so help her they’ve known each other since childhood and no matter how hard she tries she can’t remember a single interaction that hasn’t given her a headache. Dammit. She asks for peace and instead she gets him.

“Where did you go?” Marcus growls. He’s within arm’s distance of her clothing pile, scanning the area for any sign of life. Not worried, exactly, but getting close and Abby feels almost proud of herself for inspiring that and yet-

“Out here,” she calls, not making herself any more visible.

He shakes his head, the perpetual look of frustration blossoming all over him. “At least tell someone next time.”

“I did. Just no one you bothered to ask.”

He grants the point and, without any verbal explanation, sits down on the ground next to her pile. A few slight shifts of position for maximum comfort and oh, there is something strangely natural about the sight of him there, middle-aged lion protecting a woman he doesn’t even like half the time. If Abby were braver, or perhaps a little more lucid, she’d say something about that. As it is...

“Join me?”

Apparently, two words is all it takes to make Marcus’s face turn a beautiful shade of pink beneath his scruff. “What?”

“Water’s much more comfortable than open air,” Abby shrugs, shifting herself so her shoulders break through the surface. “I promise I won’t splash you.”

“That’s not what worries me,” he mutters. “But if you insist...”

She stares as he strips down. She can’t help it. She’s seen more than her share of naked bodies over the years, each with their own form of beauty, but she’s especially captivated by this one. The shape of him is pleasing, she thinks, perhaps not yet enough scars on his skin but there’s still life to be lived and that will come in time.  And okay, fine, she wonders what a soldier’s calluses would feel like brushed against her skin. She wonders, not for the first time, what it would take to break him apart and taste the wreckage. Perhaps, she thinks, it would be enough.

First, though, first she gets the pleasure of watching one of the strongest people she knows have an overwhelming experience. She’d expected otherwise, figured poor Marcus would’ve had to charge into the water chasing something by now, but apparently not and she giggles as he reacts to cold water on skin. Comparatively comfortable, perhaps, but still a hell of a sensory experience for the uninitiated and-

”You’re enjoying this too much,” he growls. He’s almost hip-deep by now, could reach out and touch her if he wanted to but doesn’t because of... heavens, could be any number or combination of reasons, damned if she knows but-

“Not too much at all,” she counters, rising to her full height. Abby’s aware she’s tiny by comparison, but she doesn’t care as she twirls around so her back is facing him and pushes her hair out of the way so her scars are fully visible. “That was still worse.”

He closes the distance and brushes his fingertips across her marks, gentle as can be under the circumstances. “I was wrong. Is that what you want to hear?”

“Depends. Do you mean it?”

“More than anything.”

“Prove it.”

She’s not sure what to expect, but she’s pleasantly surprised as he pulls her back against him and cautiously wraps his arm around her waist. “Tell me when to stop,” he murmurs as his other hand begins to climb her inner thigh.

“This doesn’t mean anything at all.” As if saying it will make it true.

“First thing you haven’t complicated.”

Abby shifts her body just so, satisfied with the response against her lower back. “Make me forget.”

He traces patterns efficiently yet with an adaptive gentleness that pleasantly surprises her. No teasing or unnecessary foreplay, just a finger on her clit applying pressure just so. And no unnecessary words either, and she’s thankful for that. Means better odds this will help her go numb. Means-

She’s thankful for his arm around her as the world goes suddenly very bright, and when she comes back down all is exactly as she left it and she’s thankful for that to. For that, she repays the kindness by twirling around and pulling him down for a kiss and-

“Still means nothing,” she breathes against his lips.

She rests her head against his chest and feels... perhaps more than she wants to, but not so much the overwhelming weight of the world. A flicker of light taking human form opposite her, stroking her back and allowing her to claim whatever pieces of him she needs.

“I like when we forget we hate each other,” Marcus breathes, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of Abby’s head.

“I’ve never hated you,” she counters. “You annoy me more than anyone else I’ve ever met, but it’s nothing personal.”

”Damn. And here I thought you’d intentionally spent the last twenty years making my life a living hell.”

“You did most of that to yourself. All I really needed to do was point it out.”

“Not anymore. As long as I can remember your screams... I will do better.”

“I know.”

Abby closes her eyes and, for a heartbeat, she forgets and it is enough.

[seijousucks]

a victuri fic rec: part two! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ♡ 

part one (x)

my favorites will be bolded!

if its tagged nsfw it just mean its pwp

one shots

-  never tasted rubies by ebenroot / words: 16613

Phichit puts up a poll on the radio website. It reads ‘What Do U Think About Yuuri K. from Hasetsu Nights and the Mysterious Caller Victor?’

Seventy-five percent of listeners said ‘lol they should just f*ck already tbh’.

--

in which Yuuri is an unwilling radio host and Victor won't stop calling in to chat with him

-  Dance For You by Grassepi / words: 3425

Viktor Nikiforov is going to learn to pole-dance if it's the last thing he does.

-   while you're here in my arms by lazulisong / words: 4434

Victor slinks in the kitchen, looking shifty as hell and holding a plastic sack of snacks from the combini a block away.

Yuri hates that he finds it more charming than weird, but he's still reaching out and making grabby hands toward it.

He also hates that he's managed to avoid Victor seeing him in raccoon-and-desserts print PJ bottoms and a shirt with a trophy that says WORLD'S BEST TRASH (thanks, Phichit) on it for seven months, but failed now, three months before Victor is set to leave. It's like skating a perfect program and then falling on your ass five seconds before the end. He’s managed to dress himself like an adult human all this time but now Victor is being treated to the Full Katsuki Yuri In Heat experience and staring at him like he can’t believe his eyes. .

"I got you purple sports drink," says Victor, eyes slightly crazy, and Yuri hates even more that he's into a person that likes purple sports drink.

-  BREAKING NEWS: Local Man Would Like To Date Other Local Man by counterheist / words: 1164

Viktor is an anchor for Channel 9 Action News and Yuuri does the weather. Probably Viktor draws hearts on the playback monitor. Most likely someone gets kissed in the rain.

-  Trembling Hands, Smooth Jazz, and You by SuggestiveScribe / words: 10785

Yuuri swallowed past the tightness in his throat, “Am I the one being interviewed now?”

“I just want to know more about you,” Viktor responded. “You write so much on your blog and within media, but none of those words are ever about yourself.”

Music filled the momentary silence. “There’s not much to say,” Yuuri eventually answered.

“There’s always something to say.”

- nsfw:  Need by sub_textual / words: 8226

What stands before Viktor now isn’t at all the Yuuri that had stripped off his clothes in front of a hundred people. This is Yuuri, beautiful and blushing, shy in all the ways Viktor knows he isn’t, too embarrassed to express what he really wants. This is Yuuri, abandoning the clasp of Viktor’s pants, to slowly undo Viktor’s tie. This is Yuuri, desperate and needy, ripe and ready for the taking, and he’s all Viktor’s.

-  solidify the echoes by ADreamingSongbird / words: 5597

Viktor opens his eyes—blue, so blue—and looks directly into Yuuri’s. “Yuuri,” he says, quiet but almost terrifyingly intense. “Yuuri, I think… I think I’m in love with you, and I’m terrified.”

(Or, Yuuri wants to know if that kiss on the rink meant anything, and Viktor really hopes it did.)

-   with you, it's what i need by reciprocity / words: 5276

Yuuri moves to Russia. It takes some adjusting.

Or, five times Yuuri and Viktor get caught in the act, and one time they somehow don't.

-  Calm After the Storm by garbage_dono / words: 10288

Yuuri and Victor, newly bonded, prepare to become new parents.

-  a day for all the rest by Etharei / words: 6266

Phichit clears his throat. "You, ah, might want to wear your scarf again." He taps meaningfully at his own collarbone.

Victor touches the indicated spot on his neck. The skin is markedly sensitive. He presses down, unable to help himself, and the sweet little ache summons a sense-memory: strong fingers carding through his hair, then digging into his shoulder, powerful thighs like a vice around his hips, his name gasped into his ear before a hot mouth seals over the skin of his neck.

The day after the Cup of China.

-  These Frozen Nights by viciously / words: 6451 

Yuuri gets along okay with most of the ghosts in Saint Petersburg.

-  magpies by winchilsea / words: 2251

Viktor can be brave for Yuuri, he can be so many things, he can be anything, and all Yuuri wants him to be is himself, what does that even mean.

(It rains during Tanabata.)

-  pause/play by cordialcount / words: 2226

The mechanical noises blanket the room in a truer quiet than silence. "Yes," he breathes into it, more feeling than sound.

(Yuuri, holding them together.)

-  A Simple Pivot by RC_McLachlan / words: 472

It should feel like failure, and yet. (A coda to episode 9)

-  with a love this deep by lazulisong / words: 2904

There's two types of dates Victor and Yuri go on in St. Petersburg. Yuri likes them both.

-   Altschmerz by Liana_Legaspi / words: 15123

Altschmerz

n. weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had—the same boring flaws and anxieties you’ve been gnawing on for years, which leaves them soggy and tasteless and inert, with nothing interesting left to think about, nothing left to do but spit them out and wander off to the backyard, ready to dig up some fresher pain you might have buried long ago.

(Yuuri has trouble adjusting to St. Petersburg.)

-  And Baby Makes Three by nevermetawolf / words: 3045

This was not how he wanted to do things. There were supposed to be flowers, champagne, and something other than Chinese takeout. Something mature and adult that said, hey, I’d possibly maybe be an okay(ish) co-parent, see?

- nsfw: With The Engine Inside by RC_McLachlan / words: 2050

Victor brought this on himself.

-  The Cashmere Train by RC_McLachlan / words: 2615

Yuuri shouldn't even buy it, but he has to touch it only once to know that he's not leaving the store without it. He stands in front of the display for way longer than he probably should, rubbing it against his cheek and imagining what the deep burgundy will look like against Victor’s pale skin.

When he brings it up to check out, the saleslady pastes on a smile and tries very hard to make it seem like molesting sweaters is completely normal and that she definitely hadn’t been reaching for the panic button.

-  185/120 by RC_McLachlan / words: 1111

Yakov isn't paid enough for this shit.

-  Stay Close to Me by dasedandconfuzed / words: 11373

At the Grand Prix Final, Yuuri misses the podium by fractions of a point. Embroiled in a skating controversy, he tells himself he'll prove his worth in the World Championships, but there's a long time in between.

Or: Vicchan lives.

-  Five Times Viktor Got Jealous (and the one time Yuuri noticed) by braveten / words: 10846

Before now, Viktor hadn’t realized that he was the jealous type. What an interesting revelation.

-  Written in History by Ashida / words: 1625

Victor knows just how great Yuuri really is, he knows just how much Yuuri has given to get to this point, and in front of everyone after Yuri's last performance; Victor asks for one last thing.

-  Everlasting End by Ashida / words: 3224

There was nothing about Katsuki Yuuri that was fair, Victor had long since decided. He might have just decided that the first time they truly interacted, that night at the Grand Prix Final banquet, full of fleeting intentions that were over in the blink of an eye, this familiarity Yuuri had with him that made it seem like Victor had known him forever. And that was impossible, because everyone Victor had ever known were nothing but memories on the wind, and Yuuri would be all too soon as well.

-  I love you, no expense spared by myoue / words: 5680

Victor is used to paying for dates, accidentally spilling things on people, and spoiling Katsuki Yuri like no tomorrow.

-  the clavicle-snapped wish byastoryaboutwar / words: 6533

The sun glints off their twin gold bands, the band strikes up their first dance, and together, they follow each other into the rest of their lives.

(Or: the wedding fic fix we all need.)

- i have my body (and you have yours) byastoryaboutwar  / words: 8147

Yuuri overflows with the weight of things that have been said, trembles with what remains.

Their shared zeroes flicker in time, the early morning light muting the red glow to faint numbers. In the amber dawn, an idol is only just a man.

(Or: the Soulmate Timers AU where things happen out of order, secrets are kept, revelations are had, and they arrive where they need to be in the end.)

-  better than sliced bread by ebenroot / words: 8161

“What,” he breathes, “is that?”

Victor – his darling coach and fiancé Victor, love of his life and dream come true Victor – smiles at him and squeezes the dakimakura tight to his chest, while Makkachin chooses to make the large cardboard box his new chew toy.

“It’s you!” Victor chirps.

--

in which we all assumed yuuri is the one to own a dakimakura but maybe that isn't entirely the case

-  turn it, leave it, stop, format it by ebenroot / words: 19688

“If you want, I can recommend you some security programs that you can download for free and protect your computer. That way, you won’t be at risk of losing these cute photos of your dog even when you browse websites like ‘Luscious Lonely Wives’.”

Victor gives one long ‘haa’. “I don’t browse those websites,” he says through his straining smile.

--

the 'i will break any and all electronic devices that get into my hands if it means I get to talk to the cute tech support guy' fic

-  Russian for Dummies by cutthroatpixie / words: 2489

"Are you a beginner?"

Viktor was not a beginner. Viktor was the TA supposedly in charge of this study session. Viktor spoke Russian. Viktor was Russian.

"Sure!"

-  Polyglot Variations by spoken / words: 8528

‘If first languages are reservoirs of emotion, second languages can be rivers undammed, freeing their speakers to ride different currents’ - Lauren Collins, Love in Translation, New Yorker (2016)

The languages Viktor speaks, and what he finds as he's learning them.

-  we laugh, we fumble, we take it day by day by waitingforreason / words: 3066

When it comes to taking their son on the ice for the first time, Yuuri is worried, Victor is patient, and everyone else is helplessly intrusive.

-  Where Your Eyes Fall by MilkTeaMiku / words: 2300

Yurio let out a small, vulnerable noise, and lifted his eyes. “Not everyone looks up to Victor.” ‘

- nsfw: Submission by SuggestiveScribe / words: 8118

Viktor leaned forward, breath whispering just behind the shell of Yuuri’s ear, “If my Yuuri wanted me to submit, I would be elated to experience submission.”

-  brave enough to love you by kevystel, xyai / words: 5070

Yuuri settles into his new life in St. Petersburg.

-   lovesick by Ironinkpen / words: 2729

“Did the doctor send you?” When Yuuri doesn’t reply fast enough, since he's still gaping like a fish, he turns to Yuri. “Did the doctor send him? Because wow,” He drops his arm and presses his hand to his chest like the dramatic bastard he is. “You’ve got to be the prettiest man I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh my god,” Yuri groans. “Is he hitting on you?”

(In which Yuuri worries, Viktor's on the good drugs, and Yuri puts up with a whole bunch of bullshit.)’

-  time may change me by emilyenrose / words: 2156

Yuuri and Victor met by chance as children.

-  you're like heaven to touch by lazulisong / words: 3179

"Is this because I let you watch American movies as a child," says Yakov flatly. "The ones where the popular boy gives his coat to the pretty girl?"

Victor puts up both eyebrows in a delicately mocking gesture that was unbearable when he was a fey creature of sixteen and makes Yakov yearn to clip him around the ears now, when he's twenty-eight. "'Let' me?" he says.

-  specks of silver in the evening sky bywinchilsea / words: 3909

Loneliness compels you to get a dog, not wipe drool from the corner of a stranger’s mouth with your own thumb.

(Or: Viktor's kink is taking care of Yuuri.)

-  Heartbeat by emilyenrose / words: 3148

Victor starts sleeping in Yuri's bed well before the Cup of China.

- nsfw: pillowtalking by seabear / words: 2492

“We’re not leaving bed today,” Victor says, throwing a leg over Yuri’s waist and pulling the covers up over. “I decided.”

-  in death, at the end of the world by perennials / words: 8030

"Beautiful, you say?"

“Your hair. It's the color of the moon.”

-

From this life, to the next, to the next, he'll chase you for as long as it takes.

-  Just for You, a Symphony from My Soulby Caeseria / words: 12968

Sometimes, it’s the smaller moments – those out of the public eye – that are the most important.

-  Of Glass and Gold by smudgesofink / words: 4436

“Just hear me out,” Yuuri presses. He can feel heat burning behind his eyes and he grits his teeth, fighting back the tears. If he cries now, Victor will be too occupied with comforting him to actually pay attention to what he’s saying. “I want you to be happy.”

“I am,” Victor grounds out, confused and hurt. “I’m happy with you. What even gave you the idea that I’m not?"

“Because I’m never going to win gold!” Yuuri shouts. His words echo like a gunshot, and the silence that follows it is haunting.

(In which Victor is gold--magnificent, breathtaking, brilliant--and Yuuri is glass--transparent, thin, breakable.)

-  Nights So Slow by jibrailis / words: 3755

“Well,” Viktor says helplessly, because it’s all ruined now, “I was going to try and seduce you.”

-  it's not gay if it's on the moon by lunarorbits / words: 1765

Friend: new challenge, write something coherent out of a meme. Prompt: if there were two guys on the moon and one killed the other with a rock would that be fucked up or what? Me: challenge accepted PSA this is not crack it is hardcore space fluff.

-  At Home by SuggestiveScribe / words: 9346

“You excited to start our vacation?”

I always feel like I’m on vacation when I’m with you.

-  for all the ones who hurt the most by perennials / words: 3021

Viktor's birthday approaches, Viktor drifts away, and Yuuri does his best not to let him go. Home means so much more when it's four letters traced into the palm of your hand.

- nsfw: Each Sip Like Starlight by cloverfield / words: 13753

“Come quickly, I am drinking the stars!” ― Dom Perignon

There are two beds here – both identical, made up neat with hotel linen and pillows piled high. They’re only going to need one.

- nsfw: and over our heads the gray light unwinding by radialarch / words: 2152

It turns out, Yuuri and Victor have been having two different conversations.

-  this is how he loves you by perennials / words: 938

He says thank you for everything, Viktor, but it sounds like I’m leaving now.

He says thank you for being my coach but really, really, it sounds like good-bye.

-  it's you I want to go on seeing by 100demons, aubreyli / words: 2112

Victor’s eyes meet Yuri’s in the reflection for a brief moment, heavy-lidded and brimming with covetous heat. And then, slowly and deliberately, he draws his gaze down the length of Yuri’s body.

-  Adoration (noun) by crossroadswrite / words: 2049

Viktor is no stranger to being adored.

He’s used to gasps of awe, to blushing faces and shaking hands offering him pieces of paper to sign and phones to take pictures with; he’s used to proclamations of love accompanied by sweets, works of art to his image, and thoughtful gifts, all of it like offerings in a temple.

He’s used to it, and even though he revels in the attention and validation of all the work he’s put into his career, he’s bored.

- nsfw: Distraction by SuggestiveScribe / words: 7968

"Yuuri, let's not think about that," Viktor said, holding out his hands. Yuuri set his other skate aside. "You should take your mind off it; maybe seek a distraction--"

"Okay."

"--Anything to disengage from the nega--" Viktor stopped, blinking. "Wait, what?"

Yuuri rose back to his feet, moving to stand in front of Viktor. Emotion burned at the edge of his irises, and in the limited light his stare flashed more crimson than brown, "I said, 'okay'.”

-  the history books are made for us by��d10smessi / words: 6600

Victor thinks, I'll never love someone this way again.

or: Victor Nikiforov, on loving Katsuki Yuuri.

-  here on the roof of the world by jibrailis / words: 2097

Figure skaters are such crybabies.

-  the warmest part of winter by dadvans / words: 8047

The wedding is in early February, right after Yuri comes home to Yuuri and Victor’s crumbling farmhouse in upstate New York from the European Championships with a gold medal around his neck. They’ve been in the process of restoring the dilapidated barn out back and turning it into a fully functional dance studio, and the fire marshall has finally approved it for occupation without fear of the whole thing coming down all at once and crushing a half dozen elite figure skaters to death at any given moment. Which is perfect, considering they’ve been planning on holding the reception in the barn, and finding a last minute venue would be a goddamn nightmare, especially since Victor has obsessively planned the entire event down to the last detail for the past six months.

-  sight of the sun by cityboys / words: 6418

Wherein their honeymoon brings Victor face-to-face with a lot of firsts in his life.

-  love at second sight by ninjee / words: 1834

He looks at Victor as if he somehow believes Victor would have come all the way here if he wasn’t desperately, stupidly in love with a drunk almost-stranger.

(a study of victor's love for yuuri, post episode 10.)

-  a kingdom, or this by perennials / words: 1091

The problem is, Yuuri sees Viktor’s face light up at every performance except his own.

The problem is, Yuuri takes off his glasses when he skates.

The problem is, Yuuri doesn't see.

-  change from grey to color by pageleaf / words: 1661

Viktor's had his eye on Japan's ace for a while.

-  It's Almost Like He's Done This Beforeby iamalivenow / words: 1637

Yuuri lands on his head in Sochi.

It's not that bad, though.

Not when he gets a second chance.

-  i think i may have loved you first by perennials / words: 1313

Here are the facts:

Yuuri is drunk. Viktor is not.

Yuuri is riding an alcohol-induced high so far up above the clouds he cannot even begin to comprehend the weight of his actions back in the human realm.

Viktor is falling in love.

-  When the Sun Rises by utsu / words: 4019

He focused single-mindedly on Yuuri and on promises; and Yuuri, well.

Yuuri taught him how to master both.

By mastering him.

-  hungry, but i'll hunger on by incode / words: 6119

Yuuri has been learning to reach out for what he wants.

-  things we're all too young to know by incode / words: 1789

Victor miscalculates a date.

- nsfw: i think i was blind before i met you by incode / words: 4917

Victor has a thing for every new bit of Yuuri he sees.

-   your love is my turning page by cityboys / words: 4755

Victor and the hours he spends waiting, reflecting and figuring things out.

Set parallel to Episode 9.

-  home is when I'm alone with you by lazulisong / words: 1691

because Phichit is a better bro than Yuri deserves, he reminds Victor that a) Yuri has a birthday and b) Yuri hates flash mobs

Victor is still 70% sure he's gonna screw it up.

-  Ex's and Oh's by Aurum / words: 1042

It turns out that Yuuri is not quite as inexperienced in love as Victor was led to believe. 

-   Hot in Here by Aurum / words: 2687

"Yuuuuuri," Victor drawls, leaning his head on Yuuri's shoulder. "It's hot," he complains. He's already down to his t-shirt.

Yuuri huffs a little, reluctantly amused. "Maybe you would feel cooler if you didn't drape yourself all over me."

-  the magic of your sighs by kevystel / words: 2925

Makkachin’s asleep by the time Viktor reaches the clinic. Viktor sits down on the sofa beside him, buries his face in Makkachin’s fur and breathes.

-  Breathe With Me by novellanouveau / words: 1327

Viktor soothes Yuuri through a sleepless night.

-  nsfw: Watch. by SuggestiveScribe / words: 7869

"You have pretty legs, Yuuri."

‘

- nsfw:  Love On Top by garbage_dono / words: 5319

Yuuri is used to holding back, but Victor is determined to change that.

-  we'll call this place our home by perennials / words: 2216

The Big Day approaches, and Viktor seeks advice from various members of the Katsuki family.

-  to stand on your own two feet by perennials / words: 1048

“You're strong. You've grown stronger. You've always been strong.”

No, I'm weak, Yuuri thinks.

“You're so much stronger than you think you are.”

-  Addicted (to the taste of you) by smudgesofink / words: 5832

It’s mortifying. Of course it’s mortifying.

But even with his hands restless by his sides and his stomach buzzing with butterflies and adrenaline and nerves, Yuuri finds that he oddly doesn’t mind the attention. Or rather, Yuuri can’t bring himself to care, for once. He’s exhausted to the bone from his performance, eyes slow and limbs heavy from running on little to no sleep for more than 24 hours now, not to mention kind of emotionally drained from his mental breakdown earlier.

If anything, Yuuri kind of wants Victor to kiss him again. Preferably right now.

At once.

Immediately.

(It’s turning into a problem.)

-  Worthwhile by surveycorpsjean / words: 6276

In which, it's Viktor that breaks.

-  Delete Clipart by Oort / words: 1607

Viktor Nikiforov wore clip-on ties. Yuuri had somehow failed to notice this.

-  (will wait for the morning to come) by contagionangel / 8130

"It's no use, he speaks the language of the ice!" chortles one of the women as she pats a sobbing girl on the back. He'd tried to be smooth and deft in his rejection and had fumbled it with all the impact of bones rattling against the ice in practice. Maybe more. She hit surprisingly hard for how twiggy and delicate she looks. While experimenting with new moves, he plays out a man touched by innocent affections that he cannot accept, who admires the strength of the one he is turning away. She nails all of her jumps in the next practice, smiles with neither malice nor blushing when he gives her pointers on her form.

Yakov's eyes are dark when he watches it. "You weren't feeling it at all." he murmurs. "That won't fool a crowd."

Victor just nods in response. It's true.

-  like heaven to touch by kevystel / words: 3161

He looks younger than half the other skaters, with his fine features and the porcelain clearness of his skin, but here he is — here in Moscow with Viktor at his side, ready to impress a crowd that’s too used to roaring Viktor’s name. Viktor is prouder than he’s ever been.

-  i know my madness by astoryaboutwar / words:14133

It's hardly a secret that Victor Nikiforov is a massive player.

(In which Yuuri doesn't blow the Grand Prix Finals the first time round, does blow Victor, and everything changes but ends up the same.)

-  turnabout is fair play by foreverautumn / words: 1582

Victor’s eyes widen. Five seconds pass; long, agonizing moments, and still Victor’s staring like Yuuri had just smacked him across the face.

-  Now When Arrows Don't Penetrate, Cupid Grabs the Pistol by ken_ichijouji (dommific) / words: 10673

Phichit Chulanont doesn't know how he ended up the skating world's wingman, but he ain't mad at it.

-  falling as we grow by Judchen / words: 5953

Yuuri's mother leans towards the candles, and shortly before she blows them out she squeezes his hand and says “I want you to always be happy, confident and loved.”

In which Yuuri grows up and gets by with a little help from his friends.

multi-chapter: complete 

-  No Less Unthinkable by rageprufrock / chapters: 3 / words: 10224

In which Katsuki Yuuri fights a losing battle with chronic anxiety, the quadruple Salchow, and his own judgment four drinks in — but wins the war.

-  Yuuri!!! on Floor by thehandsingsweapon / chapters: 6 / words: 67392

katsuki-don do you know how amazing you are?

v-nikiforov do you?

katsuki-don do I what?

v-nikiforov know how amazing you are

The gymnastics edition, in which Viktor is still a skater because he's too pretty on ice and I couldn't take it away from him. A story about how sometimes love comes slow and soft, and how hearts get bigger when they break.

-  begin to be half of what you think of me by kevystel / chapters: 2 / words: 10935

In which Yuuri's self-image finally starts aligning with reality. 

-  never stop until the grave by Naraht / chapters: 3 / words: 12714

Back in St Petersburg, Victor attempts to combine coaching Yuuri with preparing for his own return to competition. The spirit is willing but the flesh may be weak.

-  Dear Mama by Ferrero13 / chapters: 17 / words: 27277

In which Victor writes letters to his mother, who is fifty percent of his rationality and self-control.

-  lie to make me like you by cityboys / chapters: 9 / words: 80075

It’s become a game, of sorts, to anyone privy to the fact that the pattern exists in the first place: ask Victor out at the beginning of the month, date for however many days, and wait for the end to come and for Victor to say, always: I couldn’t fall in love with you. Let’s break up. Or, Victor is a retired actor looking for love, and Yuuri happens to be the (un)fortunate soul to unwittingly ask him out at the beginning of the month. Except relationships don't come with a script, and it's much harder understanding love than roles.

-  stay awake with me awhile by kevystel / chapters: 2 / words: 8374

The problem, should Viktor care to take the time to think about it, is that he’s no longer competing to win. He’s defending his title. It is a very different experience. It burns a hole in his palm, sometimes, on the mornings he lets himself sleep in.

-  the road that stretches out ahead by hellodeer / chapters: 4 / words: 7350

"What if we drove to France?" Viktor asks, and Yuuri says yes. Of course he does.

multi-chapter: incomplete

- dear true love by cityboys / chapters: 2/? / words: 18258

Victor is a writer pretending to be on a break; Yuuri is a pianist pretending to not be on a break.

They meet, somehow, in the backwaters of Saga Prefecture, Japan.

-   Call Everything on the Ice... by shysweetthing / chapters: 6/7 / words: 43790

Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn't tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly.

(The subtitle of this fic should be: Victor Nikiforov really needs a hug. Luckily, he gets one. Eventually.)

- series:  勝つ丼姫 by lazulisong / works: 3/? / words: 2011

     1.   baby it's so sweet / words: 769

Yuri knew exactly what was going to happen when Katsudon announced his retirement, but he was too late to kill Victor.

     2.  baby baby baby / words: 628

Victor and the katsudon breeding turns out as badly as Yuri expects it to.

     3.   if it's quite all right i love you baby / words: 614

it suddenly dawns on Yuri that the katsudon and Victor breeding means that Victor will be in charge of a child.

-  somewhere i have never travelled by d10smessi / chapters: 1/? / words: 4959

Victor is a specter, a killer, a myth, a machine trying to be a man.

(Victor falls in love with Yuuri—beautiful and out-of-nowhere, like the impractical black of his Aston Martin amidst the sea of tourists and locals in the streets of Barcelona. Yuuri falls in love with Victor like the slow bloom of a flower in spring in the middle of bustling Tokyo, tended and taken care of.)

-  i seek another place by heygorgeous / chapters: 2/? / words: 5225

Somewhere along the line he stops providing excuses, and the world stops asking him.

So now, Viktor thinks - thumb carelessly rubbing against Yuuri's scalp, now what?

[viktor suffers from bipolar disorder]

-  centripetal force by braveten / chapters: 7/? / words: 60928

Victor speaks seven languages.

(Physics isn't one of them.)

Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major.

-  Masquerade by Ashida / chapters: 7/? / words: 46206

“Just say the word.” came the whisper as Victor stepped close, behind them Yuuri was aware of guns out and at the ready, of confused men and questioned loyalties, here Victor was offering, and Yuuri was too selfish to say no.

“Ok.” Yuuri smiled as this game of masquerade came to an end, what would happen now, he didn’t know, he would probably die, his family would come after him and try to put a knife in his back or a bullet between his eyes, none of it mattered, because together they would fight, and the rest of the world would finally burn.

-  Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by Reiya / chapters: 13/14 / words: 166931

‘…Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki…’

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

-  Catching Butterflies by skeletalparade (boythighs) / chapters: 1/? / words: 10387

It was a straight shot from here to the city, and sometimes Yuuri liked to imagine that he could bike the whole way in. Just start pedaling and never stop, no turning back. He could get a job in the city and pretend like his time on the island had never existed.

He wouldn’t do any of that, of course, not really, but it was a nice thought to entertain when things got hard. Some days it was the only thing that kept him afloat.

- series: babysitting au  by perennials  / works: 1/? / words: 2094

     1.  Yuri Plisetsky, five year-old killer of men / words: 2094

“Um, hi. I'm the new babysitter,” says the new babysitter.

“Hi, I'm the old babysitter." Viktor smiles brightly.

-

In which walls are vandalized, lipstick becomes a weapon of mass destruction, and Viktor flaunts his beauty in an attempt to woo the new boy while trying not to burn the house down. Also, there is a cat and his name is Power Ranger #4.

-   i see quiet nights poured over ice by ohhotlamb / chapters: 11/? / words: 25879

He’s a despicable man, but what he offers is the truth. I’ll make you a winner, he says. And he knows—

This is one thing that Yuuri can’t refuse.

-  Down the rivers of windfall light by cyan96 / chapters: 3/? / words: 11940

“A human,” Yuri observes slowly. Because it is. A human. Dark haired, with fog-dusted glasses and a truly unfortunate number of layers to ward off the autumn chill. He smells vaguely of sea salt: crisp and sharp, the mark of a water mage. Nothing extremely special, otherwise. The closest Yuri explanation can come up with for having been dragged all this way is Viktor deciding to add “Magical humans” to his list of hoard-viable objects. Which, although stupid and a perfect example of Viktor’s terrible life decisions, is still sadly within the realm of his ridiculousness.

The noise Viktor makes is—high and floaty, somewhere between a purr and a chirp, deeply pleased, and sounding entirely out of place on a currently house-sized dragon, even one as elegant as Viktor. For a moment Yuri simply stares, the vibrations of it tingling on his spine. And then his brain makes the leapfrog from point A: Viktor’s obscenely cheerful mood to point B: what is that smile what are those dopey eyes Viktor what the fuck—

What the actual fuck.

“Vitya, that’s a human,” Yuri hisses, whirling, as the whole and appalling picture snaps into place.

[grumpytrashpanda]

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Stuck In A Bed With You (Chapter 3- Eyes Without A Face)

Rocket took in a deep breath, initially gagging at the new smells his sensitive nose caught but he quickly pulled himself out. The scent was a bit intoxicating but he’d get used to it, a strong and musky hit for him to wrap his head around.

“You smell fruity.” Peter had a bit of a goofy grin etching his face as he chirped out with those words. “Like mangos, strawberries, and sex appeal.”

“Where in the hell did you find those exact words in that context?” Rocket mouth dropped upon hearing that, though his tone was more hysterical.

“Hey. My nose might not be as good as yours but I’m pretty good at picking out stuff and if I’m being honest, I’m in love with it.”

[eddiethehunted]

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I ummm....I made a thing. It's a Raccoon grasshopper ferret mix thingy brought on by the husbando bringing up how I kinda hop from trashcan to trashcan his name right now is Heloper (Hell - O - Per) and if you follow my after dark blog I have some NSFW of him I'll be posting there soon ish

[eager-wolfboy]

Erotica writing is so hard. How tf do y’all only write like, 5 sentences max and get your entire point across??