Whisper Of The Heart (1995) Dir. Yoshifumi Kondō

a freshly married, still in his wedding shirt with the sleeves rolled up halfway his forearms yuuri katsuki-nikiforov, sweeping his kimono clad husband off his feet to carry him over the proverbial threshold to the smitten squeal of said husband’s surprised laughter and a very warm, very loving “wow, yuuri, amazing!”

Thank @garrus for suggest this cute story. I finally draw it ! Short comic based on this post I’m wondering what thought Shep has in her mind right now.

Lovely, sun-filled room is perfect for plants. (The lucky lady who lives here says, “ Y’all… I am never going to get over how privileged I am to be living in this room.”)

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Sick bitch

Soo ...um hi. This is an update from my previous depressed pissy post. We could say that life can sometimes be a movie? I honestly thought I threw my future in the trash with how I "acced" my matura exam. But ...here's the catch-the whole generation flunked too smh. Who would've guessed? Amirite. Anyway I got accepted in the university I wanted. Im a pharmacy student now. And a top of that I found a summer job after a two day search. Its 3 bucks a hour , myb it doesnt sound much to some of you but believe me in my country I rlly couldnt find a better paying job. And thats dat. After the rollercoster of feelings i put myself tru Im feeling rlly relieved now but not exilarated more ...meh. Dont get me wrong it couldnt turn out better . I wanted to finish this journey(lol) and myb give hope to idjits like me out there.you'll have a looot of though times,rough patches in your life but things will somehow get better and dont lose hope hoes. Peace out

THEY WERE JUST MEANT TO BE

Books

Viktor really loves books, his apartment is crammed with them. When he was younger, some of the more fantastical stories ended up inspiring a lot of his routines, ever desperate to play out the hero of certain things he’s read. 

As he gets older, Viktor basically finds reading to be one of his few hobbies. At first he does it a lot at Yakov’s insistence to improve on his English around the time he becomes internationally famous, essentially sticking to the classics at first (causing him to sound incredibly pretentious for a year or so), before deciding he genuinely enjoys it, expanding his tastes more into non-fiction.

He picks up a pretty bad habit of starting the longest novels possible on flights to competitions, which often ends in him not finishing it, and proceeding to spend basically every moment off the ice with his nose in a book (which is why a lot of the other skaters go unnoticed and recognised). 

Yuuri at first thinks it’s a little weird how Viktor seems to have random spouts of knowledge on a seemingly infinite amount of subjects, and can quote things like detailed philosophy out of nowhere, but mostly he puts it down to him just being a sophisticated person, and that’s what he assumes sophisticated people do. 

It’s only when they move to St Petersburg together, and Viktor is reunited with the books that he had no space for in Japan, that Yuuri realises that his fiance is… well, a book nerd. All things considered, Yuuri is a night owl, but that’s nothing compared to Viktor when he’s in the middle of a good book. Thankfully, Yuuri manages to adapt to sleeping with the bedside light on, and the sound of turning pages. 

He begins to find it endearing one of the few times he actually gets a response when he politely asks what he’s reading (usually it’s just a mumble as he holds up the front cover). In this case, it happens to be some sort of mythology collection, which Viktor goes into about half an hour of excited discussion about every little thing he finds interesting. It’s like some kind of barrier has gone down and Yuuri can’t help but loving the man just that little bit more with every passionate word that slips from his mouth

Even if he does force Yuuri into dressing as Harry Potter for a party one time. 

Sesshomaru

Bitch when I tell you he was my first anime daddy 😍😍

Like I don’t think y’all understand what I mean

Sesshomaru knew he couldn’t be fucked with when it came to showing up and out

I mean look at how his ass leaves a scene

He just screams bad bitch and big dick energy

And while we’re on the subject can we please admire that fucking custom made chinchilla fur bitch

I just know that shit was soft and warm asf

And no matter the fight that bitch never got a speck of dirt on it

I didn’t give not a fuck that he didn’t like humans either I was still happy asf to see him show up

He made an exception for Rin’s ass so why not me

Every time he came through I knew a fight was bout to break out

That’s because his mouth too slick and Inuyasha was always ready to run somebody they fade

Do y’all see that fucking smirk

This nigga knows Inuyasha not on his level yet

In conclusion I will bust it wide the fuck open for Sesshomaru anytime anyplace and not give one fuck about it

I might start doing these for different characters I don’t know yet, but if you liked this one let ya girl know

If you want a new outcome, you will have to break the habit of being yourself, and reinvent a new self.

Joe Dispenza, Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself: How to Lose Your Mind and Create a New One

Words for thought

(via house-of-healing-communication)

Some of you are saying that the citizens of Hasetsu probably think Viktor is just Yuuri’s eccentric foreign boyfriend and I cannot say how much I agree.

“What a nice young man,” says Tamura-san, who used to run the fish shop in town and now usually sits beside the register and chats with customers while her grandson rings them up. She was born before ice skating was declared an Olympic sport and has absolutely no idea who Viktor Nikiforov is. 

“Yes, we’re very glad to have Vicchan staying with us!” Hiroko says of Viktor, who’s standing behind her cradling fifteen pounds of tuna and smiling brightly at Tamura-san. 

“How good of you to follow Yuu-chan home after he graduated!” Tamura-san continues, about ten decibels louder than she needs to. Tamura-san is about 87% deaf in her old age, but nobody has the heart to tell her so. “You must love him very much!”

Viktor, who has no idea what she’s just said to him but who heard Yuuri’s name, just blindly says, “Oh yes!” and grins even brighter. 

“Have you seen Viktor Nikiforov?” demands a rabid paparazzo of some poor fisherman just trying to do his job.

“Who?” asks the fisherman, frowning at the lens of the camera. 

“He’s tall? Foreign? Silver hair?”

“You mean Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend?” says the fisherman. Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend had run by ten minutes before with his poodle in tow, European synth pop blasting so loud from his headphones that it could be heard for a full minute both before and after he ran past. The fisherman doesn’t exactly know where Katsuki-kun found that guy, but he looks at Katsuki-kun like he hung the stars, so the fisherman can’t blame him.

In the end, he tells the paparazzo to go the opposite direction of the one he just saw Katsuki-kun’s boyfriend go.

A girl from Hasetsu graduates high school the summer Yuuri returns from America and is inspired by his experiences to go to college in America as well. She arrives in her freshman year dorm room and is greeted by a poster of Viktor Nikiforov hung up by her roommate.

“Why do you have a picture of Viktor?” she asks, bewildered. Viktor is wearing a pair of black slacks and a bright pink shirt unbuttoned almost to his navel.

“Oh, you know who Viktor Nikiforov is?” her roommate asks, excitedly.

“Do YOU?” the girl asks, incredulous. Viktor is known to her as “That foreign guy that followed Yuuri back from America when he came home” and also as Viktor-Who-Puts-Jam-In-His-Tea-Like-Who-Even-Does-That. Certainly not as Viktor Nikiforov, Five-Time World Figure Skating Champion and definitely not as Viktor-Who-Deserves-To-Be-On-Someone’s-Wall.

Come October, Viktor has started introducing HIMSELF to people as Viktor I’m Yuuri’s Boyfriend. While half of Russia reads articles about Figure Skating’s Living Legend, a sleepy town in Japan wakes up every morning to Yuuri’s Boyfriend Viktor wheeling through town on his bike with Yuuri and Their Cute Dog.

Viktor loves Hasetsu.