#koťátko

[antwhisperer]

pohleď na mého Kapitána pěkně zakutaného.

[words-for-cat-bracket]

round 3 - week 5 - 3 of 4

brought to you by: pedro

kisse (swedish) vs koťátko (czech)

info and propawganda under the cut!

kisse /kɪs̪ːɛ/

Because kisse is a cute name for an animal :)

koťátko /ˈkocaːtko/

man. czech's cat words are good in general imho but like... look at that. that is such a fucking koťátko.

I like the sound of it :)

[yonetee]

First sketches of Tadeáš and Péťa from my and Chechula comic Podivné Procházky Prašinou.

[wikiblair]

Myslím, že tohle přesně vystihuje moje téměř celoroční nastavení.... (for my english followers the translation is roughly There are days when even the air can piss me off.. And you stop looking at me!)

[gaypirate420]

Kitty cuddles // Viktor.

S1!Viktor x gn!Vastaya!reader.

Summary: Viktor's emotional support cat-hybrid person.

Part two.

Fluff.

Your fingers wrapped around a brush, dipping the tip on a little blob of paint on your palette, your eyes focused on the canvas ahead of you then it shifts to the sight you're trying to recreate, the wide window of your balcony. The day is beautiful, perfect clouds and the way the sun hits your plants is simply divine.

Behind you, a tired inventor was struggling. Viktor sighed and threw his body back into his chair, today is his break day but of course he's still working anyways. Your sensitive ears twitch, he's been whining and huffing and mumbling curse words for at least the last half hour, but he brushes off any concern from your part, as usual.

His golden gaze falls on you sitting on your stool, he smiled faintly as he saw your fluffy tail swinging around lazily, almost brushing the floor.

"I think you should lay down for a minute, love." You speak softly, suggesting the idea for the fourth time. Viktor looks down at his make-shift desk. His neck is starting to hurt, and his back and his leg-

The zaunite reaches for his cane and with a small whimper he stands up, his cane clanks for the next couple of steps until he reaches the couch. Your shiny eyes stared at him, making sure he wasn't feeling more than just tired.

A soft grunt leaves him as his body falls down on the couch, taking one of the cushions on his head and the other on the small of his back, shifting around until he is comfortable.

"I meant in our bed, beloved." You speak softly, he shakes his head, his tired eyes meet yours.

"I like seeing you paint, koťátko." Viktor whispers with a hint of a slur to his words. You smiled softly, continuing to place soft strokes on the canvas but you could feel his gaze on you, you would turn your head occasionally, his eyes getting more and more droopy each time you looked.

After cleaning your brush with a cloth and leaving your palette aside, you stood and walked towards the couch, the soft bean pads on your feet making your steps silent.

Viktor looked up at you, with a little pleading gaze. You smirked faintly, leaning down to press a soft kiss on his lips before laying down next to him.

"I wish I could keep you with me in the lab, koťátko." He whispers, his arms wrapping around your body, holding you close. Your body is naturally warm, it feels so comforting in his aching body.

"It would make the long nights much easier to endure." Viktor continued, your hand cupped his face being mindful of your sharp nails as you caressed his pale skin. His right hand moved, his fingers wandered up your spine to the back of your neck and finally resting on the base of your ears, where they began massaging softly.

You immediately react, your eyes close and you nuzzle your head against his cheek, rubbing softly your face against his, your ears twitching gently, you love when he massages your ears, he's so gentle, so careful, he knows how sensitive they are.

"Such a pretty one." He whispers, placing a kiss on the top of your head which leads to a soft mewl from your part. Viktor enjoys this way too much, the weight of you on top of him, the warmth of your body and how your tail sways against his leg, your nose twitching against his cheek.

The Zaunite relaxes against you, feeling like he has a weighted warm and very fuzzy blanket on top of him.

And of course the cherry on top.

The soft vibration of your chest and purrrrr.

Vitkor smiles softly, his amber eyes stare at you, curled up by his side, purring softly. He envies you a little bit, you can fall asleep in minutes. He finds it adorable also.

"I love you so much, koťátko." He whispers softly, your ears twitch, letting him know you heard him loud and clear. He chuckles softly and closes his eyes, holding you close as he lets your soft noises and warmth lull him to sleep.

A/N:(Divider) I saw Lest and I too wanted to be a cat-person who's also a bad bitch and of course I had to throw Viktor into the mix. Probably a Vastaya will become my favorite reader to write but oh well. Hope you liked it! Send requests!

Viktor when Jayce asked to meet his partner:

[bunsiesblog]

Viktor Relationship HC

Viktor x GN!Reader

Purely self indulgent headcanons for Viktor in a relationship. You want fluff? Here is fluff.

tags: s1!viktor, established relationship, typical domesticity and fluff

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Viktor prefers subtle displays of affection. His intimacy is quiet—a hushed whispered shared between the two of you.

Very public and grand displays of affection tend to leave him embarrassed and flustered. This doesn’t mean he shies away from showing the world he is yours. But he prefers those intimate acts to be shared between the two of you.

That being said—he is a man in love. And he simply can’t help himself when you are near. So he has found a few ways to express his devotion to you:

A gentle bump of the knee under the table as you both sit together.

Interlocked pinkies. A touch so small it might have been missed if not for the faint smile pulling at his lips.

A hidden hand resting on your thigh while he reads or works—absentmindedly tracing circles with his thumb.

A tender touch to the small of your back as he guides you through crowds. Not only to keep you close but to keep him grounded as well.

Quick kiss to your forehead when parting ways. “Take care, lásko.”

Viktor adores holding your hands. Such an innocent and simple act leaves him feeling profoundly connected to you.

He often does it absentmindedly—reaching for your hand when his mind is elsewhere. His thumb traces your knuckles or the faint lines of your palm. He’ll even play with your fingers, as though committing their shape to memory.

Our lovely scientist quite likes the size difference between your two hands. He’ll press his palm flat against yours, marveling at the contrast with a soft smile on his face. “It’s quite unfair that I am so lanky, no?”

When privacy is reliably assured, Viktor rather enjoys spoiling you with affection and being spoiled in return. Here are some favorites of his in no particular order:

Kissing. And not the kind that is full of tongue and saliva (although he can acknowledge certain … situations … where it has its benefit.) He prefers the soft and revert kisses he gives you. The sort of kiss where he cradles your face in his hands, thumbs brushing along your cheeks, and simply embraces you. Like he’d rather be at your lips all day than breathe air.

Viktor also has a pension for kissing you in places that are not just your lips. His kisses are gentle, playful, and unexpectedly intimate. Some of his favorite places to leave them on you are the inside of your wrist, the curve of your shoulder, the slope of your neck, and the tip of your nose.

He particularly enjoys the way you laugh or squirm when he traces light kisses to your neck and jawline. Viktor will hold your hands to keep you from wiggling away. Despite being quiet by nature, Viktor’s smirk betrays how much he enjoys hearing you laugh. “You want me to stop? But you make such sweet sounds for me, Koťátko. Just one more.”

A quiet night in the lab made him realize just how much he enjoys seeking your warmth and filling in the empty spaces between you. When you’re perched at the edge of his work table, Viktor will instinctively step between your legs and rest his hand on your thighs as he looks up at you. It’s any wonder how he gets any sort of work done when you’re around.

To others, he is a polite but distant man. Constantly consumed by his work and ambition. But with you, he is something else entirely: gentle, tender, and devoted. And it is clear to anyone who knows him just how special you are.

Viktor always gives you his unwavering attention. When you speak, he listens. His whiskey eyes are held steady to your own. Oftentimes, when he thinks you won’t notice, they’ll flick down to your lips. And he’ll rub a thoughtful hand over his jaw, trying his best to hide an amused smile. “Hm? Yes, I’m listening, sweetheart.”

His reserved nature doesn’t lend itself to overt sentimentality. But with you? It shines. There is a tenderness in him that only you can bring out.

Viktor has a weathered notebook he keeps in his coat pocket for when inspiration strikes or he simply can’t put his pen down. However, among the haphazard grocery lists or scribbled equation are notes about you like ‘prefers chamomile tea when anxious’ or ‘smiles when it rains’. Even the margins of his notes are decorated with absentminded doodles of you.

He most definitely is an act of service kind of man. The chain of your necklace is broken? Or your watch won’t tick past 6:33? He’ll silently take it off your hands, fiddle with the repair in the quiet hours of his lab, and leave it for you to be found the next day. Any sort of thanks you try to give him are met with a humble “it was nothing.” Although the blush on his ears tell a different story.

[gacougnol]

Stephanie Ludwig

Koťátko

[syb-ill-ah]

Hey, a Viktor simp from Czechia here.

First of all, thank you to everyone who writes Viktor fanfics, I appreciate your humanitarian work.

More words of praise to EVERYONE who acknowledges Viktor's Czech accent and uses Czech words in their works. Love you! 💕 (I feel seen. 🥺🥺🥺)

To make your hard work easier, I've decided to create a brief "vocabulary" of words you might find useful:

- I've seen this used a lot: miláček. It's a softened term of endearment, meaning "my love(lie)". Czech is an inflectional language so if you would like to be extra, you can use it in the form "miláčku" which is a vocative form used to address someone. But it's not necessary.

- zlato/zlatíčko - zlato means gold, zlatíčko is a softened form and both are used in the same context as "dear" or "sweetheart"

- láska = love, vocative form is "lásko"

- mazel/mazlíček = there are two respective meanings. The first is "a pet", the second is "someone who likes to cuddle". (One of my favourite words btw.)

- drahá/drahý = dear or precious. BUT! Here it gets a bit confusing and inconvenient. You see, Czech is a gendered language (very shitty for non-binary people let me tell) which means drahá is used when referring to a female person, drahý referring to a male person. The natural form is "drahé" but... it's a controversy. (I'd personally use a different word.)

- milý/milá - used as dear or you can say má milá (girlfriend) or můj milý (boyfriend), same issue - milý is male, milá is female.

- nejmilovanější - a long word, yes, but a very simplified rule - the longer the word is, the more endearing it gets. :D This one means "dearest" but with extra steps. Plus it's gender neutral. :)

- nejdražší = the most precious

- štěňátko = a puppy

- koťátko = a kitten

- mé světlo = my light

- šroubeček = a very soft version of both "a screw" and "a bolt" and it's extremely cringe to say in Czech but it's so damn Viktor-coded :D (Vocative = šroubečku)

Since I've noticed some of y'all are also using the notion of Viktor sometimes swearing in Czech (which I support because I'm 100% sure he switches languages when he's worked up), here are some, sorted from the "okayish" to "the rudest shit you can get":

- proboha = my god

- hovadina/blbost = a stupid thing (to do, say)

- ježiš = jesus

- sakra = damn

- blbec = a stupid person, blbeček = a stupid person but you are nice about it

- ty vole = heavier damn

- kurva = the same as the Polish one :D, "Co to kurva je?" = What the fuck is this?

- zkurvený = fucking

- svině = swine

- sráč = fucker

- do prdele = fuck

- nasrat (na to) = fuck (it)

- jebat (na to) = fuck (it)

- mrdat (na to) = fuck (it)

- do piči! = FUCK (like a very mean fuck, you say this when you are like extra angy)

My DMs are open to anyone who needs some advice regarding this or anything Czech language related. I'm happy to help!

Keep writing, friends! 💕

[schnuffel-danny]

I need to pee so fucking bad I am holding it for almost an hour at this point, but I couldn't pull my eyes away from your lab Vlad AU posts it's so fucking good!!!!!! It makes me want to explore more in depth what kind of fucked up experiments Sawyer would have to undergo while trapped in labs as well.

I liked the idea of Vlad using mobility aids, so I want to propose some other devices she could use during recovery:

Electrolarynx that could help him communicate at least for the time being before his vocal chords would recover and her teeth would grow out again. Electrolarynx is mainly used by people who had undergone laryngectomy or tracheostomy, but I felt like Vlad would find it useful as well.

And a dental prosthesis perhaps, so Vlad would be able to eat something else other than puree, smoothies or mashed potatoes and such.

I want to draw this AU version of Vlad so bad, it broke my heart seeing him declawed :((((((

BĚŽ CHCÁT !!!!!!!! also thank u *bats eyelashes* uwu

OK FIRST OF that is a great idea and honestly would make things so much easier for him, I still think he prefers typing, since he's still self conscious, but would genuinely find a lot of use in a device like that! moves the pace of conversation along much quicker, and it's not like anyone besides his new family would be listening...

and he's still got very little teeth left at the back of his mouth so he can thankfully chew softer foods at least enough not to choke lol I don't think he'd want any foreign objects in his mouth, considering how frequent the de-fanging process was :,) it would probably send him into defense mode if he felt something off during a dissociative episode, and considering he's no longer weighted down by a billion limiters on his powers, he might just burn the house down in panic best to just let his teeth recover on their own with no assistance in that field

a tvl kdyby si ho nakreslil já bych se posral qwq on je moje malý koťátko ňufátko

[kvetyzlouky]

život děla divný divy

byl opět měsíc plný prvního Jana, několik večerů během jednoho týdne strávených nad alkoholem debatami do ranních hodin, blízkost a potom jsme se neviděli, podle mých poměrů dlouho, tolik bolavého toužení, potřeba všechno povyprávět, ale nepotkáváme se a já ti nenapíšu.

mezitím se odehrál třídní sraz, zpátky doma, jiskřivá noc, která končí v půl šesté, omrzliny, pusy na čelo a odsouzení Vítka do Haagu, píšeme si, ale stále mám takové lehké chutě utíkat, konverzace v kruzích, otázka, jaký to má význam, tlačení a vyčerpanost, až nakonec neodepíšu. mám z toho lehké výčitky, v něčem přinášel klid, přece jenom je starší a má překvapivě hodně emoční inteligence, mně možná ještě schází, kdoví.

v úterý jsme se viděli s prvním Janem, jedu domů v půl čtvrté, loučíme se, povídá “dlouho jsme se neviděli”, plesá mi srdíčko, že si všimnul mé nepřítomnosti, ale nic z toho samozřejmě, jenom kocovina a neschopnost dojít druhý den do práce.

dva dny na to potkávám v hospodě Jana III. se slečnou, s kterou jde pěšky k němu. štíplo to, ale vlastně to nebolí, žádné smutky. následující den vidím na hlaváku druhého, jak ve dveřích líbá slečnu. v podstatě mi to je jedno, jen si říkám, co to je sakra za náhody. mířím na vánoční večírek, z kterého se vracím až před šestou domů. s někým. kamarád přítele kamarádky. už jsme se několikrát viděli, ale vlastně spolu neprohodili ani slovo. ten večer jsme si zbyli, směju se, i to ráno v obří kocovině, kdy po pár hodinách spánku vyzvedávám mamku. domlouváme se, že druhý den půjdeme do kina. Chlapec a volavka a pivka. zase končí v mé posteli. pár dnů na to přichází za mnou a kamarády do Tečky, už mám v sobě relativně dost vodky. povídá se mi s ním tak jednoduše. je mi krásně a lehko. další den se ptám, co to vytváříme, říkám, že bych chtěla otevřený vztah, ale v žádném jsem nikdy nebyla, nejsem si jistá, jestli by se mi to líbilo, ale souzním s tím. bavíme se o tom jen tak mimochodem, se smíchem říká dobře, ale asi bych žárlil. vypráví o jeho rodině, známí umělci a významní architekti. bydlí na Malostranské. hraje na bicí a zpívá. trošku na mě doléhá, že jsem dítě ze sídliště, z dělnické rodiny. i když ani jednou se s žádnou informací nevytahoval. koťátko s laskavýma modrýma očima. jsem v Ikee, nepotřebuješ něco? - nepotřebuji, ale možná by se mi líbila nějaká pidi rostlina. - žádné pidi nevypadaly dobře, tak jsem ti vzal střední. břečťan v papírové tašce. zas u mě usíná. přes Vánoce pracuji, vyzvedává mě o půlnoci. psala jsem, že jsem nestíhala v práci jíst, jestli mi přinese jeden řízek. přinesl řízky se salátem a cukroví. snažil jsem se vzít co nejvíce kokosek, protože jsi říkala, že jsou tvé nejoblíbenější. taju. a pak už jsem doslova dojatá k slzám, když mi jako dárek dává kalimbu. tu jsem jen tak náhodně zmínila v konverzaci, že to je jediný hudební nástroj, na který bych snad zvládla hrát. proklínám se, že můj dárek pro něj je rýže.

tak moc mě hřeje fakt, že mě poslouchá a vnímá. že mi je s ním lehko. baví mě a přijde mi neskutečně zajímavý. plánuje věci se mnou.

za tu dobu jsem nepomyslela na prvního Jana, jen včera, když mě napadla tahle myšlenka, že na něj nemyslím, že je to dobře, zároveň jsem si řekla, že se k němu už nechci přibližovat, že by mě zase semlel, že jsem nad ním tak zbytečně moc ztratila energii, že teď se děje něco krásného, co si nechci nechat pokazit.

[kadet-pise]

Jiný kraj může znamenat exotickou přírodu, ale také odlišné mravy, neobvyklé zvyky a zákonitosti, jiné lidi, myšlenky, osudy. Antologie Jiný kraj je výběrem povídek žánru fantasy, sci-fi a hororu, ale přesto se věnuje tématům, která hýbají současným světem. Problémy osobní identity, ochrana životního prostředí, potíže v rodině nebo intenzivní chov drůbeže. Mořské panny plavou mezi igelitovými sáčky, mágové experimentují na dětech s mentálním postižením, kmen žijící na obří kře prchá ze své domoviny, protože přichází doba tání…  Obsah povídek je často kritický a varující, ale nejednou se na konci mihne jiskřička naděje. Nebo aspoň rozkošné koťátko. 🧜‍♀️ Kniha

🧜 E-kniha

[words-for-cat-bracket]

round 2 - day 5 - 6 of 8

brought to you by: maggy, fiona, and sadie

mbarakaja (guarani) vs koťátko (czech)

info and propawganda under the cut!

mbarakaja /ᵐba.ɾa.ka.ˈd͡ʒa/

no propawganda provided :(

koťátko /ˈkocaːtko/

man. czech's cat words are good in general imho but like... look at that. that is such a fucking koťátko.

I like the sound of it :)

[yonetee]

Sorry for Czech text! I don't have power to translate! The character is Péťa Koťátko from my and Chechulas comic Podivné Procházky Prašinou. I made playlist of her fav songs on spotify. --- Už je to rok, co jsme s Chechula pracovaly na komikse Podivné Procházky Prašinou. Konečně jsme se dostaly k tomu, abychom nakreslily naše postavy! Chechula kreslila Tadeáše (odkaz v komentářích) a já Péťu.

Pétě je čtrnáct(?) je dítě internetu a její máma je bohatá. Protože nemá moc kamarádů, tráví hodně času online, hraje videohry, kouká na filmy a čte knížky. Péťu vždycky zajímaly záhady a duchařské historky. Věří, že náš svět není takový, jako se jeví. A je připravena najít pro to důkazy.

Napadlo nás, že by bylo zábavné pro ně sestavit playlisty jejich oblíbených písniček. (Neberte to vážně + poslech na vlastní nebezpečí.) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/14vx235LtbbEfQT3f8iY8g... Lotta True Crime - Poslouchá Péťa po nocích příběhy o opravdových zločinech? Rozhodně! Mad Hatter, Enemy – To poslouchá cestou ze školy, když si připadá jako největší outsider. Vampires Will Never Hurt You, Vampire Diet, Animal I have become, Monster – Prostě jí přijde hustý téma toho, že se někdo měni na příšeru, ok?! (Mě to přijde hustý.) Silent Screem – To poslouchá, když se cítí, jakože jí její máma vůbec nechápe. Sice se hodně ztotožňuje s tím textem, ale ta hudba je na ní trochu moc pop. Určitě by zapřela, že má tuhle písničku ve svém playlistu!

+ fansongy k videohrám jsou svoje vlastní kategorie. Welcome to Freddy's, Springtrap a Stay Calm– Je mi líto, že Five Night at Freddys vyšlo v roce 2014, takže Pétě bylo už dvanáct, když to hrála. (Chtěla jsem původně napsat, že jí bylo deset.) Secret Garden – To je fanouškovská písnička k fanfikci „Flowerfell“ ke hře Undertale... fanart na druhou.

[coolsaladpenguin]

Short poem by me " coolsaladpenguin "please do not steal 🙏

When I have time, I will try to translate it into English. But I can't translate it exactly, I want it to still have the basis of a poem. So it will take me some time :)

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Byla jednou jedna kočka

Měla bíle koťátko

Dneska bylo s vránou doma

Zítra už se nenašlo

Kočka byla plná smutku

Vrána sejí vysmála

To máš kočko za to žrádlo

Navždy budeš jen sama

Kočka byla rozhněvaná

Až se celá ježila

Říkala si sama sobě

Žejí peří vtrhá

Když se obě utkaly

Hezky se pak porvaly

Peří, chlupy škubaly

Však se obě hněvaly!

Na ledovém poli

Kočka s vránou lehly

Ležely jak leklá ryba

Ani jedna vstát nemohla

[gaypirate420]

i beg for more viktor and vastayan reader…like how did they meet??? what’s the story??? I NEED TO KNOW IM ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT you’ve unlocked something i didn’t know i needed

Like nyah, y'know ? (⁠=⁠^⁠･⁠ｪ⁠･⁠^⁠=⁠)

Caged // Viktor.

Kid!Viktor x Kid!Vastaya!reader.

Summary: Viktor just wanted some scrap metal.

Part one.

Tw: Child abuse. Blood.

Angst/Fluff. Viktor is fifteen, reader is sixteen.

The young Zaunite limped his way into an alleyway, dragging a small cart that Singed so generously provided for him to fetch scrapped metal and other trinkets he'd like to tinker on when he was still his pupil.

He leaned on his cane as he bent to pick a large metal plate, the piece looked almost new maybe today he'll have luck, he hummed confident and got further inside, the dim lanterns of the stores disappearing, he tugged his cart along with him.

His golden eyes shined with excitement as he could make out a couple of the same large metal plates, but they seemed to be tucked behind a couple of boxes on the corner. His hand let go of his cart, the other clutching on his cane as he limped to the dark corner, he sighed as he saw a big metal box holding the plates against the wall.

Leaving his cane behind and tugging his sleeves up he took a deep breath, his pale hands reached for one of the metal plates and tug.

"GRRRRHHH." A deep gutural growl.

Viktor gasped, stumbling backwards and falling on his back, his eyes widened as he saw that wasn't a box.

It was a cage.

He stayed frozen for a solid minute, until in the darkness he could make out a figure, curled in some sort of blanket. Viktor swallowed, standing up slowly as he kept his eyes on the cage.

You saw the pale teenager getting closer. You keep growling but he didn't step back, his eyes were full of curiosity but kindness, he didn't look like he wanted to throw things at you or poke you like the other kids who stumbled upon you.

Your shiny eyes meet his.

He stared at you, you didn't look that much older than him, he looked at the blanket that draped over you, your breathing was heavy, you were scared. You growled at him, a soft gasp leaves him as he gets a glare of your sharp fangs and a pair of big ears that are flat against your head and a twitching nose that is an obvious sign of distress.

His golden eyes stare at a laceration on your face, the blood drips slowly down your eyebrow.

Viktor then took a couple of steps back and simply left. You tilted your head but returned to nuzzle against your blanket, trying to find some warmth in the cold weather of the undercity.

You were about to close your eyes, until his small and uneven footsteps approached again.

He stood in front of the cage. He reached inside, you flinched but your eyes fell on his hand, offering a piece of food. He smiled ever so faintly and shyly. But he wasn't scared, that much you knew.

Your head lifted from the cold metal floor, you leaned closer, Viktor caught a glimpse of the sharp and long nails you had. You crawled hesitantly closer, the blanket falling and finally revealing your whole body.

His eyes were big with curiosity, your body wasn't like something he's seen before, your skin was scarred and bandaged, you look fairly human, although there was an unusual pattern under all those scars in your skin, until your bottom half where he could see what you were. Your legs were completely feline.

"...Koťátko..." Viktor whispered amazed. You tilted your head at his foreign words but took the piece of food in your mouth. The pale boy gasped once more as you practically just swallowed all that in a second.

You must be very hungry, he thought, an obvious thought to have everyone in the undercity is hungry, but he doesn't have more to give you. You stare up at him, your slit pupils expecting.

"...I'm sorry, koťátko." He spoke softly, you looked down, his eyes seeing in between your ears and out of instinct his hand laid there. You froze, a soft growl crawled from your throat and your fangs were ready to bite.

"Shhhh....don't be scared." Viktor shushed softly, sitting down on the ground with a soft whimper as he tried to take a comfortable position. His other hand cups your face, you snarl but after he gently caresses your cheek with his thumb your body starts to relax slowly.

"Mhm....it is okay, koťátko..." The boy whispers, his eyes wide and shiny and his lips adorned with a friendly smirk. You laid back down on the cold metal floor of your cage. The young one eyes the locks, his mind racing with thoughts. He can't keep you here, but where would he keep you? Viktor can barely feed himself and you're obviously feral.

He takes a deep breath, his lip pouts as he thinks but you just sink and bask in the gentle touch, you've never experienced something like this. It's nice and gentle, you close your eyes, your tail sways lazily.

A/N: hiii hello hiiii, I hope y'all like this, I'm going to try and write more on my school break! Send more requests for Vastaya reader I love this too much

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I'm from czech republic!

Idk actually! I love so many places! I like the (bit remote) place I live in, surrounded by hills and nature, I have fav spots in Prague, some nice places in Ostrava... other places where my friends live... so many of them!

My family and I usually go abroad but all the holidays we've spent here were really good!

Nope

Vepřo knedlo zelo (pork roast, sauerkraut and knedliky) is a classic, the you have the goulash and I can't forget the fried cheese! From sweet food I like fruit dumplings or báleše.

Oooh, I know quite a few good ones, but they're usually not wide known. From the unknown it's music by Václav Kramář and BlueSonety (On Spotify, YouTube etc) and from the know it would be "Láska je jako večernice" (Love is like an eveningstar) by Vladimír Mišík

Probably the shitty pop ones? I don't really listen to czech music apart from things I like

I adore how certain words really sound like what they mean. Mlha (fog/mist), slunečnice (sunflower), čmelák (bumblebee), škrpály (rugged boots) and then you got the diminutives (or how you call them), basically cute little form of words- koťátko, chlebíček, domeček...

Only sometimew people will think it's Chechnya? (And I haven't seen that in a long time)

We generally have a very close relationship with Slovaks, heck it- we were one country for many many years

Kurva do piče. probably what I say the most.

Ooooh, we have some good ones! Karel Čapek, Jarmila Loukotková, Václav Hrabě, František Gellner and many more!

Ypu don't really get translations of poems into english, but the few are read are... fine? Like it's good but the original is the best.

Easter traditions. Boys go around with willow pomlázka (not a whip, but it resmbles one) to beat the girls to make them young qnd beautiful for the next year. In some parts you have Jízda králů (the Ride of the Kings). I quite like that one, cool story behind it (too long to say it here, but go look it up, if you're interested!)

We have good films! Some of the TV production is trash, bjt you got that everywhere. One nice TV tradition is to make a fairytale movie for every Christmas. We treasure them. (Seriously, try to take my christmas fairytales from me)

Probably jokes from Pelíšky? A film we love and meme a lot about. Also, it's a depressive Christmas film. And also: Jára Cimrman

Hate when people say we are eastern europe. And what's true- we drink *a lot* of beer.

yes, but I'm interested in history in general

Kind of? The place where I'm from doesn't really have a dialect, so I have some combined dialects from my parents and friends. (Probably closest to the southern Moravia dialect, my dad's family is from there)

Yeah, generally yes. I think we have a cool anthem.

Hockey

We've already sent a plushie of a popular kid cartoon, so...

Proud- a lot od the artist etc. Ashamed- some politics nowadays

Beer. Always beer. (But you got some "strict" wine regions)

Probably Slovaks?

Eeeeh, idk. Maybe try it for some time? But not like I wanna leave CR now. (Although we joke about that from time to time)

Not that much. Can't really think of an example.

I don't do celebs. I like some of the theatre actors and directors, but they aren't really celebs.

I really like the nature around here- I live in mountains. We don't have many lakes or huge high mountains. All the "proper" mountains we got are on the borders.

There's a joke that the city I live the closest to is one of the worst in the country.

No, I don't.

“hi, I’m not from the US” ask set

given how Americanised this site is, it’s important to celebrate all our countries and nationalities - with all their quirks and vices and ridiculousness, and all that might seem strange to outsiders.

1. favourite place in your country?

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad?

3. does your country have access to sea?

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

5. favourite song in your native language?

6. most hated song in your native language?

7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom?

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best?

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

11. favourite native writer/poet?

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?

13. does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

17. are you interested in your country’s history?

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?

19. do you like your country’s flag and/or emblem? what about the national anthem?

20. which sport is The Sport in your country?

21. if you could send two things from your country into space, what would they be?

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

23. which alcoholic beverage is the favoured one in your country?

24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?

25. would you like to come from another place, be born in another country?

26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?

27. favourite national celebrity?

28. does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? do you have favourites?

29. does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country?

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family?