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━━━━    A SUPER LOW ACTIVITY sideblog for various muses from different media by yours truly: Stormae ( she / her ) .  ft Rumi of KPOP HUNTERS !!

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[Worship in the bedroom]

The vision of Jayce forgetting to breath and looking at Viktor in absolute awe as he slowly undressed him has been haunting me for months 😤

Started this drawing back in winter but it took me an eternity to finish .__. Chronologically this is the first part of my poscanon jayvik series:

Third part

Second part

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"hey cosmic, why you been so absent?"

hot plant man be upon thee

and im about to be packing to move so ima be even more quiet this coming month or so. ive just been grinding the hell outta gw2 with @hexfcrged && @altarbled

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COMMS BUNDLE SALE!!

howdy! you might not see much of me but i do mostly carrd commissions as well as dabble in graphic ones! right now, i am having a full blog rework sale!

note. all payments will be through paypal. consistent communication is a must. SALE IS GOOD THROUGH 6/20 - 6/25! i will not take any more after 6/25 and all work will be finished and sent by 6/30.

BUNDLES: header + pinned graphics - $5 header + pinned + (1)promo graphic - $7 (2)promo graphics - $4 pinned + icon border - $4 header + pinned + (1)promo graphic + icon border - $10 anything with gifs is an additional + $2

any carrd addition will be a flat $6 and will be done in pro lite + only.

ACCEPTING 4 UP FRONT AND IF ROOM OPENS UP, WILL OPEN TO MORE.

carrd comms examples listed HERE. graphics below.

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@hexfcrged: intimacy scares you. why else would you forgo the feeling of two bodies entwined? intimacy scares me, too. but i'm not about to peel my skin off because of it. you're always so extreme. first, fear. what's next? love? gio -> mh

there is a soft scoff like sound that muffles behind the mask, an aversion of his gaze from the other, refusing to meet eye to eye. extreme was never what he would consider his alterations, as to Viktor, they were plainly necessary. every methodical change, correction made to his body and mind alike, the changes that come to light. there was a reason. even if the other didnt see it.

     in fact, there were so few that saw the vision.

he had hoped Jayce would be one of the few to understand. even if the man grinded ever gear within Viktors body at times, even if the man left Viktor in tumultuous situations and configuring other ways to perfect the amalgamations that formulate himself. of all people, Jayce should be the person that gets it the most. a replay of the night they went separate ways fills his mind and anger creases the brow and clench of teeth hidden away.

          ❝ the fact that you view this as a fear of intimacy is laughable. ❞     he voices, returning those sights towards the Defender, a wave of the hand given in general gesture.     ❝ do you wish to hear the truth? ❞     cat like, as much as mechanical bits would let him, walks Viktor around as he speaks. each step an echo, a punctuation of his words.     ❝ before i went on my journey of correcting the errors of the human husk, i would not consider myself scared of such then, either. ❞

a pause, a hand touching the chin of his mask as if in thought.     ❝ then, i believe i would have appreciated it. ❞     a truth he may as well have masked before, something left voiceless as their work had always taken forefront.     ❝ presently? it is still not the reason and for you to attempt to correlate such for your own twisted reality is almost … sad. ❞

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@hexfcrged: [ HASTE ]: in urgent need of getting to safety as fast as possible, the sender scoops up the receiver and starts running because it's quicker and easier to just carry them than expect them to keep pace. (but instead its not a danger thing. unless it is? it can be literally whatever but im thinking sillystyle) uppercuts you with STAR GUARDIAN

          ‘ 🅄🄷 🄾🄷. ’     the charm on his cane reads across the screen, a small chime echoing as its finished writing. and such is quickly voiced in echo by Viktor,     ❝ uh oh. ❞     this wasnt exactly the best situation to be in, not as a Guardian nor as up coming students with rather clean records attached to their names. the second he had heard Dmitri mocked Viktor, making up some frilly girlie name to call him in lieu of his chosen, he was prepared to simply ignore it. there was no sense in giving Dmitri his attention. its been what Viktor has done the whole time with anyone else.

     but Jayce, oh pure of heart dumb of ass Jayce, had a different approach.

Viktor had turned just in time to see knuckles connect with the other mans face, square in the middle, a certain umph behind it that had Dmitri whirling back in both surprise and pain. it seemed it came as a surprise to Jayce as well, the man standing there, staring for a moment before turning sights towards Viktor with a did i just do that sort of look. 

and that was how Viktor ended up picked up and ran with. quite literally, practically cradled in Jayces arms as there was no way he would be able to keep up with the quick footwork the other had. this was Jayces plan, the great escape.

          ❝ by the first star, Jayce, what were you thinking? ❞     he rasps out, clutching his cane between his legs and against his chest, looking over his shoulder is dismay as Dmitri yelled from where he stood at them.      ❝ giving those types of people attention is the worse thing you can do! ❞     a hand whacks at Jayces chest, turning glaring ambers his way.

          ❝ what are you going to do if he turns you in for assault? oh you rock headed fool. ❞     even if Jayce wasnt panicking, Viktor sure was.

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hear me out -

i write viktor as trans but if he was born with a penis, he would 100% have a cute little one only because shepard has weaseled his way into my head about it. and im talking like pushing 3.8 inches hard. right under 4 and decently round, uncut, similarly petite balls.

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Nothing more embarrassing than desire

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          ❝ dare i say the majority may be yours, Jayce. ❞

its a mumble of words, clearly spoken in a way to not be completely heard, but spoken aloud nonetheless. his steps are a bit slower behind Jayce, full weight leaned onto his cane when he comes to a stop and eyes the other with a cocked brow. sure, Jayce wasnt wrong, per se. but playing catch up on everything would only leave them further tired, strained, exhausted between ‘evil thing stays dead’ and their plethora of work to be done in general.    ❝ i would like to keep us in our placements. ❞

but Viktor is quick to tsk at Jayce at the mention of his grades, knowing very well that Viktor had no qualms keeping them up. sluggishly he pulls his body towards his own bed, mostly neatly made with a few books skewed about, and takes a seat in which leaves him facing the other and that puffed up look Jayce was shooting him. cane is settled beside him and Blitz's little screen eyes look between them from its charm like state that dangled from its handle.     ❝ if by study sessions, you mean me grinding the work into your brain and if by miss you mean loathe the idea of grinding the work into your brain, then yes. ❞     even with his joking words, a smile cracks at the corners of his lips.

though, maybe Viktor did enjoy the solitude style of studying together, where it was just them and books. the only worry to learn and not the call that continuously took them from normality. he shrugs, smile slipping away as he lays along the edge of his bed with a huff and stares at the ceiling, arm and leg dangling over the edge.     ❝ i believe i just miss the quiet. yet, even then, you have a wonderous tendency to fill that space. ❞

head turns to pull amber shades Jayces way, a brow raised and lips pursed.     ❝ if we pick up our study sessions again whilst still fighting for the greater good, it would cut into your gym time. think you could ever dare to do so? ❞     an almost playful look is given then.     ❝ i would hate for you to lose out on your reps and runs and … - ❞     dangling hand is waved, rolled as if trying to find the word.     ❝ what ever else it is you do. ❞

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Jayce blows a raspberry, casually dismissing Viktor's words without so much as looking his way, preferring to wade through the dorm with lead feet and a buzzing skull.  ❛❛ You make it sound like it's just my pile, ❜❜  he retorts, allowing his bag to haphazardly drop atop his unmade bed before promptly following soon after. After a grunt from Jayce and a puff of air on contact from the mattress settling beneath him, he begins to settle.

❛❛ I think all three of our little buddies would agree with me when I say our focus has been where it should be. We're both competent— better than competent even—  ❜❜   Jayce finally rolls over, propping himself up on one elbow as he addresses Viktor.  ❛❛ Need I remind you that we're literally always in the top three. ❜❜  He points between them with a knowing yet arrogant look before continuing.  ❛❛ Which means we can worry about classwork after the evil things stay dead, right? And after my gym runs, but that's more of a me thing and not a we thing, I know. ❜❜

There's a lightbulb moment for him after that, igniting him enough for him to swing his legs over the edge into a more proper sitting position, facing Viktor.  ❛❛ Unless you're genuinely worried about one of your grades? Or— wait ! ❜❜  He actually gets rather giddy at whatever asinine thing his brain's come up with.

Jayce leans forward where he sits on the edge of his bed. His expression quickly grows smug, almost nefarious in the way he looks at him now.  ❛❛ You miss our study sessions, don't you, Vik? All you gotta do is ask, you know. ❜❜

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amidst the settling irritation that seemed to always simmer at the surface of Viktor when dealing with Jayce, the Herald found a blooming delight that smothers it away when its pointedly clear that he could pull these sort of reactions from Jayce. its a surge of control beyond the dancing neediness that weaved its way further through Viktor every time Jayce looked at him the way he was, the way those noises echoed in his chest and throat from Viktor physically showing what he wanted.

     and, by whoever was above, did Viktor really want Jayce in this moment.

hes growingly impatient in his own way. when Jayce does as he promised, shedding that final layer when pulling away from Viktor, he cant help the sneer that threatened to pull at his lip even when he absorbed whole heartedly the sight before him. right before was there an inkling of a debate to pull the known move of stopping this before it got too far, but the second Jayce is bare before him and Viktor got an eyesight of all of Jayce and his glory, that thought was deleted from his hard drive instantly.

he doesnt get long to oogle, not exactly hiding the way his gaze lingers on the others lower half in a sort of appreciation all the way up until Jayce was against him again, his legs spreading as far as they can to make sure he can absorb every space that could be filled between them. sensors are overwhelmed, signaling everywhere Jayce touched with hands and mouth and body alike. but, Viktor releases something verbally when he feels the others hands through his hair. it escapes part lips, a content sound, before they are practically consumed by the others own.

the instant he feels teeth in his lower lip, it tears a shocked and almost guttural noise from Viktor, hands springing up to grasp the other by his shoulders but not remove him. it was unexpected. painful, yes, in its own enjoyable way. but Viktor doesnt get much of a general word out before his head is wrenched back and those eyes are glaring at Jayce, even with lids hooded in such a way that could mask it.     ❝ you are lucky even you get this far. ❞     a terrible truth, even for Viktor, but one he would not deny.

he hardly makes a move when hes kissed and Jayce is falling to his knees, eyes trailing after, hands slipping away from touching the man. seeing him like this does something to Viktor, awakens an excitement that he truly didnt expect to be there, flooding his core and making that rhythmic ticking in his chest find a most suitable pacing.     ❝ what i would like is your ability to talk to be a bit more … muffled. ❞     he shakes his head. Jayces verbiage was embarrassing, even if it pulled the thought to the forefront of his mind. he nudges Jayce with his dangling foot, waiting for the man to back up enough for Viktor to slide off of the desk and stand erect.

his own clothing wasnt exactly tight, but there is a certain trickiness within the proximity in undoing the belt and buttons that kept his own trousers in place. any hesitancy he had before had dissipated into an eagerness to keep Jayce where he was; on his knees right before Viktor. he thinks, thats where he should be.

clothing falls with a few hitches on the panels along legs, shaken free until at his ankles and stepped out of, nudged off to the side. the remaining part of his body, where flesh and metal meet, exposes the deep color of curls with paled skin and its already obvious dampness from the growing enticement of where this whole interaction was going. the way Viktor looks down at Jayce is not of his usually irritation, but something more akin to expectancy and bubbling debauchery that danced all the way to the edge of his digit tips, that were making home through Jayces hair and along the crown of his head.

          ❝ you are setting a high standard for yourself, Defender. ❞     and yet, there is that leak of using such a title as an insult. fingers curl into those locks and he pulls rather aggressively to bring mouth to cunt.     ❝ just shut up and get to work. ❞

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Very pretty, he almost retorts. He decidedly doesn't.

❛❛ Like I'd let just anybody get this kind of rise out of me, ❜❜  Jayce chuffs on a half smile, lips still lazily pressed to the metallic seams and rivets of Viktor's throat. It's a surprisingly vulnerable admission in a way; tucked carefully between each word like a clue.  ❛❛ This, you had to earn. ❜❜

And when Jayce withdraws just enough to bear witness to Viktor's face, his smile only grows, clearly pleased. His blue eyes pick apart Viktor's features like a careful dissection.  ❛❛ And what a lovely prize it is, right? ❜❜

As per his usual, Jayce opens his mouth to speak more; to further goad and tease and entice. Viktor's purposeful touch halts the words in his throat in favor of a small noise wrenching its way from his chest. The noise shifts into a low, sultry chuckle as he eagerly steps forward, following the strength of Viktor's pull. He finds that he enjoys Viktor's roaming hand, the careful yet domineering way he explores— like Jayce is his territory to nourish and consume all in one. Jayce can't really bring himself to disagree with the thought. 

The thought is definitely made worse by the way Viktor seizes control in the mere blink of an eye. Viktor's words ignite something carnal in Jayce all over again, halting his breath and sending a torrent of heat straight to his belly so fast he nearly grows light headed. His hands come out to grip Viktor by the waist on instinct, his entire body eagerly leaning into him as those sultry words and their impact continue to ring through his head.

❛❛ I thought we agreed you were the pretty one. ❜❜  Jayce pants out on a whisper, letting out a small laugh.  ❛❛ You're right. A deal's a deal. ❜❜ 

He reluctantly peels himself away from Viktor long enough to get his thumbs beneath the hem of his trousers and tug them down. His cock slaps against his abdomen once it's finally freed of its confines, pulling a small hiss and a sigh from him. Jayce forgoes his normal teasing for once in favor of his hunger, returning to crowd Viktor's space and slotting his now fully exposed form along his partner's once more.

Lips return to Viktor's throat all over again as hands roam all along his thighs, hips, waist, and chest. It's a slow appreciation of his form, no matter how augmented he may be, through more lazy kisses across his neck and calloused fingers snaking through his hair. Jayce trails open mouth kisses up to Viktor's jaw, quietly cursing him for being unable to leave a mark with teeth where people could see. It doesn't stop him from claiming Viktor's lips as his own though; fervent in his need as he bites into Viktor's lower lip— hard enough to hear the faint crunch of meat but not break skin— and promptly tug, sucking the bruised flesh into his mouth. Jayce pants hot into his mouth, delving deeper when allowed, animalistic in his desire.

He knots his fingers in Viktor's hair suddenly and tugs him back, exposing the column of his throat and watching the way the metal filaments expertly adjust themselves to the strain. The craftsmanship is incredibly hot.

❛❛ Wish I could leave my mark on you so everyone could see it, know that only I get to be with you like this, ❜❜  Jayce speaks low, breathing slightly haggard.

He releases his grip on Viktor after imparting one last kiss, backing up enough to drop down on his knees.  ❛❛ Show me where flesh and metal meet, V. ❜❜  His words come out surprisingly reverent, looking up to him in much the same manner as his hands rub along Viktor's thighs.  ❛❛ I want to sink my teeth into you. Taste you. Make you feel me for days. Would you like that, baby? ❜❜

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@hexfcrged - SG ONE LINER

          ❝ you do know that regulating your schedule would be best and is, quite frankly, imperative to you being more than just a guardian, yes? ❞     their stack of workload is left mostly abandoned from their last adventure, not forgotten about but merely … ignored for the time being.

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something cosmic *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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Viktor is so easy to draw but Jayce on the other hand…

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// nsft. jayvik; forsaken jayce x deathsworn viktor / belly bulge, see-through.

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