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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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Magic.

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When the sun departed, the moon dimmed in sorrow. Yet their paths will fall in line, to touch again, and burn, and shine.

Thanks to Ayra poetic inspiration.

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I love your work

Could you do Jayvik x reader who self harms and they’ve all been friends for a while but now they’ve started really being in a relationship and being more comfortable and intimate so that’s why Vik and Jayce decide to mention it because they’d noticed before but felt like it wasn’t really their business earlier in the relationship

Or if you don’t like that one then

Caitvi x reader who has chronic pain and mentions it but doesn’t really do anything to mitigate their pain besides occasionally having an energy crash and letting themselves sleep for like 16 hours

Also hope you’re having a good day 🤍

Thank you anon I’m having a wonderful day!

I’m afraid that this may not be my best work, and I hope you don’t mind that my wording of the SH isn’t very specific. It’s simple because I’m still healing from my past with the topic—

I’ll probably try to do the Cait Vi one as a separate post!

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

HEALING

Jayvik x Reader Drabble (SFW)

TRIGGER WARNING! IMPLIED/REFERENCED SELF HARM

-you’d known Jayce and Viktor for years now, and were always extremely close. It certainly wasn’t all too surprising when you began to develop feelings for them

-So when Jayce and Viktor brought you into their relationship, you were over the moon—you’d never dreamed of having such compassionate partners before. But that began to pose a small problem: they were very attentive.

-You thought you’d been cautious enough about keeping them in the dark about your struggles with hurting yourself; that you had done a good job at acting as if nothing was wrong. And you had even tried to stop for a while, for their sake.

-but even still, your thoughts grew cynical, and that wretched urge would creep back up again.

-you would panic: did they even really love you? Someone so pathetic and disgusting? You knew they did, but the doubt would always eat away at you but by bit until you couldn’t fight it anymore.

-you saw the hurt in Jayce’s eyes when you would flinch or shy away from his touch, or the way Viktor’s eyes would narrow ever so slightly when you would fiddle with your sleeves or the hem of your skirt to ensure you were fully covered

-having been friend for so long, they knew you occasionally struggled with your mental health, but they didn’t realize just how much it impacted your daily life until you began living together.

-you insisted on getting dressed and undressed alone, weren’t very consistent with remembering to eat, and got oddly defensive about the number of sharps in your trash bin.

-they knew something was up, they just didn’t know how to approach it. Viktor was intensely familiar with the notion of hiding or masking pain, but something about your behavior was just plain different.

-one night, after a particularly rough day, you slunk into your shared apartment and began to beeline towards the bed, only to be met with the solid wall of Jayce’s chest.

“Not so fast. You don’t look too good, are you doing alright?” He asked; firm, but still gentle as always. But his tone made it clear he wasn’t going to let you scurry away this time.

“….bad day. That’s all.” You managed to mumble, avoiding those earnest amber eyes as he guided you to the couch, where Viktor was already waiting. Jayce sighed, as he sat, effectively trapping you in between. You still refused to look at either of them, fiddling with the edge of your sleeve.

You could feel their eyes in you, and it made you feel pathetic.

You loved them, so why couldn’t you open up?

Jayce was the first to speak up again.

“It can’t be just a bad day if it’s been going on for months now, baby. Please, we just want to help-“

You froze.

Fuck. They noticed.

You were nearly about to spiral, until you felt a familiar, calloused hand caress your cheek— Viktor turning your face to look him in the eye.

“We are not upset with you. We’re just worried. Will you tell us what’s been going on?” He inquired, gentle and quiet. He was dead serious, and it made your heart drop into your stomach.

They knew. They knew, and that terrified you.

You were silent, until Jayce asked with a fragile voice.

“Have…have you been hurting yourself?”

You broke down.

Curling up and sobbing as every terrible, painful confession spilled out into a jumbled tear filled mess.

And through it all, they held you silently— listening, and cradling you as you cried.

It felt as if you wept for hours, basking in their warmth and feeling simultaneously guilty, greedy, and relieved.

“I-I’m sorry, I know this isn’t what you signed up for when we got together—“

“Enough of that—We love you just as you are, Never say anything like that again, understood?” Viktor quickly corrected you, wiping your tearstained cheeks with trembling hands.

It was only then, that you realized that he was trying not to cry along with you.

And when you turned to look at Jayce, his face was already streaming with tears to match your own.

You simply nodded, unable to speak through the tears that were still choking you.

“We don’t want to see you in pain. We are in this together. All of us, alright?” Jayce sniffed as he kissed your forehead.

You managed to muster up a faint smile, burying your face into his broad chest as the three of you embraced.

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Working on new chapters and a few requests right now my lovelies! I’ve had a nasty case of writers block, and my life has been pretty crazy lately, so I hope you’ll forgive the delay and be patient with me!

Hopefully I’ll have new posts up by Friday🫶✨💙

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Dreamy mel

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Just curious are your requests actually open? Your blog seems to not have posted writing for a bit and I wouldn’t want to add to a long list if you actually just forgot to change it or something 😅

of course not complaining about timing or anything I write too Ik the struggle of writers block and perfectionism lol. i just wanted to be sure before I sent in a request

My requests are still open! It is definitely just a combo of writers block and. Life getting in the way, but feel free to submit something and I’ll do my best to get to it when I have the time!

I also just don’t receive a lot of requests lol!

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Hair ✨ / cw : smoking

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love is warmth ❤️

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There is a standard media depiction of a "healed" person. Someone who has Gone To Therapy. I've noticed this in a few works recently. We often see them at the end of a story, maybe in a "ten years later" epilogue. They speak in a soft, serene voice. They have Accepted what they cannot change. They have let go of a lot, including most of what we see them actually care about in the story itself. They are Happy, At Peace, in some non-descript way. They bare little resemble to the person we were actually shown. They bare little resemblance to any person. We were shown, as we usually are in stories, an agent, a desirer, someone becoming. Now they have Become. And they look back on all that silly becoming as something childish that they have moved past. Fire, you know, fire is for children who don't know any better. To be Healed is to have your fire rightly extinguished; to not even miss it.

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Reposting my Viktor cosplay because I worked really hard on it and want to talk more about the process of making it!

It was definitely the most challenging cosplay project I've worked on. I painted a morphsuit to create the effect of metallic purplish-grey "skin" (which took FOREVER!) The morphsuit didn't fit me properly when it arrived, so I had to do a lot of alterations

I sculpted the metallic details out of foam sheets and foam clay. My first time working with foam!

I wanted to add vertebrae details to the back, so I glued these foam pieces to a strip of velcro that goes on over the morphsuit zipper. It was really difficult to find references of his back, and I'm not sure if this is accurate, but I like how it turned out

I made the staff out of pvc pipe and foam clay. The process of bending it with heat was a bit of a nightmare, but I think it turned out ok in the end. I sewed the cloak/blanket too, which was pretty time-consuming, but the most straightforward part of the costume.

The hair is just my own hair that I styled a bit. I painted my neck and the sides of my face with body paint, which started coming off after a few hours at the con, but oh well.

It definitely isn't perfect, and there are a lot of things I'd do differently if I were to do it again. But I had a great time at the con - I met lots of other awesome cosplayers, lots of people asked for photos, and I won third place at the cosplay competition!

I had to keep taking breaks because of lightheadedness and Everything Hurting (#justchronicillnessthings) which was in-character, I guess? Shout out to another Viktor cosplayer who was very sweet and checked if I was ok

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Something something vampires have no reflection so he can't even try to see his brother's face anymore when he looks into the mirror

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stop earning advanced degrees i need you to finish your fanfiction

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Regrettably, the institute is holding a big fancy ball in Piltover and no amount of made-up excuses was able to get him out of the obligation to attend.

That was the story in my head while drawing this 😌

You can get this, my other Viktor fanarts as well as my original art as prints via INPRNT!

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“pillow princesses are just greedy” IS HER GASPING FOR YOU AND SCRATCHING AT YOU AND TAKING YOU LIKE A GODDESS NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU YOU BASTARD. ILY PILLOW PRINCESSES I WILL DEFEND YOUR HONOUR UNTIL I BREATHE MY LAST