#im so scared someone hold me

[starstruckodysseys]

teenage rebellion playing in the credits feels like a mockery after that preview. are you SURE it’s all going to be okay ??? are you SURE it’s our time, our year ???

[satoumafuyuss]

Day 5 - Kiss Kiss ❤️

[nic-coughlan]

everyone trying to figure out the circumstances for this scene like

[yaralulu]

[arkaniske]

Glitter & Gold.

2600ish words\ SFW\Jayvik

Summary: Jayce notices something new with Viktor, this has to be inspected closer. For science, of course.

He was no stranger to Viktor’s golden eyes however- the precise line of eyeliner accented by the faintest glint of shimmery copper at the corners of his eyes. It made the gaze of his partner intense. Jayce felt his knees buckle ever so slightly underneath it.

Oh no.

The steady hymn of machinery filled the lab, only the occasional clink of tools and the quiet murmur of Jayce joined the hum of sounds. He had arrived before Viktor, a rare occurrence these days as he often had found his partner sleeping in their lab- not today though. He had spent the morning looking over yesterday’s calculations, circling out a few equations he wished Viktor to look over.

As if summoned the familiar clack clack clack of a cane echoed through the halls and the sound of the door to their lab opened. Jayce turned from his desk, nose still buried in his notebook.

“Good morning, Viktor! I was hoping you could have a look at-“ His gaze lifted to his partner and the words stopped in his throat, choking with the lack of breath. At first, he wasn’t sure what had caught his attention. Viktor, dressed as usual in his rolled up sleeves and white vest, even the red necktie that had become a staple in his wardrobe. No, it was none of those that had caught Jayce off guard.

He was no stranger to Viktor’s golden eyes however- the precise line of eyeliner accented by the faintest glint of shimmery copper at the corners of his eyes. It made the gaze of his partner intense. Jayce felt his knees buckle ever so slightly underneath it.

Oh no.

“Have a look at what, Jayce?”

Oh no.

“Oh uh- yes I…” Jayce blinked, jaw snapping shut as he forcefully had to pull his gaze back to the notebook. Calculations, he could do that. Right. Yeah. Math. Every scientist friend. Math didn’t make his knees buckle and heart jump. “If you see here-“

///

By the time the equation was solved they had settled into their familiar rhythm of the day. Well. As normal as Jayce could be about it all. He didn’t mean to stare, but his eyes kept darting back as Viktor moved about the lab, completely unbothered. Jayce did try to focus on the work in front of him, really, but every time he looked away from Viktor he started counting down the seconds to when it was appropriate to look back to him. He had started with a reasonable limit of 13 seconds between every look, but well… He was now down to 8 seconds.

Viktor settled at his workstation across from him, Jayce fighting a losing battle. He might as well have forgotten how to count with the way he kept glancing over.

“Something on your mind, Jayce?” Viktor asked, his tone neutral as he flipped a page in one of his notebooks. A flicker of amusement in his gaze.

Jayce jolted. “What? No! Nothing! Just, uh… thinking.” He waved his pen vaguely in the air as if that would explain anything. He should stop talking. “Y’know, equations and… science stuff.” Stop talking. “Hextech! Yea, that’s a big one.” Stop talking! “Math too.” Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking- Jayce stopped talking. Watching as Viktor arched an unimpressed brow, and Jayce wanted to crawl under the table.

“Hm. I see.” To say Viktor was unconvinced would be an understatement, but he still returned to his work. Jayce started counting 15 seconds this time.

He couldn’t just blurt it out, could he? Hey, Viktor, you wearing makeup? By the way, it’s unfairly attractive and now I can’t think straight. This is a great day! That would go over well.

Instead, Jayce buried his head in his blueprints, scribbling equations that didn’t entirely make sense. Hours passed in their usual comfort, the lab’s air thick with the smell of metal and ink. Viktor remained focused, sharp as ever, while Jayce stole glance after glance, seconds ticking lower and lower, convinced he was being subtle.

He wasn’t.

When Viktor finally stretched and set his tools down in favour of his mug and reading over notes, Jayce felt his pulse quicken. His chance to say something was slipping away with the daylight. If he didn’t ask now, it’d eat away at him for the rest of the evening. Probably longer if he was honest with himself.

Gathering what little courage he had to clean his throat. “So, uh… Viktor.”

“Hm? What is it, Jayce?” Viktor didn’t look up from the paper and sipped from his mug.

Jayce fidgeted, tapping his pen against the table. “I couldn’t help but notice… uh… are you, um, wearing makeup?”

There was a beat of silence before Viktor finally looked up, golden eyes sharp with curiosity and the unmistakable shine of amusement. Jayce stopped breathing. “Yes.” Viktor said simply.

Jayce’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Words hitching in his throat again for a moment at the added intensity of a lined gaze. “Oh. Ah! Cool!” He winced at how high his voice sounded once it came back to him. “I-I mean, it looks good! Really good! Not that it doesn’t always look- wait- I mean-“

Viktor raised an eyebrow, cutting him off. The ghost of a smirk tugged at his lips as he watched his partner fluster. “Thank you, Jayce.” Soft gratitude.

The calmness was infectious and the smith felt tension ease out of his shoulders enough to find more courage. “It’s nice. I just… haven’t seen you wear it before, y’know.”

“Yes you have.”

What. What.

“What?” Jayce started to flick through his mental library of Viktor. He remembered freckled skin, dark and messy hair, the soft look of Viktor just waking up from a nap, the slightly jagged teeth, the little scar on top of his hand, golden eyes golden eyes golden eyes, sharp cheekbones- no, he couldn’t remember any glitter or red lipstick.

“Jayce, I do this every day.” Viktor answered with a shrug, as if this was the most obvious thing in the world. “A little bit of lining my eyes and neutralising dark circles, it is eh… making me look less tired. It makes people ask less concerned questions of my wellbeing and focus on what is important.”

“Holy shit, I never noticed…” Jayce leaned back in his chair, his head tilted as he processed the information. “Every day? Wait, is that why you were in later today? You were…” He gestures to his own face, tapping his cheek as if applying a powder.

“Huh? No, Heimendinger was chatty on the way to the lab. I felt rude cutting him off. My application only takes ten minutes or so.” He simply explained. “The reason why you are only now noticing… Well, I ran out of my usual products and forgot to collect more. What I am wearing now is kohl, it is darker and harsher than the pigments I wear everyday. The difference is subtle, not many would have picked up on it.” His tone warm with the realisation of how much attention his partner had given this.

The warmth was a spark to ignite the tips of Jayce’s ears into a light blush. “I… see.” He replied. There was an odd feeling of regret for never noticing before, to know that he might have missed the signs of an exhausted Viktor at the end of the day. Even more so he felt a twinge of ache at all the missed memories that could have been added to his mental library.

The soft sound of curiosity form Viktor was not lost to Jayce as eyes refocused to the man. “Would you like to try? You seem quite taken with it.”

Oh.

“Wait, now? I don’t have- I wouldn’t know where to start. I fear I would stab my own eye out or look stupid and-“

“I’ll do it for you.”

Oh.

///

That is how Jayce found himself comfortably lying on the couch with a pillow raising his head. Viktor had insisted on this instead of hovering over him on a chair. It’ll be horrible on my back, he had said. And who was Jayce to argue. Who was Jayce to argue that they both could sit on the couch and face each other when Viktor had swung a leg over his hips to straddle him. Who was Jayce to argue when Viktor spent a few moments adjusting his braced leg to not dig into Jayces skin. Who was Jayce to argue when Viktor leaned so close to him, to the point where their chests almost touched. No, there was no protest.

He counted 4 seconds now.

Viktor’s legs were warm and solid against Jayce’s sides, his weight pressing down in the most distracting way. Jayce’s heart was hammering hard, and he was almost certain Viktor could hear it, if not feel it when his hand came to a rest at his chest.

For a long moment, all Jayce could focus on was the faint scent of Viktor, the soft brush of breath against his face and the warmth- at this point he was unsure if it was his own or Victor’s. He only knew he felt warm. His mind a chaotic mess, every rational thought slipping away the longer Viktor hovered over him.

“Hold still, Jayce.” Viktor murmured, his voice almost teasing. He knew. He knew as his fingers brushed lightly against Jayce’s cheek and watched the man lean into the simple touch. Viktor did not get a reply to his request, only a weak nod and eyes fluttering shut. “Good.”

Jayce could feel the heat in his cheeks burn bright. With the first touch of a soft brush to his eyelid he felt his own inhale shake. Luckily it did not last long as he found himself incapable of breathing soon after as Viktor leaned closer. The shuffle of his clothes, the warmth of his breath on his face- He’s so close. His head was spinning with the thought. His hand gripping at the hem of his own shirt as to remind himself to stay there, to not reach for Viktor.

“Jayce?” Viktor’s voice was gentle.

Jayce kept his eyes closed. He knew if he looked he wouldn’t be able to close his eyes again no matter what he counted to.

“Jayce, you are forgetting to breathe.”

Oh, right. The burning ache in his chest was in fact not from yearning.

His inhale was sharper than intended and the ache subsided, at least the ache caused by asphyxiation. “Sorry, heh. I didn’t want to, yknow… Accidentally mess it up.” His voice was quieter than what he thought it would be.

“No need for an apology.” Jayce could swear he felt a gentle caress over his cheek as Viktor dismissed his sorry. “Open your eyes for me, will you?”

Who was Jayce to argue when a honeyed voice asked for his attention. He opened his eyes, thankful for the setting sun making their lab darker and gentler on his eyes. He counted two seconds before his eyes found Viktor’s. His heart fluttered in his chest as he found his partner already looking back at him, if it was a trick of the light or wishful thinking, Jayce swore he could see the faintest of crimson adorning Viktor’s cheekbones.

“You- uh. You’re done?” He asked almost hopeful.

“Almost. Just final touches.” Viktor answered. The soft bristled brush came to the outer corners of Jayce’s eyes. This time he could not look away. The soft expression on his partners face, the utter and complete focus as Viktor took his time to create symmetry. Jayce felt the tightening of his throat as he realised he was being studied with the same intensity and carefulness that Viktor would look over blueprints and his notes. The man above him was engulfed in his work, in Jayce. He couldn’t do anything but to stare, keep still and keep his breath even. He felt lightheaded and heavy at the same time.

Jayce had no idea how much time passed before Viktor spoke up again. “There you go. All done.” And then had the audacity to sit back up and regard his work. He rested a finger on Jayce’s chin, burning into his skin, as he easily guided his partners head from side to side. Eyes flickering over his work. Meeting no resistance from the man below him.

“How- I- how does it look?” Jayce felt his voice become thick with emotion.

“Very good. I am good at this, after all.” The corners of Victors mouth curled with a smile. “You look pretty, Jayce. So pretty for me.”

One second.

“Fuck.”

The distance between them closed quickly. Jayce wasn’t sure if he was the one sitting up or if Viktor was the one leaning down. They met somewhere in the middle. The first touch of lips were electric and hasted. Warmth surged through every nerve of Jayce’s body as Viktor’s hand slipped from his chin to his chest. Jayce finally letting go of his own shirt to find his partners waist, hesitant at first but finding the confidence to pull him closer when Viktor deepened the kiss.

Viktor tasted faintly of something sweet, like honey lingering on his lips, though Jayce couldn’t tell if it was from an actual sweet or simply Viktor himself- the thought made him dizzy. He let his fingers tighten against Viktor’s waist, the thin fabric a useless barrier between the two sources of heat. Viktor’s hand was still resting over his chest, steady and grounding, as if to counter the wild hammering of Jayce’s heart.

Viktor kissed with a deliberate intensity, his lips soft but unyielding, as if he were to memorise every part of Jayce’s mouth. And Jayce let him. His chest ached with affection, with desperation, with love. It was overwhelming relief of knowing the affection was mutual. That this was something he could nurture and grow, to cherish with Viktor. His Viktor.

Jayce couldn’t help but let out a quiet, desperate noise when Viktor pulled back just slightly. His golden eyes half-lidded and shimmering with something playful and tender. His smirk was faint but unmistakable, thumb grazing against Jayce’s bottom lip as lips parted. The flush was burning in Jayce’s cheeks as he felt himself tremble underneath the mans touch.

“You are easily flustered.” Viktor fucking purred, his voice warm and teasing, and far too composed for someone who had just stolen the breath out of Jayce’s lungs. He was fucked.

Jayce’s hand flexed against his partners waist, mouth opening and closing, searching for words that wouldn’t come. Instead, he surged up again, capturing Viktor’s lips into another kiss. A plea for more. Viktor’s hand slid up to cup the side of Jayce’s face, his fingers brushing along the jawline. Firm and reassuring. Giving what was asked for.

He could not get over how perfectly Viktor fit against him. His hip snug in the palm of Jayce’s hand, their chests pressed together, Viktor’s fingers threading through Jayce’s hair with such gentle care. Their lips parted with soft panting, small drag of teeth sending shivers down his spine all but making him whine into the kiss. He felt the hums of Viktor’s chuckle kissed into his skin. Burning hotter than any forge Jayce had stood by.

When they finally parted, both with heavy breaths, Viktor didn’t move far. His forehead rested lightly against Jayce’s, their breaths mingling as they stayed close. The quiet intimacy of the moment becoming sacred between the two. Jayce’s eyes fluttered open to find Viktor already watching him, something soft and vulnerable offered in his gaze.

“You- ah… the- uh. I didn’t mess up the makeup, did I?” Jayce rasped, his voice rough and edged a nervous laugh.

Viktor’s lips twitched with affection and amusement. “No.” He said softly, thumb brushing against Jayce’s cheek. “You look perfect. Though… We might have to redo the corners.”

Jayce let out a breathless laugh, his fingers caressing small symbols of admiration into Viktor’s waist. “Worth it.”

“Completely worth it.”

[frostedpuffs]

the anticipation before getting a tattoo is nerve wracking. it's like, i am so excited that im shaking, but i also might throw up. this is going to hurt so bad. but it'll be a good pain. and it'll be worth it. it will be so sexy

[pocket-vvardvark]

WIP whenever

Ty for the tag @yansurnummu sorry Ik it's late!

I won't tag anyone bc it's late and new years eve (hehe not in like 4 hours tho >:) then it will be birthday month)

I've got some rough sketches of Alethia and Angelica :D been trying to experiment with my style and actually LEARN anatomy instead of guessing lol 🫣

Happy new year!! Love you guys 😽💕

[cconfusedkat]

(shaking hands, functioning on three iced coffees, not beta read we just die) (LIL BRO TREATING THIS LIKE AO3Anyways yeah i did not read anything i typed here a second time so my wording might Suck Major Kuss)

Hey chat! sorry my holiday depression unfortunately kicked in, i had a ,, relatively decent Eid (cuz i dont celebrate christmas) ...? so i hope everyone had a relatively better holiday than i did… 💦

My friends often tell me i look like my art and i kinda see it. Hooray! Meeting the artist! Except i took matters into my own hands of making my own collage because I Do Not Have Enough Storage Space For Any Other Editing App

Additional shitpost ❤️ the art I've been most proud of are not actually in here, really! I'm mainly proud of the fanart i made for the few smiling critters AU's aaaall the way back feb-march but. I guess the stuff i liked the most i did this year was probably for the one who wilts? Im trying to think of stuff earlier than that. I noticed i definitely had an improvement in art, and i learned i do have a preference of drawing certain ways now too lmao- the fun of art! I hope to improve more in 2025 :-)

Herm,, all jokes aside, im glad people like my art...?? I am not a very Secure artist myself (already taking me five minutes to type that out and consider myself as an artist) so im SHOCKED when people Actually like my things. My doodles. The sometimes rare occasion of real art i put out there. Like! Wow! Thats crazy

Id have to say the same for youtube- im currently at 456 subscribers 🥺❤️ that is huge to me,, i wouldnt have expected me posting for the first time in years on youtube would result to me getting this many subscribers? ? .???

Im very, VERY thankful for the people ive met this year through fandom and generally. Unfortunately—for the past few months—Ive hit a really low stump in my mental health that limits me from talking to people without getting super drained, even on social media i kinda struggle with being active again. I am thankful for the people that continue to stick around and know im the way that i am,, one day ill be mentally stronger and everyone is gonna see my growth as soon as i can ,, Actually leave my own home and hopefully start a new. I didnt really consider that until one of my friends shared its experiences with me and i GENUINELY realized i can run away and get better one day,, there is a light at the end of the tunnel,, there IS,, but not now. Not today. Not in a few months. Itll take me years to heal but 2025 and ongoing years as i get more freedom to do so,,

UHHHH UHHH. ASIDE FROM CHEESY RANTING OF HAVING HOPES FOR THE FUTURE, YAPYAPYAP- i got a drawing tablet (again another thing my friend inspired me for- technically two major things in a row it inspired me for- hope in the future and drawing BWAHAHA-) and uhhh. HmMMOOHHH YEAH I REUNITED MY MEOWMEOWS! HOORA🎊🎊🎊🎊

my 2025 goals are not just improvement in art,, but in hopes of getting a full time job (since my last full time UMM. did NOT work out well! How am i gonna learn to pay my taxes on my own dawg,) and trying to get a place of my own since i missed out on that two years ago (or one? One year ago? I DUNNO..!!!!) , therapy and trying to heal better compared to my terrible stumps of 2022-2024,, i dunno what else but. Maybe working on my social skills at some point 🗿🗿 a far fetched goal is moving out of state completely and also going on testosterone but that is farrrr from now </33

Thank you lot for following and keeping up with my goofiness i gen did not think an animanga nerd with a passion of indie and mascot horror games could reach 510 followers within one year HELPPP thats crazy

On less serious goals though i hope on watching more animes than reading manga in 2025 BWAHAHAGAHSAJD i read manga more and anime is Extremely Rare for me to watch but both jjk and Beastars have all ive been watching as of recent lol- trust i will be such a geek (girl Please that is NAWT something to look forward to) (YES IT IS. HAVE YOU NO WHIMSY?)

[opikiquu]

im going to be so annoying all week

[ravenmoodle]

i was hoping after the new year i could get some more advanced set ups for animation and streaming and stuff but oH MY GOD-

nothing makes me feel dUMBER then trying' to figure out a new program

[girlwiththegreenhat]

episodes of knight rider that have caused me to feel immense dread leading up to watching them:

junkyard dog

the scent of roses

voo doo knight

[best-enemies]

I've reached season 5 on my CSI rewatch and I'm a few episodes past "Swap Meet", where a woman is murdered after attending a swing party with other couples from the neighbourhood. Near the end of the episode there's a moment that made me jump from my seat:

(Grissom walks up to Sara and takes the seat next to her. He's holding two cups. He hands her a cup of tea.)

[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - BRASS' OFFICE]

Erin Brady: Everybody fantasizes about other people. (She glances at Grissom.)

Even you, Mr. Grissom. A neighbor, a friend ... girl at the office.

[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY]

(The door opens. Paul Brady walks out of the hallway. Erin Brady walks out into the hallway. Sara is sitting in the hallway chair watching them. She watches as they meet and kiss.)

(Grissom walks up to Sara and takes the seat next to her. He's holding two culps. He hands her a cup of tea.)

LIKE!!!!!!!

Right after Erin ends her sentence with 'girl at the office', the first time Sara and Grissom meet again, he brings her tea. This might be an innocent interaction but to me it seemed like a nod to this relationship they have where both are into each other, know about the other's feelings, but can't/won't do anything about it (although Sara has kind of given Grissom an ultimatum). I don't know if it was intentional - I'm guessing it is, because I picked it up immediately. I might or might not have squealed in delight.

[thermodynamic-comedian]

listen. i do not ever want anything bad to happen to lena kelley. however i do want her to, at some point, be in so much distress that someone has to comfort her. do you understand.

[youngpettyqueen]

the thing about Hawkeye and Margaret is that they’re very protective of each other but it’s in the way where like. for all Hawkeye’s claims of cowardice he would get between someone and Margaret if he felt he had to, and he’d probably be shaking like a leaf the entire time, but he’d do it. and then there’s Margaret who will break a bottle on someone’s head and Hawkeye would have to actively haul her off 

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

i have to think about chilchuck and laios forever

[nobodieshero-main]

NOBODY MOVE I'M HAVING POSITIVE THOUGHTS ABOUT MORDRED AND ATLAS.