#jayvie

[animangalover-writes]

THESE ARE SO CUTE

I ESPECIALLY love the jayvie sketching/modeling one, I might start there.

these have given me so much inspiration THANK YOU

For the love of God somebody give me jayvie and carvie prompts I am STRUGGLING

[bunny-lou]

Jay: "When have I ever done something rash or irresponsible?"

Evie: "We all keep a list. Mine in order of date."

Mal: "Level of severity. Nice."

Carlos: "Mine is color coded."

[itsalwaysforyou]

JAYVIE HUG

[eviegrmhld]

FINISHED <3

[dizzydizney]

Evie: My life is a mess Jay: Evie, relax. Go get a beer Evie: I don't want a beer Jay: Who said it was for you?

[winterxisxcomingx]

Evie and Jay judging people left and right... 

[finitevoid]

these prompts are so fucking funny and I absolutely MUST know your answers to the following for any of the Core Four (or if another character speaks to you, go for it)....... 13, 16, 22, 24, 29, 34 and 38

@sparrowmoth THANK YOU SPARROW <33 THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN. i threw some twst in the mix for spice, but its mostly various combos of the rotten ot4. i, uh. wrote a bunch of little drabbles. bon apetit

13. Who would smoke weed in a confessionary?

"I mean, does she have a rule against it?" Ruggie asks, wiggling his fingers. His hair is mussed-- artfully, though Riddle is loathe to admit it-- and his clothes are rumpled. Likely from the manhandling Riddle gave him as he dragged him outside by the wrist a few minutes ago. Ruggie's chin is balanced on his palm, elbow leaning on his bent knees, looking for all purposes like the patron saint of not-giving-a-damn.

"Well--" Riddle puffs his chest out, before deflating in defeat. "No. Not that specifically. But--! You got thrown out of a church!"

Ruggie tips his face towards the sky, squinting in thought. His legs are splayed over the church steps, and the stained glass behind him is bathing him all kinds of colors. It's beautiful; it makes him understand the artists of yore, trying to capture their muse. Riddle hates it with a passion.

"Worth it."

"You are such a bad influence!" Riddle cries. "I mean-- drugs! Illicit substances! In a place of worship!"

"I'm s'possed to confess my crimes, right? What better way than by showin' him exactly what I've been doing?"

Riddle shoves at his shoulder. "You're the worst!"

"Yeah, but Queenie," he sways into Riddle's space, filling the air in front of Riddle's face with warmth, with the smell of him. "Which one of us is out here with me?"

Riddle smacks the back of his head. Ruggie just laughs.

16. Who would be best at drag?

Jay poses dramatically in the mirror, the eyeliner and glitter covering his eyes anything but tasteful. He buries a hand in his hair, fluffing the ends up, pursing his lips in a mockery of coyness.

Behind him, Mal cackles like a hyena. Evie is surveying her work with a critical eye, sweeping him over. Stepping closer to him, she grips him by the straps of his remarkably stupidly short dress. When he's standing still enough for her tastes, she sweeps a necklace from her pocket, glittering silver.

It's cold around his neck. He turns to survey himself again, eyeing the way it brings out the warm tones in his skin. "Oh, yeah," he says, cocking a hip. "I look hot!"

Mal buries her face in her pillow to muffle the hysterical screams of mirth she's giving out. But what does she know, anyway?

22. Who lets the intrusive thoughts win constantly?

Evie eyes herself critically in the pitifully small screen of her phone. She has the camera on, pointed at herself, squinting past pixels and smudges to get a good look at her appearance. She curses herself for forgetting her compact; she's in the trenches at this very fancy, very Auradon party without it.

Well, she needs to reapply her lipstick, that much is obvious. And she should probably excuse herself to the little girl's room to re-do her hair. It's starting to look a little... frizzy. And oh, God, is that a pimple--?!

Carlos shouts, with the kind of rage that levels happy little kingdoms like Auradon, "Oh my God, you did not just drop your fucking pickle into my drink!"

Mal laces her hands behind her head, smirking in self-satisfaction. "Well, you said you didn't want to eat it."

"I don't want to drink it either, you little shit--"

"I can always feed it to you like a baby bird?"

Carlos stands, grabs his water glass, and dumps it over Mal's head. She gasps, her perfectly curled and style hair plastered to her skin. Her eyes are flaring, but she's stifling laughter, even as she launches herself over the table with a shout of, "De Vil--!"

Evie sighs into her hands. Well, at least she's not worried about how she looks, anymore.

24. Who goes to a haunted place only to start yelling at the ghosts to try to challenge them?

"Come on out, little ghosties!" Mal shouts. Jay presses a palm over her mouth, trying and failing to quiet her. She merely grips his palm and yanks it away from her face. "The big, mean, evil faerie is here! Come and get me! I'm not scared of you! My mom's the mistress of all evil, bitches! You're nothing!"

"Big?" Jay asks, raising an eyebrow.

Mal whirls on him, jabbing a finger to his chest. "Say that again, and I'll turn you into a ghost."

He holds up his hands in surrender, but his grin gives up the game. "Girl, you like me way too much for that."

"Girl?"

"What, you want me to call you pet names in front of the ghosties? What would you prefer? Baby? Sweetheart?" He slowly wraps his arms around her middle, nosing against her cheek as she hisses putridly at him. "Honey-bunches? Schnookums?"

She guffaws, shoving his face away with her hand. "You're gonna wish you were a ghost by the time I'm done with you, asshole!" She squirms, but he holds steady. When a ghost-- an actor in a morphsuit, as far as he can tell-- jerks out at them, she jumps about a foot in the air with a two-toned, piercing shriek.

She calms, cheeks blazing pink as she stares at the actor in embarrassment. As if it's, like, cringe of her to fall for the whole game of a haunted house?

"Come on, miss evil-faeirie, let's not get thrown out of the haunted house, yeah?"

She snarls at him again, but holds his hand all the way to the end.

29. Who gets arrested the quickest?

Worth it, Evie mouths. She's visible through the window of the cop car, cheek spattered with a splash of dark blood. She looks utterly at home, sighing in lazy contentment. Then, with a start, she sits up, opening the door.

"Puppy? Take my bag, will you?" She says, handing him her blue, sequined purse. He takes it, nearly pitching forward from the sheer unexpected weight. He let's out a loud, annoyed groan, hefting it up. It clinks audibly.

"How many knives?"

"In there? Oh, honey, too many to count."

The cop comes around the corner, slamming the door shut. Evie laughs into her palm, eyes little half-moon circles of mirth. He says, "I don't want to see you again, Grimhilde."

Sickly sweet, Evie drawls, "Of course not, officer."

34. Who’s been accused of murder?

The lunch table goes deathly quiet. Jay meets Evie's eyes first, then Carlos', then Mal's. As one, they turn to face Chad Charming. He's holding his lunch tray defiantly, sticking his chin out with an arrogant swagger.

"Dude. You realize nobody can die on the Isle, right?"

Chad balks at them. "Really? Oh, thank God. So you haven't killed anyone! I was starting to get worried."

"What?" Evie says. "Worried?"

Mal says, "Do you really think a bunch of Villain Kid's wouldn't take advantage of the fact that corpses don't last?"

Chad's starting to go chalky white.

Evie balances her chin on her hand, sighing wistfully. "I miss being able to get kill the creepy men. It was cathartic, you know?"

"One time I threw Harry into the sea," Carlos adds, tapping away at his phone.

Chad's eyes are shuttered with open fear. Swallowing visibly, he manages, "But not you, Jay?"

He raises an eyebrow. "Why do you think Carlos threw Harry into the sea?"

38. Who accidentally ate 400mg worth of edibles?

"I'm fine," Carlos slurs, sinking into the couch. It's a considerable feat, considering that, before, he'd been sunk so far into it that you could barely see him. He's dressed in one of Jay's sweatshirts, hood pulled up over his head and drawstring tight. His cheeks are flushed and his pupils are blown wide, and he keeps blinking, slowly, and then startling up.

"Yeah, I'm gonna be honest, you really don't seem fine." Mal replies. "Why does it smell like weed? Is that why you're like this?"

"Did you know," Carlos says sharply, with the kind of abrupt cadence of someone deeply inconvenienced, "that cannabis can be cooked into baked goods?"

"Uh oh, you're being a smartass." She presses the back of her hand to his forehead, and he whines. "Very ominous. Never a good sign."

"Shut the fuck up," he mutters, yanking the nearest blanket over his head.

Mal leans over the back of the couch, pitching herself forward. The couch digs into her stomach, her feet hovering off the ground as her face lands in the mess of blankets and pillows on the couch. It's almost nestlike, honestly. She pulls herself up onto her elbows, legs dangling free.

"Did the puppy eat too many pot brownies?" She cooes, reaching out to tap condescendingly at where she thinks his cheek is. He snarls wordlessly. She snorts. "Stay here. I'll get your dumbass some water and food. It'll sober you up."

As she turns toward the kitchen, so weakly she can barely hear it, there's a soft hiss of, "Thanks."

[brokengem]

Prompt Requests?

While I am working on a few things, I'd still love to work on some prompt requests. So why not toss me some if you feel inclined.

Fandoms: Twisted Wonderland, Descendants(just not MalxEvie, DougxEvie or MalxHarry), Sk8 the Infinity(Adam lovers welcome please), Final Fantasy VII, Nu:Carnival(only comfortable writing Dante/Edmond atm, while I love all the ships I haven't ventured into others yet.), Marvel, DC or any other fandom you may know I've written.

[eighty-five-kiszka]

my old fictional fandoms are calling my name, specifically…..

[bixels]

hey fun little leit motif i caught. the theme from "our hextech dream" when jayce and viktor first meet and come up with hextech is used in their final scene together, building up to "we finish this together." in case you wanted to scream and pound your fists a little harder.

[wreedenthusiast]

My Top 5 Arcane: League of Legends Ships (with Explanations for their ranks and as to why I ship them)

5. TimeBomb (Jinx/Ekko)

Explanation: I love them, Jinx is my fav and Ekko follows shortly behind. I only wish we got to see that scene where Ekko convinced her to keep living and join the fight was fully developed, I needed so much more of them fr. 😭

4. JayVi (Jayce/Vi)

Explanation: Mmm...the smut possibilities are oh-so deliciously endless with this one. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(Also, I am a Bi Vi truther. Same for Jayce, gotta look out for my fellow Bisexuals out here in these fictional medias.)

3. ZaunDads (Silco/Vander)

Explanation: Friends to Enemies to Lovers, Toxic Old Man Yaoi, Involves Silco, Height Difference, Bear/Twink, Long History Together?!! Need I say MORE?!?!

2. JayVik (Jayce/Viktor)

Explanation: I'm not gonna lie, it took me a whole season to actually ship this. Season 1 Jayvik was just alright in my opinion, since I thought Viktor was a mid character compared to everyone else; who at the time, were significantly more well-written than he was. But then I watched Season 2 and HOLY SHIT, the things that it did for Viktor as a character astounded me. He quickly went from "Mid-But-Forgettable Twink" in my brain to "Arcane's Mechanic Christ", which is my funny way of saying how much I adore him now. Oh yeah, it also made me greatly understand the Jayvik hype, y'all fr won the day this episode came out. Jayvik shippers didn't just eat, they fucking feasted cause my god, they're so beyond platonic, romantic, and even marriage, they are LITERALLY time-destined soulmates.

CaitVi/VICait (Caitlyn/Vi)

Explanation: So much tension, so much banter, so much chemistry, I could rant about these two for hours. Yep, it's no surprised why they're labeled "Piltover's Finest", cause they certainly are. They have it all; from the Angst, to the Fluff, and the Smut (JayVi's superior for that though, in my opinion), these two have got it and I'm sure mostly all of it is well-written.

[bunny-lou]

Ben: “WHY IS THE SCHOOL ON FIRE?!”

Mal: “I sneezed as a dragon.”

Carlos: “We had an accident in the chemistry lab.”

Jay: “I dropped my latest mix tape.”

Ben: “Evie, please tell me what happened.”

(Flashback to Jay and Mal arguing with Carlos that it was impossible to light a fire extinguisher on fire.)

Evie: “I don’t remember.”

[itsalwaysforyou]

ok i’m going to sleep now but not before i leave you all with this low res image of jay cupping evies chin in d3 :)

[eviegrmhld]

i live for them <<<333

did this last night.:)

[druh19]

icons do viktor de arcane season 2?

prontinhos

໑ — Viktor icons ~ like and reblog if saved ‹3

[karkats-longsleeves]

I hope my legs don't break, walking on the moon.. We could walk forever, walking on the moon.. We could be together, walking on the moon..