#viktor looks so peaceful 🥺

[bitchface24-7]

hey, your works are amazing!! your fics inspired me to start an x reader with jayvik (the works are speaking to me lmao)

i kindly request an x reader where the reader is musically inclined as they work? like the boys catch them singing or humming words as they work? i was listening to interdimensional by cosmo sheldrake and the ideal popped in my head. thank you sm for the fics, you’re single-handedly one of my favorite authors on here!!🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

THEIR LITTLE SONG BIRD - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: Jayce and Viktor have typically worked in silence, an odd conversation here and there, a small sigh, a quiet swear. They get so absorbed into their work that they essentially do parallel play. Your humming and light singing has changed that. Now, they need that to work in peace; you've become their white noise.

warnings: honestly I can't even think of any. It's pure fluff as V + J just admire you as you work and sing. Grammarly as my beta

genre: m/m/f or m/m/m

p.s. I tend to hum or speak allowed to myself as I work. Sometimes I sing lightly when I'm at home. This was so cute, thanks for requesting! Also, my work inspired you?!?! Babe 🥺🥺 YOU WRITE THAT JAYVIK X READER FIC!

Jayce and Viktor have been so accustomed to their routine that when they realized a change, it almost made them get whiplash.

They've gotten used to working in relative silence. A conversation here and there, ribbing and jokes, a small sigh, and a quiet swear when their work doesn't go the way they want it to. They're intense about their work.

They get super absorbed, nothing can break their attention. They're essentially doing parallel play. Viktor's doing equations, Jayce is using a microscope, they're both fiddling with their prototypes.

And there you are, welding and soldering a prototype. Sparks fly as you work, a protective shield on your face, welders gloves on your hands, and a pair of stained pair of overalls with black steel-toed boots adorn your figure. There's a small peak of a basic white top at your sides.

You eventually take the shield off, your face hot and sweaty as you push a strand of hair off your forehead. You turn off the necessary machines and observe your work, you mentally note where you need to sand down and buff out.

Then the change occurs.

As you sand and buff your prototype, you hum a small tune. Viktor and Jayce don't notice until the lyrics spill from your lips.

"I'd be the voice that urged Orpheus When her body was found (Hey, yeah) I'd be the choiceless hope in grief That drove him underground (Hey, yeah) I'd be the dreadful need in the devotee That made him turn around (Hey, yeah)

And I'd be the immediate forgiveness In Eurydice Imagine being loved by me."

The two men whip around and swear they got whiplash. You're lightly singing, the notes sweet and crooning. They almost feel like they're getting hypnotized, the lyrics make them curious. It sounds like it's mentioning the well known Greek tragedy of Orpheus and Eurydice, and comparing your love to theirs. They've never heard this song before, but they want to hear more.

The two of them stop working, turning to look at you with a wistful look in their eyes.

You're so... beautiful. They way your face is completely focused on your task. Your eyes narrowed, your lips pursed, your eyebrows lightly furrowed. The singing as you work gives you a natural grace, an ethereal glow.

Viktor leans his head on his hand as he watches you in admiration, and Jayce sighs in wonder. At that sound, you stop singing and look up at the two men, your buffing halted.

The two men flounder and try to look like they weren't admiring you. They fail. Horrendously.

"What?" You ask, a light giggle in your tone.

Jayce just flusters and rubs the back of his neck, swiveling around to not look at you. You raise a brow in suspicion and turn to look at Viktor. If Jayce won't answer you, Viktor will.

"We didn't realize you sing as you work, until now." Viktor states, he quirks his head to the side as he analyzes you, "You have a very nice voice. I could imagine the upper echelon of Piltover paying lots of money to hear you."

You feel your face heat up lightly, and you can't blame it on your face shield, "I-- yeah. I always hum when I work. I'm surprised you just noticed it now."

"You hum." Jayce states, finally joining the conversation, "That's different. You were actually singing this time. We weren't expecting it, but you did sound very lovely."

You smile at your two partners and go back to working, they do too eventually. A smile lights up both their faces when they hear you continue the song.

"I won't deny I've got in My mind now (Hey, yeah) All the things I would do So I try to talk refined for fear That you find out (Hey, yeah) How I'm imaginin' you."

Now each time they hear you hum, or lightly sing a tune; their hearts beat erratically and they can't stop the smile spreading across their face.

Their Little Song Bird.

🥺🥺🥺 I love them, your honour. This was so rdjfigjydugh, thank you for requesting! Hope y'all enjoyed this, love ya! ❤️ (i love Hozier, oh to have a song about me written by him, I'd feel like a goddess)

[mylifeisjustafeverdream]

A Retelling of My Mind Whilst Reading Shadow Kissed-

Omg it's the Sixth Sense up in this bitch

Bitch when are you ever "just tired" when weird shit starts happening to you, I swear to fuck.

Rose is so me because I too would rather die than spend an extended amount of time with my best friends boyfriend.

Eddie Castile the man that you are.

From the bottom of my heart I hope Jesse gets his shit rocked.

Omg Rose girl do something, ANYTHING. YOU'RE EMBARRASSING US.

Least Favorite Trope: Entire plot would be resolved if this dumbass just like communicated the issues she is having OMFG.

If Rose Hathaway has no haters all her teachers must be dead because wtf is their issue???

Homegirl is unstable at best.

I feel like at this point she should probably go to where Mason the Friendly Ghost is pointing.

Girly-pop that's not a migraine....

I do not fucking trust that bitch Tatianna

*Viktor explains master plan* "Cool motive still murder"

*Law and Order sounds*

HE JUST SAID THAT SHIT IN OPEN COURT IT'S ON THE RECORD

How much of an asshole do you have to be that it's more believable that you're lying than a crime having actually happened lol

Lissa is so clueless it's kinda funny.

You know what I hope Rose fucks Adrienne and gets pregnant just to spite Tatianna.

She wants her nails done omg she's just a girl 🥺

*starts looking at my tarot book to see if this is accurate*

I love when Dimitri starts lore dropping to Rose

Well.... I think they know about the ghosts now.

That doctor is the only rational adult at the school cause literally why tf didn't she talk to a counselor.

Her therapist just clocked her so hard.

Well that's an unfortunate fact about Shadow Kissed Anna

Dimitri took part in that attack exercise specifically so she would hop on it lmao

Can't even celebrate for a moment before Lissa is off doing something dumb I swear to god

Lissa try not to get tortured challenge go

*New power unlocked*

YES ROSE BEAT HIS ASS GIRL......oh shit.....GIRL YOU GOT HIM IT'S GOOD.

She's like a feral cat.... Dimitri should use a spray bottle.

Oh my GOD IT'S HAPPENING EVERYONE REMAIN FUCKING CALM

Girl you gotta give me more details than that PLEASE

"My body ached" that'll happen when your first time is with a 6'7 Russian built like a tank

CAN WE NOT HAVE ONE GOD DAMN MOMENT OF PEACE

Girl I'm gonna throw up he's all alone out there.

CHRISTIAN OZERA THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

HE DIDN'T DIE THANK FUCK

Mason upstaging Dimitri even from the afterlife that's my man right there.

SECRET TUNNELS, SECRET TUNNELS THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS

The uncanny ability that 17 year old female herions have to radicalize societies is amazing

Do y'all think Dimitri came up with that life plan while he was fighting the strigoi?

"You're scared of my mother" um yea girl she's fs going to catch an attempted murder charge once she finds out.

*Clenched my jaw so tight during the cave fight it started to hurt*

Oh my God girl stop internal monologuing about how everything is going to work out THAT ALWAYS GOES POORLY

Oh God it's that blonde bitch from earlier this is going to be so much worse than him being dead.

Rose: *literally tries to throw herself back into a vicious attack just to save Dimitri's body*

Everyone Else: She just respected him as a teacher so much there's no other possible explanation.

Lissa clocking what was happening with Rose and Dimitri just now is like when someone steals the answer on Wheel of Fortune after the other contestant mispronounced the phrase

*Knows it's definitely going to happen* "Dimitri is a strigoi"*gasps*

I'm shocked they didn't grab like a single Guardian teacher to try and talk down Rose like why tf did they think Kirova would have any affect.

I know it's not malicious on Lissa's part but I'm glad Rose is finally speaking about how one sided this relationship is.

"Off to kill the man I love" oh this next book is going to fuck me up.

[tua-five]

Season 3 Episode 10

"Oblivion"

There's a couple references to all seasons here

The last episode of season 3. Tomorrow is the day.

Ben flicking the tail 😭

This is so sad. I'm not ready. I'm so scared. Just thinking that Luther and Klaus died... I mean, I know everything is fine at the end of the episode, but right now... they're like, dead dead.

It's crazy how Klaus doesn't like pineapple on pizza. Him out of all the siblings, should.

"Nah, it's like the old man said. Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, and three times ain't gonna happen 'cause I'm not a gibbering idiot." Fair enough.

"Hey, buddy 🤗"

"You 👿"

Speaking of the bouncy house. When Klaus lands, he says, "This is someone's idea of heaven?"

There's a couple of things with that. First of all, yes. Second of all, the fact that it is, means it's most likely a kid. And it's really sad to think that a kid died. There's a whole birthday party behind them... so that just makes me curious.

Also, him saying this means that that is how it works. When you die, you go to a place that you imagine to be heaven.

Reginald does have a point. Ben says that he made it happen. Being in Hotel Oblivion. But seriously. He did nothing to contribute to that fact.

Love how Five came out of the room, and it changed to number 5.

Reginald is genuinely surprised when Klaus comes. Just thought I'd point it out.

"You're going to ruin everything!"

"Oh, if I had a nickel for every time I heard that, I'd have a dollar."

Well, you know. Maybe this time, it's better to ruin everything.

They're all like, which idiot sibling rang the bell, when really it was the idiotic manipulative Sir Reginald Hargreeves.

Diego panicking and asking what floor is so real, though.

"Revenge looks good on her."

"Would you shut up and help us kill this thing?"

And then Ben just sits there. Watching.

And again, Five with the axe 😭

Love that for him.

Oh, yay. Ben finally contributing. I think part of it is because part of him is still umbrella Ben. And scared of his powers.

That or he's just a wimp.

And I love the Lila-Viktor duo. "This feels oddly familiar."

"At least this time we're not aiming at each other."

Very true. Now kill it.

Great. Now Five has lost his arm.

And Luther... 🥺😢

And the life being sucked out of them... (for some of them again if we go back to season 1).

The most impressive thing about reginald isn't that he is an alien. It's that his monocle stayed on when he fell over and died.

Ray being here, in this timeline, isn't right. He said it himself in season 2. He didn't want to come with to 2019. He had to stay for the movement. And now he's here. That's got to mess things up. The huterrfly effect. I don't care if it's a whole new timeline and it's reset. It isn't supposed to be like this.

"Obsidian Memorial Park. Graciously donated by Sir Reginald Hargreeves this 1st day of October 1989."

That date seems to always pop up. We all connect it to the Hargreeves's birthday. But it was never about them, was it? No. It's always been about Reginald. And Abigail. I'd say it's the day she died, but that isn't true. Reginald came to Dalas after she died way before 1989. So something else happened.

"Well, what are we supposed to do?"

"Live our lives." Yeah. And that's what you do. For six years, five months, and two days. Because you guys will never get peace.

What I don't like is Five looks so distraught. Confused. Yet there are no words when he looks at Viktor. Then turns and leaves.

And they all live their lives separately. Trying to figure out how to be normal again. For some, just trying to figure out how to be normal, how to live, for the first time. While Allison and Reginald get the life they wanted.

And Ben goes away on train. After being rude and grouchy, he smiles.

Here's a few gifs, but I'll actually create separate posts of just todays gifs.

[laylaswriting]

Winterfest Lights

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Pairing: Viktor x gn!reader Word count: 2.9k Warnings: None Tags: fluff, christmas/winterfest, friends to lovers (WHAT ELSE), Request: I merged @ohmybubbletea's and @viktors-lover's request, I hope it's ok loves! ❤

ohmybubbletea asked: Hi! First time requesting 💕 I love your blog and I just saw you're accepting some! What about Viktor trying to invite his crush to look at Christmas lights and visit the cute market? Maybe even a first kiss? 👀 viktors-lover asked: VIKTOR STRESSING IN HOLIDAY SEASON BECAUSE EVERYONE IN THE LAB IS TAKING HOLIDAY BREAK AND HE DOESNT N READER JUST STAYS W HIM DURING THE TIME N HE REALIZES LIKE WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ON HOLIDAY ITS CHRISTMAS EVE FOR GODS SAKES AND READER JUST SAYS ITS BECAUSE I LO- CARE ABOUT YOU, A LOT. Sorry i just really need to see some holiday fluff or anything, please..?🥺

A/N: I was working on this for the past few days and idk, I really wanted it to be good for you guys and rework it and rewrite it but idk I got very insecure about my writing all of a sudden so I hope you'll like it! 😳🤧 Also did I do a little edit for my silly little christmas story? of course I did! Enjoy! ❤

Winter has finally arrived in Piltover. At this time of the year the first snow usually fell down onto the city, making everything seem much quieter and more peaceful than usual. The building’s golden accents were now covered in snow, the golden shimmer replaced with colorful festive lights. People were coming and going on the streets, little clouds of their breath covering their face.

In the Academy Park, a big tree was set up every year, decorated with all kinds of lights and colorful decoration pieces, drawing all attention to itself. Students and professors both found it harder to concentrate around the time of Winterfest. One last final effort before the holidays and the new year, then they could go home to their families, their friends and relax together while eating delicious food.

You were walking around the Academy after finishing your last class. You were on your way to Viktor’s lab, a lunch bag in one of your hands filled with delicious (and warm) pastries. You knew he was still working so much despite it being Winterfest. It was just how he operated. Viktor was your friend for a few years now, you met when he was still Heimerdinger’s assistant. Since then, a lot of things have changed – but your feelings towards him didn’t. If you were honest, you felt much more for him than simple friendship. It was so much more: adoration, respect, love. You quickened your steps as your hands started to get cold as you reached his door. One disadvantage of having such a huge Academy building was that it was usually pretty cold in there.

You knocked on the door before you heard his sweet voice inviting you in. You stepped into the room which was unusually bright – all the curtains were open, the sun reflecting on the snow outside made it exceptionally well lit. Yet it seemed way too small when its only occupants were you and Viktor.

‘I brought you lunch.’ You said as you settled onto a chair next to him. Jayce was nowhere to be seen, you assumed he went out to spend some time with his mother. Viktor took the bag from you with a smile on his face, which only spread further after he saw what was in there. The room just got even brighter from it.

‘You know me too well, Y/n.’ He said as he got the pastries out of the bag, handing one of them to you which you gladly accepted. Having lunch with him was the favorite part of your day. You two sat in silence for a bit while eating your food, you were looking out at the window on the snow-covered city while he was seemingly lost in his thoughts as usual.

‘Are you leaving today?’ He asked all of a sudden, eyes still wandering everywhere except you. You raised an eyebrow at him, not quite understanding what he meant, but your heart picked up its pace without your control.

‘Where would I be leaving?’ You replied with a question, genuine curiosity in your voice.

‘You know, on a holiday. For Winterfest.’ He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well actually it was – everyone was either leaving or already left to celebrate with their loved ones. However, it didn’t even occur to you to leave for the holidays, because you wanted to spend them with Viktor. With this realization in your mid, you quickly averted your gaze from his face, not knowing what to say. You were getting a bit flustered and he always found it amusing when you did.

‘No, I don’t think I will be leaving. I was thinking about spending time here for the holidays.’ You finally said, smiling at him. He let a small smile find its way past his lips, it was like if he wanted to hide it from you. You didn’t attribute any meaning to the motion, but your heart started to beat heavily in your chest. You thought you could handle being near Viktor after all these years, but you really couldn’t. He somehow made you so happy and sad at the same time it was maddening. You wished to stay away and be close to him at the same time, feeling light headed when he smiled at you or touched you, like a spark igniting your whole body. He had no idea about the effects he had on you and you had no intention to let him know either. While you were lost in your thoughts he leaned back in his chair, legs comfortably crossed and he drummed on the desk with his fingers.

‘Why? Everyone, all your friends will be leaving and spending their time with their loved ones.’ He said, not looking at you, it was like he was thinking out loud. Somehow you felt like he was teasing you. Was he teasing? It was probably just your mind playing games.

‘You are not leaving. And you are my friend, Viktor.’ You replied, smiling at him. Little did you know that every time you did his heart filled with happiness and love. He smiled at your words, a small, loving smile which you knew all too well. Your heart swelled at the sight as you leaned back in the chair as well.

‘So, you are staying for me?’ He asked and only looked at you when he said the last words. For him. You laughed out loud to hide how flustered he made you. He was definitely teasing.

‘Is that so bad? I can always leave if you want.’ You replied to him, matching his tone. You knew he didn’t want you to leave. Not because he didn’t like your company at least. He would probably want to try to convince you to go but only because he wouldn’t want you to miss out on anything because of him. His smile faltered for a second before he continued. He was playing with a pen on his desk, and you could see him thinking so hard that you could basically hear his thoughts.

‘I was thinking about something else.’ He started, looking at you with his sweet honey eyes, his expression was uncertain for a second before he continued. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and now it was your turn to be afraid that he could see it under your academy jacket. Giving away your feelings. You almost missed his words because of the deafening sound of your heartbeat in your ears.

‘Would you want to visit the Winterfest fair in the city? With me?’ He finally asked and for a second you felt like your heart stopped beating altogether. This was no big deal. You two visited plenty of places before. But just the thought of being with him under the holiday lights, wandering around the fair seemed so magical you could hardly imagine.

‘I would love to.’ You finally answered, your voice much calmer than you expected and you were happy that you could keep your excitement to yourself. Or at least you thought so, because he clearly noticed it, and acknowledged it with a smile to himself.

He walked over to the coat hanger near the door and put his coat on, before wrapping a big fuzzy scarf around his neck. You couldn’t help but adore how he looked – his lean figure wrapped in the long coat and the warm scarf covering his mouth, only letting his nose peek out from under it. When his amber eyes met yours, you quickly averted your gaze, chuckling a bit. You put your own coat and scarf on, crowning it with a cute hat. He opened the door and stepped aside so you could exit the lab. He looked down on you as you passed him, the scent of your sweet perfume filling his nose. He closed his eyes in attempt to steady his heartbeat, but with no luck. You could basically feel the heat radiating off his body as you passed by him an inch too close than it was necessary, and a tingling sensation ran through your spine as you did. You couldn’t deny it but loved to tempt fate with touches just a bit too long, interactions just a bit too close.

You walked in a comfortable pace around the city, headed towards the big square where they held every big celebration in Piltover. The streets were neatly decorated with garlands and lights and colorful ornaments. Merchants were standing outside their shops, trying to lure people inside, bakers, toy makers, jewelers. The smell of cinnamon lingered in the air as you approached the fair.

On the big square there were different small tents and pop-up shops, all filled with delicious food, drink and all kinds of trinkets and merchandise. In the middle you saw a huge tree, decorated to the last inch, twinkling and glowing beautifully as the sky got darker. From the top of it several strings of lights were led to every side of the square, creating the illusion of the roof of a tent. When you looked up the twinkling lights mixed with the light of the first stars. It felt magical. You felt a touch on your back and it startled you for a second before you realized it was Viktor.

‘Gorgeous, is it not?’ He asked, looking at the lights with you. His honey eyes seemed even more golden than usual because of the glow around the two of you. You looked up at him in awe, he seemed even more beautiful than he was in your dreams. You felt like your heart could burst at any second. He looked down at you, smiling into his scarf. Your breath got caught in your throat as his eyes met yours. He gestured towards the fair with his arm, then nodded to you.

‘Shall we?’ You nodded to his question, smiling wide at him. He could swear your smile was the most beautiful thing to ever see. You walked peacefully in the whirlwind of people, families were walking around and chatting, kids running around, couples slowly pacing between the stalls and tents. You couldn’t help but let your thoughts wander to the idea that you could be one of those couples. A little nudge to your side snapped you out of your thoughts. It was Viktor, holding out a steaming cup of liquid towards you.

‘Something to keep you warm.’ He smiled and handed it over to you. His fingers brushed yours as he handed the hot drink over, and your heart fluttered. Such small things could drive you crazy. You were head over heels for this man. ‘Y/n, your hand is freezing!’ He exclaimed, genuinely shocked by how cold your hands were.

‘Oh yes, I left my gloves in the dorm.’ You replied casually as you took the drink away and wrapped both your hands around it. You smelled it cautiously, it was your favorite tea. You looked up at him with the widest grin.

‘Thank you so much.’ You said, sipping into the drink. You felt it warm up your body and the contrast between the cold of the world and the feeling of the warm drink sent a shiver down your spine. He was standing so close to you it felt like the whole world just got smaller. His arms occasionally brushed against yours and even though it was the most innocent thing in the universe it made heat spread over your body. You stood there for a while, peacefully drinking your tea when an older woman approached the two of you.

‘May I offer some roses darlings?’ She asked in a raspy voice, a basket full of beautiful clockwork roses on her arms. She held one out towards you and you felt the hotness creep up your body, your heart slamming against your chest.

‘N-no th-‘ you wanted to refuse her offer but Viktor interrupted you.

‘We would love one, thank you.’ He said quickly and took the rose from the woman’s hand and paid for it. She thanked him for being so generous and slowly walked away.

‘Happy Winterfest!’ You heard her old voice call out to you, but your attention was focused on the rose he held out in front of you. It was gorgeous – its petals looked like they were made from little cogs, the whole rose was a beautifully forged piece. You looked up at him while taking the flower away, his golden eyes twinkling with anticipation and he had something else in his eyes you couldn’t quite pinpoint.

‘It’s beautiful.’ You said, letting out the breath you didn’t even realized you were holding. He opened his mouth for a second then closed it, like he wanted to say something but changed his mind. “Thank you, Viktor.” You added, holding the flower close to yourself.

“Walk with me.” He said, looking at you like you were a riddle, a mystery. The most precious thing on earth that he had to figure out. His simple words made your heart flutter and you nodded, stepping next to him and following. Your mind was racing and went blank at the same time. You could only focus on the rose and think about the implication behind it. Its metal touch felt cold under your fingers and it sent a shiver down your body.

“Can I give you my gloves? Your fingers must be freezing off.”

You shook your head quickly, looking up and down between him and your hands.

“I’m fine. You really don’t have to. And if you do your hand will be the one that freezes off!”

You already left the loud noises of the fair behind yourself. You were standing in a quiet little street; only faraway discussions could be heard and the lights weren’t so bright here. They were glowing on Viktor’s face, drawing a soft halo on it.

“At least let me hold it then.” He said, the sentence is a statement and the question at the same time. You blinked up at him a few times before your brain caught up with his words, but by that time he gently took your hand into his, the warm touch of his palm was the total opposite of your cold hands. He took his gloves off. Your head felt light from the contact.

“Better, is it not?” He asked and all you could do was nod furiously and smile. He chuckled at your enthusiasm, and looked into your eye. You wanted to avert your gaze but you were drawn to him, like a starving man to his first meal.

“Y/n.” He said your name like it was a prayer.

“Yes, Viktor?”

“Did you really stay because of me?” He asked and your insides turned into thousands of butterflies, all fluttering in your chest, trying to escape. Was there a point in denying it? Did you want to deny it at all?

“Yes.” You breathed out and his eyes and smile both grew wider.

“Why?” He asked, but you were 80% sure he already knew the answer. You just weren’t sure if you wanted to say it.

“Because I lo-“ You started but caught yourself, stumbling with the words and correcting them. “Because I care about you, and I didn’t want you to spend Winterfest alone.”

Viktor let go of your hand for a second and gently moved it up to your cheek. You could see him smile under his scarf and your heart skipped a beat from his touch. He gave you a knowing look before he started to speak again.

“I am flattered.” He pulled you closer to him, his body and face dangerously close to yours and you were afraid your knees were going to give out any second. “I also wanted to spend the holidays with the one I love.”

The gears in your head turned to a halt as his lips pressed onto yours. You felt like your body completely froze, you couldn’t process the feeling of his soft lips. After a second you returned his kiss as relief, happiness and excitement washed over you body. You wrapped your arms around his neck, tugging his scarf lightly as you pushed yourself closer to him. His palm moved from your cheek to rest on the back of your neck as the top of his tongue brushed your lower lip and if not for holding onto him for dear life you knew your knees would’ve betrayed you already. Every bush of his tongue against yours sent a jolt through your body. You’ve never felt happier.

He broke the kiss and smiled to himself, resting his forehead against yours. You closed your eyes and let out a low chuckle, still processing what just happened.

“I love you, Viktor.” You breathed out, burying your face into his chest. He moved his hand to your head, caressing lightly as he wrapped his other arm around you, still holding his cane. You’ve never felt this warm in your entire life. “This has to be my best Winterfest.” You chuckled and he let out a low laugh as well. You’ve never seen him so relaxed before.

“I have to outperform myself next year then.” You smiled at the implication of his words and looked up at him, pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

[arcanethesenuts]

Viktor and reader, please 🥺🥺🥺

Peaceful

viktor x reader (gender neutral)

warnings: none (mostly fluff, first kiss, viktor being a bit edgy)

notes: i didn't know exactly what you wanted so i just wrote sumn nice. hope you enjoy!

You leaned back in your chair again, stretching out your sore back. Your leg muscles felt achy from sitting for so long, working on a new hextech invention to present next Progress Day. Gazing over at Viktor, you wondered if he felt as uncomfortable as you, but came to the conclusion that he probably did but doesn’t care.

“I’m gonna take a walk.” You say, standing up for the first time in what felt like hours, letting out a content sigh as your calf muscles stretched. You heard Viktor hum, barely even listening to what you’re saying as he scribbles down equations in a notebook. Walking over to his side, you lean over to see what he’s writing down, your hand gently brushing against his bare forearm. “You should come with me, we’ve been sitting around all day.” You suggest.

The finger twirling a strand of his dark hair stops as he looks up at you, dark circles around his amber eyes. “I’m not sure that I-” He comes to a stop, staring at your face with a certain look you couldn’t decipher. “Good idea.” He quickly mutters, changing his mind as he stands up, bracing himself on the desk.

You grab his cane, handing it to him and giving him a tired smile as you both walk out of the lab together. A comfortable silence falls over the both of you as you wander out into the courtyard of the university, the sky starting to turn a lovely orange from the sun setting.

“It seems so peaceful out here.” You mutter quietly, but loud enough for Viktor to hear. He seems to agree with you, his attention turning to a lonely tree.

“This is one of the last trees in Piltover.” He says sadly, his eyes falling down to the dry dirt below. “Even so, nobody takes care of it enough.” He gestures to the empty branches, a few lone leaves scattering the twigs.

“We could always water it when we come and leave.” You proposed, touching the bark of the tree. You looked over at Viktor, whose mind seemed miles away.

“It will still die.” You barely heard him whisper, his gaze not leaving the dirt. Puzzled, you step beside him and touch his shoulder gently, feeling him flinch out of his preoccupied state. “That’s a good idea, Y/N.” He remarked, a small smile gracing his exhausted face.

“Are you okay, Viktor? Because if you aren’t, you should take a br-” You start, interrupted by him setting his hand on your shoulder, his eyes filled with a sweet sadness.

“I’m alright, Y/N. Don’t worry about me.” He insisted, his gaze on you relaxing as he took in all your features.

His hand didn’t leave your shoulder as his eyes stared intently into yours, his pupils dilating as his gaze fell down to your lips, almost observing them. You felt a breath hitch in your throat, the air becoming so thick all of a sudden. You mirrored him, your eyes falling down to his parted lips. He moved closer, just a bit, to test the waters.

When you didn’t move away, he took it as a sign to lean in. You could feel his breath on your face, the messy strands of his hair tickling your forehead. His amber eyes looked back up to yours, asking for silent permission as his hand softly grazed your neck, his thumb tracing your jaw. Just moments ago, he seemed so lost and sad but the look in his eyes now was almost the complete opposite. His nose bumped yours, his lips softly brushing against yours.

You leaned forward the rest of the way, letting his lips press onto yours, a content hum rumbling through his lips. You bring a hand up to his neck, slowly moving to the back of his head where you thread your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. His lips gently move against yours, the grip on your neck tightening just a little bit.

A gentle breeze flows through the two of you as he pulls away, setting his forehead on yours. His eyes stay closed for a moment, just reveling in the present. He looks somewhat happy for once, the light from the sun setting framing his face in such a way that you thought was beautiful. He seemed to blend in with their surroundings, just as peaceful as the golden rays of sun and the soft sway of the tree branches.

“This was a nice walk.” He mumbled, his eyes still closed and his forehead still against yours. You smile and lean back, giving him a kiss on the forehead as you wrap your arms around him, tenderly squeezing. He hesitates for a second, but reciprocates with just as much adoration as the sun gradually sets.

[thehargreevesfam]

OH FUCK THIS IS SO GOOD LOUIE!! OH MY GOD. Are you going to finish?🥺

I’m almost shy to put mine but anyway 😅

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But today, Five had woken up in lighter spirits. No siblings were present, which meant he was going to have some peace and quiet. So he decided to do something that he deemed slightly out of character for himself: start his morning off with a smoothie, not coffee. Allison and Diego had recommended him several ingredients to throw together a few weeks ago, but he’d only half-listened, humming a little absent-mindedly and turning the pages of his book. Thankfully, he could remember a few, and had thrown them in the blender a few minutes ago.

Which, naturally, is right when the blender decides to act up.

Five had put in enough milk and fruit, so the content wasn’t too small to blend. He’d checked repeatedly that the outlet was on and plugged in properly. And yet, the fucking thing decides when it wants to blend and when it wants to stop abruptly.

Which now brings him here, banging the side of it and shaking the thing agressively. Five didn’t fucking know how exactly these machines functioned, but maybe his frustration would spur it into working again.

“C’mon, work!” He exclaimed through gritted teeth, using his fists to pound the machine. It suddenly stirred up again, which Five narrowed his eyes at, then stopped just as abruptly. “Ugh!” He threw his hands up in exasperation.

Five looked around wildly for some sort of spoon or spatula to use against it, refusing to be beaten by a machine. He grabbed a wooden spoon perched on the cutlery rack and faced the blender, scowling.

“Last chance,” he hissed, gripping the spoon tightly.

The blender sat there, unresponsive.

“Fine!” Five marched over to it and popped the lid, peering down at his unfinished smoothie, debating how he should go about this. Should he stir the contents? Or should he smash at it repeatedly in a stabbing motion? He closed his eyes and sighed. Why the fuck did this have to happen when he wanted to use the blender?

Suddenly, the rotating blade started. And the smoothie splattered all over his face.

Five jerked and backed away quickly, his left eye shut with smoothie, pointing the spoon at the blender warily. As sudden as it began, it stopped.

Wow. Impeccable timing.

He used the opportunity to rush over to the outlet and switch it off. Maybe it was okay to lose to machines sometimes. He didn’t mind chewing a bit of banana, or a few pieces of walnuts. Allison and Diego never said his smoothie had to be smooth.

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Okay so basically this was supposed to be a fic where five teaches Viktor hand to hand combat. I have no idea why I started with five fighting a blender. I thought it’d be fun. It was.

Tagging(no pressure ofc): @glimmerglue @claracivry @stupidcanofpeaches @assaily

Wip Wednesday!

Tagged by: @theanxioushobbit

Thanks for the tag!!

Sorry to add something really sad onto your heartwarming Dave WIP. It’s the only thing I’ve written recently that’s not the main fic I’m currently working on (icttwya).

I’ll explain the context of the scene afterwards

To anyone who likes Klaus I apologise for this lol

TW// Graphic Depictions of Violence, Descriptions of Injury, Head Injury, Blood Mention, Major Character Death (mentioned)

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Diego didn’t think before his hands wrapped around the metal pole discarded on the ground. He leapt to his feet with the speed of a cheetah and lunged forward, weapon raised to swing. Five’s head snapped towards him, fear flickering in his eyes as the metal collided with the side of his head, sending him sprawling to the ground with a yelp, nose smashing into the concrete with a harsh crack.

“You fucking traitor!” Diego screamed, tossing the pole to the ground and striding forward.

Five’s hands flew to the ground from where they were cradling his head and he scrambled backwards away from him. “Diego—” he groaned, what sounded like desperation soaking his voice. Blue sparked around his wrists but the space around him barely rippled, energy dissipating quickly.

Diego didn’t falter, advancing forward with haste and removing the last knife from his holster, holding it high above his head. He grabbed Five by the collar of his t-shirt and hoisted him up into the air, slamming his back against the wall. Five clawed weakly at his grip, the blood on his hands smearing onto Diego’s. Diego felt sick.

“You— you monster.” he growled. “Why did you do it?”

Five’s shoulders shook, eyes glossy and wet. A humourless laugh tumbled out of his mouth like the blood trickling out of his nose.

“Answer me!” Diego shook him. Five’s head lolled forward like a rag doll, gasping. “Why did you do it?” Diego’s lips trembled, eyes watering. “W-w-why?”

A panicked laugh bubbled out of Five’s throat. “I don’t know.” he whispered, eyes wide and manic, hot tears dripping down his face. Diego’s eyes drifted down to the blood staining his white t-shirt.

Klaus’ blood.

“I don’t know.”

Rage boiled Diego’s blood. “You don’t kn-kn-know?” he panted, anger clouding his mind. “You fucking k-ki—” he choked, a fire building in his chest. He yelled, bringing the knife down fast towards Five’s neck.

Five flinched, eyes widening with fear. “Wait!” he shrieked. “Diego, please!” his hands shot up to protect himself, eyes wide with panic, tears dribbling out the corners. “Don’t!”

Diego hesitated, knife shaking in his hand, mere inches away from Five’s neck.

“It wasn’t me!” he sobbed, “It wasn’t me! I didn’t— I couldn’t—”

“You’re covered in his b-blood you piece of sssshit!” Diego retorted. It was weaker than he would have liked.

Five had killed Klaus.

Diego had watched Five murder Klaus in cold blood.

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Basically the story is that Five gets mind controlled by someone from The Sparrow Academy and they make him brutally murder Klaus in front of Diego. And Diego is understandably very upset about it. It’s quite sad.

Tagging (only if you want to): @jellybeanium124 @conchshell @thehargreevesfam and anyone else who wants too!

Basically if you have a WIP or part of one that you’d like to share then you can!

[bitchface24-7]

I love your writing SO MUCH! I'm slowly discovering that I might be into poly relationships way too much 😭😭

Okay, so I have PTSD and often have very scary nightmares that leave me gasping in panic, even after waking up, it takes me some time to realise I'm safe and that it was all just a bad dream.

I would like to ask for a comfort jayvik scene where you are all sleeping together (yn in the middle 🥺) on a rainy day and reader has a nightmare and then they comfort her from her nightmares and soothe her back to sleep.

I'm sorry if it's too specific and don't feel forced to do it! Anyway, I love your work!

WE’RE HERE FOR YOU - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: you’ve had a bit of a traumatic past, resulting in PTSD. Luckily for you your two partners are there to calm you down when you wake up in a panic.

warnings: non-descriptive ptsd, waking up from nightmares, panicking, pre-established relationship, comfort, angst, Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/m/f or m/m/m

p.s. I'm so sorry you've had such horrible experiences that have led to PTSD. Hopefully this fic (and anyone else who reads it) finds themselves comforted.

The night was going well. You had done your nighttime routine, the three of you cozying up in bed as you read together, eventually falling asleep.

That's where things started to go wrong.

You three were sleeping peacefully, until you bolted up from in between your partners as you lightly screamed. Your breath is quickly becoming unsteady as you frantically look around the dark room, unable to tell where you are.

The rising panic ceases when a very familiar voice interrupts your thoughts, “Darling, what’s wrong?” Viktor asks, his voice slurring due to his tiredness. His hand comes to your shoulder as he gently rubs the skin there. His voice and touch rapidly calming you down.

“Nightmare. I couldn't— I coudln’t tell where I was and panicked. It seemed so real—”

“It wasn't.” Viktor firmly states as your voices tone trembles and gets higher and higher, “You’re safe. Whatever you saw, whatever you experienced; it was a nightmare. You're with Jayce and I. We’re here for you.”

A small smile comes to your face as Viktors firm comfort washes over you. You're safe, you're not in any danger.

Jayce grumbles as he shifts a bit, his voice a hoarse rumble, “What’s going on?” Viktor smiles and you sigh lightly, “Nothing dear, it was just a nightmare.”

He grumbles louder and stretches out an arm, inviting you to cuddle up into his chest, “C’mere. You're safe and I'm cold. Nothing can touch you while Vik and I have your back.”

You giggle and you dive into Jayce's chest, snuggling up to his warm soft chest. Jayce huffs a bit at the force of the drop, and Viktor cuddles up to your back, curling his arms around your waist.

“We’re right here darling, go back to sleep. We’ll keep you safe.”

With your boys surrounding you, you fall back to sleep in peace. The rain outside lightly pelting against the bedroom window as a perfect white noise.

Luckily for you, they'll be your protectors for as long as you live. And they plan on making you live until you're old and wrinkly.

Your partners, your princes in all honesty. How'd you get so lucky? You must've been a saint in your past life.

Hopefully this little fluffy piece hit all the sweetspots, love ya! ❤️