Viktor as Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle #viktor #arcane

CHOKEHOLD

Illustrations by @solelyvisiting.bsky.social

Chapter 11. It makes no difference

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Drawing of characters Vander and Silco from the show Arcane, in their alternate universe designs. Silco's laying on his stomach on a couch, suffering from back pain, head on a pillow and turned towards the viewer. Vander's standing behind the couch. Dialogue: Vander: Want me to help you stretch? Silco: And have you accidentally snap my spine in the process? No thanks.

Projecting my back pain onto Silco #vanco #zaundads

Sun and moon gays.
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stupid boy yapping

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I won't swear it, I fail!

#jaycetalis

totally safe :)

Really got hit with so much restlessness and no energy to write anything. Please take my troubles and give them to Heimerdinger

I’ve gone the most of my life not asking for help bc why would anybody help me? I’ve been toughing it out to go for as long as I can with pain and hurt to seeking out an audhd diagnosis and actively asking for medical professional help only to be told no twice and not even giving me a chance

Sketch requests from tumblr!
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welcome to The Pilt 🩺 #jayvik

"i am at a loss for words" #jayvik #viktorarcane

Drawing of Silco (character from the show Arcane) laying on bed, on his back naked, sweaty and out of breath.

Drawing of Silco (character from the show Arcane) laying on bed, on his back naked, sweaty and out of breath. Under a short comic of bashful Vander asking "Oh, honey, did you enjoy that as much as I?" but then noticing Silco has already fallen asleep.

Silco is the kind to immediately fall asleep after sex, no one can change my mind #vanco #zaundads

I'm never leaving the hospital

can we stay here, just a little bit longer?
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ooh biiiiigg stretch *viktor voice*

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#jayvik nuzzle nuzzle nuzzle💞

Of the locker.
As if it couldn’t get worse Santos just entered the locker room and if it’s panic of sheer avoidance before she starts teasing his red face he doesn’t know but he’s out of there in a flash.
Oh gods… he really had been smelling Dr Robby’s sweater, and he wanted more.
Shit.

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Over the edge embarrassing he can’t even think straight!
Dr Robby puts on his sweater and fetches his things heading out the door, “see you tomorrow kid! Get some rest!”
“Yeah, you too…” his face is hidden in his locker and he contains a scream of an outlet and just bonus his head against the door—

His willpower to hand the sweater back, even though he’s the stiffest and most embarrassed he’s ever been. He’d been smelling Dr Robby’s sweater in a public room, and been caught! By all means he avoids eye contact.
“Oh yeah, sure here, I was just—“ he stumbles over the words, Jesus Christ this was—

Sounding surprised, just happy to see him. “You were great today. Good work with the—“ he doesn’t get to say more as he spots how Whitaker stands with his sweater against his cheek. “Ah thanks you got my sweater. I took it off for a second and forgot it for a quick consult. Thanks.”
It takes all of—

What had felt like pressure all dissipates as he inhaled again, feeling the warmth of Dr Robby against his cheek. Tiredly imagining what it would be to hide in an embrace of his. It must feel so safe.
“Ah, Whitaker.”
His entire body freezes. That was Dr Robby’s voice. Not sounding mad, not—

It’s still warm. What compels him to lift the sweater from the chair is so deep, full of admiration, and curiosity. He lets his silent wills do what they want and lifts the sweater to his nose.
It smells of him. Earthy, musky and unmistakably like hand sanitizer they use at the hospital.—

He puts the water down, unable to take his eyes off the sweater. Green fleece from a outdoor-brand, just another among many.
He takes a look around, but nobody is in here but him, and before he knows it Whitaker stands with his hand hovering over the resting sweater. He swallows, the softness—

#thepitt

Hell of a day, as every day, Whitaker ends up in the staff room for a short break before he’s ready to go home. They all did well today, all tired and as he finishes a sip of water he spots it. It looks so lonely, Dr Robby’s chosen sweater for the day hanging on the back of a chair.—

somewhere in the multiverse he's still getting on vik's last nerve
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rascals
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can you tell what show I’ve been watching lately?

*sigh*
If your Kickstarter video/image is AI, I won't back it.
If your book has an AI cover, I won't read it.
If you're a public supporter of AI use for creative work, I will unfollow you.
I cannot stress enough how offensive I find AI use in the arts. It is outright theft, it is lazy, it is gross.