saeneryis
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Holu! Apenas vi tu comentario de la respuesta de lo del temblor JDHSJKDJHDJHF pero qué bueno saber que estuvo todo okei <3
Nada más pasaba para saludar JAJAJA seguramente la escuela te mantiene ocupada y eso, espero que te esté yendo mui bien ^^ y que puedas volver a escribir pronto~
Holi! Gracias por preguntar, sii, hé estado medio ocupada por la escuela, encima de mi falta de inspiración ; - ; y no tuve tiempo de nada. Revisaba Tumblr de vez en cuando, pero no lo suficiente assjkfka. Yo tambien espero escribir pronto u_u, ojalá y andes bn!!
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Hii! Thanks for asking, yeah, I've been kind of busy due to school, and also my lack of inspiration ; - ; and I didn't have the time to do anything. I checked Tumblr every now and then, but not enough assjkfka. I also hope to write soon u_u, I hope you're okay!
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Goodness gracious. I love your Viktor prompts. I'd love to see more Machine Herald Viktor though (Arcane Vik is a cutie, but I love me a strong metal man.)
Late Night Testing with Viktor
Machine Herald Edition.
Includes: Viktor (as the Machine Herald) x Reader (Gender Neutral)
Warnings: nsfw, admiration, toys, orgasm.
• The man suggested you a different kind of experiment than the usual ones. Something to do with.. the human body. You accepted.
• He wants to see how much you can truly take, and how much stimulation is enough to drive you crazy; at first, he's distant, and tries to keep as much seriousness to the test, but oh.. let's be honest— he just can't control himself for long looking at the way you squirm at the slight, teasing vibration from the machine.
• Viktor decides to step in, and begin using his hands to caress you instead; gently trailing from your hips towards your lower parts, toying with you as soon as his protective gloves slipped out, allowing you to feel the warm touch of his skin over your sensitive areas.
• This was just part of the experiment. He assured you, it's not like.. he was letting his impulses win the internal battle. No, this was totally meant to happen.
• He plays with you. A lot, and in different ways, simply.. looking at how well you take the toys, wondering.. how well would he fit in there. Viktor is sure he desires you.
• One thing leads to another and you end up having a passing orgasm and it sends him flyyyyyyyyying.
• His tongue trailed your entrance, sucked on it, all while playing with your senses with his free hand. "I get you going this badly, huh?" He chuckled. "It's.. very interesting. Arousing, if I may."
• Once he's sure you're prepared enough, he'll finally move into you, making sure you're alright between whimpers. His moves are accurate, hitting the spots you love-- while staring at your face.. your beautiful face.
• There's a certain elegance to his moves, from the way he thrusts up to the way his eyes embrace you in your entirety-- he's admiring you like a complicated art piece.
"What happened to the experiment?" You ask.
"Eehh... It's been postponed. Shall we continue?"
Writer's Note: Uhh, awkward! It's been so long, miss seeing me here~? I've been so busy with my personal life and psychology classes, but don't worry-- everything's been just alright, I enjoy my new school life and it's freaking awesome.
I'll try to be more consistent and find time to write new things in the future, if anyone has any prompts they'd like me to do, feel free to reach out! I'm desperate for ideas! D: Here, a cookie for sticking around. 🍪
#viktor x reader#viktor smut#viktor x you#arcane smut#arcane imagines#arcane#viktor machine herald#viktor arcane x you#viktor arcane x reader#viktor headcanons
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Havent drawn Roxy and Viktor from my “Sonnie’s edge” au together yet, so here we go! <3
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shoutout to writers who:
have chronic fatigue or brain fog
have memory issues
experience chronic pain
have focus issues
experience frequent malaise
have anything else that may make it difficult to type, come up with ideas, and/or stay motivated & working
you can do this, you belong here, and you deserve to treat yourself with kindness and care
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I’ll Be There For You
Idk what happened, I wanted to write a continuation of some story but instead I got this. Aka I have no excuse for this one
Viktor x gn!Reader—-1.3K—–SFW
Summary: Viktor had a bad day, so you console him when he comes back home :)
Tags: A lil angsty| Mostly domestic fluff| Established relationship|
Seguir leyendo
#I’ve been feeling bad lately#because of school and other things#maybe that’s why this fluff hit harder?#now I want to write…..
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For the fic writer meme:
3, 18 😘
No hay pedo si procrastinas, es parte del proceso tkm
— uwuboowoo
Thank you for reaching out!
3. Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?
I don't like loveless sex. I mean, it's fine and all.. but it just doesn't sit right with me that none of the parties involved feel anything for each other. It's just not enjoyable for me. I mean, it's fine, but.. it just doesn't feed my soul, you know? I also wouldn't do anything remotely problematic, I like to keep it fun.
18. Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?
I would love to! But sadly I wasn't meant for that organized lifestyle, i'm more of a.. "untitled document" type of girl. But, I do write down my ideas, just so I can look back at them in case I need inspiration. Also, a good playlist is a MUST! Inspiration doesn't come easy! Especially in silence.
Y sí, tienes razón amix, yo tambien creo que es parte del proceso, it's just.. ahh! I don't know how to explain it, after each work, it just feels like there's more I need to do. I don't feel experienced enough to write lengthy works, and it sometimes bums me out. But i'm trying ; u ;
Read all the questions, here~
#answering questions#OMG OKAY BUT IM SOOOO OVERDUE ON THIS HOMEWORK PLEAS#ITS JUST A GLOSSARY??#CAN I WORK ON IT ALREADYD#OMG#MAYBE I CAN WRITE AND RELA-#BOOM WRITER BLOCK#AAA
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40 Questions — Meme for Fic Writers
Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.
Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?
Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?
How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?
Share one of your strengths.
Share one of your weaknesses.
Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
Which fic has been the hardest to write?
Which fic has been the easiest to write?
Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby?
Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?
What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?
What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?
If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?
If you only could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be?
Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?
Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?
Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?
Describe your perfect writing conditions.
How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?
Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions).
If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?
Have you ever deleted one of your published fics?
What do you look for in a beta?
Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you?
How do you feel about collaborations?
Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?
Do you accept prompts?
Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?
How do you feel about smut?
How do you feel about crack?
What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con?
Would you ever kill off a canon character?
Which is your favorite site to post fic?
Talk about your current wips.
Talk about a review that made your day.
Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?
Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).
#It would be pleasant to answer one of these one day.#YALL IVE BEEN PROCRASTINATING SO MUCH THIS IS A CRY FOR HLEP PLZ#IM SERIOUS HLEP EM
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Give one of my favorite writers some love on their latest work <3!
What I Forgot About You
Week three of the JayvikAUgust event it’s about the occult and superheroes thematics, so I couldn’t miss my chances to make something grim & kinda spooky.
Jayce x Viktor—Ghost! AU—-4.3K—SFW but check out the tags for triggery imaginery
Synopsis: Why did he long for the nightmare of that abandoned house in the heart of the city? It was the only place he felt he could belong.So he let those dreams devour him, those ghostly gazes linger in the back of his mind and his reflection in the mirror, that fleeting shadow to guide him home, while he gathered all his courage to pass the crumbling porch and open the heavy, rickety entrance door.He waited, hoped; until everything else vanished. Though perhaps it was he who was vanishing, drifting away to that other distant time, another unreachable world, in which he was capable to remember the last piece erased from his heart.
Tags: |Ghost AU you know what that means| Major Character Death(s)|Haunted Houses| Nightmares| Being Lost| Time Loop (kinda)| Memory Loss/Repressed Memories| Mentions of burn wounds| Mentions of explosions and burning buildings (yeah that last scene of S1)| Physical chronical pain| I don’t think it’s really spooky| Heavy angst| Slight comfort| Established Relationship| Bittersweet ending| They get together at the end though|
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Viktor as your boyfriend (SFW headcanons)
Includes: Viktor x Reader (gender neutral)
Warnings: None! Enjoy! :D
♡ Whenever you're feeling down, Viktor makes it his priority to make you feel better. He'd leave to what you asume is work, only to return a few minutes later, with some snacks, books, movies, music tracks-- whatever you're into, and simply lay on the couch on your side. He's ashamed to admit it sometimes, but he's always got an eye on you, and always makes sure you're okay.
♡ He'll sometimes explain some of his newest prototypes to you. It's endearing to see the way his words, his hands, all perfectly convey his interest, and how excited he gets from feeling heard, especially by you-- his favorite person.
♡ On the contrary, it's sometimes hards to talk about your likes to him. He is really into it. Pays you the attention you deserve, listening to your words carefully. He loves how amazed you sound while telling him about things you love. It makes you blush, and probably stutter a little, but in the end of the day, you love how attentive he is.
♡ It's kind of funny how worked up he gets at public displays. Kissing him while out in the street? Yeah. That's gonna get him completely embarassed. But you still do it. And he pretends to hate you, but in reality.. it just makes him cherish you more.
♡ Both of you are really similar people, so the strength of your relationship lays in being each other's support, pulling each other out of sadness, and overcoming hard social scenarios together. Suddenly, speeches don't feel as complicated when you're with him.
♡ He'll make sure you know how much he cares. In small, subtle ways. Remembering your favorite things, casually mentioning careful details about you, or even kissing your forehead in the morning.
"Would it be improper of me, to ask you to.. marry me?"
Maybe this'll have a part 2. Maybe not! We will have to see ;)
Writer's Note: I'm sorry if I haven't been pumping out content lately, if I'm honest, I just feel a little dry of ideas. I write things and they don't really feel.... good. If anyone really got anything in mind, and would like me to get it into words, I would gladly do it! My ask box is open~ I currently have a machine herald!viktor project in the works, alongside a sequel... for a certain story! :000
I'm glad for everyone who interacts with my content~ it means a lot!
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having motivation for writing feels hard sometimes, especially when you don't feel like you're good enough. it's not that i don't know what to write, it's that i don't know how to do it.
maybe i am wasting all these ideas by just letting them rot inside my brain, but i don't know how anyone else does it.
I hate feeling petty emotions…. being human is hard lol
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Scienceman caught in the wild reading science and drinking coffee! <3
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Not enough fics of Viktor taking care of himself, so here's a drabble. Also, as a token of my apology for the lack of content. ❤😌
Call Your Name [NSFW]
Viktor x F!Reader
Word count: 1k
Tags: Masturbation | Oral(m! receiving) | Edging | Fluff & Angst | Post-nut clarity
How did it come to this? Viktor asked himself, teeth-gritting with another languid thrust.
He wonders how much more he can take, feel the release he's repeatedly denied begins to build, how his stomach goes taut, and his lithe frame hunches. How many more before he's a writhing mess under his touch, bleary-eyed, whimpering your name, begging for reprieve?
Viktor chastises himself for it. Disgusting, he thinks. He can't help it, not when you consume his mind, laying waste to the man he once was, reduced to nothing but a desperate shell, muffled keens of your name as he strokes himself to the thought of you. Such lecherous thoughts he never knew himself capable of conjuring.
I'm a scientist, not... this.
You've ruined him, destroyed everything he set himself out to be. Yet, you were oblivious to it, painfully unaware of how deprived and desperate you made him. So much as a smile would make his knees weak, that sweet lilt of your voice that made his hair raise, he curses how his body reacts so eagerly.
It's almost there, teeth gritting as his hips stutter, teetering on the edge of bliss, an alluring whisper that tempts him all too well. All centered around you.
Not yet, he whispers. Hips falling into the mattress, feeling it dip under his weight, hand stalling at the base of his needy cock. Ropes of precum trail along his shaft, pooling between his spread legs.
Viktor huffs out, hands swiping away at the strands of hair that stick to his sweat-covered forehead as his denied arousal steadily retreats, all so he can do it over again. Moments tick by before he nods, grasping himself, a languid stroke. A teasing swipe of a thumb over his leaking tip elicits a shudder that courses through his wrought body. If he closes his eyes, he can almost imagine it's yours.
He wonders how soft it would feel, those delicate fingers wrapped snugly around his throbbing cock? How small they'd look as you'd pump him at a set pace, his lips ghosting along the shell of your ear.
"ah- má lásko, just like that, perfect."
What would your mouth feel like? His hand freezes at the thought, eyes pried open as he mulls over the idea, casting a glance at himself. Yes, he thinks, gradually pumping himself; what would it feel like?
Warm. It'd be warm. He knows that much. What else? Wet, yes, very wet. Viktor groans at the thought, tightening his grip. Warm and wet. His cock jumps at the idea of how you'd flatten your tongue against it, a stripe of saliva left behind. Sound, he thinks. What sound would you make when he reaches full hilt into your throat? His long sinewy fingers a gentle hold on your face, endearing praise for how well you take him parting from his mouth.
Viktor cranes his neck, a plea of your name leaving him. Hair askew as several strands cling to his damp forehead, swaying to the motion of his growing pace, erratic. Slick sounds fill the room along with increasingly needy keens of your name.
Thoughts of his thumb tenderly swiping away the swells of tears from your perfect face, how'd he coo your name as he thrusts into your mouth, allowing it to pop out to catch your breath.
Viktor's fingers would delicately trace along your throat, feeling himself as you serviced him. Such delicious and debauched sounds would fill the room as he would fill your mouth, fingers laced into your hair as his pace quickens.
A series of yes strings from him, growing incoherent and heavy. Viktor's body goes taut, eyes clamped shut as he groans, ropes of cum painting his lower abdomen, hips jutting with each pump. Hours of denial are finally released in a teeth-gritting climax. Has he heaving as he relaxes into the bed, body going limp while post-orgasmic bliss clouds his senses.
He knows he needs to clean up; in a moment. Viktor wishes to relish in the tranquility of it, a toothy grin on his face as he imagines you resting your head on his chest, listening to the staccato-like drumming of his heart, each fervent pump dedicated to you and only you.
A pleased hum leaves him; it takes a moment before deep yearning roots itself into his mind. The realization of the emptiness on Viktor's chest, fingers are itching to tangle themselves into yours, desperate to feel your warmth.
Viktor thought himself numb by now; he hoped so, at least. However, it only seems to sting more with each passing night. He can't take it anymore, the ache in his heart, how it cries out so desperately for you.
Tomorrow's the day which he'll lay it out for you. It's perfect; with the gala tomorrow, it'll be the ideal time to lay his heart out unto you. He'll gather flowers; he knows you love them, how you always bring a new patch to the lab every week. Perhaps sweets as well?
No, no, flowers will suffice. He mustn't overwhelm you; this is something that requires poise; as much as Viktor desires to shower you with gifts, he knows it far the wiser to practice modesty.
Should he write a letter instead? A confession etched into the fine paper along with a flower? He could stop by your apartment and slide it under before making his way to the gala.
This way, Viktor can prepare for your rejection.
A somber sigh sounds from him at the sudden thought, the bed creaking as he leans toward the nightstand by his bed, snatching several tissues to clean himself. Well, at least then he could begin to move on; as much as it'd pain his heart, he could start to move forward, hoping to at least.
Another defeated sigh as Viktor's head hits the pillow, tucking himself back in as he stares at the ceiling. Tissues discard haphazardly somewhere on the floor at the bedside.
Tomorrow is going to be difficult.
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