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viktheviking1 · 3 months

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I have a HuskerDust one-shot almost ready to publish! And more in the works!

Is this a dumb question? Maybe. Does it really matter? Probably not. But imma ask anyway.

I already have a HuskerDust One-shot that I published 3 months ago. For that there's a link below

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viktheviking-author · 4 months

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I didn't mean to. I really didn't. One second it was there, and the next it was dust.

-Ryker

#viktheviking #viktheviking1 #viktheviking author #sneak peek

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squirrelboi · 4 months

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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drama-glob · 2 months

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It looks like I've manged to reach another milestone on this website, which honestly I'm the most active on, but it's also where I'm generally the happiest since it's so incredible that this many people have decided that they wanted to see what I've made and what I like. ^_^<3<3<3 It still just blows my mind that so many of the incredibly cool and talented people I see here want to follow me, but I'm appreciative nonetheless for everyone that decided to give me a chance! ;) ^_^<3<3<3 It can never be said enough how thankful I am to have reach anywhere near this number, so THANK YOU ALL!!!<3<3<3<3<3<3

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viktheviking1 · 3 months

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Hi! Vik the Viking here. I'm a writer. At the bottom of this post will be links to my page on all the websites my fan works are on, so you can read my stuff if you'd like!

I don't talk to minors over the Internet. It's a dangerous place. Don't trust random adults.

If you like Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss, I have a fan account for that here

And here is my Owl House side blog

Below is art I've done for my fanfic The Pompous and the Prick and general art I've done. (I'm more a writer than an artist)

Below is cover art by @precisespace for their Huskerdust commission I wrote, King of Hearts. Cover art by @nosamiam345 for my Stolitz Holiday One-Shot: First Snow. And cover art by @dramamines for my Fizzmodeus One-shot: The First Canoodle. And some art by @sweet-marigold that I used as inspiration for a chapter in The Pompous and the Prick. Links below.

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viktheviking1 · 3 months

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. . . Huh?

What's this?

Is that . . . 300 Kudos?

(Long sigh) . . . I am so excited guys, don't get me wrong . . . But did you really have to give me this on the week that I specifically said I wouldn't post anything?

I want to throw a party! I want to celebrate! I want to thank everyone who got me there! But NoooOOOoooo, if I post a thank you this week without a chapter people will be upset!

This is just a ploy to make me post s chapter this week, isn't it? Well it ain't gonna work! I refuse!

#in all seriousness thank you so much I'm actually freaking out #thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you #the pompous and the prick #pompous and the prick #viktheviking1 #thepompousandtheprick #pompousandtheprick #vik the viking #viktheviking

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viktheviking-author · 4 months

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They threw rocks at me again today. I'd throw some back but well . . . You know.

-Ryker

#viktheviking author #viktheviking #viktheviking owl #viktheviking1 #sneak peek

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viktheviking1 · 4 months

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Loved the twists and turns in your latest chapter! Can't wait to see what happens next!

Oh, if you like twists, then you're going to love the next chapters.

#ViktheViking #the pompous and the prick

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viktheviking1 · 5 months

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How will the next hellvua boss episode affect your fanfic?

I'll have to see it first, but likely not much.

Then again, I said that about Oops and suddenly I had a whole two more characters to add in. I guess we'll see~

#the pompous and the prick #pompous and the prick #pompousandtheprick #viktheviking #VikTheViking1 #helluva boss fanfiction

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viktheviking-author · 4 months

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Have you ever been hated for something you can't control?

-Ryker

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viktheviking1 · 7 months

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"Husky!!!!!!" Angel shouted as he stormed into the lobby of the hotel.

Spitting his drink in surprise, Husk wiped his mouth and turned around to see an angry spider marching towards him, a little piglet trotting just behind. Husk had been guzzling down more alcohol, sitting on a couch as he read a newspaper, a part of his routine in life that he had kept doing now that he was in hell, but the quiet was broken and his paper was drenched.

"The f**k do you want? I swear, I can't do anything in peace with you around." He grumbled back as he put the sopping wet mess on the coffee table.

Angel ignored the jab and shoved something colorful in the cat's face, "The f**k is this?"

It took a moment to register in Husk's brain what Angel was holding, ". . . It's a pan pride flag?"

"So, you do know what it is! I was half-hoping maybe you were just so old timey that you had it not knowing what it meant." Angel said in a strangely accusatory tone.

"Wait, did you get this from my room? What the hell were you doing in there?" Husk snatched the flag from his hands.

"Don't change the subject! Are you pansexual or aintcha?" Angel crossed one set of arms, and placed one hand on his hip as he dramatically pointed at him with the other.

Husk blushed a little; his sexuality wasn't exactly something he went around shouting to the world. He hadn't been in a relationship for a long time and he wasn't planning on entering one any time soon, so it really was no one's business. Honestly, he forgot he even had the flag. It was just something marked down in July, after pride month had passed, and he grabbed it as just a little something for himself. He was the only one he planned to let see it, just as a reminder that he was okay to be whoever he was and like whomever he wanted; something he was never allowed in life.

" . . . I don't gotta answer that. What's it to ya anyway? I didn't exactly take you to be a 'super straight'?" He mumbled as he used air quotes.

"That's exactly the problem!!!" Angel slumped over exasperated.

Husk didn't really get it, but he was absolutely done with whatever it was, so he stood up and jabbed a finger at the spider, "Look, I don't know what the f**k you're freaking out about Legs, it's got nothin' to do with you!"

Angel shifted his weight where he stood, "Well, you're right but I still wanna know!"

"Why the hell does it matter to you?" Husk stood up, glaring.

"I-I'm just curious is all. . ." Angel blushed a bit.

"Yeah, well, you can shove your curiosity up your *ss." He pushed.

"Why, you don't trust me or somethin?" Angel stood his ground.

"No, why the f**k would I?!" Husk raised his voice.

"Hey, what is your problem?!" Angel raised his back.

"I don't need to be judged by a drug addict pole dancer." He shoved.

"Oh wow, real mature. I'll have you know that pole dancing is an under-appreciated art." Angel defended.

"Well, I'm sure it's very appreciated by those freaks out there who drool all over you." He rolled his eyes.

"All this over a little flag and a simple yes or no question. Acting out like a scared little boy." Angel leaned down to glare at back at him.

Husk expected Angel to be happy. He expected a smug look on his face and maybe a 'see was that so hard?'. And Angel was happy for a moment, but then he looked sad. Then his face soured, and suddenly he was angry again all over again.

"Fine! I'm pan! I'm pansexual! I hate the stupid gender binary and I like people based on their personality. Ya happy now?!" He shouted.

"YOU MEAN I HAD A CHANCE THIS WHOLE TIME?!?!?!" Angel looked actually furious now.

". . . The f**k. . .?" Husk was very, very confused.

Angel took a few steps towards him and he took a couple steps back, "You mean to tell me that I've been throwing myself at you, half-jokingly, for so long . . ."

"Half-?" Husk started.

"I've teased you, I've pranked you, and strutted around you like a fool . . ." Angel pushed him down onto the couch, and blocked him in with all his arms, "And you weren't f**king straight?!?!"

". . . Look, I don't know what you're getting at, but-" Husk started.

"And you've just stared at me, like unflinching! So I figured, 'aw well, guess he's straight, may as well flirt with him, and see if I can't make him uncomfortable'. I've straight up told you how I pride myself on having great f**king gaydar! But then I get it wrong with you of all people?!" Angel turned around, covering his face with his top arms, "Do you know how embarrassing this is for me?!"

Angel was still covering his face, honestly unsure of what he had said in all of his rambling. He just wanted to crawl into his bed and die. Gentle hands curled around his wrists, and he didn't resist as they pulled his hands from his face.

Husk sat with his jaw agape for a moment, processing. He sighed, grabbing one of Angel's lower arms,"Sit your tall *ss down." and pulled him onto the couch, turning in his seat to face him.

" . . . Angel, would you open your eyes please?" Husk's voice was a quiet, sarcastic, but soothing tone.

"No, I feel humiliated enough. I don't need you to mock me right now." Angel said, covering his face again.

Husk chuckled and moved Angel's hands away again, "I'm not going to mock you, Legs."

"You're not going to wear your dumb, smug face, and tell me how you, a person who is attracted to people based on personality, could never like me, a self-absorbed idiot?" Angel rambled.

Husk snickered, "No, never that. Come on, Legs. Please?"

Angel slowly opened his eyes to see a warmest smile from Hell's grumpiest cat, "See? There you are."

Angel blushed and looked away, but Husk turned his chin back to him, "You think you can say all that and not face the consequences."

"C-consequences?" Angel stammered, blushing harder.

Husk blushed, "I mean, we have drinks together all the time, so I guess that's kind of stupid, but uh-"

Husk leaned back and sighed, scratching the back of his head, "Listen, I haven't - . . . I mean I don't- . . . Well, you know how- . . ." He sighed again, "I'm not very good at telling people how I feel, but uh. . . If you wanted to ever . . . We could have a drink sometime . . .?"

He was suddenly clobbered by a massive spider and fell backwards, "Yes! Yes, of course! That sounds great!"

They both laughed there for a moment, Angel on top of him, "What a f**kin' dumb*ss way to figure out we were crushin' on each other, huh?"

Husk chuckled at that, "I feel like it's mostly my fault. You were flirting with me constantly."

"Wellllll, I will admit I do flirt with lots of men. I guess," Angel sighed into his fur, "I just really meant it with you."

Again, they giggled together like little middle school lovers; giddy and drunk on reciprocated feelings, high on finally being understood.

Husk smiled as his face flushed, "Aren't we a pair?"

Angel started to get up when he realized that he was currently on top of a man who just asked him out.

He grinned a mischievous grin, "You know~" he held himself up with his lower hands adjusted his hair and loosened Husk's tie with the others, "We could-"

"Absolutely not." Husk said flatly.

Angel sat up, letting Husk do the same, but still pouted, "But why not? We like each other and . . ." He leaned in, resting his hands on Husk's legs, "I'm sure you're dying to know what you've been missing out on."

Husk was still just staring blankly, but now Angel started noticing things he hadn't noticed before, because he was so sure it was impossible. The slight flush of his cheeks, the dry swallow of his throat, the sweatiness of his palms as he gently pushed Angel away from him.

"I may be pan, but I'm still old fashioned." Husk stood up, picking up his wet newspaper to throw away, "Another time, babe."

Angel watched him leave, and it wasn't until he was sure he was fully out of range that he whispered to nugs, "Did he just say, another time? Did he just call me 'babe'?!"

Nifty would had run over and scolded him for it, but she was still kneeling behind the couch with her broom and dustpan frozen in place as she had been the entire time, accidentally stuck there eavesdropping.

Husk, once he was sure he was out of ear shot, grumbled to himself, "Babe. Babe?! Could I have said anything more lame?" He kicked over a trash bin.

Thanks for reading some HuskerDust. Sorry, it was self-edited / self-betad. If it's bad, you can blame that, or that I'm not used to writing these characters, or that I'm publishing it from my phone, or that the stars weren't aligned or whatever. Thanks for always supporting me and my writing!

". . .The f**k was that?"

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viktheviking1 · 3 months

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Two Announcements:

I've created a Helluva/Hazbin side blog!

Starting next week or the week after, this account is slowly going to become a fanfic/general writing blog with occasional reblogs of random Safe For Work fanart for other fandoms. If you want to still see my Helluva Boss / Hazbin Hotel posts and reblogs, you can find it there. It's already got some posts, so go check it out!

If I have randomly stopped following/interacting with you, here's why:

It's because I either know that you are or suspect you may be a minor. I'm sorry, I know it sucks when someone stops talking to you, but I can't morally justify interacting with minors on here. Yes, even if you're "so close to being an adult". The few minors I have been interacting with, I either found out their age later or rationalized as being close enough. I was wrong to do so and I'm sorry.

Hopefully this will encourage minors to NOT POST YOUR AGE ONLINE. Because it puts a big ol' target on your back for creeps. Yes, even those who warn you about Internet safety. The most dangerous creeps can be playing the long game and trying to earn your trust. Don't trust me. You don't know me. Don't trust random people on the Internet with any personal information. (Obviously if you're an adult it's up to you but still take precautions)

Here's the thing, I never consciously thought of this blog as being 'Not Safe For Work'. The shows I post about definitely aren't, but most of what I reblog is normal fanart. There are maybe 3-4 posts I can think about that weren't safe for work, and I've been trying to scroll back and make them private posts. Because I know even if I block minors, they will just make new accounts.

Even when this account becomes a writing account, I still will not be interacting with minors.

Thank you for reading this and thank you for your support :)

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viktheviking1 · 4 months

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I have another account! I'll post stuff about writing and may even post sneak peaks of original works there. . . Without context so you have to figure out the mystery. 🔎👀

The first hint is already out!

It's gonna be fun!

Go forth and follow!

I do have another side blog, but I've decided to turn it into a Owl House fan account so if you want that, you can check it out too I guess

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viktheviking1 · 6 months

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(The drawing is just something I threw together late last night, and the file was too big to transfer so I just had to take a picture of the computer screen with my phone. So yeah, it's kind of terrible and I debated whether to post it or not, but I decided it wouldn't hurt. Yeah, writing is still definitely my artform of choice.)

PSA here, many people without limbs can bathe by themselves, and can live independently for the most part, but I thought it’d be cute to show a little bit more of Ozzie being Fizzarolli’s personal carer as well as boyfriend. I think that even if Fizz’s limbs were waterproof, and if he could bathe himself, that they would still appreciate the time and intimacy of bathing together. That’s just my personal headcanon though.

“You, know. Blitz even said that he wouldn’t mind having a three-some with the both of us.” Fizz was lying next to Ozzy on their bed after a long night catching up with his old friend at a bar.

Asmodeus looked thoughtful, “Hmm . . . I suppose I’m not against the idea. . . but what about him and Stolas? Aren’t they . . . together? At least to some degree?”

“Oh, right. You’ve been too busy to keep up with the news. They broke up. Like, completely.” Fizz spilt the tea.

Asmodeus gasped, “No way! Awe! I was really rooting for them! Do you know why?”

Fizz shrugged, “Beats me, but given that they both are on dating accounts looking for rebounds, I doubt either of them are okay about it.”

“They both are?!” Ozzy’s shocked face turned into a mischievous grin.

“Oh, no. I know that face. You know you’re the Lord of Lust, right? Not cupid.” Fizz shook his head disapprovingly.

“I know~ but that little birdie is so lonely~” Asmodeus said playfully, “And besides, what harm could a little poking around do? Don’t you want your old friend to be happy? Or were you planning on keeping him all to yourself? I can respect that.”

“No, it’s not about that. It’s about you” Fizz booped his nose, “meddling in things you shouldn’t meddle with. All you’ll do is end up causing trouble. So you can go do whatever you want, but leave me out of it.” Fizz crossed his arms stubbornly.

“Awe, but Fizzy~ It won’t be as fun without you. And you know your old friend better than anyone. Won’t you give me a hand~” Ozzy squished his face, “Pwease~”

Fizz laughed heartily, “Alright, alright. Fine! But if this goes sideways, it’s on you!”

“Yay! Now let’s get to sleep for real, else I’m gonna be a zombie all day tomorrow.” Ozzy sat up to go get undressed.

“Aw, but I’m still horny! Can’t we have a little fun before bed?” Fizzy complained like a kid wanting candy.

“It’s 2 in the morning, babe! We have to get up in less than 4 hours!” Oz said, taking off his suit.

Fizz curled into a ball, pouting, “Since when were you so responsible?”

Asmodeus chuckled, “Since I had someone to care about~” his face turned stern, “Now get to the bath and take off your limbs. You reek of alcohol.”

“Oh~, won’t you help me get clean, big daddy~” Fizz posed seductively.

Ozzy snickered, “Like I don’t every time.”

“Come on, Oz. It’s no fun if it’s just a chore!” Fizz said, getting off the bed.

“Oh, baby, it never is. I cherish the private moments with you.” Ozzy switched to a more seductive tone, “Now let me sponge you down so good, you’ll be begging for mercy.”

“That’s more like it.” Fizz snickered, and started doing cartwheels to the bathroom.

Read more of The Pompous and the Prick here:

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viktheviking1 · 7 months

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The Pompous and The Prick Fanfic

Chapter 7: Everyone Should Cry More

Typically, the Stolas mansion was dead silent, without even a single creaky floorboard to announce a living presence. It was as schrödinger's box; with everything in it could be dead or alive and you wouldn’t know until you looked inside. At least, that's how it was on a usual day.

"Sh*t!" Stolas screamed, turning over furniture, "Blast it all to hell and up your father's *ss!"

Loona heard this from outside, but was busy looking up at just how big the mansion was, mouth agape. She traced her hand along the smooth curve of a pillar. D*mn, what was Blitz running from again?

Octavia, however, heard the expletives and approached with caution.

"That . . . Is unusual. Maybe wait on the doorstep? It's not that he would hurt you, I just don't want him to have an aneurysm if he realizes that you heard all that." Octavia said to Loona before she opened the door. She began sneaking through the palace, hearing crashing and the occasional curse from Stolas, only some of which made sense.

“. . . Dad?” she peeked her head through the open door.

Stolas spun around so fast, his head had to catch up with the rest of his body, “V-Via! Darling! How long have you been home? Don’t mind me, dear, I’m just doing some . . . cleaning! Yes, cleaning; I’m sorting things that need to be thrown out, and things to keep. You know how the saying goes, you gotta make a mess to clean a mess!” He said, before tripping over some books on the floor.

Via looked around at the overturned nightstands, sheets stripped off the bed, vanity drawers emptied of their contents, “Yeah . . . very organized sorting.”

Stolas sighed, leaning against his bed frame which was now several meters away from where it usually was, "Alright, I'm looking for something I've lost. I'm sure I never took it out of this room. Still, it was a light blue envelope, if you see it, please give it to me directly, and for heaven's sake, do not open it. There are things in there that a young child should not read." He went back to looking around and rummaging through his own reckage like a maniac.

"I'm not a young child anymore." She said, leaning on the door frame.

Stolas paused his chaos to look her dead in the eyes, "Okay, then there are things in there that my child should not read. It was addressed to Blitz. I was never going to send it, of course. It was just an exercise advised by my therapist."

"You go to therapy . . .?" This was news to Via.

"I was planning on burying it in my garden, or perhaps throwing it poetically into a brimstone lake on a family trip together, but if I don't know where it is, then anyone could have gotten their hands on it. And just when you had specifically asked me to lay low in the media, too-" Stolas's eyes wandered over to where the grimoire usually was held on the shelf, ". . . Sh*t . . . I know where it is."

He began gathering his coat and barrelling past her..

"You mind if I have a friend over-?" Via called after him.

"Of course, darling! They can help themselves to whatever's in the fridge!" He shouted as he ran.

"Hi, Stolas." Loona smiled and waved as the prince ran out of the house.

"Hi, Loona. Sorry, not now." Stolas said without looking, “Where the devil is the car?!”

“Uhh . . . Don’t you, like, portal everywhere?” Loona cocked an eyebrow up at him.

“Oh, right! Thank you dear!” He called back, and made a portal in front of himself.

Octavia walked over to Loona and they watched Stolas leave.

“Where the f**k is he going in such a hurry?” Loona asked.

"No idea, but he'll probably realize that you were here, later. At least the aneurysm will be someone else's problem. Come on, let's go."

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viktheviking1 · 7 months

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Hey look at this! New Chapter of The Pompous and the Prick out now!

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