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haematicartwork · 5 months
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Izek and Victor Vallakovich, as they appeared in a good friends COS run - I was asked to play Victor as a guest star and made this illustration of him and Izek for the occasion. The DM gave them a lot more depth and a very interesting codependent (homoerotic) friendship, which was extremely fun to portray as the players.
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dailydccomics · 24 days
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the Titans by Jamal Campbell
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k-finn · 8 months
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the college days were much simpler, weren't they?
When Victor felt like his future was up in the air, and Vincent with his fate set in stone, with his feet firm on the ground
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tennessoui · 3 months
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new wip wednesday
i wanted to get the first chapter of this done as an early bday present to me because ive been talking about this fic for foreverrrrr but its not gonna happen because im bad at measuring time and effort 😮‍💨 but look! hunger games au fic!
Anakin pushes his face into his neck, letting his lips press against his pulse for a moment. 
“Anakin,” Obi-Wan murmurs, recognition and warning rolled into one tone. 
But Anakin wouldn’t be who he is if he allowed the man in his arms to so easily twist away. He wouldn’t even be here now, pressed up against him with the scent of saltwater and lilacs and leather filling his nose, if he let one warning word distract him from his goal.
So instead he pushes further, wraps his hands around Obi-Wan’s hips and takes the skin beneath his lips between his teeth. The soft fabric of their pants brush together, so loud in the stillness of the kitchen that it’s deafening—that it’s almost loud enough to drown out the catch in Obi-Wan’s breathing.
But Anakin has trained himself over the past five years to listen for all the small ways that Obi-Wan Kenobi capitulates, so he hears his sigh, feels the slump of his shoulders against his own as his head sways forward and then back.
Anakin takes his time worrying a bitemark into his neck, just at the edge of his beard. On the holos that will film Obi-Wan’s face today, it’ll look like a shadow. 
But Anakin will know. Obi-Wan will know. 
“Anakin,” his lover murmurs, and Anakin’s hand moves from his waist up to stroke down his arm, corded with tense muscle. Fisherman’s muscle. Victor’s muscle too.
Not today, he means. It’s obvious in every line of his body. It’s obvious in the fact that he left the bed so early in the morning when neither of them must work. It’s obvious in the distance in his eyes, the frown across his lips.
Today is not a day where Obi-Wan will accept pleasure from anyone’s lips or hands, undeserving as he feels to be on the receiving end of such a kindness.
Anakin’s left hand falls to cover Obi-Wan’s, tangling their fingers together. His are rougher than Obi-Wan’s, working man’s hands now that he is twenty-one and a man of the sea like most are on Stewjon. The rough drag of his calluses over the hairy knuckles of Obi-Wan’s hand makes Anakin swallow a smile. Victors of the Hunger Games are forbidden from working laborious jobs. They’re meant to languish away in their Coruscanti-funded manors, with idle minds and idle hands, picking at paints or design stencils or any number of different government approved hobbies
Obi-Wan Kenobi is not made to be idle. He has no patience for painting or sewing, for cooking or jewelry design. Luckily for him, Stewjon is the fourth planet from Coruscant, on the edge of the inner rim, and it’s rather small, rather ordinary. In the colder months, during the few months of the star year where the galaxy is not forced to care about the Hunger Games and its Victors, he can slip away to the ocean. Fish and sail like he was born to do, Stewjoni through and through.
But Anakin is out on those choppy seas year-round now that he’s four years finished with his compulsory education. His hands are rougher than Obi-Wan’s and they always will be.
Anakin likes it. Likes the way Obi-Wan’s softness contrasts against his own rougher places. Likes that he can sneak away from Obi-Wan’s manor in the blue of the pre-dawn light, first to the sea and then to the market, and Obi-Wan will be there when he gets back. Likes that when he leaves, his lover is curled up asleep in their bed. And when he returns with the fattest fish from his haul, Anakin can cook it for him too. 
He likes that he is the only thing Obi-Wan needs. He provides. He cooks for him. He feeds him. He touches him with his rough hands, to dirty him and then to clean him up. Everything that Obi-Wan needs, Anakin is the person to give it to him.
He supposes he has Coruscant to thank for that.
He’s not stupid enough to say that—ever, but especially today. Especially on the day of the Reaping. 
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parched-chaos · 1 day
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Redrew of my last portrait of Eli and WOW I improve?? I think??? This definitely looks a little more pretty than the last one imo
But anyways,, Eli Ever did nothing wrong best boy in the entire book <33
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ace-cf-cups · 2 months
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"Renard's face screws up in pain more searing than any he could feel in his skin...
he SCREAMS...
The scream, like a wounded animal, echoes throughout the doomed craft."
(c)
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carduelism · 2 months
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First ever Gyuri and Vitya Cherry fanart in this fandom
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adurna0-art · 2 months
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Sketched Barovia’s most prominent emo boy, Victor Vallakovich 🖤
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hiridraws · 1 year
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he is so small and feverish and shivering and sad 🥺 how can you do anything but pull him from the ice and catch him as he swoons and wrap him in blankets and feed him soup and fall in love with him 🥺
victor frankenstein ultimate babygirl of all time
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theartisttoyourmuse · 3 months
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Every time I listen to Choke by IDKHTFM it makes me want to read Vicious again and that is detrimental to my grades
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galamerapple · 3 months
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Frankenstein | Mary Shelley x Villains Series | V. E. Schwab
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ephemerasnape · 1 month
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Happy Easter from the Rookwood Group
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cerpiscool · 8 months
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this is literally what happened in the slumbering weald scene (the one near the end of the game)
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syrupsyche · 2 months
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made an important discovery today
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reallyhardy · 11 months
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"gar, meet vic. there's a 50-50 chance you'll kill each other."
joivan wade as victor stone & ryan potter as garfield logan in TITANS: s4 ep 10 - game over.
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【CN】 Victor’s Upcoming Date
Event PV: here!
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“Children can have many different personalities too, and being mature and steady is one of them.”
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“It’s not the end of our romance until twilight descends.”
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