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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 01/11/2025

Anyway I've been on the other side of the planet, sorry about that but I'm back and bringing just as little to the table as ever

A couple of deer sitting at the base of a stone lantern leading toward Kasuga-taisha in Nara, Japan

A VERY TERRIFYING stuffed beaver holding a butterfly as seen at the Eorzea Cafe in Osaka, Japan

Okonomiyaki that looks like a tiddy (white sauce and spicy cod roe to make the nipple). It was delicious. Osaka, Japan.

A cat-styled keychain of Jikkyuu Mitsutada, character from the game Touken Ranbu, stands in the foreground while the actual sword Jikkyuu Mitsutada is displayed in the background. Taken in the treasure room of Honno-ji, Kyoto, Japan.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 13/10/2025

So technically it's a fall story but you can adapt that part! Anyway I like this one for the loyalty theme:

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 19/09/2025

one of my biggest successes today still need to hang them but one thing at a time I'm so bad about taking care of art I love but he deserves the best (this is not even half of my Cads oops)

Framed art of a portrait of Caduceus Clay, a pink haired firbolg. (I know it's crooked behind the mat...) Art by @layahimalaya

Framed art of the entire Clay family as well as the Mighty Nein in the Clay's family home. Art by @layahimalaya

Framed official portrait of Caduceus Clay from Sideshow Collectibles. Art by Sam Hogg.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 16/09/2025

what if i just reshared old stuff for solavellan week? everyone here for the jayvik gets flashbanged with my standard issue het elves, sorry in advance (this is unfair, i love my inq and i think at the very least solas/templar was interesting to explore [and she's bi so not totally het >.>])

a screenshot from the game dragon age inquisition shows a female elf with short blonde hair wielding a two handed sword and wearing armor. her expression is fierce

a screenshot from the game dragon age inquisition shows a female elf with short blonde hair in the dark. the effect of side lighting makes her eye seem to glow

a screenshot from the game dragon age inquisition shows a female elf with short blonde hair wielding a two handed sword and wearing armor. she is preparing to swing it down just to the left for the viewer. her expression is fierce

a screenshot from the game dragon age inquisition shows a female elf with short blonde hair, pink eyes, and blue-silver facial tattoos. she has a calm expression.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 11/09/2025

i didn't cry, you cried (holy crap this is. unsettling. i feel uncomfortably seen by an internet quiz. lol remember when i asked if anyone had commune fics from viktor's pov? this is kinda why...)

An image of Commune Viktor then the text, "Your Result: A Shepherd Consumed by a Need for Perfection"

Quiz result text follows in the next two images

While the extremity of this particular portion of Viktor's character may not apply entirely to you, the similarities are present in a more muted (and less brainwashing) form. Your need for perfection has been a constant factor in your past behavior, present in your actions, behavior, and relationships with others. This drive for perfection comes from a place of deep pain and regret, especially towards yourself. You take people under your wing, often assuming the position of a leader because you subconsciously doubt other's abilities.

You believe that by building both yourself and your life to be free of flaws, you will root out the self-loathing that you feel. You have become so entirely consumed by this obsession with perfection that you have dimmed parts of yourself that connected you to others, leaving behind a stripped and hollow version of what was (and can be again) a person who is both beautiful and full of life. Remember, "There is no prize to perfection, only an end to pursuit".

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 03/09/2025

a little banged up looking but only because it's so beloved

A white person's hand is shown in close focus, wearing a black ring with the skyline of the city of Amaurot engraved into it

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 26/08/2025

without downloading any new images, where are you at mentally?

image of Jayce Talis entering Viktor's fortress of solitude in S2, looking bedraggled, with a meme font caption reading, "IT'S NOTHING SOME IBUPROFEN AND A BLUNT AND FIVE BEERS AND A HEAD INJURY AND JACKING OFF AND KILLING MYSELF CAN'T FIX"

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 20/08/2025

i love them i miss them they keep me going on my darkest days (raubahn shippers we are legion, literally dozens of us! but seriously i saw other raubahn shippers on this and had to post)

Watchful Ember and Raubahn Aldynn, posed by @sleepyquail

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 17/08/2025

don't overthink it: what comic books panels/pages live in your head rent-free? Hank McCoy in almost all his forms vs. a great many of my preferences and predilections is absolutely a chicken and egg problem and I refuse to solve it

Hank McCoy, a man with blue fur and a felinoid head, stands in ruins. He wears a uniform w/a black jacket, pants and boots, and a shirt with a large yellow X on the chest. He holds most of a skeleton w/the skull resting in his hands in homage to Hamlet speaking to Yorick, and he says, "I don't know how to break this to you, but your dating days may be over, my friend." There is also a large bubble in the corner of the image that says, "NEW X-MEN: Vol. 1, No. 118, September, 2001. (ISSN #1083-4028) Published by MARVEL COMICS, a division of MARVEL ENTERPRISES, INC. Lou Gioia, Executive Vice-President, Publishing: Bob Greenberger, Director Publishing Operations: Stan Lee, Chairman Emeritus OFFICE OF PUBLICATION 10 EAST 40TH STREET NEW YORK, NY 10016. PERIODICALS POSTAGE PAID AT NEW YORK, NY. AND AT ADDITIONAL MAILING OFFICES. Published monthly Copyright 2001 ADDITIONAL MAILING 2001 Marvel Characters, Inc. All rights reserved. Price $2.25 per copy in the US and $3.50 in Canada. Subscription rate for 12 issues in US dollars $27.00, Canada $37.00 (GST#R127032852), foreign $39.00. No similarity between any of the names, characters, persons, and/or institutions in this magazine with those of any of any living or dead person or institution is intended, and any such similarity which may exist is purely coincidental. This periodical may not be sold except by authorized dealers and subject to the condition that it shall not be sold or distributed with any part of its cover or markings removed, nor in a mutilated condition NEW X- MEN (including all prominent characters featured in this issue and the distinctive likenesses thereof) are trademarks of MARVEL MARVEL CHARACTERS INC. POSTMASTER: SEND ADDRESS CHANGES TO NEW X-MEN, co MARVEL SUBSCRIPTION DEPT. P.O. BOX 32 NEWBURGH, NY. 12551. TELEPHONE (845) 564-7176. FAX (845) 566- 7020. Printed in the U.S.A. MARVEL COMICS is a division of MARVEL ENTERPRISES, INC. Peter
Cuneo, Chief Executive Officer, Avi
Arad, Chief Creative Officer"

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 14/08/2025

torn between, "I bet she does!" "Nobody better touch her 🤬" and a pipeline punch reference that I don't want to follow to its possible conclusion

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 13/08/2025

Undlona is trans! I don't talk about it a lot because as a cis player there are better voices for this than mine but I still like to share her when the chance comes up because I love her!!!

a female Galdjent (Roegadyn) is colored in purple, yellow-green, and blue from a stained glass window. She wears glasses and is looking down

a female Galdjent (Roegadyn) stands in a pastel blue and gold gown with a Summoner's tome in her hands.

A female Galdjent (Roegadyn) sits with her legs tucked up beside her. She has green skin and blue and white hair secured in a ponytail. She is wearing the Neo-Ishgardian Healing top dyed blue (it features a ruffled skirt and bares her shoulders). She is blushing. There is a bookshelf in the background.

A female Galdjent (Roegadyn) is wearing a blue casting robe and is casting a spell from a Summoner's tome. She is standing in a green grassy area with purple flowers behind her (it is the back of the First's Bismarck). A FFXIV-styld title appears in the screen as if she were a dungeon boss: "The Gathering Wave, Undlona Toumwyn"

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 12/08/2025

He won't let me get close enough for better pictures (the closer one is by his dad), but this is Pretzel! Very much a creature

A fat orange and white cat rests comfortably on the back of a large brown leather sofa

A fat orange and white cat rests comfortably on the end of a bed with a white comforter and red decorative blanket

A fat orange and white cat basks on the sunshine while laying on a bench with a brown leather cushion on top of it.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 27/07/2025

no cheating, post your lockscreen lockscreen is a resin pour from @dispeldice.bsky.social from before they even had their Kickstarter home screen is incredible Caduceus Clay art by @agarthanguide.bsky.social I've been using both of these for years, I'm VERY picky

A lockscreen image of teal green and white resin with bronze flakes in it showing a time of 0941

Art of Caduceus Clay in the style of Alphonse Mucha, done by campaign three character artist AgarthanGuide. He is a pink haired humanoid with a wide bovine nose, long ears and a pink beard. He is wearing a cream colored shirt with one long flowing sleeve and loose green pants, carrying a wooden staff and a white tea cup, and he is walking through a graveyard. The headstone visible in the screenshot is of a tiefling with curled horns. Caduceus' expression is peaceful and his eyes are closed. Behind him is a circular design of green beetles.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 22/07/2025

did I need a new notebook? No, but MUSHROOMS

A notebook cover decorated with mushrooms and moths

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 17/07/2025

girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls

Watchful Ember, a female Roegadyn with brown skin and dark brown and red hair

Undlona Toumwyn, a female Galdjent with pale green skin and pale blue and grey hair

Blessed Stormcloud, a female Roegadyn with white skin and black and light blue hair

A female Roegadyn with green-grey skin and grey hair who I love but cannot remember the name of right now, I have too many alts

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 16/07/2025

Create this #Picrew of yourself: picrew.me/en/image_mak... Then take this quiz: uquiz.com/quiz/eTdXoU/... And post the results to see what you'd be like as a fictional character, here's mine.

A Picrew portrait of a white woman with brown eyes, brown hair up in a bun, brown glasses, and a grey hoodie with a bisexual pride heart floating nearby. Picrew by fuzenia.

Quiz result showing, "Tragic. You're the sympathetic villain who does not-quite-bad-enough-stuff-to-be-hated for a very good reason. And you're redeemed by dying. Everyone's angry about it, you could have had an amazing redemption arc if you lived."

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

(it's actually both of them [adds to ten thousand playlists while not thinking about how neither of them would listen to this l o l])

Nothing left to lose or gain
But distance over time
Under the wire
Over all that we've been through
Tell me what to do to get to you
Un-un-un'
I need to feel redeemed
I wear my heart on a grimy sleeve
I bear the pressure of oil and moving steam
Unaware of my gaining speed
I'm prepared to move ahead, take the lead
Under the wire
I'm a train down the line
With nothing left to lose or gain
But distance over time
Under the wire
Over all that we've been through
Tell me what to do to get to you
Un-un-under the wire
I am a steel freight train
I am a train wreck, hauling back to you

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 03/07/2025

got some progress made on the big bang so i let myself work on a personal thing tonight too, #wipwednesday be upon ye (jayce's pov is SO HARD for me, why do i keep putting myself in positions to have to write it)

"You should be able to find something in the bottom drawer! It's going to be big but there are definitely some with drawstrings, that should help. Just take whatever looks like it'll work." He puts the kettle on and grabs a handful of paper towels to finish wringing out his hair, then stops.

Oh shit.

Jayce bolts for the bedroom. "Bottom left, Viktor! My bad, it's bottom le…"

He's too late.

Viktor is bent at the waist with the bottom right drawer open, because of course with fifty fifty odds this is how Jayce's life would go, that Viktor would open that drawer first. In his hand is a piece of clothing Jayce recognizes immediately. He can even conjure the feeling of it in his hand; after all, that's what he has it for. Soft and smoother than it looks, the bralette is a shade of forget me not blue that took Jayce's breath away when he first saw it. It's doing the same thing now, or rather, something similar in that he's finding it incredibly hard to breathe.

The silence stretches uncomfortably on as Viktor stands up straight, still holding the bralette. His expression is tight as he turns it over in his hands. His knuckles are white where he grips it, then he practically throws it back into the drawer.

"V, it's not–"

Viktor holds up a hand; it's trembling in a way that Jayce almost hopes is from the chill of the rain. "You do not have to explain yourself to me, Jayce. I just never thought of you as the type to keep trophies. Especially not so… many." He uses his cane to slide the drawer closed again, like he can't stand to touch it.

"Trophies?" Jayce isn't sure where to look. His eyes flick from the drawer to Viktor's hand to his face. Maybe the drawer is kind of full. He never really thought about it until now. It never mattered until now.

"Trophies. From your conquests. Please do not insult both of us by making me explain further." Viktor moves forward to the correct drawer and bends again, starting to tug it open. The understanding dawns on Jayce and he leans on the door frame, one hand over his mouth.

"Oh my god, no. Those aren't–" Why can't he be a better liar, why does he have no sense of self-preservation, why doesn't he have a lock on that drawer? Jayce swallows and lowers his head. "Those are mine."

Viktor snorts and slams the second drawer closed, a pair of grey sleep pants in his hands. "Somehow that fabrication is more insulting than the other explanation."

"Yeah, well, it's the truth." Jayce shrugs and pitches his head back, staring at the ceiling as he feels his face getting uncomfortably warm. "If you're going to think I'm gross or weird or whatever, it should at least be for the right reason. I don't have conquests, I just have… stuff."

Viktor's still scowling when Jayce is finally able to make himself look at him, but there's a flicker of curiosity behind it that intensifies when they make eye contact. <i>God, please believe me.</i> Jayce tries to will it across the room, and while he doesn't believe in telepathy, something seems to work. "You just have a drawer filled with lingerie." It sounds like it should be a question but lands as a statement.

"Yeah. That I bought for me, that only I have ever worn if that's what you were worried about." Jayce laughs self-deprecatingly, running a hand through his hair. "So they're definitely not trophies. If anything they're, I dunno, what's the opposite of a trophy? Some kind of scarlet L?"

Whatever reply Viktor's formulating is cut off by the whistle of the kettle. Jayce swallows hard and turns away. "Just uh. Go ahead and get changed if you still want to. I'll get some tea ready." He pulls the door closed behind him shuffles toward the kitchen, scrubbing a hand over his face.

The worst part is none of what he said is even true. Yeah, the lingerie is his, but he doesn't feel like someone branded or gross when he thinks about it or puts it on. He's not sure what made him tell Viktor he did. Viktor's reaction certainly didn't make him want to act proud of it but it's always been something so private that he never considered how anyone else would react, and that meant things like pride or shame never factored in. It was just for him, like singing in the shower. Good or bad didn't apply.

Of course, now they do. Because now Viktor knows and he made it pretty clear he's unimpressed. Jayce dissolves an astonishing amount of sugar into Viktor's cup but pours the milk up in a second cup on the side. He might want the tea hotter, so he might take the milk later, but the sugar is always non-negotiable. After a moment, Jayce also reaches into the cabinet and gets down a travel mug in case Viktor's so put off he doesn't even want to stay. It doesn't seem out of the realm of possibility.

Sighing, he crosses back to his bedroom, knocking on the door frame. "Room service."

"I'm decent." Well, he still has a little humor left in him. That's got to be a good sign, right?

"I'd say you're a lot better than that." Jayce nudges the door open with his hip and steps in, finally looking up from his feet again.

Viktor is perched on the end of his bed, grey sleep pants and a white t-shirt replacing his Academy uniform. It's the most dressed down Jayce has ever seen him, but somehow it still suits him despite being predictably oversized. His brace leans against the corner of the bed. Unexpectedly, however, he's once again holding the bralette. Jayce thinks he might be sick.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 02/07/2025

yes YES MORE TEMPLAR APPRECIATION oh that's so perfect, he believes in magic and has seen what it can do but somehow ends up here anyway, Jaaaaaaaayce 😭

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 01/07/2025

i want to make it crystal clear that this is a direct and immediate result of getting comments on another fic a second fic has hit the archive, folks two in one DAY (i only have a chromebook so i can't make a fancy graphic but imagine one here) archiveofourown.org/works/67053748

a preview of a fanfic titled, "closer," by user aeducans

"All right, let me touch up your sideburns and you'll be fit for the public once again." Viktor brushes a little of Jayce's hair back from above his ear and pauses. Something is different from the last time he did this. He'd attributed Jayce's somewhat unkempt appearance today to being unshaven but no, there's something else, too. He sets the razor to the edge of Jayce's sideburn then looks down at him carefully. He's closed his eyes again, so Viktor cleans up the edge then leans in just a little, just the slightest amount because this is very certainly the weirdest thing he has ever done with Jayce and that's saying a lot…

And sniffs at his hair.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 15/06/2025

This week in unintentionally funny d&d shenanigans, DM keeps calling enemies crankers and saying they're cranking it bc they're reloading heavy crossbows but, well

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 09/06/2025

I had a feeling it was something in that vein from the writing but hnnnngh confirmation

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 29/05/2025

short and late #wipwednesday in which I attempt a new strategy I'm coming, "hurry up and get to the good stuff" (there is none of the good stuff in this bit but there are a couple lines I am very fond of)

After that came the first meeting with his now current roommate, Viktor. Possibly the most beautiful man Jayce had ever seen, and a study in the unexpected. Viktor, who was soft spoken but far from deferential. Who explained that the QR code was accessibility and ease of use for applicants. Who made Jayce recite his undergrad and graduate educational history before he even asked why he was looking for the room. Who insisted that if a choice had to be made in the event of a fire, he would choose his cat over his roommate every time not out of malice or misanthropy but because he expected his roommate to be wholly self-sufficient. (Who didn't ask why Jayce would bring up the possibility of a fire in the first place.) He knew exactly what he was looking for in a roommate and Jayce was convinced when he left the meeting that there was no way he met Viktor's standards. He certainly couldn't expect his current roommate to give him a very good reference, after all, but at least he had Cait to fall back on. Cait, who received a grateful text with way too many emojis when Viktor emailed him the next day to say the room was his if he still wanted it.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 26/05/2025

the minute you start crossing things over you can't stop and you end up crying on your bed on a sunday night thinking about broken timelines and who gets to see the end of them and why and what they leave there and what goes on without them and deeply obscure japanese stage songs end up on playlists

the lyrics to Towazugatari from Touken Ranbu Musical: Tokyo Kokoro Oboe, as translated from Japanese to English and shared by Riku (sohmariku on tumblr)

Even if no one's there, the earth remains down below.
Even if no one's there, the sky remains up high.
Even if no one's there, the wind will rage.
But if no one's there, no poems are written.
Even if no one's there, the sun will come and go.
Even if no one's there, time won't stop in its track.
If no one's there, let's go looking!
For a sign of life, for a trace of people.
Like a journal offering an account of emotions,
that landscape is engraved in my mind.
That scenery is committed to my memory.
The ultramarine sky.
The golden waves.
Swaying rice plants.
Crops.
Prayers.
Someone said: remember me.
Someone said: forget me.
It's unasked for, the song smoldering in our ears.
It's unasked for, the afterimage flickering behind our eyelids.
The crimson earth. The crisp darkness.
Those who died in obscurity.
Someone said, find me.
Someone said, hide me.
It's unasked for, the landscape engraved in our minds.
It's unasked for, the scenery committed to our memory.
It's unasked for, the names of those we cannot forget.
It's unasked for, the warmth of those we cannot forget.
It's unasked for, the words I wanted to hear.

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 22/05/2025

jumping past story stuff to get some clothes off......... eventually #wipwednesday

He's never heard that tone from him before. There's a purr in his voice, genuine curiosity curling around it but in a way that made it all dark and soft like smoke. He blinks a couple of times and tries to keep the butterflies in his stomach as still as he can. This is a normal roommate interaction, this might not mean anything. "Uh. Cleaning the oven?"

"I was unclear. Why are you doing what you are doing down there?"

The butterflies are out of their cocoons and slamming about wildly, moving from his stomach to his chest. Maybe Viktor just woke up and that's why his voice is so low like that. Maybe he's annoyed about the noise Jayce is making and that's why his tone is so deliciously patient, like he's trying to make a child explain themselves. "Because it needed to be done? You said the other day that you couldn't see how your pizza was doing so I figured cleaning the oven would help. I was also thinking, we could set up a camera that sees through the window so you don't have to bend down to look, you can just monitor it from your phone. Do you think that'd help?" Jayce knows he's rambling but he can't help it. The longer he talks, the less time Viktor will spend talking, and the less Jayce will have to think about how that talking makes him feel.

Unfortunately, the theory seems to backfire. "Jayce, you're rambling. Come out of there for a minute." He can tell Viktor has moved a little closer, which either doesn't bode well for him or bodes incredibly well, but he can still work this out. If he can perhaps just stay on his knees then the oven door will protect him. Maybe.

Regardless, Jayce does take his head out of the oven and looks slowly up at Viktor. He is, as usual, a vision, this time in a soft-looking t-shirt that's just the right shade of green to make his eyes glow gold like a cat's, and grey sweatpants because of course that's what he'd wear right now while Jayce is eye-level with his hips. There's the tiniest widening of his roommate's eyes when Jayce finally meets them. "I didn't know you wore glasses."

"Oh, yeah, once in a while." Jayce's hand moves to adjust them before remembering the thick rubber gloves he has on. "Since this cleaner can have pretty strong fumes, I didn't want them to get behind my contacts, so I swapped."

Viktor nods like he's filing this information away. "You are a man of surprises lately, Jayce. The beard, these glasses, getting on your knees just because of something I mentioned off-handedly…"

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 15/05/2025

me: i cannot wait to write this porn, i finally have something to share for wednesday also me: but first i need at least five thousand words of relationship build up or what are we even doing here anyway have jayce and viktor meeting in the eventual beard + choking on cock fic #wipwednesday

The gait lab turned out to be a bigger place than Jayce expected, but it wasn't hard to find Viktor. He was slouched in his desk chair, one leg perched on the edge and the other extended straight out before him. His attention was locked on a recording of a pair of legs alongside a set of readings Jayce couldn't follow. Once he leaned forward to make notes, then settled in again. Jayce waited for a moment to see if Viktor would acknowledge him but even when he cleared his throat the only recognition he got was a slight beckoning motion. "Sit, I am almost done."

Jayce grabbed a nearby stool and pulled it up alongside Viktor, peering with him at the screen. The readings were of force applied to joints, it seemed, with a focus on the hip. Beyond that, though, it was a mystery, so instead he redirected his attention to the man sitting beside him. Thick chestnut hair with a layer of blond underneath, clearly wavy and long enough to hang past his chin but for now held up with a thoroughly bitten pencil. A sharp nose, equally sharp cheekbones, but eyes that looked both tired and soft. The tips of some kind of tattoo showed above the collar of his shirt, geometric and dark, and while it was impossible to tell if they continued the entire way down the fact that the design matched what he saw on Viktor's right wrist and the back of his hand made it seem pretty likely.

"You are staring." Viktor's tone was conversational but with a hint of curiosity. His eyes never left his screen but Jayce still felt scrutinized.

"Ah, sorry. I just didn't realize engineering was big enough for there to be anyone I haven't seen at least once." That was a perfectly normal thing to say, right?

Viktor snorted softly. "While I hope you don't mean to make me feel invisible, I assure you our paths have crossed."

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 13/05/2025

😳 not untrue though, tell me I'm good and you like me 🥹

your result: praise kink, you did so well on this quiz ❤️

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 02/05/2025

They're not normal about each other, why should any of us be held to that expectation really?

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viktor's bleach supplier 🍄 @aeducans.bsky.social · 20/04/2025

jayce and arcane herald viktor, happy easter, this is as much bnnuy content as i can offer

A headline reads, "Tiny Rabbit is Obsessed with Giant Girlfriend Who's 4 Times His Size," a sub headline reads, "I think he knows she'll protect him," and a photo shows two brown rabbits, one ridiculously small and one monstrously large, both laying flat on their bellies

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