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Peter Solarz
art blog(derogatory)

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styofa doing anything
we're not kids anymore.

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if i look back, i am lost
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macklin celebrini has autism

Kiana Khansmith
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@whizzerbeggs
"i would write but i dont wanna be hit with the Ao3 cUrSe"
well what about the ao3 blessing huh? what did you think about that
I just have a sort of “Lust” for Minecraft instead of jerking it
yeah okay slightly smutty vikjayce oneshot in the works
posting an oc oneshot on ao3😓
Fic recs!!
verity by arenathesia
You’re Here for Hextech, Right…? by DayDooodles
Lost in Translation by burningsun
kinda like it that way by fujomenace
heaven’s when you look at me by bitethehands
Day 6 - Power/Whump by tigerchristabel
One Final Fall From Grace (Day 1 Jayvik Gothic and Horror Week) by tigerchristabel
liquid smooth by fiveblessings
Sanguine by Corkyno
in the way by scrnff_y
Amaranthine by burningsun
Mind Over Malady by burningsun
beneath the eaves and i could hear the light by lemonlimed
the body breaks open like a river by arenathesia
These are all Jayvik fics!! Give love to the fics/authors!! And again heed the tags don’t like don’t read!!
not now kitten. daddy's realizing that the scene he invested 1000 words into could be significantly improved but only if he started over from scratch
bloodied kisses…..kissing while dripping blood from lips and noses…..saliva mixed with bitter iron and tears…..pain throbbing throughout your face, your lips, your nose, your tongue, while they tangle together and get lost in the other……opening your eyes to see they’re just as messy as you are—leaving your mark on them, claiming them—before your vision goes blurry, whether from the overwhelming pain leading to nausea, or tears….
do you pass out in their arms? pray that they will keep you safe? or do you try to get away beforehand?
blind trust towards the one who hurt you. but you both love it.
Viktor hums thoughtfully as he scribbles in the last few numbers, finished already. “Well, in all seriousness, you’d probably be able to get away with it. I think things tend to be more fixable than they might seem, for you. Man of progress, et cetera.”
“I don't know about that,” says Jayce, looks to where his feet, his ratty blue socks, are pressed into warm, uncomplaining metal. “Maybe.”
Another one for Sandpaper and Honey. Woof
Addicted to draw Jayce w random thrift shop t-shirts. All the money needs to go to Glorious Ovulation or some shit.
Also trying painting in-lines, but letting the outer ones mark the shapes better. Hmmm
thinking thoughts
inspired by scene from Sandpaper and Honey (by oxalic_acid) which has been living rent free in my head for a month. more to come...
trying to use this moment where im very normal to force myself into study and try new kinda ways to draw, so expect weird incoherent art styles.
me and the bad bitch i pulled up by being autistic
another art for Sandpaper and Honey by oxalic_acid which has rented an entire appartment complex in my brain. go read it NOW!!!!
For as much as I love Arcane, I really haven't made any fanarts about it or about my OTP. I should remedy that...
Anyways, some silly doodles about a few of the Jayvik fanfics I've read. Some are more obvious than others, but ah well, I'll see what the guesses are! EDIT : pretty uncouth of me not to do proper recs(in my defense, my thumbnail doodles do these fics a disservice), time to fix that. ↓
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
YOU 🫵 want to read my 30k amaranthine-centric vikjayce fic about how a situationship can ruin the lives of multiple generations
i was born in the right generation—i live my crippling caffeine addiction and shitty poetry