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@viktorblight
"In the pursuit of great, we failed to do goodโ"

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coffee talks and salted caramel
sometimes i give him fancy clothes ๐คท
Not posted much since i just moved, so have a date with Viktor ^-^
i am OBSESSED with this man

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i think any good yumeship should have dark themes on the occasion. i loce fluff, but i LOVE a good story more.
like... okay, commune herald, but he doesnโt connect me to the hivemind. says i'm here for other importance. says he needs me. im a sap, so i will begrudgingly be like "okay if you say so, purple version of my beloved". and then i start seeing and documenting everything that goes on in the commune. he allows this, always a careful eye on me and never lets me stray to far. seeing people i used to walk the streets with become thoughtless zombies with no real desires, i start to go crazy. open space and i start to feel cage. what was this all for? what's the end game? he tells me NOTHING. says not to cloud my mind with worry and to trust him. i say i do, but i don't. he knows i don't, reading my journal during the few hours i allow myself to sleep. then, i start testing him. acting just precarious enough with my life to see if he rushes to my side. in the end, he always does, a displeased look on his face but not all the way there; a show for me. i get more extreme. i find a cliff, not too far up, with running water. it's clearer than it was a year ago. i have my bella swan moment. and out of everyone, he dives in and grabs me himself. it feels like a show, like he doesn't mean it, but he's still here. and in my freezing cold mind, it means something. especially when he doesnโt let me go until i stop shivering.
anyways, ive been seeing too many twilight clips and listening to that cover mitski released even more. i want my weird relationship with viktor!!! its gonna be fucked up anyway, why not spin a fun angsty tale!
very bored at work. made some bullshittt
Sleepy Viktor to start the year โฅ
Hey so how do you feel about pro shippers?
I think youโre weird if you like glorifying stuff like siblingxsibling or childxadult thereโs a reason theyโre apart of my DNI list. I wouldnโt call myself an antishipper, I donโt like censorship and love that we have places like ao3 where everything is allowed, but maaaan I will block you if I see you calling yourself a proshipper. Sorry I just think youโre weird if you go around telling people that and it makes me question who you are as a person

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Viktor's honey eyes - 4/?
uses my evil sex mind control powers to make you come cuddle comfy in bed
๐๐ข๐ค๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ
๐๐ข๐ค๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฑ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ
โข๐๐๐ฆ! ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ, ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ข๐ญ (๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ข), ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค, ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฆ๐๐/๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ค๐ญ๐จ๐ซ, ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค, ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐/๐ง: ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐- ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ค๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ฒ
His hips slap against yours in a frantic, desperate rhythm, the weight of him pressing you into the mattress with every thrust. Viktorโs thin frame trembles above you, his arms braced on either side of your head, shaking from the effort of holding himself up. His damp curls cling to his forehead, sweat dripping from his temple onto your skin, but he doesnโt slow downโnot even for a second.
His breath is ragged, broken between whimpers and gasps as he buries himself inside you over and over again. The pace is wild, messy, almost frenzied, like heโs afraid youโll disappear if he stops even for a moment. He lets out a high, choked sob when your legs tighten around his waist, locking him in deeper, forcing him to grind against you with each thrust.
โPlease, please, pleaseโโ The word tumbles from his lips in a breathless chant, his voice cracking on every syllable. Heโs shaking so much, completely lost in it, his forehead pressing against yours as he whimpers, needy and overwhelmed.
โYouโre doing so good, baby,โ you murmur, reaching up to cup his flushed face. His skin is burning, his pupils blown wide, tears clinging to his lashes. โYouโre such a good boy for me.โ
Viktor keens at your words, his whole body shuddering violently. He gasps, rutting into you harder, his hips stuttering against yours. โMommyโโ His voice breaks completely, raw and pleading. โIโ I c-canโtโโ
โYou can,โ you soothe, threading your fingers through his damp curls, pulling him close. His breath stutters, his lips parting with a desperate moan as you cradle his face, pressing soft kisses along his jaw. โYouโre taking me so well. So deep. Youโre being so good for me.โ
His back arches, his hips slamming into you erratically as he lets out a wrecked, sobbing moan. โMommyโf-fuckโ!โ His voice is so thin, so desperate, it makes your chest ache. โToo much, too much, Iโโ
โShh, you can take it,โ you whisper, running your hands down his trembling back, feeling every ridge of his spine, every taut muscle trembling beneath his feverish skin. You squeeze his waist, guiding his frantic movements, keeping him buried inside you. โYouโre my good boy, arenโt you?โ
Viktor whimpers helplessly, nodding, his nails digging into the sheets beside your head. Heโs completely at your mercy, his mind drowning in the pleasure, his entire body wound so tightly you can feel him teetering on the edge.
โTell me, baby,โ you coax, tightening your legs around his waist. โWhoโs making you feel this good?โ
โYouโ!โ he sobs, burying his face in your neck, his voice breaking into something shattered and breathless. โYou, Mommyโoh, fuck, youโโ
His thrusts grow erratic, frenzied, his breath coming in ragged, desperate pants. Heโs trembling so badly now, his whole body rocking against you, pressing you deeper into the bed.
And thenโ
His hips stutter, his breath catching in his throat, and he comes with a long, wrecked cry, burying himself as deep as he can go. His whole body locks up, a strangled sob leaving his lips as he spills inside you, warmth flooding your core as he shakes apart in your arms.
He clings to you like youโre the only thing keeping him tethered to reality, his body collapsing against yours as he rides out the aftershocks, twitching and gasping with every pulse.
You hold him through it, stroking his hair, whispering soft praise against his temple. โThatโs it, baby. You did so well for me. Such a good boy.โ
Viktor shudders, pressing his face into your neck, his breath hitching. โD-donโtโdonโt stop saying that,โ he murmurs, voice thick with exhaustion, still trembling in your arms.
You smile, pressing a soft kiss to his damp curls. โI wonโt, baby,โ you promise, holding him close. โIโll take care of you.โ
And you do.
[screaming from a rooftop] I LOVE MY BEST FRIEND

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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless skyโs โthe theatrics of a sick girl.โ
[text id: this fragile attempt at metamorphosis / has left me stunted with a myriad of faces]
Viktor gently grabbing your hands, his eyes soft yet intense and slowly guiding your fingers around his thin throat, pressing your palms down. His face pink, eyes half lidded and hazy. "There. Good boy."