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"It's Viktor Donoshortenmyname."
+ extra part for comfort
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Slowly trying to draw them kissing
A drawing of Jayce that would be much better in digital form
And a possible TADC oc
#sketches#jayvik#arcane#jayce x viktor#jayce talis#tadc#tadc oc#the amazing digital circus#tadc fanart
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I find the ragatha discourse SO infuriating
I know toxic positivity can be incredibly irksome for some people but I find it so weird those same people are complaining when she shows complexity???
A character being complex doesn’t excuse behavior it *explains* it!! TADC is a character driven show. All the characters are supposed to have layers. Each episode is going to peel back layer after layer.
That’s what we’re seeing
Ragatha is an incredibly interesting character! The way her trauma and abuse from her mother reflects into her every action.
She’s a people pleaser and never really had a chance to fully heal from her emotional and possibly physical abuse from her mother.
I found it interesting her response to pomni when she snapped at Jax, I personally don’t think pomni meant ragatha was in the wrong I think she meant that the situation was escalating, ragatha went (externally) from 0 to 100, immediately shouting and going straight for insults. This isn’t surprising at all, but it does make sense pomni would respond the way she did. She specifically said “calm down” not necessarily incriminating or blaming ragatha, just that maybe the yelling is going to escalate stuff, but ragatha took it to mean “I lied and you’re not actually allowed to express your feelings” and instead of defending herself she quickly backed down and packed herself back up neat and tidy; a trauma response.
I am curious to Jax’s response to ragatha sharing her history, makes me wonder if he had similar experiences, or maybe his friend Ribbit did.
Jax and ragatha are two sides of the same coin
Ragatha fawns, she’s constantly reading the people around her and feels a compulsion to be actively helpful, even if its end result is the opposite of intention. She also copes through denial “everything is fine everyone is ok we’re all happy, I’m fine.” Resulting in the disingenuous appearance.
Jax fights, he’s apathetic, detached and avoids delving into emotions of any true depth. He’s afraid of forming bonds so he pushes people away, even goes out of his way to be harmful. Some of this is likely from loosing Ribbit; his “none of this is real why act like it matters?” Approach definitely comes from that and all the others that he’s seen abstract. However his detached sarcastic personality likely originates from before the circus. He’s afraid of vulnerability. Perhaps he was never in a safe environment to show it, or never learned how to, was never given space and permission.
They both wear a mask, they’re both afraid of something, ragatha it’s loosing people, rejection. For Jax? We don’t know, loosing people? Being used? Being hurt? maybe even he doesn’t know. It’s become instinctive. He only lets his mask down around people he trusts or when he’s alone, it’s his safety. He escapes back into it after he feels like he’s let too much slip to pomni
#tadc episode five#jax tadc#tadc thoughts#cw fictional abuse#cw abuse mention#tadc ragatha#the amazing digital circus#ragatha tadc
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Yk it’s funny but I really think Jayvik has fundamentally changed me, how I think about things, how I see media, relationships, intimacy. Not only in what I want but how I feel about and consume other portrayals of relationships.
By Jayvik I don’t just mean in cannon but also all the fan works all the community
I don’t have words for how amazing it is to exist in a time and place that arcane and Jayvik does
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squish the viktor between the couch and the jayce for maximum brain reset
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the line is covered in jellyfish (CHAPTER 9) ship: jayce/viktor summary: Jayce and Viktor survive the Arcane, a blizzard, and the silence between them. Slowly, they put themselves back together—piece by stubborn piece. word count: 100k (9/11) teaser: When Viktor finally asks why Jayce stayed behind inside the Anomaly with him, Jayce stares at him as though he’s supremely disappointed by the question— as if Viktor has betrayed his own brilliance by asking something so irredeemably stupid. “How could I not? We’re partners.”
Partners, Jayce calls them. Not for the first time, Viktor wonders: Partners in what? New Chapter - Read from the beginning
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I love happy jayvik fics. I can do some angst, as long as I know I’m getting happiness later though. Viktor suffered too much in canon. I’m tired.
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joining the war on kids reading any book they want on the side of kids reading any book they want. simply you will be fine. it's even good to be confronted with things you don't understand and even find upsetting, uncomfortable and difficult. it's a surprise tool that will help you later.
#agreed#although 8 year old me#really didn’t fair better reading about a dogs heart exploding#but in general#yes
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How to shut up your boyfriend
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Viktor from my Jayvik meet-cute grad school students AU that I’ll never do anything with except draw them sometimes. This is how Jayce sees Viktor around the time they first meet.
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Trying to get used to the idea that viktor becomes the machine herald 💀 do so in style plz Vik
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I feel bad every time someone likes this bc I literally have no fucking clue how to write the second part 😭 I’ve tried I swear
Under the Layers p1
Caitlyn x Vi x neutral!reader (y/n)
Mixed pov
Cw; light smut, polyamory (?), x reader, light mention of y/n s*xual history
Tw: implied active selfh4rm, discussion of SH.
Summary: Cait, vi, and y/n try to have sex for the first time all together, but something is wrong, y/n changes their mind right before they take off their clothes ; Cait and vi are concerned and worried they messed up somewhere .
Your breath comes hot and quick, the room is dim and the bed is neatly done, soon to be undone.
Just like you, you've yet to have done anything with Cait or Vi yet, and you had only a few previous tame experiences before them.
Nonetheless the thrill you feel warms your chest and buzzes through you as Caitlyn shoves you down back into Vi’s arms. You three are stacked, Vi on bottom, half sitting up, leaning back against some pillows. You in between and cait on top.
It’s all a comfortable heated blur, entangled in eachothers bodies, slowly removing pieces of clothing, slipping your hands under caits shirt as she reaches over you to undress Vi.
Skin on skin, soft murmers, teasing, it’s all wonderful, and then it hits you.
You’re the only one left with clothes on, sure it’s just a shirt and some sleeping pants and you know they’ll be removed but just as Caitlyn slips her hands up under your pants, aiming for your thighs, a stinging pain reminds you of why you’ve been hesitant and now they’re seconds from finding out.
It’s not that you don’t trust them, you do, but you just have gone so long and don’t really want them to worry or bother you over it.
Your already fast heart beat races faster, thrumming in your ears, and you can’t, you just can’t, you’re not ready to explain. Caitlyn’s fingers are about to find the fresh cuts-
instinct takes over, and as Vi is about to pull down at your waistband, you bite down on her arm.
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Vi was so excited, her beautiful lovers were finally all going to have sex together, they’d agreed to have y/n be in the middle for the first time.
It had been going so well and Vi was practically salivating as she went to pull off y/ns clothes.
Vi: “OW!”
Y/N had bitten Vi’s arm, not in a soft loving way, no, it was sharp and quick, almost drawing blood, like one would do in a fight.
Vi yanks back as much as she can in the awkward position, all three do actually, Cait freezes before pulling back and Y/N leans away to the side, looking just as startled as Vi feels.
Cait looks at the bite on Vi’s arm and then at Y/N, she opens her mouth, but Y/N has pulled away and curled up, breathing hard.
Vi: “Cait-“
Vi warns softly, clearly something upset Y/N, Cait getting irritated was not going to help. Caitlyn softens after a moment. As they all catch their breath Vi leans towards Y/N.
Vi: “Y/N, are you alright?”
They nod, sniffling slightly.
Y/N: “I’m sorry- I’m sorry I don’t know what-..”
Vi: “Hey.. hey, cookie, it’s okay.”
She rubs Y/N’s shoulder softly.
Vi doesn’t understand what happened, everything was fine, wasn’t it? Had they accidentally pressured Y/N? Was she just overwhelmed? Maybe she doesn’t like the positioning- or maybe-
Cait: “Y/N, if you’re not.. If you’d like to start slower or- if- you can tell us if you’re not comfortable with something-“
She voices some of Vi’s swirling concerns.
Y/N: “No it’s- I guess- I uhm, I don’t know- I-“
Y/N takes a breath.
Y/N: “I guess I just felt trapped or something I don’t know- fight or flight you know?”
Y/N tries to laugh, shrugging slightly.
Vi really wants to believe that, she really wants to, it makes logical sense; being pressed between two people could theoretically trigger a fear response but something about the way their eyes flick around and the way they say it makes it seem like a lie, a cover, but a cover for what?
Vi glances to catch Caitlyn’s eye, hoping maybe she’d put the puzzle together but she just looks guilt-ridden and confused.
Vi only ever saw expressions like that on Caits face in dim lighting, like it opens up the shell that Caitlyn so vigorously keeps.
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Caitlyn feels Vi gently squeeze her hand, she’s trying to keep her breathing calm.
Cait: “Y/N can we do anything for you? Do you need some water? Or uhm- we can sleep on the couch- or-..”
Y/N: “No, no - Cait it’s really fine, If you don’t mind, I’d like to just go to sleep, together. I understand if you need to take care of things first-“
Caitlyn knows she should be able to comfort y/n, knows it’ll appear wrong if she leaves, but her mind is racing and she can’t settle herself in this room in the dark with her partners. She needs out.
Cait: “I’m g’nna shower.”
She mutters, pats y/ns head, and leaves before either can respond.
Cait starts the water, the steam helps some, slows her mind.
As she washes her hair the scene replays over and over. What happened in those few seconds?
First she tests the given reason, it’s possible, but nothing prior to the moment had indicated stress or stiffness.
Y/n didn’t even really seem scared, just.. ashamed? Nervous? Like someone desperately holding onto a needed key, or a secret that’s already half slipped.
Y/N likes building and crafting, the memory of helping them organize their supply of embroidery threads bubbles up for some reason; Caits mind often works like this, fitting pieces together before she even fully comprehends; she’d gotten a slice on her finger that day, but never found what had given it to her. It had to have been in the threads though.
Last week, she’d found their first aid box replenished, but she was sure she hadn’t done that, figured it was Vi. Maybe it wasn’t?
The concept presses on the edges of her thoughts, she doesn’t want to consider it, tries to reanalyze over and over, loses track of time, only woken from her thoughts by the water turning cold.
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Vi pulls y/n into her arms, spooning around them. Y/n nestles into Vis arms, their breath soft and warm on Vi’s shoulder
Y/N: “ ‘s Cait mad at me?” Y/n’s voice is so quiet.
Vi: “No lovely, I think it was just a bit of emotional whiplash.”
Y/N: “Oh..” They yawns softly. “I’m sorry.” They whisper, falling into the first layers of sleep.
Vi knows Cait isn’t mad, but Vi wishes she hadn’t left.
After a while Caitlyn curls up in bed behind Vi, rubbing Vi’s back with her delicate fingers.
Vi lets out a murmur of acknowledgment. She can feel Caits tension; she wants to talk about it, but it’s late and Vi is half asleep and they should really be coherent for the conversation.
“Tomorrow.” Vi whispers, Cait sighs against the nape of her neck and nods.
Vi gives in to sleep in the arms of her partners.
Sorry for any bad grammar or awkward formatting, I’ve never really done an x reader before. Hope it’s not too bad, this is a part 1/2 I think.
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