#✱ 𝗶𝗰. | meme reply. → science and progress.

[allpossibilities]

“ you're no victim. ”

“ i'm not, ” he agrees, his voice HARSH in response to the words. anger seems into r i d g e d muscles as he stands upon the bridge, looking out at the bay. his hands rest on the metal railing, fingers w r a p p e d tightly around it in effort to keep himself in check. “ but you have plenty, ” he argues, tuning a hard stare to the man beside him. “ men, women, CHILDREN ... all victims of shimmer and how it's ravaged the undercity. piltover may not be the right force to govern your people, but are you? ”

jayce shakes his head and looks back out to the water, searching the skyline for the answer to this haunting war. he willed there to be an easy solution. one that didn't come with any guilt, or haunting nightmares of children f a l l i n g hundreds of feet through the air. “ i'm not opposed to arguing for zaun, ” he says to the sea, “ my concern is what YOU plan on turning it into. ”

@saviourofzaun / marianas trench meme.

[allpossibilities]

spots to kiss + 50. a kiss on the knee. / ( on his bad leg ) from herald viktor

jayce shifts in discomfort, struggling slightly with the brace around his leg as he pulls it away. the brace, forged with scraps and desperation, it isn't exactly designed to come on and off. but he had't had time to make something more sustainable. after arriving back in his piltover, he'd come right here. plans in place, determination pumping through his veins ... only to find himself breaking another promise. he couldn't do it. even as he met unfamiliar eyes, he found himself seeing the gold he should. maybe it was wishful thinking, or delusion. but it stopped him in his tracks.

he hadn't managed much after that, s l u m p i n g against his hammer as he wills himself through the images that torment his mind. ultimately found himself here. where here was he, he isn't quite sure. he just knows there's somewhere to rest. even the thin mattress felt like a cloud compared to the rocky floor of the fissure. it had been several days now, but he remembered little of it. most of the hours passed filled with rest he'd needed. the encouraged washing away of the months of grime, and the few conversations he and viktor shared. they weren't a v o i d i n g each other by any means, merely not talking.

but now jayce lowers himself to the thin mattress for another night, wincing slightly. he doesn't look up to see viktor enter the room, but he knows it's him. they'd done little since he'd returned. everything feeling too different, loaded. but they'd lingered. now he focuses his attention his brace, unfastening with a slight wince. he pulls it away, lightly dropping it to the floor before turning quickly from where he knew his former partner stood. the shift is self-conscious, not caring for much attention on his bad leg. the rough scar along his knee, splatter of colors down his leg from the mutations of the anomaly. the way it was slightly slimmer than his right leg, losing well-earned muscle that he knew he'd n e v e r get back.

it wasn't judgement he feared, or even pity. it was the possibility of questions, of his time within the anomaly to be brought up in conversation. what he'd seen, what they risked in this place. it wasn't a conversation he wanted to have. and maybe there was some vanity influencing his shift away as he pulls his leg onto the thin mattress. he settles back, keeping himself somewhat upright as he slouches against the pillows. he only glances up as the other joins him. his gaze flits to the c u r i o u s metal hands along the skin of his left leg. hazel eyes follow the movements, only shifting to viktor's face as hands still. there's a slight furrow of his brow at the soft kiss to the scar on his knee, but his expression softens. as he meetings the other's gaze he jokes softly, “ all better. ”

@untales / spots to kiss meme.

[allpossibilities]

“ i know you think you're pretty clever with this plan to drink me under the table, but there's two problems ... you're not, & you can't . ”

jayce rolls his eyes and looks to her, expression exasperated as he holds his ... what was it ? fourth drink ? he wasn't quite sure, but it was around there. “ HA HA, ” he replies, each fake laugh is given it's time to breathe before he brings his drink to his lips and takes another drink. this time he d r a i n s it and sets it on the table. “ you do realize i have a LOT of weight on you, right ? believe it or not, i can hold my liquor, ” he adds, picking up the bottle the'd been using, only to realize it was e m p t y . he lifts it up to the light to look through the glass just to be sure there wasn't any left before he sighs.

“ i got next, ” jayce exhales with his sigh, shifting to the edge of the couch before standing up. right hand s n a p p i n g quickly towards the arm of the couch for support as he attempted to apply too much pressure too quickly on his bad leg. that was stupid. but he ignores it, hoping cait hadn't noticed before heading over to the bar cart off to the side of the room. setting down the empty bottle on the nearby table he f i d d l e s through the unopened bottles before grabbing one and walking back towards the couch.

he sets the bottle down on the coffee table and then pauses looking at the couch. looking back to caitlyn he asks, “ if i sit on the floor will you help me up? ” but before waiting for an answer, he's already grabbing a pillow off the couch and dropping it on the floor. with careful movements he brings himself to the floor as well, letting his good leg bend and fall flat to the ground while he puts his braced leg atop the pillow. he adjusts it for a moment before visibly relaxing at the more comfortable position. he then reaches for the fresh bottle and busies himself with pouring himself another drink.

@gaevaer / the mick meme.

[allpossibilities]

“ you take them off for me. ”

his lips pause against viktor's neck at the instruction, the curve of his smile pressed against his skin for a moment be he kisses his neck again. he trails kisses from his partner's neck to his shoulder, lips and teeth marking his path, as he he drops to his knees . lips lightly press against viktor's bare stomach, slightly tilting his face against him as his hands focus on ridding him of his pants. fingers effortlessly unfastening them, curling beneath the fabric to pull both garments down with an easy tug.

jayce's lips continue the trail to viktors hip, the tugging of skin between his teeth g e n t l e r as he helps his partner step out of his pants before tossing them to the side. he then looks up, nose grazing against the skin of his hip. “ now what, ” he asks, pupils blown, admiring. fingers lightly rake up the back of fair thighs, lightening the pressure as they graze over cheeks and finally resting on viktor's hips.

he pulls his head back, allowing himself to sit back, resting on the back of his calves. his gaze eager to see what would come next. breath w a r m , hovering before his partner's cock. his eyes shifting forward before looking back up, a silent ask for instruction. his own desire heating beneath his skin.

@hexcrsd / the enormity of my desires ( us/fw meme )

[allpossibilities]

[ cozy ] for our muses to fall asleep against each other.

“ what if we tried this sequence ... ” jayce asks, yawning as he turns the notebook between them to give viktor a better look. the pair had retired to the couch in their small lab to keep working into the night. or into the morning? jayce wasn't quite sure anymore. they didn't have a window, relegated to the smallest lab in the building in attempt to keep their research secret ... and away from people. for safety concerns.

when there's no response, he turns his head to look at his partner. his confusion is wiped from his face immediately, replaced by tender amusement. viktor's head is tilted back against the couch, finally dozed off. jayce sighs and flips his notebook shut and tosses it to the side. he supposed it was finally time to head home. jayce begins to stand until he f r e e z e s in place. the body beside his slouching against him slightly, viktor's head rolling from the couch to lean against his shoulder in his sleep.

jayce pauses, brows f u r r o w e d slightly, unsure what to do. he ultimately settles back against the couch, glancing to viktor without turning his head. he wonders if he should wake him up, offer to walk him home. but he knows better. his partner would be more likely to stay and keep working if he woke up, and he needed his rest. so instead, jayce settles, kicking his feet up on the coffee table and crossing them at the ankles as he slouches slightly into the couch. his height making it so the couch provided m i n i m a l neck support.

he crosses his arms over his chest and sighs as he closes his eyes. gradually the young scientist begins to fade out. his head droops slightly, eventually coming to rest his cheek against viktor's head as he falls into a comfortable sleep.

@alltimelines / christmas eve starters.

[allpossibilities]

“ you should come stay with me for the holidays. ”

“ oh, ” escapes jayce's lips before he can catch himself, give himself a moment to take in the offer. his brows f u r r o w slightly and he remains still, his hand still paused at the whiteboard, mid-sentence as he was writing a note on the board for his students. a reminder of the final assignments due for the end of the semester if they wanted it included in their final grades. “ i mean, i don't want to impose, ” he adds after a few too many seconds of silence, and he keeps his eyes on the board, finishing writing rather than turning to look.

over the course of the semester, he'd grown closer with most of the other professors of the department. but he'd be lying if he said he hadn't built a more genuine friendship with viktor. aside from the fact they had more similar interests, and that they taught similar courses, they just seemed to mesh well. they often had lunch together, or morning coffee. their offices were in the same unit, allowing for easy back and forth visits as desired. and jayce could admit that even though he was thrilled to have the semester come to an end, he'd been a little sad that he wouldn't see viktor.

adding insult to injury, his mom wasn't able to visit him this year. so he was prepared to spend the holidays alone. when answering the question of what he'd planned, he hadn't expected a counteroffer.

jayce finishes writing before caping the marker and turning around, looking to viktor and attempting to discern whether or not the offer was genuine. or if it was just a pity offer so he wasn't left alone in the small college town. “ i'm sure you want your two weeks of p e a c e before lesson planning kicks back in, ” he jokes, a smile tilting the corner of his lips.

@alltimelines / christmas eve starters.

[allpossibilities]

🍷 to go wine tasting with my muse.

jayce wouldn't consider himself much of a   wine drinker.   while he could enjoy a glass here or there, a wine tasting was pretty   low   on his list of ways to spend his evening. however, when his   favorite artist   asked him to accompany her,   who was he to say no?   he'd likely seemed a fraction too eager for someone whose wine knowledge didn't go past   red or white,   but he chose to believe she didn't notice. but his attempts to   play cool   rarely landed successfully.

he takes her extended hand and allows her to lead the way through the surprisingly   b u s y   wine bar. hazel eyes dropping to their wrapped hands and unable to help the slight   u p t u r n   of his lips as they make their way. when they reach the bar, their hands fall apart, but he still follows closely.        “    huh,    ”        he   huffs   thoughtfully, taking a look around at all the packed tables before meeting green eyes yet again.        “    you weren't kidding,  this place   is   popular  ...   i'm surprised i hadn't heard about it yet,    ”        he adds, although it wasn't   that   much of a surprise. after all, until he'd met   mel and viktor   he hadn't talk to that many people in town.   to busy to be neighborly.  but he was trying to put in a bit more effort now, and it was nice not being alone in it.

@med4rda     /     love is in the air meme.

[allpossibilities]

🍫    to   feed   my   muse   chocolates.

“    this is nice,    ”        he muses, eyes still on the ceiling as he lays on the floor of his apartment. arms bent behind his head, he   relaxes   into the blankets they'd used to pad the floor. their plans to get out of the city had been ruined by the rain, storm still raging outside. so they'd opted for an   indoor picnic,   and jayce had pulled out every blanket he owned to make the floor as   comfortable   as possible. more so for viktor than himself.

hazel eyes shift to viktor at the sound of   r u s t l i n g   plastic, noting the box of chocolates on viktor's lap. jayce moves his arms to his sides to prop himself up slightly on his elbows as he   peers   into the box. he maybe have been the one to pick out the chocolates, he hadn't tried any of them. even as the'd hand picked each flavor in the shop, he'd wanted it to be an   obvious   gift. not something he got for both of them. to his surprise, viktor holds one out to him. her   p e r k s   up slightly, shifting slightly so he can reach for it, only for his partner to pull it back.

jayce returns his arm to the floor beneath him to support himself, raising a brow as he starts to reply only for a finger beneath his chin to  tilt  his chin up. his expression turns surprised, curious even as viktor meets his gaze. hazel eyes follow as the chocolate is lowered, viktor leaning down slightly to feed him the chocolate. jayce opens his mouth to accept it, taking it into his mouth. he chews it slowly, still holding viktor's gaze. before the other can pull back, jayce lightly   grabs   the front of his shirt, tugging him down a little further to press a tender kiss against his lips.        “    thank you,    ”        he says softly before letting go of his shirt.

@mythlike  /    love is in the air meme.

[allpossibilities]

11. on a rug in front of a fireplace

between the warmth of the fire and their heated skin, he felt ablaze. a pleasant, burning heat across bare skin as lips hungrily move along viktor's neck. hips following an even rhythm as their bodies rock together, with concerted effort. yearning to move faster, d e e p e r , focuses on each thrust, the taste of sweat glazed skin beneath his mouth.

he wanted to save the moment, the time they had together. if seemed as though they rarely had time together these days, or at least alone. between work, the council, social obligations, it felt as though they were always missing each other. it limited their time, and this evening, jayce's only plan was to be buried in viktor for as long as they could last.

lips move from neck to tender skin beneath viktor's ear, to his jaw, back to an open mouth kiss as he presses his hips closer. a low moan passing between desperate kisses he begins to move a bit faster. “ is this good ? ” he questions between kisses, moving his lips back to his jaw. light tugging of skin between his teeth as he moves back to the crook of his partner's neck.

@hexcrsd / sugar & spice

[allpossibilities]

[ dominance ]   senders muse taking the lead and dominating receiver.   +   [ praise ]   senders muse praising receivers in bed.

the greenhouse   had easily become his favorite place in the commune. the humid air, the lush greenery, bright flowers,   all  things  forgotten   when lips were on his. metal hands in his hair, on his bare chest, pushing him onto his back, the blankets beneath them providing   s o m e   comfort. but there was   no complaint   in sight as jayce kisses viktor back, a hand behind his neck to hold him closer. the last thing on his mind being the   mild   discomfort he could probably expect later. his hands move to viktor’s hip, then attempting to   slip   them beneath the blanket turned robe until they are   slapped away.

with a command to   keep  his  hands  to  himself   he’d found himself splayed over the blanket, finger deep within him as he clenches his jaw in attempt to   withhold   his moan. a groan of a cuss passes his lips as his back   arches   unit he the touch. the   s t r i c t   instructions being the only thing stopping him from pressing down against the hand. his hips remained tipped back, dick   smearing   pre across humidity slick flesh as one finger switches to   two   and move within him. the sensation still felt new, a   rare   occurrence between them in the past but seemingly   F A R   more frequently now. and jayce is wasn’t about to complain. instead a whine making it past   clenched   teeth as metal curls within him.

the praise breathed intro the   heated   air between them inspires another moan, knees spreading farther in attempt to let viktor in   further   without pressing against him, without breaking the rules.        “    fuck,    ”        he cusses before sitting up just enough to catch viktor's lips in a kiss, hand in his hair to try and   pull   him back down with him. an   urgency   in the kiss, tongue   desperate   as he tries to convey just how much he wants him. his mind is far from his own in the moment, no space to question if   t h i s   kind of touching would get him pushed back too. he'd take the push back for even just a few moments of   tasting   his partner on his tongue.        “    keep going,    ”        he breathes against viktor's lips,        “    i need you.    ”

@silklies / usfw muse reaction prompts.

[allpossibilities]

[ SHAVE ] : sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can carefully shave the last of the receiver's stubble from their face. (  post season 2  )

 jayce tilts his head back, following the   guiding fingers a  long his jaw as the razor is carefully moved across his skin. this shave had been   a process,   and one he likely would have further avoided if he hadn't had the   extra  set  of  hands.   with the heavy outgrowth of his beard, it had been a while. long enough that he'd drug a chair into the bathroom to take some weight off his leg while viktor worked. now the majority of his beard was   gone,   and his partner was just cleaning it up. a fully clean shave that he hadn't had since ... well, since   the bombing.   as quickly as the thought comes on, jayce brushes it away and instead looks to viktor's face. his lips   quirk   in a slight smile, amused at the look of   concentration   on face.

“    you’re   cute   when you’re   so  focused,    ”        he says, his voice teasing, which was a little   bold   considering the circumstances. but he trusted  viktor to be careful regardless. so he doesn’t stop himself from reaching for the other’s hips to   pull him closer,   only earning a swat away as the blade moves against his throat. despite the   s w a t   against his hands, as his face is turned to his legs are pressed together before they’re easily   straddled.   viktor moving to his lap to get an even closer shave.

a breathy laugh passes his lips, brows raised as he side eyes his partner now even   closer   to his face. he knows it can’t be very helpful for him to be   s m i l i n g,   but he can’t wipe it from his face as he keeps his eye on viktor.        “    are you sure you’re   close  enough ?    ”        he teases as his fights the impulse to just wrap his arms around viktor and hold him close.

@hexcrsd  /   meme that i lost.

[allpossibilities]

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

he didn't know how he'd ended up here. siting on the edge of the the desk, fingers curled into the fabric of silco's shirt, vest already unbuttoned with desperate fingers. their lips locked in a hungry kiss, eagerly pulling him closer between his legs. he'd come down to the undercity with a real update this time, progress but not quite a success. their work was near completion, but the council was dragging their feet on the plan for installation. jayce was still confident he would make it happen. maybe that confidence was what brought this on, maybe it was the promise of what was to come. or maybe it was meant to encourage him to try harder. remind him what happens when he brings the other good news.

regardless of the reason, jayce isn't going to waste the opportunity. lifting his other hand from the edge of the desk he laces his fingers through dark hair, pulling silco's face closer to deepen the kiss. a hungry CLASH of lips and tongue, desperation pumping through his veins as he pulls him impossibly closer. he isn't sure what possesses him, but he finds himself slipping his across the others lip before pulling it between his teeth. sharp canines lightly dragging across tender skin. between the desire pooling in him and the pressure of the body against his own his self control wavers. biting down a bit too hard he tastes a   coppery  tang ,   his brows pull together but he merely kisses him again.       “    sorry,    ”      his a breath against parted lips before he kisses him again, a slip of a tongue over the surface wound before deepening the kiss.

@thceye      /       kiss and tell meme.

[allpossibilities]

sender brushes a strand of hair from receiver’s face.

jayce found himself at the end of a couch, arm atop the end as he leans against it. a book rests on his lap, an   attempt   to focus on something beside his   racing thoughts.   the events of the day had been unsettling at best, and he didn't care to think about it now that it was out of his hands. instead he'd found a   distraction   in another for a while, but now with the him   asleep,   jayce was left to his own devices yet again. he'd found his discarded pants and headed to the lounge.

brows pull together slightly in   concentration   as he reads, his own   curiosity   in the pages pulling in his attention well enough. he nearly doesn't notice the dip in the couch beside him, only looking up as he feels light fingers   b r u s h   back his hair.       “    hey,    ”     he greets softly, mildly surprised,        “    you're  awake.    ”        he slips a sheet of notes between the pages of the book to mark his place before shutting it and lightly   tossing   the book onto the table before him.        “    did  you  need  something?    ”       he questions, unsure of what drew miguel out of the bedroom.  more blankets,  a glass of water,  another round.

@silklies       /       valentine's week prompts.

[allpossibilities]

💓   to   go   on   a   romantic   outing   with   my   muse.

“    shh⸻she'll hear you !    ”         jayce laughs, a halfhearted finger to his lips. the hallway is dark, lit only by the screens of their phones as they try to make it across the house without walking up his mom. there's something so   juvinille   about it, and while that's to be expected for two 18 year olds. however, he liked to think he was more   mature   than that. yet here they were, rushing as quickly down the hall as they can manage to his room.

with a last look down the hall jayce shuts the door behind them, briefly   slumping   against it in relief before he immediately makes a beeline for the window.       “    okay i   promise   it's worth it,    ”        he says, resuming his former argument from when viktor had verse arrived. they'd meant to go on a   real date   tonight  ( one that jayce was supposed to plan ) ,  but then he'd heard about the comet.   and what was more romantic than a comet?   additionally, it gave him the perfect opportunity to show him the most romantic view in his house.

jayce opens the window before opening it all the way and without a word, hopping out onto the roof. then bending down he offers his hand.       “    there's basically no slope on this thing,   it's perfect for looking at the stars,    ”        he says, eyes bright in the moonlight as he waits   expectantly.   behind him on the roof he'd already set up a blanket, some pillows in case viktor's leg or hip hurt at all. he brought vikor's favorite snacks, a bottle of liquor from his mom's stash, and of course the telescope was set up.   although,   they were supposed to be able to see it with the naked eye.

@boysofprogress    /       love is in the air meme.

[allpossibilities]

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

jayce is on his knees between the enforcer's thighs, eagerly taking advantage of one of their rare moments alone. while there were few times they weren't at least close these days, they were never alone. or in a situation do anything at all. so when the opportunity presented itself, he'd taken it. asking for leon to come to the study near his lab, passing along enough information to make it sound legitimate. and that it did. now, with the door locked, jayce kneels between thighs.

leon f i l l s his mouth, tongue and lips working him with bobbing rhythm to coax him closer to the edge. hazel eyes are closed as he focuses on the dick in his mouth, m o a n i n g around it. he feels fingers curl in his hair and nearly whines as they pull. heavy lids lift as he drags his tongue along the bottom of leon's shaft, pulling his mouth back and looking up to meet leon's gaze.

he loved to see leon like this. relaxed, uniform ruffled, a light sheen of sweat on his face. jayce slips one of his hands from the other's thigh and merely slides it up his chest, fingers c u r l i n g in the fabric of the enforcer's uniform. bunching the fabric before he can slip hand beneath the fabric to feel the s l i c k skin of his stomach, then chest. while still holding the other's gaze, he returns the way he came. tongue licking along his dick as he takes him deeper into his mouth, bringing him to hit the back of his throat, groaning at the contact.

@bi0kill / nf/sw reaction prompts.

[allpossibilities]

“ i like it when you lose control, when i can feel how desperately you need me. ”

hands desperately claw at clothes, popping buttons off his partner's shirt, a hungry kiss his only response. hands turn gentle, but firm as the move over pale skin, pushing him against the door of the bathroom. his breathing his already h e a v y , his pants already impossibly tight.

at another time he may have worried that the latter fact had been obvious as he'd made his excuse to slip away. that others noticed the hitches in his breath at the table. the use of a cane to pull his pants away enough that slender fingers could slip between the fabric of his pants and underwear. digits g r a z i n g of over him, a knowing slight of hand that only cane with hours, days, of memorizing each other's desires.

just as quickly, the hand abandoned him half hard at a table full of their colleagues. and when jayce glanced to viktor, his partner merely met his gaze, a smile on his lips that almost brought him to his k n e e s immediately. but instead he'd made an excuse and rushed off only the light tough on viktor's shoulder his plea to join him.

but now jayce hungrily kisses him, holding him against door only to turn him around. lips move the pale skin of his partner's neck as he PINS him to the back of the door with his body, hand still on viktor's stomach pulling him against him as he r o l l s his hips against him. needing him to know how true his words were. “ i need you so bad, ” he whines against viktor's neck, hands already moving to unfasten the other's pants and then his one. only pulling clothing away enough for access. impatience and desperation driving every move, r o l l i n g his hips forward, needing viktor to feel what he'd done to him.

as he drops his forehead to the other's shoulder, taking himself in his hand to guide himself to viktor's entrance. a kiss against a pale shoulder and then he trail back up viktor's neck only pausing at his ear. his breath hot against his partners ear as he speaks, only then pressing into him, “ i need you, baby, ”

@silklies / sugar & spice meme.