#I love this jayce is so cute UGH!!!!!!!!!!!

[unluckiestmember]

YAY, YOU'RE BACK TO WRITING FOR ARCANE. How would the arcane characters react (mainly vi, ekko, and jinx because i would marry, marry, and marry them all!!) to a reader who is sooo affectionate and finds every last thing they do so cute they get cuteness aggression and just jump at them like a cuddle bug often? thank you so much!!

Coming right up!

Arcane x Cuddle Bug! Reader

Characters: Powder/Jinx, Violet "Vi", Ekko, Caitlyn Kiramman, Viktor, Jayce Talis, Mel Medarda, Sevika and Ran.

Warning: None really. SFW.

A/N: Am I the only one who wants to snuggle into Caitlyn? Ugh, I love her so much.

Powder/Jinx

“Oh! Hey there, sugar! You want to cuddle? Don’t have to ask me twice! I’ll cuddle you so much that you get tired of me! But you’d never get tired of me, right?”

Jinx is a super clingy person, so for you to be as clingy as her it’s like you two are a match made in heaven. There’s barely any time that passes when you two are not touching each other and she lives for your cuddles. It doesn’t matter if you hug her out of nowhere or she sees you about to embrace her, she is stopping everything she is doing and pulling you into the tightest of hugs.

Most of the time if she isn’t causing mayhem in the streets of Zaun or busy with her inventions, she will spend her time just holding you so close and showering your face with the cutest but most childish of kisses. She doesn’t care if it’s in private or public, she will make it known that you two can’t keep your hands off each other. You are her cuddlebug and she is yours and that won’t ever change.

Violet “Vi”

“Woah there, cuddle bug! You’re gonna make me screw up my workout… Oh forget it. How can I say no to you?”

Because Violet is absolutely touch starved, she will never decline your cuddles, even if you take her by surprise a few times with how you hug her so suddenly. She finds it adorable how you fangirl around her and find everything she does to be awesome or cute. Granted she does wish you’d call her hot or sexy, but knows that isn’t really in tune with your personality.

Regardless, she tries to make sure you know how adorable you are, always telling you while you two are cuddled up together how lucky she is to have you and how you are so adorable. Even when you visit her at work, she’ll try to drop everything and have you run into her arms to pick you up. And every time she’s got time off work or is coming back from a job, she’s automatically looking for you so she could hook you in her arms and never let go.

Ekko

“Y/N, haha! You know we gotta keep this private, babe- The kids are gonna pounce on us any second now!”

Does Ekko love hugging you? Absolutely. The warmth of your arms around his body makes him stop everything he’s doing and just hug you while calling you his firelight or firefly. Unless he’s calling you an angel or lovebug, which never fails to make Scar either look at you two in awe or roll their eyes in mock annoyance. Unfortunately, Ekko does try his best to make sure you two don’t get super affectionate around the children, especially when it comes to hugs.

Why? Because as soon as you hug him, the children find this as an invitation to gather around him and have him nearly die under a cuteness overload of a group hug. It’s nice as a once in a while occurrence, but all the time? Maybe not. Outside of the reactions you two garnish and even the teasing of you being the firelight king/queen, Ekko lives for your cuddlebug energy, wanting to be in your arms after a long day’s work. It’s always the best way to end the night… 

Caitlyn Kiramman

“And that’s why if I am able to block this end of the road, I’ll- Oh!... Oh come here, sweetheart. If you wanted to cuddle so badly, you could’ve asked.”

Caitlyn has always been someone who was more subtle with her love, pulling you into brief kisses, cupping your cheek and holding you by your waist. She usually leaves the more out there gestures like hugging and cuddling for you to initiate. But when you do? It might be harder for you to get her off of you instead of the other way around. It can be at work, in her home, outside of work or at an event. As soon as she feels your arms wrap around her slender body, she’s stopping for a second to hold you back and kiss your forehead.

She will continue working if you interrupt her during a briefing or in the middle of cracking a case, but the entire time, she will have at least one arm around your body and make sure you are comfortable. Her comrades tease her about it and she’ll scowl a bit, but she doesn’t care. As far as she can tell, she’s extremely lucky to have you as a lover.

Viktor

“Ah! Oh, it is just you, zolotse. Remember, you have to warn me of these cute little hugs of yours.”

At first, Viktor wasn’t used to your physical affection and how you were in awe of everything he did. He actually thought you were mocking him at first or being silly. But after a while, especially when the two of you became a couple, he grew accustomed to your affections. He does get a bit startled when you hug him out of nowhere and he does have moments where you cheering him on does make him a bit bashful, but he enjoys your sweet gestures regardless.

He does find it difficult to be as outgoing with his love for you as you are with him, but he does try his best to make you realize he loves you, especially in the form of quality time and calling you by sweet pet names bound to make you blush. Viktor has a tendency to pass out from working too hard and waking up in your arms. And though he’d never say it out loud, you know based on the way he snuggles into you, he adores it and adores you.

Jayce Talis

“I know what you want and I want it too- So bring it in! I’ve waited all day to be in your arms!”

Because Jayce is always out at work, it’s kind of hard for you two to be around one another all the time. That’s why when he does reunite with you after hours or you two can be together on days off, he’s spending the majority of his free time with you or wrapped around you. He sort of craves for your praise and compliments as much as he craves your cuddles.

Many would compare the councilman to a needy dog wanting his owner’s undivided attention and he definitely gets that through you. Though he may try to act all cool or play coy, everyone knows that you mean so much to him and that he becomes putty around you. Even if they don’t, you’re not afraid to say it aloud. Just make sure Jayce isn’t around or that man will become redder than a beet.

Mel Medarda

“What’s wrong?... I know that look. You want to- Ah! Well looks like you beat me to the punch, darling. How about we take this to the bed, hmm?”

Mel wasn’t really given physical affection when she was younger. She was more someone who preferred verbal affection with words of affirmation. So when it came to you and how affectionate you are, she found herself adapting and loving physical affection as much as telling you how much she loved you.

Your cuddles and sweet gestures are her personal heaven she loves returning to after a long day’s work, especially if she can spend an evening with you platonically in your shared bed. In your arms, she feels she can air out anything that’s bothering her or interests her, especially when you admit how cute it is when she does. Though this kind of intimate affection is delegated to private quarters, anyone can know from the way Mel speaks of you outside of home and at events that you mean so much to her.

Sevika

“Yeah! So then I was like screw you, I can do whatever- Hold on. Uh, Y/N. I thought we agreed to not do this at work?”

Sevika is considered the Right Hand of Zaun, a woman who is feared if not respected by her peers. And she’d like to keep it that way. Which means that while you two are at work, she prefers it if you don’t cuddle her around co-workers and give them something to tease her about. You two can only flirt and kiss and even then, it has to be sexy…

But alone, when both of you are away from the public eye, Sevika is at your beck and call wishing for nothing else but to hear your sweet praises and melt into your arms and touch. Expect her to call you the cutest thing ever and tease you on occasion, but afterwards she’s basically a big needy cat, or as she prefers to be called, a panther. It’s moments like these where you can really consider yourself lucky to see a raw side of Sevika. And it was only preserved for you.

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[cosmicporos]

What Arcane characters would gift you for Christmas!

Jinx, Vi, Ekko, Viktor, Jayce

(Semi crack Drabble… sorry for going super long with Viktor’s and Jayce’s HCs. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH)

(Jayce is Hispanic in my hc :3)

ENJOY AND HAVE FUN LOVE YALL<3

Not proofread

JINX

Hear me out… the first thing she would plan to gift you are decorated safety googles.

As a matter of fact everything she gifts you is handmade!

She knows you love to spend time with her when she’s in her workshop and the extra spare of googles she had were pretty crappy…

“Ugh, these old things? Pfft, they look like they’ve been through a freakin’ explosion… oh wait, they probably have! We gotta get you a new pair soon toots!”

They’d be totally decked out! Lots of character as she calls it.

“Okay toots check it out! Maximum protection but most importantly! They got style!”

The googles themselves would be in her classic style, very colorful paint, cute little heart scribbles all around! And of course lots of glitter….

“"I mean, you've got to stay safe while causing mayhem, right? And hey, if we're blowing stuff up together, you'll definitely need these. Plus, I made them perfectly for you. No one else will have goggles like these... trust me!"

I totally see her adding little handmade jewelry from her gears and spare parts, would totally make you a belt or choker out of spare bullets.

Vi

She would totally panic on what to get you for Christmas. Like what if you suddenly hate the thing you’ve loved since the very beginning she’s known you???

Would end up both buying and making you something!

She’s make you something small but meaningful

“Okay Okay fine! You can open mine now. Just don’t laugh too hard Cupcake��”

You’d open the poorly wrapped gift to uncover a bright pink scarf she knitted you! The stitching is a mess.. there a hole’s through the project (no doubt a missed stitch) but in all honesty it so cute you feel like your heart might explode.

"Yeah, I know I'm not, uh, the best at this kind of thing," she mutters, scratching the back of her neck, "but I figured you could use something to keep warm... and, you know, 'cause it's winter. And... you're important to me."

Guys please tell her she did an amazing job PLEASE.

She would also totally buy you a pair of combat boots! Totally saved up for months in advance.

She loves the idea of being able to match and have a bit of her style on you!

Ekko

Just like Jinx (sobs) he’d also make something for you!

The first thing he’d give you would be a little sketch book full of drawings of you from random moments throughout your relationship he remembers oh so clearly.

"I've been working on it for a while... It's... it's just a bunch of drawings. I mean, not just anything. Stuff that made me think of you. Stuff we've done, or things I hope we do. I don't know, it just felt like the best way to show how I feel about... well, us."

Okay he would also totally make you matching jewelry (matching clock hand necklaces?)

You’d force him to take the hour hand since it’s shorter (heheheh little man)

Once you explain your reasoning as to why he should take the smaller one he sighs disappointedly…

"Okay, okay, I get it," he finally says, a little less playful now, his voice softening. "I guess if you want me to wear it, I can..."

Then, a grin creeps back onto his face as he adds, "But don't think I'm letting you off the hook with the minute hand. You're wearing that one for sure." He places the hour hand necklace around his neck, the smaller pendant resting there, and looks up at you with that mischievous gleam in his eye.

He pauses, holding up his necklace, "I'm still the one with the bigger job. You'll just have to keep up." A proud smug smirk now rests on his face.

Viktor

FUCK WHERE DO I BEGIN I LOVE THIS MAN

o k a y. He would just like Vi panic… not because he doesn’t know what to get you but because he totally is going Christmas shopping late… very very late.

As much as I would love to say he’d make some little invention to make your day easier and give it to you for Christmas I don’t see it happening.

Not because he wouldn’t do it but because he already does it all the time! A little example, you’re late for work often? A little robot that hits you with a plastic squishy hammer every morning at 7 am waking you up when he can’t!

He’d definitely want to make Christmas special, I see him buying you something and then doing something special for you too!

Christmas morning would be greeted with warm hugs and kisses along with an even warmer bowl of potato soup!

He wanted to make sure he perfected his mother’s Bramboračka recipe. It was a once a year meal him and his mother shared every Christmas day.

He’s not a good cook by any means… but this is the one dish he can make and oh boy can he make it.

"Don't expect perfection," he says with a small, self-conscious smile, as you catch him sneaking a taste of the soup. Viktor looks up, his gaze softening. "I hope you like it," he says, and despite his usual perfectionism, there's a quiet pride in his voice. You take a sip, and the rich flavors of mushrooms, potatoes, and herbs immediately comfort you, just like his mother's love must've comforted him all those years ago.

OKAY for the making gift he planned I see him commissioning something due to the fact a lot of his inventions lack aesthetics.

Specifically I see him commissioning a music box that functions as a a jewelry box as well! He would have loved to make it himself but he was worried he wouldn’t have gotten the look right.

"Do you like it?" he asks, his voice softer than usual, as if he's worried about the reception. "I had it made... I thought... it might remind you of us."

The detail was breathtaking-floral patterns etched into the surface, with tiny gears and delicate metalwork accenting the edges. The craftsmanship was stunning, and you couldn't help but run your fingers over the smooth finish.

you lifted the lid, and a gentle, lilting melody began to play. It was slow and sweet, a tune that felt timeless, and as you stared at the tiny figurines inside, your breath caught.

His fingers fidgeted with the edge of his cane, his gaze flicking between you and the music box. "I commissioned it," he admitted, his voice quieter now. "I had the craftsman use a sketch I made. It's how I see us... in my mind. How I feel when I hold you." He paused, his expression softening. "I thought... I thought you deserved something that would remind you of that. Of... how much you mean to me."

Jayce

Oh hon… Jayce would spoil you rotten.

I’m talking presents are overflowing underneath the tree.

You thought you lost your favorite piece of clothing? WRONG! He commissioned for more to be made in different colors and textures for you.

All the fragrances in the world he knew you would enjoy.

Cozy adorable pajamas we would give you Christmas morning so you could cuddle up drinking hot chocolate.

Spends Christmas Eve spoiling you and cuddling and being so tooth rottenly sweet.

It’s Christmas Eve, the scene was almost overwhelming. The living room looked like a perfectly curated holiday catalog-twinkling lights, a roaring fireplace, and, of course, an absurd number of gifts. Jayce sat cross-legged beside the tree, an excited grin lighting up his face as he handed you the first box. He had merely grinned, sheepish yet unrepentant. "What can I say? I got carried away?.”

"Open this one first," he urged, nearly vibrating with excitement. Inside was a bottle of an exquisite fragrance, the glass etched with delicate, swirling designs. It smelled divine-rich, warm, and entirely you.

"I figured you'd like that," he said eyes carefully watching everyone expression you make. You swear if he had a tail it would be swishing uncontrollably right now.

Christmas Day would be you spending Christmas day at his mother’s house!

(Listen I’m hc them as hispanic because for one HIS MOMS NAME HIS XIMENA… and two because why not :3 )

You have a great relationship with his Mother, she absolutely adores you and sees you as her daughter.

There’s lots of yummy food she’s prepared… perhaps too much for just 3 people?

Nonetheless, a pot of pozole, tamales de puerco and de dulce! And of course she made jayce’s favorite choco flan!

God she urges to to eat until you nearly pop! You have to undo your belt by the end of the night…

"Come, sit!" his mom insisted, pulling out a chair for you. "Jayce told me you've never had my tamales. That's a crime! Here, start with this." She placed one on your plate, her eyes twinkling.

Jayce sat beside you, his grin widening as you took your first bite. "Good, right?" he asked, nudging you playfully.

You could only nod, savoring the perfectly seasoned masa and tender filling.

Later in the evening, when everyone was too full to move, Jayce leaned over and slipped his hand into yours. His eyes were soft, his voice low as he said, "I'm glad you're here. This—" he gestured to the lively scene around you, "—feels perfect with you."

[so-much-for-the-seashells]

A Jayce Talis x F!Reader NSFW Oneshot

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A/N: Whatsup!!! I know it’s been thirty years but I return with an offering 🫶 Please leave a comment if you enjoy this, I did my best!

Warnings: Smut, fluffy smut, fun smut, Jayce is bigger than reader, yeahh

“Hey baby,” Jayce greeted, hearing you close the door behind you as you stepped into your shared house.

“Hi,” you mumbled as you set your bag down before walking into the living room where you presumed he would be.

“I ordered pizza for- are you okay?” his brow creased with genuine concern, a little puppy-like look in his golden green eyes.

“Long day,” you said with a little smile. “Can I have a hug?”

“Aw, y/n,” he opened his arms, inviting you to sit on his lap on the couch. A tantalizing invitation indeed. You strode over to him, and then straddled his thighs, falling into his embrace. His strong arms encircled you, enveloping you in warmth and love. You sighed, resting your head on his shoulder, your face against his neck. He drew comforting circles on your back, waiting patiently for you to speak.

“You’re so warm,” you sighed happily, breathing in his woodsy aftershave. However, despite the scent of his aftershave lingering, his five o’clock shadow appeared to already be making a hasty return.

“And you’re so cute,” he said, squeezing you gently. You blushed, kissing the bottom of his jaw.

“Sorry for walking in like that. I had to deal with one too many bitchy people at work today, and it got to me,” you said, sitting back so you could look at him in the eyes.

“You’ve got nothing to be sorry for, baby,” he said understandingly, giving you a soft smile. You lean and kiss him appreciatively, and he immediately returns the kiss with his usual excitement, taking away every thought from your brain.

“Mmm,” you hummed wistfully into the kiss, he distant to pull away. You reluctantly do though, only to ask Jayce a little question. “So, when’s that pizza supposed to get here?”

He raised an eyebrow, playfulness evident in his expression. “Surely in enough time for me to get something done,” he said, innuendo clear in his voice.

“Dontcha mean someone?” you asked, your turn to raise an eyebrow.

“Ugh, just let me have this one,” he grumbled, before maneuvering you so you were on your back with him balancing on his forearms on top of you. His knee immediately made contact with your core. You instinctively ground down on it, searching for some friction.

“Easy, baby,” he grunted, leaning down to kiss down your neck. You felt one of his large hands tugging at the hem of your top, so you stopped him so you could quickly take it and your bra off altogether.

“Eager much?” he laughed.

“Shut up,” you said with embarrassment, your turn to tug on his shirt.

“Never,” he winked, pulling off his shirt to reveal gorgeous, sculpted muscle.

“Jesus, Jayce,” you groaned, giving him the once over as he palmed your breasts.

“You say that every time,” he blushes.

“I can’t help it. I literally get fucked by Hercules reincarnated,” you compliment, trying to make him more flustered. It worked, because he buried his face in the side of your neck and grumbled.

“You make it sound so vulgar,” Jayce said, his voice muffled by his lips pressed against your neck.

“It kinda is the way you get into it,” you pointed out.

“Fair enough,” he came back up to look at you with a sly smile before kissing you rough and giving you the friction you wanted from his knee in one move. You gasp into the kiss as his hand trails your waist band, fingers trailing lower and lower.

“Jayce, please.” All sentient thoughts were beginning to evade you as his fingers got closer and closer to your core, where you were growing wetter by the second. He tugged at your shorts, eager to get what he wanted. You heard a rip sound, and by the look on Jayce’s face realized that he forgot how strong he was and accidentally ripped your shorts. “Jayce!” you found yourself in a fit of giggles, especially taking in his guilty expression.

“I am so sorry,” he said, covering his face with his hands.

“It’s okay, now you can buy me new ones,” you said, your giggles dissolving and then coming back as he looked at you with a pathetic expression.

“I…” he mumbled the rest, opting to make an embarrassed noise instead. He held up the shorts, and on the inside lie the fabric of your underwear.

“Jayce! You ogre!” you started laughing again, unable to believe that he not only literally ripped off your shorts but your underwear too. Only your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his cheeks a deep red.

“Make it up to me,” you smirked.

“That I can do,” he said, the tone of your voice turning him on as much as your idea did you. “What do you want from me, baby?” he said, voice low with lust and eyes dark. It was your turn to blush.

“I want you in me,” you said, not trusting your voice under his steel gaze.

“Let me stretch you out first-“

“No, Jayce. Please,” you pleaded, lust clear in your eyes.

“Okay, okay,” he acquiesced, bunching his boxers and shorts in his hand and pulling them midway down his thighs, exposing his length. Rock hard and thick, it was always the perfect balance of stretch and ease to take him.

He gently rubbed the tip over your folds, smirking at your little whines as he did so.

“You sure about this, y/n?” He asked as he rubbed the tip over your clit.

“Please, Jayce-,” you couldn’t even form a coherent plead, your body far too excited for what was to come.

And then he began to push in. You had never felt him without being warmed up first, and it was fucking heavenly. Shallow thrusts allowed him to slowly make his way deeper and deeper inside of you, setting your nerve endings on fire. You moaned his name, writhing under his soothing touches.

“Easy,” he soothed, cupping your face with his large hand. “How are you feeling?”

“So good,” you said in tones of bliss. He grunted, feeling the way that you clenched around him then, and you could’ve sworn it was the hottest thing you’d ever heard. Eventually he bottomed out, kissing you on the mouth as he did so. Emphasis by on the mouth, as he panted into the kiss, accidentally albeit gently knocking teeth with you. His hand found your pulse point, not squeezing, but gently resting there as you began to get more comfortable with him in you.

He began to test the waters with gentle thrusts, far more gentle than either of you were used to on normal circumstance. However, you could feel every single ridge of him, every single slight movement and twitch, and the feeling transcended bliss.

Eventually you were both waiting for the chance to seek release with fervor, waiting on one or the other to say as much.

“Jayyyyyce,” you singsonged, your voice high and borderline whiny.

“Y/nnnnn,” he mimicked you teasingly, still moving at his slow pace.

“Can you-,” you were abruptly stopped, your voice hitching as he bottomed out and went just a little further, directly hitting your sweet spot.

“Can I what, baby?” his eyes were mischievous.

“Can you-,” he did it again, making you moan. “Jaycee,” you complained.

“Okay, fine,” he surrendered with a snicker.

“Never mind,” you said with a pout.

“C’mon baby, don’t be like that- what do you want from me?”

You blushed a deep red, and that’s when he knew. You were trying to ask him to fuck you.

“Want me to fuck you?” he asked, and the eager nod you gave him confirmed his suspicions. “You want it rough, dontcha baby. Wanna forget about that awful day of yours?”

“Yeah,” and you said it so pitifully. So softly, with your eyes wide, and he knew right then he was going to give you exactly what you wanted and more.

He pulled all the way out of you, and then slammed into you. He grunted at the way you moaned his name before setting a hard, fast, pace that had you gasping fractured moans with every thrust. His low grunts and soft whispers of your name accompanied the sounds coming from you, and you just felt so damn good.

Tears were forming at the corners of your eyes from the bliss, so Jayce took initiative to tease you. “Crying already baby? Hasn’t been that long yet, sweet thing.” He knew you loved when he called you sweet thing.

“Ngh, yeah, it’s so good,” you said, your eyes closing at a particularly rough thrust.

“Eyes on me baby,” he said, slightly firming his grip on your neck.

“O-okay,” you agreed, admiring the way that sweat began to form on his upper brow.

His hand drifted tantalizingly slowly from your neck to your puffy yet neglected clit. Once he finally reached it he began to rub tight circles on it, sending you a new wave of bliss. Everything was both too much and not enough, Jayce’s perfect sweet spot.

“Harderrr,” you whimpered pathetically, accompanied by a little sniffle from how good you were already feeling. Jayce adjusted accordingly.

“Like this?” he asked with that gravelly bedroom voice, the one that could tell you to do anything and you would do it.

“Yeah,” you moaned, feeling yourself getting more worked up by the second. You were fighting back literal tears of pleasure by this point, unable to help yourself when he made you feel so damn good. “Jayce- I’m gonna-,” you warn, your voice shaky.

“C’mon sweet thing, make a mess for me,” he commanded, thrusting into you hard enough that you were seeing stars and rubbing your clit fast enough that you couldn’t keep track. Finally you came with a cry of his name, and he came soon after, filling you up with his warm come. He slumped, practically laying his full body weight on you.

“Mmm,” you hummed contentedly, feeling worn out but oh so happy.

“Feeling better?” he asked.

“Yeah-,” Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Perfect timing,” he laughed, and you laughed with him. Good thing you were feeling hungry, and a better thing that your boyfriend always knew just what you needed.

[eeboor]

jayvik ficrecs 🤺🤺🤺

it’s long so. continues utc (also i tried to mention which ones had smut but i definitely forgot to mention some so idk proceed w caution)

The Pulse of The Machine by BringTheKaos (92k)

SOOOOOO INCREDIBLY GOOD!!! sorta a mixture of league and arcane lore which i LOVE, explicit sexual content and some (imo) mild body horror bc well, viktor, and the typical lovers to enemies to lovers arc that league jayvik generally embarks on

look out bellow by weatheredlaw (11k)

SO GOOD. very sad at the end lowk 😟😟 but love it. again a mixture of league and arcane lore, just how i like it smirk emoji. one sex scene (bottom jayce supremacy tbh)

A shared detestation by oooohscar (2k)

the type of fic you wish was longer and never stop thinking about. league lore compliant, essentially meant to be viktor and jayce’s meet-cute at one of those piltie parties they both despise

Your Needs, My Needs by inoxske (23k)

post canon for arcane lore. Wow i’m still reeling actually. real tears were shed after i finished this but it hurt so good. basically jayvik learns to heal after season 2, posing as fake husbands until they become hmmm maybe not so fake husbands. one sex scene but vague af

Bookstreet by Elf_Writes (10k)

SO CUTE AND FUN. pure fluff and some second hand embarrassment because jayce + vi = flop duo. basically jayce takes vi’s advice on how to woo viktor and things get worse from there. i’m obsessed

If This Is How It Feels to Be Broken by marttyyriroskis (21k)

a much lighter take on the usual hatred between machine herald viktor and defender of tomorrow jayce!! again, a mixture of league and arcane canons (my favorite shii fr 😍😍). basically, jayce is at rock bottom and viktor meets him there despite the grievances of the past. love the characterization, one sex scene but very brief and vague

love, letting go by theroyalsavage (13k)

once again the mixture of league and arcane canon, SOOOOO GOOD. hurts so good fr. miscommunication trope but in a way that doesn’t make you want to kill all the characters. love the take on the hexcore. fic essentially operates under the assumption that season 2 of arcane did not occur 💯. also jayce thinking viktor replaced his face and not knowing the mask is a MASK will always be my FAV. “i never thought i’d see your eyes again” yeah so that’s the gayest thing i’ve ever fucking read

to swim through the fires — to stay in this world by theroyalsavage (20k)

just got finished reading this. wow i hope i die! so good. very little angst, lovely plot. AU where viktor never leaves the undercity and raises ekko and powder after that Awful Night ™️. i love you jayce talis i want to kiss your lovely forehead. what a baddie. anyway uhhh read it or i’ll kill you

all this longing - ships left to rush by theroyalsavage (22k)

i love you jayvik divorce era maybe you could save me. Ok basically pirate au yet still vaguely canon compliant with arcane season 1. jayce gets captured by pirates oh no and who’s that mysterious guy who vouches for him?? surely not his long lost ex (they never dated)…. oh em gee how will it end

growing sideways by inkingbrushes (27k)

wow okay so this one is beautiful. modern au where jayvik are roommates, best friends, and a secret third thing (lovers in denial). the getting together takes a little while but is so so worth it. viktor pov, and you can tell the person who wrote jayce is a little in love with him too

Evergreen Out The Window by inkingbrushes (51k)

wow same author so crazy. Mage au? i guess?? idk just read it, it’s amazing and so beautiful and heart wrenching and UGH i love a good immortality magic fic. READ ITTTT!!!! also i love the rio representation here.

The Firelight Tree by Tempeste (58k)

amazing showstopping incredible. post canon arcane fic, i love the healing that happens between jayvik and ekko’s inclusion is just top tier. also the lust jayvik shares is just 😳. two sex scenes i believe, serving my vers jayvik agenda fr.

You Look Fur-miliar by eeboor (18k)

Wowww this couldnt possibly be my own fic could it. ok well tbh it’s jayvik if they were cats. viktor has three legs. jayce is a Maine coon. enemies to lovers but like cats. love at first sight but only for jayce and also like they’re cats. Hurt comfort. Just read it I actually love how it turned out

Happy Endings by eeboor (2k)

Ur kidding this just can’t be by me. Ok maybe it is u got me. canon compliant, mage viktor’s various trials w figuring out how to make Jayce succeed and stop him from dooming the entire world. Yippee!

butterflies and hurricanes by ironcy (39k)

wow ok i might take my life! if you like jayce centric and jayce whump then THIS is the jayvik fic for you. wow ok the pain is endless i’m sorry i just got done reading this as i’m writing this. absolutely brutal, but incredibly well done and a satisfying ending. rip my girl ximena tho

Red Chrysanthemums by Finnicus_Gayicus (124k)

so good. SO GOOD. really gives satisfaction in a way i can’t describe—you get mad as fuck at the fic for a few chapters and then satisfied again, and again and again until the beautiful perfect ending. basically jayce is thrust into an alternate reality which takes place in the modern day instead of the hellscape he was sent to in arcane. 2-3 sex scenes. VERY well written and so incredibly beautiful honestly the bottle flew into my hand

you’re so handsome when i’m all over your mouth by HypnosTheory (39k)

ok ummm porn every chapter lmfao. REALLY well written, pretty intense bc it’s also a vampire/werewolf au. some abo elements too bc viktor is like my mate my mate for a while there. i pray every day that the author will finish the series bc i can’t live with that ending. also a murder scene occurs 🙏

ok that’s all for now but i will probably post another one of these at some point because i’m mentally ill

[infinityinakiss]

arcane incorrect quotes: jayvik (+ mel) edition

mel: i know you love them.

jayce: i am not in love with viktor!

mel, staring at jayce: i never said who...

jayce: *realizes*

jayce: shit. well, anyways-

jayce: the stars are so beautiful...

viktor: they're just giant balls of gas.

jayce: you know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then-

viktor: and yet none of them are as huge as my love for you.

jayce: oh...

viktor: two bros!

jayce: chillin' in a hot tub!

viktor: five feet apart 'cause we're not gay!

jayce:

viktor:

jayce: *tearing up*

viktor: babe, c'mon...

jayce: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING.

viktor: babe...

jayce: working sucks.

jayce: i want to be a malewife where my only responsibilities are being sexy and cute.

jayce: i want to be with you for the rest of my life.

viktor: damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.

jayce, getting down on one knee: that's 'cause it is.

mel: so are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car?

viktor: well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so i said "jayce, deer!"

mel: ...and what did jayce do?

viktor: ...they said "yes, honey?"

jayce: someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

viktor: but they said not to touch the masterpieces.

jayce: well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

mel, on a walkie talkie: this is mel, those idiots are fucking around in the east wing again.

viktor: i don't need to go to bed. i'm not tired, i'll be fine. jayce : but, darling, i'll be so lonely without you. come curl up in my arms so i can feel whole again. viktor: o-oh. well. are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? jayce : is it working?

viktor: hey, about that love letter you sent me- jayce : *blushes* what are your thoughts? viktor: the fourth sentence- jayce : yeah, that’s where i got really emotional and i- viktor: it’s “you’re” not “your”.

jayce : i'm going the fight the next person who insults viktor. viktor: i hate myself. jayce : alright, square up.

viktor: ugh, crushes are so dumb. jayce : i know. whenever i’m near the person i like i just start acting stupid. viktor: but you’re always acting stupid? jayce : … jayce : yeah, don’t think about that too hard.

viktor: a decision had to be made. jayce : and you fucked it up!

jayce, trying to flirt: so, you come around here often? viktor, confused: i mean, this is my house, so yeah.

mel: i dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room. viktor: screw that, i’m not kissing any of you. *jayce walks in* viktor: fine, i’ll do it. rules are rules you know.

jayce : look, i know you think my judgement's clouded because i like viktor a little bit. mel, holding jayce 's notepad: you doodled your wedding invitation. jayce : no, that's our joint tombstone. mel: my mistake.

*something crashes* viktor: shoot- jayce : *running into the room in a panic* WHAT FELL?! mel: *walking by the room calmly* what died?

mel: underestimate me. that'll be fun.

jayce : once mel thanked me and i couldn’t decide between “no problem!” and “no worries!” so i yelled “no worms!” to them as they walked away.

jayce : hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? viktor: peonies, why? jayce : viktor: were you going to get me flowers? jayce : viktor: jayce : ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

[jibberjibbsart]

Can you tell more about Viktor from your AU? How he ended up in the Academy and such? If you thought about it though 👀

UGH THIS AU IS AMAZING, can i sketch something related to it??? 👀 if you don't mind that is!!!

I need to sit down and make a fully fleshed-out timeline- BUT here are my initial thoughts on how DnD Viktor gets into the academy.

After his mother passed, Viktor had to fend for himself but being a casteless male drow in the heart of Menzoberranzan didn't give him many opportunities. He turned to the travelers and adventurers visiting the city and offered to fix their wagons/armor/weapons for food. Then once he gained a decent reputation, he was able to acquire enough money and supplies to leave Menzoberranzan. He didn't have a goal in mind, just the surface. Once he arrived in Neverwinter he learned about the college's artificer course. With no disposable income for tuition or a uniform, Viktor decided to sneak into the library and teach himself... that was until he wandered past a class that had a very compelling presentation about alchemy. He was drawn in by the incredibly animated student sharing his research (Of course it was Jayce's presentation). After sneaking into that class, he would sit in the very back of lecture halls, slouched over his seat with his hood drawn to make himself as small and unnoticeable as possible. Until he just HAD to correct a professor (they were so blatantly WRONG) and suddenly all eyes were on him. The professor was LIVID and had Viktor apprehended for impersonating a student and for trespassing. The professor was going to have him thrown in prison, but luckily Heimerdinger intervened. He questioned Viktor's motives and satisfied with Viktor's answer, offered him a scholarship and a job as his assistant. Viktor was shocked and unsure, but Heimerdinger insisted, saying it would be a shame to lock up such an eager mind ready to learn.

Pretty similar to the Arcane Canon, but with some dnd/jayvik flair. I adore the "paths crossed before they even met" trope, and Jayce being the reason Viktor starts sneaking into lectures is so special to me. Once Viktor learns who Jayce is, he intentionally causes scenarios where they would bump into one another. (Being the Dean's assistant gave him access to other student's schedules) He tried to convince himself it was because he wanted to work with Jayce, and NOT because he thought the human was cute hehe.

ALSO FEEL FREE TO DRAW STUFF INSPIRED BY THIS AU I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT!!!!!!! <3333

[timebom]

thoughts while watching episode 2! ☆

summary: necessary amount of love for jinx, unnecessary amount of child hate lmao

oh my baby girl i love u it's ok don't be sad please

jinx focused episode let's gooo

me: omg was that a flash of powder?!

*rewinds*

me: ...who the fuck is that.

me: oh no. oh no. this kid is important enough to make it to the intro, jinx is going to take care of this child isn't she. that sure is... a choice

oh no the kid is here

ugh for me personally the only thing worse they could have done is make her pregnant or have a baby. i hate storylines like this im so sorry. it's different when the parent-child relationship is like the main focus or the premise of the show/movie (the mandalorian, the last of us, the walking dead game, silco taking care of powder who's the main character), but when a random ass child shows up years late to the party and needs someone to take care of them and the child character has no previous connection to the audience... i really dislike that in stories im so sorry. leave jinx alone

also, in what world is jinx ready to be a mother figure to anyone lmao she's very much stuck in a child-like state herself half the time. this is not what she needs, we both deserve better

i like the child's design though

honestly, i hope arcane makes me take all that i just said back, but we'll see

jinx i love you

her voice is so good, the voice acting is sooo good oh my god

does she kinda have a different vibe or is it just me?

honestly thought she would be doing a lot worse than she is. good for her!

don't get me wrong, i get that from the orphan's point of view jinx just saved her life and she's clearly super strong, what else is she supposed to do than follow

what i'm saying is that i personally do not want jinx to take care of a child right now. i want this to be about the sisters. the fact that i don't like this is on me, the writers can obviously do whatever they want with their story buuut.....

sevika<3

can't wait for her and jinx to team up

wait does sevika even know that jinx was the one who killed silco?

i don't know what's going on with viktor and whatever he's saying here is not helping

did she though?

everything viktor does now is so slow. the way he speaks, the way he moves...

im not a jayvik girlie but i imagine that those who are felt rly sad after this scene

ekko my boy! the biker mouse from mars can speak?

my brother: he really does look like one

i literally facepalmed and my brother groaned

ekko please ditch this creature you're better on your own

shut up. you're not cute, you're not funny.

i should probably clarify that heimer is my least favourite character in the show, i kinda have no patience for anything he does 😂

i literally said DO IT JAYCE out loud

this made me laugh

same, ekko, same.

can we talk about the way he's holding the cup lol

it's also kinda funny and kinda sad at the same time that this is probably his first time tasting tea

SHUT UUUUPPPP

i screamed

vi? nooo, what the hell 😫 i thought it was the bad guys after her but no it's VI? don't hurt jinx like this, don't hurt me like this

the animation is making me feel like i'm the one who can't breathe damn

hasn't my girl been through enough?? stooooppp

this looked really cool though

there's no way those were the only two times he saw her cry

also, she's insane, blinking and getting even closer. i am obsessed with her

YESSSHHHH

after getting her ass kicked by vi and jinx repeatedly in season 1, i have a feeling this is a battle she's finally going to win 😆

the whole-body movement she did here, so cute, i love her so much 😭

GET JINXED OMG!!!!!!!! 💙💙💙💙💙

holy shit you can always trust arcane with fight scenes

my brother: no one does fight scenes better than arcane.

me: i know right?! that was so good! best scene in season 2 so far!

brother: yep.

oh wow ok. girl, 1st of all, ew. 2nd of all, that thing was like 80% machine what was there left for you to eat? 3rd of all... this begs the question, what do these people eat, exactly? do they draw the line at cannibalism but everyone else is fair game? huh.

i doubt the people in piltover eat like this

no, let's not do that<3

what is he, jesus? this is a bit too much.

[lylathewise]

S2:E5 First thoughts

Man, that guy will never keep his jaw, if Vi has anything to say about it

Ugh, that one Silco goon. Ick

They're legit reuniting? I'm bouncing about this

Aww, I was kinda hoping Ambessa was dead. I was all pumped to write about how Caitlyn would steadily lose more allies and people she could talk to, becoming more unhinged and descending while Jinx rises and becomes more stable with friends and allies, showing that support means everything. I still think that's where this is headed

Caitlyn looks like a vampire, and then she's surrounded by all this gore?

Ooh, the visualizing thing came back

Damn, Singed isn't dead and is now in the hands of Piltover? Although, maybe Salo will come looking for him?

Literally how do they know Singed summoned Warwick with his blood?

Mel, my baby, what did they do to you?

The prison cell looks dope though

Yay!! I knew they'd at least show her brother!

Big ol mouthful of marshmallow fluff

Ooh, they're really having it out

The shade! Stop, Jinx, she's already dead, just look at her hair!

God, this is such sister fighting, it's great

That little flash of who I assume is Singe's daughter? Chilling

YOUNG SILCO, I REPEAT YOUNG SILCO

So they did keep the backstory where Silco was the one who initiated the riot by throwing a molotov cocktail, getting Powder and Vi's parents killed

The contrast between the young Jinxs eyes, yeesh

Ok, so Singe merged the faces of himself and Silco in Vanders mind? And also made him hotter? His working eye? The longer hair? I'm not ok

Kino is such a charming rebellious son

Of course the writing on the wall is the way to get out

Is Kino working with Black Rose?

The daughter's room is beautiful

I love this way of taking Mel out of her regular zone of influence and really letting her shine

Aww, I'm kinda sad Kino really is dead, but the show can't handle another character to focus on

Mel going Super saiyan wasn't on my bingo card, but I love it. I'm a little sad that she isn't just a regular human, everybody has to be super special in some way

So did Silco kill Vanders wife by accident? Or was he already angry about it and Silco pissed him off?

Blisters and bedrock, their mining motto, I love it so much

The way she said "Vander, no" like telling him not to be on the couch

Vi is chasing the monsters away from Isha

Young Vander! So cute!

YOUNG SILCO!!! I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND

look at my little revolutionary scribbling with that bun!!!

Ok, that nail polish and that voice, she's absolutely Vi and Jinxs mother

We get silco smile?! Oh Silco community, we fucking ball

Vander doing the same juice routine for Jinx as he did for her mother while the same song plays? What if I cried?

Soft Silco and Vander? I feel like I'm dreaming

Ohhh Silco loves her. Oh no

Ohhh, no wonder Silco was so fucking furious. Vander completely gave up on her memory, at least that's what he thought, until he took in one of her daughters too

Yay big hug!!!

Aaaaa big hug!!!!

How did Salo get fixed??

How's it feel to be forever physically scarred by the results of your actions, Jayce? How's it feel?

Ohhh, he went to Viktor! Of course, when the Messiah comes around, you gotta go!

Do you want to speak to your ex? Ha, no time for an answer, here he is!

Woooowwww, basically no hesitation in mercing Salo. Respect, Jayce

This is my new favorite episode, I got post breakup Vi, Sisterly fighting, My beloved ratman, Big family Reunion, Two exes seeing each other after divorce, and Jayce not fucking around anymore 10/10

[tonberry-yoda]

Odd Good - Viktor

notes - here's that Viktor fic for that poll I did a couple days ago! I love this man so so much, but I am going to spoil it now and tell you that there is no kiss in this one. It's just a cute fluff fic of meeting Viktor and I could even make a part two if anyone would be interested, but we'll see. For now, this was just a super cute fluffy fic to write and I really hope my Viktor lovers enjoy it! I hope you all have a great day and stay hydrated!!!

word count - 1,499

omg this gif is so hot *passes away*

"Ugh, Jayce, would you slow down?! This box is heavy!" you complained, said heavy box nearly falling out of your hands. "What's even in here anyway?"

"Oh, stop complaining, y/n! Just a little bit further! And it's not even that heavy, dummy, it's just filled with some metal bits for something I'm working on."

You rolled your eyes, but kept moving forward. You couldn't believe yourself sometimes, always falling into another one of Jayce's traps to get you to help him. Ever since he became such a big shot after creating HexTech, you've been nothing but his little helper. You would think you two would be going out for dinner, but then it would turn out that you would be carrying a ten ton box up to his room.

Though, that was mostly your fault since you decided to befriend him all those years ago.

"Alright, y/n, just down that hall and into that room over there." Jayce said, out of breath even though he didn't do anything but walk up a couple of stairs.

"You don't want this in your room?" you asked, actually out of breath as you looked at the unfamiliar room Jayce had pointed to.

"No, this isn't for me. It's for a friend."

"So you made me do a favor for you for a friend?! You lazy son of a-"

"Hey, you got dinner out of it, right?"

You mumbled some curses under your breath and walked over to the room at the end of the hall while Jayce slithered to his room quietly. Since you weren't really big on science or anything along those lines, this building was only known as two things to you: the place where Jayce did all of his work, and the staff lounge that had one hell of a coffee. Jayce never took you on a tour or let you explore any of the labs since you weren't super interested anyways, so if you got lost anywhere, you would probably be lost for days.

You knocked on the door at the end of the hall, hoping that you weren't interrupting anyone that Jayce didn't warn you about and all you heard was a quiet, "come in!"

You opened the door and finally set down the box that was going to be the death of your arms, taking some deep breaths. "Jayce told me to put these in here." you told the person in the room that you didn't get a good look at since you were literally heaving out of breath with your hands on your knees.

"Oh, well tell Jayce I say thank you. I've been waiting for those all week." When the man spoke, he had a thick accent and was very quiet. "You can leave those there. Thank you again."

You gave him a thumbs up, still trying to get the pain to leave your arms a bit before you left.

"Are you okay?" the man chuckled, standing up. When he walked over to you, you heard the sound of his footsteps, but something else to. Like a clicking sound.

When you finally looked him up to at least wave him off or tell him that you were fine, you froze.

Oh god.

So this must be Viktor, you thought. Jayce had always told you about his work partner, but the two of you never actually met each other.

Since when was he this attractive?

Jesus, you were losing your mind.

When you realized that you were standing in silence for way too long though, you cleared your throat, pulling yourself out of your mind.

"I'm fine," you laughed nervously. "Jayce just made me carry that god awful thing up some flights of stairs since the elevator was taking too long."

"And he couldn't do it himself?" He cocked an eyebrow, leaning on his cane.

"Right?! I mean, it's my fault really. I fell for another one of his 'hey, do you wanna go to dinner' tricks."

That made him laugh pretty hard for a second before his attention fell to your arms. "Are you alright though? That is a really heavy box."

"Oh, I'm fine," you admitted, squeezing your bicep. "I'm strong. I've had to carry heavier for that ass, so it's fine."

"I see. Well thank you again." He walked over to the box and started pushing it over to his station he was working at.

"You're Viktor, right?" you said before you left.

"I am."

"Jayce talks about you a lot, but never introduced us. I'm y/n."

"Oh, y/n!" Viktor's eyes lit up. "I know who you are now! You've helped out a lot, you know. Even if we've never met, Jayce tells me how much you've done."

"Oh, it's nothing," you said, slightly blushing. "Just favors for a friend, that's all."

"No, really, all of your help means a lot." He began getting back to work on whatever project he had going on. "You don't work here, right?"

"Oh, god no." you laughed. "This is definitely not my industry."

"Gotcha." He slipped on a pair of goggles and turned over a metal bit in his hand. "Well, I hate to cut this short, but it was very nice to meet you, y/n. Thank you for bringing up my pieces."

"Of course! And it was very nice to meet you, Viktor."

You went to step out, but heard Viktor's voice again. "I expect to see you here more often, y/n. And if Jayce starts putting you to more work, my lab can always be a good break room."

You laughed. "Alright. I'll see you around then."

You closed the door behind you and immediately felt your face heat. You ran to Jayce's room and threw the door open, scaring the shit out of the scientist.

"Dammit, y/n! What the hell?!"

"Why haven't you introduced me to Viktor sooner?!" you said, ignoring Jayce.

"What?" he looked at you with confusion and then smirked when he saw how red your face was. "Oh? Gotta little crush or something?"

"Sh-Shut up! I was just wondering."

"He's not big on talking to other people. Introverted little dude."

"Oh."

"So, when's the date?"

"Jayce, I'm serious, shut up."

"And y/n, I'm serious. When's the date?"

"There is no date." You rolled your eyes and pulled up a chair so you could sit on it, spinning yourself around a couple of times.

"Yet?"

"I don't know, Jayce! I just met the guy!"

"Well take that dude on a date as soon as you can and get him out of his damn lab. I have found him asleep at his desk every night this week. Plus, I think it would be funny."

"Funny? God, you're such a child, Jayce."

He playfully stuck his tongue out to you and leaned back in his chair. "But seriously, I think you should really get to know Viktor if you like him already. He's a good guy and super smart. And again, I want him to go breath some actual air and get out of his lab."

You laughed. "Fine, I'll see what I can do. But no guarantees."

---

How did that work?! you thought as you sat across a dinner table with Viktor, both of you dressed nicely and asking for fancy food. You really were just flirting with him as a joke after that first meeting, almost expecting nothing out of it, and to your surprise, he ended up asking you on a date a couple of weeks later.

Literally how?!

"This is so odd for me," Viktor laughed. "I never really leave my lab. Even for occasional HexTech parties."

"Odd good, or odd bad?" you giggled back.

"Odd good. You look very nice by the way." You noticed the way his cheeks lightly flushed pink. Why was he so damn cute?

"Thank you. You look nice too. But I get the whole odd thing. It's odd good for me, but I don't really go on dates often. I found a lot of joy in work and nobody was really doing it for me, so I gave up. I mean... I didn't 'give up', but I... I don't know how to explain it."

"No, I understand. I never date either. I thought it was a waste of time."

"Well, what do you think? Is this a waste of time?" you flirted as the waiter dropped of both of your food.

"No, actually. I quite like this. Though, internally, something still wants me working for some reason."

"Well you're going to have to get used to not working, because I already want ten more of these."

Viktor thought for a moment, a small smile appearing on his lips. "Deal. I'll put down the work, but only if I get to see you dressed up like this more often."

"Deal."

The two of you shook hands in agreement with a smile on both of your faces.

There were definitely going to be more of these.

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[chubbybubby]

Any thoughts on Jayce + burps/gas? I personally can't stop thinking about how he'd probably be really loud and shameless about it. Like he totally overeats and then enjoys the satisfaction of being stuffed and burping.

I'm obsessed and absolutely going to have to expand this into a fic myself but as a fellow fat Jayce enjoyer I'm curious about your thoughts 👉👈

HI HELLO THANKS FOR THE ASK I'M SO READY TO TALK ABOUT JAYCE BURPING

So okay my headcanon personally I think there's a pipeline to it - at first he's embarrassed, because he knows it's "impolite" and seen as gross or rude, so of course if he's unashamedly gassy around people, he expects to be ridiculed and told off. Especially when he's Piltover’s Golden boy - the idea that Mr Perfection could be so PIGGISH like that UGH.............

But Viktor sees Jayce burping after thoroughly being stuffed as a positive thing, a compliment to his cooking or help, or just an indication that he's happy and full. Sure, Jayce wouldn't hold back in private - the man would burp loud and proud when alone - but for others he conceal it, until Viktor comes into his life. Viktor who tells him not to hide himself, not to abide by Piltover’s arbitrary rules of manners. He noticed Jayce holding his burps in after heavy lunches at the lab, the weird rumbly sound that would roll up his throat and stay in his mouth, and he thought it rediculous. So he told Jayce to just let it out...

And it takes Jayce some time to fully get used to it. At first he's still blushing and apologising, happy to be praised for being so comfortable, and then when the dynamic is settled there's no shame left to be had. He'll happily burp into Viktor's mouth while kissing - which is usually an accident, but he knows better than to apologise anymore for it. Viktor thinks it's cute, his big eyed, lovey dovey Jayce, happy and stuffed and unashamed to let it be known. It feels good to be adored, to have his belly rubbed and be told he's perfect while he belches uncoothly into the air...

ANYWAAAAAAY yeah 😳 I'D BE VERY EXCITED TO SEE WHATEVER YOU WRITE IF YOU DO I very much love big boy Jayce 😍

[thief-of-eggs]

Hi,

I've come here after reading "Like It's The First Time." By pressing on the link that leads to your Tumblr page.

Let me tell you this,

It's 12.43pm, cloudy with a chance of rain...

You hurt me, your Jayvik hurt me in a way that I feel like I'm a wife who just received news that her husbands died in battle...

Wtf

I felt so sad and longing and AHSKQJSHAJAJKD!? It was so beautiful but UHUHUHU

I loved every second of it, thank you for writing such a beautiful piece of fiction, it was a sad meet-cute which surprisingly I really liked the ending of it, it was fitting ❤️ but yeah, I loved it, again, thank you💖

Hello hello!!!!

Firstly, thank you for reading, and i’m so glad you enjoyed it!!! I had such a hard time writing that one because I WANTED them to have a happily ever after, but also knew it simply could not be🤧 But I had so much fun thinking about alternate reality Viktor, and how his character might have grown on his own without Jayce :,)))) So so bittersweet, but UGH

Sending the biggest MWAH your way!!!! So glad to have been able to write something that impacted someone!!!! Xoxoxoxoxo!!!

[softandslow]

gtk your mutuals tag .𖥔 ݁ ˖

what's the origin of your blog title? url is from the song 929 by halsey + title ("you were never broken") is from arcane

current fave OTP(s)/ships: jayce/viktor from arcane: jayvik + naruto/sasuke: sns

fave color: purple-pink

fave game: hmm... legend of zelda botw/totk, i've logged... so many hrs playing those games. like, upwards of 900 hrs. insane. i just love f'ing around in that sandbox, man.

song stuck in your head: not like us bc kendrick at the superbowl lol

hobbies: writing, knitting, sending letters to my long distance friends, & baking.

something you're good at: it's taken me a while to say it w my full chest and tbh i still feel some kind of way abt it, but i can make some well-written poetry. also i'm a good cook for the most part.

any random physical skills? i can crack my knuckles just by flexing my fingers, i can crack my wrists on command, aaaand what else... oh i can make a very specific audible "pop!" noise by putting my thumb in my ear. it's a real hit at parties.

something you're bad at: dancing, for sure. i can get by but don't look too close while i do it pls lmfao

something you collect: oh god, lots of stuff! enamel pins, stickers, mugs, magnets, silk scarves, concert t-shirts, i'm sure there's more. i'm a nostalgic knick knacky kinda guy.

fave food: pasta carbonara 100% and bruschetta

fave animal: snow leopards! ugh, and dragons. and my own beautiful angelic cat.

lastly, name, age, pronouns: mackenzie, 28, she/her(s)

i was tagged by @joyful-soul-collector (cute, thank u marco!) & i'll tag: @littlefreakbuckley @kazraza @bodyofvvater @folklouire @ivylive @zouislover @subarudriver @voxconcordia

[anti-twinkdeath]

viktor and jayce drawings I made yeste4day because theyre so cute ugh I'm gonna beat them up with love

[ioniansunsets]

Not a req or anything but just something fun I wanted to ask you, Do you have favorite skins for some of your favorite characters/the boys you write the most about? Some of mine include:

DWG Jhin (I know its an Esports skin and he has better but Idk I just really love the blue color and the music in his ult)

Spirit Blossom Phel (I'm biased to this one because i had one too many cute chats with SB Phel on c.ai, also cause it's pink and blue which are my favorite colors)

Immortal Journey Zed

just to name a few

O! OH! YESSS dwg jhin is so sexy!!!! i have it too mainly because the wings that come out in his ult is SO PRETTYYY like omg an angel.....i love you jhin khada........ and immortal journey zed is special too omg they made him such a pretty boy??!?!?!?!? I feel like spirit blossom phel is pretty but out of all his skins i like EDG the most its so //////// ---- FOR MY MAIN BIASES!!!!! I think about supervillain jhin A LOT A LOT A LOT everyday i wish it comes to PC league EVERYDAY ITS NUMBER ONE IN MY HEART (i am indeed making a supervillain jhin bot dont talk to me i am mentally not sane)

and this is my browser wallpaper teehee snow moon kayn is so....wow....fluffy hair? tiddy? the rhaast and shadow assassins here???? i own this skin and use it often teehee

and special mention because oh god yone???? i love everything in battle academia (jayce and kata too) the lore for battle academia is SOO GOOOD frfrfrfrfr i want to make headcanons for all my babies in BA its so ugh ugh all i do is wish for more battle academia skins BUT YONE HERE puhlease so ugh baby.........the hair color pink to purple?!?!??! and style is so......mmmmm fluffy baby.........I ALSO BOUGHT THIS SKIN BECAUSE ugh just look at it LOOK AT IT i love you yone I also bought the blue chroma for this! t-twisted wonderland i-idia core

and the skin that got me into league of legends because i liked sett so much here god i love the nose bandage its so sexy im waiting for this to go on sale to buy it teeheee

ok thank you so much for letter me ramble for a little bit, league has so many nice skins.............

[blvdheart]

this was such a cute read oh my god i want to print it, fold it up, and tuck it in my pocket so i can pull it out whenever i feel sad </3

“Your life had been tucked away in the quiet of rural landscapes, where your art had room to breathe—endless skies, rolling hills, and the kind of solitude that made inspiration flow without any distractions.”

YOUR WRITING IS SO BEAUTIFUL!! I WANT TO LIVE IN IT!!

“But just as you crouched down, Viktor shifted. A casual tap of his cane sent the spoon skittering across the floor, its metallic clink faintly echoing as it landed farther away.”

this part had me giggling so bad OH MY GOD LMAOO

“You’d never consciously set out to draw him, but there he was, tucked into the lines and curves of your art like an uninvited guest you hadn’t known you were entertaining.”

HELLO?? this is the sweetest way to find out you adore someone and i don’t think i’ve ever read something like this in a fic i’m in love with this

also the couch scene ^.^ the tension, the electricity in the air between them, the nervousness on the reader’s part UGH SO AMAZING and all the yearning unraveling when they finally kissed

jayce was so funny in this too i loved all his dialogue <33

strawberry wine

pairing: modern au!viktor x artist!reader prompt: “if somebody were to kiss me, i’d want that person to be you” tags: you're jayces childhood bff, no use of y/n, alcohol, heavy kissing, drunk kissing, basically just a bunch of buildup towards a smutty fwb part two???, viktor being a menace wc: 4k notes: AU where nobody is sick or dying yay! also i think i managed to keep this pretty gn!reader but any future parts will be afab/fem (art is from pinterest, dividers from chachachannah & webc00re)

You never meant for things to get this far. You told yourself it was just a little fun, harmless and fleeting—nothing more. You had a career to focus on, friendships in the balance. But now, here you are, pacing the living room carpet thin, your cuticles raw from nervous chewing, and your thoughts spiraling into places you swore they’d never go.

It feels juvenile, almost laughable, like some smitten teenager waiting by the phone and sneaking kisses in shadowed corners. You were supposed to be above this, weren’t you? I mean, as a grown adult you should know how to keep it casual, uncomplicated. 

But nothing about this is simple anymore. Not the friendship. Not the secrets. And certainly not the way your heart betrays you every time his name crosses your mind.

It definitely wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Moving back to the city hadn’t been on the bingo card for this year, but here you were. Your life had been tucked away in the quiet of rural landscapes, where your art had room to breathe—endless skies, rolling hills, and the kind of solitude that made inspiration flow without any distractions. But your career had expanded, and with that expansion came the relentless pressure of galleries, art buyers, and a future that demanded more from you than that peaceful escape ever could. 

So, the city had called you back. Concrete towers, crowded streets, the city offered more. Shows. Opportunities. Jayce. The only thing about this cold, steel jungle that still felt like home. Jayce—your childhood friend, your constant in a world that had never stopped changing. Thrown together since you were practically in diapers, he was the one piece of your old life that had somehow survived the years and distance between you two. And now, after what felt like an eternity, here he was, sprawled across your tiny couch, looking too comfortable for someone who was just supposed to be a guest. The apartment was a bit small, as city apartments tended to be—packed between towering neighbors—but Jayce’s presence was the only thing about it that felt remotely like home.

"You know," he said, half-lounging. “I’ve got someone I want you to meet.”

You didn’t look up from your canvas, your brush already dipping into the paints like second nature. “Who?”

“Viktor” 

You paused, only long enough for your brush to hover midair before you flicked your gaze in his direction. “Ah, yes. The famous business partner.”

Jayce’s grin didn’t falter, but there was something softer behind it now. “Yeah, something like that. But seriously, he’s a good guy. Brilliant, actually. You two would get along.”

You didn’t reply at first. Instead, you let the brush finish its arc, eyes back on your work, moving with the rhythm of a familiar task. “mhm” you murmured, distracted by the way the strokes of paint were bleeding together. “If he’s anything like you, how bad can it be?”

But Jayce, of course, wasn’t done. His voice took on that soft  tone he reserved for moments when he really wanted to get his point across. “I’m serious, okay? I want you two to meet. You both mean a lot to me, and I think you’ll really hit it off.”

You didn’t look up, but you felt a weight behind his words, pushing against you with silent pressure. “Yeah? I’m sure it’ll happen, then.”

Jayce’s eyes lit up, a flash of triumph in them, like he’d just won some small but important battle. “You’ll see. I’m telling you—when you meet him, you’ll click. I know it.”

You leaned back in your chair, releasing a slow exhale, the kind that said everything without saying anything at all. A nonchalant nod was all you offered, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of saying more. “Fine. Fine. I’ll meet him. But don’t make a whole thing out of it.”

Jayce chuckled, and there was an odd note of relief in the sound, like he’d just been granted some unspoken permission. “No big deal, I swear. But you’ll see. You two are more alike than you think.”

-

When you finally did meet Viktor, Jayce was practically vibrating, his energy as unsubtle as ever. It had been after one of your gallery openings, a night you’d half-dragged yourself through on fumes and politeness. Your heels had barely cleared the threshold of his apartment before the faintest twinge of suspicion began to creep in—something about the way he hovered, grinning like a man with a secret.

“You deserve a good meal after tonight,” Jayce had said, ushering you in with the kind of charm that usually preceded one of his schemes. “Thought you’d want to celebrate somewhere that doesn’t reek of overpriced wine and small talk.”

You rolled your eyes but let yourself be corralled, the promise of food outweighing the odd note in his voice. His large apartment, at least, was familiar territory: warm, cluttered with bits of tech and sentimental junk from years past, the faint scent of whatever candles he refused to admit he hoarded lingering in the air.

And then you heard it—the low murmur of another voice, sharp-edged and vaguely amused, drifting from the kitchen.

Jayce froze, his grin faltering for a split second before it reappeared, brighter than ever. “Oh, right,” he said, far too casually. “Viktor’s here.”

You blinked, narrowing your eyes at him. “You conveniently forgot to mention that part.”

“Come on,” he pushed, throwing an arm around your shoulders and steering you toward the source of the voice. “It’s no big deal. Just dinner. You’ll like him, I promise.”

And there he was, perched by the kitchen counter with a faintly perplexed look on his face. He was slimmer than you’d expected, pale and sharp-featured, with hair that looked like it hadn’t met a comb in days. His amber eyes flicked up to meet yours, narrowing slightly as if he were trying to solve a puzzle that had just been placed in front of him.

“Ah,” he said, his accent lilting and crisp, “so this is the infamous artist.”

You shot a glare at Jayce, who was already heading for the stove with the kind of forced cheer that made it painfully clear he’d orchestrated the whole thing. “You owe me for this,” you muttered under your breath, stepping further into the kitchen.

Viktor’s lips twitched, the barest hint of a smirk appearing. “And here I thought I was being ambushed. Seems we’re both victims of his enthusiasm.”

Jayce turned from the stove, wooden spoon in hand, his expression utterly unrepentant. “You’ll thank me later.”

The dinner was simple but undeniably good—Jayce’s doing, of course. The man couldn’t let anyone step into his apartment without insisting they be properly fed, and tonight was no exception. Roast chicken, buttery vegetables with rice, warm bread that filled the space with its yeasty aroma—it was the kind of meal that made you feel at home even when you weren’t.

Conversation flowed easily around the table, mostly carried by Jayce, but Viktor wasn’t exactly quiet, either. He had a way of chiming in at just the right moment, his dry humor landing squarely between Jayce’s more exuberant anecdotes and your own occasional contributions.

“You mean to tell me,” Viktor said at one point, leaning back slightly in his chair, “that Jayce still hasn’t learned to cook rice without burning it? After all these years?”

Jayce, halfway through explaining some disastrous culinary attempt from his youth, turned to glare at him. “Excuse me, this rice was cooked perfectly.”

“It was fine,” you agreed, though the memory of a slightly crunchy bite or two made your lips twitch in amusement.

Viktor’s amber eyes sparkled as he gestured broadly. “Oh, fine! A glowing review, truly. Don’t let it go to your head.”

Jayce groaned, but there was no real bite to it. “You’re insufferable.”

“And yet,” Viktor said, raising his glass in a mock toast, “here I am. Invited to dinner. Again.”

Jayce just rolled his eyes and went back to his story, leaving you to glance at Viktor with a small smile. He caught it, of course, and gave a little shrug as if to say, what can you do? For all his sharp humor, he was easy to talk to, his wit balanced by an underlying warmth that kept him from coming off as too cutting.

Which was why you were only mildly surprised when the spoon incident happened.

Dinner was winding down, Jayce had disappeared into the kitchen to fuss over coffee, leaving you and Viktor to handle the cleanup.

He moved with a surprising ease, balancing a stack of plates in one hand, his cane steady in the other. It was a casual sort of competence, as though he’d long since adapted to whatever limitations life had handed him. You hadn’t thought much of it, impressed by how naturally he maneuvered, until the soft clatter of a spoon hitting the floor broke the quiet rhythm of tidying.

“Ah,” Viktor said, glancing down at the rogue utensil with a faint frown as he set down the plate stack. “Of course.”

You paused mid-step, glancing between him and the spoon. “Need a hand?”

He tilted his head, his expression a little too innocent. “If it’s not too much trouble. You know, the leg and all...”

“Oh, for—” Jayce’s voice floated from the kitchen, half-annoyed but not quite committed to intervening.

You sighed, setting down the napkins you’d been folding. “Yeah, sure. I’ve got it.”

But just as you crouched down, Viktor shifted. A casual tap of his cane sent the spoon skittering across the floor, its metallic clink faintly echoing as it landed farther away.

You froze, staring at the spoon in disbelief, then turned your gaze to him slowly. “You’re kidding.”

Viktor’s lips twitched, the faintest glimmer of amusement flickering across his face. “What?”

“You just—”

“What?” he repeated, wider-eyed this time, his free hand gesturing vaguely toward his cane. “I’m handicapped.”

Jayce reappeared in the doorway, a coffee pot in hand and a look of pure exasperation on his face. “Viktor.”

“What?” Viktor said again, his voice laced with mock indignation. “I am!”

Jayce muttered something unintelligible as he poured coffee, his focus shifting between you and Viktor like he couldn’t decide which one of you deserved his scolding more. Meanwhile, you straightened, crossing your arms as a grin tugged at the corners of your mouth despite your best efforts.

“You’re lucky I’m feeling generous,” you said, stepping across the room to retrieve the spoon—again.

“Very generous,” Viktor agreed, his tone breezy. “Honestly, it’s quite inspiring. Jayce, you should take notes.”

Jayce groaned, setting the coffee pot down with a little too much force. “You’re both ridiculous.”

But you were already laughing, the sound bubbling up before you could stop it. As you returned the spoon to the table with a pointed look, Viktor gave you a small, almost triumphant smile. And maybe, you could see what Jayce meant when he’d said you’d get along.

-

The first time you realized you might feel more than just friendship for Viktor was when you noticed the way your sketches had started to change.

It had been weeks—maybe even a couple of months—since that dinner with Jayce, when you had awkwardly danced around each other, getting to know one another. The initial weirdness had faded into easy companionship, and you found yourself spending more time with Viktor than you expected. You hadn’t quite noticed it happening, but somewhere along the line, you’d become an unintentional trio. Jayce had been bursting with barely-contained glee at how easily the two of you seemed to get along, and it made your chest warm, knowing how much that mattered to him. It felt... right, this newfound ease between the three of you, a quiet sort of harmony that made you smile more than you expected.

But as the days passed, something shifted without you realizing it. You were at home one evening, flipping through your sketchbook, the soft pastel dust smudging the edges of the pages as your fingers moved. The forms you’d drawn were abstract models, capturing shapes and shadows in a fluid, organic way. It wasn’t anything new—nothing that stood out. But then, you stopped.

There, in the shadows of the page, you saw it.

The subtle arch of a jawline. The curve of lips that you knew too well. Even the moles, small and almost unremarkable, but there they were—on the page, right beneath your fingertips. You blinked and flipped to another sketch, only to see it again. A line here, a shadow there. It wasn’t him exactly, but it was.

To the untrained eye, maybe it wouldn’t have been obvious. Hell, maybe even to you on any other day, it might’ve gone unnoticed. But now, in the quiet of your studio, the shapes were almost unmistakable. The soft angle of his nose, the way his eyes looked when he was thinking too hard, the way his smile would pull up on one side when he was being particularly smug.

You frowned, setting the sketchbook down, your hands hovering above it as if it had betrayed you. Was this some kind of coincidence? Or was it something more, something you had been avoiding realizing? You’d never consciously set out to draw him, but there he was, tucked into the lines and curves of your art like an uninvited guest you hadn’t known you were entertaining.

It was ridiculous, you told yourself. Of course it was just... coincidence. But even as you tried to convince yourself, there was a small, unspoken truth sitting in your chest, heavy and undeniable, and the first time you realized Viktor might see you as more than just a friend was subtle, almost imperceptible, but it hit you all the same.

He mentioned a piece you’d shown him, his tone thoughtful. “You’ve been doing something different lately. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but there’s a change. It’s...” His gaze flickered to yours, then dropped back to the floor, but the brief flash in his eyes sent an unexpected flutter through your chest. “...more. More than what you usually show.”

The words themselves were harmless, even complimentary, but it was the way they hung between you that made something inside you stir—something you couldn’t name, not yet. You didn’t think much of it at first, but the way his eyes lingered just a second longer than necessary made your breath catch. The way the corners of his mouth lifted into a half-smile, not teasing, but... fond.

It was a simple thing. A fleeting moment. And yet, it lingered in your mind as you retreated to your apartment, your thoughts whirling with the possibility that Viktor—your friend, the one you had so casually laughed and bantered with for months—might be seeing you differently, too.

The shift was subtle, but it was there. And it unsettled you more than you cared to admit.

-

Everything came to a boiling point one night at your apartment. You’d ventured into town earlier that day, mostly for a change of scenery, and happened upon a small farmers market. You couldn’t resist grabbing a few bottles of strawberry wine, its sweetness and fruity undertones practically calling your name. Jayce had scoffed at it when you got back, claiming it was too sugary to have any real punch. “There’s no way I’ll even get drunk off this,” he’d muttered with a dismissive wave.

An hour later, he was sprawled out on your pullout, snoring softly with a stupid grin plastered across his face. You and Viktor stood nearby, both trying—and failing—to suppress your amusement at how quickly Jayce had succumbed to the wine’s effects. For all his size, Jayce was a surprising lightweight.

“I swear, every time,” you said, laughing quietly.

Viktor, leaning against the doorway, gave a soft chuckle. “Some people just don’t know when to stop.”

You rolled your eyes, glancing over at the slumbering man. “Guess we let him sleep it off.”

“Let him have his beauty rest,” Viktor teased, his voice light as he nodded toward the bottles. “We can always finish it ourselves.”

So you did, winding up on the roof with the cold night air around you. The worn-out couch up there had seen better days, but it was still enough to settle into and talk, a simple quiet comfort settling over you both. The soft glow of string lights and the silvered moonlight made the world feel like it was wrapped in a quiet hush despite the never ending sounds of the city. You both settled into the couch, the cushions sinking in the middle, which pushed you just a little closer to Viktor than you'd anticipated.

For a moment, neither of you said anything. The silence was easy, like you had spent years in it. You noticed how close you were sitting now—your thighs pressed together, and when you passed the bottle of wine, your fingers brushed his. A small spark of awareness ran through you each time, and you tried to ignore it, feeling your face warm despite the cool air.

The wine was sweet, fruity, and a little stronger than you expected, especially when you found yourself reaching for another sip and another, the soft buzz in your head gradually growing stronger.

By the time the bottle was halfway gone, you were both leaning more heavily into the couch, and you couldn’t help but giggle at how little wine was apparently needed to bring Jayce to the brink of passing out. You felt... lighter. Almost giddy, as if the laughter that came so easily was spilling out along with the alcohol. And Viktor, sitting just beside you, didn’t seem to be immune to it either. His face was flushed in the soft light, his lips curling into an easy smile.

“You know,” you said, leaning back and feeling the warmth of the couch soak into your bones, “I don’t do this enough. I’m so... wrapped up in work and life and... I just forget to relax.”

Viktor tilted his head, eyes slightly narrowed as he watched you. “Relaxing can be overrated,” he said with a smirk, the words a little slower than they’d been earlier. He took another drink from the bottle, his thumb brushing against the glass in an unconscious rhythm. When he passed it to you, your fingers brushed once again, and you lingered just a bit longer than necessary.

“Well, maybe for you,” you chuckled. “But, for me, it’s like... it's like a luxury, I guess. You know? I don’t remember the last time I just sat with someone and... and didn’t feel like I had to be somewhere or do something.”

“You eh–... don’t have to worry about that here,” Viktor said quietly, his voice light, with that usual teasing edge. But something was different in his tone, something that made the words feel heavier than they should have been. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but the air seemed to shift, the quiet between you stretching into something almost… charged.

You took another sip, your hand a little unsteady now. The whole situation felt absurd—awkward, even, yet strangely intimate in a way you hadn’t expected. Your gaze drifted toward his lips without thinking. It was brief, but enough to send a flutter through your stomach, and suddenly, your mind couldn’t focus on anything but that soft, confident curve of his mouth. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was something else entirely, but you couldn’t seem to think straight anymore.

Viktor shifted closer again, and the couch beneath you groaned as it sank with the weight of it. The space between you closed, and you could feel the warmth of his body pressing against yours shoulder to shoulder, like the alcohol spreading through you, making your pulse quicken.

For a long moment, he didn’t say anything. His presence was a solid thing beside you. His eyes were locked on yours, studying, but still so calm. You could feel the punch of his gaze on you, like it was seeping through your skin, sending heat rushing to your cheeks. It wasn’t just the wine now—you could feel it all over, heat blooming beneath your skin, making you fidget slightly.

“Sometimes… you get caught up in what you’re doing, and you forget about everything else,” you mumbled, trying to ignore the way your nerves were tightening your chest. “I’ve been focused on my career and—god, I’ve probably been a little… I don’t know, closed off.” You laughed lightly, but it was nervous, unsure of where this was even coming from. But suddenly all your senses were barraged by him, his smell, his eyes.

“I just—I haven’t thought about it. Relationships, I mean. Not in a long time. I don’t know if I’m even ready for anything like that. Not now, not with everything I’m doing.” You trailed off, self-conscious, suddenly feeling like you were saying too much, rambling without stopping. The words seemed to just slip out of you, tumbling over each other.

You took another shaky breath, your heart thudding in your chest as you tried to make yourself stop, but you couldn’t. It was like you were helpless.

“And, I mean, if anybody were to kiss me…” You faltered, realizing too late just how much you were giving away. Your pulse quickened, your thoughts jumbled as your mouth just kept moving. “I would want that person to be you.”

The air between you thickened, the silence stretching long and heavy. Your heart pounded in your chest, a nervous rhythm that drowned out everything else. You waited for him to say something, to break the tension that was suffocating you. But there was nothing. Just the weight of his gaze on you, steady and searching.

When you finally dared to glance at him Viktor's expression was unreadable. One thick eyebrow was cocked slightly, and his mouth hung open just enough to suggest he was about to say something, but didn't. He was so close but somehow the distance between you felt infinite.

You opened your mouth to say something, to fill the silence, but before you could speak, his hand moved, his fingers brushing against your jaw in the gentlest touch. The sudden warmth of his palm made your breath catch, and before you could even fully process it, he was pulling you in. His lips met yours, soft at first, as though testing the waters, as if the moment itself was delicate. But that softness didn't last, between the buzz of alcohol, the closeness, the heat between you—it all blurred together. The kiss deepened, quickly turning urgent, hungry. His hand moved to the back of your neck, pulling you closer as the bottle slipped from your grasp, its clang against the concrete floor echoing in the quiet of the rooftop

You didn't care. You were too lost in the feeling of him against you, his lips moving against yours with a desperate kind of need. The kiss grew messier– clumsy, teeth scraping, tongues tangling. You could taste the faint sweetness of wine on him, the mix of flavors making everything feel dizzying overwhelming.

You found yourself gripping his shirt, pulling him closer, as if trying to merge your bodies together, desperate for the contact, for whatever it was that had been building between you two for so long. 

-

The next day was a harsh slap of hangover reality. Your head pounded, your mouth was dry, and every time you glanced at Viktor across the room, your stomach flipped in a way that had nothing to do with the booze.

Jayce, of course, was none the wiser. He chatted away over breakfast like nothing had changed, blissfully unaware of the shift that had unraveled everything you thought you’d had under control. And you? You were wholly committed to keeping it that way. It was a one-time thing, you told yourself. Just a fleeting, drunken thing—something you could both quietly bury and move on from.

At least, that was the plan.

Until it happened again. And then again.

Now it feels like a thread being pulled tighter and tighter, until you’re not sure if you’re going to unravel completely or snap under the weight.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. But here you are. And you don’t know how to stop.

©lilsworks 2024

[grieveme]

PEOPLE I WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER !!

last song i listened to: stand up from ff7 integrade ugh its so good love to watch videos of it occasionally because cloud in a dress is so cute

favorite colour: black (srsly any pastel colors are my fav)

currently watching: i should rly watch squid game s2 but i havent even finished s1 i might just skip that LOL (and dandadan with a friend but the fandoms recent shit show has made me Super Not Interested)

last movie / tv show i watched: sonic 3 it genuinely surprised me and im not a sonic girly i would absolutely watch it again but i need to finish sonic 1 and start sonic 2 first LOL

spicy / savory / sweet: savory i dont like spicy because whats the point if all i can taste is my mouth burning

relationship status: single

last thing i googled: the eyes in reference to bloodborne + lore refreshers

current obsession: when you got the bloodborne autism and not the good at math or science autism (jayce tho im biting onto him with my big fucking jaw and latching on like a leech)

tagged by: @moonsworn ty!!!!!!!! i kiss u tagging: u - uh you *spongebob sweating meme*