#Jayce wakes up first but pretends to still be sleeping

[carrion-corvus]

Late night

[gingerpines]

teen!caitvi AU drabble based on this art by me!

warning: i am not a writer! and english isn’t my first language! i hope this still makes sense :) its a bit messy its not very well explained sometimes but i hope i got the point across! enjoy!

Ekko was sent by benzo to deliver things at jayce’s workshop and vi and claggor join because ekko’s quite young to go on his own anyways, vi is like, acting as the bodyguard and shes looking all tough and mysterious making sure ekko is okay constantly

they knock and stand at the door, vi staying behind ekko to look around and jayce is like come in! bc they have quite a lot of things and while vi stands back still cautious, she completely drops her tough demeanor when she sees young cait tinkering with some of jayce’s stuff, goggles on. Vi tries to be discreet but her eyes keep darting back at Cait while ekko and jayce conclude business, claggor catches vi but doesnt say anything, and cait comes towards them, taking the goggles off, a big smile on her face.

"Nice to meet you all!" she goes in her thick british accent and she offers a handshake to Vi who doesnt know what to do with that so she kinda blushes and stares at cait, cait going "I’m Caitlyn!" and, embarrassed and flustered, vi just frowns and doesnt say anything, sorta turning around and caitlyn takes that VERY personally and from that point on she’s got beef with her and Vi kinda regrets how stupid she acted but tries not to think about it too much.

now everytime ekko has business in piltover, vi INSISTS on joining, saying its for safety but really its in the hopes she’ll run into caitlyn again. one time at a fair, benzo has a booth to sell things in piltover and ekko runs it, naturally, vi and the other kids join, Jayce and Caitlyn visit the booth and when cait sees Vi she just turns her head away with a frown, still upset at their last interaction and refusing to look at her, and Vi decides to tease her and ask about what theyre doing here. Cait kinda ignores her at first but ends up yapping about jayce’s and her’s latest experiments and shes talking sooo much and vi listens to all of it and when cait realized shes been talking too much they both kinda laughs and then jayce says they have to go so they leave and they smile at each other

throughout the fair Cait tries to “accidentally” walk in front of ekko’s booth again, and when she does, Vi is gone and she asks Ekko where she went and ekko shrugs, cait keeps walking around until she sees Vi walk around and cait joins her and they just kinda tease each other and argue the whole day but in a cute way but they both try to pretend they dont like the other bc they have such different lives and vi keeps calling cait entitled but she doesnt even mean it. From then on, Vi starts sneaking out to meet Cait outside her gate, but she has no idea how to get her attention, so she kinda sits there in the rain for a while until one of the dog starts barking, waking, thankfully, only Caitlyn up who looks out her bedroom window and goes outside to see little wet puppy vi standing at the gate and trying to make up an excuse as to why shes here like jayce forgot a tool from ekko and it was just easier to get it to her house instead and they end up talking until so late even tho its freezing outside, the gate still separating them, like the wall that socially separates them.

they start meeting up almost every week, like clockwork, outside of Cait’s house to talk, and for Cait to yap about things she likes while Vi listens. one day, Cassandra catches them and forbids Cait to see Vi again. They both cry themselves to sleep and Vander notices Vi’s change in mood after that, and asks her about it. she tells him everything and apologizes for lying and sneaking out but vander isnt upset, he hugs her and tells her theyre going to figure it out.

Vander decides to go talk to Cassandra at the next Piltover-Zaun event, Vi standing shyly behind Vander’s leg, Caitlyn standing straight next to Cassandra, both girls so excited to see each other again even tho its weird and awkward with their parents talking in front of them, Cassandra listens to Vander who’s putting on The Charm™️ and she eventually sighs and allows them to see each other bc she sees Vi isnt a menace

that day they both walk around Piltover, often almost holding hands but theyre too shy so they don’t, but Vi wants to show Cait she likes her but she doesnt know how to because they shouldnt and also because she doesnt know how to show love in a way that Caitlyn would understand. they walk around and its comfortably quiet this time, even tho theyre used to yapping and yapping for hours but this time they just want each other’s presence. at one point they walk through a tiny crowd and theres a small group of Zaunites laughing at them, at the contrast between their clothes and demeanors and they hear one of the boys call Caitlyn and a not-so-nice words like stuck up or worse, Vi isn’t even sure but she immediately knocks him down in one punch and Cait has absolutely no idea what to do or say but she then grabs Vi’s hand and they run away, when theyre safe away from that crowd, Caitlyn gets SOOO mad in her little british accent and Vi just sits, knuckles bloody, listening to Cait lecture her.

Eventually, cait calms down and looks down at Vi’s hands and sighs, starting to unwrap her bandages to check her wound muttering “You are such an idiot, Violet.” and Vi just smiles as Cait cleans her wounds.

bonus:

cait begging her mom to let her bring vi to one of the shooting tournaments and Vi joins and they have so much fun and cait lets vi try out her rifle and shes so bad and they laugh and caitlyn teaches her and theyre having a moment but cait’s parents interrupt and theyre blushing and being silly teenagers with a crush and they dont know how to deal with it. cait is definitely the one to fall first even tho she represses it bc vi is from zaun and thats not how she was raised, but she becomes closer with vi and vi realizes wayyyyy too late that she has a massive crush and also that cait is not being slick about it in the slightest. she talks about it with vander at the last drop she sits at the counter with her head in her hands like ughhhhhh i hate having a crush its so stupid and vander laughs

thank u for reading :))

[mrclairdycat]

Jayvik Headcanons! ٩( ᐛ )( ᐖ )۶

(You can use these for your fics, art or whatever, I don't mind! Tell me or tag me if you do though 'cause I'd love to see it/read it.)

Jayce is naturally good with kids. Viktor is awkward with them, but for some reason the kids love him. They often want touch or try his cane or ask curious questions and their parents deem it as disrespectful, but he always assures them they can and gladly lets them. He also loves to say playful lies like "Actually don't tell anybody this but I've acquired the powers to teleport. I just have to act like a normal human being among the public." Or, better yet, he tells them he's actually an alien. HOWEVER... Viktor hates newborns. He hates when he's forced to cradle them in his arms. Too much slobber, shit and vomit. You can't even talk to them and know there's some kind of understanding between you and them. Jayce, on the other hand, could have a baby shart in his arms and still be like "awww!" He also loves to play with them theatrically.

Viktor is a HUGE Doctor Who fan. It's basically all he ever watches. Jayce is more of a Holiday Movies guy or series with Comedy, Romance or both, especially soap operas, but he was once forced to watched Doctor Who and now he's hooked too.

Jayce is the only one who finds Viktor's dry and dark humor, especially directed at himself, funny. He finds it so refreshing since posh people's humor is extremely boring. Plus, he understands that Viktor would prefer making light of his bad situation to cope and it's not his place to tell him what to joke and not joke about.

Although they mostly lock in and work hard all night in the lab, the sleep deprivation makes them find ANYTHING funny. Sometimes they end up in an endless loop of laughing fits because both of them are so sleep deprived they can't properly say words anymore.

Speaking of, they probably share all their deepest secrets on a whim but don't remember anything the next day, as if they were totally drunk or something.

Also, they cover each other up if they find one of them has fallen asleep. Often times, however, Viktor finds himself magically spawning in his bed. He never thought much about it, figuring he was so exhausted he probably doesn't remember going home, when in reality it was Jayce that carried him home to make sure his body wouldn't be in pain in the morning.

When Viktor is mad at Jayce he abuses that disabled card. Sometimes he publically humiliates him by pretending he's a bad person that doesn't help his disabled friend with anything. In reality, if he tried to pick something that fell for him, he would be met with the smack of his cane.

Speaking of, acts of service is Jayce's way of flirting. He's an extrovert, but he's not confident at all. He never says his feelings first, just acts especially nice towards someone with numerous gifts, praise and help. Viktor thought he was just being ableist.

Again, speaking of, Viktor is more of a words of affirmation guy. However, when they got together, they have scheduled days within the week where Viktor HAS to accept help and be spoiled. He knows its Jayce's love language by now, so, even if he finds it condescending, he's happy to let him have those days to let it all out.

Sometimes Jayce presents Viktor a complex equation because he loves seeing him explain how to solve it. He just loves listening to him yap.

Viktor has a secret passion for astronomy. Can name you every star. Jayce has a secret passion for birdwatching. Can name you every bird. He'd also love falconry. Tbh he adores animals in general.

Viktor despises Astrology. Jayce loves it. He likes to piss him off by saying "You're acting like your sign right now."

Jayce loves pop and reggaeton, meanwhile Viktor thinks classical music is superior to anything else. He especially listens to it because it is scientifically proven it helps with focus. He hates when he wakes up in the morning to him cleaning and blasting El Taxi or something.

Viktor also loves theatre musicals. His favorites are Ride the Cyclone, Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. He also loves plays like Hamlet or live orchestras.

Jayce is very good at cooking thanks to his mom's teachings. Plus he just really enjoys it. Viktor is the type who finds it a chore and eats only because he has to (he doesn't even do that most days). Jayce often brings extra food when he packs lunch so Viktor can have some too :) he also loves to cook for him.

Jayce is naturally good at dancing. Adores Just Dance and group dances (Viktor always wins Just Dance without even moving his legs). Viktor is naturally good at playing instruments. He likes to focus on what his hands can do so he can feel better about his bad leg.

Jayce loves head massages and scritches. He's a sucker for physical touch. Viktor likes to give him that while he's reading notes or a book.

Jayce is a dog person who has no problems with cats. Viktor is a cat person who kinda hates dogs since they drool all over the place and lick his face.

Viktor never cries, but when he does it's GUT wrenching because of all the bottled up emotions. Jayce, on the other hand, cries for absolutely anything, especially movies. He could see a child with their mom on a random stroll and shed tears saying "they're so happy :("

Ximena (Jayce's mom) adores Viktor. He always tells Jayce to invite him over whenever they can so he can spend less time alone and even encourages him to sleep over. She just can't bare the thought of someone's baby struggling on their own and not being taken care of.

Jayce mostly overthinks when he's trying to fall asleep. The silence is always broken by him spiraling saying things like "do you think I'm annoying?" simply for a stranger not responding after he complimented them or something. The thought of someone hating him drives him insane. He wants to be liked by everyone. People pleaser core.

[eve6262]

jayvik week day 2 - evolution/[broken]

The shattered glass forms a halo around his form, and though he's always been devout to Viktor he now feels the same religious intensity those lunatic cultists do, if but for a moment.

It feels like he is witnessing the birth of a savior, in a way. The stained glass lays in pieces surrounding his form, which is passed out in the center of the circle. Half skin, half metal, mask discarded in his hand with his face open to the world. Thankfully it's just them, and Jayce has every plan in the world to preserve his privacy when he brings them back, but for this moment that he is stunned-

Viktor has fallen from the heavens, he thinks, a metal messenger of salvation, descended so quickly and shattered the glass with the force of his impact, fell into slumber from the force of it all.

The man is hopelessly broken, Jayce knows. Beaten and battered by the world around them. It only makes him love more; an angel with torn wings, thin hollow bones snapping under the pressure of entry into this atmosphere.

He picks up Viktor gently, as though his bones are actually hollow. As if there's no metal that binds his frame, reinforces what used to need a brace and allows the tendons to move without so much friction it burns itself. Such reverence is only natural in the force of a man who feels like he should've been preserved among the clouds in Targon, became one of the myriad of their strange heavenly creatures and been granted eternal life for his love and dedication.

Instead, he brings him inside his home on Emberlift Alley and gently places him onto the bed. Poor thing has a fever- he didn't want to admit he was sick, pretending that half-people half-robots can't get sick as though he doesn't take constant medication to prevent the metal poisoning from killing him instead.

It's always one thing after another, with his health. At least now he's stable. Getting no better, certainly- his cheeks are still too hollow compared to when they first met, skin too pale, but it's not as bad as those last days he worked on the hexcore- but no worse. A happy stasis.

If only stasis could last.

"Jayce," calls out a voice from the bed beside him.

"Shh. Go to sleep, V. I'll wake you up when I find you something to eat."

"Mmph. You have council work."

"I disappear all the time."

"All the more reason not to miss work," he retaliates. It's always a fight with Viktor if he's not sick enough to have lost his voice, because then he deems himself perfectly fine. It must be the hoarse, scratchy sounds reaching his ears that make him lay down and allow any coddling.

"They can operate without me. Besides, I know the agenda for today. It's not important- nothing that would require a close vote."

"What if they do?"

"If it's close enough they have to do it later. Trust me, V," he says, pushing hair away reverently, and oh, isn't this an angel in his arms, "Even if I was there I'd be no help."

Silence permeates the room. Jayce's hand is firmly in Viktor's hair, and though it hasn't happened yet, inevitably Viktor will lay his head on the man's lap. When solely depends on when he gives into the idea that he is terribly, awfully sick.

"...'s broken."

"Hm?"

"I promised I would fix it. But it's broken."

"What is?"

"Jinx's friend."

"Shh. Come here."

"I promised."

"It's alright. Jinx will understand." He can't promise that. He knows next to nothing about the absolutely maniac girl, save that she has somehow become Zaun's leader after everything and that she has all the calm of a panic attack. She's also Vi's sister, at some point, and Viktor has some kind of soft spot for her despite their occasional fight.

"I promised."

"Then you can fix it later. Did you promise her when it would be fixed?"

Viktor shakes his head.

"Okay. Then once you can operate without fainting, okay? Then you can fix it."

"Alright."

He must be particularly delirious, because he never accepts this easily when his voice isn't shot. But nonetheless Jayce finds himself with a lapful of a vaguely feverish angel whose wings have been torn to shreds and dusted with the grey of humanity, broken and battered. What he wouldn't do to have reverently kissed his hands and kept away all the hurt in all their earlier days, when he knew only short satisfactions and getting his way.

"I'm sorry, you know."

"You say that all the time."

"Never enough."

Viktor shifts, bringing two hands to lamely hug Jayce. He has to sit up a bit to do it, now curling onto his chest instead of in his lap. "Enough for me. Always."

"Go to sleep."

"I broke it."

He's not talking about Jinx's friend, Jayce thinks.

"No. No, it was my fault. If it was anyone's- it all started without either of us."

Viktor nods against his chest. "It broke."

"And you were the one who fixed it. Sleep."

This time he does, breath evening out on Jayce's chest. He hums, content, and slowly falls asleep himself.

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playing ruined king again after a while. think they finally fixed the bug on switch that made it unplayable so pog

~Eve6262

[eve6262]

jayvik week day 6 - dancing/[dream]

He could believe it's a dream. It would be so easy, to assume that the body he touches is warm because he wants it to be and his subconscious has claimed it for itself; but there is metal everywhere and it's cold and distant and frightening aside from Viktor himself.

Coming here was a nightmare, maybe. Blitzcrank didn't fight him but he still felt the stare of two eyes that can't blink, saw every unfeeling machine that watched him with beady eyes; predators lying in wait, except even that attributes too much malice to them. And feeling means something that is infinitely less terrifying than apathy.

What's the difference between a dream and a nightmare, anyway?

That's stupid. He knows the answer to that question. He wakes up at least once a week from them, usually every night- it's him, in the snow, again, nearly dying, but uncaring of the cold that he can't really feel because Viktor is dying there. The snow seeps into the metal joints, causing both limbs to be unusable, the Hexclaw ripped apart by the storm, a body shivering in his arms before eventually falling still-

"Jayce?"

"Yes?"

"I asked you a question."

"Sorry, I got distracted."

Viktor sighs. The Viktor of his dreams would either repeat the question immediately, a relic of how they would be in their Hextech dream days (ha, now there's a relic), or know to come over and comfort him. But this one is more realistic- married to his work first and his husband second, utterly focused, only really talking for efficiency's sake. "I asked if you were aware whether the capacitors cause an uptick in the latent magic surrounding them."

"Oh. Uh, no."

"No as in they don't?"

"No as in we don't know how to check that sort of thing," he says honestly. "It's never come up. Why? Wait, latent magic in the air?"

"Hmph." Viktor slashes something with chalk. It leaves white dust in the air where he moved. "Yes, I suppose you wouldn't. It is much less taboo here, however. A mage or two has been willing to explain in exchange for metal limbs or food."

A response almost makes its way out of his mouth, but his mind's eye blinds him with images of runes floating in the air, a teleportation spell that gets them both out of this conundrum, his mother living and the man who saved them giving him a single, quiet stone. Viktor has since said that you'd need a particularly powerful mage to revive it, if you'd want to use it- not because of the power needed, but the incredible fragility of the object.

Viktor has learned a lot since they've separated. Now that they're back together, Jayce is struggling to catch up.

It's not all his fault, though. It is in large part that he simply could not research magic properly topside, what with their Demacian attitudes towards witchcraft and the like. Zaun, uncaring, has its fair share of mages and maguses, and as such Viktor has found no trouble in his efforts. Couple that with his lack of a need for extraneous funding, as his robots do the work for him and charge a pittance because the only thing he needs to survive is produced in his foundries, and you have a man who does as he pleases.

"Jayce." There is a hand on his, now. "What is it?"

"Nothing, V," he says, trying to be honest, and it kind of is nothing. Just his mind attempting to make any thoughts at all and proceeding to take that as sure, I'll give you the least helpful things you have ever wanted. "Just thinking."

"About?"

"Y'know. The past."

"Ah." Metal hinges stop, muscles freezing in place. Viktor pauses for but a moment, trying to calculate his next move, but Jayce sees it and thinks of a little Zaunite sumprat caught in the Enforcer's flashlight. Wide-eyed, unmoving, but thinking and planning and knowing. Not nearly as helpless as it seems. "It is quite late. Do you need rest?"

"You need rest too," Jayce insists.

"I do not."

"When was the last time you slept?"

Viktor pretends to look at the blackboard.

"I know you still need some sleep."

"Fine," Viktor acquiesces, and that was quick so he must have been exhausted already. Mostly a fight with himself, and if he's losing? Then Jayce should've forced him into bed days ago. "I will, but only because you are."

"Sap," comes the affectionate reply, and the two of them head into Viktor's bedroom .

This routine is easy, familiar. Viktor takes baths whenever he can be bothered, which is whenever someone is willing to help him, and Jayce takes them in morning. Thus they both strip down, with Jayce in nothing but his boxers and Viktor in a set of soft pants. There's not a word between them as Viktor cuddles up into the other's space, easily slotting into each other like two cogs in the machine.

"Sweet dreams, V."

"Sweet dreams, Jayce."

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the vibes returneth

~Eve6262