#viktor needs a hug

[alyke-arts]

So i apparently went back to writing? Here's my late-night-monster creation, aka 1200 words of angst for your sufferi-- I mean enjoyment (Fair warning, it's one-sided) find it on Ao3!

[kai-ovillager]

Na beira

No meio do cosmos infinito do Arcane, dois homens estão conversando

—Viktor, você nunca esteve quebrado, você sempre quis curar suas deficiências, sua doença, sua perna... mas isso nunca te fez menos que ninguém, suas imperfeições fizeram de você quem você é.

—Não, não... eu te desapontei... se eu voltar, eles vão me perdoar...?

—Não... eu não acredito no que eu fiz... não não... que coisa estúpida...

—Eu queria que você não me visse... assim

—Que forma estúpida eu assumi... não, não...

—Por favor, mantenha as memórias de quem eu era, esquece isso...

—Mas, fica comigo. Eu tô na beira de colapsar...

Viktor diz, com a voz trêmula, com o coração batendo forte, e lágrimas querendo sair de seus olhos, com umas escapando, seu corpo todo treme, é notável seu desespero, sua tristeza e seu arrependimento na sua voz.

—Eu vou ficar. Eu prometo ficar ao seu lado. Você nao me desapontou, Viktor. Você foi corrompido pelo hexcore, e você não estava pensando direito, eu entendo, mas agora, a gente pode concertar tudo isso, juntos.

—Mas e depois? Eu cruzei a linha, eles vão me deixar voltar? E se eles me virem assim - Viktor aponta para si mesmo - Se elessl me verem assim de novo? Depois de tudo eu só voltei ao "normal"? Não, eles não podem me ver...

—Ei ei, tá tudo bem. Eles vão entender, eu entendo, tá tudo bem, você tá aqui comigo, se a gente voltar, eu posso te ajudar a explicar, a gente vai ficar bem, você vai ficar bem, você tá bem. A gente tá seguro aqui, ok?

Jayce fala suavemente, enquanto conforta Viktor, colando uma de suas mãos em seu ombro, e a outra ao lado de seu corpo, acalmando seu parceiro.

—Eu... nunca enfrentei meu medos de verdade, e agora, eu vejo todos eles, brilhando na minha frente, revelando tudo de errado que eu fiz, por não saber lidar com o meu medo de... morrer. E agora não tem mais o que tentar, eu acho... - Viktor diz, em meio a um suspiro de arrependimento, olhando para baixo, para evitar o olhar de Jayce, que ele só imagina que é de desaprovamento

—Viktor, olha pra mim - Jayce põem a mão na mandíbula de Viktor, guiando o rosto do mais velho em direção ao seu - Tá tudo bem, você não me desapontou, eu... imagino o quanto você tenha sofrido, e eu entendi que você só quis viver, e eventualmente foi consumido pelas ideias do hexcore, mas agora, já foi. Tá tudo, é a gente pode resolver isso juntos, de novo.

Jayce puxa então, a runa que agora estava em seu pulso, colocando-a na mão de Viktor, enquanto segura nela.

—Obrigado, Jayce, por acreditar e confiar em mim, durante todo esse tempo. Obrigado me fazer lembrar quem eu sou.

E os dois então, juntam suas testas, segurando um nó outro, enquanto transcendem cosmicamente dentro do infinito do Arcane, aprisionado toda a sua existência, e os efeitos do hexcore em piltover, naquela mesma runa.

E do outro lado, só é possível ver tudo ser consumido para dentro da runa, Jayce, Viktor, e toda a destruição, sendo levadas e seladas para sempre. Os dois, não retornam, se mantendo naquele lugar, até que um clarão cega os dois brevemente.

Eles acordam, numa vasta planície. A grama parece um pouco alta, a brisa é morna, aconchegante, porém é estranho, onde estão? Não sabem ainda. Viktor é o primeiro a acordar, se levantando e olhando ao redor, e sentindo seu corpo pinicar, está sem roupas, e a grama esbarrando em sua pele causa uma irritação em sua pele sensível.

Ele olha ao seu redor, é possível ver uma cabana na distância, e o que ele acredita sem uma pequena vila, mas está muito distante para entender propriamente. Ele então se vira e vê Jayce, deitado, ainda inconsciente.

—Jayce...? - ele diz, enquanto olha para o mais novo, se virando um pouco, e levando sua mão em direção ao rosto do mesmo

Jayce grunhe um pouco, porém acorda —Viktor..? Onde... onde a gente... tá? - ele olha ao redor, confuso

—Não sei ainda, mas acho que a gente precisa achar um lugar pra se abrigar, e achar uma roupas ‐ Viktor ri um pouco, com a situação que eles estão, depois de tanto desespero, é esse o lugar que eles foram parar

—Roupas? MEU DEUS - Jayce então, percebe que os dois estavam nu - Si- SIM, roupas! Roupas.

Viktor ri com a reação de seu parceiro, achando-o bobo e um pouco fofo pela reação. Quem diria que um homem desse tamanho, seria tão desajeitado

—Tá tudo bem, eu nao me incomodo, não sei sobre você, mas sim, roupas são boas, evita de nos sujarmos demais

—Bom, então acho que a gente pode ir ver aquela casa - Viktor diz, enquanto se levanta e espera pela resposta de Jayce

—Casa? Ah sim, estou vendo, podemos ver, tomara que nao tenha ninguém... - ele diz, coçando a cabeça

E os dois seguem em direção a casa, esperando que possam encontrar coisas para vestir, e talvez até se manter lá por um tempo.

[lonelyinsomnia]

rises the moon

I watched as he muttered to himself, hovering over his notes, pointing at random places, and then pacing back to his invention. The sight was as amusing as it was irritating. I watched as he tinkered and took notes. His chocolate brown hair bounced as he shuffled back and forth.

Leaning against a cluttered table covered in gadgets and gizmos I noticed a spyglass. I picked it up and placed it against my eye. I followed a seagull as it dove down, only to catch an updraft and soar much higher than before. I watched the sun begin to set, leaving only a sliver of natural sunlight.

Setting the spyglass down, I looked over to Viktor. He was still enthralled with his work. I walked over to him and tapped his shoulder. He spun around and nearly hit me with the notebook he held.

“Watch it,” I sneered.

He laughed wryly and almost returned to his project, but stopped when we made eye contact. We briefly held each other’s gaze until I coughed to break the increasingly awkward silence.

“Uh,” I paused, debating on continuing, “The sun is nearly set, so…Would you like to stargaze with me?”

His tired eyes widened. After a moment, his shoulders slumped and he sighed.

“That would be…beneficial,” he said nodding.

I began walking out of the room, pausing only to hold the door for him. He gave me an apathetic look, which I returned with a half-hearted smile. I shut and locked the door behind me as we stood on the balcony.

The silence between Viktor and me was not awkward like before, but it wasn’t comfortable either. We stood side-by-side and leaned against the railing watching as the sliver of sunlight became all but an orange hue on the horizon. We waited silently until the sky darkened enough to see the stars. Once they appeared, I sat down and gazed at the glittering sky; Viktor followed suit and small talk ensued. He talked about his gadgets and formulas and I listened -- despite not knowing what he was talking about. Viktor’s hazel eyes shined a gloss-like gold as he spoke, his enthusiasm evident. It was a sweet sight. When he calmed down, I started pointing out different constellations. He watched my hands and listened to whatever I had to say about each planet, quasar, black hole, star, or nebula I gestured to.

I felt a weight on my shoulder during my rant about Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. I looked over to see Viktor asleep. His eyes bore heavy on his face and his cheeks were sunk in but he had a small smile on his lips. Gazing at the sky, I smiled.

His head began to fall after a bit so I gently guided him to lie on my lap. He started to snore quietly the moment he lay on my thighs. Smiling, I ran my fingers through his hair. It was soft to the touch. Absentmindedly, I played with his hair as I gazed at the rising moon.

[wisteria-mutterings]

Dude fuck it hurts so much worse after season 2

Victor & Hextech: Babylon by The Dirt Poor Robins

[h0lahey]

Tired comfort

Decided to post some fluff

Progression of physical touch throughout the years. I think that Jayce is a lot more touchy than Viktor. But I don’t think that Viktor minds.

[sex-tech]

Reunion

[void-king-art]

Waking up after the finale

[itsgizmoo]

“Mighty, yet, so small..”

[rookthebird]

i think no matter how minor viktor's problems are jayce is always going to drop everything and make viktor his top priority.

viktor didn't sleep well last night and he's eepy? jayce is going to whip off his jacket to make a pillow for viktor. he doesn't care if it's raining, viktor needs a pillow!

viktor has a minor cold and is looking a lil pale and sniffly? jayce is canceling all his plans. his lab partner is SICK. and NEEDS HIM.

viktor had a bad day? someone was mean to him? ALERT ALERT DEFCON 4. GET THE HAMMER.

i don't even think mel is the first woman jayce walked out on to go check on his lab partner, just the hottest

[jenniferstolzer]

The winner of June's fanart contest was Lackadaisy so I decided to paint an old wipwed sketch of mine. These two are my absolute favorite of the comic and I've been dying from cliffhanger syndrome. I want these two to reconcile so bad but i have the terrible creeping sensation they won't get the chance ;_;

[hiccy615]

I was at the doctor today

and I told him what was going on with me last time...

and he referred me for tests, all tests possible,

so here's a compilation of whump viktor to help ease my nerves a bit, so I will feel less lonely with this...

[cancerhound6]

Favourite headcannons for Jayvik:

-Jayce is a def-con-9 level hugger/clingy flopper,

-Viktor is able to continue working while Jayce is attached/in the way.

-They have worked together so long that Jayce knows some Czech, and Viktor knows Spanish~

-When they're tired or frustrated, they revert to their mother tongue,

I have accepted my fate as part of the Jayvik Nation and finally done some fan art. I am currently fighting over about 8 Fan Fiction ideas also - god help me.

[vifromtheundercity]

trust me yall when i say i don't ship it.

in fact - I do not like either of these two.

both of them could catch these hands.

HOWEVER

they need to kiss.

at this point its like - bruh. just kiss.

perhaps them making out sloppy style will make them more bearable

[ankosblog]

Loving is caring - Chapter 3 is out !

Viktor is invited for dinner at the Talis House… and no, he is not ready for what waits for him!

With Ximena being a wonderful loving and caring mother ❤️ I adore her !

Fanfiction Summary:

“What are you doing, Jayce?” Viktor laughed, raising an eyebrow at the sight of his new partner fighting against a mattress that had no intention of moving through their lab’s door.

It has been barely a month since Viktor and Jayce have started their partnership. Soon their lab has become their second home - a home where they share everything. But this collaboration is nothing like Viktor or Jayce has ever known. It will teach them a lot about each other, and about themselves.

[rhysepoof]

Arcane season 2 aka The Gays and Lesbians' Divorce Era™

Spoilers For Arcane S2 Below

These poor babies

[sageandsourdoughbread]

As the author of another "Jayce dies and is revived via the Hexcore" fic, we really need more of them. There are so many ways to explore that concept, and I'm surprised more people haven't done it.

(Mine is the fic "Kyrie Elysium".)

Fucking yes! Thank you! We also need more art like @reddsmess ‘s BEAUTIFUL Jayce Jesus art, because this trope is way too slept upon and we need more 😔🫶

My only issue with my current one (Desperate Evolution) is that I have no idea how it’ll end because I’m really lazy and don’t want to change everything I just want to write the hug scene for fucks sake BUT yes! People please comment this post with either fics you’ve found or ones you want to make, and I can help promote/design/peer pressure you about them!