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Yearning for the same sweet liquid that once had covered the lips of his loved one, taking him far beyond his reach....

...he clung to the goblet, gripping it tightly as if to squeeze out the last droplets of what was left of it.

Alas, it was not meant to be, for he was damned to be apart from him.

Separated by the sweetness of the poison and the bitterness of death, his tears filled the cup.

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Sometimes it's hard having feelings for your partner. It might be time to address the matter

Or

Jayvik with a potential start to a more possessive relationship

Tell him... it's too late, right?

You could tell him

That he's your favorite person in the world and that you enjoy being with him, working alongside him. That his presence makes you feel lighter, as if everything else doesn't matter.

You should tell him

That he's smart, handsome, admirable, charismatic. Others might be oblivious to it, but it was so clear to you. It wasn't even a thought to consider. To you, he's perfect. What else could there be to say?

You want to tell him

That you want his all, you want him completely. Every last drop of his essence, his being, to be yours alone. And your his and nobody else's, never were, never will be.

You won't tell him

What difference would it make? There's no reason to risk what you have. It's enough, you tell yourself every day, sitting next to him, it's enough. You cry every night, growing more frustrated, imagining yourself at his side.... it's enough.

You can't tell him

It would end badly. You'd end up alone, risking it all and losing him. He would pull back, would see you differently, he'd be different, you'd be, too. You can't.

"It's enough" he whispers while sitting at his desk. It's been dark outside for a while now. He hadn't left the lab, he was too focused on imagining how each scenario he came up with would turn out.

He wasn't afraid of anything, yet he was too scared to lose it all, to lose him. It gnawed at him, he couldn't rest, couldn't focus. He was constantly on his mind.

He rolled his shoulders back and let out a deep sigh, leaning into the chair he was sitting on. The darkness invited him to close his eyes and he started imagining his partner.

Laughing together, working until late at night, sharing snacks, passion, frustration, irritation, excitement and occasionally the couch in the lab. Existing in each other's presence, so close and yet so far. His longing grows stronger and more desperate each day and yet he never mentioned it, never acted on it, never even tried to bring it up.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.

"....it's not enough, it never will be"

He decided it was time to change that.

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The stolen shirt

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Heya!

Have a Sevika doodle :3

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Daydreaming

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Late nights at the lab. Viktor has important insights, but Jayce is barely listening.

[Viktor: Look over here, Jayce. If we take this equation and add...]

Sometimes he has to help him focus on what's important.

I'm convinced that at some point in time, Viktor let his hair grow out (before Season 2) and had to put it in a ponytail but decided to cut it off again eventually. That time collided with Jayce's "messy" hair phase.

I'm sorry about Jayce's clothes, I had trouble getting it right. Let's just say, he was in a rush, Viktor surely doesn't notice.

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Silco: "Sure, I listen to everything you say."

He did not because he was to busy admiring him.

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Vander: "Are you even listening to a word I've said?"

Of course he's listening. Probably.

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Arcane inspired me to get back into art. It's been quite some time since I've had time and energy to draw. 🥲

Arcane has such an interesting and great art style and all the art that's been created around it and shared on here is so amazing.

Started with doodling young Silco, which also appeared in the concept/ art book.

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Viktor's long hair and comfort content

I've just finished watching season 2 (again) and I'm feeling sad (again) and thinking about some comforting routines which Viktor and Jayce could be doing in another Universe (let me dream pls😭).

I'm still a big fan of Viktor's longer hair. I was thinking who'd be more inclined to fiddle with their SO hair. I came to the conclusion that Jayce might do it to relax.

Comforting night after a long week

It's been a lot, on both of them. The whole week had been nothing but one stressful event after another, they both barely had any time to take a breather or even spend some quality time together. Viktor's leg had been aching the entire day and Jayce's mind was a complete mess, overflowing with ideas and things he had to remember.

When they both arrived at their shared home, they had a hard time holding up a conversation. It's not like they didn't have anything to talk about, but their energy just did not suffice for it. They had heated up their leftovers from the previous day in silence and quickly finished up their meals in the kitchen. Roughly, they cleaned up the most urgent things.

Viktor put the rest of the cutlery in the designated drawer and let out a heavy sigh. He could feel Jayce's eyes on him from across the room, just as exhausted as himself, but still concerned for him. He turned around and their tired eyes met. Without a word Jayce opened his arms and Viktor closed the space between them, leaning his cane onto the doorframe and letting himself fall into Jayce's embrace.

"It has been quite a week, huh?" He said and gently stroked Viktor's back, "Anything I can do to make you feel lighter?"

Viktor smiled tiredly into Jayce's shoulder. The slight height difference made it so easy to just let his head rest on him. He found it immensely comforting and one of the best places to be, close to his partner, sharing his warmth, feeling his embrace.

"Always looking out for me, even if you are exhausted yourself. How about we just go and sit on the couch for a bit and unwind."

Jayce didn't oppose, in fact, he thought it was a really nice idea. He had missed having Viktor close by during the week.

They sat down on the couch, Jayce leaned back into the armrest and opened his legs further so Viktor could sit between them, resting against his chest. They had fallen into a routine, where they would share their space like this. Close to each other, with Viktor having enough space to stretch out his leg. Another benefit was Jayce's unrestricted access to Viktor's hair.

He had let it grow and it was falling over his shoulders in wavy, dark brown strands. His blonde highlights, framing his face, made him look even more beautiful, though Jacye did not care about the hair color, to him, Viktor was beautiful, no matter what.

"May I?" Jayce asked before touching his partner's hair. He knew that he didn't mind in general, but sometimes had days where he preferred not to be touched or not as intensely.

Viktor nodded and leaned back into Jayce. He let his hands rest on Jayce's legs and drew little patterns on them with his fingers. Jayce ran his fingers through Viktor's hair and gently pushed strands that were hanging over his face behind his ears. Just so slightly he started massaging the scalp while also caressing the temples. A lovely smell filled the air, the Shampoo he uses smelled of vanilla and coconut.

Slowly he brushed over the hair, earning content little breathers and moans from Viktor. He was happy that he could help him relax, at the same time he found it to be soothing as well, enjoying their shared closeness and intimacy. He started peppering some kisses in between his touches, giving one on the temples, his cheek and his forehead.

"You know," he quietly said and leaned down a bit further to be closer to Viktor's ear, "I can't imagine a better place to be right now. Right here, with you in my arms."

There was a moment of silence. Viktor then reached his hand back, motioning for Jayce's. He gave it to him and he interlinked their fingers. He gave them a soft kiss.

"Me too. But you know what would be even better?" He released their hands and turned around to face Jayce. His mouth lifted in that grin which Jayce loved so dearly, "Let's get to bed."

"You don't have to tell me twice."

He leaned forward, closing the slight gap between them and gently kissing him. He hadn't felt this good in a long time. He had his partner in his arms and their whole life before them.

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Tension at Karaoke?

I can't get this concept of the Arcane Characters at Karaoke out of my head. I have an idea for a story in mind in which Jayce and Viktor have been making subtle moves towards each other for quite some time but nothing happens.

At a karaoke event they finally get the guts to sing something directed at the other one with a CLEAR sign of what they want.

I might write it down today or so, I have other things to do first, but ahhhh I want to write to so badly! I might even include smut, depending on if I feel sure enough to flesh the idea out.

Stay tuned!

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I love this concept so much! And the art style is just incredible!

Thinking about this AU; it's also interesting to imagine what it'd mean for the different characters.

Jinx would have a mentor, someone who might even share her ideas and support her in different ways than Silco can (like with scientific research and such but maybe even ground her on an emotional level and be some sort of older brother figure in her life).

I'd wonder how it would affect the conflicts between Zaun and Piltover. Would Jayce work out Hextech by himself and Viktor would work on different machinery in Zaun and they'd end up as rivals? Would Jayce hear about Viktor and vice versa and they'd still end up working together and becoming partners eventually?

It's such an interesting concept really, with such a talented scientist like Viktor on Zaun's side, it would've been great to see something like this in the show as well.

Okay let me add my five cents to the Zaunite au, where Viktor didn’t make it to the academy and remained in Zaun.

He was trying to invent on his own, but he desperately needed money for his research. And that’s when Silco appeared…

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Last post of the year (had to be Sevika)

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Mental health check - for real

Slight TW: talk about mental health and overwhelming emotions

How are we feeling? I know it's been a rough couple of months, maybe even years. Maybe some of you feel great, are enjoying life and are thriving to their full potential - that would be so amazing and lovely to know.

Some of you might feel overwhelmed, are suffering from a bad mental state or feel lost. And that's valid. It's important to acknowledge not only your positive but also negative emotions.

It's okay if "normal" tasks like cleaning up, doing laundry or cooking a proper meal seems overwhelming. Because it can feel that way.

It's okay to seek solice in consuming content of your favorite ships, characters or fandoms. They can bring so much positivity and curate nice thoughts.

But please, take this as a gentle reminder, be there for yourself too. Do you have a favorite easy dish or dessert you love? Maybe try making it or ordering it in. Maybe try connecting with loving communities and/or people that make you feel good or just better again. Prepare yourself a cup of your favorite tea or coffee, stand in the sunlight for just a couple of minutes.

It's okay to take it easy, it can be hard at times. Let's watch out for others but also ourselves. I know we can do it.

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Protective Jayce yess - but consider

I know that Jayce is mostly viewed as the more protective one between himself and Viktor (at least that's a lot of content I see, it's great tho!). We see it in the show quite a bit, him resurrecting him, giving him a blanket, cause he doesn't want him to be cold, offering his chairs, etc.

But consider, Viktor is equally as protective as Jayce, we may just not see it as much on screen as the other way around.

Of course there is the moment of Mage Viktor saving young Jayce, which could be noted as protecting him, but we see it the first time when Viktor stopped Jayce from offing himself.

We see their relationship develop from his point onwards yes, but what if Viktor never forgot about that night? Sure, Jayce is mostly seeming very optimistic, outgoing and energetic most times (excluding season 2 for a moment) but we don't get to see the time they were actually working and developing Hextech and the many failures they most likely encountered on the way.

What if Viktor always kept an eye on Jayce, giving him careful words of affirmation if they had a bad day in the lab, holding his hand for just a while longer while encouraging him.

I can imagine that that's what drew them together, their strong emotional bond among their love for science and shared passion, even if we don't always get to see it play out on screen. Viktor caring so deeply for him that he wants to protect him at all cost.

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Jayvik dancing at the Inventor's competition?

It was the first time they ever were close like this, intentionally touching, sharing one space. Jayce remembers it well.

They were participating in the Inventors Competition, their partnership not so new no more but still, it felt so special to him, so precious. When the competition part had taken place there was room for intimacy. Music was coming from the speakers placed in the high ceiling of the big hall, the lights were colorful and set the mood for a night of tranquility and dance.

Jayce wasn't too sure if Viktor wanted to stay, they never went out together, he didn't know if his partner enjoyed events like this or if he'd prefer to not socialize.

"Would you like to leave? I know it's been a busy and long day."

Viktor had contemplated for a bit and then looked up at him. He almost seemed... enthusiastic, Jacye noted.

"No, I don't think so. Let's stay a bit longer."

The music was quite loud, too loud to have a proper conversation, but not bothersome in the least. They sat down together in a booth near the now dancefloor. Jayce looked over at his partner. He seemed to be lost in thought but content. He swayed a bit from side to side and was just so slightly biting his lower lip.

Jayce had noticed this a lot of times when they were working in the lab. Viktor bit his lower lip when he was deep in thought or concentrating on something. He was doing it unconsciously, Jayce thought of it as endearing and pretty damn cute.

On the dancefloor was a young couple, Powder and Ekko, as Jayce recalled. They looked beautiful together, swaying in perfect harmony. He almost felt a bit jealous, wanting to hold Viktor just as the young boy held the blue haired girl. He was ripped out of his thoughts when he felt a hand softly touching his own. He looked up to see that Viktor had closed the distance between them and was leaning closer. His face was illuminated by the flashing purple and pink lights around them.

"Would you like to dance? You can go if you want to. I'll wait here" he said. A strand of hair was loosely hanging in his face. Jayce had to hold back to not tuck it back and brush his hand over Viktor's face.

Viktor was so close, he could see the small gold pigments in his eyes. He smelled like coffee and sandalwood, a smell that had comforted Jayce for the last couple of years now. He wanted him so much closer than this, wanted to hold him, wanted to make him feel loved.

"I'd love to dance...with you" Jayce replies while gently grabbing Viktor's hand.

"I'm not much of a dancer, Jayce. Besides..." He quickly lifts his cane a bit which was leaning against the wooden booth. He looks at it with frustration and glances back at the dancefloor which was now occupied by more people who were dancing and laughing.

"Do you trust me?" Jayce brings Viktor's attention with this question back to him.

"Of course, not a question, but-"

And with that Jayce stands up and wraps his arms around Viktor's middle. He pulls him up in a fluid motion and holds him close to his chest. Viktor instinctively grabs onto Jayce's arms and they hold each other's gaze. Jayce's mouth quirks up in a grin while he takes Viktors hand in his. He leans down a bit and closes the small gap between them.

"Don't worry, I've got you" he whispers and earns a sharp breath from his partner, slowly relaxing into his embrace.

They begin swaying from side to side, slowly and close to each other. The music is calm and perfect for their dance, although it didn't matter which music would've played, they were only focused on each other in this moment.

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A slow first chapter to a potentially longer Jayvik fanfiction. A rough draft maybe even. I may continue it on AO3, depending on how the writing will go. It's my first real fanfiction, hope you'll like it!

In this version Jayce and Viktor don't know each other....yet. Jayce is working on Hextech by himself but constantly feels that there's someone missing in his life.

Might get more angsty over time.

Don't let me go

It was an off-putting sensation at first. It started years ago, when Jayce was still a bit new to the academy. He was a junior researcher at that time. His team was nice enough, he got along with them quite well, but he never felt a deeper connection to any of them. He felt like they never came close to a specific someone, whose presence he longed for, but he never knew who that someone was. He just felt an empty space close to him, that he couldn't seem to fill.

A lot of times Jayce pulled back, worked at his apartment, scribbling down notes, overlooking past research, thinking about all of the possibilities that his work could achieve. When he was alone, sitting at his desk, sleep deprived and overworked a strange feeling arose in his chest. Almost heavy on his lungs, but not blocking his breathing. During these times he felt some sort of presence close by, but shaking it off, telling himself "no more working after 2 am", he of course didn't do that.

Once he started working on hextech the sensation...changed. Jayce insisted on working alone in the lab, him handling the gemstones alone, despite Heimerdinger insisting on at least another two or three lab partners to insure a proper overview of the still unstable material. He refused.

"I don't need any partners, I've got it under control."

"Consider the risk, my boy. A few partners might make work a little easier."

"I appreciate your concern, Professor. But like I said Professor : I've got it under control."

And so Jayce worked alone in the lab, hours, sometimes days on end. It wasn't like there was a definitive deadline to uphold, but Jayce could not stop thinking. Couldn't stop thinking about the loneliness that he started feeling once he was by himself and not working. The pinch in his chest that had arose years ago became an unexplainable pressure which made him feel desperate.

He started checking his surroundings unconsciously for.... someone. When he was hunched over the console in this lab, he felt like someone was looking over his shoulder, guiding his fingers so that he may try different combinations on the gemstones set in the console. When he turned around there never was anyone there.

At home he felt like there was someone missing. But no one was watching him cook or joined him on the couch while he was reading his notes, no one cuddled up to him in bed. Maybe the years of distance to others made him desperate for love. But that didn't make any sense to him.

Then the nightmares started. He never knew how he got into the situation he dreamed about. He just felt the pain that followed it. He's on his hands in knees, face down in the dirt, screaming, crying, until his lungs ran out of air. The dirt mixes with his tears, his fingers digging into the mass, as if he could hold whatever was getting pulled away from him.

"GIVE HIM BACK TO ME. PLEASE, DON'T LEAVE ME. PLEASE I-"

Golden eyes lay onto him, fingers running through his hair, calling him, but the sound is so far away, he can barely make it out. Jayce tries to grab the hand lifted to his face.

"PLEASE....please, why-"

He stares into the golden eyes of the one standing above him. They're beautiful, like molten gold, reminding him of the comfort of their forge. They hold so much love in them, but also desperation. Slowly they fade, the hand falling from his face and disappearing into nothingness.

That's when Jayce wakes up, tears streaming down his face, an emptiness in his heart that he can barely tolerate. Most nights he lies on the floor of his bedroom or on the desk in his lab, when he spend another night with work. He shoots up and seeks out the spaces next to him. He hopes to find warmth, for them to not be gone, but he's always left disappointed. He never fell asleep next to them, it made no sense for them to be there.

At this point Jayce had trouble telling the difference between reality and dream. Were they his emotions? His memories? Who is this person he can't quite make out? And why does he long for them so much it hurts?

"Who...are you?" He breaks the silence of his bedroom with a question no one would answer. The clock on his nightstand shows it's 5 am. The need for sleep had disappeared, so he might as well get dressed and head to the lab. Maybe he could at least be a bit productive there.

In the evening Jayce had an unannounced visitor. It was Mel. He was happy to see her, they got close when he started working at the Academy. Together they often talked about everything, sometimes she came in on council matters, but today wasn't a auch day.

"How's work going? Any progress you'd like to share?" Mel curiously asked while sitting down on Jayce's desk.

"Oh yes, I've revolutionized our entire energy system and invented a new way of travel in just a couple of days since you've last asked"

It came out more sarcastically than Jayce had intended, but he had other things on his mind and talking work just irritated him a bit.

Mel raised an eyebrow at his snappy answer. She knows him better than letting it get to her. She's a politician, smart and used to lots of different people and mannerisms. She knows it wasn't meant to insult her, but a subtle hint of concern shows on her face.

"Something is wrong. What's bothering you?" She asks the young inventor.

Jayce appreciated her concern, even though he knew it would sound crazy if he told her what's actually bothering him. How would he even put it. He's longing for a figure in his dreams? He decides to not bother explaining his inner workings to her, even if she means well.

"Nothing, just had a couple of rough nights. You know, being the Man of Progress and all".

Her brows furrow, but she let's it slide. They both have an unspoken rule that they can talk about everything to each other, if they feel comfortable sharing. Jayce appreciated their friendship for that, but it was something he wanted to handle on his own terms.

"Alright" Mel slides of his desk in an elegant fashion and lightly squeezes his shoulder "if you need me, you know where to find me". The touch burns, not because he didn't like Mel, he loved her very much, as a friend, but something didn't feel right. For a second he saw someone else, touching his shoulder, a slender hand, moving over his arm, just a featherlight feeling, which made the pain return to his chest. He needs them, whoever they are, to be by his side.

He snaps back to reality when Mel looks at him with concern. Jayce takes her hand and lightly squeezes it back, assuring her, that he knows and will come to her if he needs to. She turns around and walks towards the lab entrance. When she's almost out the door she turns around again.

"By the way, Jayce"

"Yes?"

"I know it wasn't what you had... requested, but there's a new scientist in town, who joined the academy. Heimerdinger was impressed with his talents, and he assigned him to be working on hextech as well."

Shocked Jacye stands up hurriedly which throws his chair to the floor and he looks back at the Councilor.

"What? How come I wasn't even asked beforehand?"

"I'm sorry, but Heimerdinger insisted. You will meet him tomorrow, I can't do anything about it. I'm sure it will be fine"

And with that she leaves the lab and closes the door behind her. Talis doesn't know how to react to this information. He never wanted a partner, never felt like he needed one....never felt like he should have another one working alongside him. His head was a mess, so he decided to pack up and head home for the night.

He decided to walk back home to his apartment, tried to get used to the idea, that his space and work was soon to be shared with gods know who. At home he changed into his sweats and a loose back shirt and sat on the couch.

"I don't know who this new scientist is...how could he just assign me some partner?" He lays on his back and stares at the ceiling. Slowly he closes his eyes and begins to drift away.

Golden eyes greet him in his dreams, someone is again calling out to him, this time it's louder and clearer though.

"Jayce...I won't leave you"