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A study in desperate devotion <3

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We all know about most of these by now, but I thought it'd be fun to make a comprehensive list of all the things of varying degrees of insanity both Jayce and Viktor have done in the series to, for and because of each other: 1. Viktor looking at Jayce in the most intense but also thoroughly enchanted way in the council room scene

2. Viktor stealing Jayces notebook from Heimerdinger after Jayces research was officially deemed "dangerous" by the council

3. Saving Jayce from suicide and instilling new hope, along with a sense of adventure in him manic-pixie-dream-girl-style.

4. Jayce asking for Viktors name in the most romantic way possible and Viktor answering him with 2 syllables and bedroom eyes

5. Jayce-I-egotistically-sign-all-my-notes-with-my-name-Talis going instant commie mode by calling his life long dream "our" dream after Viktor scribbled something on a blackboard and cracked a silly little joke once.

6. Casually snacking on pickles, bread, wine and coffee as if they weren't committing crimes and there wasn't a huge hole in the wall while nerding out about magic

7. Breaking into Heimerdingers lab together

8. Viktor using taking Jayce to his bedroom as an excuse when getting caught, and Jayce being too stressed out to notice

9. Viktor then having the audacity to look disappointed in the background when Mr. Oblivious reacts to Mel the way every single person with functioning eyes would react to that goddess of a woman

10. Both trusting each other enough to risk exile after knowing each other for like a day.

11. Jayce, although having just experienced the same crystals blowing up a building, going through with the dangerous experiment simply because Viktor says "trust me".

12. Viktor sacrificing his cane, which is basically an extension of his body, to keep the door shut 13. Jaye carrying him bridal style because of that afterwards.

13. Experiencing what they'd both probably rank among their top 3 moments in life when floating in the magic they just created together

14. Viktor smiling the only full on smile we see him do in the show because of that.

15. Jayce drawing a portrait of Viktor in his notebook, next to a little doodle of two brains with lightning between them and a reminder to ask him for his last name.

16. Working alongside each other as best friends for 7 years and creating world altering technology

17. Viktor yearning for Jayce each day, for each of those 7 years ("Viktor wanted things Jayce couldn't give him at the time")

18. Whatever the fuck happened at the distinguished innovators competition that was probably also among their top 3 moments because of the way Viktor looked when Jayce brought it up and the fact Jayce used it to remind Viktor of things that make life worth living

19. Jayce constantly touching Viktor. In almost every scene. Whenever he can.

20. Them giving each other the same dumb heart eyes but always when the other is not looking

21. The way they say each others name. It gets progressively more breathy as the show goes on.

22. The way their pupils dilate in several scenes when looking at each other

23. The butterfly symbolism connecting them throughout both Seasons

24. (Debatable, but I will include it) Jayce having bi-panic when Ambessas twink reminds him of a certain someone

25. Jayce asking "You had a vision?" as if it is the most normal thing ever. (Thank you Jayce. We love a husband, who unabashedly supports his witchy partner, plagued by visions and omens.)

26. Jayce having his sex scene with Mel be intercut with scenes of Viktor (not something they actively did, but still has to be mentioned)

27. Jayce leaving Mel to be by Viktors bedside when he wakes up in the hospital

28. Viktor being the only one shown to notice how stressed Jayce is about getting pushed into being a councilor via the deep exhale he does in that scene

29. Jayce not letting Heimerdinger interfere with the experiments that might save Viktors life, no matter how dangerous

30. Jayce removing Heimerdinger from the council because of it

31. Viktor immediately thinking of Jayce when Singed mentions the word "love"

31. Viktor instinctively knowing Jayce will reach out his hand to help him up without having to look during the bridge scene

32. Viktor slapping his hand away, but then accepting when Jayce puts it on his lower back a second later

33. Jayce stopping Viktor from taking his own life

34. Jayce granting Zaun independence because he doesn't know how to save Viktors life but he has to do something to honor their shared dream

35. Jayce seeing the council room completely destroyed, with several people hurt and dead, but only tearing up when he sees Viktor

36. Jayce running several blocks while carrying Viktor to their lab

37. Breaking his promise to Viktor (and probably several laws) by performing necromancy on him

38. Jayce saying "fuck the council" and everything he has worked for, when he realizes none of that matters without Viktor

39. Jayce staying holed up in the lab for god knows how long to watch over Viktor

40. Jayce immediately waking up after Viktor quietly says his name, whereas we saw him sleeping through an air alarm before that.

41. Viktor looking...very different, but all Jayce cares about is that he is alive. 42. Jayce, glancing between Viktor’s legs in his changed form an ungodly number of times.

43. Them embracing very closely while Viktor is nude, ending with Jayce looking slightly embarrassed when the emotions are threatening to overwhelm him

44. Jayce covering Viktor in the blanket from his childhood bedroom which Viktor will keep even after reaching godhood.

45. "My place was always here with you."

46. "It was affection that held us together"

47. Jayce getting glassy eyed when Viktor tells him he is leaving and holding out his hand as if he is expecting him to come back and grab it.

48. Jayce looking heartbroken at Heimerdingers reminder of him having broken into the lab before

49. Jayce generally giving off freshly divorced vibes in that whole scene

50. Jayce longingly looking at the remains of two male figures embracing in the AU while sitting in the rain

51. Jayce hallucinating Mel turning into Viktor in the fire at the bottom of the ravine.

52. Jayce basically walking a mile in Viktors shoes, fighting his way from the depths of the Undercity to the top of piltover with a broken leg.

53. Viktor walking a mile in Jayces shoes by becoming a leader in S2 and his body finally being strong, while Jayces gets broken in the Au.

54. Viktor designing the sphere in the commune similar to the top of the Hexgates he built with Jayce

55. Viktor finally realizing through Singeds memories, that he wasn't kept alive by Jayce as an experiment, but out of love

56. Jayce tenderly stroking the hexcrystal on his bracelet

57. Viktor tenderly stroking the gear that reminds him of the night him and Jayce became partners.

58. Jayce looking at mage!Viktor in the exact same awestruck way he did when he was a child - even after about 6 months of pain and suffering

59. Jayce being ready to sacrifice himself after mage!Viktor reveals the truth to him

60. AU Jayces corpse responding to Viktors touch 61. The fact that the only "beautiful" place left in Piltover was where Jayces corpse was

62. Jayce dramatically adding "...and with me" after saying to Viktor how he thought he was done with hextech, like the bitter divorced husband he is.

63. Viktor excitedly inviting Jayce to the commune, believing he finally knows how Jayce really feels about him

64. Viktor waiting for Jayce floating in the air like a venus fly trap, with his upper body bare, while holding the gear in his hands

65. Viktors eyes changing color when he sees Jayce.

66. Jayce visually having to fight himself to be able to shoot Viktor and not being able to look while doing it

67. Viktor never taking his eyes off of Jayce after being shot by him

68. Jayce leaving without as much as a glance back while looking absolutely destroyed

69. Jayce now dressing in dark colors - both Zaunite and mourning coded

70. Jayces clothes being asymmetrical in the final scene - Zaun style

71. The most homoerotic fight in history.

72. Viktor giving bedroom eyes #2

73. Viktor choking Jayce (twice)

74. "Let's do this once again as partners." (Viktor didn't speak when he said this. He purred.)

75. Jayce lovingly caressing the gold poured into the broken council room table as if it was the golden lines in Viktors new skin.

76. Jayce having a dead-wife-flashback when Cait says "Viktor is at the center of all this, isn't he?", remembering him smiling, with a strand of hair prettily falling in front of his face, when that isn't what Viktor really looked like in that moment.

77. "I've been confused about a lot lately."

78. Viktors Mask as the herald resembling the Talis Symbol

79. Another homoerotic fight

80. Jayce kneeling down calmly infront of Viktor, accepting his fate

81. Jayces whole speech on the astral plane. Calling Viktors imperfections beautiful. Basically revealing how his plan was to deter Viktor from destroying the world by confessing his love to him.

82. IN ALL TIMELINES, IN ALL POSSIBILITES. SOULBONDED ACROSS INFINITY. INEXTRICABLY BOUND. ONLY YOU CAN SHOW ME THIS. NO MATTER THE CIRCUMSTANCES, IT'S ALWAYS GOING TO BE YOU.

83. Viktors eyes practically glowing in Jayces memory of him.

84. The "you have no idea how beautiful it is"-magic Jayce had been chasing since he was a child turning out to be Viktor all along.

85. Viktor bending the laws of the universe because he cannot let Jayce die

86. Jayce dooming the world over and over again because he cannot let Viktor die

87. "Because I promised you."

88. Jayce embracing Viktor again and Viktor, starting to glow gold where Jayces hands touch him.

89. Viktor telling Jayce to go, giving him the choice to live on without him

90. Jayce looking at him so tenderly yet sadly, because Viktor STILL doesn't realize he will never go. Ever.

91. Jayce passing the rune embedded in his wrist back to Viktor as if handing him his heart.

92. "We finish this. Together."

93. Them fighting to hold on to each other even though the force of the Arcane is pulling them apart

94. It finally giving up underneath the touch of both their hands

95. That one shot directly after where Viktor looks up from where their hands are touching and he has this expression on his face as if FINALLY realizing that he is no longer alone because of how Jayce truly feels about him.

96. Their final embrace: Touching foreheads. Jayces hand on Viktors neck. Viktor gently stroking his arm as if to soothe his partner.

Ps: If I have missed anything, let me know! I want to add it to the list :D

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Facetiming with Hextor! Bet Vik is only like one room away too.

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I talked about the mischaracterization of Viktor as an insecure person in this post, but I think there's another, related aspect that's become something of a trope in fanfiction: the idea that Viktor isn’t big on superficial things like looks or fashion — so whenever there’s an event, he has to be persuaded into dressing up. I don't think that’s actually accurate to Viktor’s character. In fact, I’d argue it might be pretty much the opposite — at least when he’s functioning at his full potential. I mean, have you seen these things:

Also: the way he dresses in the Commune? The way his followers dress? The fact that he basically gives them a free glow-up on top of healing them?

Are the amount of straps and jewellery and the little cut outs really necessary? No. Do they look great? Yeah.

The Commune itself has a very particular, curated, and beautiful aesthetic. It’s functional, yes — but by no means utilitarian. And while many people helped build it, Viktor is the one in control, so we can reasonably assume this is his design sensibility coming through.

I also often see Jayce portrayed as the one who’s very concerned with his appearance, with Viktor juxtaposed as someone who doesn’t give a fuck. But I’d argue:

Jayce’s apartment is canonically messy, and so is working at the forge.

Viktor only starts looking more unkempt as his health deteriorates — whereas at the beginning of S1, when he’s still feeling relatively okay, he’s well-groomed, with neatly cut hair.

The fact that his clothes later appear ill-fitting or sloppy isn’t a personal choice — it’s a visual consequence of severe weight loss due to illness.

So what I’m trying to say is: if Viktor’s not actively dying, he will probably come across as pretty confident — and, frankly, he’ll be serving cunt.

(Disclaimer: This isn’t me trying to police anyone’s headcanons — write whatever and however you want. This is just my interpretation based on what the canon seems to suggest.)

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[scenario/drabble] say it again

LIs react when you say their name, but not the one you usually call them by. (They love it. SO much.)

Genre: Fluff, TW: suggestiveness

(Note: HC all the LADS men are at least bilingual/trilingual for work purposes or just bc they've lived long enough)

SYLUS

The rain hits the glass panels like a scatter of beads, the curtains of dense raindrops draping over the N109 zone late at night.

Seeing that it is a slow night for Sylus, you decide to try your idea out.

His glass of whiskey pauses halfway to his lips when you pronounce "Qín Chè" with perfect inflection.

The ice cubes clink as he slowly sets it down.

"Now that," he purrs, rising from his chair with a predatory grace, "is a dangerous thing to know."

In your next breath, he appears in a cloud of black-red mist, leaning down to you with a hand in his pocket.

"Did you research me that thoroughly? Or..." His breath ghosts your ear, "have you been hiding secrets?"

When you admit to practicing, he chuckles. "Even more dangerous. Now I'll have to teach you all the ways I want to hear my name...in private."

And so you learn, saying his name like a prayer while his lips graze over your neck and his arms keep you pressed close to him. Soon, your attempts are swallowed by his hungry kisses, and lost between stuttered breaths.

The next night, he makes you do it all over again.

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XAVIER

The way back home is quiet, crowds dwindling quickly after dinner hours in the dreary weather. It's still drizzling, but you're under a covered walkway for this stretch of the walk.

There's a comfortable silence between you and Xavier, and you decide to test something out.

"Shěn Xīnghuí," you say softly, watching the light reflect in his widened eyes like stars.

"You...know." The way he says it makes you realize this isn't just about language- you've spoken a name he thought he'd never hear you say in this lifetime.

He takes both your hands, holding them delicately as he moves closer to you. "Say it again," he whispers.

You repeat his name, louder this time. The night suddenly feels sacred as the syllables hang between you.

He doesn't speak, only brushes his thumb lightly over your knuckles as he looks at you the way a stargazer would observe a meteor shower.

Then you feel the slightest squeeze on your hands.

“Let's head back quickly,” he says, moving to keep a hand on your waist on the way home. He turns to press a quick kiss to your temple. “Now that I know you can say my name this way… I won't let you stop at just saying it twice.”

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ZAYNE

When you pass by the reception desk at the cardiology ward, You wave to the nurses on your way in and greet Zayne in a sing-song voice.

It's a phrase you practiced, over and over in front of a mirror.

“Lí Shēn, I'm here~ I'll just leave your lunchbox on the table,”

His gaze snaps to you.

The receptionist nurse freezes as their usually unflappable chief surgeon stares at you like you've grown a second head.

"...That pronunciation is very precise," he finally says, clicking his pen shut and taking some charts from the shelf.

Later, in his office, he has you trapped against the table. He's careful not to make noise, his steps slow and deliberate until the back of your legs are pressed up against the cool wooden surface.

"Who taught you that?" He asks quietly.

You blink. He seems almost too calm- like he's trying hard not to let something irritate him. Something is simmering in his gaze, but it's one of those times where you can't quite place your finger on what it is.

“Well- I remember knowing you had a different name, but I just never actually asked you about it even after all this time-” You explain, “It came up when I went over the university alumnae list-”

“Are you a personal investigator now?” He says, inching even closer to you.

“I was just… sorry, I shouldn't have called you by another name in the hospital,”

He exhales, the hint of a smile gracing his sharp features. “No- don't apologize, my love. I have no reason to be unhappy-” When he wraps his arms around you, the tension in your cautious stance melts into familiar warmth.

The slightly coarse fabric of his doctor's coat rubs against your face, but you snuggle closer.

“-However,” he continues, voice low, “My private investigator, I can't let you leave just yet.”

He keeps you locked in place with a hand around your waist. “I have five minutes until my ward round. If you're ever going to say my name like that again..." His lips brush yours, "you'll do it where I can properly appreciate it."

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RAFAYEL

The name you learned isn't Lemurian- it's something you came across in a luxury-lifestyle magazine interview done years ago that lay forgotten inside one of his storage crates. You had gone to your friend and asked them to help with the pronunciation, and practiced till you could say it naturally within conversations.

"Qí Yù! Is this a new piece of artwork?" You call across the studio.

"Yeah it- WHAT DID YOU JUST-?!" He leaps over the couch.

"Say that again," he demands, gripping your shoulders.

When you repeat it with a grin, he gasps.

"You've been holding out on me! Oh, you say my name so wonderfully," He gushes with a smile so dazzling it would put the glittering sunset ocean to shame.

"Wait." He squints. "Did Thomas teach you? I'LL KILL HIM-"

You have to physically restrain him from storming off, and his arm almost slips between your grip.

“Rafayel! No, it's just me- I read in an old interview that you had a different name and-”

“So you've been reading about me- when you can just ask me anything?” He pouts.

You blink. “How would I even begin to know you have different names?”

He puts his hands on his hips, seemingly acknowledging an impasse.

Then he sighs and opens his arms wide. “Come here, cutie,”

His scent envelopes you as you sink into his embrace, and he rubs circles into your back.

His voice is lower when he speaks, “I will take a break now- I need some inspiration from you.”

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CALEB

It's rare that you ever tag along to Caleb's gym sessions. Aside from schedules never aligning, you always knew his workout routine was rigorous and intense, so you wouldn't want to distract him.

Apart from that, he is also a huge source of distraction to you.

Right now, he's doing shoulder presses while seated on the gym bench, looking absolutely distracting. The stair master machine faces the mirror, giving you a clear view of him.

There's no way you can complete your usual routine, so you approach him.

Time to call it a day at the gym.

"Xià Yǐzhòu," you call out.

His dumbbells wobble mid-air.

"Holy-" He braces himself and rights his grip, bringing the dumbbells back down to rest them on his knees.

When he looks up, his expression does something complicated. "...Haven't heard that in a while," he murmurs, placing the dumbbells on the floor and rubbing his neck.

There's a vulnerability in his eyes you rarely see. “What happened to ‘Caleb’?” he asks.

When you explain your practice sessions, his boyish grin returns.

"Well damn, pips."

He tackles you into a hug that nearly has you topple over- but he catches you. With the way he's looking at you now, you're glad the gym is quiet. Even after being with him, he never fails to get your pulse soaring with his stupid, rugged charm.

“Ew, Caleb your sweat-”

“I don't recall you having a problem with that last night,” he murmurs, holding you closer.

“Caleb, I swear-” You jab at his sides with your fingers, scrambling to find an excuse to get him to stop teasing, “I'm sweaty too, it's gross.”

It almost works. He squirms, but his grip doesn't loosen in the slightest.

“Xià Yǐzhòu-”

He hums contentedly, patting your hair to placate you, "Thaaaat's more like it. Now gotta hear that every morning."

His whisper turns teasing, "And every night. Especially when you're begging me to-" You clap a hand over his mouth.

“Caleb!”

He kisses your palm, then gently takes your hand from his face.

“Call me the other name again and I'll let you go,”

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Edit: (note: their chinese names are so beautiful and poetic and suits their characterisation/personalities so well I cant even begin to describe how much I love ! !! And especially the exact words/characters chosen for their names too where my multilingual stans at!!! OK incoherent vent over thank u all for reading <3)

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Original Tattoo Design based on the Grecian myth of Orpheus and Eurydice.

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God bless this fic and the artists who illustrate it

SUPER long post!!! I just wanted to illustrate this part of the second chapter of The line is covered in jellyfish by @yunuen !! I am fond of the funny parts, as you all might have figured.

A special thanks to @simplysamiblog that translated the fic in italian!! Reading both in english and in italian was something else!

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Please work

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“Hot and bothered” in the sense that it is 90 degrees out and I am extremely annoyed

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I see I have finally dived to the depths of none pizza left beef. I pay my respects 🙇🏼

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They are literally that couple 🍷

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Not a proper scene’s illustration, but again I was inspired by @yunuen ‘s “The Line is covered in jellyfish” and Jayce being a demi-bi disaster (I love him). Also, I just wanted to draw Melvik going at it.

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Caleb crying during sex is cannon, actually.

Caleb x female reader

Content: caleb cries during sex, creampie, L-bombs, overstim, slight dacryphilia

The first time Caleb gets to touch you, gets to taste you, he’s so overwhelmed he starts tearing up.

You’d be concerned if it weren’t for the way he gasps and whines, “So good, you feel so good.” It’s clear he’s not crying from distress, but from how many emotions he’s feeling right now. His mind is a jumbled mess of thoughts about how perfect this feels. How your bodies fit together like you were always meant to be wrapped around him like this.

He’s wanted this for so long. And now he can barely believe he’s pushing himself so deep inside you—until he can feel the tip of his cock insistently press against your cervix. He wants to stay like this forever. He wants to keep you pressed to his skin so tightly it feels like you’ve melded into one being.

It’s not just about the sex for him. It’s about the intimacy of this moment and how it seals your bond with the kind of finality he’s been craving for years. Now, you can’t deny you’re his in every way that matters. You can’t run from him anymore.

So yes, it’s inevitable that Caleb sheds a few tears during sex. He’s not fully sobbing or hiccuping. But there are definitive tear tracks running down his cutely scrunched up face. And you can feel the hot droplets of his tears land on your flushed skin.

He tries so hard not to ruin the sexiness of the moment—he wants to make sure this is good for you. But he can’t stop himself from chanting through his tears, “I love you, pip-squeak. Love you so much…” And when he comes inside you, that’s when he weeps a bit harder. It’s both a release of all the pent up feelings he’s harbored for so long and a sign of how happy he is right now.

You mistakenly think that will be the last of him getting so emotional during sex. Of course, he has his moments of being much more put together later. But sometimes he begs you to keep fucking him past the feeling of oversensitivity, to the point of choked sobs and whimpers escaping his lips. Other times, he feels that same flood of emotions he felt when he fucked you for the first time.

Then there are also times he cries because he convinces himself he isn’t worthy of you. He thinks he doesn’t deserve your sweetness and your unconditional love. Not when he’s guilty of lying to you. And certainly not when he keeps careful watch over you when you aren’t looking. It doesn’t matter that he tells himself it’s for your protection. He knows it’s wrong.

But the only confession or apology you’ll ever get from him is nonverbal. It’s hidden in his stream of tears while he pulls you down on his cock, blubbering your name like it will free him of the guilt gnawing at him.

He’s usually never vulnerable around you. He always seems to keep his shit locked up so tight that you envy him for it. But in these moments when he’s quite literally crying your name, you think he looks beautiful like this. Maybe other people wouldn’t think so. But you’ve always yearned for him to break down those carefully crafted walls of his.

You can’t deny it sends a slight thrill through you. Seeing your Caleb—a man of power and authority as Colonel of the Farspace Fleet—crying softly while he splits you open with his cock. Only you get to see this side of him. And you know he only breaks down like this because you make him feel amazing.

You’re his everything. He can’t help but cry from knowing you’re finally his lover. And you can’t help but feel a surge of warmth in your heart and your pussy every time he cries for you.

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