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I already love this Vastaya from Arcane :)

shocked and betrayed when my chronic pain is actually chronic and not something I can force myself through to some positive end

sick — beautiful analysis but how dare you do this to me

Battling through the mortifying ordeal of exposing my Twitter acc cause, unfortunately, I needed to share this comment I wrote because????? The pieces just clicked in place for me seeing that user’s post

Of course Jayce was able to grit his teeth and shoot Viktor at the commune, even though every fiber of his being was (literally) screaming at him not to—

Of course he rejected Viktor’s invitation in the council room, even though I’m sure he almost rejoiced when Viktor called him his partner again—

Of course he willingly gave up his life, didn’t fight as Viktor took over his mind even if it risked him being ascended and trapped forever as a statue, never able to think or move or breathe, a prisoner of his own body—

—because all of it would ensure, at the end, that Viktor would never have to come back to himself and see that he doomed the world. That his evolution was a massacre. That he’d be alone, indefinitely left to agonize over what he’d done. Because Jayce would never let that happen

the parallels these 2 had in season 2 make me sick

Postliminary Conversations

always thought that Silco became a council member in the ep 7 AU... I would've loved to see him interact w/ Mel or Cassandra 🥹🥹🥹

been trying to pinpoint why I’m more attached to Jayvik than Caitvi when I’m a lesbian, aside from the disability rep, and I think it’s the asexuality/demiromanticism

Jayvik progresses through a deep friendship first, while. Caitvi has a lot more physicality from the get-go, which I just can’t relate to

idk just musing, but I appreciate the diversity in what relationships can look like

the older I get, the better I understand why lesbians say that their gender is lesbian

Becoming a writer is great because now you have a hobby that haunts you whenever you don’t have time to do it

BTW i see these posts all the time like "ohhh i dont know what to comment on fics.." and every response is "keysmashes! or hearts!! anything works :3" and thats GREAT!! thats helpful!!

but: consider. if u genuinely like analyzing writing.. do u know ur just allowed to go through and quote your favorite parts and ramble abt what they mean to u and the author will LOSE IT WITH HYPE?

genuinely. i felt SO WEIRD the first time i did it.. but like. holy shit authors love it. its crack for authors. the first time i did it, it was on a fic that hadnt updated in half a year, give or take, and the author made 3 updates that month BECAUSE OF MY COMMENT.

LIKE. as an author every comment is INCREDIBLE!!! but also, dont feel like your comment has to be short or otherwise ur invasive or smth!! authors ADORE long comments more than ANYTHING.

Give me chronically fatigued Viktor.

Give me Viktor, falling asleep at his desk in the middle of the day because he’s been staring at those calculations for so long and his head is just too heavy to keep upright anymore, no matter how much sleep he gets.

Give me Viktor, leaving the lab early in the summers until Jayce builds him a personal AC unit, because the heat makes him drowsy.

Give me Viktor, falling asleep at a Council meeting, because it’s dark and he’s sitting and the voices around him have been droning on for hours. He startles when Jayce nudges him to leave. A succinct summary dictated by Mel appears in the lab the next day. (Viktor appreciates this, as it’s hard to focus on Jayce’s words when he’s so exhausted and he’s terrible at summarizing anyway)

Give me Viktor, nearly causing an explosion when his vision blurs/crosses while engineering, resulting in a stray spark. Jayce bans Viktor from operating machinery after 5pm, one of the only lab rules Viktor hates but won’t break.

Give me Viktor, frustrated at a problem for hours, only for Jayce to correct something he had made a mistake on due to brain fog.

Give me Viktor blaring music, drinking religious amounts of caffeine, and blasting his AC to near-freezing to keep himself somewhat alert.

Give me a Viktor who keeps oversleeping, showing up to the lab at noon because Jayce never has the heart to go and wake him when he clearly needs the rest. Viktor eventually moves in with Jayce because he can’t trust himself to wake up anymore, no matter how many alarms he sets. Plus, Jayce lives closer to the lab, and it’s an easier walk in terms of both pain and fatigue.

Give me Viktor leaning on Jayce at an event because there’s no place to sit and putting weight on his crutch relieves the pain in his leg, not the constant exhaustion pulling at his soul. Give me Jayce offering gentle support for that smallest bit of relief.

Give me a Viktor who’s not tired from long nights in the lab, but because of his illness.

*Holds Jayvik up in a glass jar* I love these little guys

ah yes just me, my partner, and his crippling fear of disappearing from this world without ever accomplishing anything worthwhile

no but even viktor's desire to be remembered could be viewed to be coming from loneliness. when I die, would anyone notice?

"but they tried to kill each other!!! !" it's like you don't even fantasize about what it would be like to find a person who truly sees and understands you only to be torn apart by external forces and be dragged in diametrically opposite directions by morals and circumstance, only to coalesce once again in one brief tangent where the only way to be close to each other once more is to seek mutually assured destruction and through it gain a renewed sense of balance and understanding but to do so at such a tragically late point that the only thing left is to go out together in a blaze of glory, inextricably bound to each other for eternity

enemies-to-lovers, but Viktor's ready to neutralize Jayce at any moment while Jayce just wants to talk mechanics with the pretty guy who keeps threatening him for some reason

Ok, following the comments a previous post here's my version of firelight Viktor, first of a series hopefully

Also inspired by the talented @duckchaw ❤️

SICK from thinking about the symbolism of the rune.

Which rune Viktor gives baby Jayce is the only thing we see as a catalyst for change across timelines — it's the butterfly flapping its wings.

The rune switches hands only twice more after that:

Viktor giving it back to Jayce, representing the start of their partnership concerning Hextech,

and Jayce giving it to Viktor in the astral plane, helping him put an end to the arcane apocalypse.

But there's one more important similarity about these moments — they're moments when Viktor and Jayce save each other.

Mage Viktor saves Ximena and baby Jayce, then gives him the rune.

Viktor stops Jayce's attempt, then hands him back his bracelet.

Jayce stops Viktor from losing his humanity, taking the rune from his wrist and together, they use it to save the world.

The rune isn't just about possibilities. It's a representation of their lives.

And they only ever put it in each other's hands.

only you

Actually no, how dare Arcane force Vi to be the survivor

She’s been the protector all her life, the one her siblings looked up to, the one Vander looked to in order to keep the kids safe. Then she loses everyone in a single moment, spending the next almost decade ruminating in that guilt. Then she gets Powder back, until she realizes Powder doesn’t exist anymore. She gets Caitlyn, but loses her too.

She seemingly gets part of her family back with Jinx and Warwick/Vander and Isha, only to lose them all too.

And she was supposed to protect them. I can’t see her viewing herself as anything but a failure after having lived with that pressure and guilt for so long.

I’m so glad we as a society have moved away from the “socially adept sex god Jayce and shy baby Viktor” cause like… Jayce is a walking pile of panic attack. That man has never calmed down once in his life. If he were a dog he would NOT be a Golden Retriever he’d be an anxiety ridden Chihuahua. Viktor ‘Manic-Pixie-Hey-Let’s-Do-Crime-It’s-Fine-I’ve-Known-You-All-Of-Three-Hours’ is not all cute and demure and shy. Ximena makes a comment to Viktor to keep Jayce out of trouble and Jayce fucking implodes cause he’s the one making sure Viktor doesn’t piss off the wrong guy or up’s the voltage on their latest project by fifty.

never separate them :-(

I like the idea of there being something a little sharper about Zaunites.

Jayce often turns around to find Viktor much closer than he had thought, even being able to hear the tapping of his cane. During late nights in the lab, his amber eyes burn violently in the blue glow of the hexgems. On the rare occasion he blinks, Jayce can swear they appear reflective, like a cat’s. Just tricks of the light and the mind.

Mel’s skin rises the first time Jayce brings Viktor to a Council meeting. They’ve met before, of course, but there’s something immovable in his grip when she shakes his hand, touching him for the first time. Viktor smiles ingenuinely, almost mockingly, at something Salo says, and his teeth are a tad sharp. Mel has grown up around war, around danger, but it had always come for her head on. In Piltover, it came in the form of ruining reputations or profits. She wonders how thoroughly Viktor could ruin someone before they even realized he was there. She dreams of wolves and foxes that night, and from a tree, the ember-bright eyes of a lynx watches, waiting for the other predators to tear each other apart.

Vi likes to climb. Caitlyn knows this, though she supposes she didn’t really think about it. It’s almost beautiful to watch, really — the agile switches, the power thrumming beneath Vi’s skin like she might burst from it. Vi maneuvers through the rooftops of Zaun as easily as breathing. Sometimes, Caitlyn’s own breath will catch when the jump looks too far, too much, then Vi’s hand will catch the ledge without fail and she can huff a laugh. She ignores how many distances Vi has crossed that shouldn’t be crossable. Like a cat, a Zaunite will always land on their feet.

Ekko seems to move quite strangely, Heimerdinger thinks. Though, he’s never truly paid close attention to human movements, the boy seems to traverse without the normal effect of gravity, as if he simply never dismounted his hoverboard. It was far too smooth, far too even — it took a considerable time for Heimerdinger to put his finger on it. As they discover the sickness of the tree, the pattern changes. Ekko glitches sometimes, staying in one place for too long before seemingly being sling-shot through space, appearing somewhere else without having gotten there. A mystery for later, he supposes.

Silco feels like a condensation of all Zaun’s noxious gases, perhaps with a vein of Shimmer added for realism. Marcus feels like his lungs are clouding just from being around him, getting the urge to cough out the pollution. Silco is the grimy cracks, the perpetually-wet streets, the sunken ribs and track marks of every body slumped on every street. His voice curls around Marcus like a snake, squeezing tighter and tighter until the fear and the threats are the only things left in his brain. Yet, Silco sits calmly, always far too still. Sometimes his scar appears to splinter in front of Marcus’s eyes. When he tucks his daughter in a night, he wonders about what kind of monster might slip, unheard, through the cracks of her window.

There’s always been Something in the air in Zaun. The water too. Really, can one be surprised at the consequences?

Give me chronically fatigued Viktor.

Give me Viktor, falling asleep at his desk in the middle of the day because he’s been staring at those calculations for so long and his head is just too heavy to keep upright anymore, no matter how much sleep he gets.

Give me Viktor, leaving the lab early in the summers until Jayce builds him a personal AC unit, because the heat makes him drowsy.

Give me Viktor, falling asleep at a Council meeting, because it’s dark and he’s sitting and the voices around him have been droning on for hours. He startles when Jayce nudges him to leave. A succinct summary dictated by Mel appears in the lab the next day. (Viktor appreciates this, as it’s hard to focus on Jayce’s words when he’s so exhausted and he’s terrible at summarizing anyway)

Give me Viktor, nearly causing an explosion when his vision blurs/crosses while engineering, resulting in a stray spark. Jayce bans Viktor from operating machinery after 5pm, one of the only lab rules Viktor hates but won’t break.

Give me Viktor, frustrated at a problem for hours, only for Jayce to correct something he had made a mistake on due to brain fog.

Give me Viktor blaring music, drinking religious amounts of caffeine, and blasting his AC to near-freezing to keep himself somewhat alert.

Give me a Viktor who keeps oversleeping, showing up to the lab at noon because Jayce never has the heart to go and wake him when he clearly needs the rest. Viktor eventually moves in with Jayce because he can’t trust himself to wake up anymore, no matter how many alarms he sets. Plus, Jayce lives closer to the lab, and it’s an easier walk in terms of both pain and fatigue.

Give me Viktor leaning on Jayce at an event because there’s no place to sit and putting weight on his crutch relieves the pain in his leg, not the constant exhaustion pulling at his soul. Give me Jayce offering gentle support for that smallest bit of relief.

Give me a Viktor who’s not tired from long nights in the lab, but because of his illness.

what if we were both SCIENTISTS and saved each other from SUICIDE and worked in close quarters for a DECADE but our project turned out to be EVIL and one of us got involved in POLITICS while the other got involved in DRUGS because he is DYING and one of us got EXPLODED and then RESURRECTED but left to become JESUS while the other was transported to another DIMENSION and had to endure narrative PARALLELS before vowing to KILL his friend because he came back WRONG and what if we ended up ASTRAL PROJECTING and finally ACCEPTING OURSELVES all while saving the world as PARTNERS??? WHAT THEN??

Viktor baby get behind me, people who’ve never seriously had to reckon with their own mortality or what it really means to live in constant, high-level pain for the rest of their life keep trying to create takes on you

(this is not an endorsement of the whole Herald eugenics thing, but if I keep seeing garbage analysis about Viktor and the Hexcore (before he died the first time) I will take notes from Jayce and start bashing things with a hammer)

short comic based off that one post where sevika first meets silco by mistaking him for a butch lesbian (idk how the timelines work don't think too hard abt the ages lol)

If Mel and Jayce had a little more time to talk…

Aftermath:

Damn can’t believe cosmic yaoi got me to draw for the first time in a year.

(Inspired by @sucredemar’s post about Jayce’s revenge dress fit)

Everything between Jayce and Viktor can really be traced back to their childhood inciting incidents and it’s killing me.

Jayce: a miracle saves him and his mom, forever imprinting him with the certainty that miracles do exist, they can be controlled, he can save his loved ones no matter how awful things get, if he can just be smart and bold and quick enough.

Viktor: he saw the horror of what Singed had done—of forcing a creature to live against its will, of the degradation and terror of being fundamentally changed. For a while he thought he understood Singed, when he decided that he was willing to throw away all his principles to survive his own body. But he didn’t, really. He didn’t understand. There was still a line he would not cross. He wanted to die human.

It’s fitting, then, and unspeakably tragic, that Jayce is the one who played Singed’s role in the end. Because you can’t ask Jayce to let a loved one go, when he knows there’s a miracle that can save him, the solution is right there, it will work if you will just let him try—and so he forces a change onto Viktor against his will. He traps him into the Arcane, takes apart and reassembles his body, strips him of his selfhood and humanity. All so that Viktor will live. Singed wasn’t talking about the desperation not to die—he was talking about the desperation not to lose someone you love.

And so Viktor is…changed. He lives, whether he wants to or not.

And so Jayce loses him anyway.

revisiting my written storyboard for the twins and this song bc goddamn this got me in my heart

christmas eve posting ohhh yeahhh