Hextech Anomaly

Multi-muse, multi-fandom role play blog. Writer is over 30, and neurodivergent. Minors DNI. Selective, low/slow activity. Mobile only. Triggers and content warnings will be tagged accordingly. Basic rules written, will be fleshed out soon. Squicks: Goats (videos/audio/in-person, gifs and images are okay); maggots (all incidents); spiders (videos/audio/in-person, gifs and images are okay) - they are fine to by in threads, I just ask we plot these elements first. Threads/asks etc are not necessarily fade to black. Dead Dove content present. Askbox is open, memes are welcome. Current muses are Huck, Viktor and Jayce from Arcane, they will be written as if they survived the season 2 finale/AU. Other muses are: Dr Corin Reveck (Singed), and Warwick/Vander from Arcane; they are currently test or secondary muses. Originally started writing them in July 2022. This blog was established in October 2025 as a fresh start.

[hextechanomaly]

Current brainworm is knight!Jayce and mage!Viktor AU. In-depth discussions with @thearcanestirs. 🙂‍↕️

[forgedofoaths]

Powder rolled her eyes at Benzo and pour Silco a pint. 'You might not want one, but you need one if you three are going to keep this up. So, when you say "fluffy hierarchy" are we talking - head hair, body hair, or personality being soft an' mushy?'

"Dearest PowPow... My darling, beloved, menace of a daughter..."

Silco accepted the pint.

"Why am I the one being asked about this? Vander started it."

@hextechanomaly

[hextechanomaly]

'Bcause, you, are the only one who is sober. I'm pretty sure Dad was tispy when he started this fluffy conversation. Benzo's gait is starting to wobble. As you stated earlier. You've had water all day. The other two have been somewhat day drinking.' Powder chuckled and pushed the the glass towards her Pa. 'Though, does it make you less of an idiot compared with Vander and Benzo? Janna knows!' She teased, tongue poked out.

[hextechanomaly]

Assuming the "Fluff Hierarchy" shenanigans is the S2E7 timeline...

Powder is munching a large bucket of popcorn. 😝

@zaunitespride @zaunite-hound @zaunitesnake

[hextechanomaly]

Choking on my tea, laughing so hard I'm coughing.

Fluff hierachy.

@zaunite-hound @zaunitesnake

[hextechanomaly]

✨(from Viktor to Jayce 😁thearcanestirs)

Send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on New Year's Eve.

Jayce flushed pink as Viktor pretty much pounced and body slammed him and pinned to the ground beneath them. He made a sound when Viktor's lips locked tight with his. With that he flushed a deeper red. The defender grinned and pulled back to breathe. 'Happy New Year Viktor.' Talis chuckled and returned the kiss.

[thedevilsmemes]

Send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on New Year's Eve.

[raesource]

headcanon questions

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the questions are being sent for . feel free to edit these as you see fit .

🌟 What’s something small they did as a child that hinted at who they’d become?

❤️ Who is the one person they’d drop everything for, no questions asked?

💔 What’s the one wound (physical / emotional) they’ll never fully recover from?

🗡️ What’s their “I’ve killed for less” trigger?

☀️ What’s their happiest childhood memory?

🌧️ What kind of weather matches their soul?

🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again?

🎶 What song instantly makes them emotional & why?

🌙 Do they sleep peacefully / fight nightmares every night?

🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave?

🪞 What do they secretly hate about their own appearance?

💪 What random skill are they weirdly proud of?

👶 Baby picture of them - what’s the most embarrassing thing about it?

🏠 Describe their home when no one’s watching—messy, spotless, chaotic cozy?

😭 What always makes them cry, even if they hate admitting it?

😂 What’s the dumbest thing they’ve ever laughed at for way too long?

🧸 Do they still have a childhood comfort object? Where is it now?

✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called?

⚔️ How do they act when they’re furious but have to stay polite?

🩸 What’s the worst injury they’ve ever had & the story behind it?

🕊️ What would instantly calm them down in a panic attack?

🔥 What’s something they’d burn the world down to protect?

🌹 What scent reminds them of the person they loved/love most?

🪥 What’s their most oddly specific daily routine?

💔 What’s the one apology they’re still waiting for that’ll never come?

🃏 Are they the type to forgive / hold a grudge until the end of the universe?

🌌 What’s their biggest “what if” that keeps them up at night?

🦋 What was their “I’m not a kid anymore” moment?

🎭 Do they wear a mask in public? What’s the real them like underneath?

🧳 If they had to leave home forever with only one bag, what do they pack?

🌑 What’s the darkest thought they’ve ever had about themselves?

☕ What’s their comfort drink?

🖤 What’s a “villain” trait they actually possess?

🤝 Who is the one person they never want to disappoint?

🎁 What gift would utterly destroy them (in a good / bad way)?

🩹 How do they react when someone they love is hurt?

🌅 Are they a sunrise / sunset person - what do they think about while looking at their favorite?

🧣 What texture/clothing item makes them feel safe?

🦉 What piece of advice do they give everyone but never follow themselves?

🔪 What’s the most violent thing they’ve ever done for love / survival?

🦋 What seemingly insignificant memory do they cherish the most?

🌹 What is their love language & how badly do they need it right now?

🪨 What’s the hardest choice they’ve ever made?

🧋 What food/drink do they hate that everyone else loves?

🕰️ If they could relive one day of their life, which would it be?

👑 In their own story, are they the hero / villain / someone else entirely?

🌡️ What temperature do they keep their home at & why?

🧸 What would their younger self think of them now?

💌 What’s the letter / text they’ll never send?

⚰️ What do they want written on their gravestone / what do they want people to remember them for?

[hextechanomaly]

You're shaking. is that blood? - from Viktor for Huck

༘⋆｡ cognitive dissonance.

Huck froze as the Herald approached them, as the first of the Healed, they had ended up flawed, with the people with them that day being one hundred percent healed. Unlike the others, Huck still had some minor physical and mental ailments which stemmed from their time as a Shimmer addict. They were still able to sustain cuts and scrapes, and bleed. The Gatekeeper felt ashamed they weren't upholding the Herald's vision to the best of their ability, but with daily newcomers - Viktor's had his hands full.

'Yes Herald it is.' They admitted ashamed at their clumsiness. 'A stumble from earlier on when I was playing a game with the newly healed children. One lad in particular, I think he'll be able to outrun us all.'

The boy in question had been wheelchair-bound before being Healed - his short brunette hair and large sapphire eyes which pierced through to the soul. The others Healed that day didn't have legs as bad.

'Apologises I didn't come to you when it happened.' They added, sheepish.

[mimi-maru]

The Herald & The Souls of Zaun 💀 (based on Hiremy-Hirschl’s Souls On The Banks of the Acheron)

[empyreau]

'This. you put your faith in this.' Jay said in an exasperated tone. Around her different gizmos and trinkets were scattered about the laboratory. Over the months, or years, they had spent together on the Hex Project; Jay wondered whether this chaos was an indicator of Viktor's stress levels, or this was his organisation method.

Nothing was labelled, either he had reorganised when she was a sleep; or Jay had started to notice items she hadn't before. If she hadn't noticed them before, why did she see them now?

Jay's eyes glazed over confused, like she was in a daze, half-asleep and quietened. Voice a soft whisper. 'I trust you above anyone else.'

It was part of his home, the lab. As much as any of the rooms which comprised his space could be called a 'home'. Sure, it had its required sterility to it but otherwise it was adorned with objects of his choosing and as many of them as he liked, some a part of the project and others personal. The personal ones he liked to call contraband, things the Director let him keep despite all manner of his previous life being on the record as being destroyed. He didn't think too much of it and perhaps he should, however there were more pressing things for his thoughts to occupy for the time being.

The other person in the room, for one.

"I put my faith in whatever methods I find work for me." Viktor answered the non-question without picking his head up from the notebook he'd been writing in. If he had the urge to show it to her even his writing would be called chaotic, everything noted in shorthand. A lost art, or at least he thought it was. "What you might call haphazard I call clever."

He didn't need to keep an eye on her but when he heard her voice fade to a whisper he glanced upward and closed his notebook decidedly. With one foot he wheeled his chair over to where she was perched and looked her over thoughtfully. "That's a rather serious declaration," he said, leaning closer, "I hope you are sure of it."

[hextechanomaly]

'Yes. I am sure.' Jay's voice was a little louder. 'If you - and I suppose the Director - hadn't accepted me into the Hex Project, I have no clue where I would be in life. Perhaps I wouldn't be alive.' She shrugged but then straightened. 'I know it's your lab, but sometimes... don't you distracted by these,' She paused find the appropriate word, 'trinkets?' The days or months had bled into one long day, time no longer existed inside the Monolith. Jay crossed her ankles and swung her legs, idle as she scratched the persistent itch on her neck. Earlier that day, that morning, perhaps the day previous; she had wandered onto the roof - the urge to get out of the building itself had increased. Each room, each experiment room felt too sterile. 'Doesn't every room being overly sterile drive you out of your mind?'

'Don't you wish for a proper bed, to get good quality sleep, rather than rammed into a single person bunk in a bland room?' Jay was frustrated with waking up, daily, with stiff limbs and a cricked neck which exasperated the chip's tug on her muscles. The mattress was either old or poor quality, perhaps both.

'Sometimes The Director seems stingy. Aside from you, he doesn't seem to care about anyone in here.'

'Be honest, do you want me around or am I inconvenience?'

[memesgaloor]

How am I doing with my character?

Send in your constructive criticism, your tips, your unfiltered opinion! Words of love, words of critique, so long as it’s not blind hatred!

[the-therapist-will-use-you-now]

Reblog This If You Are Comfortable With Brainwashing/Conditioning RPs

We know the type. Being indoctrinated, being conditioned to believe things, the false manipulative friend, the mind control drugs in the water, the subliminal signals to the brain through the tv, ect. 

[hextechanomaly]

Threads and Asks Update

To keep my head straight, this is all the threads/asks I have. This is not a demand for replies, this is for my own reference. If there is anything I am missing, please let me know.

@alltimelines - Mel and Viktor

@elisethetraveller - Elise and Warwick or Singed (sending to inbox)

@empyreau - Blue Jay and Viktor, foggy walk outside

@empyreau - Blue Jay and Viktor, lab

@fields-of-dreamless-solitude - Jayce and Mage Viktor, confronting

@fields-of-dreamless-solitude - Evolved!Huck and Mage Viktor

@fields-of-dreamless-solitude - Evolved!Jayce and Mage Viktor

@fields-of-dreamless-solitude - Isha and Mage Viktor

@h3raud - Jayce and Viktor, drinking ask

@humanoidhexcore - Viktor and Hexcore, "First meeting"

@humanoidhexcore - Viktor and Hexcore, "Blood/trust"

@infinite-xerath - MH!Viktor and Xerath thread

@judasrots - Jayce and Viktor, "Should have left"

@judasrots - Jayce and Viktor, "trouble by design"

@versus-written - Huck and Viktor, blood ask

@versus-written - Singed and Viktor, lying ask

@thearcanestirs

Jayce and Viktor "Strange" thread

Jayce and Viktor "bleeding" thread

Jayce and Viktor, gala

Jayce and Viktor, NSFW

Stillwater!Jayce and Zaun!Viktor

Knight!Jayce and Mage!Viktor

Jinx and Viktor, Commune

Powder and Viktor, AU (nightmare)

Warwick and Jinx

Mel and Lest

Jinx and Isha, ask

@zaunite-hound

Huck and Vander, Commune

Evolved!Huck and Vanderwick, "coffee and fish"

Jinx tossing Singed at Warwick

@zaunitespride

Jayce and Ekko post anomaly

Huck and Ekko, Shimmer deal ask

@zaunitesnake

Evolved!Huck and Silco

Warwick and Silco, check ask

Stillwater!Jayce and Silco

Viktor and Silco, "Imperfect"

Isha and Young Silco

"Puppy" Warwick and Silco

[hextechanomaly]

‘I would hope not from me, no.’ Jayce replied as he let the last of the ringlets fall through his fingers and he let go. The knight felt stung by the second question, but not unexpected after his foolish comment. The knight has been assigned and “partnered” with Viktor since the pair were barely fresh adults. A knight’s job was protect mages from any physical threat that would mean them harm. Over the years, a handful of important lessons had been learnt - information which wasn’t present in the large dusty volumes kept in the clerks’ library. A mage’s hair was sacred and wouldn’t be cut once they reach adulthood, unless they abandoned being a mage - something which happened in campfire stories as a young boy - but not had happened, to his knowledge, in his lifetime.

Knight Talis was lucky to be literate after his father died in battle and his mother, Ximena, had surrendered him to the court after being left in destitution after her husband’s death. ‘No.’ His voice was quiet, for a moment his mind wondered whether Viktor would leave him stranded on the road, in a field. ‘Don’t. Don’t cut it. I don’t want you to lose your position and place into society because I ran my mouth.’ Hazel eyes searched the other’s face. Would Viktor turn him into vermin for his transgression?

It was a privilege to get this close to a mage; and to touch their hair, so intimately, it was rare - almost taboo.

Touch was at the mage’s discretion. ‘I forget my place.’ Jayce fidgeted, unable to meet the mage’s eyes.

[thearcanestirs]

“Never from you.” Even after all this time, Viktor was still able to shove the knife under Jayce’s skin, just enough to flay him softly without notice. Viktor doesn’t break when he sees him start to scramble in his head. He truly didn’t mean to mess with him, but sometimes things just went a little too far over his head and it was too easy to let it linger longer than he should.

It was only when those words and eyes started searching for something assuring did Viktor break with a smile and small huff of a laugh. His free hand tracing softly along his bearded jaw. “You take me too seriously, Talis. Will you ever learn?” Viktors asks, still feeling playful about it, till it seems a little too serious after all.

“Your place is by me.” Viktor whispers to him, gliding fingers to his chin before gripping it gently. His unwillingness to meet his eyes stirs something within his chest attuned to ache. “Are you.. still afraid of me?” Viktor asks earnestly this time. It had been a long time since they had been ‘together’ and somehow Jayce still seems to think he is beneath Viktor. Perhaps, it didn’t help that most mages were power hungry thinking they were above all.

[hextechanomaly]

Jayce nodded. ‘My place is with you.’ Talis repeated, nodded like a ragdoll. ‘I have to take my duties seriously. We are warned of horror stories as children, the knights who stray from their path. Mages being killed or worse because they were no longer protected. I have tried to relax, but I have concerns it will lead to a lapse in judgement. I hope I have relaxed since I was assigned to you? My sincerest apologies if that isn’t the case.’

‘Afraid of you? No.’ He shook his head. ‘No, Mage. No.’ Jayce let a small smile flit onto his face at Viktor’s laugh. ‘I am scared to break the rules, …and being separated from you.’ The knight admitted in a hushed tone. This time, Talis met Viktor’s eyes when he gripped his chin.

A small giggle escaped past his lips, part of him hated he needed reassurance. Viktor had always, in the end, been understanding. He remembered the first time they were truly alone with no mentors - such as Heimerdinger - breathing down their necks, for them to behave properly in front of peers and elder mages. Heimerdinger had pulled Jayce aside - if he did not act according to the rules and Knights’ Charter, he would be reassigned at best to another, likely older mage who wouldn’t want to deal with “adolescent antics” or stripped of knighthood and relegated as a court peasant at worse.

Out of the immediate court system but hadn’t travelled far, Viktor had activated a spell (whether by accident or on purpose, Jayce had never asked) and within in moments, the pair were floating in the air with no idea on how to get down to the ground. Without getting caught. Luck would have it, they hadn’t been caught after being in the air for a couple of hours. The loud laughter and almost snot riddled giggles had caught the attention of others, namely the visiting mage Mel Medara who was two or three years Viktor’s senior. Medara had chastised them for acting like children and to grow up. It was soon after this Heimerdinger appeared at Mel’s side, the blue eyes a steeled glare, framed by his large long white moustache.

Heimerdinger had warned Jayce again and to remember his place. If Viktor was harmed or killed, Jayce’s head was on the block.

‘Your hair is cashmere soft.’ Jayce confessed, cheeks flushed pink.

‘As far as I’m aware, us knights are random assignments. Did you have any say of wanting me, or did you just get stuck with me?’

[thearcanestirs]

@hextechanomaly sent: 'Long hair is like carrying a hiding place with you everywhere you go.' Jayce hummed as he ran his fingers through Viktor's locks, his own shaggy bedhead and beard, a tangled mess compared with his partner's.

Viktor was propped up on an elbow, looking down at the knight as he spoke who was caressing fingers through his long hair. Curious words. “You think I hide?” He questions stilly. The mage didn’t ever think of his hair as a sort of ‘hiding’ place. It wasn’t necessary for Viktor to always be known anyways. Maybe that was even a perk to him. Only appear when called upon. Viktor leaned in closer to Jayce. “Should it be cut then?” He asks teasingly. His hair hadn’t been cut short since his youth. Did the average even know that a mage's hair held special properties?

[hextechanomaly]

‘I would hope not from me, no.’ Jayce replied as he let the last of the ringlets fall through his fingers and he let go. The knight felt stung by the second question, but not unexpected after his foolish comment. The knight has been assigned and “partnered” with Viktor since the pair were barely fresh adults. A knight’s job was protect mages from any physical threat that would mean them harm. Over the years, a handful of important lessons had been learnt - information which wasn’t present in the large dusty volumes kept in the clerks’ library. A mage’s hair was sacred and wouldn’t be cut once they reach adulthood, unless they abandoned being a mage - something which happened in campfire stories as a young boy - but not had happened, to his knowledge, in his lifetime.

Knight Talis was lucky to be literate after his father died in battle and his mother, Ximena, had surrendered him to the court after being left in destitution after her husband’s death. ‘No.’ His voice was quiet, for a moment his mind wondered whether Viktor would leave him stranded on the road, in a field. ‘Don’t. Don’t cut it. I don’t want you to lose your position and place into society because I ran my mouth.’ Hazel eyes searched the other’s face. Would Viktor turn him into vermin for his transgression?

It was a privilege to get this close to a mage; and to touch their hair, so intimately, it was rare - almost taboo.

Touch was at the mage’s discretion. ‘I forget my place.’ Jayce fidgeted, unable to meet the mage’s eyes.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action.  )

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

[scapegods]

what if this scene was worse