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And of course it's agere Jayvik 🩵
https://archiveofourown.org/works/81667851
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New fic! 🎉
And of course it's agere Jayvik 🩵
https://archiveofourown.org/works/81667851
CONTENT WARNING: pee
I just found out that AO3 was scraped of basically everything on it and I just... I don't know how to process how angry and exhausted and full of HATE I am. I genuinely hate AI and the joy it has taken out of my life. I went from wanting to be a writer growing up to knowing it isn't worth bothering with because AI is a thing. I'm better than it ever will be, but it's a quantity issue not a quality one.
I've been told I should just lock guests out but I haven't done that ever in the over 5 years I've been on AO3. I like giving anons the ability to interact with me and I'm sure they make up a big portion of my readers. But at the same time, I'm sick and tired of this. So I wanted to ask the community I write for what you think. I'm sorry I even need to ask this.
Should I lock out guests going forward?
Unfortunately yes
Please don't
Jayvik extract from wip one-shot
“I still think it’s as beautiful as the first time we watched it send off a ship.”
Jayce put down the chalk he was holding and walked over to Viktor by the window, “Science never changes. It’s fact and always will be fact. And sometimes facts can be pretty beautiful. That fact there definitely is.” Jayce nodded towards the gates that towered in front of them.
Viktor hummed and turned back to his work. He still couldn’t fathom how they had cracked it, but they had, and now they were working on even more advanced versions of hextech. How they had gotten from that ledge, Viktor holding Jayce’s notebook, suggesting the unthinkable, to this, their shared dream being used as a hub of worldwide trade, Viktor couldn’t even fathom. And yet, there it was, staring him in the face.
He busied himself with his work.
“The fact you’re alive is a beautiful fact too.” he heard the other man say behind his turned back.
I've been working on Little Blue Boy (jayvik agere fanfic w/ depressed!little! Vik) for a minute btw - which was actually the final winner in that poll I did a while ago to figure out which idea to work on first. 😅
The jayvik breastfeeding fic was in the lead tho lol
Hopefully I'll have this next one done by the end of the month or sooner. I'm doing my best, but my mental health is declining once again. 🫤
Bear with me, those who enjoy my work 🩵
ily 😘
New fic incoming! I'll post when I get home ☺️
'it's rough, but at least we have pancakes' hit 1000 🩵🩵🩵
Thank you 😘