#jayvik week 2024

[iminmywritersdungeon]

take a rest, I'll be right here

for @jayvik-week day seven: free day

in another life, I would hold you while you sleep

“Is this really necessary?” Jayce asks, thermometer in his mouth.

“Yes.” Viktor responds, pulling it out. He checks it, “102.4” He reads off, “You’re staying home.”

“Viktor.” He stares at Jayce. “Really, I’m fine. I just…need some Tylenol or something. I don’t need to stay home.”

Viktor listens to him spit out his lies, then shoves him down onto the couch. “Jayce Talis. You are going to stay home, and that is final. If I have to, I will call your mother.”

Jayce groans, “Please don’t call my mom, she’s going to worry so much over nothing.”

He caresses Jayce’s burning cheek, before gripping it tightly, “Then go back to bed and rest. I’ll be back in an hour.”

or; soup, sickness, love and being loved

[iminmywritersdungeon]

leaves softly falling outside my window

for @jayvik-week day two: academy days

first gif from @reyenii

he stares across the table, autumn breeze chilling their bones, at the man he finds he loves.

Their friendship is fast, but it’s soft. It’s gentle.

It starts with lunch together, every day, no matter where the other is.

It starts with Jayce noticing Viktor shivering from the cold, and slinging his jacket over his shoulders without so much as a word. It starts with Viktor accepting that.

It starts with them staying up late studying until the library closes. It starts with one of them falling asleep and having to be shook awake.

It starts with pages and pages of Jayce’s sketchbook, covered in drawings of Viktor.

or; jayce and viktor in the academy, and how they came together

[iminmywritersdungeon]

and in that unknown place, I found you

for @jayvik-week day five: divided cities

their clasped hands, a union of more than just themselves

He holds out the boat for Jayce to inspect. As he does, Viktor says, “It used to work, but I dropped it and some pieces came off. I would have figured it out.”

Jayce looks at the boat. The craftsmanship is nice, for it being made out of scraps. “I’m sure you would have,” He replies, “But I figured it out first. Can I make it go?”

Viktor nods, and Jayce puts it in the water, watching it float to the opposite bank. Jayce begins to run around the pool, to meet the boat on the other side. “C’mon!” He calls out. When he doesn’t hear another set of footsteps, he turns. Viktor is walking fairly far behind him, a cane in hand. He’s going fast, but not nearly as fast as Jayce when he runs. Jayce walks back to him, holding his empty hand.

They’re each other’s best friend by the end of the day.

or; two boys from two cities, and the meeting in the middle

[iminmywritersdungeon]

and as we grow, we destroy ourselves

for @jayvik-week day three: evolve

as I take my place at your knees, please hold my soul, just like a memory

It’s the look in Viktor’s eyes that makes him almost hesitate. 

His eyes, his once beautiful golden eyes that are now mixed with the mess of the arcane, are so devoid of emotion. If anything, they’re resigned. Viktor knows what is coming for him, still draped in the blanket that Jayce had pulled around his shoulder. He is ready.

And yet. And yet and yet and yet and yet and yet.

That flicker.

The flicker in his eyes right as Jayce feels his hammer power up.

It’s fear. 

That imminent feeling, the encroaching fear of death that the Viktor he knew felt every time he took a step, every time he breathed, that fear is in his eyes again. It’s just for a moment, a hairline fracture in time, but he pauses.

Jayce remembers being scared to die.

or; jayce, through all of viktor's evolutions

[iminmywritersdungeon]

tap on the chalkboard (dust off your heart)

for @jayvik-week day six: alternate universe

they aren't hiding, just living out of sight

Vi runs up to the sidelines, grabbing her water bottle, “Hey coach.”

Jayce Talis grins at her, looking up from his binder. “Hey Vi, how’s it going?”

She shrugs. “Not bad, Cait was telling me about how nervous she is over her score on the physics test.”

Talis laughs, taking the hint, “Well I haven’t graded the FRQs yet, but you can let Caitlyn know that her multiple choice score was higher than the rest of the class.” He pauses. “Don’t tell anyone else I said that.”

“I’ll let her know.” She puts the bottle down, “I’m lucky to have her.”

He nods, “You really are.”

Vi takes a chance, decides to push a little, “What about you, coach, any lucky ladies?”

Talis sputters, coughs, chokes out a few words. “No, no.” He says, “No ladies.” 

Vi smirks. Well, that rules out Medarda.

or; the kids make a bet, and discoveries are made

[iminmywritersdungeon]

lay your head down on my shoulder

for @jayvik-week day one: progress

first gif from @reyenii

the arm around his shoulders is kind, gentle. better than he's been to himself

Jayce stands. The anger is much more apparent now. “Viktor.” He says. “I wish you could see yourself the way I do.”

Viktor stops. What? What is there to see in him, like that? 

“What is there to see?” Ah, so he said that out loud. “Vik, you’re smart, and funny, and sassy. You work so hard, and it’s like you don’t even care about yourself as long as you can get work done. Please.” The anger has fallen away from Jayce, as though it was only a front to begin with. “Just, please rest.”

or; viktor is breaking himself down for the sake of progress. jayce puts a stop to it

[iminmywritersdungeon]

breaking the silence (with a hug and a kiss)

for @jayvik-week day four: interruption

their family is perfect, for all its imperfections

Their kisses are slower, lingering. They savor the moment, let it engulf them. Viktor begins to unbutton Jayce’s shirt while Jayce kisses up and down his neck. He bites at Viktor’s collarbone and-

The door bangs open. The two of them jump apart, Viktor practically falling on the floor, only being saved by Jayce catching and stabilizing him. When they look back at the door, they see Caitlyn watching in horror. Her eyes are red-rimmed with tears, but not from the sight before her, those are from something else. Jayce can take a guess as to what, or who, it was.

Her moment of terror passes quickly, and she avoids looking at either of them.

“I’m going to my room.” She says, and runs off down the hall.

or; jayce and viktor, and caitlyn, and vi

[iminmywritersdungeon]

across life, across time, across all possibilities

my master post for jayvik week 2024

[complete]

WORKS:

lay your head down on my shoulder [day one: progress]

leaves softly falling outside my window [day two: academy days]

and as we grow, we destroy ourselves [day three: evolve]

breaking the silence (with a hug and a kiss) [day four: interruption]

and in that unknown place, I found you [day five: divided cities]

tap on the chalkboard (dust off your heart) [day six: alternate universe]

take a rest, I'll be right here [day seven: free day]