The brain rot is so real I made sketchy ref sheets for a Jayvik AU 🐺🦇
If werewolves get a cool beast form why not vampires??? Inspired by the Desmodus Draculae from Ark Survival. (I just wanted an excuse to draw more creatures.
I saw somewhere about Viktor being vampire coded and Jayce being werewolf coded and now I just wanna be that sandwich
I’m also sorry if it’s confusing xD
Theres a ringing in your ears, a pain in your leg and your whole body, the ground was closer than you remember. You cough your lungs engulfing dust and rubble. What happened? You remember clash shattering and an explosion, you had only just walked into the council room when it went off. There’s someone shaking your shoulder, someone yelling, you know that voice, Mel? You blink your eyes open seeing her knelt beside you shaking you. There’s relief in her face when you open your eyes and she sits you up as cough again and your hearing slowly returns. You focus on the ruin of the council room, everyone’s dead-
“Hey, can you hear me?” Mel cups your cheeks a moment gently tapping them before clicking her fingers by your ears.
“Yeah- I can” you move her hands and she sighs in relief.
“What happened?” You manage as she goes to help you up, you cry in pain though and look down to your leg, you almost pass out at the sight quickly covering your eyes and whimpering.
“Don’t look” Mel quickly covers it with your jacket and ties your leg off making you cry again.
“VIKTOR!” theres a yell in the council room, Mel quickly looks and you urge her to go. You see Jayce stand and leg it to a pile of rubble. You struggle to get up so you opt for dragging yourself on the floor. Thats when you see them both in view, Jayce over Viktor’s unconscious body, tearing off his shirt performing CPR. Your mind slows and reels at the scene, everything feels in slow motion Jayce’s body moving quickly trying to revive Viktor before he’s lifting him and running. Mel returns to your side quickly as guards begin to rush in.
“Mel-“ you feel tears down your face watching Jayce run with Viktor in his arms.
“They’ll be alright” she says but there’s no real truth in her words as you let out a broken cry. You weren’t ready to say goodbye, you weren’t ready to see his sweet face leave. You’re lifted to the medical wing your leg broken the bone sticking out. You pass out along the way world dimming in pain and darkness.
The next time you wake you focus on your surroundings, a hospital room, you feel the pain in your leg numbed and your mind comes back. Viktor, Jayce- you need to see them now. You curse the cast on your leg and stumble out of the hospital room. You lean against the wall and hobble painfully to the receptionist.
“Miss-!” She says shocked but you don’t care, your teeth are gritted and you lean heavily against the counter.
“Jayce Talis, Viktor where are they?” You say and she fumbles a bit.
“Now! Please!” You beg. Someone escorts you to a private room, you have crutches as support as you walk to Viktor’s room. You stand outside it a moment before knocking softly you hear shuffling movement before Jayce opens the door.
“Please I said-“ he stops as he sees you, eyes wide he says your name softly before he hugs you tightly. You feel tears roll down your face as you let the crutches go and hug him back.
“How’s the leg?” He asks pulling back keeping you steady.
“Doesn’t matter” you say seeing Viktor on the bed. There’s a bunch of tubes in him, he has a breathing machine attached to him the sight makes your stomach coil.
“Jayce” you whisper with tears in your eyes, he helps you inside and closes the door, you walk over to where Viktor lays, too still, too pale, it’s worse than the last time you saw him in here. You can’t control your emotions as tears roll down your face and you almost collapse. Jayce is quick to settle you on a chair nearby hushing you gently.
“I’m not ready” you sob and Jayce takes in a shaky breath his emotions clear too.
“I know, I know I’m not either” he says his tears falling as well.
There’s no improvement, Viktor lays in a state of a death like sleep. You nor Jayce leave his room often, you both not wanting to say goodbye. Many times you’ve both yelled at the doctors when they said it may be time to let him go. You were never one to show your emotions so easily but this? This turned a switch.
It’s around midnight you think, time doesn’t matter in this room anymore. You’re curled up on the bed Jayce had brought in your broken leg stretched out. It’s been two months now, with the severity of the break yourself still going to have this cast on for months. It doesn’t matter though, you’re alive and Viktor is lying on that bed in a shut down body. You don’t know who goes first, you or Jayce on a tandem of finding a cure, like anyone could possibly cure death. Viktor’s right limbs are changed by the Arcane, a strange purple, grey colour. After Jayce saw what it had done he destroyed it, that fracture in there friendship never healed properly, neither apologised fully and now Jayce didn’t have a chance too. You’ve got books, notes and crumble papers everywhere in the lab, you don’t remember when you started being this invested in fixing things. You lean against the table, head on your arms as you feel yourself drift off to sleep.
You dream of woods, ones you’ve never seen, you’re running your legs are burning, heart pounding but you need to get away. There’s something behind you chasing you, howling in the background. You slam into something though the air knocked out of you, you look up seeing a hooded figure. Images flash into your mind, fangs, blood, fur, canines, it’s too much flickering.
“Change is the only way” the voice is eerie, one you don’t know before the figure is gone, the howl closer than before and rustling in the underbrush before it launches
You scream awake shooting up, you pant and grasp the table in front of you. Your heart pounds and you’re covered in sweat. You jolt when the door opens almost jumping off the chair.
“Hey” Jayce mutters as he walks in the lab. You look at him frowning, his hairs a little longer his beard has grown slightly, he’s got bags under his eyes though, his face a little sunken in.
“What’s wrong?” He asks as images flick in your mind. Canines, brown fur, golden eyes. You wince and hold your head, Jayce comes closer his hand on your shoulder gently. You feel claws in your skin though and yell in pain stumbling away. It ends up with you on the floor and a worried Jayce in front of you with his hands up. You stare at his hands, they’re normal, no sharp claws. You look to your shoulder and nothing. You feel overwhelmed, tears in your eyes as you apologise. Jayce soothes you instantly coming down to kneel by you, holding you close. You don’t feel any claws this time, just his warmth.
“We both need rest” he says helping you off the floor careful of your casted leg. You sigh but nod and follow him out of the lab on your crutches. Your apartments been forgotten over the last two months, Jayce’s is closer to the hospital so you stay there instead in his spare room. You fall onto your bed, sort of, careful not to jolt your leg as you sigh and close your eyes again.
You dream of the woods again, but there’s another chasing you, they’re faster, quieter moving in the shadows. It’s dark, the full moon high above you, you run till you can’t, till you collapse on the floor with your lungs bursting for air. You feel it before you see it, the creep of coldness on your skin the prickle on fear on the back of your neck.
“You’ll taste so sweet” it whispers and you know that voice. There’s a figure over you pinning you to ground before two cold small shards pierce your neck. You faintly hear a low growl behind you and listen to the laugh the figure on top of you lets out.
“Jayce” he chuckles and you know who it is, Viktor, his hairs longer, his body fuller his eyes a swirl of colours. You follow his gaze and you see the beast, hunched over golden eyes staring at you and him both. A wolf like body, hunched over tail swishing behind.
“He’s possessive” Viktor leans down and whispers in your ear teasingly his tongue sliding across your neck.
“Why’re you surprised to see me?” He sits up again his body still straddling yours.
“You’re dead” you whisper.
“Dead? Hardly, my heart may not beat but I’ve not felt this alive in years” he grins and you see two pointed fangs. Another growl leaves the beast and Viktor laughs again.
“Come my love” he lifts a hand and reaches out for the beast. It walks over on all fours nuzzling its head into Viktor palm.
“You don’t recognise him?” Viktor asks looking to you. You frown at them both and listen to the low whine the wolf like beast lets out. You stare at its eyes, golden- Golden like Jayce’s.
“Jayce” you whisper in shock and Viktor chuckles softly a smile on his lips as he pets the wolf head.
“Wake now sweet thing” Viktor whispers before you jolt upward surrounded by the faint glow of the sun and Jayce’s spare room.
viktor as a vampire who’s completely attached to you. who wants to put his teeth in you to tear and rip until he is satisfied.
viktor as a vampire who’s worst sin is his pride. who sees himself worthy of the best and only the best. who will not settle for mediocrity. who derives pride in his immortality. who thinks he is near god.
he’d be a threat only in words. he’d lust for you, and demand you offer yourself to no one but him. for he is selfish, and unnaturally gluttonous. he’d drink for hours if it did not not end in your demise.
to swear your fidelity to him every night, to whisper your vows into his ear as he sinks both his cock and teeth into you.
he doesn’t desire much anymore. but you are quite the exception. your freedom incites his wrath. how can you think to ever escape him? you don’t wish to, but he must know it. and be reminded of it, frequently.
viktor as a vampire who enjoys how you’d perch yourself on his lap. who succumbs to sloth, who twists his fingers into your hair and tugs to expose your neck.
viktor as a vampire, who is more deadly than any human sin.
“You were extraordinary,” Viktor said softly, his voice tinged with awe. He pulled back slightly, his eyes filled with the same wonder he’d shown back when you’d played for him in your small, shared apartment for the first time. “I don’t think anyone could look away. You had the entire hall in the palm of your hand.”
Part 2 - We’re supposed to be together
Claire raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on her lips. “Are you sure about that?” she asked, her tone almost pitying. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m sure he loves you. But love doesn’t change the fact that he’s… different now. Forever, actually.”
Part 3 - I do trust you
Jayce winced, his mouth opening, then closing as he struggled to find the right words. But nothing he could say seemed enough. Finally, he just shook his head. “No, Viktor, it’s not like that. You know it isn’t.”
Part 4 - I do trust you
Viktor chuckled, finally breaking into a smile. He pulled back slightly, looking at you with a mixture of admiration and disbelief. “Well, someone’s confident,” he teased, his eyes sparkling. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. “Maybe I need to be less generous with my compliments if you’re going to be like this.”
Part 5 - He’s stubborn
“Yes.” Viktor’s smile tightened a little as he met her gaze. “Of course I am. Or at least…they think our apartment is.” He watched her carefully, noticing the slight quirk in her eyebrow as she caught his wording.
An AU where vampire Viktor gets temporarily stuck in bat form due to a lab accident and Jayce takes it upon himself to look after him/bring Viktor with him anywhere he goes to make sure he's safe, all while having constant cuteness agression because bat Viktor is so tiny and adorable and it's more than his heart can take.