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@vikjaycearchive
I also have a google doc which includes a few vikjayce posts and videos made outside of tumblr. (ao3, twitter, etc.) Please don’t follow this blog if you’re under 18, as it contains some nsfw reblogs.
Old Vikjayce art, videos, text posts, fics… prior to Arcane. This ranges anywhere from 2012 to 2020. By yours truly, Jayce @Mvrderbvnny ;)
Spoiler-free comic panels I cooked up today for a comic I was working on earlier this year, but my art has evolved quite a bit, so I’m revamping it a little.
Have fun, and if you want more, I’ll be happy to share (at least, until I’m ready to start the actual pages.)
(( Many thanks to Mira Mun for putting up with the bunch of stoopid I make him do. Broski <3. And MANY thanks to the ANON Artist for the art - given to me as a gift in my first 2 weeks on tumblr. I love you dude and I still need to draw you a picture in return.
mirathemessenger. Follow the Messenger~~ ))
1.) Humanity Rises!Viktor. “So much regret….”
2.) Viktor does silly things to Jayce while they work together.
3.) Practice for the mask.
Hi! Just wanted to congratulate you for your amazing drawings and thank you for them! I love ViktorxJayce, and I absolutely adore your take on them, you make them so romantic. Thanks again and keep going!
Thank you very much..I…I love viktorXjayce… TwT
PLEASE READ: THE FUTURE OF THIS BLOG
// After a few day deliberation, once I am finished with giveaway prizes and RPs I am currently apart of, I will be archiving APJ as the demand from this blog and the hours I get at work now is becoming too much with no profit from this blog. I have considered paypal and I have considered Patreon, but when RP starts beginning to feel more like a chore than personal entertainment. Well. I am sure most of you are realizing my dilemma.
I will still be at my other blog shuriman-namir but it honestly is tearing me apart to leave on this blog as I had so many plans for it as well as the future in hopes of reinventing how we functioned and came together as a community. But aspirations and life don’t particularly play well. As a few of us have come to learn the hard way.
My queue is too steep and my ideas too vast and so in a short while (weeks to a month perhaps). I will be archiving askpiltoverjayce.
I really wish I could keep up with it all (blog, social life, and work), seeing as I’ve gathered 3000+ of you all here to follow this blog and that makes me so incredibly happy to see that. But, again, life and aspirations. And I suppose many of you were waiting for this due to my decline in content (thank you for the concerned asks).
All I ask of you all when I do finally and completely archive, is never forget why we are here. We are here to write and be creative. To have fun and expand on characters we have come to love and want to branch out ourselves. To draw that silly pairing, or to write that endearing hug. It all is for fun at the end of the day.
I wish you all the very best and I hope to see some of you on Amin.
askpiltoverjayce, you’ve been a long time friend and roleplaying partner from the start of our blogs and to their ends. It has been one hell of a special experience from Humanity Rises to The Resistance. Talk about our legacy! I’m just glad I was able to work with you and your muse throughout these past two years. When I say this, I mean every word of it:
I could not have been Viktor without your Jayce. Thank you.
- ProgenitorViktor
Happy Snowdown!
Merry Christmas, Jayce~ <3
“Three of you now? What hell did I manage to get myself trapped in?”
Thanks for being my Viktor.
// progenitorviktor : in response to this.
hey guys just looking for some opinions these are super rough just to get the pose across but which one you like?
vikjayce tamagotoji
jayce de gozaimasu
face: held
Drabble.Embrace Collapse.
[3:30:57 AM] homo: my viks had a dream where he was dancing with jayc ebut he watched hims lowly deteriorate infront of him [3:31:06 AM] homo: becoming haggered and exhausted and slowly dying from cuts and bruises that appeared [3:31:24 AM] homo : his eyes growing sad and his smile as well and just at the end he lowred him and he was just barely on the brink of death [3:31:35 AM] homo : n that was when vik realized he was smiling [3:31:44 AM | Edited 3:31:45 AM] homo: #nightterrors [3:32:59 AM] Aloice || Knight on a Fluffy Dandelion: fuck [3:33:04 AM] Aloice || Knight on a Fluffy Dandelion: you make me want to write [3:33:06 AM] Aloice || Knight on a Fluffy Dandelion: all of these things
So in #things that homo does to me at 4am someone pls arrest this woman for the love of sweet baby Jaysus
also because my English readings decided to be terribly fucking appropriate
“J'embrasse mon rival, mais c'est pour l'étouffer.” I embrace my rival, but it is to destroy him. - Jean Racine, Britannicus
One.
The promiscuous steps of the tango.
He dances the way he always does - like a daemon - like a rose vine twirling around a heart of stone, bleeding poisoned love. His arms are like the wings of seabirds above the water, strong but fluid. Wills of their own.
He spins and the world joins in with the dynamic, his gravity making me the center of the universe.
I reach for him and he makes a round about me lithe as water, his hair glinting under the golden chandeliers.
I draw my lines and movements to his heartbeat.
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Jayce/Viktor; after suffering a terrible accident, Jayce wakes up in Viktor's lab only to discover that it was the machine herlad who saved his life by augmenting his body.
The first thing Jayce notices when he wakes up is the searing heat running up across his torso and down the length of his leg. It’s a burning, flesh-on-metal sensation, but his muscles are too sore and his bones too weary from sleep for him to let out anything more strenuous than a groan.
“Oh, you’re awake,” comes a distant voice to Jayce’s right, and Jayce groans again in response. The voice is scratchy, nasally… A bit overly robotic.
“Don’t get up yet, though,” the voice continues as Jayce’s head clears, “you’re still weak from the blast–” And Valoran be damned, Jayce thinks, because that voice belongs to none other than Viktor–Viktor, the crazed lunatic who (not seconds ago, his mind happily reminds him) had been trying to blow him up.
“Fuck, I–ugh,” says Jayce eloquently, clenching his teeth as he tries to push himself up into position better suited for combat.
A metal hand pushes him back down with some amount of struggling. “Didn’t I just say ‘don’t get up’?” Viktor says with an exasperated sigh, and Jayce curls into himself–vividly aware of burning metal joints–with a pained curse.
“Fuck,” Jayce says again, mind reeling, and Viktor tilts his head in sympathy.
“Your left leg should be fully functional in the next couple of days, but until then, I’d refrain from such strenuous activities,” Viktor jokes half heartedly.
“What the hell did you do to my body?” Jayce snaps, his voice going faint at the end. “You… Viktor, you blew off half my body…”
“I wasn’t aiming for you,” Viktor replies defensively, and Jayce growls.
“No, you were trying to blow up the whole god damn city.”
“Not the city,” Viktor tuts, “just your research.”
“Like that makes it any better,” Jayce spits, sinking back into the bed of the cot with a resigned sort of fury.
Viktor watches him a moment, not knowing what to say, before moving to tighten the bandages bound around Jayce’s forearm. Jayce’s face darkens as he pulls away–clutching to himself what little remained of his own flesh and bones–until Viktor drops his hands.
They remain rooted to their places in silence, each waiting for the other to speak again, and it’s Jayce who finally breaks.
“Why did you save me, Viktor?” he asks, and when Viktor doesn’t answer, Jayce continues, quietly, “I’d have rather died than end up like this.”
Viktor draws in a breath. When the man looks up at him again, his eyes are cold–iridescent in the light of his workshop and as hard as the metal mask that hides what little remains of his face. His posture, however, is weary, tired and resigned in a way that Jayce doesn’t entirely understand.
“I’m sorry,” Viktor finally replies, and his third arm creaks as he moves to leave the room. “Go back to sleep, Defender, and the pain will be gone by the next time that you wake.”
This is so good >u< *happy noises*
The Machine Herald & The Defender of Tomorrow
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