Comic page 1 of 4. P1: A closeup of Jayce's face. His cheeks are red and shiny and his eyes are barely open. Viktor, offscreen, talks to him, and the speech bubbles are styled as hearts. Viktor: "you're such a good boy, my Jayce. So well behaved. You can take more, sweet boy, I know you can. I have you, go on." P2: Jayce's face, but a shrill BRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIII alarm sound is shocking him out of his subspace. He eyes are now wide, pupils pinprick-small, and he is gritting his teeth. V, offscreen: "Kurva. What the fuck!?" P3: Jayce, in the background, sits up groggily from bed. He is nude except for a leather collar and matching cuffs that lock his wrists together. V, in the foreground, is visibly annoyed and hurriedly pulls on a robe. The alarm is still sounding through the room. J: "Shit, is that the fire alarm?" V: "Of all the fucking moments--" P4: Viktor returns to Jayce with a key to unlock his cuffs. V: "Come on, love, let's hurry outside." J:"OK." Aside: J asks if V has his cane.

Comic page 2 of 4. One image: Jayce and Viktor stand outside with all of the other tenants that live in their building. Everyone is in varying states of pajama-wearing. Jayce stands behind Viktor with his head stacked on his, hands snaking around his shoulders to push inside Viktor's robe for warmth. Viktor is looking furiously at a firefighter in the foreground holding a skillet with an extremely burnt, still-smoking-something.

Comic page 3 of 4 P1: Viktor, re-entering their flat and shutting the door, still looking sour. V: "Well that was a fun way to spend two hours. If we MUST share a building with graduate students, they should at least have their stovetop privileges revoked." P2: Viktor starting to take off his robe. "All that fuss over a burnt grilled cheese--" He is interrupted by an offscreen sniffle. P3: Viktor, looking at Jayce offscreen. His chest is exposed but the robe hangs off the very ends of his shoulders. v: "Jayce?" P4: Jayce, in a sweatshirt and joggers, leans against the doorframe, looking away. Two tears slide down his face. He is blushing self-consciously, as if he was trying to hold back his tears. V, realizing he's dropped: "Oh-- Oh, come here, darling, come to me." P4: Jayce, curled in on himself and wiping away his tears with a fist. J"S-soryy.. Sorry, Vik..." Viktor reaches up to touch Jayce's cheek. V: "Hush, none of that. Let's pamper you a bit before bed, hm?"

Comic page 4 of 4 A doodle of Jayce and Viktor, now dressed in tshirts and their underwear. Viktor strokes the back of Jayce's head as they both nibble on some dinosaur-shaped cookies straight from the box. Jayce has a glass of milk, which he holds with the hand that is looped under one of Viktor's legs. He still has tear marks on his face, but he is feeling better after a cuddle. J: "Sorry that the grad students interrupted. It was very good sex." V: "Don't worry. i will always remember. 🔪"

Day 3 (finally haha) of #subbottomjayceweek 💘🐰
A short comic about subdrop. Hitting that boy with the woobification beam!

More of my beloved Erasermic
#erasermic #emic #bnha #mha #aizawa #presentmic

Study with Hamezzie 🐹
#heartsteel #ezreal

Fascinating, beautiful, amazingly crazy good AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh
OOOUuughmygod
Protective Viktor, YES PLEASE
The horrors persist but Jayvik and their love persist harder!!!

Page 12, panel 1: a large vertical slice that takes over the left half of the page. It’s the black horizon, dotted with the white-red flames of the souls beyond the mountain. The camera is at viktor’s back, watching him as he watches the sky fall over his head. Narration says; tonight, you are safe in this cave. Lucky you. But what about tomorrow? Panel 2, the camera refocuses, showing his immediate reality. It’s the cave, and its viktor, a sleeping jayce by his side covered by the jacket blanket, and a crackling fire right in front of him, the flames growing unruly and absurdly large as viktor glares inside the pit. Fwoosh. They reach skyward like a whip. Panel 3, a closeup of viktor’s intense glare. His pupils are as white as the fire. Narration says: Jayce is in no condition to fight. He hides it well, but you know… panel 3, a closeup shot of Jayce’s wrist, scarred by hexcorization. Panel 4 says: A body… a human body has its limits. The lines frame a drawing of jayce in profile, his naked body whited out. In place of clothes or anatomical details, he is covered by the hexcore scar, growing pink and fungi like into his arms, torso, face, and injured leg. End page.

Page 13. Panel 1. Viktor thinks: beings of flesh and blood can die so easily. It’s terrifying. The panel depicts him hugging Jayce tightly, stuffing his arms inside the jacket, his leg between jayce’s, burying his head on his partner’s chest. For his part, jayce seems so deeply asleep he does not stir at the contact. Panel 2, an image of a piltovan toy knight with his head ripped from his shoulders. Its body scatters on a table uncomfortably, lying on a puddle of oil that looks like blood. Those are viktor’s thoughts plaguing him. What if. What if? Panel 3, pure black fading into gray. Narration. Exhausted, Viktor drifts away with a promise. Panel 4, the last one, is framed by darkness and snow blowing in chunks from outside the page. Baby jayce, trapped in the snowstorm, is seen screaming help from afar. Viktor’s promise is as follows: I won’t let you come to harm. End page.

Page 14. This page is made up of 6 symmetrical panels, no words. Starting from the top, they all depict viktor from the back, his face cut off frame. First is the herald of the arcane, floating high among the stars and surveying all the gentle soul flames of the people he has raptured. His cape billows out of frame, regal. Incomprehensibly powerful magic. Panel 2, viktor in the abandoned commune, as he was before it died yet watching the empty hollow tents left like husks after his death. A paradox. Panel 3, Viktor in the hextech lab he once shared with jayce, after he steps out of the cocoon. His hair still wet, the blanket slipping from his shoulders. He is framed by the false light of the window they kept in their laboratory. Newly transformed. Panel 4; viktor from the end of season 1, after his terminal diagnosis. His posture is pained, skewed south. His head is bowed, finally inside the frame. Covered in shadow. He is at the very edge of the water tower, at the center of the hole where he almost killed himself. Panel 5, child viktor in the creek where he played with his boat, at the opening of Singed’s cavern/hidden laboratory. He turns to face the viewer, and his face is a blotch of pure black ink. It almost looks like a fountain of blood in motion. Panel 6, a lonely white figure at the bottom of a black page, child viktor, faceless, staring straight ahead. An empty hole for a face. End page.

Page 15; only one panel, in the corner. The rest of the page is black and gray and punctured textures. I won’t let you come to harm. It is written, rewritten, scrawled and rasped 50 times in this single page, litany against failure. I won’t let you come to harm. I won’t. The single panel is a close up of child viktor, burrowing carved ink black hole face seeming almost cruel as he tilts his neck to ask: Won’t you? Big words, for a boy without a mouth. End page.

ONE MILLION HAPPY ENDINGS 6/?

end of pt1, you made it! thank you.

#Jayvik #Hexposts #1MHE

totally safe :)

been playing LOTS of tomodachi life but also viktor and jayce moved in together, got in a relationship and then GOT MARRIED ALL IN DAY 1!!!!!

Looking for some freakiness? Apply to the Jayvik Creature Journal today! (AKA the Jayvik Monsterfucker Zine) #jayvik #jayviknsfw

arcane herald jayvik porn

title: mirror image
featuring: trans jayce, AH viktor, monsterfucker jayce!!

archiveofourown.org/works/63968173

digital pencil jayvik sketch, naked trans viktor stands, one hand caressing jayce cheeks, kneeled in front of him, relaxed expression with his eyes close

ah the devotion
#jayvik

modern (or more like 1980s) au s1 jayce softly smiling looking to the side

my love my joy my baby my life ........

jayvik witches because I watched witch hat atelier. i really want to design them better...

Digital artwork of Sokka and Zuko from Avatar the Last Airbender. The men are drawn reclining on a bed in a room with luxurious Fire Nation decals in tones of red and gold. Zuko is central, sat up against a big pillow with his knees raised. He is holding a steaming cup of tea in one hand and a parchment scroll in the other. There are more rolls lying next to him, along with a pair of golden spectacles. Zuko is shirtless with a sheer red fabric top draping around his arms, and is smirking fondly down at Sokka whose hand is resting against the burn scar on his stomach; above it are top surgery scars. Sokka is also shirtless and is resting his head on Zuko’s leg, with one arm wrapped around it, smiling up at him as he speaks. Both men look older with longer hair, and look very comfortable with each other.

Important to routinely admire your husband’s battle scars~

#zukka #atla

internet in healthy portions 🤓

⭐~Details~⭐
#Jayvik #Arcane #arcaneart #jayvikart #fanart

#jayce

Another Jayvik prompt from tumblr. I just like them a lot. :')
#jayvik #arcane

HAPPY WITCH HAT DAY BTW

NSFW art of jayce and viktor from arcane fucking nasty on top of a mossy structure. jayce is his season 2 self and you see him from behind. his hair is long and his naked body is sweaty as he straddles mage viktor's lap, supporting himself with hands on viktor's chest, hovering above his spent cock. Mage viktor's robes are thrown open and his skinny legs are angled to the viewer. He is firmly pushing a large gelatinous egg back into jayce's dripping pussy, entranced by his lover's expression. they're both splattered with fresh cum.

happy 1 year to jayce being impregnated at the hexgates!!!!!! (that's what his mission was right?)
#jayvik #bottomjaycewinter

Last-year oldie for #BottomJayceWinter & #Bottomjayceweek
BJW - Fairytale 📖✨

Everyone always drawing Death Sworn Viktor with other Jayces when Brighthammer Jayce is RIGHT THERE!!

HELLO MONSTERFUCKERS! IT IS THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!

Contributor Applications for the JCJ are now OPEN!

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We look forward to seeing you!

#orufrey #witchhatatelier #olruggio #qifrey #nsfwart
their love is everything 😭❤️

baby jayce and baby viktor sleeping on an apple : )

I just bought it 🙈💕
Now I need to learn to play with him 😖

Yeahhhhhh

#viktorarcane

Oh noo, the horrors are still out there, BUT they have each other now!!! they are not alone in this 🥺

Page 10, panel 1: spurred by Jayce’s words, Viktor braces himself on his partner's chest, smiling with interest. A vacation…? he says. Color me curious. Well, go on then, paint me a pretty picture. Panel 2, he asks: what does that look like? the panel is a small shot of Jayce’s sleepy eyes, seeming to shine in the firelit dark. Jayce begins speaking, and his words carry on to panel 3, projected onto an idyllic sunny sky. It's warm all year round. Gull-singing weather. The art depicts an elated Jayce wearing loose robes and a large beach hat, enjoying the fresh breeze. Panel 4, larger in scope, horizontal shot of jayce and viktor over a sculpted wooden bridge. Theyre in profile, overlooking the shores of an Ionian city by the water. Jayce walks with a cane. In the horizon there are little boats, many houses with distinct askew architecture, incorporating all the trees & wildlife from the forest as a feature of the community. flower petals surf the breeze. Shrines are sculpted into the mountains. Bridges are nestled among the cliffs. They are illuminated by a round moon, and by the radiance of paper lanterns. Jayce leads viktor by the hand across the bridge, and his narration says: nobody knows our names. no one cares about hextech, or piltover- we get lost in the crowd. Panel 5, drawn in a delicate frame of leaves and flowers, focuses on their interlaced hands. He says: Far away from prying eyes, free to be ourselves. Jayce’s wrist is marked by hexcore scars. The inside of Viktor's arm also carries a spark-shaped mark. In the last panel, his narration concludes: Whoever we want to be. For as long as we want to be. over a shot of Jayce and Viktor strolling through the center of that Ionian city, surrounded by children carrying sweet treats or vastayan locals going about their groceries. We get a better look at viktor, wearing his blanket like an offshoulder cape. his hair is bound in a low and thin ponytail. he wears sandals and loose, flappy shorts. He holds Jayce’s …

Page 11, panel 1. Narration: he falls asleep muttering the last word: happy. The panel shows a terrified viktor, cowering onto a sleeping Jayce’s chest. His eyes are wide and troubled. Panel 2, pure ink black. white letters. Harsh penstrokes in the background. Happy. What a beautiful dream that was. But he really has no clue, does he? no idea of what's really waiting outside. Panel 3, viktor sits up, staring straight ahead. Eyes white. Narration continues: no, that honor is all yours. your divine burden. The background has transformed into the connected astral plane of the arcane herald, punctuated by many mortal flames. Viktor's inhuman form soars in the sky, arms open, surveying the landscape. Panel 4, narration. You see them on the horizon, waiting. An army of glimmering stars. The astral plane's vision breaches behind the mountain, near the shore, where a military noxian battleship is stationed, surrounded by tents. the black and white shades are disrupted by dissonant pure red. Panel 5, narration. wearing runes around their necks. On their armor, and their knives. The panel depicts two noxian soldiers aggressively sparring on the ground, one pushing his polearm onto the other's throat. The soldier on the floor resists, his nose bloodied. Both men wear a bright green rune accessory, one as a necklace and the other as a bracelet. Panel 6, narration. You count at least a dozen in land. More sleep soundly in the water, fat off a day's training. This panel is an askew shot of the tents seen from the civilian level. they look imposing, all the light inside painted blood red. Soldiers patrol the area, while the mothership sends a trail of smoke up the dark sky. Panel 7, is a thin slice off to the side, a splatter of fresh blood. end page.

this is a copy of a panel from page 1, the one with jayce's shiny eyes. its just here for preview manipulation purposes.

ONE MILLION HAPPY ENDINGS 5/?

:)

#Jayvik #Hexposts #1MHE

"Bad day huh? Hopefully a kiss on the cheek will help :)"

A little #jayvik #animation #wip

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Noooo, don't cry Vik