Jaycetalis Stories

A set of smut-free JayVik oneshots made by yours truly Mostly hurt comfort and fluff, little to not angst since tears are all of our weaknessses :: Enjoy and don't forget to add to your library and/or vote! Comment suggestions, criticism, and feedback.

''𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.'' ''𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘊𝘶𝘱𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦.'' ~ They were just kids...they fell in love, they were happy. But one mistake can tear it all down. One mistake can make the world change for the rest of their lives. So what happens when the world goes to shit for them? What happens when Vi and Maeve have to battle through their different lives seperated? And what is to happen when they find each other once again? ~ disclaimer, i own nothing but maeve and any other OC's i have.

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For most people, this story started when four poor zaunite kids robbed and (accidentally) bombed a young, bright, topsider's dormitory who was attending Piltover academy but this war started long before that for the people of Zaun. The neverending cycle they have been fighting for decades. Fighting for the right to simply live. Fighting for the confidence that it was okay for them to live. To exist. Viktor was very young when he had to discover how hard that was going to be. Viktor coming to terms with the fact- it was okay for him to live. OR: My version of Arcane from Viktor's pov

Viktor had mastered the art of goodbyes. He never took too much time, but he also never rushed through the moment. He wasn't indifferent, and always expressed his emotions out loud. Yet, he wasn't too cheesy or cliché with his words and avoided exaggerated displays of affection. For Viktor, goodbyes were about leaving his loved ones with genuine and beautiful smiles. Jayce was the type to miss people really easily. And Intensely. He was the type of friend who would sprint down the corridors, yelling exuberantly when he saw his friends after a summer break. That was one of the first things Viktor learnt about Jayce, when they first met. So the fact that Jayce was not here to greet his friends and brighten everyone's morning was unusual, to say the least. It didn't add up. And Viktor couldn't shake the guilt he felt. "Maybe it is your fault, you idiot." The thought kept running through his head. Or in other words, where Viktor tries to fix the relationship he had broken. Disclaimer: English is not my first language, so it may not be perfect. I'm sorry for any mistakes and I would really appreciate your feedback :) I will probably publish it on ao3 soon, but first I have to get an invitation and it may take a while. I hope you'll like it.

Jayce pimps out Viktor, Mel, and Vi.

He expected screaming or an actual attack, because that would have definitely made it easier for him to shoot. Maybe even some commune members walking right in and disarming him, but none of that came. "Oh Jayce, my dear partner. How I've missed you." ------- Or "what if Jayce folded when he saw Viktor in the commune"?

"Walls We Built" Jayce's life has always been about keeping people out. The walls he's built around himself are thick, forged from years of abuse and silent suffering. He's perfected the art of hiding his pain, masking it behind a mask of arrogance and the occasional taunt. He bullies Viktor, not because he wants to, but because Viktor reminds him of himself and so he uses him as an outlet. Viktor knows what it's like to keep others at a distance. His own history has taught him that trust is a dangerous thing. But when Jayce stumbles back into their dorm one night, bloodied and barely holding it together, something shifts. Viktor starts to wonder if there's more to Jayce than the walls he's built. And maybe, just maybe, they both need to let those walls fall-if only they can figure out how. -------- Art: @/bagriBY on X

After everything he has lost-his purpose, his belief, and the one person who once stood beside him-Jayce struggles to move forward. Haunted by memories of Viktor and weighed down by guilt, he drifts through a world that no longer feels like his own. But grief is not the end, and neither is regret. In the quiet spaces between loss and acceptance, Jayce begins to understand that some bonds never truly break.

The Princess Bride but CaitVi from Arcane! Violet leaves Caitlyn to go overseas in order to get money for their wedding, but sadly Violet is murdered by the Dread Pritate Roberts. Cover art belongs to Art of the Neight the story of princess bride belongs to William Goldman Characters belong to Riot Games (more credentials in author's note)

he taught me that the hand that feeds deserves to be bitten when it beats SUNLEERS © December 7th, 2021 ATTACK ON TITAN S02-04 VIKTOR x ORIN

Every day in your bakery is the same-cozy, filled with the comfort of sweet pastries and familiar faces-until Mrs. Talis, a regular, introduces you to her son, Jayce. What begins as harmless matchmaking soon becomes more complicated as you find yourself drawn to both Jayce and his partner, Viktor. Tumblr request: How about JayVik/Baker!Reader and how they ask her to date them? I just feel in my bones it would be great. A/N: I work as a baker in a french pâtisserie so this being my first request is insane, I had a ton of fun writing this. Thank you for the idea I hope you like it!! (ﾉ'ヮ')ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

just some silly arcane incorrect quotes i generated!

At twenty-four, Viktor was the newly crowned King of Zaun. And the heaviest link in his chain was the betrothal contract to Lord Dimitri. Dimitri was... acceptable. Handsome in a sharp, calculated way, wealthy beyond measure, and from a house whose armies could shore up the crown's weakening borders. He was also a pompous, preening peacock who spoke in political platitudes and looked at Viktor not with desire, but with the cold assessment of a man acquiring a particularly fine piece of real estate. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of his solar, watching the sun rise over the city. The light, pure and hopeful, felt like a personal insult. Behind him, the rustle of parchment and the soft clink of a quill being set down signaled the end of his morning audience with the commander of his kingsguard. Sir Jayce de Talis. His sworn sword. The man who held Viktor's heart in his gauntleted hands and refused to acknowledge it.

Viktor is in a quest for gold. He ends up coming back every single day to the lagoon, more interested in the new found treasure. |🐟| Work submitted for the #JayvikFantasyWeek, day 1: Merfolk, Pirates, First Kiss, Courting rituals. |🐟| Art in the cover by @ewyk24601 on twitter (x)

In a desperate attempt for funding Jayce must ask Viktor to come to a Gala for Piltovers elites. But the night goes differently then he could ever expect. Dom top Viktor Contains smut

Extra information about my in-progress fic 'In The End'. You can enjoy the story without reading this, but this makes it easier to understand and includes character profiles for each character that plays a remotely significant role in the story. It will also explain small details that may not have been noticed otherwise.

for the people suffering after the finale. a oneshot collection of romantic, platonic and familia ships. i take requests!

AU! After council banished Jayce and Viktor from Piltover after continuing unauthorized research on Hextech. Two men ended up on Zaun streets... meeting man who was interested in their research.