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roemantics · 1 year

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I think the world needs hexdads in it

#jayvik #arcane #league of legends #jayce talis #jinx #viktor #viktor arcane #jinx arcane #jayvik dads #jayce arcane #my art #fanart

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bringthekaos · 1 month

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Because of the last ask, I can't help having the same scenario over and over in my head. About how Viktor must had seen Jayce shirtless before, in their university years. But after the banishment and reunion, Jayce has worked out more. So when he sees Jayce shirtless again, he just tenses up, having a little gay panic, is just like "Did they get FUCKING BIGGER???"

I actually really like the idea of them re-learning each other’s bodies… cuz yes, Viktor has changed dramatically, and there are so many new things to learn about him. But Jayce has changed too, albeit not as drastically, but… he’s a different man, all these years later. And GOD let me tell ya, the idea of dad bod Jayce… *drools all over my phone*

He’s still strong, of course he is. He still works out and he still looks great. But like… he’s older now, his metabolism isn’t what it used to be. He’s got a little tummy, and his things are quite a bit thicker.

And of course the fuckin tibbies. Viktor was always extremely attracted to Jayce’s body, but he finds that this thicker, softer Jayce… it drives him fucking wild. He was never much for lazing away the mornings in bed, it felt like a waste of time. But he’s taken to a new habit of wiling away the hours cozied up with his head on Jayce’s chest—just basking in the warmth and the softness. It should feel oxymoronic, especially with all the time he’s spent waxing poetic about the hard, indestructible, glorious superiority of metal. But this one time, this one man… he’ll make an exception.

#dad bod Jayce my beloved #those look heavy my guy just let me 👐#arcane #jayvik #vikjayce #jayvik divorce era #machine herald viktor #jayce talis #jayce giopara #asks #ace answers

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cryptid-paint · 1 year

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Today in Cryptid posts even more old sketchbook art: Jayvik doodles from last year, included but no limited to jayvik dog dad's au, with Blitzcrank as Viktor's balance support dog and Mercury Hammer (or simply just Mercury) Jayce's Chihuahua.... there's also that it's Britney b*tch meme but Viktor edition ya know?

#my art #artists on tumblr #myart #my artwork #arcane #fanart #arcane fanart #arcane viktor #tw: blood #tw: nosebleed #jayvik #jayvik fanart #jayce talis #lol viktor #viktor arcane #traditional art #sketchbook #jayvik dog dads au #arcane fandom

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mrrainbowklutz · 1 year

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I totally forgot I didn’t post this on here! Whoopsie daisy! Here ya’ll go, a lovely Jayvik family drawing with their two daughters Sonya and Arabella! 💕💕💕

#jayvik #arcane #jayce talis #viktor arcane #arcane fanart #fanart #digital art #kids #jayvik au #two dads in love

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tradingjack · 2 years

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Sorry to all the people who followed me for the cute Stray art, unfortunately I am into pathetic, cringefail league men lmao

I wrote this a while ago but I really like it still, which is incredibly rare for me, so I edited it a little and decided to post it here just to have (and also so you don't have to go through a bunch of other bs just to read it lmao).

2.7k words of [character study? fluff?] for an older Jayce. Mentions of other characters, and includes child OC. (No I don't know who Amaranthine is, came here from Arcane and making shit up as we go). CW: very brief death mention (of adult character), some language, but pretty damn tame by my standards :P

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Jayce had never seen himself being good with babies, and he’d been right. He’d be lying if he said it wasn’t the reason he’d been avoiding hanging out with Caitlyn for a little over a decade now. Babies were intolerable. They weren’t cute, they wailed and whined like stuck pigs for hours on end, and they smelled disgusting most of the time. Babies had no care for where their body fluids ended up, and Jayce swore babies had death wishes. If something looked like it could at least be mouthed on, a baby would stick it in its mouth.

On top of that, a baby had made Caitlyn almost as insufferable to be around as Jayce was. Jayce had been avoiding visiting her and Vi's home for that one reason.

So he was fairly surprised she’d approached him for babysitting.

“I don’t know anything about babies,” Jayce replied idly, not even looking up from his paperwork and figuring that would be enough of an answer.

“Colt isn’t a baby, Jayce, he’s thirteen years old,” Caitlyn sighed, crossing her arms. “And our regular babysitter is refusing to work with us anymore since Colt managed to get in the gun closet under their watch."

“I’m busy,” Jayce tried again.

“He’s a good kid, he can just… hang out in your office, or your lab—”

“You just said the last time you left him with a babysitter, he got into your gun closet.” He put his pen down after signing yet another document of some kind, maybe a little more forcefully than necessary, and leaned back in his chair with a sigh, glaring at Caitlyn. “My office is filled with important papers that I can’t let some baby ruin, and my lab is full of dangerous tools and prototypes. Just as bad as a gun closet.”

“Colt is thirteen, Jayce! Do you know what a thirteen year old looks like?”

"Why me?" Jayce snapped, crossing his arms. No, he wasn't about to admit he didn't exactly know what a thirteen year old looked like; as far as he was concerned, babies were babies until they were sixteen at the earliest. Even so, his point stood. "I'm not a babysitter, Caitlyn."

"But you're not doing anything for the rest of the week, Vi and I have been unable to find a babysitter in time, and I can't leave Colt alone for a whole week," Caitlyn listed off, counting each point on her fingers. "He's a smart kid, and can take care of himself for the most part. I just don't want him alone for the whole week. That'd be a little too irresponsible."

Jayce sighed, turning his glare to the table. "Why are you gonna be gone the whole week?"

Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. "They didn't tell you? Vi and I have some enforcer business in Zaun, and it's incredibly important." When Jayce side-eyed her, she rolled her eyes. "Nothing to do with the Machine Herald, it's on the other side of the fissure."

Jayce sunk into his seat, now pouting.

"You're not going to convince me otherwise by acting like a child yourself, Jayce," Caitlyn scoffed, flicking him on the forehead. "You've met Colt before, you know he's not a bad kid."

"He's a kid."

"And you're an adult, and one of my best friends. Please act like it for the next week, at least."

"He's not a fan, is he? Because I swear, Cait—"

"He's Vi's kid, of course he's not a fan. But he's also my kid, so he'll listen to you." Caitlyn grasped Jayce's shoulder, pleading with her eyes. "Please? Just for a week?"

Jayce sighed. He knew he'd been fucked as soon as she'd asked, but he'd been so bored he figured the argument would be worth it. "Because you said please," Jayce relented, placing his hand over hers on his shoulder.

He could feel Caitlyn's thankful grin burrowing into the side of his head, and couldn't help a small smile.

"If he dies, I'm not taking responsibility for it," Jayce called out as she walked towards the exit.

"You would kill yourself before you let another person die on your watch," Caitlyn replied, turning back briefly at the door. "I'll tell you the details later."

And that was how he found a baby in his lab, blue-gray eyes turned to the floor and shuffling awkwardly on disproportionate, lanky limbs. He’d briefly met Colt Kiramman before, years ago when the kid was still just a tiny little thing, mostly just because he knew Caitlyn. Jayce had never really interacted with him much, though, and doubted Colt remembered him at all.

"Babies aren't allowed to touch things without permission," Jayce started.

"I'm not a baby," the baby snapped.

"Great! Then you won't act like one, and you'll follow the rules, right?"

Colt glared at Jayce from under long lashes, wide eyes wary.

Jayce rolled his eyes. "Anyway, as I was saying. You can take a book from this—" Jayce gestured as he talked, "—this cubby, only, and you still have to be extremely, and I mean incredibly, careful with these books. You can't touch the other books. You can access the bathroom as needed, obviously, and you can use the kitchen, just don't touch any sharp shit or my leftovers."

"Did you just say the s-word?" Colt gasped, eyes somehow growing wider.

"Did you just interrupt me again? Pay attention, it's a word, who cares," Jayce tried his best not to yell. He'd forgotten he probably shouldn't curse in front of children, but it was too late, and the kid would hear it eventually anyway. "You can sit on the sofa, and…" Jayce turned to look around the lab for other places the kid could go. "... and that's it. Sofa, kitchen, bathroom. Got it?" he asked, turning back to the baby.

Who was looking through one of his notebooks on a nearby workbench.

"What did I just say?" Jayce barked, storming over to whack Colt's hands away.

"I just wanted to look. It's not gonna get destroyed cause I touched it," Colt frowned. "You're mean."

"And you're being a baby," Jayce replied, quickly shutting the book when he saw it'd been open to one of his old sketches of Viktor. No way the kid noticed it.

"Who's Viktor?" the kid asked.

"No one," Jayce replied, way too quickly. Damn nosy kid.

"Is he an imaginary friend? I thought only babies had imaginary friends," Colt said, way too smugly for a kid.

"He's a real person, and he's… dead now," Jayce said, eyes staring determinedly at the notebook he'd just closed. It was just because of the conversation he heard Viktor laughing at Jayce in the back of his mind, at how terrible a liar he'd always been.

Even the baby didn't look fooled, though it managed to stop him from pressing the subject.

"Just go… go sit on the sofa, or something. I'll buy food later."

"Can we get pizza?" Colt asked, immediately perking up.

"No. I have high cholesterol," Jayce replied dismissively, ignoring Colt's dejected pout and moving back to his workbench.

About twenty minutes later, Jayce heard Colt's whining drift over to him from the sofa.

"I'm bored."

"New rule, unless you have something constructive to say or you're dying, no talking," Jayce yelled back over his shoulder.

"You're boring."

"Good. You can tell your mom that when she gets back."

"Which one?"

"Uhh. Your momma." He'd forgotten about that, but Caitlyn had told Jayce about it. Colt knew Caitlyn as momma, and Vi as just ma. "Make sure you tell her that, in fact."

"I will," Colt said, with as much vitriol as a little baby's voice could muster. "I don't like you and I'm not gonna come here tomorrow."

Jayce ignored him and continued to pore over his notes.

Two minutes later, he heard a crash from near the sofa.

"What the f— hell— ah, shit," Jayce cursed, swiveling in his chair to see what the fuck Colt had done.

Colt was standing ramrod straight, arms curled defensively over his chest, next to an old, oxidized machine he'd evidently knocked over while doing… whatever the hell he'd been doing. The machine had broken, rust crumbling on top of a dark gray fire blanket.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Talis! I didn't mean to, I was just—" the words tumbled out of Colt's mouth, clearly faster than he could think.

"Just what? What were you doing?" Jayce scowled, sighing. He didn't even recognize the machine, it didn't matter that it had broken, but gods damn it all, it was still dangerous.

"I didn't think—"

"Yeah, that much was obvious." Jayce stomped over, glaring at the machine briefly before turning back towards the kid. "Are you hurt?"

"No. No," the kid muttered shakily, and Jayce realized Colt was near tears. "I–I didn't mean it, I—"

"Don't cry. Gods, please don't cry," Jayce said, frustrated. Damn it all. He put his head in a hand, thinking hard, before deciding to grab the kid's shoulder. "Hey, I'm more glad you're not hurt. Your moms would kill me."

"I didn't mean to break it," Colt whispered, wincing away from Jayce's touch. "I'm just bored."

Jayce sighed, clapping the kid's shoulder before removing his hand. "Yeah, me too."

"What? I thought you were working."

"I wasn't really. I've had my mind on… other things, like, uhh, science stuff."

"Like Viktor?" Colt asked. "For a grown-up, you're a really bad liar."

"I've been told that. Some people say it's an admirable quality," Jayce said distractedly, squatting next to the broken machine. Oh, he thought with a little melancholy. It was the anti-gravity field, the first machine he'd built with Viktor, 25 years ago, now. Gods, it had been 25 years, a quarter century. It was just a sad little machine now, doing its best at collecting rust.

"Viktor's not dead, is he?" Colt asked, copying Jayce's squat and poking at the machine.

Jayce swatted his hand away. "Stop that, you'll get tetanus."

"I'm up to date on all my immunizations," Colt automatically replied.

"Say that a lot, do you?"

In the corner of his eye, he saw Colt flush a little, finger tracing a pattern on the floor instead. "So?"

"Just an observation," Jayce quietly replied. The kid probably gave his moms the runaround, and that was saying something, especially with what Jayce knew of Caitlyn when she was a kid. Perhaps it was deserved. Councilor Kiramman would definitely say so. And based on what he knew of Vi, she probably deserved it too.

"Well, it means I won't get tetanus."

"You could still slice your finger open. I don't think anyone wants that."

"You're touching it."

"I made it, I think I'm allowed to."

"You made that?" the kid asked, openly staring at Jayce now.

"Yes, I did." Jayce smiled as he allowed himself to say a phrase he hadn't been able to say for many years. "I made it with Viktor."

"Oh, okay." Colt shifted a little bit, clearly tired of squatting.

Jayce decided he was too. He stood, stretching his back briefly, and then threw the old fire blanket over the machine as Colt stood up next to him, also stretching.

"You don't like me," Colt stated flatly, watching Jayce bend down to pick up the broken machine under the fire blanket.

"Yeah, I just don't really like kids," Jayce grunted. He carried the machine over to a nearby workbench, setting it down with a crunch. "Not a whole lot to talk about with y'all."

"Why not?"

Jayce sighed. "You're aware of who I am."

"Yeah."

"Do you know the first thing about how Hextech works?"

Colt blinked owlishly at him. "Well… the gates are made from Hextech."

"Do you know the basic resonance formula for a Hexite crystal? Or what any runes mean?"

"No, but—"

"That's what I thought," Jayce interrupted haughtily. He lowered the fire blanket carefully around the rusty apparatus. The runes had eroded, crystal long gone from the center of the machine, hastily drilled-on clamps at the base hanging off the machine, unstable and unusable.

"I could know. They don't teach us that in school, though," Colt frowned. "They taught us a new formula in math class today, but it was just for triangles or something."

"You should pay attention in school. Those things are important," Jayce idly replied, gears turning in his head as he surveyed the machine. He was stuck with this kid for several hours yet, and they were both bored after just thirty minutes. Maybe… "In the meantime, you did break this."

"I said I was sorry," Colt immediately whined.

"Sorry isn't gonna fix this. How about you help me fix it?"

"That sounds boring."

"Shouldn't have broken it, then. Here, help me carry some new metal over. We'll have to replace some of these parts," Jayce said, placing his hand on Colt's back in a way that allowed no argument. The kid very smartly didn't argue.

Jayce found himself walking Colt through the whole process of fixing the machine, helping him screw things in place and making sure safety gear was secured before doing more heavy-duty things like welding. He told the kid about the runes he used as he carved them into new small metal plates, and that he and Viktor had almost no idea what the runes had meant when they'd first made the machine. Jayce even remembered rope, tying both him and Colt to the workbench and telling the kid about how the first time the machine worked, he and Viktor had been stuck floating in the air for a while.

It was kinda fun, and the kid hadn't complained through the whole process.

In fact, Colt even looked a little excited, and his eyes glowed with wonder as he looked at a Gemstone Jayce had handed him.

"My ma has two of these, but she never lets me touch them," Colt murmured, glancing up at Jayce like he was scared Jayce was going to take the Gemstone back now.

Jayce snorted. "Your ma's gonna bang up those Gemstones way more than you ever could." He gestured at the machine, not quite as good as new, but definitely functional (and a lot more safe now that Jayce had many more years of knowledge when it came to Hextech). The socket in the middle of the machine, dusted and fixed, seemed to be waiting impatiently for connection. "Go ahead and power it on."

"I just place this…?" Colt quietly asked, staring at the socket and hesitantly holding out the Gemstone.

"Yeah. Drop it in." Jayce quickly tugged on the rope around his wrist, making sure it was secure.

Colt quickly dropped the Gemstone into the socket and then yanked his hand back towards himself, hugging it to his chest and staring at the apparatus with wide eyes. Jayce gave a small smile as the machine powered on, arcs of blue energy surging through wires and rune plates twirling, the hum of electricity and magic filling the lab for the first time in weeks.

"Whoa," Colt murmured, staring at the machine.

"We're not even at the good part, kiddo," Jayce smirked. "Good job fixing it up."

"Thanks."

"Wanna power it on?"

The kid stared at Jayce, uncertainty in his eyes, like he didn't know whether he was supposed to agree or disagree.

"Well, I wanna power it on. It's been a while," Jayce shrugged, going to move the dial on the machine. It was stiffer than he remembered, and it clicked as it turned now, but the spell was still smoothly cast. His movements were practiced now, years of casting through Hexite ingrained in his muscle memory. The wave swept through him, much more gently than it had been decades ago, and he felt the familiar weightlessness lift him from the floor.

Colt giddily laughed, waving all his limbs around freely in the air. "This is so freakin' cool!" he whooped, voice echoing towards the ceiling.

Jayce sighed, a wide smile settling on his face for the first time in much too long. He hadn't seen the wonder of discovery in someone's eyes like that for years.

Maybe the week of babysitting wouldn't be so bad after all, as long as Colt Kiramman could keep his mouth shut.

#is it jayce talis or jayce giopara?? at this point who fuckin knows. originally written to be talis ig #i'm not very good at writing mean characters and i'm also not smart enough to be trying to write jayce but here we are lmfao #fanfiction #writeblr #originally written as part of a jayvik fanfiction but that's not really mentioned here either #character study #fluff #mild angst?? idk bitch is supposed to be burned out af #also joining the weird trend of making jayce kinda dilf-y. trend of stick a kid next to the middle-aged guy and see what happens #hey i'm not making any money offa this and you can ignore it lol #oh. cait/vi mention but they're not the focus of the story #viktor's only mentioned too #league of legends #arcane netflix #jayce talis #jayce giopara #stinky #child OC #caitlyn kiramman #holy shit good dads are real?? wtf???? what's it like 😩

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idkwhatimdoingbutslay · 2 years

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Hey, now that I’m thinking about reality tv show AUs, what if I did a dance moms one with every ship grown up with a kid 😭😭😭😭 THE CHAOS

Caitlyn: so of course I expect my baby to get a solo, but we all know Mel picks favourites

Mel: at the top of the pyramid… (Jayce’s kid’s name lol)

Ekko in the interview room: like are we really surprised ? We all know what they get up to in their hotel rooms at the competitions. The walls are thin as hell and apparently, to everyone’s surprise, Jayce lasts longer than 30 seconds

Heimerdinger about his poro: it’s absolutely RIDICULOUS that my lovely little bean is basically a prop in the group dance !

Elora: my concern is… why are our little children dancing about homocide? Do they even know what that word means?

#dance moms #arcane #Jayce and Caitlyn’s kids will have the maddie and Chloe rivalry #Caitlyn and Ekko are bffs #caitvi #probably timebomb #jayvik #but they’re divorced dads #i must be stopped #everyone hates meljay #IDEK WHAT THEIR SHIP NAME IS LMAODNW

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salty-says-stuff · 2 years

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I don’t even particularly ship jayvik, and I definitely don’t ship Zaun Dads, but y’all make the cutest goddamn art and I can’t help myself every time I see these pairings.

#jayvik #zaun dads #arcane #I only ship silco with y/n #I.e me #jokingly #unless 👀#silco

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belladonazeppole · 1 year

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Arcane Headcanon #4

Viktoria's closet is divided into what she would use in Piltover and what she would use in Zaun because of how it differs from the other place. If Viktoria wore her Piltover clothes in Zaun she would definitely be mugged but if she wore her Zaun clothes in Piltover they would call the Enforcers.

Jayce almost fainted at the sight of her Zaun clothes as he never saw Viktoria in other than her Piltover clothes but fell in love when he saw how confident she was looking in them.

Silco prefers her Zaun clothes over the Piltover ones (duh) but he definitely appreciates the graceful look it brings to her frame.

Formal Event in Piltover / Formal event in Zaun

Regular clothes in Piltover / Regular clothes in Zaun

With his mentor/grandad figure (Heimerdinger) / With his mentor/dad figure (Singed)

Meetings with the Council (Jayvik) / Meetings with the Chembarons (Vilco)

Jayce and Silco have in common in bragging about Viktoria (Silco is subtle and Jayce is Jayce) in particular whenever they get her to attend an event.

Jayce: Admire my amazing partner she is beautiful, intelligent and responsible for the creation of Hextech. Touch her and I break your hand! *smiles*

Silco: This is my partner. Responsible for the developments that are contributing to Zaun. She like a painting, you can only admire her but if you touch her I'll cut your hand off *calm as he smokes*

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Not that different come to think about it.

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roemantics · 1 year

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Viktor won jinx in the divorce

(doodles from my adopted!Jinx AU featuring the divorce era)

#arcane #league of legends #jayvik #jinx #jinx arcane #jayce talis #viktor #viktor arcane #machine herald viktor #jayvik dads #my art #doodles

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the-golden-ghost · 1 year

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uh what ships do you ship for the ship asks?

Ideally some variation of the Lupin gang, any two out of the bunch since I ship them as a polycule (or 3. Or all of them)

And then from Deltarune; Spamvil, Seavil, Gaster x Jevil, Queen x Rouxls, Swatch x Queen, or the Lancer's Dads Polycule (i.e. Queen x King x Rouxls)

OR Jayvik Arcane; I don't think I have more than 1 follower who is into Arcane but I watched it recently and like them because of course I do (what's better than one fucked up scientist? TWO)

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bringthekaos · 6 months

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Do you have plans to incorporate more champions in your future JayVik works? I am curious how Machine Herald would interact with someone like Orianna.

Possibly?? I’m still pretty unversed in League lore/characters, and I usually only write people in once I’ve done extensive study on them and feel confident in my ability to write them. Take Renata for example—I became obsessed/infatuated with her (I mean who wouldn’t, mommyyyyyy) and I read up on her, watched compilations of her gameplay and voice lines, etc.

I’ve started to incorporate Camille more in my Divorce Era stuff, but that’s really cuz I learned a lot about her through playing Convergence. I think my next priorities would be Amaranthine and Naph, cuz I’m just tickled to death that Jayce and V just adopted some random ass kids. Like… here’s two of the most disliked people in their respective cities, and these two kids were like… he’s my dad now.

So the short answer is yes! The long answer is it sorta depends—if I have the time and energy to spend researching that character. I know a little about Orianna, but definitely not enough to write her into anything rn. But who knows! Maybe I’ll go down an Orianna rabbit hole like I did with Renata!

#arcane #arcane league of legends #league of legends #JayVik #machine herald viktor #Jayce talis #my writing #asks #ace answers

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themirokai · 2 years

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In honor of @jayvikaugust and the “professions” theme for week 2, I thought I'd repost Of Air & Water, the first part of my jayvik modern environmental lawyer AU series. I'm going to put the entire story under the cut for anyone unwilling to make the trek over to AO3. However this story and the rest of the series, HexLaw Stories, can be found there.

“Bonus content” on this AU can be found under #hexlaw stories.

Other relevant info for Of Air & Water:

I hope you enjoy!

Jayce Talis had not gone to law school to do air pollution law. He had confidently applied to the country’s top law schools thinking that he would go into criminal law. Maybe be a prosecutor for a while then run for office or become a judge.

He certainly hadn’t anticipated that 10 years after graduation his tiny law firm would be the country’s go-to experts for people harmed by air pollution.

But on his first day of law school classes, a thin, pale, painfully beautiful man with golden eyes and a hacking cough had sat down next to him and changed his life forever.

Viktor had been the first in his family to attend college, and then the first to go to law school, funded by a dizzying array of merit and need-based scholarships. He had gone to law school with one ambition: to make life better for the people of his hometown, Zaun, one of the most polluted cities on the planet.

Jayce had fallen hard and fast for Viktor. By the end of their first year they were inseparable. By the end of their second year they were sleeping together. By the end of their third year they had created a business plan for a law firm: HexLaw. By the time they were two years out of law school, they had won a significant victory for the people of Viktor’s old neighborhood against a local factory. Not only did they get the company to pay the medical bills for everyone in the neighborhood, but they forced the factory to install air scrubbers on its smokestacks. The air pollution cases kept coming after that and they never looked back.

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“They need help, and I didn’t have the heart to tell them ‘no’ outright. I think my parents knew their dad,” Sky said, watching Viktor’s face carefully. “I know it’s not what we do, but I thought you would want to at least consider it.”

Viktor rubbed a finger over his lips as he scanned through the office manager’s meticulous notes. “They said they had been doing testing?”

“Yes,” Sky said, “they’ve been testing for months.”

“Ask them to send over their data. And see if you can find copies of the permits. They should be public record.”

“Are you going to meet with them?” Sky felt hope rising in her chest.

“If you can get the permits and if their data show the permits are being violated, you can put them on the schedule,” Viktor said. “Let me know if you can’t find the permits. We’ll do a records request.”

Sky’s smile faltered. “What about Jayce? Will he be willing to take this on?”

“Leave Jayce to me.”

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Jayce was squinting at a blurry scan of a 20 year old toxicity report when he heard Viktor start coughing, though the speed of his typing did not change. By the time Jayce had decided that the number he was looking at was definitely a 7 and not a 1, Viktor’s cough had a rattling quality but still his typing continued.

“Vitya,” Jayce called without turning around, “you need me to get your inhaler?”

The only response was more coughing and more typing. Jayce turned around to see Viktor hunched over his keyboard, shoulders shaking with the force of his cough. The inhaler sat untouched on the desk beside him.

“Vitya,” Jayce said, louder this time, “use the inhaler.”

When Viktor continued to ignore him, Jayce stood with a sigh and walked to Viktor’s side, then grabbed the back of the chair and turned it, forcing Viktor to face him instead of the computer. Viktor scowled and glared daggers at him but was coughing too much for a verbal reprimand.

Jayce held up the inhaler. “You have it for a reason, love.”

Viktor gave an exaggerated eye roll, but took the inhaler and used it, then rested his elbows on his knees and hung his head. Jayce rubbed his upper back as the coughing lessened in intensity, then stopped.

“I was concentrating,” Viktor admonished when he had caught his breath.

“Yeah? And your hacking was keeping me from concentrating,” Jayce said with a grin.

“After all this time, I would think that you would have learned to tune me out.”

“I could tune you out before you had something that helped,” Jayce told him. “Now that you have the inhaler it’s distracting when I know you’re not taking care of yourself.” Jayce definitely did not say that he was also sure Viktor’s coughing was getting worse and more frequent.

Viktor rolled his eyes again and muttered something in Russian as he turned back to his computer.

“What were you working on that required so much concentration?” Jayce crossed his arms over his broad chest and leaned against Viktor’s desk.

“Outlining the Mendelssohn brief. But since you’ve broken my concentration,” Viktor paused to glare at him, “we might as well go over Sky’s notes from her call with the prospective client we’re meeting today.”

Jayce frowned. Leaving client screening to Sky and Viktor was one of the many ways they had worked out an efficient division of labor for the firm. “Didn’t you already look at the notes before you agreed to the consult?”

“Yes.” Viktor reached for his crutch and tucked it under his arm. “But you should look at them too and we should discuss. Pull up the file and come sit with me while I stretch my leg.”

Jayce was already reading on his tablet when he joined Viktor on the couch on the other side of their office.

“Why does this keep talking about a river?” he muttered as he dropped onto the couch. Viktor swung his feet onto Jayce’s lap and without taking his eyes off the screen, Jayce moved his hand to Viktor’s right calf and began massaging the twitching muscle. Viktor loosened his leg brace then closed his eyes as he dug his thumbs into a knot in his thigh.

Jayce’s frown deepened. “This just has information on a water permit and water quality reports.” He scrolled through a few more pages. “Where’s the air data?”

“There is no air data,” Viktor said quietly.

“Then why didn’t Sky get the lab out there to install monitors? We can’t meet with them without data.”

“We have the data we need in the water quality reports. It’s a water case.”

Jayce stared at him dumbstruck. “A water case,” he said into the silence.

Viktor met his gaze but said nothing else, continuing to work on the knot in his thigh.

“Are … we going to refer them to someone else?” Jayce asked, his eyebrows reaching towards his hairline. “Like, I don’t know, someone who knows more than fuck all about water law?”

“No.” Viktor’s voice was even and definitive, his gaze steady. “We will take the case. Assuming everything goes well with the meeting today and the client wants us. We will make clear our limitations with the subject matter.”

“Our limitations!?” Jayce ran a hand through his hair. “Vitya, we’re talking hours upon hours of research into the law, not to mention the science, just to get up to the baseline of where we would start in an air case!”

“That is true. Fortunately,” Viktor said with a mischievous twinkle as he began working on a different part of his leg, “I am a genius and you are much smarter than you look.”

Jayce pinched Viktor’s good thigh, making him yelp. “You’re an asshole and this is serious.”

Viktor sighed and met Jayce’s eyes again. “I know. And we are seriously taking this case.”

“But why, Vitya?”

Viktor’s hands stilled and he sat up straighter. “They are from Zaun.”

All the air left Jayce’s lungs in a rush and he slumped back into the couch cushions. “Ok,” he said.

There was a category in their operating budget for the money they would lose every year taking cases from Zaun, and they accepted every case that came to them from Viktor’s home town. It wasn’t that they lost the cases: they frequently won or reached settlements that were good for their clients. The losses were because Viktor almost always refused to pursue attorneys fees in those cases, opting for larger payouts for their clients instead. Jayce had accepted this as part of their business model when they started the firm a decade earlier. That business model, however, was premised on them being air experts, not learning a completely new area of law.

“Vitya,” Jayce said gently as he resumed massaging Viktor’s leg, “you know we’re not the best firm to handle this. If these people want the best chance of success, they need water lawyers.”

“We will discuss that with them. They can make their own decision.” Viktor was resolute.

Jayce heaved a sigh then leaned over to pull open the door to the office. “Hey Cait,” he called, “could you come in please?”

Viktor tightened his leg brace and moved his legs off Jayce’s lap just as their junior associate entered.

“Please don’t stop cuddling on my account,” she chuckled.

“We weren’t cuddling,” Jayce said with an eye roll. “Sit down.”

Caitlyn plopped onto one of the chairs facing them. “What’s up?”

Jayce had known Caitlyn since she was a toddler, when her mother had been judging a public speaking competition which Jayce had won and Senator Kiraman had decided to mentor him. When Caitlyn had followed Jayce to law school, he had been happy to give her a job when she graduated.

“Didn’t that non-profit you worked at during your 2L summer do some water stuff?”

“Yeah,” she said, “we commented on a draft stormwater permit while I was there. Why?”

“Because the love and light of my life has decided that we are taking a water law case,” Jayce sighed, “and we’re going to need all hands on deck to figure out what the hell we’re doing. Prospective clients are coming in this afternoon. I’d like you to sit in.”

“A water case?” Caitlyn sat up in her chair. “Cool! I’d love to know more about water law!”

“Thank you, Caitlyn,” Viktor smiled. “I’m glad someone is enthusiastic.”

~~~

Sky led two young women into the conference room and Viktor took the lead as he always did with clients from Zaun.

“Thank you for coming to see us,” he smiled, extending his hand first to the woman with pink hair, then to the teenager with bright blue hair. “I’m Viktor. This is my partner, Jayce, and our associate, Caitlyn.”

Jayce and Caitlyn stepped forward on their cues and also shook hands.

“I’m Vi and this is my sister, Pow- Jinx,” the pink-haired woman said.

“Just Jinx,” said the teenager. “Hi.”

Viktor was frowning at Jinx. “You look very familiar, Jinx. Have we met?”

“You judged the science fair at East Zaun High a couple years ago,” she said shyly. “I won.”

“Indeed!” Viktor’s face brightened. “You made the ‘timed fine material dispersal device’ that was definitely not a bomb, yes?”

Jinx nodded excitedly. “Yeah!”

Vi nudged her with an elbow. “See? I told you he’d remember you.”

“The design was inspired,” Viktor said. “I hope you’re still creating, Jinx. As long as your inventions have peaceful applications. I don’t practice criminal law.” He chuckled and gestured to the table. “Please, come sit.”

As they moved to the table Jayce placed himself a few seats away from Viktor. He had a tendency to touch Viktor without thinking about it, and Viktor hated when Jayce telegraphed their romantic relationship in an initial client consultation.

“So,” Viktor said as he reached back to lean his crutch against the wall behind him, “you’re here about the southern branch of the Pilt.”

“It’s disgusting!” Jinx spat out. “There are three factories that spew waste directly into the river. The gunk coming out of those pipes is completely foul. The water tests positive for every restricted pollutant in the state. And not just positive: wildly off the charts positive!”

“After you spoke with Sky she was able to pull copies of the discharge permits,” Viktor said. “Have you seen them?”

“Those permits are jokes,” Vi said. “The limits in them are ridiculously high but they aren’t even enforced! In any other part of the country the government would have cracked down on these factories years ago, but they’re in Zaun so no one gives a shit.”

“And people are getting sick!” Jinx said. “We all eat fish and mollusks from the Pilt. Everyone we know has these bleeding blisters in their mouths!” She pulled down her lower lip then stuck out her tongue, revealing several bright red sores. “Everyone has stomach trouble, people’s hair is falling out, and babies are dying at higher rates than before.”

“These public health problems are fairly recent, yes?” Viktor asked. “I'm from a different part of Zaun than you, but I don’t remember anything like that.”

“The newest factory opened two years ago,” Vi said. “The Pilt was never clean but it seems like once you mixed the crap from the new factory with the other two it became really toxic.”

“But we need all three of them shut down!” Jinx gripped the edge of the table. “That river shouldn’t just be not-killing-babies polluted! It should not be polluted!”

“You’re right, of course,” Viktor said. “But a more likely outcome is getting more stringent permits and getting them enforced.”

“But we owe it to you to tell you,” Jayce said with a glance at Viktor, “that water pollution isn’t our area of expertise. We don’t know the regulatory landscape and it would take us some time to get up to speed on the law and the science.”

“Your Piltie doesn’t seem too keen on helping us,” Jinx scoffed.

“My partner,” Viktor said firmly, holding eye contact with Jinx, “is absolutely correct and is trying to give you information you need in order to make an informed decision about how to proceed. You have not hired us yet, Jinx. This meeting is for you to determine whether or not you want to do that. And a very important factor that you must take into consideration is that we have never done a water case before. We are very good at what we do, but what we do is air pollution law. I think we would be able to help you, but Jayce is right that we have a learning curve here. And while we’re learning, the Pilt is only getting more polluted.”

Viktor was cut off by a coughing fit and Jayce felt his jaw tense. He took a breath, tried to force it to relax. Viktor turned away from the table and pulled the inhaler out of his pocket, using it quickly. As the coughing subsided he turned back to the group and made a go ahead gesture to Jayce.

Jayce turned back to Jinx. “I am keen to help you,” he said earnestly. “If you came to us with an air pollution issue, I would already have a strategy mapped out and could give you a pretty good guess at our odds of success. As it is, it would be doing your community a disservice and would be disrespectful to you if I wasn’t up front with you about our,” he glanced at Viktor, “limitations here. You should know that there are other firms that specialize in water law.”

“Are any of those water law firms run by a Zaunite?” Vi asked.

Jayce looked again to Viktor, who was still catching his breath, then back to Vi. “No,” he replied.

Vi shrugged and sat back in her seat. “Then I guess we’re going with you.”

~~~

When the meeting ended, Viktor asked the junior lawyer, Caitlyn, to walk them out and Vi couldn’t have been more pleased. That black-blue hair, the prim little nose, the - who was she kidding? - the perfect breasts, all had caught Vi’s attention throughout the meeting.

But as they left the conference room, Vi looked over her shoulder to see Jayce step into Viktor’s space and put a hand on his lower back. Viktor looked up at him with a soft smile and said something that made Jayce laugh, and Jayce drew his thumb over Viktor’s cheekbone. Suspicion confirmed.

“Your bosses are fucking, right?” she asked, turning back to Caitlyn.

Jinx squeaked in surprise and indignation but Caitlyn just chuckled.

“Oh yes. They’ve been together forever. They’ve just never bothered to get married. Viktor says they’re too busy.”

“Viktor’s actually with that Piltie?” Jinx sneered.

“Jinx!” Vi snapped, giving her a shove. “Sorry,” she said to Caitlyn, “we’re not, uh, up here much.”

Caitlyn shrugged and tucked her hair behind her ear. Fuck, even her ears were cute. “It’s ok. A lot of our clients are from Zaun. Viktor and Jayce get that reaction a lot. From both sides. Jayce isn’t so bad. I think you’ll like him when you’ve gotten to know him. And if your case goes to court there is absolutely no one else you’d rather have representing you.”

They reached the front door of the office and Jinx barreled through. Vi paused with a glance at Caitlyn. “It was nice to meet you.”

Caitlyn smiled. “Nice to meet you too! I’ll - um - I’m sure I’ll see you the next time the guys bring you in.” Was she flustered?

“See you then, cupcake.” Vi flashed a grin at her and shot out the door.

~~~

Author’s Note: Thanks for reading!

I am a water lawyer in the US who doesn't know shit about air law so I gave Viktor and Jayce a water case.

If there are people who would read more of the series if the stories were posted in their entireties on tumblr, please let me know that!

#jayvikaugust #jayvik #arcane #modern lawyer au #jayce talis #viktor #viktor arcane #hexlaw stories #mirokai writes #shameless self promotion #Miro does arcane

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nona-la-nona · 5 months

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The ask you recently answered about Jayce and Powder disliking eachother really made me think. I personally feel that the way you wrote their dynamic is far more compelling than most jayvik-adopts-powder fics I’ve encountered, which isn’t to say those are bad, just that your interpretation provides opportunities for a lot more depth. Realistically, if my parents had been murdered by enforcers from a city of privileged assholes who drink willful ignorance in their tea each morning, I don’t think I’d enjoy living among them, much less working with a man who embodies all of their ideals. It’s one thing to forgive Jayce for partaking in that ignorance, but it’s entirely another to project those feelings onto a character who probably wouldn’t forgive him in the given situation. Powder/Jinx is, at her core, an angry character. If you want to write a fic where she’s totally out of character and calls Jayce ‘dad’ or whatever, I love that for you! We all have our favorite tropes that we want to see more of, so go for it! But what I don’t like is when that one particular interpretation becomes such an overwhelming majority that any deviation from it is automatically considered ‘worse’. Especially in the case of your fic, which is (in my opinion) just objectively better. Also, not only does Powder’s perspective in the situation seem much more correct with the way you wrote it, but Jayce’s does too. His position as this perfect ‘man of progress’ is being continuously challenged by his own closed-minded fuckery throughout the story, and his relationship to Powder is such a great insight to that. In canon, Jayce represents a vision of the future- that’s why he kicks Heimerdinger off the council, and it’s also why he is goes against the councilors again when he arranges for peace with Silco- he chooses one path to set himself on for the future, and anyone who doesn’t conform to that path is left in the dust. Powder happens to be one of those people. It’s not just the fact that their personalities clash that drives the two apart, but also their goals for who they each want to be in society. There’s so much more that needs to be said about HazardousTech!Powder and Jayce’s hilariously bad relationship that can’t be expressed in a singular tumblr ask, but I just really enjoy this dynamic. more please.

This sat in my inbox for a long time and I was too shy to respond. Thank you <3

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