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Dunk crossed his arms. "What are you doing skulking in the dark?"
"Looking at the stars," the voice drifted back.
"And what do the stars say?" Dunk asked.
"They say you smell of sweat and road dust," the man replied dryly, without a hint of shame. "They say you ought to find a bath before you present yourself to the lordlings, or they might mistake you for one of their draft ponies."
Or: Since Ashford, Dunk and Egg have lived the life of true hedge knights. They are currently heading North, drawn by the promise of service with Lord Stark to fight off Ironborn raiders. But a chance encounter on the road is about to pull them into a wedding tourney at Whitewalls, a castle built by a family that once fought for the Black Dragon.Bookmarked by hamsilly
08 Sep 2026
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Jayce remembers when it all began, remembers when the ugly feeling of uneasiness and weariness and something more he couldn't quite place carved its way into his heart; remembers when Viktor started to come to the lab later and leave earlier, and it all came from the same cause, or in this case, the same name:
Mikhail.
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Viktor starts disappearing from the lab to spend time with someone mysterious by the name of Mikhail. Jayce does not have a good feeling about it.
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Life at Piltover is anything Viktor could have dreamed of. Hextech is thriving, Jayce is a great partner and friend, he can afford what he thought was unattainable as a child.
Yet here he is, setting foot again on the dirty, permanently dampen ground of the undercity.
After all, he has a promise to keep.
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Fic centered around Viktor and reader as they figure out their life together. Lots of fluff & angst.
As the story progresses the plot will diverge from the original one.- Language:
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07 Dec 2024
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“Jayce, I…”
Viktor doesn’t get the chance to finish his thought, because suddenly Jayce’s lips are on his own, and the calculated webbing that is Viktor’s mind goes up in smoke.
The kiss feels like dying. It aches, this shard of humanity that is falling through his fingers. Viktor fumbles to cling to it, to hold it close to his withered chest, to allow it to light something deep within that had started to go out-
Jayce’s hand presses into the small of Viktor’s back. And nothing else seems to matter any more.
Or: the scene after viktor’s rebirth, but i make them kiss and viktor doesn’t run off
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09 Dec 2024
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“Viktor? Can you hear me?” he asked softly, cradling Viktor’s cheek with his free hand and warming as Viktor immediately nuzzled into it, eyelashes fluttering with a contented sigh.
Again, Viktor did not respond with words—likely too far gone to even form them; instead, he gave an assenting hum, a hand coming down off of Jayce’s shoulder to rest atop Jayce’s at his cheek.“Good,” Jayce said, letting his voice go husky as he placed a final, brief peck of his lips to Viktor’s and started to migrate, first to the mole near his lips, then to his jawline and neck. “Because I’m going to take you apart…” he paused to lick at the mole at the base of Viktor’s neck, following it with a gentle bite that had Viktor tensing in the best way. “Disassemble your body until I’ve left my mark on every… last… piece…”
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- Part 8 of Our Hextech Dream