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    Sylvain is chained to the post at the opposite end of the small wooden cage. He’s curled up on himself from the pain of being kicked in the stomach, but when he meets Felix’s gaze, he grins and says, “I don’t think that one likes me.”

    “But you’re so likable,” Felix says stonily.

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    A guy walks into a prison stockade. Or: alternate ways to say I love you.

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    28 May 2026

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    who are you, mediest? this phenomenon of a fic writer who blessed the FE3H fandom with prose i STILL think about over 3 years later. now silently absorbed back into the fabric of the real world somewhere. how incredible that someone this talented is not famous for it. or maybe they are. is it weird i look for mediest in the prose of published writers, hoping one day i might just find a connection? i want to read mediest’s words until my eyes blur, have shelves full of it all with bent to shit bindings from all the years of coming back to each story over and over again.

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    Viktor approached with the clippers as he would a feral animal cornered in the lab, circling the chair clinically as he assessed.

    “Short on the sides, long on top. Functional.” He gave an ironic little punch at the air. “Aerodynamic.”

    “I’m not a glider,” Jayce said.

    “Stop moving,” Viktor said, and began.

    Or: Jayce and Viktor give each other haircuts in the lab before an important event. It goes about how you’d expect.

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    06 Nov 2025

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    i suffer from debilitating viktor and jayce pretimeskip joy deficiency and this fic has improved my quality of life

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    So there they are, a shopkeep and a curious stranger, losing daylight in silence. The man studies Jayce’s work while Jayce studies him, and isn’t curiosity just one hell of a thing? It can motivate a topside scientist to brave the gray, and it can bully out years of ingrained wariness to make room for itself.

    The man moves again, the necessary three steps left to reach a workbench of works-in-progress. The metalwork of it is rough, all hinges and mechanisms wrought from steel scrap. The beginning of a knee joint, sitting next to the first prototype of Jayce’s own leg brace.

    The man’s gaze lingers there, intent and molten in the dimming afternoon light. Then he’s reaching out, reaching forward, his careful fingers tracing along welding seams and scratches in the metal, and Jayce’s curiosity flash-boils.

     

    “Can I help you?”

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    05 Nov 2025

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    the brilliant writing in this fic undoes me. like, seriously. how does anyone learn to write this dang good man. also the LoL background lore was mwah, i still don’t get runes and crystals and whatever logic was behind that spinny cradle thingy (and probably never will, let’s be real) but this fic made me feel like i do.

    (the one where piltie-turned-zaunite jayce is a grumpy mechanic and zaunite-turned-piltie viktor is a nosey academic and they still meet and still make hextech and then they smooch about it)

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    On accident, Jayce stumbles into a gay bar. A gay bar where he finds Viktor—and finds himself reevaluating his sexuality. 

    “If you want to fuck me, you are going to have to acknowledge me as a man, not some warm hole.” Viktor stepped closer, fitting the handle of his cane beneath Jayce’s chin to tip his head back. “So, what do you say?”

    Jayce’s heart thumped against his chest and his cock throbbed in his pants and he really didn't think some kind of test was necessary at that point, as he already had his answer—he wanted Viktor, both in spite of him being a man and because of it.

    “I—Yes. Yes,” he repeated. “Please.”

    Lips curling into a wicked smirk, Viktor cooed, “Such a good boy. So polite.”

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    03 Nov 2025

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    yeah- you remember, right? it’s one of my all time faves! the one where jayce sees viktor at a gay bar and realizes wait viktor is sexual? and into men? and (jayce = man) = nonzero chance they could fuck = jayce’s viktorsexual awakening??

    you know, one of the triple threats of bottom jayce/ confident viktor/ pacing that feels smutty but not ooc

    its the one where viktor has those oversized high waisted trousers sinched at the waist and a gree—- yes, you got it!!! that’s the one :3

    such a good fic ^^

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    On a summer evening Jayce realises there is only one person he wants to be around.

    He abandons Piltover’s aristocracy, and goes to find Viktor in their lab.

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    I listened to Marcus Skeen's new Jayvik song and had to write this. HAD TO. I recommend listening throughout.

    Papers by Marcus Skeen.

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    26 Oct 2025

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    assertive jayce leaves a gala on a mission to turn the “will they?” into “THEY DID” (promptly—on the workbench. and it’s hot)