Compilation Of Some Sketches Over A Few Months (notice A Pattern????? Doting Jayce Save Me)

dropping a wip before bed just to feel something

I’ve been a fan of Woodkid’s music since hearing this song for the first time and listening to the lyrics again I felt like it really fits Jayce (and Arcane in general) ✨

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more pinterest practice ft. some hexcore scars

i like when they kiss

some pinterest pose practices <333

Chapter 3 !!!

Where some magic is made and some undone

Instructions on electrical safety (and how to disregard them)

jayvik / Zaun Viktor AU / Exes

on AO3

Additional tags : siblings Jinx and Viktor - Hurt/Comfort - Angst (with an eventual happy ending) - Friends to Lovers - Exes - Class Issues - Implied Sexual Content - Substance Abuse - Suicidal Thoughts - Medical Procedures & mild Body Horror - Toxic Parenting

Where are my Silco's son AU pals!!!!!!!!! i'm very excited that jayvik got me back into writing and there's 25k cooking in this doc that i'm happily EATING but also would like to share :]

ok i need to lock in 🙏 so little left of this chapter its insane

“I look forward to hearing what you have to say in another four months.”

(read left -> right) it's here!! the chapter 5 comic is done (for now, i might want to come back and do proper lines and colors at some point). i just couldn't choose one part of the Big Moment to illustrate so i did.......all of it (ᵕ・ᴗ・)

scene from differential burdens in displacement

Thinking about Jayce and Viktor developing their own dialect over the years in the lab.

It starts with Viktor forgetting the Piltovan word for a tool he needs Jayce to pass to him. So he gestures the motion it requires to use it. Then he points, and points again when Jayce grabs the wrong one. Just as Jayce finally realises what he meant, Viktor says its name in his native tongue. Jayce repeats it, albeit badly, before giving its Piltovan name.

This occurs many times, especially during those late nights where thinking in one language is hard enough. It happens to Jayce, too. A word on the tip of his tongue, lost just out of reach. Found by Viktor, spoken to life by lips Jayce cannot help but stare at.

They learn words and phrases of each other's languages, can understand the most frequently used terms in their respective lexicons. There have been times Sky has walked into a room where two languages are being spoken, neither of which are Piltovan, and it still seemed like they understood each other perfectly. She has since become the third speaker of the dialect, and a helpful translator.

Both Jayce and Viktor have a propensity for muttering curses. Or hurling them as insults at misbehaving machinery at the ass crack of dawn. Jayce stands as the worst offender, often amused when Viktor's patience for an experiment gone wrong finally runs out. The string of swear words that follows an interesting exercise in which ones he can recall.

Perhaps one of Jayce's favourite past times is guessing what each one means. Sometimes context helps, other times not so much. He still remembers trying out one of Viktor's curses, using it to insult a particularly rude noble after another stuffy trade meeting. The way Viktor stared at him before breaking out into wheezing, snorting laughter is painted in his memory. He learnt what it really meant eventually, nearly falling out of his chair laughing himself.

A mistake he makes on purpose now, just to hear Viktor laugh. To see his shoulders shaking and how he bites his lip trying not to smile when Jayce whispers it in the most inappropriate settings. It is always worth the half hearted chastising that comes after.

wip wip wip WIPPP from chapter 4 (3?) im sleepy and have forgotten my own chapter count