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@servicesubjayce.bsky.social
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☆18+ only ! MDNI ☆
☆ghost, they/them, 32, white, smut writer☆
☆jayvik, hammerhound, also into BNHA, CritRole, PacRim, TMA, and lots more☆
☆proship/problematic/dead dove☆
☆icon by @reddsmess, cover by @raelbe☆
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ghost @servicesubjayce.bsky.social · Feb 27
of course i'll edit ur fic for u!! *draws little red hearts on my favorite parts* *puts on lipstick and kisses the page* *sticks a million gold stars all over it* okay champ ur good to go ilu please never stop writing!!!!
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saltslimes.bsky.social
Jayce during the 7 years finding out Viktor’s nickname among the other TAs was “big dick vik” and getting so horny he gets scared
December 20, 2025 at 4:06 PM
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yearnatron5000.bsky.social
#jayvik
a screenshot of jayce talis from arcane staring up at viktor with soulful eyes. a screenshot of a tweet is juxtaposed over it. text reads: Calling you bro but my soulful eyes betray the depths of my yearning
December 20, 2025 at 11:40 PM
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bamgory.bsky.social
magical girl #jayce for the soul .... #arcane
January 15, 2025 at 3:29 PM
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xip.bsky.social
Anything for you
[#jayvik]
December 16, 2025 at 9:38 PM
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marimusha.bsky.social
a little comic about silly boys
#jayvik #jayce #viktor
Viktor is lying on the couch reading a book he is wearing a nightgown and a cap, he hears footsteps and turns around "Jayce?" His face expresses confusion "What is this?" Jayce stands in the doorway with a cup of tea in a too-fancy robe "Uh? What is it?" “ah, a robe? a gift from Mel. yeah, it’s a bit too long but–“ he notices Victor's seemingly condemning look ”COME ON ITS VERY COMFY!” “And what’s on YOUR head?? A nightcap..!?” Victor exhales and says with his eyes closed ”You don’t have the right to say anything when looking like that, Jayce” (they like the way their partner looks)
December 16, 2025 at 11:19 PM
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leohereee.bsky.social
the sneek of the peek from before that I've been working on for a while, just some sweet post canon stuff
(suggestive stuff please be weary🔞)
#jayvik #jayvikfanart #arcane
April 8, 2025 at 8:15 PM
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sulkybender.bsky.social
#vikjayce
divorced couple energy ship will always be immaculate to me. we hate each other. we've seen each other naked. I know how you take your morning coffee. I will never make you your morning coffee again. get it yourself. here you go, I gave it to you anyway. you disgust me. I will always be somewhat in love with you. I will be yours forever. you're not mine anymore. you will always be mine. fuck you. let's fuck, for old time's sake. did you steal my cd? no, no. keep it.
December 15, 2025 at 4:30 AM
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korai38.bsky.social
Today is the first evening of Hanukkah, it's time I light the first candle on my menorah:)

Happy holidays everyone, from #jayvik! U⁠ ⁠´⁠꓃⁠ ⁠`⁠ ⁠U
December 14, 2025 at 7:27 PM
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mossyswampdyke.bsky.social
big feelings, big naturals...the Duality of Jayce
December 14, 2025 at 3:41 PM
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xiaodidekuaile1.bsky.social
#vikjay #jayvik
whatever. Herald give jayce a pussy and make him suffer
February 7, 2025 at 5:39 PM
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interphos.bsky.social
literallyyy a pretty princess
December 13, 2025 at 12:18 AM
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ramboarte.bsky.social
I present to you...Good Boy Talis 🌟 #jayvik #jaycetalis
July 22, 2025 at 1:54 AM
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miserablesomething.bsky.social
they should get to be happy. just sayin #vikjayce
December 14, 2025 at 1:02 AM
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the-sunshine-slut.bsky.social
silver fox MH Viktor x bright eyed, bushy tailed, freshly 18, and desperate for attention and love arcane Jayce Talis
December 14, 2025 at 4:10 PM
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naiad-r.bsky.social
Drew more of the same thing. And finished on time for Viktor's birthday, funnily enough.

#myart #vikjay #arcane
Monochrome drawing of Jayce, on his knees, getting fingered by Viktor's puppet in the real world as he holds onto Viktpr in the astral plane. Jayce is naked from waist down. His bare legs are spread and covered in scars. The puppet has an arm under Jayce's stomach, offering support to Jayce's bad leg. Jayce is hiding his face in Viktor's chest as Viktor hugs him close. There's a rivulet of slick running down Jayce's thighs. Monochrome drawing of Jayce getting tag teamed by Viktor in the astral plane and three of his puppets in the real world. Jayce is laying on his back, naked from the waist down. Viktor's puppets are standing next to him, helping Jayce spread his legs, holding him down and keeping him as comfortable as possible. Viktor is standing between Jayce's legs, his hands on Jayce's thighs. One of the puppets has a hand between Jayce's legs, finger blasting him in tandem with Viktor's thrusts, giving him the illusion of getting fucked by Viktor when he's not actually there.
December 29, 2024 at 8:43 AM
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oniipamn.bsky.social
Maybe I was overreacting before

#Jayvik #JayceTalis
Digital illustration of Jayce wearing a cropped white and red baseball shirt, a pair of blue shorts, high top sneakers and knee high tube socks. While there is a plain gradient background, Jayce is posed in a way that he seems to be leaning against something. He is kneeling with both legs spread and both his arms bracing his head against an invisible object. He is looking back at the viewer with a shy expression. Below is a pale hand, implied to be Viktor’s, pulling back his shorts to reveal a little pair of pink panties Jayce is wearing.
December 14, 2025 at 3:45 PM
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dreamavelle.bsky.social
#thefifthhole #jayvik
September 4, 2025 at 9:43 PM
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zaebish-egor.bsky.social
The thing in jayvik i like the most is that this big ass 240 lbs 6'4 tall latina in vik's hands becomes the smallest big boy in the world

Dont even try to find the difference between 3 first and the last pic there is none
#jayvik
December 11, 2025 at 12:46 PM
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dirtydan.bsky.social
My eternal gripe on something that's strangely divisive is that FUPA does NOT mean "lower belly", but the pubic fat area, AKA the mons pubis. You don't need to have a larger belly to have one, either-- nor do you always get a FUPA when you're fat. Lower bellies are great! But they aren't FUPAs!!
a sloppy little explanation of how FUPA is an acronym for "Fat Upper Pubic / Pussy Area", and how it refers to the mons pubis area, with a lazy diagram differentiating the lower belly in blue and the mons pubis in red doodles of a femme person with their lower belly shaded blue and their mons pubis, the FUPA, in red more doodles of various figures with varying genitalia in similar treatment-- the lower bellies in blue, the mons pubis..es..? (FUPAs) in red
December 9, 2025 at 9:28 AM
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hexmunculus.bsky.social
A peek at the first quarter of something I started for #JayVikHorrotWeek ’s folk horror day that I’m not sure I’ll ever finish or post, because I am proud of it despite it all.
The fever had settled deep in Viktor's bones by the first frost, eating at the marrow like a starving thing. He felt it worst in the mornings, when the mountain air still held the bite of cold iron and his leg hollered louder than the church bell two hills over. Some days, the ache laid him flat before he could swing both feet to the floor. Other days, he could hobble about the cabin with his cane, stubbornness doing what his body could not. He used to think it punishment - maybe from God, maybe from the mountains themselves — for daring to carve out a life in between the cracks. For being halfway everything: Jewish in a holler with no synagogue for a hundred miles, a man without the kind of birthright men here understood, solitary because folks never knew what to make of him. But the land had always loved contradictions, hadn't it? Still, whether it was sickness or simple rot eating its way up through him, Viktor had no doubt he was dying. He could feel the arcane inside him thinning to threads, like the breath of some last prayer whispered while the candle guttered out. And yet, that night - when quick footsteps sounded on the path and broke into a desperate sprint — he found himself alive in a way the fever rarely allowed. "Help!" a voice gasped into the dark. "Please — please let me in!" It was near midnight, and the lantern by his bedside threw shadows long as winter nights across the walls. The wards hummed their warning under the floorboards, jittering the air like bees in a bonnet. Viktor dragged himself up with the cane, cussing the stiffness in his leg, and limped toward the door. A man stood on the far side of the yard fence - tall, wide-eyed, new to the holler and still soft around the edges in that way newcomers were before winter chewed them lean. His chest heaved like bellows, sweat sticking his shirt to him despite the cold. Jayce Talis. The man who'd bumped their town's population from 43 to 44. A man who had no business being this deep into the mountains at night. And behind him - just where the moonlight broke — the mimic watched. Viktor had seen mimics before. Everyone who lived this close to the mountains had. They were never perfect copies. They weren't meant to be. Something was always off: an extra joint where there oughtn't be, eyes too still, a face too calm for any living man. Jayce's copy was worse. The thing wore Jayce's shape like someone had molded him out of river clay and forgotten to smooth the places where fingers pressed. Its mouth curled too wide. Its shoulders sloped as though hung by some hook in the sky. Viktor felt the truth before he understood it: the creature stared at Jayce the way a grave stares at a corpse. "You can't stay out there," Viktor said, pushing the window open just enough to speak. His breath fogged the gap. "Not with that thing on your heels." Jayce shook like a leaf in storm winds. "I didn't know where else to go. Nobody in town would even look at me when I tried to tell them. Said I was stirring up devil talk. I haven't slept in four nights." "Town talks plenty of the devil," Viktor said, his voice dry as birch bark curls by the hearth. "Don't make 'em right." He heard the mimic breathing now — not through lungs, but through mimicry, copying Jayce's panting with too much precision. The sound scratched down Viktor's spine like a rusty nail. "Please," Jayce whispered. "I don't want to die." Viktor hesitated, because he always hesitated. Because the wards weren't his doing. He'd had no mother to teach him the old ways — only the stories his bubbe told in Yiddish back before his family fled up these mountains, and the jars he buried beneath the fence line when he first arrived, desperate for safety no one else would grant him. Because breaking them meant letting something powerful in. But then he saw Jayce's face — pale with the terror of a man staring at his own death dressed in his own skin — and Viktor knew what it was to be hunted by the shape of yourself. "Stay where you are," Viktor commanded, voice hard as flint.
December 11, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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mangywayway.bsky.social
My holiday gift for the @jayvikexchange.bsky.social
This is for @pbelle.bsky.social! The prompt I chose was post canon Jayvik with poros eheh. Happy holidays ₍^ >ヮ<^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ✨
#jayvikholidayexchange2025
#jayvik
A jayvik illustration with Jayce and Viktor in a mountain setting. They are both wearing heavy and warm clothes, with fur on top of their shoulder. They are also wearing a long blue cloth like a scarf, perfect for the cold environment, while snow flows around them. Both of them have 3 fluffy poros helping them to keep warm. Jayce has a big poro on top of his head, another one on his shoulders and a small one hiding in his scarf. Viktor has a small one resting on top of his head, a big one on his shoulder hiding in his scarf and he's keeping another poro near his chest.
December 11, 2025 at 1:14 PM
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kikkisiss.bsky.social
not a single thought in my head
#jayvik #vikjay #vikjayce
March 6, 2025 at 3:58 PM
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orchisailsa.bsky.social
I'm sure no one remembers this shitpost but me, but I need y'all to know I actually did this, every time I didn't have a fic title picked out ahead of time. (There are, incidentally, more versions and editions of this label than you could ever imagine.)
Dr. Bronner's Magic Soaps label crammed with text. The following OrchisAilsa fic titles are superimposed: - If Not Now, When? - The Things You Have Given Your Life To - The Key to Freedom - Always Towards the Heart - Breathe Deeply - To Be Awakened - If You Can Dream - The Thirst of Lonesome Years
December 10, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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heartbr34ks.bsky.social
( cw: pet play )

post-canon , jayce thinks pup play is off the table now since he can't crawl , kneel , or do many of the tricks viktor had previously trained him for . he's miserable every time he thinks about it- he yearns for the freedom pup space gives him but doesn't see how it's possible ..
rottten.bsky.social rotten 🐦‍⬛🎗️ @rottten.bsky.social · 15d
i need post canon jayce angst ab him having to learn how to be a pup again and navigate pup space after his injury . i need him sobbing, mourning what he used to have, what he could do before. i need him and viktor learning together how to accommodate for him, finding new ways+
December 9, 2025 at 8:14 PM
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badassassassin.bsky.social
We deserve #jayvik yuri on main.
Genderbend Jayce and Viktor in various sexual positions.
November 8, 2025 at 12:24 AM