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A muffled sob from the boy below tugs at Jayce’s heartstrings. He’s flexible, sure, but fuck, his heart isn’t made of elastic. Jayce bounces his knee a little bit higher. He knows that Viktor isn’t a baby anymore, but whatever, they’re both regressing right now. Viktor squirms in his arms, whimpering like he’s in the middle of having some sort of tantrum.
“Oh, sweetheart. Shh, sweet boy,” Jayce sing-songs in Viktor’s ear, hand patting at his lower back, leg rocking underneath him. Viktor’s fingers grab even tighter onto the collar of Jayce’s t-shirt.
A wet gasp, an unmistakable moan of pleasure. “Oh, f-fuck —”
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Jayce gets to the bottom of the reason why Viktor’s been acting like a complete terror around the house lately, then acts accordingly.
Jayce: 24 Viktor: 17
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don't let them cut your tail by sanjussence
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
16 Jan 2026
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“I wasn’t aware you were, ah, capable of speech.” Viktor said awkwardly. There really was no polite way of phrasing that.
“I’m not supposed to be.” The dog muttered. Then, cringing as if he expected to be hit, he asked, “Aren’t you… going to punish me?”
“Punish you for what? Solving a months-long deadlock in my research?” Viktor gawked at the suggestion, “By all means, speak more!”
Golden eyes snapped up to meet his own. Viktor watched as the vastaya’s expression journeyed from astonished, to cautious, and then, finally, fragilely hopeful in real time.
“Seriously?” He whispered.
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In a world where vastayas are considered animals, Viktor’s search for a service dog ends with him finding a partner instead.
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- Part 8 of i cant stop writing jayce as a dog
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In the remains of Vox's divine weapon, Lucifer appeared nearly forgotten. However, it was the most unexpected of sinners—equally injured and battered—who reached out a hand and pulled him from the wreckage.
The Demon’s hand lingered—a disconcertingly warm weight on the King's upper arm—waiting to ensure Lucifer was steady on legs that felt like crumbling stone. The foreign, sustained contact made Lucifer’s skin prickle, but it was not the expected nausea of disgust. To his utter horror, deep in the marrow of his bone-deep exhaustion, he found himself profoundly relieved to feel the slightest bit of a comforting, steadying presence—a touch that was not administered in pain or malice. He had been utterly alone in the wreckage, surrounded only by the ghosts of his own inadequate power, and now the unlikeliest of sinners was showing the rarest, most forbidden form of basic consideration.
“Careful, Bambi,” Lucifer murmured, the nickname laced with a dry, venomous sting. “Someone might actually start to think you have a heart."
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- Part 1 of State of Affairs
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When Alastor is hit in the chest with divine power, it creates a hole in reality that transports him to a different timeline to a month before the Extermination, one where Lucifer and Charlie have a stronger relationship, and where Alastor might just be friends with the Devil? He needs to figure out a way to get back, but what if this new dynamic changes his feelings about the clownish king? What if, instead of fighting... he starts falling?
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“Does Angel Dust tend to nest in his suite?” Alastor asked without preamble.
“Why’re you askin’ me?” Husk asked gruffly, briefly trying to feign ignorance. A single raised brow from Alastor was all it took to squash that recalcitrance out of him, his shoulders and wings dropping. “Yeah, yeah – fine. But why’re you askin’ me now? It ain’t like Angel’s gonna steal his own shit and pretend like it weren’t him. Besides, he ain’t anywhere close to bein’ in heat. It’s not him, boss.”
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Items have been going missing around the hotel. Nothing of any value or consequence - just people's personal effects. Regardless of their importance, Alastor cannot simply stand by and let somebody rob folks in his territory, right under his nose.
He sets out to catch the thief - and picks up a less than useful helper along the way in the form of one miniature monarch - but comes up empty handed. Empty handed, that is, until later that evening.
With his past racing to catch up to him things and quickly spiraling out of his control, he might find that less than useful helper has a use after all.
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- Part 3 of RadioApple Shorter Form Multichapter
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