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jayce "yaoi hand proportions" talis ([personal profile] hexrot) wrote2025-02-01 09:47 pm
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-23 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Viktor tries and tries and tries again. Like Jayce, he is a master of persistence. He shows far less restraint in this part than the other, needing that final reaction. Needing Jayce to inhale on his own. If he can't, this really was all for nothing-

He feels that shuddering reaction, finally, and reacts fast himself. Viktor scoops Jayce's back up from the bed of the truck and pivots him, supporting him so the man can hack and vomit up any bile he needs to. Viktor pats heavily at his back to aid him through it, muttering only semi-coherent encouragements to let this out-

It doesn't really sink in for Viktor that this... really worked. Not until Jayce speaks. Recognizes him. Calls him V-]


Jayce! You're... you're alive! You're alive... [Jayce probably isn't coherent enough yet to recognize the mirror of their circumstances to where he's once been. That can sink in later. Viktor is wrapping both arms around him to hug him from behind, burning his face into the back of Jayce's shoulder. There are a mass of tubes hanging from Viktor, leading into Jayce to transfuse him with shimmer. It's a real tangle of limbs and machinery, a web of wiring and plastics.

All worth it. Viktor turns his head and presses and ear to Jayce's back. He can hear his heart beating within the man. No, no longer his. Jayce's heart. He's alive.

Somehow, Viktor saved him, brought him back from the dead. Nothing else matters.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[The last thing Viktor expects after all that emptiness, all the grief, and all that suffering is joke. The break in tension is so pure and brilliant. He wheezes out a laugh, cracks a smile despite everything.

Viktor sounds so happy,]


Haah, it's you, really you. You're back... [that's Jayce, humorous despite everything, despite all the worst things. Viktor wants to squeeze him, but he's afraid of his own strength and the man's own, fragile state of being. Just holds on, for now, keeps him still and secure, stops any of his dizzy struggling from tearing or pinching the tubing connecting them. That's all still necessary, until Viktor can check and the double-check Jayce is stable.]

I, I did everything I could. I understand now- I understand. How you... couldn't let me go. [they are just the same, Viktor isn't going to think critically on their codependency. All he can think about is how grateful he is and how proud of himself this makes him.

Finally. He saved someone's life.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. Oh no. Viktor's joy is quickly swept out from beneath him. Jayce realizing just the state he's in, remembering anything that happened to him before this- Viktor reaches his hands to take Jayce's. He tries to quell the shivering and shaking by gripping onto him for support and stability. His hands... they're so overlarge now, still thin and elegant, but Jayce always had the much larger set.

Viktor gasps, trying to not be frantic, but he's so worried Jayce will just... die again of shock or horror,]


You are alive. That's- That's what matters..! Steady... steady, stand by, please. I need you to stay with me. [a rattling of words, familiar phrases between them from back in the laboratory days. How many times had they needed to tell one another steady and stand by-? Too many to even count, so mundane were the phrases, but they feel so weighty to recall in such a dire moment. Let them ground Jayce, just a little, in Viktor's company and embrace,]

How- I-? I... reviv- [no, let's not use that word, something less magical and more medical-] -r, resuscitated you. Transfusion with my blood- and you still need it! Don't... pull at anything.

[Viktor pants, desperate to calm himself as well, seeing all he wrought upon Jayce. It's so much torture, isn't it?

Sometimes, death is a mercy...

No, there is no mercy in Viktor. He is cruel in this precise way. Jayce admitted he was, too. They are just the same. It is more truth than ever.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
You should be... furious. I've done- a terrible thing to you. [One of many, but Viktor is sternly set in his ways. He wouldn't undo any of it, except how badly he tore into Jayce as the Herald. In that state, Viktor wasn't himself. His emotions, much as he yearns to just turn them off and be rid of them, are what make him. To be without them was a horrifying experience and it hurt Jayce... so profound and horrifically.

Viktor adjusts his arms and legs, pulling Jayce sidelong into his lap. Cradling him with one arm around his back to keep him upright. Viktor's other hand and stay held to Jayce's or check over his work... he knows it looks just awful, the splayed open chest, the tubes leading them together. Still, they both need reckon with it or there is no continuing on. It must be this way. It is the only way left.]


I- know. I'm scared too, Jayce, of losing you. I don't- really allow myself to get scared. You know this. [Viktor is a fearless man, he has always moved through his life knowing it will be short and difficult. That didn't make it not worth living. He was so intent on making something of himself- all he really wanted was to be alongside Jayce through whatever might happen-]

You don't want to hear that. Right now. My apologies- I... don't know what to say.

[he dips his head and nudges his forehead softly to Jayce's, not sure if he'll welcome that, Viktor won't push it if Jayce flinches away. Something to comfort Jayce? What would make any sense? Something to busy the man's mind, something flippant and far afield,]

... what would you rather be, a snowball or a rock?
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
That's just... what you are, Jayce. A, a precious stone. Carved with a rune, even.

[So much sentimentality is spilling out of him now. It's really unlike Viktor, so used to holding such emotion down. Having been without his feelings entirely, they all floods back in rapidly. He felt his entire person disappear, face oblivion, then kickstart anew.

Viktor does feel very, terribly and wonderfully, alive.]


I'll carry that rock around the rest of my life. Like you did.

[He wonders if he should tell Jayce what he's done. How Viktor has managed to "repaired" him. He wonders if it would be too disturbing to know. If the process was better left unexplained.

This is Jayce. He takes comfort in knowledge, in understanding how things work. He should not be denied that about himself. The man has never been incurious.]


... you carry a part of me now. Your heart was- nonfunctional. [Torn to absolute shreds is more accurate, but Viktor speaks in more scientific terms,]

I replaced yours with mine. So you would not risk... a, a rejection of the transfusion. It isn't very strong, but it does what is required. I hope that's... alright.
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Seeing Jayce look so besotted while also spilling over with tears is oddly comforting. That's him. That's the Jayce Talis that Viktor's known so long. That he loves, in every way. Just fails to voice in any kind of a normal way. Viktor will literally rip his own heart out to give it to the man before he'll utter those frank words. Ridiculous of him.

Viktor gives the most passive shrug to the question. Downright blaze of him, like it's the easiest answer he has to offer in all this.]


Of course I did.

[his body is a biomechanical nightmare, but that doesn't feel far from what Viktor already understood of himself. He had been falling apart so long in his natural form that enhancements had been required to keep him going long before now. His leg and chest brace, the anchors in his back... he had experience in modifying himself. This was just another feat of engineering to undergo.]

It isn't very impressive. A pump with some batteries. You'll probably scold me for how shambles it is, but it functions. That is all that matters. [Viktor can spare elegance for practicality and that's what he's mechanical heart is. Scrap and wit. It suits Viktor, he thinks.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
I am an absolute mad man...

[Viktor cannot help a smile at Jayce's commentary. He's getting more lucid without it being full blown panic. It's so devastatingly hopeful. Something they have in such, such short supply here. Viktor wants to believe the man will be able to live. There's no letting him go, the cost far too sunk.

He tries to hug Jayce however is possible, his tall and thin form pretty good for it, though he's still cluttered with valves and tubes connecting them. No kinking those, that would be uncomfortable...]


But you never let that scare you off. You always find a way to... persist.
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-24 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's romance and then there is whatever the fuck these two have going on.

They're already cuddled up in the rotting decay and blood pool. It's unsavory, but not enough to spoil the moment of accomplishment and elation of Jayce returning to him.]


I have? Ah, in your future-? What of me?

[Viktor asks this quietly, curiosity bleeding out of him so obviously. Jayce being from further along is of simultaneous great interest and causes him such anxiety. He dies. Jayce brings him back using the Hexcore. Jayce falls down a fucking ravine... and crawls himself up out of it.

He realizes he's in love with Viktor. Had been. For who knows how long.

Viktor wants to know what more happened. It was too much to process before, but if he waits to have processing power, he'll be waiting forever. Everything is too much and so nothing is.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-25 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Your past-? That wouldn't make any sense.

[Logically, no, but with arcane fuckery and enough grief, all things are possible. Viktor's paradox is unknown to him, but he had felt the echoes of it. That desire to rescue Jayce and his mother, something he never voiced before their shower talk. The pull of the acceleration rune in Heimerdinger's lab, leading him to steal away with it and Jayce's research notes to return to him. Against all better judgement, against his gratitude towards the Dean of the Academy.

Viktor was always so willing to cast everything aside... for Jayce. For the slimmest hope of their dream.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-25 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[At any other time, at any other circumstance, Viktor wouldn't believe it. Jayce really held that for the correct moment. There's no resistance to the idea, no energy to mount a guarded and skeptical defense. The explanation simply washes over Viktor uncritically, but not incuriously. He has many questions. He's pretty sure he can save most of them or leave them be.

He just needs affirmation that he's put this together, because it's not logical, it's all feeling. This is what happens to him?]


That's... what the hexcore does to me? It makes me a mage-? [On Runeterra, you have to be born a mage. It is inherent, fated, predestined. To become one... Viktor huffs and smirks. Him-? A brittle, sickly boy from the Undercity? With no family name and no prospects? The only place in the world for him the one that he clawed out and forged with his own wit and will?

Viktor wobbles his head slightly,]


Eeeh, a bit too poetic... don't you think?

[A joke, but there's that profound truth inside it. Him. A mage.

The mage who came to Jayce's rescue.

He likes the sound of it. He doesn't have a heart left to swell, but that same emotion is still there. Warmth, affection, yearning. Loving and being loved.]
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-25 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's Viktor's turn to just... well up with tears and spill over. His eyes are still shimmer shot and so it's all tinged purple, running down his face to take in those words. He shakes his head as if denying it, but affirms with his whole being,]

Yes... Yes, that is what it was like.

[Field of dreamless solitude. A poet, indeed. Viktor supposes the mage had nothing but time to think that one up. He speaks to how it had been as the Herald, just needing to tell someone about it. Have it be heard. He knows it doesn't excuse his actions, his violence and cruelty, but he cannot bare the burden of that experience alone. It is too much to go unspoken,]

Endless, vast numbness. Profound loneliness. So empty even I wasn't there.

[they both died for a moment there, hadn't they? Jayce's body failing him and Viktor's mind giving way. His arms curl protectively around Jayce, wishing to hold him so close they fuse together. He's more gentle than that, knowing it would hurt them both if he was too brutish.

In a more tender display of his desperate affections, he kisses Jayce's temple, his eyelid on the side of his still golden eye, his nose. Peppering him with no real direction. So different from when the Herald pushed his face to Jayce's, driven only by cold logic.

He just loves the man so much, he doesn't know what else to do with himself to show that. Viktor's done everything he could, hasn't he? He mutters, nuzzled to Jayce's cheekbone,]


I only want to exist where you are, Jayce. You've showed me that.
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[personal profile] becomerobot 2025-02-26 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[A worn bark of a laugh escapes Viktor at the last comment. Yes, they do keep saying that to one another. A mess is them, distilled. A testament to the truth and resilience of their love really ever present. Only love could drive men to this sort of tolerance for disgust and horror.]

I am sorry, for... for the indignity and the hurt. I feel guilty to put you through this, but not... remorseful. [He wouldn't change what he did, after all. Any way he could bring Jayce back to him, Viktor would attempt again and again. Even if it caused him to go utterly mad.

Already feels that way, but at least he's content in his madness. Happy, even.]


Can you move any of your limbs? Feel beyond just pain?

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