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prettybadmagic.bsky.social
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙊𝘼𝙏 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙤𝙩𝙝

jayvik hockey au

🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/76871256
January 1, 2026 at 6:57 PM
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jeje03.bsky.social
#jayvik 남편이랑 댄스✨
January 1, 2026 at 9:16 AM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
okay so, well, i have been overtaken by hockeygoth wrms. So. That's next. Tomorrow , even
prettybadmagic.bsky.social 𝖕𝖇𝖒 @prettybadmagic.bsky.social · 5d
puppy of progress is updating next yippeee
December 31, 2025 at 8:52 PM
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darkmodeproxy.bsky.social
Man of Progress
December 29, 2025 at 4:53 PM
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jeje03.bsky.social
#jayvik 동굴 제이스🔥
December 29, 2025 at 3:57 PM
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jeje03.bsky.social
프로 빅🥭이터 #jayvik
December 28, 2025 at 4:19 PM
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dayiiting.bsky.social
Jayvik
Harness
2024.12.29
December 28, 2025 at 6:16 PM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
nooo don't piss urself pubby jayce
Dog Jayce doesn’t laugh. He laps up the water, so much that it distends his stomach. It makes him wonder just how much pee can hold before his bladder maxes out. Like will the liquid stay in his stomach after that? Does it bloat all his veins? He’s surely getting close to the limit. If he doesn’t concentrate, he’s afraid he’ll let out little spurts of pee. He paws at himself as much as he’s allowed, until Master says, “Cut that out.” Jayce becomes whiny. He can’t use words to convey the urgency to Master, so he has to use gestures. He butts into Master’s calf, but Master swats him away. He’s forced to climb onto the couch, which could end really terribly, really wet. He noses into Master’s hands, where he holds his book. “What is it, pet? You’re in quite a state.” Jayce woofs and glances over his shoulder, in the direction of the bathroom. “I need fifteen minutes,” Master says. “Can you wait that long?”
December 29, 2025 at 2:54 PM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
puppy of progress is updating next yippeee
December 28, 2025 at 6:09 AM
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learnrabid.bsky.social
every time i see viktor cock and balls i cheer
December 28, 2025 at 3:43 AM
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nightjarjar.bsky.social
viktor做了一晚上被大屁股压死的噩梦
October 7, 2025 at 12:40 PM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
viktor is the first cat coded character ive written and i love him sm. he's both carnivorous and pitiful. love to see it
December 27, 2025 at 7:58 PM
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deheerkonijn.bsky.social
kitten surprise 🤗
August 5, 2025 at 10:43 PM
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ewyk24601.bsky.social
He has 7k hours of runescape
My men type
September 22, 2025 at 10:59 AM
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banggcherryy.bsky.social
is bsk going to let me post pixel cock?
December 27, 2025 at 1:10 AM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
hs au is 31k so far lmao

try not to write another jayvik novella challenge level impossible
December 26, 2025 at 8:00 PM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
omega viktor is a little incontinent... alpha jayce can smell it ofc 😌
“Morning, V.” Jayce bustles into the lab, two mugs of coffee in hand. He’s already learned that Viktor self abnegates in the name of science, and it helps to have a partner who doesn’t mind the hustle and bustle of the shared kitchen down the hall. He knows Viktor likes his coffee doctored with heavy cream and five spoonfuls of sugar. Stereotypical omega. And then there’s Jayce, a stereotypical alpha, wired to provide. He sets the mugs down on the two clear patches of the table designated for beverages, otherwise blueprints and notebooks and drafting tools cover the surface. He drags a stool beside Viktor’s and hooks his hand around Viktor’s waist. Firm fingers nestle just-so in the patch of belly where Viktor’s womb resides, vacant. “Oh—” Viktor startles, and before he can reign in his pelvic floor, a small spurt of pee shoots into his briefs. It comes with a curt, audible shhh sound that makes both of them go stiff. Out of the corner of his eye, Viktor witnesses Jayce's nostrils flare. Viktor’s body is as always, doomed to fail. Not even his suppressants can spare him the humiliation of autonomic functions, because in lieu of slick, he tends to excrete piss. A new feature he developed since he began working in close proximity with an alpha, a suppressed alpha, but an alpha nonetheless. No drug could distract his body from the six feet and three inches of virile potential that shares his laboratory. On an intellectual level, he finds himself deferring to Jayce’s opinions, listening intently, gleaning his words and general presence like a flower absorbing rays of sunshine. Within two weeks of partnership, he's managed to rub his cheek on Jayce's sleeve a half dozen times. An absent gesture that he pairs with deep trains of thought—one moment he’s chewing on a perplexing morsel, the next he’s nose-down in Jayce’s bicep, no closer to solving his dilemma. He excuses himself from these situations with a nervous laugh and an apology that good-natured Jayce always accepts. He’s prone to his own biological quirks, the biggest offender being his penchant for touch. As it turns out, one measly pill a day can prevent a rut, can dull scent to near invisibility, but it does not bind one's hands nor command their feet. And so, Jayce is always nearby. Always breathing onto the downy fuzz at the nape of Viktor’s neck and fidgeting with the buckle on the back of Viktor's uniform vest. Viktor has not skipped his own pills. He knows he’s safe from the utter betrayal of heat and has been for many years. Yet the ghost of that sensation—the warmth, the internal ache—simmers in his blood, as if to indicate that he should be suffering heat. That is to say, his uterus is tender. Itchy, aware of itself, and certainly in no state to be prodded by large alpha hands. “Apologies,” Viktor says at last, perturbed by Jayce's uncharacteristic silence. Blush burns from his sternum to the tips of his ears—how embarrassing to piss himself at work, under an alpha’s nose. “I do not believe I am in a fit state to be touched.” “Heat?” Jayce queries. It’s so aggravatingly alpha of him to resort to brutish, one word replies. Viktor peeks up at him, only to find his golden eyes dilated to black voids, inside which Viktor’s reflection glimmers like a pale star. “Jayce,” Viktor warns. “You know full well that I am medicated.” Jayce shakes his head and rubs his eyes with forefinger and thumb. “Right, yeah. Sorry. Sorry. Do you—can I—” Viktor cannot sniff out his intent, only watch the poor man try to formulate a thought, as if he’s the incontinent one with urine-damp underwear. Classic omega behavior—his body found a way to produce a fluid that flusters, distracts, forces nearby alphas into a state of delirium. Jayce is rosier than usual, the apples of his cheeks truly living up to their namesake. “This happens a lot,” he says. Curse him and his direct communication. “Are you that frightened of me?” “It is, eh, compulsive. And relatively new. I may need to see my physician to remedy the issue. I hope it isn’t too distracting.” Jayce finally removes his hand from Viktor’s waist, though he unsubtly runs his fingers beneath his nose before pinching its bridge. “I don’t know if I can work like this.” “Are you offended by me?” “Offended?” Jayce takes hold of Viktor’s wrist, his thumb quick to press into the gland that pulses beneath thin skin. “Viktor, I’m—I’m overcome. I’m—well. I’m attracted to you. I can smell you through your suppressants—your soap, your breath, your—” He glances at Viktor’s crotch, moist at its junction. “Well, it’s strong to me.” Hm, yes. Quite the predicament—attraction in the workplace. A terrible hindrance to the progress of Hextech, one that has worried Viktor since the very day he partnered with an alpha. Can they supersede their biology to change lives? No, absolutely not. And if they can’t fight it, well— “Do you think, eh, having sex with one another would solve the issue?” Jayce vigorously nods. He grasps Viktor’s other wrist and plunges his thumb straight into his gland. Slobber glistens on his canines when he bares them in a wide grin. “Where? When?” Viktor tips his head toward the table. “If we lock the door and clear this thing off, I believe it will do.”
December 26, 2025 at 4:32 PM
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ccattnipp.bsky.social
Stillwater!Jayce

#arcane #jayvik
December 26, 2025 at 11:43 AM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
new dee fic today yippee
December 26, 2025 at 3:38 PM
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brojobs.bsky.social
perv viktor my beloved ❤️ #jayvik
Black and white illustration of Viktor desperately humping a Jayce body pillow. He is licking the pillow where Jayce's face is and his underwear is hanging off his leg.
April 5, 2025 at 5:15 PM
prettybadmagic.bsky.social
im addicted to making viktor autistic
December 25, 2025 at 10:58 PM
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mmmoli.bsky.social
#jayvik 🦌🍂
December 25, 2025 at 4:35 PM
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mooniedrawin.bsky.social
jus a silly thing
i'm like a year late with this trend
merry christmas btw!!!!!
#jayvik
December 25, 2025 at 5:10 PM
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mirrordweller.bsky.social
For some reason ppl liked this very much #jayvik #bottomviksaturday
December 25, 2025 at 5:14 PM
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iamkawa.bsky.social
⚠️Please beware of nsfw🔞

meow🐱
/ modern student au #jayvik
December 11, 2025 at 12:07 PM