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  1. Public Bookmark 43

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    [SPOILERS TO C4E18.]

    “I never really thought about it before, but I think I might like pain,” Occtis tells him. “Maybe I even liked it before, but always got too lost in all the other feelings the world had to offer to notice it. But now it’s the only feeling that I have. So I think I want to… possess it. To hold it in my hand and do with it how I see fit.”

    It occurs to his social brain that every word of that confession was more alarming than the last, but it has only served to turn Julien’s expression into something avaricious and gleaming. “My ribs are still quite bruised,” he murmurs. “Be my guest.”

    Occtis takes a moment to sort through his thoughts on the matter. He can hear voices from the women’s tent, but they sound faraway and untroubled.

    “Your pain tolerance is good,” he decides aloud. “I trust you not to make any sound.”

    “Of course I can be quiet,” Julien assures him in a honeyed tone. He assumes a more relaxed pose, resting comfortably on his side. “Go on, then. What are you waiting for? I despise cowardice in all its forms—so don’t disappoint me.”

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    “Always so needy, little Hero of Piltover” Viktor shushes, his cane tracing the outline of Jayce’s face, a threatening caress. “Always needed all the lights of the stage trained on you, yes? Well then, why don’t you put on a show for me?” He takes a step back, letting Jayce sit up, and before the Defender can think of it, he kicks his Hammer far away so it’s out of his reach.
    “On your knees, then.”

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    Or; Jayce Giopara can't shut up for the life of his so a certain Machine Herald has to teach him, ahem, a /lesson/

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    06 May 2026

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    I am fragile and unholy. Open. Ravage. Eat. (Tanaka Mhishi, Literary Sexts II)
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    or: fighting to death with your ex husband is something that can be so arousing you actually end up making up after years! who would've ever thought.

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    “You should leave, Jayce.”
    “What?”
    “It's better this way.”
    “What does that mean? Did I do anything wrong?” more silence, and before him that accursed, emotionless mask “Viktor, talk to me. Don't just kick me out like a bad one night stand.”
    “What did you expect to happen, really?” there’s scorn in his voice “You come here, you tell me sweet little nothings, we fuck and everything is solved?”
    “I expected we could talk over breakfast, but I guess it's not happening anymore.”
    “Talk about what, exactly?”
    “Us. Talk about us, and what to do with this, and—”
    “Were you going to apologize?”
    “For what?”
    “For what?” he scoffs.

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    Viktor kicks Jayce out after a night together. Jayce doesn't take it well.

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    07 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 24

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    He's handsome like this.
    On his knees, shirtless, with eyes narrow and a little frown observing all the little intricacies of his life's work, he the only man in all of Runeterra that could truly appreciate and understand the systems that operate him, the brightest mind hidden behind a glamorous façade, a scientist at war, an unwilling symbol.
    He would let him study him for hours.
    He would let those calloused hands handle him the same way he does his Hammer, would teach him all he wanted to know, would show him the ins and outs of this man-made body just as long as he marvels at him with that pretty glint in his eye.
    But he shouldn't share information with the enemy.
    “Jayce,” he hooks his chin in between his pointer and his thumb, lifting his face to look at him “Fuck me, will you?”

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    Viktor indulges in one last night of pleasure before purging himself of emotion. Jayce doesn't know it's the last time.

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    07 Apr 2026