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It’s been half a year now since his marriage to Mel fell apart and Jayce became a stay-at-home dad. A little less than that, since he offered Viktor the empty guest room, just to make juggling work and child-rearing overall easier.
It’s a question of convenience, really. Jayce gets to take care of his daughter, but he also has someone to watch her when he needs to run errands, to play with her next door while Jayce is in a conference call with their sponsors.
And if Mae gets a little confused about how many daddies she has… or if Jayce is in denial about what kind of partner he wants Viktor to be… Well. They’re going to figure it out eventually.
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- Part 1 of Lean on me 'verse
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the line is covered in jellyfish by staroverlord
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
03 Aug 2025
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When Viktor finally asks why Jayce stayed behind inside the Anomaly with him, Jayce stares at him as though he’s supremely disappointed by the question— as if Viktor has betrayed his own brilliance by asking something so irredeemably stupid. “How could I not? We’re partners.”
Partners, Jayce calls them. Not for the first time, Viktor wonders: Partners in what?
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Or: Jayce and Viktor survive the Hexcore, a blizzard, their own bodies, sharing a bed and all the things they’re too afraid to say. Slowly, they put themselves back together— piece by stubborn piece.
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Aziraphale is used to spending long nights battling insomnia and repairing old and damaged books. But he's unprepared for his new neighbour to be quite so attractive, or to develop a habit for sleepwalking into his flat during the night.
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Anthony Crowley loves putting off the creeps that ask for his friend Bea's phone number (She gives out his number, you see.) But a call from a man Bea calls Angel might just change everything. Especially when Crowley and the angel have to team up to figure out what's going on between Bea and the angel's roommate, Gabriel.
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Crowley didn’t usually approach people in his favourite haunt Eden bar. Looking like he did, he didn’t need to, frankly. He just smiled at whoever he fancied, and they’d usually saunter right over.
Sometimes he made an exception – like for the insanely gorgeous man that was definitely a first-time visitor. Crowley watched him, entirely unsubtle. Watched the flex of his fingers around a whiskey glass, watched the tap of his other hand on a book. Reading in a bar shouldn’t have been sexy, but it was.
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“Thank you.” He said in a smooth, deep voice. “But no, thank you.”
“Er, what?” He stammered, confused.
The smile widened. “Thank you for the drink. No thank you for the implication.” He said.
Crowley blinked, not understanding. “Huh?”
The other man sighed. “My dear, surely you’ve been rejected before?”