Garden Green

made this for a friend :)

i’m not in the fandom (yet) but yea

3/7

A sky full of stars

A Jayvik fic, 17/? chapters, 100k words, rated M.

Chapter Seventeen: Itchy

A young Ximena struggles with running the forge on her own, and doing her best to support her son.

“I haven't got this one!!!” He shows her what suspiciously appears to be yet another rock to add to his already considerable collection. “It's the best one ever!!”

‘This one’ is mostly dark grey, but with a sliver of pale, silvery-blue, running through it.

“Jayce! Just–”

But Jayce can’t ‘just’. He instead carries on as if Ximena hasn’t opened her mouth, his current thoughts too big to be contained in one painfully enthusiastic young boy. It’s quite possible that for Jayce, she hasn’t spoken, or at least that her words haven’t registered inside his busy mind.

Jayce, it seems, is the whirlwind owner of what he has self-diagnosed as an ‘itchy brain’. 

“You know like itchy fingers? Or…or…itchy feet?”

“Yes mijo, I know all about ‘itchy feet’. If I didn't, I wouldn't have left Ixtal, or come to Piltover, or met your father, and then there would have been no you!”

“Hmm…you understand then, I suppose, although I don't like the idea of ‘no me’.”

“I'm sure you don't. What…what has this to do with you having trouble concentrating?"

Unexpected experiments

Painted as a request and I'm sure Viktor will enjoy this feast 😌