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    Hunter has a rather conflicted relationship with his scars. They remind him of Belos, who is the reason he has them, but he also can't get rid of them. He's either going to have to accept them (and his body) as part of himself, or he's going to have to... actually, that's not clear. He'll have to do something else.

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  1. Rec 72

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    Pious brother, to your vices
    You were shunned, and burned your cradle
    Claim killer, you claim martyr
    My brother Cain, my brother Abel

     

    The tale of the Wittebane brothers has been one drenched in loss since it’s beginning, from their early childhood in England, to their arrival in to the New World. Caleb Wittebane dedicated his whole life to protecting the only family he had left.

    In the tiny settlement of Grave Field, so named after the Colony’s catastrophic first winter left less than 60 of the original 500 settlers alive, Caleb learns that when everyone is in survival mode fear is more dangerous than any weapon.

     

    Basically, this fic exists because I am a giant history nerd with a hyperfixation on early 1600s America and frankly, as much as I love Wittebro fics, an awful lot of authors seem to fashion their settings in the style of Salem, but the colonial life in the 1610s did not look the same as it did in the 1690s. To put it in perspective: the time difference between the Wittebros arrival and the Salem Witchcraft Trials is the same amount of time between the sinking of the Titanic and the premiere of the James Cameron movie.

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    13 Jul 2026

  2. Rec 12

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    Jayce, ten years old and hounded by nightmares of howling gales and whipping snow, runs to the Lower City to escape his dreams; there, he meets a friend.
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    Dear friend across the river.
    Someone was singing, and Jayce started shaking again. Was he shivering? Was he cold or was he afraid?
    My hands are cold and bare,
    Dear friend across the river,
    I’ll take what you can spare.

    It was a young voice. Accented like none Jayce had ever heard. Little clicks and clacks and metallic scrapes accompanied the song, but in no rhythm or melody. Incidental.

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    21 Jan 2026

  3. Rec 75

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    “What do you think you’re doing?” This voice was new, and it slid like oil down the blade of a knife. There was man—a man Viktor had never seen before—standing in the door. Viktor’s palms went cold and began to prickle, sweaty. Strangers were dangerous.
    The Alchemist was unperturbed. “Welcome, Silco.”
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    Why does Viktor already have a secret compartment in his cane, just the right size for a vial of shimmer? What if he wasn’t so shocked at the suggestion of Shimmer as a path to arcane vitality? What if life was just a little bit more taxing on a young scholar who only ever wanted to work for a few hours without pain?
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    A canon-divergent look at what Viktor’s experience with Shimmer could have been if he’d run into Silco at a young age.

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    21 Jan 2026

  4. Rec 1

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    Viktor, Jayce, and Sky go to an event in the Undercity.

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    As the crowd surged forward, the wall of elevators became visible. They were a far cry from the sleek machines in Piltover that carried Viktor to and from the lab every day. Some were open-air metal cages held together by chains, while others were sealed boxes with cracked windows. A couple were even illuminated by bare flickering lightbulbs.

    The rusted industrial contraptions were connected by a system of pulleys and mechanical winches, likely built from repurposed factory machinery and engineered to withstand the constant abuse of hauling people and heavy equipment hundreds of meters down into the dark. Viktor smiled with a sense of pride at the Undercity’s ingenuity.

    When he turned to Jayce, he was unprepared for what he saw. Jayce’s posture was stiff and all the color had drained from his face. He was staring at the lift in front of them, eyes wide and jaw clenched, like it was a coffin swinging open just for him.

    “Jayce… are you okay?”

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    02 Dec 2025

  5. Rec *

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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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    19 Dec 2025