in all my years of reading fanfiction from fanfic.net to deviantart, i only created an ao3 this year (again, no reason i didn't do it before, i was just lazy) so i unfortunately haven't kept any data of the fics i read from fandoms before my delirious jayvik fic binge. here are few of my favorites from my excel sheet masterlist.

jayvik.

i think i have about more than a hundred listed in my excel sheet (i've not read them all though) so trying to pick a handful and also omit most of much freakier stuff proves to be quite the challenge

not a lot just forever by bunnypoem [incomplete]
explicit au:modern roomates slow burn internalized homophobia fluff

Jayce Talis was striking the first time Viktor laid eyes on him — a jagged edge.
It was foolish to hope that the inkling of a premature crush, which Viktor had no sense in developing or nurturing to fruition, would soon crash and burn until even the cinders had overturned in the cold, unforgiving earth.
But Jayce Talis prevailed, becoming an indivisible specimen that billowed between radiance and essence.
(A story of Viktor and Jayce falling in love, and out, and in again.)

Red Chrysanthemums by Finnicus_Gayicus [completed]
explicit au:modern fluff slow burn drug use friends to lovers

So you know how Jayce, Ekko, and Heimerdinger get transported to different realities? Yeah in this one Jayce gets sent to the modern world and needs Viktor's help getting back home.

Playlist for When Your Boyfriend Stops Breathing by SunsetPlums [completed]
explicit au:modern anticipatory grief caretaking terminal illness hurt no comfort

He pictures the funeral sometimes.
He pictures someone he doesn’t know saying Viktor’s name wrong. He pictures screaming in public. He pictures stealing the ashes and keeping them in a protein powder container because it’s the only vessel big enough. He pictures lying in those ashes like a widow bird. He pictures baking the ashes into bread and feeding them to pigeons in the park.
He pictures swallowing them himself.
Or: When Viktor chooses a quiet death, Jayce learns how to love him to the edge of the end and carry what’s left through the sad art of letting go.

Je t'ai toujours aimée by thelibraryofbabel [incomplete]
explicit hurt no comfort au:modern dvorced arc alcoholism heavy angst hurt no comfort

After almost two years of radio silence, Jayce Talis runs into Viktor at a highschool reunion, and he forgets for just a second the reason they separated in the first place.

Me [28M] with my roommate of 1 year [31M], I'm worried I might be homophobic towards him? by ivypool [completed]
explicit au:modern angst hurt/comfort car accidents unreliable narrator

(or: the one where jayce can't figure out why he cares so much about the guys his new roommate brings home... and doesn't realize he's fallen in love until he's completely and totally fucked.)

Evergreen Out The Window by inkingbrushes [completed]
explicit au:magical realism accidental soul bonding hurt/comfort domestic fluff

Viktor peels a pomegranate, Jayce keeps a locket, and the forest sings.
(Or: Viktor and Jayce are cursed by a soul bond and learn to live with it. Featuring a magical garden, a forest that talks, and a love that grows like a tiny sprout.)

The Gentle Violence of Being Seen by SunsetPlums [ongoing]
explicit au:modern slow burn unresolved emotional tension slow burn hurt/comfort they were roommates

Jayce was just looking for a good, hot mistake to help him forget his ex. Too bad the mistake has a name, a weaponised mouth, and a signed lease.

picture of you by bunnypoem [completed]
explicit au:modern blackmail enemies to lovers TOXIC!!!

Jayce always knew he was perfect, it was just a matter of getting other people to know it too.
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Jayce is a celebrity and Viktor is his (borderline stalker) paparazzo.

desires of the flesh by weatheredlaw [completed]
explicit au:modern priest au catholic guilt

Jayce always knew he was perfect, it was just a matter of getting other people to know it too.
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Jayce is a celebrity and Viktor is his (borderline stalker) paparazzo.

Cleansing of the Temple by Snoelled [completed]
explicit au:modern ANOTHER priest au catholic guilt

Or: Jayce comes home for the holidays after a breakup to find a new priest at his childhood Catholic church. Father Viktor is not the kind of person Jayce ever expected to be a priest, but he has a dream to change Jayce's hometown for the better, and he decides to do everything he can to help. The more he helps, the more Jayce sees glimpses of Viktor, the man, not the priest. And the more glimpses he sees of Viktor, the more Jayce is so, so fucked.

when you're lost in the darkness by failbender [completed]
explicit au: zombie apocalypse tlou slow burn enemies to lovers

(The Last of Us AU)
After an attack on the convoy escorting him out of Boston, Firefly Scientist Viktor has little recourse but to rely on Jayce Talis, a FEDRA soldier, to get him safely across the United States to St. Mary's Hospital in Salt Lake City, where he has the chance to save the entire world.

The Anatomy of Almost Forever by SunsetPlums [completed]
mature au:modern terminal illness fluff hurt/comfort depression angst

Jayce Talis is a professor in training assigned to learn under Professor Viktor, the man he’s meant to replace. A transition. A simple passing of the torch. A job that was never supposed to be anything more than that.
But then Viktor laughs and Jayce wants to hear it again. Then Viktor brushes against him in the hallway and Jayce feels it for hours. Then Viktor coughs into his sleeve and Jayce notices how long it takes for him to catch his breath.
Jayce wasn’t supposed to get attached. But he does. And now he is completely in love with a man who is already slipping away.

God Does Not Know This Name by SunsetPlums [completed]
explicit au:modern catholic guilt unreliable narrator depression

Jayce was raised to believe in order, in righteousness, in a God who makes no mistakes. Until he meets Viktor. Suddenly, sin has a name, a face, a mouth that tastes like blasphemy. Jayce doesn’t know if he wants to resist it or fall to his knees.
Viktor does not fear damnation, only the limits of flesh, only the hunger that no scripture can sanctify, only the desire to take and ruin and call it faith.