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itsme-tori 2 months ago
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Arcane fans be like
No hard feelings
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linaisbluepancake 3 months ago
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*caitlyn has sent a picture* tap to open馃拫
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shern-illustrates 7 months ago
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down bad for buff women, help
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ttreelore 6 months ago
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Just two best friends sharing an intimate moment of 鈥榝riendship鈥欚煡 Jayce and Viktor馃槼鉁
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nanamis-username 7 months ago
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HNY 馃樇馃樇馃樇
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thunderstormsarenice 7 months ago
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<3
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Why do I see this happening ? 馃拃馃馃徎
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kram6496 a month ago
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Jinx: I would blow up the whole world for you
Y/N: and I鈥檇 melt with you in it.
Jinx:
Y/N: what?
Jinx: I鈥檒l set the charges and you get the detonator! Let鈥檚 set the whole world on fire!!!
Y/N: sweetheart it鈥檚 a figure of speech!
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whiskeyglass 6 months ago
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The arcane characters confessing their feelings for you headcanons
(includes jinx,Vi,Viktor and Ekko)
x gn!reader
warning(s):cursing
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Jinx
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Jinx was never the one to be particularly soft or care about anyone's feelings,never after that one scarring incident that left her in pieces at least
It hit her like a train when she first realized the never ending loathing she felt for you was much more than just hate,it was strong passionate attraction
Instead of letting herself become pathetic,weak and hide,like she herself stated,she decided to come clean
So the following morning she couldn't stop herself from quietly nudging her fathers old door open,stepping into his dark office where she knew you'd be,doing boring paperwork.
when she sees you seated in a dusty revolving chair she suddenly spins you around,now facing you "Good morning to you,old pal"
an annoyed groan left your lips,knowing how dangerously playful Jinx can often be, "You need something jinx?"
her chest erupts in laughter as she leans down to your height,one hand still placed on top of the leather chair, "a date between you and i sugar"
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Vi
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Vi living the life she lived and going through such events was often reasonably tired,but never when it came down to you.It's been months since she finally reconnected with everyone she used to know and not a single day would pass where she wouldn't visit you
Her feelings for you were something she has been aware of a long time now,yet her fear of losing you altogether always seemed to stop her from going any further with your friendship.
But as time kept slipping through her fingers she couldn't hide what she felt anymore,she needed you to finally know.
The very next morning there's a loud knock at your door,you rush to open it only to see an old friend of yours standing there "Hello?"
She quickly shifts her weight from one foot to another,"hey cupcake"
"Vi!" you fold your arms excitedly,"come in!"
Vi's tough exterior slowly begins to crack out of nervousness "I-no listen..." she rubs the back of her neck "I won't stay long but i just needed you to know that i- i see you as more than a friend and i can't go any longer pretending i don't..."
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Viktor
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The feeling of the metallic pen wrapped around Viktor's fingers left a warm sensation on his hand as he kept writing,the overwhelming scent of ink now filling the room
The clock hit 5:30 o'clock in the morning,it was too early and Viktor had no clue what he was doing in his lab at this hour writing a love letter
At first he wasn't even thinking of it as a confession,he simply just started pouring his heart out on a piece of paper about how he loved your bright smile that you kept even during the longest days of work,your seemingly always soft lips regardless of how much coffee you drank,your messy hair after spendings hours studying a theory,how your eyes still glistened through the tiredness
Everything about you was like a soft dream he could never reach.Viktor knew he never was the most confident about himself,especially confident enough to tell you how he felt
As the minutes passed his eyes grew heavier while his consciousness started ebbing away and soon he was asleep,his faced placed onto his desk
A few hours later the heavy door slid open as you entered,a sign that it was time for work,yet he was still asleep
"Good morning Vikt-" you immediately shushed down when noticing the sleeping figure,you know he usually doesn't get nearly enough sleep
as you got closer to his desk you noticed a messy piece of paper laying infront of him,out of pure curiosity you grab it and begin reading for yourself
Although this will never be seen by the light of the day i have a confession to make...
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Ekko
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The crisp night air hits directly at your body as you attempt to lower yourself onto the group with your hoverboard,moving faster than usual
Accidentally moving your body the wrong way you almost collapse face first into the hard ground,swiftly pulling your body forward so you'll bump into the floor on your feet.Ekko on the other hand lands smoothly right behind you
"What were you even thinking back there!" he yells now facing you,obviously referring to the unnecessarily dangerous stunt you pulled just a few minutes during a fight
"" you scoff turning around to leave,only to be pulled back right where you were by a strong arm
"No you don't get to leave now now!I wanna know what the fuck was that back there!
Seeing the angered state of your childhood friend makes shock run through your body,Ekko was never a very angry man,but today,tonight at least was different
You cross your arms now clearly starting to get irritated with his attitude "I don't know what's gotten into you today but just beacuse you want me uninjured so I'll keep going on missions-
a loud scoff escapes his body cutting you off mid sentence "God you really don't fucking get it,do you
"Get what exactly?" you quickly shoot back hopping to finish this argument sooner
He runs his hair through his white dreads exhaling with frustration "Are you really that damn blind to it?!To the fact that i need you to be safe if i want you back alive?!We're not kid's anymore y/n,i can't just support shit like this beacuse i love you and i give a fuck about you!"
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eyecandyeoz 7 months ago
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Love Like You馃獮
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Pairing: Silco x SO!Reader
Warnings: fluff, angst, overcoming insecurities and trauma, applying makeup on someone, close proximity nervousness, suggestive language at the end.
Summary: As the many days have gone by in each other's company, Silco has caught you watching him apply his typical nude foundation to cover the left side of his face on many occasions. One day, he asks you to help him put it on. Such an intimate exchange of trust catches you by surprise. You couldn't possibly deny him, despite your nerves telling you all the ways you could fail.
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Silco had just gotten out of the shower, beads of moisture raced against each other as they approach the towel lazily fastened at his waistline. His Adonis belt lies beautifully on display as he tousles his dampened locks, pushing the loose strands back and out of the way. Your heart flutters at the sight of him, so comfortable and relaxed when around you. 鈥淪omething... catch your eye?鈥 Silco pries, raising a brow in your direction. He drags his tongue across his bottom lip to earn a mewl of expression to escape you, taking advantage of your flustered mood. They slowly widen into a grin when you hesitantly hide your face in the covers, having been caught staring.
Hearing him take long strides towards you, his weight displaces the tension on the bed as he sits and you bob up and down with the ripple. Unable to see him, but you can smell him and he鈥檚 handsomely aromatic, refreshed but heavily provocative. Peeking out from beneath the duvet, his eyes find yours and you squeal at the surprise. You feel his hands fish around, skating across your body betwixt linen as he inches closer, finally stealing a kiss. The imprint of warmth lingers from his bathing, welcoming and true as you sigh into each other鈥檚 breath.
鈥淵ou always do.鈥 you reply, tracing your hands along his jaw. Silco pauses for a moment, looking past you in thought. The sunbeams creeping in from the open window catch him blooming like a morning glory. You鈥檙e thankful for this moment of meditation but can鈥檛 help but feel the stirring of his thoughts drive a minor wedge into the tranquility.聽鈥淲hat鈥檚 the matter?鈥 you ask.
鈥淚 want you to help me with something.鈥 he says assuredly.聽鈥淐ome with me.鈥 Still clad only in a towel and you wearing nothing but his crimson button-up shirt, he takes your hand and leads you from the bed towards his vanity. Silco pulls on the drawer handle to remove his ornate compact mirror, tossing it at you. Fumbling it in your hands, you look to him in confusion.聽鈥淲hy don鈥檛 you have a go this time?鈥
You鈥檙e nearly crippled with nerves but it's soon salved by the flooding confidence in his gaze. It鈥檚 not like you鈥檝e never used makeup before, but the circumstances varied in this aspect. This required the cosmetic alteration of scarring and discoloration as opposed to freckles or acne. Let alone if there鈥檚 a lingering soreness to his infection. You wouldn鈥檛 want to hurt him...
鈥淢e? Are- are you sure?鈥 He hears the distress in your voice but disregards it, instead telling you exactly what you need to hear.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e the only one I would ever trust with something as delicate as this.鈥 he confirms while sitting in front of the mirror, towel nearly falling off. Silco鈥檚 nonchalance is so intimidating, disarming you with its grace. He rests his head on the back of the chair to allow you to have a stable canvas to work on, closing his right eye. The absence of the other eyelid already has you weary that you would unintentionally get foundation dangerously close to his waterline.聽鈥淚 never do anything extravagant, you know that. To be frank, I typically do a pretty crude job of it despite my years of practice.鈥 he shrugs with a snickering chuckle.聽鈥淚t鈥檚 foolproof, my dear."
Taken aback by the revelation, did he really not hold himself to the same elevated regard that you do? It beckons many questions:聽鈥榃hen did this become a part of his daily wardrobe such as that of cufflinks or clean socks? How long has he held this aversion to the person he sees in the mirror?鈥 Your heart aches, hoping one day he will see himself through your gleaming eyes.
Deducing these sentiments within your own mind, you answer each of the rousing queries with skepticism. Silco鈥檚 vitality knows no bounds. There鈥 not a pitiful bone in his body, but you're still curious.聽
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 need this, you know.鈥 mumbling to him while tapping the case. 鈥淵ou look more than fine without it.鈥 The statement earned a playful laugh, shaking his head at your innocence. It was never about egotism, but blocking out a painful, haunting memory.
鈥淪it.鈥 Silco requests with a tap of his palm on his bare knee. Doing as you鈥檙e told, he readjusts to accept you into his embrace, letting you brush the hair out of his left side to analyze him better.聽鈥淚t鈥檚 far beyond that. One cannot cover up their past or pretend it didn鈥檛 happen. Seeing this-鈥 Silco gestures with a turn of his head,聽鈥淚t鈥檚 not the fact that I was damaged that hurts; looks aren't everything. It鈥檚 a reminder of the person, who did it.鈥
You look away, downcast expression taking hold as you realize you鈥檝e regrettably forced him to explain something so painful. Silco grasps your chin to turn your face back to his, strangely not even half as phased as you are.聽鈥淒on鈥檛 waste your tears on that which cannot harm you, darling. Go on.鈥
Nodding in agreement, Silco lets go, allowing you to rise. With a press of your thumb to the compact鈥檚 clasp, it springs open and you take the sponge with your dominant hand. Silco melts beneath your touch, soft dabbing motions between blending the product across his features become... therapeutic. He senses that you鈥檙e steering clear of his eye and reaches for your wrist, gently holding your hand in place to get your attention.聽鈥淲hat are you so afraid of?鈥
You gasp, heart rate skyrocketing under his concentration while you attempt to roughly swallow in a dry throat. 鈥淣-nothing?鈥 A silly lie, but it would suffice for explanation, vividly recalling your own endeavors of battling with blemishes that can鈥檛 be erased.
鈥淚t鈥檚 as if you don鈥檛 watch me stab myself there, repeatedly throughout the day. I鈥檒l be fine, love.鈥 Silco lets go of your wrist to let you finish. A few more pets to his brow and undereye complete the procedure but something鈥檚 amiss.聽鈥淭he pencil is in the drawer next to the cigars.鈥 he says, almost telepathically. You reach for it with one hand and Silco鈥檚 lighter with the other, igniting it to melt the pigment at the end. With a few steady strokes, the ensemble is revived and he鈥檚 picture perfect, teasing you with a wink at your accomplishments, no matter the size.
You move out of the way to let Silco examine himself in the mirror. He points his chin to the ceiling and glides his fingertips across his jawline to reflect your own movements from before, smirking with approval. He reaches for the materials in your hand to set them down, holding you instead.聽鈥淲ell done.鈥 he rasps lowly, touching his forehead to yours.聽鈥淪ee? I knew you could do it. 鈥 He stands up, instantly towering over you and the towel finally drops to the floor after backing you into the mattress, forcing you to fall flat on your back. Gripping the sheets at his instant exposure, you鈥檙e in disbelief at the revealing stance, proud and tall. 鈥淣ow... let鈥檚 just see how well your work holds up.鈥 Silco speaks with a mischevious drawl, kneeling before you to part your legs, littering them with alternating kisses down your thighs with the impending and sultry approach.
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I wrote this between part 2 of Shrike because I just couldn't get the idea out of my head. 馃ズ
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carlyarrt a month ago
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Plz give us season 2 soon 馃槶馃槶馃檹
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uzuriartonline 8 months ago
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Was lucky enough to get a sketch commission of Vi.
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max1may 20 days ago
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Arcane characters' love languages || ARCANE headcanons ||
A/N: this is basically what dominating (most used) love language the following Arcane characters would display to the reader (s/o). Remember that this is only my opinion, so it's normal if it doesn't align with your one. Not all characters are included!
Warnings: SFW, mostly fluff and nothing suggestive; gender neutral reader (pronouns not specified).
Included characters: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Sevika, Mel.
Taken from Headcanon prompt list:
18. What is their love language?
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Jinx [words of affirmation]
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she both needs it and gives it.
literally don't be surprised to hear a million of 'i love you's in a few hour period.
it's quite precious, ngl.
likes to hug you from behind and mutter something nice about you, as for instance that your hair smells nice, or that she likes the perfume you used today.
she has developed a habit of pecking your face in the morning, doesn't matter lips, tip of your nose, cheek or temple, and whispering a hearty compliment.
also, shows affection by giving you a nickname.
''good morning, toots. looking as gorgeous as the sun today.''
furthermore, Jinx LOVES, when you reciprocate it back, for example, leaving tiny notes next to her gadgets, clothes or random places, filled with reminders or just beautiful words that show your adoration and care for her.
Vi [physical touch]
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yeah, i think it's canon.
Vi is definitely a touch starved puppy.
however it takes her quite some time to trust you before jumping into all of those lovey-dovey relationship things.
but once you've earned it? man, you're going to see so many warm sides of Vi, the count will exceed beyond the 10 fingers on your hands.
however, i couldn't say that Vi would be clingy.
her touch is definitely present (almost) at all times but it's so comforting, gentle and, sometimes, kind of ghost-like, you practically don't even feel that she's touching you.
she really likes when the two of you spend time cuddling together in the morning, facing each other, murmuring sweet nothings and discussing the breakfast menu.
Vi treasures those moments like a pirate, who treasures their gold. You are her gold. She wouldn't give you up no matter the situation.
Caitlyn [acts of services]
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i kind of debated between gift giving and aos (acts of services) but went along with the second one because it's so endearing to imagine how Caitlyn would brew an early morning coffee or tea for you, accompanied with a tray of your favorite snacks, bringing them to the chamber the two of you share or leaving them on somewhere on a table.
we have to remember that Caitlyn is a dedicated working woman, so her free time is kind of limited. That's why she wakes up with the first rays of dawn and comes home late at night.
She usually feels guilty for not spending enough time with you, therefore tries to make up with her love filled actions and services.
It melts her heart, when you do the same. Literally kisses every note or letter you leave for her <3
ALSO, cherishes every flower or boquet you reserve for her, placing them nicely in her office.
Ekko [quality time]
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imo, quality time for Ekko is one of the best ways to express his love for you.
the two of you sometimes struggle to get a good amount of private, free time, as Ekko is also a busy, hard-working man.
after all, he is the leader of Firelights, which means that the majority of chores and responsibility lie on his single, young shoulders.
all of you help him, of course, yet his lot will be always bigger than any of yours.
it鈥檚 comforting to know that your fate is put in good hands but it鈥檚 also heartbreaking to see your lover鈥檚 frequent fatigue that slips off his determined fa莽ade .
during these moments, Ekko collapses into your hands. There isn鈥檛 anything else in the world the boy would want to do. He just needs to lay in your warm embrace and listen to your sweet voice, mumbling about whatever topic it desires.
Sevika [acts of services]
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let's be real that Sevika sucks at expressing her feelings.
i bet that she feels very vulnerable and weak, when doing so.
even in an established relationship, Sevika finds it difficult to be more open with you, as well as ask for any sort of help.
she doesn't wanna bother your head, nor make it look that she's clingy or needs attention.
in fact, she does need (and want) it but keeping a cold, serious demeanor just seems way easier, plus familiar.
however, Sevika is still a human being and, if she agreed to be in a relationship with you, means that there is love hidden deep inside the woman's heart.
so, if she can't express her emotional state, love and feelings with words, she'll do it alternatively - with actions:
the always looking out for you Sevika will definitely be your main source of protection, who makes sure that someone will be always subtly keeping an eye on you, especially when she can't be around
the woman also tries to ease some of your distress by doing few cleaning chores around the place you two reside in.
she might not be the best at them, or not as neat as you, but it's definitely the thought that counts and matters most.
Mel [quality time]
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like Ekko, Mel really values the time two of you spend together.
she views it as a way to develop a closer, more honest and sincere bond.
doesn't matter where, when and why, Mel will follow you, even to the end of the world. You just need to lead the way.
this woman LOVES talking philosophically with you while laying on your lap and admiring the landscape ahead.
in general, I think that Mel is a nature's lover, her political, as well as royal, position is kind of the main issue that keeps her away from running barefoot with the wind.
but in her heart, Mel longs to run away with you, jump through the crop golden fields, ford in the chilly forest's river and live the rest of your lives in a cozy, wooden hut.
this fantasy sounds like a dream to both of you, quite impossible when given the current circumstances.
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alt-gide a month ago
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jozlix-art a month ago
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im honestly surprised i didnt draw vik until now.
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annydraws 4 months ago
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Viktor after his glorious evolution arc
(Also this is a shot from my upcoming animatic)
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itsmentalillness 7 months ago
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饾悁饾惂 饾悁饾惍饾惈饾悮 饾惃饾悷 饾悎饾惂饾惂饾惃饾悳饾悶饾惂饾悳饾悶- 饾悤饾悽饾悿饾惌饾惃饾惈
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comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated and do more than likes
a/n: This is all meag鈥檚 fault for making me watch this show, she would be proud to know I came out of my hiatus era for this sad slavic skeleton professor. PSA I claim viktor as russian
Warnings: female reader, slow burn鈩, straight up cockblocking from the author, unnecessarily long because what itsmentalillness fic would it be if not 3k words, smut鈥ventually, oral (m reviving), sub lean switch!viktor
Dictionary: 袣褉邪褋懈胁褘泄 (krasivyy) - beautiful
Word Count: 2.9k
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鈥淰iktor, I know you鈥檙e not in the best state. That鈥檚 why I brought her here. She鈥檚 one of the most brilliant people I know. She can help while I鈥檓 gone.鈥
To say it was awkward to observe, as Jayce convinced your new boss that you were of some importance, was a tremendous understatement. It was horrendous; you wanted nothing more than to evaporate into thin air at this very second. You weren鈥檛 even sure if you wanted to be Viktor鈥檚 assistant, seeing as how the mere mention of it brought so much reluctance to the man.
鈥淒o you think I鈥檓 incapable of completing my work without you?鈥 This was supposed to be a light interview, but this was distant from light. Both men just got far more heated as seconds went on. For a moment, you contemplated whether either of them even remembered your presence.
With little reflection on your action, you broke your silence. 鈥淛ayce, if the professor isn鈥檛 too fond of me taking this position, I can find other work. It鈥檚 not the end of the world.鈥
Before he even granted Viktor a chance to speak, Jayce had secured your position. 鈥淣onsense. You鈥檒l start tomorrow, regardless of what the professor says.鈥
This would be the most unbearable job you鈥檇 ever taken.
Or at least that鈥檚 what you had considered the job would be. Over the weeks of joining Viktor in his research, he had opened up to you, although it took quite a few pastries to do so. He confided more of his research into you as you proved yourself. He kept you relatively at a distance for a while before assigning tasks. As he trusted you, you took a fondness for your academic successor. You learned why Jayce had spoken so highly about him. He was increasingly talented and focused on his work. Nothing other than his work seemed to cross his mind, at least to your perception. For he drowned himself in his studies more than usual when you arrived. If he hadn鈥檛, his mind would continue to focus on you rather than what鈥檚 at stake for Hextech. He was insatiable, and you were his to devour. Truth be told, you felt the same way. No matter how often the mere sight of him elicited a notion you were far accustomed to, words of devotion would never break the silence. For that was much too inappropriate for a workspace.
It was not until early morning when you had caught the professor asleep on his desk. His hair was riled and his posture askew on his desk, a portrait of him you wished you could keep. Rather than linger in your thoughts, you began cleaning his mess from the evening prior. You could convince yourself letting him sleep and work around him was better because a man such as himself was far from rested.
The last task you attempted was cleaning the area around Viktor. He was awfully particular about his space and liked to take time to keep it pristine. The way he lay now tells the story he passed out before he gave himself a chance to clean.
As you put his books back on the shelf and neared closer to Viktor, the journal he was writing in came to your line of vision. He was incredibly secretive about this one in particular, but no one had any idea why. You and Jayce had taken to the assumption that he was paranoid someone might see his equations and works before they were close to correct. In the seconds you looked at it, it had very little to do with Hextech, and more with his personal thoughts. It appeared Viktor owned a dairy.
You did your best to remove the diary and pen out from his grip, not because you wanted to read it. No, you simply wanted to preserve it from ruin. That鈥檚 what any decent being would do. That was cut short when you caught sight of your name on the pages. Now there was little you could do to convince yourself that reading his journal was right, but you didn鈥檛 care. Pure intuition took over and nothing could stop you.
鈥淚 must say that I am incredibly inclined to have (y/n) around; which goes against my beliefs from weeks ago. She continues to have a hold on me, no matter my attempts to distance myself from such feelings. It鈥檚 not that I enjoy suppressing my desires, but a need. It is far too inappropriate for me to have any relationship with my partner other than a platonic or professional one. I鈥檓 not sure what steps I need to take now because my last attempts have failed me. Now I no longer desire only a romantic aspect, but a lustful one.鈥
I beg your pardon-
This was not what needed to happen at all. Ever. The world became lopsided and every part of your body seemed disconnected; you had to leave this lab. You couldn鈥檛 show up to work today, or ever again, you could quit. Quitting seemed fairly rational, given the circumstances. Anything but standing next to Viktor, the man who just confessed to wanting you in more ways than one, seemed rational. You raced for the door, journal subconsciously in hand. Leaving and never coming back was a typical workplace experience.
Right?
It would be in the best interest of both of you; both could lose feelings, but you鈥檇 lose your job which is only a small price to pay. In your attempt back to your dorm to collect your thoughts, you conveniently met Jayce in the hall, who was put off by your frantic appearance. Albeit he tried to converse with you, you made it clear there was little enthusiasm on your end. You continued your quick walk to your bedroom, trying to silence whatever chaos ran through your head. Of course, Viktor didn鈥檛 reciprocate feelings. He couldn鈥檛. You were only his assistant. But what if he did? What if all those times he was flirting with you, he meant it. He was smart enough to understand his effects on you. Of course, he knew what he was doing. He had to.
The moment you crossed the threshold into your room, you sent a message to Jayce that you鈥檇 not come in today. You were too sick to make it. The message was supposed to go to Viktor, but there was no way in hell you were talking with him now, or ever.
You settled down on your bed and moved down from the frenzy of the last couple of minutes. Why did this vex you so much? Weren鈥檛 you expected to be elated that the man you had wanted since you met felt the same? In any other situation, you would, but this is Viktor. He doesn鈥檛 do romance, he just works. At least that鈥檚 what you鈥檇 been informed by others on campus. Unless-
You reminded yourself, you still had his book, you wished to go through it, you desperately did. The need to know if his interest in you is why others on campus had been turned down in their attempts. But that seemed like too much of a breach of his privacy. All of this was technically accidental, so if you were to purposefully read the journal, you鈥檇 lose whatever trust you and Viktor had if that even existed at this point. All of your past actions had been creeping up on you and it was becoming clear you screwed up more than necessary. You stuffed his journal under your bed and hid from the world. It鈥檚 not like you could go back to the lab now, hoping to save yourself. To you, there was no plausible reason Viktor would want to have you around anymore. You had broken his faith, so it鈥檚 not like Viktor wanted you back in the lab at this moment, either. Unbeknownst to you, Viktor felt synonymous.
When he was woken up by Jayce giving word of your absence and saw his journal was missing but all his books were in place, he knew it was you. That also meant you had seen what he had written, and he hoped to all beings in the sky that you had not taken a peek at any of his other entries. As soon as he could, he would find you, try to talk you down, and explain himself to the best of his ability. However, he wasn鈥檛 even sure if you鈥檇 have any wish to see him. He imagined you were furious, or uncomfortable. He had an interest in you and any moment you had, you would surely read into it as flirtatious. That couldn鈥檛 bother him now. He had a duty to attend to and nothing could stop that train of thought.
It wasn鈥檛 until late in the evening, when all, or almost all, of the academy, had called it an evening did someone try to gain your attention. Albeit you tried to ignore the ringing of the bell at your door, your unwanted guest persisted. Three rings later, it was hard to dismiss their advances.
鈥淵ou know Viktor, it鈥檚 a little late, your lab better be on fire.鈥
鈥淗a ha hilarious. Can I have my book back?鈥 He didn鈥檛 even want to talk about it? He wanted to pretend as if nothing happened?
鈥淵our book? Which one, cause I have plenty I borrowed in here.鈥 You leaned against the cold frame of your door to hear him better.
鈥淣o, I mean my book.鈥 His voice became higher. He knew you were going to play a game with him and he didn鈥檛 need that.
鈥淗uh. You mean your diary?鈥
You heard him mumble in response; he wasn鈥檛 too fond of it being referred to as a diary.
鈥淥h no Vik, it鈥檚 a diary, you wrote out your emotions, thus a diary. Admit it and I鈥檒l give it to you.鈥 There was no semblance of a response from him.
鈥淢aybe if I just read another passage-鈥 you taunted.
鈥淎bsolutely not! Give me my diary.鈥
With that you swung your door open, bringing his diary insight, which he quickly took to hand. It was a terribly awkward exchange. You wanted to be upset with him, but graciously you couldn鈥檛. He was possibly perfect in every way for you. He looked much softer out of the harsh lab lights. The faint luminescence from the ever-running city of Piltover highlighted his beauty in all the right ways. There was a slight glow to him that elevated his essence, so he became sublime. It was an impulse to bring him into your room, and there was no stopping either of you. You had him on the edge of your bed before either of you said anything.
鈥淧lease know that I apologize for making you uncomfortable. It wasn鈥檛 proper of me to say those things or think about them, really. It was completely inappropriate, I know.鈥 His words felt genuine, and you knew they were; Viktor would mutter nothing that wasn鈥檛 axiom. 鈥淎nd I understand if you choose to take this to the council, it makes sense, I won鈥檛 hide it.鈥 That last utterance had you at a halt. You turned to look at him. For such a brilliant man, he had the expression of a na茂ve child.
鈥淰iktor, I won鈥檛 be taking this to the council. I鈥檓 not upset that you think that, honestly. This can stay between us.鈥 As much as you tried to reassure him, he was missing a piece. Not everything was coming together. 鈥淚 didn鈥檛 leave earlier because it freaked me out. I just needed time to think and process it all.鈥
鈥淪o you鈥檙e not mad?鈥 Viktor was beyond aghast that you weren鈥檛 immediately repulsed in any way.
鈥淎 little. I鈥檓 more upset that I had to learn all of this through your diary rather than having you tell me.鈥
鈥淓xcuse me?鈥 Your benevolence was not something he expected from you. He surely heard you wrong. You wouldn鈥檛 have tantamount emotions to his own.
鈥淔or such a genius, you can be undeniably stupid.鈥 It took him a second before he spoke again.
鈥淒oes that mean I鈥檓 allowed to kiss you?鈥 The second he had your consent, his lips were on yours, taking you for his own. He spent too many nights dreaming of what this moment would feel like, and it was far better than anything he could envisage. Your hands holding his face felt absolutely heavenly, ever so lightly dancing across his skin, sending shivers up spine. No kiss had ever felt even compared to how beautiful this was. He swore he could live here in this moment forever, close to you, feeling as if nothing in the world could tear him from you. Even when you had to stop to catch your breath, he felt deprived of air. Everything about this moment had an aura of innocence. He felt so pure with you on his lap, foreheads pressed to one another like lost lovers reuniting. And to him, that鈥檚 who you were. Someone he was missing for so long.聽
Innocence doesn鈥檛 last forever. A moment so white can quickly be painted in dark shades of adultery. A simple kiss can leave you pressing on for more; your body taking control of your thoughts. Rationalness was no more when you grind yourself down on the professor beneath you. Your kiss turned from angelic to devilish faster than Viktor could process, but he had no will to stop your advancements. He needed you just as much.聽
Your hands moved up his neck, and you tangled your fingers into his hair, pulling slightly to elicit some sound from Viktor. He pushed his hands under your shirt, savoring every inch of you like you would be pulled away. His hands were cold and rough as you expected, but he made them delicate as they traced your silhouette.聽
Your forehead pressed against his shoulder, then one of his hands tugged on your chest. It had been awhile since you had someone hold you in such a fashion, which was apparent from your already labored breathing that came from Viktor simply rolling your nipple between his fingers.聽
鈥淒on鈥檛 get shy now 袣褉邪褋懈胁褘泄 there will be time for that later.鈥 His words made your brain turn to fuzz. There was not a care in the world, only Viktor occupied your mind.
Slowly, he pulled your shirt over your head, allowing him to properly praise your body. Just as his hands did, his mouth became attentive to your newly exposed chest. The sounds that passed your lips were unusually loud for his simple act. However, this evening would not end with him having the upper hand; hopefully there would be plenty more instances where he could.
You slipped from his lap and took your place on the floor, kneeling at his feet. He had a godly complexion; you needed to worship every inch of Viktor, make him yours. In order to move to that point, you had to discard his pants elsewhere in your room.
You freed his cock from his boxers and pumped slowly as focused on his thighs. His thighs flexed under your kisses, you had a minor power over him and you refused to lose that now. You looked up at him as you licked the underside of his cock. The sight to him was the definition of erotic. It was almost enough to make him cum on the spot, but he needed this to last as long as he could. He bucked his hips when you took him into your mouth after what felt like years of waiting.聽
The feeling was nothing terrestrial for either of you. You had him where you wanted after weeks of craving his making his pleasure your own. Nothing in your mind could鈥檝e come close to the whines Viktor made. They were almost as prepossessing as he was. It was a song you knew would ring in your ear for days on end.聽
鈥淵es, 泻褉邪褋懈胁褘泄 please. It鈥檚 so good, please鈥 having the professor beg for your permission was a truly sinful image, but you couldn鈥檛 say no.聽
When a hand wrapped around your hair, pushing you farther down his cock, you complied. He was close, and you knew it. His legs tensed and his breath became more staggered. His utterance of 鈥樞貉邪褋懈胁褘泄 please鈥 became messier.
He became more statuesque as he reached his climax. His hand left your hair and gripped onto the sheets behind him. His chest was raised while he threw his head back. He was the picture of true bliss.聽
And you had every intention of keeping that picture to yourself.
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vigaraki 2 months ago
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Imagine liking Viktor an unhealthy amount 馃檮鉁
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Couldn't possibly be me.
Not at all.
Not even a little.
Anyways, here's why I think Viktor is the second best character in Arcane-
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