Viktor Strikes Me As A Person Who:

Viktor strikes me as a person who:

would find that one button up that finally fits and buy three of each available color because 1. he that huge the buttons in other shirts hold onto each other for dear life and if he breathes there is possibility of shooting someone with a stray button 2. he just doesn't like change

gives great bear hugs

wears two different socks (don't ask why, I just know he does)

would wear colorful nail polish if Misty and/or V would want to paint his nails and wouldn't give a fuck about it (lets be real - he would own it)

likes doodling - some days at the clinic are boring, he's not in the mood for watching boxing matches and he will just doodle whatever he feels like at the moment

plays the "im old" card to avoid gatherings and likes to say he's older than he is (you have not even one silver hair on your head Viktor you ain't foolin' me)

would genuinely tear up a little if someone (V, Misty or Jackie) surprised him out of blue with food on his working day - like really went to get food for him because he works so hard to save lives and is an amazing friend and deserves to be spoiled from time to time (A L W A Y S)

likes quiet rainy days at the clinic - no emergencies, no patients, just him, coffee and sound of rain resonating through his little slice of peace in this chaos of a dumpster that Night City is

Lately i've been thinking about him a little too much hnnnnnnngg... I love this senior citizen...

Even if we don't get Viktor romance (the pain, the struggle) I think they should add random calls and texts from him. I mean, come on, they are close friends. Viktor 100% would call or text V to ask how they feel, if the Relic acts up and to remind them of their appointment. Give us some stupid inside jokes, maybe some texts giving some insight on their dynamic, memories of some stupid things Jack and V did. Doc would also text V to be careful and V could reply with something along the lines of "ok mom" or something like that.

cdpr: i spelled doc's name in 20 different ways

fandom: wHA- WHA- WHA- 20 DIFFERENT SPELLINGS OF MY FAVE DOC'S NAME

I feel like I am the only person who takes great delight and amusement at the fact that there are like 19 different spellings of Viktor's name.

ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS AAAAAAAAAAAA

V x Viktor

My huge thanks to @pebsterino who inspired me for this and gave me the permission to let me use their artwork as a reference 💜

You know what I really want from cyberpunk? Drunk texts. Let V get wasted and then text everyone some random stupid shit. Let Johnny just stand there and look at V with utter disappointment.

Y E S. PERFECT.

obsessed with @ddeadbot’s bbq headcanon and the thought of vik just wearing dumbass aprons (vik pics from @dustysalmon)

v x vik headcanon brainworm: vik wears the ever-typical “kiss the cook/chef” apron specifically so he can get mess with v but then it backfires on him, smthn like

vik: “aaaaand here’s one perfectly-seared hamburger for my favourite scraggly merc!”

v: “ha, ha, very funny. now give it here, thank you!” *goes to take it*

vik: “ah - not so fast. you forgot one thing...” *points to the “kiss the cook” apron while clacking tongs, holding plate just out of reach, definitely half-joking, definitely also hoping they will*

v: “...are you serious right now?”

vik: “sorry, v, i don’t make the rules. gonna need a peck riiiiiiight here—“ *points to his cheek with raised eyebrows* “—if you wanna get your hands on this hamburger.”

v: “YOU DIDN’T MAKE JACKIE—”

jackie in the background: “actually—“

vik: *in a mocking voice* “oh, woe is this hamburger, brought into this universe only to be rejected, just like its cook!” *stops dicking around, starts to hand the plate to v* “okay, nah, I’m just messing around with ya, v, here y—“

v: *smirking, kisses vik deadass on the lips, taking their plate from him as he stands there, just blinking and trying to process what just happened* “thanks for the hamburger, viky!” *walks off*

vik: “huh. o-okay.” *proceeds to barely be able to function around v for the rest of the night*