And He Got Me Like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

and he got me like aAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

BEEF

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...

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 💜

Y E S. THANK YOU.

Okay, real talk though? I think this man is fucking gorgeous. And I know a lot of people don’t understand why so I’m going to explain it for y’all.

Like, for starters, the man’s built like a brick shithouse. Then you have the tatts and the shades and the ear gauges. The blue mechanic’s shirt with that unbuttoned collar opening into a deep V showing off his necklace dangling against a delicious amount of clavicle. And the rolled up sleeves showing off those veiny biceps with his exo glove device tucked into them like he’s some 50′s greaser with a pack of Lucky’s.

Like the dude just exudes the perfect mixture of big dick energy and “old school” charm and swagger. He has that quiet sort of masculine confidence a lot of attractive older men have that comes with age and experience and being very good at what he does. He’s comfortable within himself and doesn’t have to act like he has anything to prove cause he’s just that good. He’s been around the block or two and knows his shit. Combined with the fact that he’s a fucking heavyweight boxer? I mean c’mon. Nothing could be sexier than a man you know who could beat the ever loving shit of out his and your enemies with his bare fucking fists. And he’s a doctor??

His face has got the perfect amount of gristle, grit, and rugged sex appeal. I know he’s not conventionally handsome. I know his face is covered in blemishes and scars, but I don’t care about any of them–in fact I think they’re fucking sexy and add character to his overall look. I love his fucking sexy, grizzled, beat up face through years of boxing, it tells me a story about him and it’s an incredibly sexy one at that.

Combine all that with Michael Gregory’s deep, purring voice that’ll affectionally tease me in one scene and then choke up over the thought of my safety in another and you just have yourself a goddamn recipe for disaster when it comes to my heart.

Anyway, thank you all for coming and listening to my horny TED talk today.

It's finally 2021 and I want to make an announcement:

I FUCKING LOVE VIKTOR WITH EVERY SINGLE CELL IN MY BODY FCUK HOW MUCH CAN YOU LOVE ONE GODDAMN MAN HES LIKE A BEAR WITH BACK AS FCUKIN WIDE AS THREE-DOOR WARDROBE BUT HES ALSO A TEDDY BEAR FOR FUCKS SAKE PUT SOME CHROME IN MY BODY DOC

Thank you.

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.