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To be clear I really hate that they made viktor arcane canon, I wholeheartedly believe his previous 2 iterations were both overall better.
But I do believe people over catastrophize the void aspect a bit much, the show isnt really concerned with the void other than an aesthetic choice, from what we know of the void it doesn't even make much sense that they can make shimmer out of it.
Many peoples reading of the relationship between viktor and the hex core was that it was manipulating him, but other then switching his leg off when he actively tried to harm it (wich reads more as self preservation than anything), I don't think it did much, Viktor's obsession with it started to get unhealthy the moment it consumed his blood, and at that point the void element where nowhere to be seen. His obsession with it came from his own personality and the circumstances amplified it.
Not to mention the core only started gaining its corrupted look when it consumed a human, not when it got in contact with shimmer.
As for his look, I don't think the leaked image is a final concept, and its hard for me to imagine how they will bring in its orange look since we never saw that in the show so far. And I feel like color wise it would be odd? Blue red cape, purple chest and orange accents? That feels a bit incoherent.
For his staff, I can see it go either way. In Jayces journal he talks about how it could be used as a channeling object for magic, so I assume he will use it for that. But if he gains his power through the core and that will end up in the rod why doesn't he need it in the trailer. So it's a bit hard to tell right now.
As for his motivation, since Jayce seemingly will start making weapons he can't let jayce be the only one with the knowledge of hextech who only supports piltover and just gave them a tool to oppress his people more efficiently, so in order to give zaun a fighting chance and with his own survival becoming more important he starts doing more dangerous experiments with the hex core and on himself.
In the documentary talking about how arcane was made, they talk about how he will lose his humanity, but I don't think that will be influenced by the void, and it will be more in the lines of it twisting further his new adopted philosophy about surviving at all cost, which will be amplified by the changes the core makes to his body. I assume the more he will use it the more it spreads through his body.
If any one reads it this far, thanks mate!
So in conclusion, I don't like this new direction, but I also really dont think it will be as influenced by the void as people think it will be.
hallo - I'm probably the umpteenth person to ask this, but have you seen the very brief shot of Viktor's new design in the Arcane S2 teaser? if you have, what are your thoughts ? I'm a little worried about it if I'm being honest, given that they're leaning even MORE into the "sickly twink mage" thing :(
man I'm going to miss og viktor
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Unfortunately based on the leaked screenshots, this is my prediction (I haven't invested more than one day into this art as it's frustrating to imagine):
The spindly fingers and his height in the leaked images inform me (I suppose) that they are indeed leaning into the "little timmy has a cough" design as a friend of mine would say.
They're gonna stretch him and have him feel like a tree, like he's made out of metal branches pulsing with Void energy. The Hex Core is clearly going to be in the middle of his chest to power him instead of on the tip of his staff. The staff already got converted into a cane. Expect to see a LOT of holes and veins in him because that's the very first design thought a person comes up with when they want to convey something "ooo creepy! ooo alien!" (we usually discard our first ideas because they are generic.) And Riot is clearly transplanting Malzahar's thing onto Viktor because apparently they don't know what to do with this Machine Herald character. He's gonna be going mad because of VOID WHISPERS instead of actually suffering from a real untreated mental disorder.
The staff design is already clearly visible in the leaked image, and the only thing I have to say about it is that it looks like a lot of pointless design noise. None of those lumpy metal parts serve a purpose.
The claw may replace the third hand and it may come out of the shoulder itself for some reason, which is insanely impractical. It was mounted on his back in the original design for a reason. Current designs seem to think that an actual hand is too "naive"?
Even if on first glance they may share many elements, fundamentally they are two different characters. They fulfill completely different archetypes.
It doesn't matter if Arcane Viktor's cape is still blue on the outside and red on the inside, because the core of the character would be different. A coat of paint on the top doesn't determine his structure.
Unfinished Business Part 3
Part 1 ; Part 2
Hopefully you'll all be happy to hear, this is a long part. I have one more part planned after this, so stay tuned. This is NSFW, so please, no under 18's. And as always, please enjoy ;)
Pairing: Yandere Machine Viktor x F Reader
Warnings: NSFW smut, Edging, Fluff, Angst and Blood
Time passes in a blur and before you know it it’s almost Ambrose’s 11th birthday. So, in typical mom fashion, you make sure he doesn’t find out that you’re planning a bit of a surprise party for him. It will only be the four of you, and possibly Jinx if she ever gets her secret invitation; but that’s no reason not to make it special. You choose one of the empty rooms to decorate for the party, making sure to lock it whenever you’re not inside so that no one accidentally walks in on all the brightly coloured banners hanging against the walls. Viktor has started to trust you not to run away since things have been going well between the two of you, he’s also given you permission to do the shopping whenever Blitzcrank is too busy; and you’ve decided to make use of these shopping opportunities to sneak back to Piltover and retrieve some of your belongings and money, this has allowed you to purchase the decorations without anyone being the wiser. You smile to yourself as you hang a large “Happy Birthday” banner against the back wall, the letters are blue and green glitter that look oddly cheery in this dark and normally gloomy home. Other walls are host to a number of strung up flags in varying shades of blue, green and purple. You even have a few small bags of confetti lying on a table, in the same colours as the flags, that you plan on using to throw up into the air once everyone is in the room for the surprise.
“Mother unit, what are you doing?”
You drop some of the balloons you were about to start inflating as you spin around, seeing Blitz standing in the door and watching you with a growing curiosity. You look around the room, realizing quickly that the jig is up and you have been found out. You walk over to Blitzcrank and pull him into the room, closing the door behind him.
“Blitz, you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone about this. This is a surprise I’m working on for Ambrose. And I’m worried if Viktor knows then he’ll try and stop me and I feel it will help for all of us to spend some time together. And not while working. Preferably while doing something fun. Do you understand? Please?”
You ramble as you speak, feeling strangely nervous as you hope he’ll agree not to blow your cover. Blitzcrank slowly nods as he looks at you.
“Very well, mother unit. I shall keep your secret, on one condition.”
You frown slightly, not sure where this is going, but knowing Ambrose has clearly rubbed off on his new big brother; teaching him how to barter or blackmail to get what he wants. You sigh as you straighten up, nodding to Blitz.
“Alright. What’s your condition?”
“This looks like fun and I wish to help, especially if it is for brother.”
You smile and walk over to Blitz, wrapping him in a quick hug.
“Of course you can help. I’m sure that will make it even more special. But we need to be careful, alright?”
He nods and you walk back over to the balloons, blowing them up as Blitzcrank hangs them against the walls where you ask him to; his height coming in handy. It isn’t long before the whole room is decorated, even the tables you’ve brought in are covered in green and blue fabrics; one table also holds a handful of wrapped gifts and you nod to yourself; feeling satisfied with your and Blitzcrank’s hard work.
“Alright Blitz, how good are you at baking a cake?”
His eyes light up in excitement as he nods vigorously.
“I have never made a cake. But I do enjoy making food. Will you teach me, mother unit?”
“Of course. I’d be happy to teach you, my little love. Come with me?”
You lock the door once both of you are out and Blitz follows you to the kitchen, practically bouncing with excitement as he walks. From one of the cupboards, you pull out one of your cookbooks you brought from your old home and open it to your favourite cake recipe, the one you know Ambrose loves as well, and you place the book on one of the counters as you start taking out all the ingredients you’ll need. Blitzcrank watches you in fascination, and it isn’t long before he’s helping you mix ingredients together in the largest bowl you could find.
“Mother unit. This says it’s a birthday cake. What is a birthday? Is it just a special kind of cake?”
You pause to look up at him, your heart almost breaking as his question sinks in.
“Blitz, a birthday is when you celebrate the anniversary of when you were born. And with each birthday you become one year older, that’s how people work out their age. Have you never had a birthday?”
He shakes his head and you could swear he looks sad, even though he technically doesn’t have facial expressions. You scowl, feeling vexed at Viktor, never celebrating his mechanical son’s birthday.
“Blitz, do you know the date when Viktor switched you on for the first time? When you were born so to speak?”
He shakes his head again as he continues to mix the batter.
“My memory from when I first came online is a bit incomplete, my matrices weren’t fully functional yet and so my memory wasn’t as perfect as it is now. I remember images and a few things father told me, but nothing specific like a date.”
You can see his shoulders slump as puts the spoon down, waiting for you to tell him what to do next. You walk around the table and hug him as tightly as you possibly can.
“Don’t you worry, my little love. I have an idea. You’ll have your birthday and I’ll make sure it’s just as special as you are.”
You help him pour the batter into a pan and place it into the oven to bake. You then leave him with instructions on when to remove the pan from the oven and to let it cool while you make a quick trip to the shops. You can hear Ambrose and Viktor still happily working in his lab as you pass it on the way out. Walking down the street you smile as you realise how happy your little family makes you; Viktor is a good father to Ambrose, home-schooling him when he isn’t working, and Ambrose absolutely adores his father. He’s actually learning more now from Viktor than he ever did in school, and that’s purely because he’s actually paying attention now; it doesn’t hurt that they think in the same way, so Viktor knows how to talk to Ambrose to get him to focus. Blitzcrank is the perfect older brother, watching out for Ambrose and making sure he behaves, or helping Viktor in the lab when he has a patient. Ambrose is a typical younger brother, pranking poor Blitz whenever he gets the chance. Just the other day you woke up to see Blitzcrank walking around with drawn on goggles and a moustache. Luckily it had been easy to clean off, and Blitz seemed to enjoy the prank; but you still made sure to speak to Ambrose and make sure he understands not to do anything that might be permanent or hurt his older brother. A patchwork family, that’s what you are. Even Jinx feels like your unofficial daughter in a way. Every so often she walks in with new wounds that you help patch up while Viktor patches whatever weapon she dumps on his work table; you’ve even gone so far as to make new clothes for her since her old ones were starting to kind of fall apart. Some nights when she’s having a particularly bad night, she’ll stay over and listen to you tell Ambrose and Blitzcrank stories, or she’ll sit patiently while you brush her hair and just listen to you sing; it seems to help her a little, calm her down. You know better than to ask her questions about what’s going on, you only needed to make that mistake once to realize that that just seemed to make the voices in her head worse. And she appreciates you just being there for her. So, if that’s what she needs; that’s what you’ll do. She’s become very fond of Ambrose in the short time that she’s known him, even threatening to teach him how to shoot; and despite your constant pleading that she NOT do that, she’s already given him his own gun. Thankfully all it shoots are these ridiculous neon pink balls, but that doesn’t mean Ambrose doesn’t practice with it whenever he can. Jinx and Viktor have an understanding, as long as she doesn’t do anything to hurt you and Ambrose, she’s allowed to stay. You’ve also moved from sleeping in your own room to sharing a room with Viktor, and despite your original worries, it feels right. No matter what position you start your nights’ rest in, you always end up waking up in Viktors arms. Images from this morning flood your mind, making you blush as you pull on your hood to hide your burning cheeks.
You’d woken up to find him staring at you, a sort of peaceful look on his face. You lean in and kiss him, his lips warm and inviting against yours. His one hand moves down your back, before sliding onto your hip and you feel his fingers dig into your skin with just enough pressure to make you moan. As your lips part he pushes his tongue into your mouth, deepening the kiss as he rolls on top of you, and you feel your own need for him grow as you roll your hips to rub against him. He gathers both your wrists in one of his hands and pins your arms above your head as he places kisses down your neck, pushing your nightshirt up with his other hand. His name is on your lips as you watch him, his touches consuming you, making your body heat up with even the barest graze. His lips smirk against your jaw as you feel his free hand rub circles on your one hip bone, drawing your attention down. His hand moves further down, pushing against the waistband of your shorts to push them down. You lift your hips without him even having to ask and he quickly rids you of the pesky piece of clothing that was in his way. You feel his hand slide between your legs, his fingers dipping inside of you as his thumb presses against your clit and you just see his smirk before your eyes shut on a moan.
“Already so wet for me, my dove?”
Smug bastard, he always knows exactly what you need and he takes great pleasure in letting you know just how much of an open book you are to him. You feel his lips press soft kisses to each of your closed eyelids as his fingers pump into you slowly while his thumb rubs circles around your clit; and you start to try and pull your hands free, the fact that you’re not able to touch him is driving you crazy. His lips brush against yours, causing you to open your eyes and all you see is liquid gold; his eyes staring into your soul, his deep voice caressing your ears.
“I’m going to make you beg for it.”
Oh, a challenge? Or was it more of a promise? Either way, his words send a shiver down your spine as you feel his fingers pull out of you completely and you whimper at the loss. He brings his hand up to his lips and sucks on his fingers, his eyes never leaving yours as he does this. You can see just how slick his fingers are from your pussy. You moan, unable to help yourself; his intense gaze is too much when it’s coupled with him sucking your taste off of his fingers like that. He lets out a satisfied huff before he slowly moves his hand back between your legs, too slowly; you feel your hips move to push against his hand, needing more. With an evil grin you’d swear was meant for story book villains he leans in and kisses your lips softly, his fingers tracing circles around your clit, before sliding back inside of you. His thumb presses against your clit, then rubs circles around it, then rubs against it, a pattern he repeats as his fingers slide in and out of you. And just when you think you’re about to find bliss, he removes his hand completely. Your eyes shoot open only to find him still staring at you, studying your every reaction; he’s keeping true to his word, he’s going to make you beg. You bite your lip, rubbing your leg against his as your other leg hooks over his hip, trying to pull him closer; desperately trying to entice him into doing something. But all he does is smirk, waiting for the magic words. You feel like you can’t take it anymore and you give in.
“Please.”
“Please what, my dove? You need to be more specific.”
His moves a bit, his thigh rubbing between your legs and the sudden contact makes you moan.
“Please fuck me, Viktor.”
That’s all the invitation he needs and you feel his cock pressing against you, sliding into you inch by inch. His lips are on you, kissing you with a fervour and a hunger you feel echoed in your own kiss. He still keeps your hands pinned above you, enjoying having you at his mercy as you struggle against his hold. At first his pumping into you is agonizingly slow, like he’s still making you beg for it; and you can’t take it. You bite his neck hard enough to leave a bruise, hopefully getting your point across. With a grunt he picks up the pace, his thrusts hard enough to shake the bed and bang the headboard into the wall. You cry out from both pleasure and pain as you wrap both your legs around his hips, rolling your own hips to match his thrusts. You feel the spring coiling tighter and tighter inside of you, ready to snap and drive you over the edge. It isn’t long before you throw your head back, almost screaming Viktor’s name as fireworks go off behind your closed eyelids; your own name coming from his lips like a plea for mercy as he comes undone inside of you. You both lie panting in the bed, holding onto one another as you slowly come down from your high, his weight comforting on top of you. Even though his body is now mostly metal, he isn’t as heavy as you would think. You feel his lips move in your neck and you know he’s smiling, lost in this moment with you…
You’re shaken from your reverie when someone on the street bumps into you, hard enough to send a shock of pain through your shoulder.
“Hey!”
You turn around to face the offender, but there’s no one there; they must have turned down an alley before you had a chance to see them. You shake your head and continue to the shop, quickly finding what you’re looking for. You can’t help but feel like you’re being watched as you navigate the streets of Zaun once more, like someone is following you; but whenever you stop to turn around, there’s nothing there. You chalk it up to nerves, your worry about Viktor or Ambrose finding the decorated room; that has to be it. A figure jumps down from a roof to land right next to you, making your heart stop as you let out a scream. Jinx looks at you like you’re the crazy one; considering you just screamed like a banshee, maybe you are.
“Sheesh! I’m not THAT scary!”
She laughs as she claps you on the shoulder and you let out a shaky laugh.
“Sorry. Guess I’m a bit paranoid. I thought someone was following me.”
She tilts her head, one eye going bigger than the other as she does a slight head shake.
“Wow, it might be time to lay off of all that caffeine.”
You snort, knowing it isn’t the coffee; after all, you’ve only had like three cups so far. That’s no where near your normal consumption rate, you’ve been too busy decorating to think about coffee.
“It’s not the coffee. Now, are you coming to the party later? Blitzcrank and I have been working very hard to make it special for everyone.”
“Of course I am! Why do you think I dropped by just now? Figured we could walk back together.”
You smile and nod, walking back home the rest of the way with Jinx by your side. She hums absentmindedly to herself as you both walk, her perceptive eyes darting back and forth to watch the shadows for any possible threats. The moment you enter the house she darts towards the lab, already gearing up to annoy Viktor while you and Blitzcrank finish the cake. You on the other hand, head for the party room, placing a few finishing touches before joining Blitzcrank in the kitchen again. His eyes light up brighter once he sees you.
“Mother unit has returned! The cake is ready, I have removed it from the oven.”
You smile at Blitz and start to mix the frosting that needs to go on top of the cake. By the end poor Blitz has frosting on almost all of his fingers as well as a dab of it between his eyes, but at least the cake looks presentable. You grin as you use a different coloured frosting to write the words “Happy Birthday Ambrose & Blitzcrank” on the cake. Blitz looks over at you, his head tilting in curiosity.
“But, mother unit. It isn’t my birthday.”
You place a kiss on his cheek as you smile at him.
“It is now. It’s about time you also have a birthday. And I know Ambrose will be happy to share this day with you. He loves you so much.”
Now that everything is finally ready, you both head for the lab to gather the rest of the party. Jinx laughs as Viktor complains about all his unfished work while you drag him to the party room. Blitzcrank simply carries Ambrose; the small boy being far too curious about what’s going on doesn’t even put up a fight. You unlock the door and lead everyone inside, picking up some of the confetti and throwing it into the air as you happily proclaim:
“Happy Birthday!!”
Viktor looks at the back wall, a slow grin spreading over his face as the sign now reads: Happy Birthday Ambrose & Blitz. You couldn’t find enough letters for Blitzcrank’s full name, unfortunately. Ambrose laughs happily and hugs his big brother, an easy feat since Blitz is still holding him in his arms.
“Happy birthday big brother!!”
“And a very joyous day of birth to you as well, my brother.”
You smile as Viktor walks over to you, relief washing over you when you see he doesn’t seem mad about any of this.
“When did you do all this?”
“I started decorating the room a few days ago. But Blitzcrank helped me to finish setting everything up today. I hope this is alright?”
He pulls you in for a hug, whispering into your hair for only you to hear.
“You amaze me every day. I love you.”
You look up at him, kissing his lips softly.
“And I love you.”
Loud blaring music suddenly starts playing and you see Jinx has pulled some kind of speaker out of seemingly thin air, her head banging up and down to the music.
“Let’s get this party going!”
Ambrose laughs as Viktor glares at her.
“Must that noise be so loud?”
“Don’t be so boring, old man! This is the perfect volume for a celebration.”
You just laugh as you pick up two party hats, giving one to Ambrose to put on while you place the other one on Blitzcrank’s head.
“I’m going to go grab the cake. Try not to murder each other while I’m gone?”
You wink towards Jinx who just laughs. Blitz puts Ambrose down and both of them start trying to dance to Jinx’s music, Viktor simply leans against a wall; watching the three of them as you walk back to the kitchen. The cake looks beautiful as you pick it up, Blitz had a lot of fun decorating it and you’re proud of his efforts; especially knowing it was his first time. You hear a strange sound as you walk back with the cake, almost like a crash and the music suddenly stops. You hope it’s nothing serious. What you see as you walk in through the door, however, stops you in your tracks and makes you drop the cake. Blitzcrank is holding a crying Ambrose protectively, using his body to shield the poor boy from the scene unfolding before you. Jinx is lying on the ground, her eyes closed as blood clots in her hair and her speaker is in pieces strewn around her. But what you see next almost stops your heart. Viktor is holding Jayce by his throat, lifting him into the air as Jayce tries to swing his massive hammer in the direction of Viktors head.
Master List
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The Start of something Dangerous (Finished)
Pairing: Yandere Machine Viktor x F Reader
Summary: You break up with Viktor, only to realize you're expecting his child. You decide to stick to your decision and don't tell him about your pregnancy, then the ending of Arcane unfolds and Viktor disappears. Years later your son manages to track down his father and now that you're back in his life, Viktor isn't letting you leave again.
Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3
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Unfinished Business (Finished)
Pairing: Yandere Machine Viktor x F Reader
Summary: This is a bit of a continuation of "The Start of something Dangerous" and it delves into life with the Machine Herald. Your son is about to turn 11 and you plan a surprise party for him with the help of Blitzcrank, but nothing goes as planned when an unexpected guest shows up.
Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3 ; Part 4
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My Love Will Never Die (Finished)
Pairing: Yandere Viktor x Yandere F Reader
Summary: This was an ask I received about wanting the reader as well as Viktor to be Yandere and their relationship. So how they become jealous when they see each other spend time with other people and how they "handle" these situations. The reader is a student at Piltover Academy, studying Music as well as Botany and this is where they meet Viktor for the first time. The title for this one was inspired by the song "My love will never die" by Claire Windham.
Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3
Unfinished Business Part 4
Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3
This is the final part, so I hope you all enjoy it. I just want to add this and say that I don't hate Jayce, I'm just using him as an antagonist because it made sense in this case that he would complicate things. So please, no Jayce hate, I honestly feel he is a redeemable character and I can't wait for season 2 of Arcane. And again, NO under 18's.
Pairing: Yandere Machine Viktor x F Reader
Warnings: Angst, Conflict, Swearing, Fighting, Blood, Smut, mentions of Death. Please read and interact responsibly.
The next few moments go by impossibly quickly; but to your eyes and in your mind, it feels like everything plays out in slow motion. Blitzcrank quickly pushes a distraught Ambrose into your arms before rushing to protect his father, moving much faster than you’d think possible for such a large automaton. Jayce’s hammer connects with Blitz who uses his body as a shield to protect Viktor, knocking him backwards into a wall with a loud clang reverberating through the room. The Hex-claw comes to life, pushing out from beneath Viktor’s cape to focus on the hammer. The orb at its centre turns a molten red like an angry eye, before a beam of energy shoots out, cutting through the handle of the hammer like a hot knife through butter. The head of the massive hammer drops to the ground sending blue sparks in all directions, the impact shaking the room as Viktor pushes Jayce into a wall with enough force to rattle his skull; throwing over a table and sending everything on top of it flying. Fighting for air, Jayce starts to grasp and claw at the hand squeezing at his throat, trying to break free as Viktor snarls in his face, the Hex-claw moving to refocus on Jayce while Ambrose sobs the words “Stop it!” repeatedly as you hold him against your chest. Blitzcrank pushes back onto his feet, releasing steam from all of his joints at the effort, a large dent now evident on the front of his armoured body. You feel your chest fill with a large pull of air as you see Blitz getting ready to re-join the scuffle.
“STOP!! That’s enough!!”
Your voice resounding off the walls as you cradle Ambrose protectively and all eyes turn to you, everyone seemingly frozen in place for a moment. With a huff, Viktor lets go of Jayce who slides to the ground with a loud thud while Blitzcrank gathers the head of the broken hammer and crushes it between his hands, sending broken parts and pieces raining down to the ground as another bout of steam releases from his joints with a loud hiss. Looking over to Jinx you feel relieved to see that she is just unconscious, her breathing steady. As Jayce starts to get up you nail him with a glare that could turn a Basilisk to stone and he freezes in place; a look of shock on his face.
“Stay right where you are or I won’t be so kind as to ask them to stop a second time.”
You walk to Blitzcrank and he opens his arms welcomingly for Ambrose who snuggles right up against his brother when you hand him over.
“Blitz, please take Ambrose to his room for now and stay with him. The adults need to try and have a conversation.”
Blitzcrank nods and you lovingly wipe away a few tears still clinging to Ambrose’s cheeks, trying to calm him as best you can for now. Once you step back; Blitz walks out with Ambrose who’s clinging to him; arms wrapped tightly around his brother’s neck as he softly whimpers. You walk to your room and quickly retrieve your first aid kit before returning to the now wrecked party room, feeling your blood boil at the ruined event. Kneeling next to Jinx you gently place her head in your lap to examine her head, your first aid kit lying open next to you as you speak to Jayce without looking up, your voice thick with emotion.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Viktor is standing close to you as he keeps an eye on Jayce, his Hex-claw still out and ready for anything. Jayce gapes at you like you’ve just grown a second head.
“Me?! I’m not the one who disappeared and is now living with a monster.”
Your head snaps up at that as your eyes narrow in Jayce’s direction, your voice laced with venom.
“Call him a monster again and you and I will have a problem.”
“Clearly, we already have a problem; because you’re obviously suffering from Stockholm syndrome.”
He gestures around frantically at the decorations and then at Jinx as he speaks.
“I mean you’re playing house with this… this THING and his evil minions!”
Viktor lets out a soft cackle as he lifts his mask to reveal his face, stunning Jayce into silence.
“Is that any way to speak to your old partner?”
“You’re supposed to be dead.”
There’s a cruel smile that plays over Viktor’s features, like something he’s suspected for a long time, has just been confirmed.
“Ah. So you never intended to help me with my illness. You were happy to stand back and let me die, all the while pretending to be busy with urgent council matters.”
You look up at Viktor in shock and confusion.
“What do you mean?”
“Why don’t you ask Jayce that question, my dove?”
You feel Jinx begin to stir in your lap; when suddenly she jumps up and with an ear-splitting scream jumps onto Jayce, tackling him to the ground; where she proceeds to send punches flying at his face that he can only try and block. Viktor groans audibly before walking over to them, slowly reaching around the waist of Jinx, before tearing her off of Jayce. She kicks and screams as she tries to claw in Jayce’s direction, clearly not done with him.
“Fuck you! Put me down! Pretty boy deserves a make-over for what he did!”
You try not to laugh at how adorable and ridiculous this all looks; Viktor holding up a kicking and wriggling Jinx who’s glaring daggers in Jayce’s direction. Jayce stands up, making a show of dusting himself off, looking every bit the Piltover Councilman he is and reminding you of the seriousness of this situation.
“You should really leash your dog.”
You stand up and stalk over to Jayce, ready to lay into him since it seems he’s forgotten his manners, again.
“Don’t talk about her like that. Either start treating everyone with respect or… HEY! JAYCE!”
As you get near him, he reaches out and grabs you, turning you to face Viktor as he pulls your back flush with his chest and wraps an arm tightly and possessively around your shoulders to hold you in place against him. Viktor’s eyes grow cold and dark as he drops Jinx to the floor, a murderous look engulfing his features and you feel panic grip your heart as you reach up to dig your nails into Jayce’s arm.
“Jinx, please go check on Ambrose and Blitzcrank and let them know everything will be alright? And please make sure that, no matter what, they stay in his room.”
She gets up and walks out begrudgingly as she mutters to herself.
“Typical. You guys get to have all the fun.”
You feel warm breath against your ear, but the words still chill you to the bone.
“Yes, keep him busy until I can retrieve him. I think it’s about time he and his mother come home.”
The temperature in the room drops as both men glare at each other, clearly at a bit of a stalemate. Jayce has no weapon that you can see, but he has you as a hostage; while Viktor has his Hex-claw, but attacking might just end up putting you in even more danger. The arm around you tightens, almost crushing the breath from you and pressing your body even more into his. You can feel his chest move with every breath and with the vibrations of his every word, the feeling making you squirm.
“She belongs with me, not some metal monster of a man she used to care about.”
“Ah. It seems I was indeed correct in surmising that this has always been about Y/N. Tell me, friend? Did it piss you off when she chose me over you? The frail cripple from the Undercity over the handsome inventor from Piltover?”
You hear Jayce’s teeth clench as the hand that’s holding onto your shoulder starts to dig its fingers into your skin and you fight against the pain, not wanting Viktor to see.
“It made no sense. I was the obvious choice, the right choice. After all, what did you even have to offer her? That’s why I thought she left you. That she’d finally come to her senses!”
“SHE is right here and she’s getting pissed!”
With an animalistic snarl you didn’t think you were capable of you bite down on his arm hard enough to draw blood, pouring all of your anger and hurt into the action. With a yell he rips his arm away and the motion sends you spinning and almost falling to the floor, luckily Viktor quickly steps forward to catch you and set you back on your feet. You’re about to thank him when a horrifying and familiar sound makes your ears perk up. You turn just in time to see Jayce aim the now cocked gun at Viktor’s chest…
You didn’t feel the bullet as it pierced your skin, adrenaline making you numb to the pain as you put yourself in its path to protect the man you love. It’s a strange sensation, since you remember someone once told you how getting shot hurt, a lot. How the bullet would burn upon entry. But you just feel numb, an odd buzzing in your ears, like the wind has suddenly started blowing indoors. Your body starts to feel heavy as you lie on the floor and all you can do is watch as Viktor uses his Hex-claw to sever the arm that Jayce is using to hold his gun. Jayce grabs the small stump that remains of his arm, his face contorted in pain as he yells something at Viktor before running out. Suddenly pain sparks through you like an explosion as Viktor pulls off his cape to press it to your open wound, a small box falling from one of the pockets only to open as it hits the ground, sending a ring flying into the air. You feel your consciousness slipping as tears well up in your eyes and you look up at Viktor. You can’t hear what he’s saying, but he looks frantic as he holds the cloth to your chest, like he’s begging you to stay. But everything is red, your clothes, his hands, even the floor. More red as you reach up to place your hand on his cheek, smiling at him, the man you love with all your heart, and the man you would gladly give your life for.
“Please take care of Ambrose and Blitzcrank and Jinx for me? I love you Viktor, always.”
You try and fight it for as long as you can, but finally darkness consumes you, the last thing you see is Viktor as he leans down to kiss your lips one last time.
…
It’s been a few months since everything happened. Blitzcrank is standing at the door, the locked door that is never allowed to be opened again. The memories it holds too painful. He tries the handle, but it barely moves. His shoulders lift slightly before they slump back down, a mannerism he’s learned from Jinx, it’s his way to indicate a sigh. Turning, he walks down the hall to peak into Ambrose’s room. Jinx is inside, laughing as Ambrose tries and fails to hit a target she’s drawn on his wall. She ruffles his hair and takes out her own gun, showing him how to stand and aim to improve his accuracy. Her voice is upbeat as she jokes.
“Just pretend it’s someone you don’t like and you’re aiming for their no-no spot.”
Ambrose laughs as he mimics her stance, his toy gun carrying a few of his own modifications; like the new sight that has a magnifier attached. Blitz does a soft clap as Ambrose fires again, his aim improving with each shot. Jinx jumps up and down with delight.
“Whoo! I better watch out. One day you’ll be an even better shot than I am, kid!”
Ambrose has grown a lot in a short time, more serious and mature now. He works hard at everything he does, wanting to get better no matter how difficult it might be. He still helps Viktor and Blitzcrank in the lab whenever he isn’t studying, he wants to follow in Viktor’s footsteps, to become a great scientist and inventor. Blitz nods to himself; his brother is very intelligent and he knows Ambrose will achieve whatever he sets his mind to. The clock chimes softly, letting Blitz know it’s time to get to work. He walks towards the lab, seeing Viktor working intently on something. A few modifications have been made to the lab; the operating table has been upgraded with straps for difficult patients who don’t do well under anaesthesia, a small cupboard has been stocked with actual medicine for patients instead of only being filled with Shimmer and the Hex-core that changed Viktor’s life is no longer inside the lock box under his desk. Oh, and one of the walls now boasts a blackboard that’s currently filled with pictures of Jayce and notes on his daily schedule and any patterns he follows. Viktor swore he would get his revenge, and Blitz knows his father always keeps his word. Recent pictures indicate that Jayce has replaced his lost arm with a metal one, the irony of it wasn’t lost on anyone. Metal monster. Footsteps break his concentration and draws his attention back to the door, happiness washing over him as he watches you enter, walking over to wrap your arms around Viktor’s shoulders and place a kiss on his cheek.
“Darling. I’m bored. And I believe it’s time for my check-up.”
With a satisfied hum Viktor removes his mask and turns around to place a kiss on your lips as he stands up.
“Blitzcrank, I left a note on the counter of items I require for another patient. Please go to the shop and purchase these items for me? And close the door to the lab on your way out.”
Blitz nods, picking up the note before walking out.
“Yes, father unit.”
Viktor picks you up as the click of the door locking can be heard and places you on his table, standing between your legs. You still can’t believe how everything turned out, it feels like a dream; but when Viktor kisses you, you know this is real. He somehow used what was left of the Hex-core from all those years ago to fix you. Where it fought with Viktor and killed Sky, it somehow melded with you. It had melted the moment it touched your blood, oozing into your chest to become your new heart and immediately filled your body with all the blood you had lost. Viktor then grafted some synthetic skin onto your chest and back to close the holes left by Jayce and his gun, leaving a metallic coloured diamond in both areas. You can feel the one that’s between and slightly above your breasts as Viktor places his hand over your heart after removing your shirt. You lean in to kiss him, your hands wrapping around the band of his loincloth to pull him closer. Your love for each other has only grown after everything, and moments like these have become a regular occurrence. Viktor makes quick work of your clothes, needing to feel your skin as he presses his body against yours. Your kissing becomes more heated and needy as he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he pins you up against a cold wall that makes you gasp. The moment your lips part you feel his tongue push inside your mouth to claim it. Your arms wrap around his neck to tangle your hands in his hair, moaning softly against his lips. His fingertips dig into your hips as he holds you up to push his hard cock inside of you, stretching you and filling you. He makes you feel whole in more ways than one and your appreciative moan lets him know just how good he makes you feel as your pussy clenches around him. You feel his hips buck as he bites your bottom lip, sucking on it before kissing you again. He starts a slow thrusting rhythm at first, torturing you with every thrust and you scratch your nails along his scalp as you moan.
“Viktor. Please.”
You feel him grin against your lips as he picks up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and you roll your hips in time to match him. He moans, a deep and low sound that rumbles through his chest.
“You are my everything, Y/N.”
With another thrust you feel yourself come undone, shattering into pieces as you automatically clench around him, your body wanting to feel his release. You hold onto him for dear life, moaning his name as your body shakes from pleasure. That’s all he needs to drive him over the edge and you feel his warmth fill you as he moans your name. You cling to each other as you both ride the waves of your orgasms. It isn’t long before all you can hear is each other’s breathing and the comforting feel of his body pressed to yours. You know you aren’t dead, but this sure feels like heaven to you.
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