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If asked, he could at least say with honesty that Viktor was not overly concerned with others' opinions of him. He dressed well enough, despite maintaining a modest income (most clothing he bought required tailoring regardless, given his proportions). He made a point to keep himself well-groomed; even on mornings where he hadn't slept much, if at all, it was deemed important enough to look... if not pristine, then presentable.

(Never mind that his hair ended up messier as the day progressed, between twirling the ends while deep in thought, running his hands through it if exasperation overtook him, or the inevitable mussing if he fell asleep at a desk.)

So, no, the thought that others might be offended if he were seen dancing with Jayce was not an overwhelming one. If anything, he could take a certain amount of spiteful satisfaction from it. "True enough," he replied. Had it been anyone else, the refusal would have been swift. With Jayce though... He could afford to tease. Just a little.

And so, Viktor stood and lifted his chin, grip tightening on his cane. "Lead the way then, Mr. Talis."

Trust Jayce to look more confused and offended than Viktor felt — but then, Jayce was much more accustomed to kinder treatment from Piltover's elite. If they were ever impolite to him, it was in... subtler ways, and they had just enough decency to school their facial expressions into something far more acceptable in public.

He couldn't blame Jayce for the confusion. His partner had only seen a small amount of the way people treated Viktor. He certainly felt little need to tell Jayce about the ways in which he had been treated since living in Piltover. Why bother? None of it would change, and he wouldn't have known quite how to deal with anything different anyway. At least the scornful looks and whispers were familiar.

"Oh?" That spark in Jayce's eyes was certainly familiar as well, as was the hint of a challenge in his voice - but was it towards everyone else in the room, or was it more akin to a dare for Viktor himself?

As it was, he couldn't help but to smirk up at Jayce. "You are assuming I would say yes? Rather presumptuous of you."

[arcaniima]

CANON DIVERGENCE.

— AKA: 'They can't just casually drop that there are so many versions of this world (and the paths of those worlds change based on the decisions of two co-dependent geniuses) and expect me NOT to run with that'.

Tl;dr, the specific canon point where this blog steps away from canon events is [SPOILER ALERT FOR SEASON 2] from Viktor's 'death' in the commune.

The non-tl;dr version is this:

Jayce does still return from the alternate timeline, and does still attack Viktor with (presumably) the intent to kill him and thus prevent a descent into chaos. Rather than this leading to the creation of Viktor's 'puppets' and onto the Glorious Evolution, the Anomaly lingering on Jayce's hammer instead pushes Viktor into an alternate timeline, specifically one where that timeline's Viktor was not fortunate enough to live to adulthood.

He arrives there wounded but alive, and alone. His body is able to heal the damage thanks to the Hexcore. He travels, avoiding people unless absolutely necessary to interact with them, and negotiates passage to that timeline's Piltover and through to Zaun. He avoids the academy completely.

Instead of pursuing further study, he settles himself in Zaun in an old, abandoned workshop, and spends time renovating it with available materials and through deals with some of the other local businesses. He keeps himself covered; few know of him as anything other than a quiet man who maintains solitude when he isn't working, and Viktor builds a reputation as an eccentric but reliable repair-man for Zaun-built prosthetics and other devices.

Regarding his mental state as a result of all this, it is predictably not the best. Viktor keeps his emotional walls high; he is polite but distant, keeping people at arm's length and focusing on work. The Arcane still pulls at him, but its voice is quieter in this timeline, and so it is easier to resist (and though he is still afflicted with the occasional hallucinations of Sky, there is less inclination to follow her lead; he is more inclined to simply acknowledge her 'presence' and leave it at that).

There is also immense guilt over his previous actions. To some extent, he has realised his commune was not sustainable and destruction was inevitable, and he refuses to extend his 'healing' capabilities towards others. Viktor does not touch anyone without the protective layer(s) of clothing in the way, nor does he allow anyone to touch his bare 'skin' (of course, this is made easier by the fact he does not allow anyone to see him bared at all, let alone close enough physically and emotionally to touch).

Most of all, he still views himself as a flawed being. He still does not suffer from his previous chronic pains or the 'erosion' of his body, but the Hexcorised effect remains, and is a constant reminder of his past. With the quietened voice of the Arcane, his own thoughts, feelings, and independence have been returned to him. He struggles at times to view the months between 'awakening' from his death in the council chamber and the almost-death at Jayce's hands as anything other than a strange, twisted dream, and there are moments where he is unsure if any of it was real.

Until, of course, clarity returns and he remembers where he is - and why he is in this alternate timeline at all. Naturally, he assumes anyone he knew would hate him if they're still alive in this timeline, and so he has not looked for them nor asked after their whereabouts.

Truth be told, Viktor doesn't know how he would react if he were to be reunited with any such people. He prefers not to dwell on it.

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@versus-written asked: "Are there others like you?" - Viktor @ Viktor :)

from Curious Sentences, Vol. 5.

It was one thing to see himself in a mirror, or any other such reflective surface. He had grown accustomed to the Hexcorised body that had been his for... a while now; how could he not, when he had made his peace with it?

It was quite another thing then to look upon himself — but then, this was not truly Viktor of 'now', was it?

No, this was him as he had been: younger, enough so that his condition hadn't yet worsened. Shorter hair, his original cane. A spark in his eyes that had yet to dim (not to mention the vivid gold they had once been, nothing like the softened, paler shade of his eyes now).

Perhaps the question was not if there were others like him, but rather how many there might be. "I do not know," he replied, and why lie about it? Far be it from him to discourage someone's curiosity, especially when that person was... 'himself'? How was he even supposed to think of this other Viktor...?

"If there are, I have yet to meet them." A pause, then — "Have you come across any others?" After all, if he was able to traverse boundaries, it meant others may be capable of doing the same.

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Trust Jayce to look more confused and offended than Viktor felt — but then, Jayce was much more accustomed to kinder treatment from Piltover's elite. If they were ever impolite to him, it was in... subtler ways, and they had just enough decency to school their facial expressions into something far more acceptable in public.

He couldn't blame Jayce for the confusion. His partner had only seen a small amount of the way people treated Viktor. He certainly felt little need to tell Jayce about the ways in which he had been treated since living in Piltover. Why bother? None of it would change, and he wouldn't have known quite how to deal with anything different anyway. At least the scornful looks and whispers were familiar.

"Oh?" That spark in Jayce's eyes was certainly familiar as well, as was the hint of a challenge in his voice - but was it towards everyone else in the room, or was it more akin to a dare for Viktor himself?

As it was, he couldn't help but to smirk up at Jayce. "You are assuming I would say yes? Rather presumptuous of you."

@madeofthreads asked: "What are you doing sitting here all by yourself?" — Jayce

from Curious Sentences, Vol. 5.

Another night, another event for Piltover's elite to mingle at and judge one another. Hardly anything out of the ordinary; it seemed every other night (if not every single night) there was another such event, or gala, or whatever other silly synonym was the preferred one of the month.

Needless to say, being here was not high on Viktor's list of priorities, and it was taking nearly all of his patience to not leave. All the socialising with strangers was bad enough at its base level, but adding in the necessity of effort towards those who might be interested in funding Hextech? Being forced to play nice, feign laughter, smile (all of which required deliberate action; if such things were truly instinctive, such had never been the case for him)...

Horrible. This was why he left the mingling to Jayce. To him, it was the obvious choice. Jayce was far more sociable, and at least if he fumbled a social interaction he could pass it off as charming, or at least well-meaning but poorly executed. He could laugh such things off. At least there was no need to stand up in front of this crowded room and address everyone...

Surely if he were to leave, nobody would notice? It wasn't as if he was given much more than the occasional glance, perhaps a nod from the more polite attendees —

"What are you doing sitting here all by yourself?"

Or, well, that. "Ah —" He should have known Jayce would see him but, then again, he had... probably been looking for Viktor rather than it being a chance sighting. Trust Jayce to check on him... Viktor cleared his throat. "I spoke to the necessary people already," he replied. "And I am hardly an appealing dance partner, so I found somewhere to sit." No, nobody in their right mind would ask him to dance, so it would be wise to make a quiet exit and go home. ... or to the lab. There was always work to be done...

He would have to appease Jayce's concerns first though.

[arcaniima]

@rebelichor asked: "Do you have a family?"

from Curious Sentences, Vol. 5.

When he had taken on the task of tutoring the twins months ago, it had felt safe to assume that it would be simple enough. Many young people benefited from patient guidance and genuine interest shown towards them, and he had plenty of both to spare when it came to his work. Expressing frustration served no purpose; it was far better to demonstrate the ability to take a few breaths then continue trying to solve the problem, rather than doing anything foolish.

So, no, he hadn't expected such dedicated students, but he had no plans of complaining about it. It had been clear that they were both intelligent; they didn't struggle with their studies, so much as it seemed more difficult for them to work in the noisier, busier environment of a classroom. It was certainly something he could empathise with.

They had both asked their fair share of questions since meeting him. Vergil usually wanted to know about his various areas of study (whether it be the theoretical aspects of them or the practical; his curiosity about such things seemed truly endless and of course Viktor had indulged that hunger for knowledge) — and as for Ariadne, her curiosity seemed to lean towards the more... emotional and interpersonal (at least, when they weren't talking about the cosmos).

"Mm, well..." Perhaps a better question would be whether or not he knew where they were, but that was a whole other... issue. "If any of them are still alive, they've never contacted me," he says. "So as far as I am concerned, no. ... Unless you count my cats."

[arcaniima]

1929 HUSBAND SCALE RATING TEST / 1929 WIFE SCALE RATING TEST

Tagged by: @holyguardian Tagging: Steal it and blame me :3

[arcaniima]

@madeofthreads asked: "Do you find me unsettling?" — Jinx

from Curious Sentences, Vol. 5.

The sisters had mostly kept to themselves when not with... what was left of their father. Understandable. It was only natural for family to want to stay close - or so he could only assume. Such feelings had been stifled many years ago, forced down so the child he had been would not fall apart. Could things have been different if there had been a sibling in his life? ... It was pointless to think on such things for too long.

That wasn't to say he was ignorant of who they were. One didn't survive in Zaun for long without learning to keep an eye on people deemed important or dangerous (or both), and years in Piltover had proven the wisdom of a similar skill, albeit in different ways.

It wasn't his business to judge though. Ultimately, they had come to the commune seeking sanctuary, and it had been provided. Perhaps, given everything, the younger sister's question was a fair one, but he could only shrug. "I am hardly in a position to judge what is and isn't 'unsettling'." Viktor looked down at his hand, turning it over to examine his palm. The gold threading through his 'skin' caught the light. Some might have even called it pretty.

"But to answer your question, no." He looked over to her from where he sat, and he tilted his head. "Does that bother you?"

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@madeofthreads asked: [ TXT ] : are we still fighting? we could order a pizza instead (from Jayce)

from 'A Game of Telephone'.

(sent with a small pout) [Text to: Jayce 🔨] - that depends [Text to: Jayce 🔨] - will you order a dessert box as well?

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .    (  a  collection  of  texting prompts.  feel free to change phrasing.  potentially mature content within.  )

[ TXT ] : why are you still awake?

[ TXT ] : hey, where did you go?

[ TXT ] : it's getting bad again.

[ TXT ] : guess i'll just sit in bed. alone. by myself.

[ TXT ] : you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] : i can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] : just saw i called you last night. how'd that go?

[ TXT ] : i really need someone right now.

[ TXT ] : we need to make plans asap.

[ TXT ] : have you seen the news?

[ TXT ] : you were blackout drunk.

[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number...

[ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT ] : just please let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] : did you forget we had plans?

[ TXT ] : i know you see my messages, your read receipts are on.

[ TXT ] : meet me at [ location ], it's important.

[ TXT ] : do you need comfort, to vent, or a solution?

[ TXT ] : is there anything i should bring?

[ TXT ] : call me. please, it's important.

[ TXT ] : i can't sleep.

[ TXT ] : have you eaten today?

[ TXT ] : you are always going to be my priority.

[ TXT ] : i haven't seen you around in awhile.

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night.

[ TXT ] : the names are gonna get mean if you don't text me back.

[ TXT ] : at the risk of sounding cliche, what are you wearing?

[ TXT ] : just say the word and i'll drop everything.

[ TXT ] : do you seriously not remember?

[ TXT ] : come to the front door.

[ TXT ] : have you been drinking?

[ TXT ] : how do you feel after last night?

[ TXT ] : are you up? please be up.

[ TXT ] : you looked beautiful today.

[ TXT ] : i have so much to tell you.

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[ TXT ] : who is this?

[ TXT ] : are you taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ TXT ] : i miss the taste of your lips.

[ TXT ] : that kiss was really nice.

[ TXT ] : stop acting so high and mighty.

[ TXT ] : i left my [ item ] at your place.

[ TXT ] : are we still fighting?

[ TXT ] : i need help and i can't go to the hospital.

[ TXT ] : are you thinking about me too?

[ TXT ] : call me, i wanna hear your voice.

[ TXT ] : i don't want to talk to you.

[ TXT ] : what do you have to lose?

[ TXT ] : you don't have to ask, i'm already on my way.

[ TXT ] : i want to take a nap on you.

[ TXT ] : even if you called 6 months later at 3am, i'd answer.

[ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ TXT ] : how's trying to forget about me going?

[ TXT ] : i have nobody else to ask.

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital??

[ TXT ] : sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

[ TXT ] : good morning! you up yet?

[ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone?

[ TXT ] : you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

[ TXT ] : stop texting me.

[ TXT ] : i'll leave that up to your imagination.

[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?

[ TXT ] : when will i see you again?

[ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.

[ TXT ] : are we ever going to talk about it?

[ TXT ] : can you come get me out of here?

[ TXT ] : you mean like ... a BODY - body?

[ TXT ] : it's just been one thing after another lately.

[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

[ TXT ] : i want your legs wrapped around my head.

[ TXT ] : call me when you wake up.

[ TXT ] : what are you doing that's more important than me?

[ TXT ] : i'm out of town right now.

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@madeofthreads asked: "What are you doing sitting here all by yourself?" — Jayce

from Curious Sentences, Vol. 5.

Another night, another event for Piltover's elite to mingle at and judge one another. Hardly anything out of the ordinary; it seemed every other night (if not every single night) there was another such event, or gala, or whatever other silly synonym was the preferred one of the month.

Needless to say, being here was not high on Viktor's list of priorities, and it was taking nearly all of his patience to not leave. All the socialising with strangers was bad enough at its base level, but adding in the necessity of effort towards those who might be interested in funding Hextech? Being forced to play nice, feign laughter, smile (all of which required deliberate action; if such things were truly instinctive, such had never been the case for him)...

Horrible. This was why he left the mingling to Jayce. To him, it was the obvious choice. Jayce was far more sociable, and at least if he fumbled a social interaction he could pass it off as charming, or at least well-meaning but poorly executed. He could laugh such things off. At least there was no need to stand up in front of this crowded room and address everyone...

Surely if he were to leave, nobody would notice? It wasn't as if he was given much more than the occasional glance, perhaps a nod from the more polite attendees —

"What are you doing sitting here all by yourself?"

Or, well, that. "Ah —" He should have known Jayce would see him but, then again, he had... probably been looking for Viktor rather than it being a chance sighting. Trust Jayce to check on him... Viktor cleared his throat. "I spoke to the necessary people already," he replied. "And I am hardly an appealing dance partner, so I found somewhere to sit." No, nobody in their right mind would ask him to dance, so it would be wise to make a quiet exit and go home. ... or to the lab. There was always work to be done...

He would have to appease Jayce's concerns first though.

[arcaniima]

TAG DUMP.

[arcaniima]

Curious Sentences, Vol. 5

(Sentences from various sources for muses that are curious about each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"This doesn't seem to be bothering you. Why is that?"

"Will you be offended if I ask you something?"

"What are you doing sitting here all by yourself?"

"You must have been scared of something when you were young?"

"I take it you have never been in love?"

"Do you think we're reunited with loved ones when we die?"

"Are there others like you?"

"Do you carry a knife everywhere now?"

"If you only had one day to live, what would you do?"

"If you could be anywhere in the world, where would you like to be?"

"If you could change something in your life, anything at all, what would it be?"

"So, what are you running from?"

"What's your favourite book? You do read, right?"

"Could I have ever understood you?"

"Why do you want to be boring?"

"Have you ever been kissed by a man?"

"Why can't you go home? What happened to you there?"

"Why do you wear those gloves?"

"Not fond of eye contact, are you?"

"Do you ever think of me?"

"Do you find me unsettling?"

"How is it you seem to know more than I do?"

"Don't you want life to be exciting?"

"What do you want more than anything?"

"Who is he to you that makes you want to risk everything for him?"

"Is it all mankind you despise, or just men?"

"Tell me, would you ever say "stop" to me?""

"You have an interesting accent. Where are you from exactly?"

"How many hearts have you broken in your life?"

"Do you have a family?"

"What's that supposed to do?"

"Haven't you ever done anything stupid just for fun?"

"What were you like as a young man?"

"What do you want from your life, anyway?"

"Why are you so afraid to succeed?"

[arcaniima]

TO DO:

tag dump

post re: s2 canon divergence

drink water

???

profit

but first, I sleep.

[arcaniima]

#ARCANIIMA; an independent & private roleplay blog for VIKTOR from Arcane (combo of show lore & headcanons). — iconless ; low to moderate activity ; s2 canon divergent.

You can call me Skit, I’m 25+, GMT+10 / AEST timezone, I use any pronouns. Multiverse, multiship, crossover-friendly and OC-friendly.

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