#season 1 viktor

[lieyanro]

Fanart of my own fanfic! In which S2 Jayce and S1 Viktor meet :D

[zevrra]

missing jayce and viktor while they’re off at some party was always miserable. you never knew exactly how long they would be gone for, neither did they to be honest. not that it was horrible sitting in your home waiting for their return until the core between your thighs grew too needy. forcing you to take matters into your own hands.

that’s how you ended up here; laying in bed gripping one of jayce’s jackets while your other hand smoothed down the front of one of vik’s shirts. you turn your head one way, taking a deep breath of jayce’s strong scent. smelling of the metal and fire he worked with most days; an earthy aromatic filling every edge of your senses. or turning to press your face into viktor’s shirt, inhaling his sweeter, lighter scent. the smell of flowers, lavender maybe, and vanilla.

their scent fills every corner of your senses. equally driving you needier and needier with every huff of their clothes. it only fueled the fire beginning to burn between your thighs until you couldn’t take it anymore. one of your hands trails along cloth and skin alike, till your fingers press in between legs. you slip your fingers right up against your core, a gasp leaving your lips.

your mind runs wild with the thought of your lovers; and with their scent enveloping you, all you can think of is them being there with you. in the flesh, pressing up against you. viktor kissing the back of your neck, his hands grasping at your chest while he slides his cöck in and out of your soaked center. jayce, grunting sweet nothings under his breath, while he fucks into you from the front.

just the thought of this has your hand moving on it’s own. your fingers push past your underwear to knead into the folds of your obscenely wet pussy. the tumble of their names leaves your lips at the first stroke of your fingers, while your toes curl and you bury your face deeper into their scent. why did they have to be gone now when you needed them most?

but what happens when they catch you in the act?

[gilsart]

I took some time and subtitled Jayce and Viktor's first encounter in the italian dubbing of arcane... just for fun. There is some grammar commentary along the way, pause to read if you want – together with just... my commentary in general. Enjoy.

Something so dear to me about them talking to each other using the formal "you".

[s1m0nth3swag]

Viktor x gn!reader - fluff | 2.8k Words

reader is academy student

casual friendship to lovers

sweet and sassy vik

set between Acts 1 and 2, season 1

reader crushes on vik and is meant to be an artist

Viktor is working on Blitzcrank bcs that's his son

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Might make a part 2 of this with jayvik x reader because Jayce is a silly guy and would accidentally walk in on reader and Viktor being lovey dovey and be like "me too pls"

Nothing really kept you from just going to bed. It was late - much later than you were used to staying up, anyway - and you had finished your studying for the day. Usually, you’d put on your fluffy pajamas right about now and pass out in your comfy bed, dreaming of future goals and some stupid things that’d sneak their way into your slumber. However, today was not a usual day, in the sense of you having one last thing to do: annoy Viktor. Well, at least that’s what you would probably end up doing, even though that absolutely was not your goal. You wanted the complete opposite, actually. 

You had gotten to know the scientist a few weeks back after both of you had visited a seminar - well, you had been forced by a friend because they hadn’t wanted to go alone, while Viktor had been there on his own accord. It had been a little silly really, you had kept whispering questions to your friend so you could understand whatever the professor was yapping on about and Viktor had gotten visibly annoyed. He had passed you a note after a while, telling you to be quiet or leave. You had wanted to sink into your seat and perish, sending the note back with a long message about how sorry you were. Apparently, that had caught his attention, because he approached you after the seminar, asking about your reason to come if you couldn’t understand the simple basics of it. For a moment you had thought he was making fun of you, but when he asked if you had at least found it interesting, you realised that was just the way he was. 

Somehow, a friendship had formed from that small conversation. Funnily enough, you kept running into Viktor in the halls, striking small conversations with him every now and then, before going about your day. You had started wondering about him at some point, always something along the lines of what he actually did at the academy. He certainly didn’t act like any of the other students, and you had never seen him at another seminar since then. The only facts you knew was that his name was Viktor, that he needed a cane and that he could absolutely destroy anyone with words alone - you had noticed when someone made fun of him for talking to you. 

It’d be an understatement to say that you simply liked Viktor. He was nice to you, different from the other students, like he was actually being serious and not just putting up an appearance. You quite liked his accent too, it somehow lulled you to be calm whenever he spoke - even when he was a little annoyed at you (which happened surprisingly often nowadays, though you knew it was all good on Viktors part). You couldn’t even get started on his appearance, he just looked too ethereal to even be real. 

In short, you were absolutely whipped for Viktor.  

Who could really blame you, with all those reasons to love him? And in your defence, Viktor seemed to quite like your company as well. He had invited you to the lab, after all - which is why you were in this situation in the first place. You could’ve denied the offer, but the thought of meeting Viktor in his lab late at night, all alone, made your brain go haywire and your heart immediately said yes without a second thought. In the end though, you stood right here, in front of his lab, too nervous to go in. What if you said something stupid? What if he secretly hated you and only asked you to come because he wanted to ridicule you? 

You were definitely lost deep in thought for a while, hand raised to knock at the tall doors to the lab, until someone emerged from them, running right into you. “Oh! I'm so sorry, are you alright?” The man asked after having taken a step back. You had seen him before, in the academy, though the two of you had never spoken to each other. You knew his name from your friend - they apparently had had some classes together a few times. “I'm fine. I should be the one who's sorry..” you chuckled awkwardly as you averted your gaze. “I was in your way, sorry.” You then add, smiling up at the other apologetically. “Oh, don't worry about it. I'm Jayce, Jayce Talis. Don't think I've seen you around before?” He chuckles, extending his hand towards you. You shake it, telling him your name in return. “I've just… Well, Viktor invited me, actually..” You speak, unsure if Viktor wanted to let Jayce know that. Maybe this was supposed to be secret? Maybe he'd be ashamed of meeting with you? You quickly shake the thought from your head as Jayce grins down at you. “Well, I'll leave you two to it, then. Have a Good night!” There's something in his eyes that makes you question if you should actually stay, but he holds the lab door open for you, so you just slip past him quickly. 

The inside of the lab was surprisingly dark, only a few lights flickering here and there. One prominent one shone onto Viktor, who was evidently engaged in his work. You stepped over silently, not wanting to disturb him, looking over his shoulder to watch. You understood little of his notes and the small device he was tinkering with, but you liked to see the way his fingers carefully worked, cradling the device with such care that you wished you were in its place instead. “Are you going to say hello or just stand there?” Viktor suddenly hums, and you almost yelp at being caught off guard. “I… I hadn't thought that you noticed me.” You mumble, once again feeling awkward. “I heard your conversation with Jayce.” The other responds, glancing over at you for a moment. “There's chairs over there, if you'd like to sit.” the brown haired then added, quickly pointing towards a small stack of chairs before continuing his work. You trot over there, feeling out of place as you pick one up and carry it beside Viktor. Not too close - as much as you wanted that, you'd probably die of embarrassment. Or worse, Viktor would tell you to back off. You sat down silently, hands in your lap because you didn't know where else to put them. “.. What're you working on?” You question, hoping it wouldn't pull Viktor out of the clear state of focus he was in. “Just some small thing… It'll be part of a bigger project.” He answers. “It's..  a personal project so I don't work on it when Jayce is in the lab.” He adds, looking over at you for a moment.

Your heart jumps a little - he's working on a personal project that he doesn't even show Jayce while you're there. You tell yourself to get your shit together immediately, though. Viktor probably just thinks that you won't snitch on him. “It's actually why I asked you to come here… I'm not good with.. aesthetics, as you'd say, so I was wondering if you could.. make this look more friendly.” He mutters, pushing his notebook towards you. A simple sketch of what seemed to be a robot was lazily thrown onto the page, all kinds of little bits of information written around it. “Blitzcrank..?” You read, looking up at Viktor in question. “The name is uh.. work in progress.” He answers, actually seeming kind of bashful about it. “It's cute. I like it.” You hum, looking closer at the sketch. “Make them look more friendly, huh?” You sigh before looking for a pencil, mumbling a soft thanks when Viktor hands you one. “They're supposed to be for Zaun. Help out and such.” Viktor explains. “I do not want kids to be scared of them.” You find it kind of endearing, really. You’ve known that Viktor is from Zaun himself, it's never made a difference to you, but that he actually wants to help his people in his own way was… cute. “Well, I don't know much about functionality, but going off of your sketch..” you hum, grabbing a piece of blank paper (you prayed that there wasn't any useful stuff on the other side) and made your own little sketch, tweaking Viktors design here and there. “I think this could work. Give them some light colours and they should be fine. Like yellow or something.” You speak, sliding your sketch back over to Viktor alongside his notebook. The other nods, taking a look at your design. “.. yes, this should be fine.” He smiles softly, quickly noting ‘Blitzcrank Design 2’ over your sketch, alongside your name. “You like it?” You ask, feeling a little insecure.

You've never been really proud of any of your work - art has always been more of a silly hobby than something you could be great in.

Viktor hums, nodding slightly as he stashes the paper among the rest of his notes. “I do. Besides, your art is above my potential, I could have never done something like this.” He answers, running a hand through his already messy hair. You get the sudden urge to fix it up, already raising your hand before catching yourself again. You shouldn’t act on a whim with Viktor, he was always so calm and collected, surely he would appreciate it if you were as well. “Is there something on my face?” Viktor sighs, glancing over at you with the softest hint of a grin. “Ah- No. Sorry.” You laugh awkwardly as you quickly rest your hand back in your lap. “I just.. your.. Well, your hair is messy.” You add, pointing at the soft strands - at least you thought they’d be soft, his hair always looked like he took particular care of it. “Fix it up, then. That’s what you wanted, yes?” Viktor chuckles, leaning his head towards you slightly. His words alone make you freeze up, completely caught in shock. It takes you a moment or two before you slowly raise your hand again, carefully carding your fingers through the scientist's hair - it was soft, you noted while fixing up each and every strand. You took your time, wanting to cherish the simple moment while it lasted. God knows Viktor probably would never offer physical closeness like this again. For a while you even considered just not pulling away, especially when Viktor sighed as you softly dragged your fingers over his scalp. Viktor actually leans into your touch, humming softly as you gently massage him, your face flushes at the intimacy of the moment. You have to awkwardly clear your throat so you can get yourself together and pull away, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that Viktors cheeks had gotten a bit of colour as well. You brush it off, figuring that it was just the lighting. 

The rest of the evening goes by easily, a little small talk as you watch Viktor work, plus he tells you more about his ‘Blitzcrank’ project. It’s nice, really, getting to spend time with him so easily. You liked it, the atmosphere of the lab was surprisingly calming, even though small beeps and cracks from other experiments still startled you from time to time. Viktor didn’t seem to notice, too focused on whatever he was doing - honestly, his focused face was kind of cute… You had to keep yourself from staring multiple times, which definitely made you glad that Viktor was in his own little zone. 

Still, the night had to come to an end - at least for you. Viktor said he’d stay up a little longer, wishing you a good night as you left the lab, a giddy feeling in your stomach as you did. You hoped Viktor had liked it as much as you did, nothing would make you feel worse than if you had completely annoyed him the whole time. 

Luckily, your hopes came real when Viktor asked you to join him in the lab once again a few days later. Jayce would be there, but you seriously didn't care. Nothing mattered when you could spend more of your time with the most interesting person on the planet - you were seriously gone, you actually found yourself daydreaming about Viktor during your classes. It had become awful, you had actually been caught by your Professors multiple times and had been ridiculed for not being mentally present. It was hard to care, though, when the small Viktor in your mind was holding onto your hand and telling you how he'd like to spend the evening with you. 

You found yourself making your way to Viktor's lab once more, a little jump in your step as you hum a soft tune. Nothing could stop you from being absolutely delighted at the premise of getting to watch Viktor work once again. His skilled fingers carefully tending to small devices, his eyes completely focused… Oh you absolutely would go to hell for your thoughts. This time, you didn't wait before slowly pushing the door open, though you did stop in your tracks when Jayce, once again, stood directly in front of you. “Ah! There you are. I thought you'd be too scared to get inside again.” The man grins, though the tease is half hearted. You stumble around your words awkwardly for a second, before Viktors huff saves you. “Leave it, Jayce, we both know you're a lost puppy whenever you get to a new place.” Your saviour hums, and you can't help but chuckle slightly, cheeks already the softest hint of red as you ignore Jayce - who actually pouts as you don't answer his next question - and step towards Viktor. “Hi.” You grin, looking down at what the other was scribbling down. “Hello.” Viktor answers, giving you a small smile. You sit down beside him again - surprisingly, your chair from last time is still there. You wonder if it's just by chance or if Viktor actually left it there for you. “Lovebirds.” Jayce chuckles, earning a soft glare from Viktor. For a second it looks like he's also contemplating throwing a pencil after the other, he decides against it, though. “You are just mad that you cannot land a date, Jayce.” He scowls instead, and it genuinely makes your heart burst. Was this a date? Is this what is Viktors definition of a date is? Was the last meeting a date? Your brain rushed with thoughts and feelings at Viktors simple words, and the lab filled with silence. You noticed that none of the sounds you had perceived the first time were there now - those experiments were probably finished. “...you two don't have to keep back for my sake-” Jayce suddenly says, which now actually earns him a lazily thrown pencil. “Jayce, how about you take a little walk?” Viktor grumbles, his accent a little heavier than usually. “You're no fun.” Jayce sighs, but he actually gathers his stuff and leaves the lab. “... is this a date?” You can't help but ask as soon as the door falls closed. Viktor freezes for a moment, setting his work aside to properly look at you. “I… Well… Yes. I figured you knew that?” He admitted, he actually looked bashful about it. “Was that… not clear?” He then asked, running a hand through his hair. “Viktor, you asked me to spend time with you in your lab.” You answered matter of factly. “Yes, I indeed did that.” “Do you not see the issue?” Viktor thinks for a moment at your question. “Should I have asked you to go out with me? I never quite allow anyone in here - well, Jayce has a mind of his own with visitors…” He mutters. You chuckle slightly at the look on his face - for someone so smart he wasn't being much of a genius right now. “Well, anything would've been better if you had wanted to bring across that this was a date.” You sigh, rubbing your temple slightly as your cheeks flush a heavy red. “I mean, I didn't… I didn't know you thought of it this way…” You add, looking up at Viktor nervously. “... I thought you would know. I had been quite open about my interest in you-” He starts, clearing his throat slightly. “... have I not been?” You shake your head softly. “Not open enough that I noticed. But, for the record, I.. really like that this is a date. And I like that the last one was a date.” You admit, sheepishly resting your hand on his. You almost burst into a fit of nervous laughter when he intertwined his fingers with yours. “Then, am I right to assume that you would like to.. spend more time in the lab with me?” He questions, a small smile on his lips as he looks at you. “Gladly.” You respond, smiling back at him happily. 

[basilicrows]

kinda gay to be scientists in a lab. what do you mean you're "experimenting" with your "partner"?

[infernos-layers]

Somtimes you just have to make out with your "partner" from the future

[somethingyoirelated]

Cropped for tumblr, but you can find the uncensored version of Jayce getting lost in the sauce on bsky and of course always first on my patreon page~ ♥

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[window-to-oblivion]

Missing season 1 victor... (T u T)

I'm a bit late, but I was doing some Viktor studies and what better time to post them than for his birthday. trying to figure out how to draw him :D

[jingyi-ma-boi]

Rule Nº1: Perform no unauthorised experiments

Alright, this is it.

Viktor steels himself with a deep breath, eyes closed for an instant, left hand moving before he second guesses himself as he uses his right hand to keep his leg in place. The metal of the injector has warmed with his own body heat, clammy with the nervous sweat from his hand. He doesn’t dwell on it, pulling the trigger and sinking the needle in a swift movement.

The high and the pain are instantaneous. All the muscles on his body becoming taught as if pulled by invisible strings, fire coursing through his veins, making his skin itch and prickle as if he was wearing the kind of wool that always made him want to tear his skin off. He wants to tear his skin off now too.

He’s curling in on himself, panting in an attempt to regain his breath— or at least, as much of it as he can, anyways. He doesn’t want to even think of how actual shimmer must feel like if this is the rush he gets from his own version of the medicinal kind.

Still out of breath, though not as much, Viktor can only lay his head down on his workstation. After the initial overwhelming sensation of the cold steel on his bare skin there’s sweet relief. He feels hot, underdressed down to his undergarments as he is. A couple of minutes come to pass, his breath evens out and he realizes that he needs to take note of everything.

Slight perceived increase in body temp. Mild exhaustion from the shock, rapidly decreasing.

It is with wide eyes and a sharp inhale that he notices the first, immediate effect.

Possible increased pulmonary capacity?

Viktor takes a deep breath. A really deep one and holds it in, before letting it out slowly. Nothing happens. Nothing happens.

Sweet Janna, breathing like that should immediately throw him into a coughing fit from the bronchitis he’s been battling these weeks. He hasn’t been able to breathe like this for years. He lets out a short, disbelieving laugh, looking around him into the lab. Just as deserted as it has been for the past six hours. Because it’s fucking two in the morning.

Frantic from the manic energy of what looks like his first breakthrough in months, and a rising hope that he tries and fails to tamp down for precaution’s sake, he takes two fingers to the pulse point under his jaw and begins counting under his breath. He reaches sixty without a hitch or skipped beat. He turns to look at the clock, waits for the second hand to reach the twelve and counts again.

Steady heart rate, 92bpm after 5” recovery period. Over 5% decrease from previous recordings of resting bpm. No apparent signs of previous arrythmias. Pending of further readings.

A few more seconds pass in the stillness of the night, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Nothing happens. There’s only the sound of Viktor’s even breath, a soft cadence accompanied by the soothing moderato tempo of his heartbeat in his chest. Hope continues to bloom next to organs that seem to work properly for the first time in years as his lips stretch in a relieved grin.

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Pairing: Jayce/Viktor

Rating: E

4.2K words

[notavampiretrustme]

Jayce, yelling at me that I’m being ableist for calling out “the fuck are you walking like that for?” to viktor :😡🫵‼️

Me, wondering why his cane is the same height as mine, a 5’2 ft tall college student :🤨🧠👨‍👧

[murphyoftheendless]

This feels like a "we look and we don't judge" moment. Considering my lack of knowledge with Arcane, this isn't bad. Anything I learn about Arcane is on the Internet or friends 😂

Anyway JayVik!

I'm doing art requests on Instagram and on here. Feel free to send some!

[lieyanro]

Some fanart of my fanfic, in which S2 Jayce gets sent back and meets S1 Viktor! :D

[weirdforest]

a viktor study to help me get more and more comfortable with clip studio paint :^)

[speechless-morning]

there's not enough season 1 Viktor on this site and i won't stand for it

[dumphim-studios]

:-) i cant stop sketching this idiot, and every time i turn around he's stolen yet another gender

featuring one of my sort of more nsfw sketches so yall can go to twitter and find my separate pervert art account if u wish c: defo will be drawing more arcane shit, not just jayvik <33

[charliepoopyfart]

They made having blue hair and pronouns illegal in piltover