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[bitchface24-7]

Would you write male reader specifically?

Like anatomy and all if it were smut?

Yeah, I would. I do have experience writing MLM smut. I do find writing it difficult sometimes (smut in general to be honest) but yeah I’m more than willing to write a pure male!reader story. I currently have 22 asks though (alongside 6 drafts) so if anyone requests anything… be prepared to wait lol

Love ya!

- V ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

Care to share a link to the audio that inspired He's A What?? Pleaseeee 🥺

It’s at the end of the fic now!! I do NOT know how the wrong link was put there, I copied the link directly from my DMs and at the time I copied it, no other links were sent in the chat.

But it’s fixed now!! So anyone who wants to listen to it can. You do indeed need a Reddit account to listen to it since it was posted in an 18+ group.

- V ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

Thoughts on skyce pls I'd die to know what you think about them

I’m assuming skyce is Jayce x Sky.

I’ve only just recently heard about this rare pair, it’s definitely a cute one. I can see their personalities meshing well together. They’re both insanely smart but like for some reason Jayce gives smart himbo (like we can’t deny it, Jayce is smart, but he’s kind, a bit naïve, and would 100% show Sky off)

Sky’s a bit more reserved leaning on the shy end of things. She’d centre him and he’d bring her out of her shell

They’re like the meme of will and jada (without the cheating and all that jazz)

- V ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

Heyyyyyyyy v so like I wanted to request something perhaps you could do a skyvik fic with a female reader(smut if your comfortable) but also lighthearted and fluff I don't really know what exactly to request so like you can do whatever trope or like situation you want cuz I'm nervous

Thank you sooooo much❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️

HE’S A MAN, USE IT AGAINST HIM - SKYVIK X READER

synopsis: you and Sky have been in a relationship for awhile now, and the two of you have been in love with your lab partner Viktor for some time. He's completely focused on Hextech, tunnel-visioning the success Hextech can bring. You two want him to relax, so you do what you need to do to achieve that. He's a man, you know exactly what to do.

warnings: pre-established SxR, flirting, teasing, banter, purposely coming on to Viktor, dressing provocatively, flustering the poor man, blue balls, oral sex (f receiving) vaginal sex, marking, creampie, squirting, smoking cigarettes, Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/f/f

p.s. Poor Viktor, he’s got two hot ladies all over him and his brain is frying. He didn't expect you two to act like this; but he's not complaining.

You see Sky grumbling as she gets ready in your bedroom. She's huffing and puffing as she gets ready, her minor makeup, her hair, her clothes. You watch from the sidelines as your girlfriend gets ready.

“What’s wrong my love? Why’re you huffing and puffing?” You ask sweetly, coming up behind her and kissing her on the cheek. She smiles and adjusts her glasses, before sighing a bit.

“It’s Viktor.”

You nod in understanding, “Ahh, our resident genius who is somehow oblivious and extremely pretty.”

Sky laughs at your description of him, “You’re not wrong. But our plans aren't working! No matter what we do, he brushes us off. He can't be that oblivious, he's probably just trying to let us down gently.”

Your hands rub up and down her arms as you look at her through the mirror, “I don’t think so love. He knows we are together. He probably just assumes we’re being nice, you gotta be more out there. Communicate in a way he understands.”

“I have been.”

“Not as a scientist love. As a man.”

Sky looks at you, her eyebrows furrowed as she contemplates your words, “What do you have in mind?”

You smirk, kissing the crook of her neck, “Just… changing a few things…” as you removed her academy vest and undid some buttons on her top. She gasps when you cup her breasts, “He’s a man Sky, we’re going to use it against him. Change out of your pants and put a skirt on, the red one I like.”

Sky sputters, “That’s against the dress code.” You huff out a laugh at her embarrassment, “Not if it reaches past your finger tips.”

Your girlfriend just shakes her head fondly and does what’s asked of her. She does look great. The shirt exentuates her chest, her skirt looks amazing on her; showing off her long legs and complimenting her skin. She wear a simple pair of flats to make the outfit whole.

She sees you in the corner of her eye getting ready too, you're only in a lacy black number that makes you look drop-dead gorgeous. The bra makes your breasts look fantastic, and the cheeky cut of your underwear makes Sky want to spank you, so she does.

You gasp lightly at the stinging, and turn around and playfully swat at your girlfriend; a fake look of annoyance on your face. “Sky, you ass!”

“Your ass actually. It looks great in those panties. What're you gonna wear?”

She sees in your arms you have a light blue button up, a black blazer, and black jeans that lean a bit grey. She's a bit confused at the outfit choice, until she sees you put it on.

Your shirt is barely buttoned, but its still appropriate somehow. Your jeans hang lower on your abdomen giving a tantalizing peek at your skin there, the blazer is oversized and hides everything necessary before getting to the lab. Your tits look phenomenal, Sky can even see a bit of your bra poking out. You put on a few of your favourite necklaces, some perfume, and you fix your hair.

Sky adds her own finishing touches as she admires you. She feels so lucky to have you; and the fact you want Viktor too makes it all the better.

Some black loafers are all that's left and your outfit is complete. You look to Sky and smirk, “Ready to get our man?”

“As I'll ever be.”

And with that, you two leave your apartment and head to the lab, with one task on your mind.

Seduce Viktor.

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Jayce almost bumps into you two as you go to enter the lab, and he quirks an eye at you both. Sky’s always looked presentable, but she's gone above and beyond today wearing a skirt. You on the other hand look a bit more casual, until he sees your cleavage.

You smile at the man, “Enjoy your meeting with Councillor Medarda, Jayce. No need to rush, Sky and I will keep Viktor company.” You subtly wink, and Jayce knows exactly what you two are doing.

He snorts a laugh as he claps a hand on your shoulder, “Take good care of him.”

“We will.”

With that, Jayce walks away with a small pep in his step. He hopes Viktor survives this encounter, cause you two looked like you were out for blood.

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Viktor is working in the lab as he hears two individuals enter. He knows Jayce has an… “appointed meeting” with Councillor Medarda, so it must be their two girls coming to help.

He looks up to greet you two and his mouth goes dry at the sight of you. All he can see are Sky’s long legs and tiny waist. Your abdomen and ample cleavage as you remove the jacket and bend forward a little. He even sees some of your bra. It’s black and appears to be lacy.

He wants to touch it.

“Hi Viktor! What’re you working on?” Sky greets sweetly as she walks over, the sway of her hips more prominent now that she’s wearing a skirt. Viktor gulps.

“Just— ah— the hexarm. Trying to make it move smoother. But it’s not working.”

He then hears you coming and has to surpress a groan, he gets a light flash of your abdomen as you walk, your cleavage is out and proud, your necklaces draw focus to it, and your hips sway as well.

He's not sure if he could handle you separately, but the two of you together are deadly.

Sky essentially sits on the corner of his desk as you walk to his back and lean over his shoulder, your tits are resting on said shoulder and he knows if he looks to the side, that's all he’ll see, “You forgot to carry the two. Your equation isn't balanced.”

Viktor inhales sharply and musters out a thanks as you just smile sweetly at him, as you walk away your hand brushes the nape of his neck and Viktor has to suppress a shiver and a groan.

What the hell are you two doing? He knows you two are together, he knows you two have been flirting with him, but he didn't think anything of it.

Now you've pulled out the big guns, and Viktor feels like a bug in a spiders web. Trapped and ready to be taken whole.

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The two of you are awful. Touching him, teasing him, taunting him with innuendoes. He wants to tear his hair out, he wants to rush to the bathroom and deal with the aching erection he's had since the two of you walked in.

But he does nothing. He continues to work as the two of you plot and plan away.

“He’s close to breaking. I can feel it.” You state confidently as you whisper, Sky looks at you apprehensively, “I don’t know... Wouldn't he have already? We've done everything.”

You sigh, “Not everything. Next time you go over, offer to make a sweet milk for him, he'll never say no to that. Then before you go, lean down and kiss him on the cheek as your hand is on his thigh to brace yourself. Make the sweet milk and I'll just be blunt and tell him what we want in filthy detail. That should do it.”

Sky looks a bit nervous about that idea, “Are you sure it'll work?”

“Positive. He's on the breaking point. He can't ignore a blunt statement. Not even if he wants to. C'mon, let's do it.”

The two of you split a part and do your assigned roles. You lean against his desk as Sky does her bit. You can see Viktor looking at her lecherously, down her shirt, her legs, everywhere he can get his eyes on. He gasps when she kisses his cheek and squeezes his thigh, you gasp when she kisses you briefly before going to the kitchenette to make the sweet milk.

You cross your arms over your chest, pushing your boobs up further. He immediately locks onto that, “Stop it.” He says, his teeth clenched as he tries to look away, he fails.

“Stop what?” You tease, leaning forward slightly as you readjust your position on his desk, this causes him to finally groan.

“This. This game you have going on. I want no part of it.”

You sigh, “There is no game, Viktor. Is it so hard to imagine we want you? That we've fantasized about you, talk about you all the time. That we want you desperately. To make you feel good, to make sure you're taking care of yourself. That we think you’re the most attractive man we've ever seen?”

Viktor sits there stunned at your words. He doesn't snap out of it until he hears Sky put the milk down onto the desk.

“Did you tell him?” Sky asks, shyly looking at Viktor, you snort, “I think I broke him.”

“You— want me?”

You and Sky look to one another before at the flustered man before you, the two of you have a smirk on your face as you simultaneously say, “Desperately.”

You lean in and kiss Viktor, it’s chaste at first before all the heat comes out. You moan lightly at the feeling and Viktor groans, you pull away and before Viktor can realize what's happening, Sky takes your place.

You take one side on his neck and kiss it sloppily, a few nips, bites, and sucks here and there to mark his neck a lovely purple. You also leave red lipstick stains behind.

Sky mirrors you, except she leaves a more mauvy-brown colour behind. Viktor is covered in bruises and kiss stains, you want to see that all the way down his chest.

But before that can happen, you usher your loves from the desk to the futon in the corner of the lab, its always nice to have something to nap on.

But you three definitely are aren't napping.

Before you know it, you're all naked. Viktor’s laying down on the futon, you hover above his cock and Sky hovers above his face.

Viktor feels like he can die a very happy man right now.

You moan as his cock stretches you out. Its a wonderful cock, you can feel your pussy moulding to it’s shape. Sky hesitaes, not wanting to suffocate Viktor. He gives her no choice and yanks her down by her thighs to sit. She whines out in surprise and pleasure, fuck, Viktor's good with his tongue.

Sky ruts against his face and you bounce harder and faster on Viktors cock, you use Sky’s shoulders to help keep you balanced. The two of you kiss, muffling each other's moans. Several minutes go by and Sky’s moans crescendo, she breaks the kiss and sighs. Slowly getting off Viktor’s face so he can breath.

A loud moan is what you get in return. You put your hands on Viktors chest to support know since Sky is off to the side winding down from her orgasm, but she's still rubbing her clit watching the two of you.

Viktor's cock keeps hitting your g-spot, your mouth is open, your eyes are rolled back, and filthy moans escape your lips. Viktor doesn't look much better.

“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!” You squeal out, and a gush of slick leaves your pussy. Viktor groans and thrusts up into you slightly, prolonging your orgasm and bringing himself closer to his.

“Me too— where do I—” You cut him off, “Inside. Please. I want it inside!”

Viktor brokenly moans at that and makes sure he's balls deep inside you as he cums. Sky whines at the sight of you two and cums for a second time.

The three of you are panting in exhaustion. With no strength to clean yourselves up, you just pass out. The two of you guarding sky who just had enough energy to move herself closer to you two.

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You wake up a few hours later to see only you and Sky in the futon, you look off to the side and see Viktor relaxing on the balcony connected to the lab. You go to join him, putting your button up back on and your black lace panties. You then search your blazer for your cigarettes and lighter.

Quietly padding our of the lab, you join Viktor. The night is nice and warm, there's a light breeze, but nothing that'll make you cold.

Viktor looks over at you in admiration. Your shirt isn't even rebuttoned, allowing him full view to your breasts, your panties are snug against your hips, and your legs look lovely. There's no makeup on your face and your hair is a mess.

This may be the most beautiful version of you Viktor’s ever seen.

You start the cigarette and inhale lightly, you offer it to Viktor who takes it in appreciation. Only you two know the other smokes, and you two are gonna try your best to keep it that way.

“Well…” Viktor starts as he breathes out some smoke, god he's gorgeous, “That was unexpected.”

You snort when you take the cigarette back, huffing your own hit, “No it wasn't. You were just purposely blinding yourself.”

Viktor sighs when you hand him the cigarette, “You’re not wrong, but still. Can you blame me?”

“No. No I can't. But aren't you happy it happened?”

“I am.”

The two of you finish the cigarette in silence before sharing one last kiss, this one much sweeter than the rest, “C’mon, let's go to bed. Wouldn't want to worry Sky, and I know you haven't been sleeping well.”

“How?”

“Jayce ratted you out.”

Viktor tisks as you two get back into bed. There's a conversation to be had, but that can happen later. For right now, the three of you sleep in peace.

Somebody needs to sedate me frfr. Hope y'all enjoyed this smutty little fic xoxo ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

HE’S A WHAT?! - VIKTOR X READER

synopsis: You're an exhausted student, plagued with too much assignments and riddled with insomnia. You've found an amazing ASMR artist called "The-Herald", their ASMR puts you to sleep almost instantly. Their voice immediately putting you into a drowsy state. So when you see a Patreon link regarding more videos, one specifically titled "Talking you through it | NSFW Audio (1mil subscriber) Special" It sparks your attention. Now you're hooked. Instead of being Pavloved into drowsiness, you've pavloved yourself into arousal. His voice sounds familiar though...

warnings: NSFW audio mentions, voice kink, masturbation, obsession, neediness, realizations, suggestiveness, grammarly is my beta, adding youtube and patreon to the arcane verse so lowkey a modern au! ???

genre: m/f

p.s. @melisshivering sent me a DM with a HOT Viktor NSFW audio (literally sounds so similar to him it's INSANE) and I came up with the idea with them for this fic. So send them some thanks as well if you enjoy this fic. I'll put the link at the end of the fic

As a top academy student alongside your friends Sky, Viktor, and Jayce, you're completely burnt out. Hours upon hours of studying, assignments, working on the campus library to help pay for your tuition. You're riddled with exhaustion that just won't go away, and insomnia is kicking your ass.

"The-Herald" has been your saving grace. His ASMR videos captivating you, helping you quiet your mind as you fall asleep. He keeps his face out of the frame in all his videos, but you can imagine how attractive he is; especially due to his voice. It kind of reminds you of Viktor's.

Are you hyper fixating on this creator due to his voice and your massive crush on Viktor? No. Shut up.

So imagine your surprise when you see a Patreon link for more content, NSFW content specifically. Well... it wouldn't hurt to check it out...

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You're addicted. Holy shit that audio couldn't have been any hotter. The orders, the praise, the degradation, the growly tone of his voice, the sound design.

Fuck... you don't think you've ever cum that hard before.

Your whining pants, your messy cunt, your aching wrist, and noisy bullet vibrator. You came in like ten minutes, you came again in less than two.

Who needs hookups when you've got The-Herald calling you a good girl in his sexy accent as he praises you for being good, and degrades you for being his personal slut.

Hopefully nobody finds out about your new obsession.

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It's becoming bad how dependent you are on this man. You're constantly thinking about him. His voice, his words, how he makes you feel. He's honestly rivaling Viktor at this point for how bad of a crush you have on him; and you don't even know what he looks like.

You're down horrendous.

Like your entire libido revolves around this man.

You get one hell of a surprise on your next shift at the campus library.

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Here you are, doing your due diligence and retuning books to their proper shelves as you stop every once in a while to chat with your friends. Everything is awesome, it's great! Until Jayce throws a bomb at you.

"So, when're next uploading V?"

You pause your ministrations as Sky continues to work and the two men have a small conversation. Upload? What is Jayce talking about?

"Tonight, actually."

"Really? I though you only posted on Thursdays."

"Eh, I post when I want."

You butt in. No way... there's no way! "Uhhh... Post where? If you don't mind me asking." Jayce looks at Viktor and Viktor casually shrugs, "I run an ASMR channel. It helps me pay my tuition here, it's called The-Herald. Maybe you heard of it? It's been trending these past few weeks."

You accidentally drop a book.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh no.

You've been masturbating to your friends voice, your crushes voice. You've pavloved yourself into arousal if Viktor says anything demeaning, praising, or that can pass as an order. You fucked up BIG TIME.

"What is wrong with you? Pick that up. You could've accidentally hurt yourself. Those textbooks aren't light you know?"

No goddamnit why?! It's like he can read your mind! You shudder out a sigh as you bend down and pick the textbook up, putting it away.

"Good girl."

A wheeze escapes you. Oh Viktor's just teasing you now and being an asshole about it. You look over your shoulder and see Sky and Jayce working together, Viktor is staring you down.

You quickly add, "Yeah I've seen it on my recommended tab. You've gotten quite popular, congrats!"

"Thanks, sweetheart." Viktor casually states, his eyes narrowed onto you as he smirks. He knows. He's gotta know! He's eyeing you down like you're a steak and he's starving.

Another hour passes by and you can feel Viktor's stare on you the entire time. Jayce and Sky pack up, Viktor stays behind.

His one reasoning being, "I don't have class tomorrow until three pm, the two of you have a class for seven in the morning. I can stay behind and make sure she gets home safe, you two can't."

Jayce and Sky can't argue with that logic, so they leave with some hugs and heartfelt goodbyes. Now it's just you and Viktor in this massive empty library.

"You're not very subtle you know." Viktor states as he runs a finger across multiple spines on the shelf, You put your tongue into your cheek, "What do you mean?"

"You've known about my channel for a while."

"You can't know that."

You turn around and Viktor's a few centimeters away from you, your noses are almost brushing together. His voice is quiet, but it damn near echoes in the silent library, "You shouldn't use a well-known nickname as your user ID. It kind of gives you away."

A sharp inhale is what he gets in response. Fuck. You didn't think about that. You assumed The-Herald was some stranger, not your friend. Not your crush.

"I didn't know it was you."

Viktor's eyebrow quirks up as he huffs in amusement, "You didn't know it was me? Wouldn't my voice give me away? My ah... accent isn't very common here."

"I didn't want to assume."

"So you subscribed to my NSFW channel, just cause?"

"I did that cause your voice is hot and it makes me cum quick."

Viktor steps back in some shock, his eyes minutely widened, "That was much more blunt than I expected."

You shrug, "It's the truth. I have a massive crush on you, this person's voice is remarkably similar to yours, there's dirty videos. One plus one equals two."

"You have a massive crush on me?"

You look down, trying to hide your face; Viktor doesn't let you. He pushes your head back up with his fingers under your chin, "Tell me sweetheart, be honest."

"Y-- Yes."

Viktor hums in satisfaction, "Well I have a crush on you too."

A beaming grin overtakes your face. Your eyes glittery, you're even lightly bouncing on the balls of your feet. He likes you back!

"I have a question for you. Would you like to join me on my NSFW channel? I'm getting tired of using my hand and imagining you. I can have you for real now; only thing is you'll need to stay quiet."

You just nod, giggling in excitement. Holy shit, Viktor's your boyfriend now. You get that glorious voice everyday. You get him.

"Good girl."

Ahhh, he's gonna kill you one day.

You're not complaining, what a way to go!

I speed-wrote this so if there is any grammar or spelling mistakes, no there isn't.

Here’s the link 😏:

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Also I feel like you’ve had that Silco fic ready for a while- I sent that ask, took a nap and woke up to a fic. BUT ITS SKYVIK X READER TIME! Sky and reader are besties (and they were roommates..) and one day they go to each other and are both super blushy and excited. Both talking about cute interactions they’ve had with their mystery crush. Finding it too much of a coincidence they expose the fact that they had been crushing on the same man for weeks. Both of them have been receiving hints of affection and romantic interest from Viktor. Both confused and kind pissed off thinking they're getting led on. Only to confront Viktor and find out that he is aware of what he’s been doing and he stands by it. (He’s got two hands LMAO) Could it be spicy? Jaybe. Jaybe not. Up to you girly- ALSO DON'T WORRY! TAKE YOUR TIME!!!! I’ll be sitting here looking pretty. :333

I’VE GOT TWO HANDS FOR A REASON - SKYVIK X READER

synopsis: you and your best friend Sky have always had each other's backs, especially in the department of love. You two are as close as can be (maybe even too close some might say), and you both have a crush on someone; finally! Except… he's starting to sound familiar. Very familiar…

warnings: sky and R come to the conclusion they both have a crush on Viktor and Viktor’s been flirting with both of them, irritation, slight miscommunication (S and R think V is playing them, he's not), feelings realization for S and R, getting together, smut, oral sex (m receiving), Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/f/f or m/m/f

p.s. Yay, a Skyvik request!! My poor baby is slept on and deserves love. So, she'll be getting double the amount here (and in another request 😏😏) hope y'all enjoy!

p.p.s regarding the Silco fic, I came up with it on the spot after reading your request and speed-wrote it LMAO; that's how the requests go typically. Or I write the top portion before the first divider, save it, and come back to it when inspiration strikes me when I re-read it, and write the whole fic and post it 😭😭

You and Sky, your roommate and best friend are sitting in the living room, gushing over your crushes. But as the conversation goes on, the both of you start to have a startling realization.

You both have a crush on the same man, and he's flirting with the both of you.

"He's so handsome, the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Like molten gold."

"His accent is addictive. He could read a dictionary and it'd sound hot."

"He's sweet--"

"He's sarcastic--"

"He's--"

The two of you glance at each other. Sky is nervously fixing her glasses and you furrow your eyebrows. "Sky... I think we're talking about the same man."

Sky sighs as she slouches against the back of the couch, "I do too." You shake your head in frustration, "Say his name at the same time?"

Sky nods and the two of you simultaneously count down from 3... 2... 1...

"Viktor."

The both of you look to each other in shock, then despair, then irritation. Who does Viktor think he is?! He's been toying with both of you, playing you two like toys! You feel like a fool, a loser. You keep ranting as you pace back and forth, Sky just sits on the couch; dejected.

"He's not getting away with this! Sky, c'mon, we're going to the lab." You firmly sate, grabbing her wrist gently and ushering yourselves out of your home. She's flustered but follows you, just as irritated as you are.

Viktor's just caused a hurricane, and it's rapidly coming towards him.

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Viktor is casually working in the lab in silence. Jayce has a council meeting, and you and Sky have gone home hours ago. It's late at night; and Viktor is enjoying the peace.

He thinks of you two, how attractive the both of you are. How receptive you two are to his words, his touches, his glances. Sky gets shy, flustered. But preens under his attention and praise.

You on the other hand bite back, make flirty remarks, and perfectly timed innuendos. He adores the two of you. He doesn't expect the both of you to barge into the lab and break his peace.

Speak of the devil and they shall appear.

Viktor jolts at the shout of his name, he turns in his chair removing his eye-protection and stares dumbly at the two of you. You look angry, Sky looks upset, and Viktor knows he's messed up.

"You're awful, you know that?! Flirting with both Sky and I, toying around with our feelings! Do you even like us?!" Your voice is firm, sharp as steel. Sky just looks dejected, her eyes red with unshed tears.

Viktor's fucked up. Badly. He needs to fix this, STAT.

"I do. I adore both of you, so I showed my interest. I was going to tell both of you later this week but... it looks like you both came to a conclusion. A wrong one, but a conclusion none the less."

Your anger seeps away and confusion is left in its place. Sky looks curious, her dejected face long gone.

Sky's voice is quiet, but curious, "You like... both of us? Isn't that odd?"

A light laugh escapes you as you glance at your best friend, "This is a good thing Sky! We both have a shot! And--" Viktor cuts you off, his voice low and rumbly, "I have two hands."

Both you and Sky startle, the both of you flustering at Viktor's words and tone. He's... a very handsome man, and his tone of voice and look he's shooting you two is amplifying it.

He continues on, unfazed, "Besides, I thought we were all on the same page. I thought you two were together; and you we're trying to add me into your relationship."

Sky sputters a bit and your face morphs into a contemplative look, "I can see why he thought that." Sky whips around to look at you, her doe eyes wide in shock, "You can?!"

You nod, "I can. Sky be honest, we don't act like friends. Not really. We live together, cook together, typically share the same bed at night, are constantly with each other and touching each other. We have even showered together. Or have been in the bathroom getting ready, or just sitting on the toilet talking while the other bathes. That's not friend-like behavior Sky. We're essentially unofficially dating."

Sky looks dumbfounded as you and Viktor chuckle. That's... no. Well? Is it? Sky re-evaluates your relationship and realizes-- yeah. You two are dating.

Sky groans in embarrassment as you kiss her red cheek. Viktor laughs as Sky shoots him an unimpressed look. "The two of you are so bad at emotions." Sky and Viktor look at you, "Am not!" The two look to each other, they didn't mean to say that at the same time."

You laugh, "So... now that we're both on the same page; what do we do now?" Your two scientists look to one another and grin, "I have a good idea." Viktor states as he looks darkly at the two of you.

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The three of you make your way to the lab couch, Viktor sits down as he watches you and Sky kiss. The two of you are so beautiful, he can't imagine he made it this far.

This is one of his main fantasies.

The two of you pull apart and rush Viktor, the poor man startled at the the enthusiasm. You both take one side of the pretty man, kissing all over his face and pulling his face each way to properly kiss his lips. The man sits there panting in shock.

You unbutton his shirt and both you and Sky continue your assault of kisses and nips on Viktor's body, eventually making your way to his belt.

The two of you now on your knees in front of him, looking up with big pleading eyes makes him groan, his head going back in lust. Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit.

"Yes. Please. Fuck, take it off."

You and Sky beam a grin up at him as you both go for his belt buckle, undoing it, and pulling his pants down. His cock bounces lightly as his boxers got caught on his cock due to your eagerness.

It's pretty in all honesty. Neatly groomed, about six or seven inches in length, a good girth, a pretty pink head. Fuck it's perfect, it's actually quite big in your opinion.

Sky bites her lip and you wrap a hand around the base, "Where've you been hiding this beast, huh?"

A moan in what you get in return, "My pants." You roll your eyes and lick the tip, Viktor's hips jolt. You rub your hand up and down the base as you angle his cock to Sky, "You wanna?"

"Fuck yeah." Both you and Viktor jolt at the swear coming off of Sky's lips. You've never heard her swear before. Sky sucks the tip into her mouth and you remove your hand from the base, putting your lips there instead as you kiss the side of his cock.

Viktor just sits there, his eyes wide as he blinks in shock and whines. Fuck, he's so overwhelmed he doesn't know what to focus on; his mind is silent for once.

The two of you switch positions every so often, you even suck his balls into your mouth at one point. Viktor just gets louder and louder in his pleasure. You two are gonna kill him one day.

A loud moan escapes his pretty lips, "I-- I-- I'm going to cum. Fuck! I'm going to cum!"

A few bursts of cum enter your mouth as you whine, Sky continues to pump his cock to prolong his orgasm. When Viktor whines in overstimulation, you and Sky stop your pleasure and pull away from the panting man. You pull Sky into a kiss and push some cum into her mouth. The two of you kiss passionately, full of filth as Viktor just looks at the two of you.

He pulls himself together, putting himself back into his pants, zipping them up, and re-buttoning his shirt, "You two are filthy. No one would ever expect that."

The two of you go back to sit on the couch, the both of you kissing his cheek. His face squishes a bit due to the force.

"We're only filthy for you Viktor. Only for you."

Viktor's called it. You two are going to kill him one day.

RAHHHHHH!!! I'm so proud of this, I hope all y'all enjoyed watching Viktor get overwhelmed with pleasure ❤️❤️

[bitchface24-7]

4AM UNCERTAINTY - VIKTOR X READER

URGENT REQUEST for @arlekinos-ink due to their situation ☹️ (anyone can read this obviously but it’s a very specific situation)

synopsis: being chronically ill is exhausting. It makes up a major point in your life, and when something else occurs. An injury, an illness, whatever you can think of, care is postponed due to uncertainty regarding what techniques and medication can be used. You’re 99% sure you have appendicitis, but nothing can be done. At least, not yet. Good thing your partner Viktor is here to comfort you.

warnings: mentions of being chronically ill, appendicitis, frustration at life, feelings of powerlessness, comfort

genre: m/f or m/m

p.s. I’m trying to get through my requests as fast as I can (I’m close to twenty at the moment) but this DM was a bit upsetting, they asked for comfort through my work. I am here to deliver it in their time of frustration. Hope you like it!

You feel so unbelievably frustrated it’s not even funny. You got admitted to the hospital for possible apendicitis and can't get surgery until they decide it is actually apendicitis because of your other health complications.

You’ve been in the hospital for hours, like over half the day. You’re not allowed to drink, eat or go to the bathroom without permission. You’re currently getting most of your fluids through IV and you’re on the forth one so far.

The scream you want to let out is being contained in your chest as you breath deeply, trying to calm yourself. The only thing keeping you sane is Viktor, and how he’s holding your hand and stroking your knuckles with his thumb.

“Oh my love, I know how awful this is. But we need to stay, to fight it out.”

A groan escapes your lips. You don’t want to fight, you want to go home. You want confirmation that you’re having this surgery. Appendicitis can go really bad, really quick; and you’re not getting care because of your other comorbidities.

“I know! I know… but they could at least check me out! Touch my abdomen to see if it's my appendix, make me pee in a cup to rule out a UTI or kidney stones, check blood, or do imaging like an ultrasound or a CT scan. Anything! But no, I'm stuck here in limbo unsure if I’m getting surgery cause I’m an already sick individual. I can’t eat, I can’t drink— I can’t even take a piss on my own!”

Viktor brings the hand he's carasseing up to his lips and kisses your knuckles, “If I could change the system, I would. You know that. But I'm here for you, until the very end.”

Your irritation melts away as you smile at that, oh how did you end up so lucky?

“If I can't do anything, the least I can do is sleep. Mind reading something to me? You know how much I love your voice.” You say coyly, a mischievous look in your eye.

Viktor sighs fondly as he shakes his head, but he'd do anything for you. He scans the room and really only sees magazines. Some are about fashion, some are about cooking, the one that seems the most interesting is National Geographic.

He quickly grabs the magazine and flips it open, clearing his throat, he starts to read.

“Antarctica is, on average, the coldest, driest, and windiest of the continents, and it has the highest average elevation. It is mainly a polar desert, with annual precipitation of over 200 millimetres or 8 inches along the coast. About 70% of the world's freshwater reserves are frozen in Antarctica, which, if melted, would raise global sea levels by almost 60 metres—”

You look at Viktor with overflowing love in your heart. Here you are crabby, upset, and miserable; and he immediately does his best to cheer you up, even if it means reading about Antarctica.

With your mind at ease and your focus shifted, it’s almost as if the pain disappeared. You can feel your eyes fluttering shut as you hone in on Viktor’s voice, how his accent curls around the words and how interesting he makes it sound.

Viktor would be a good narrator for a documentary, or for an audio book you conclude.

Sleep slowly encases you as Viktor reads to you in a calm, quiet voice. You love this man, truly.

How’d you get so lucky?

Here ya go! I hope this little blurb/one shot has made you feel a bit better ❤️

And to anyone else reading this I hope this has comforted you in someway too, love you all xoxo ❤️

(I got the little bit on Antarctica from Wikipedia lol)

[bitchface24-7]

RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SALAD???

Im sorry but omg. I'm at the fucking local olive garden reading this masterpiece.. I knew you'd do my man- sorry OUR MAN right. Thank you ;u; (I also might have a skyvik request later if thats chill)

YOU’RE WELCOME!!

OUR man is fine asf and I won’t hear otherwise. “HeAR mE oUT” nuh-uh he’s too fine for that trend. I love the fact you’re at (you probably left by now) Olive Garden reading my fic 😭😭

I’m down for a skyvik request. Do you want it to be just them or do you want in on the loving 😏(Sky my beloved you deserve so much more love then given to you, even me. We’ve done you dirty.)

[bitchface24-7]

hey, I really love your work and I was wondering if you could do a jayvik x reader who has scoliosis and is recovering from surgery please? Maybe a lil bit of reader being a tad bit insecure abt their scar (Literally me rn😭)?

WE’RE HERE FOR YOU - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: you've gotten surgery on your back for your scoliosis. You're in pain, you need to wear a brace, and you have a scar running down your back now. You're grateful that your back is slowly getting better, but you're a bit insecure about your scar. Your two boys help you out.

warnings: surgery mention, scar mention, comfort, fluff, aftercare for surgery, pre-established relationship

genre: m/m/f or m/m/m

p.s. I hope your surgery went well and that you're feeling better! 🥺

Coming home from the hospital was brutal. You were given narcotics you had to slowly ween off and use basic over the counter meds, you had to take a shower with a special occlusive bandage, and you couldn’t move, twist, or lift anything.

You also had to keep the incision site clean and dry. No creams, ointments, or powder. Normal saline and gauze were used to clean your back incision.

You obviously couldn’t do it, so your boys did it for you. You are incredibly appreciative, but you’re getting a bit insecure about the incision. It’s going to scar, the entirety of your back will have a scar running down it. And you kind of hate it.

Jayce and Viktor have noticed your thought process. How you grimace when it comes time to clean your back, they assumed it was due to pain, understandably. But when they saw you jerk away from the mirror to avoid your reflection, that’s where it clicked.

They care for you gently. Soft touches, quiet words, light kisses. They made sure you knew how much they love you, how proud they are of you. You’re taking this like a champ.

You’ve gotten good at wearing your brace, you can wear it now almost the whole day before you have to take it off for bed.

You’ve personalized it, decorated it in your favourite colours, stickers, drawings, anything to make it feel more like you.

The recovery process is slow, but it’s sure. Your two boys make sure you follow the care plan to a t, so you don’t accidentally hurt yourself.

You’re still not a fan of the future scar you’ll receive, but with the adoration your boys give you as you heal, it makes it a little bit easier.

I know this is short, but I’ve don’t have scoliosis and I’ve never had surgery. So I didn’t want to be wrong, I hope this brings you some comfort as you heal!! Love ya ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

bestie do you happen to know of you could find it in your heart to write for my FAV senior citizen. Silco. (I MISS HIM)

The tiktok ban has made me deprived. Please let me know at your earliest convenience. I will now go back to fighting my demons and missing my shayla. (I hope you are having a good day!)

YOUR DAD’S KINDA HOT… - SILCO X READER

synopsis: you've been friends with Jinx for years now, you're a few years older than her but you two are as thick as thieves. So don't ask how this conversation came up… you have no idea.

warnings: age gap (silco’s like late 30s to early 40s, reader is early 20s), teasing, banter (jinx makes fun of you), overheard conversations, fear of discipline, flirting, suggestiveness

genre: m/f or m/m

p.s. SILCOOOOO 😩😍 I've been down bad since S1 but people would jump down your throat if you said anything about him. The art book definitely spoiled us

You have no idea how your conversation took this turn. Here you are, sitting with Jinx as she works on her bombs in her little lair, having a good time when all of a sudden she asks, “Do you think Silco is hot?”

A sputter is heard as you cough and thump your chest, trying to unchoke yourself from your drink going down the wrong pipe.

“What?!” your voice is whiny in incredulous. No seriously… what?! Where did that come from?!

Jinx casually shrugs, “I won’t be mad y’know. You're not very subtle, just tell the truth toots.”

Your lips thin in contemplation. I mean… you’re not blind? You have eyes? Should you honestly tell his daughter that you think he's attractive?

Jinx appreciates honesty, and loyalty; the same as her dad. She's your best friend, you've never lied to her. And you're not gonna start now.

Even if it’s an uncomfortable topic.

You sigh, face scrunching up is displeasure, “Yes Jinx. I think your dad is hot… I’m not blind, duh.”

She cackles at you, “Seriously?! You could have any guy ya want, and you go for him, my old man?! Finn’ll be heartbroken.”

“He can stay heartbroken! I've got much a finer taste than… that. Silco’s strong, level-headed, and handsome. He values honesty and loyalty. Finn’s… Finn.”

Jinx’s reply is cut off by a deeper voice, “That you do my dear, that you do. Jinx, continue working on your bombs. The ones I see so far are perfect. You, come with me.”

It’ Silco.

Fuck, it’s Silco!

You gulp as Jinx just smiles at the praise, you slowly raise from your seat and follow the kingpin. A frantic look is shot Jinx’s way as you mouth “Help me!”

Jinx giggles at you and winks. You'll be getting no help from her. She's taken too much time planning this moment, she's not letting all her hard work go to waste!

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

The walk back to Silco’s office is tense, you're tempted to jump out a window and hopefully die in the fall to escape this cloying feeling.

It’s too late, you're doomed.

Is your only thought as Silco opens the doors to his office, ushers you in, and locks the doors behind him. You're trapped with a lion, and you’re nothing but a beetle.

He's gonna kill you.

“Sit.” Is all he says as he walks to his drink cart and pours you both two fingers of bourbon. You sit down immediately and fidget lightly. Ok… so maybe he's not going to kill you.

Yet.

He plops a cup into your hand and gracefully walks around his desk and sits down. He's not wearing his coat you realize. His shirt sleeves are rolled up to his forearms and you get to see how tiny his waist is.

God he so hot.

In your appreciation of Silco, you don't see him take a swig of his drink and look you over as well. Hmm, looks like you were telling the truth.

Time to make things interesting.

“So, you find me attractive?”

You gulp looking down to your lap as you quickly bring your glass up to your lips and take a large swig, “Yes sir.”

“Hmm. How curious, you find a man old enough to be your father attractive. What's that say about you?”

“It says I prefer things that have aged finely. Like how you feel about this burboun.”

Silco chuckles, you’re quick. Smart as a whip. Loyal. Honest. Attractive.

He's noticed you for a while now, always on his radar due to Jinx. He appreciate’s your care for his daughter, how you’re with her constantly and protect her. He knew you as a teen, he knew you'd grow up into a attractive adult.

He knew he’d be right.

He knew that you have denied all advances made on you. No partner, no romantic or sexual relationships. The main reason why he knows that is you essentially live with him and Jinx.

He knows how you've looked at him over the years, ignoring their heat. But now… you're an adult. You've finally admitted your attraction.

He's going to take what’s rightfully his.

He's going to see what you've been hiding under your clothes, he's going to take you apart piece by piece. He's going to have you on his desk, his bed, in front of the large window in his office. He's going to feel your lips, how soft your skin is. How nice your hair would feel in his grip.

(You’re going to deeply enjoy it.)

(The two of you hope Jinx won’t be hiding in the office in the rafters as her dad devours you.)

(She wasn’t, thankfully. But she did have a knowing look on her face for like a week.)

(She still pats herself on the back to this day.)

He's a bad man but fuck is he hot! Hope y’all enjoyed this ❤️❤️ also I think the US has tiktok again? I saw the sad goodbyes last night, no Americans this morning on the app, then I took a nap and creators from the US were posting again?? I was so lost LMAO

[bitchface24-7]

https://www.tumblr.com/bitchface24-7/773032094431674368/idgaf-who-you-ship-were-just-having-fun-real?source=share

THE LAST PART 😭😭 now…. Don’t tease

Teehee 👉👈

Love ya!

- V ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

Hey girlie do you do caitlyn x reader? bc a caitlyn x rebound!reader angst/smut/fluff would SLAP with your writing^^

THE LOVELY REBOUND - CAITLYN X READER (+VI)

synopsis: Caitlyn still loves Vi, will always love Vi. But now that she’s Commander, she’s lonely. She’s sad, she wants to forget how her whole world has turned upside down. So she turns to you, her best friend. She’s always held a love for you, and she knows Vi does too. But she also knows that Vi’s gonna be mad she missed out on having you; and that bit of revenge makes Caitlyn feel better.

warnings: rebounding kinda??? Caitlyn’s just desperate for comfort and it pushes her to get you, mention of Vi (of her being jealous), frottage, making out, talk of fantasies, Grammarly is my beta

genre: f/f (implied f/f/f)

p.s. I do now!! Your ask inspired me LMAO hope you enjoy!

You quietly enter Caitlyn’s room, it's dark. You see her silhouette sitting at the edge of her bed, her head lowered, her dark blue hair covering her face and waving down her back.

She doesn't move as you walk towards her, you crawl into her bed and hug her from behind. She grasps one of your arms and sniffs, you cuddle your head into the crook of her neck, she leans her head against yours.

“I know you miss her,” You start, your voice quiet in the dark room, “I do too.”

Caitlyn huffs through her nose, “At least I still have you. Maddie’s been trying to be my rock, but I don't need her.”

You chuckle, “She can try until the day she dies, you already have your two girls…” You trail off, “She’ll come back. When all this is over and we've done what we can, she’ll come back.”

The beautiful woman turns to look at you, her pretty bright blue eyes looking at you, you can't help the heat that rises to your face. Caitlyn’s always been pretty; but these past few years she's become gorgeous.

“You know I still love her right?”

“I know.”

There's a small silence in the room, Caitlyn cups your face and brushes her nose against yours, her voice low and purring, “But I love you too.”

Your voice is soft with affection, “I know.” You lift your head and your lips are centimetres apart as you add, “I love Vi as well.”

Caitlyn pushes forward and kisses you. It’s full of passion, frustration, and sadness. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. You were never meant to be a rebound, a way to heal Caitlyn's cracked heart.

Vi was supposed to be here. She was supposed to be a part of this. Seeing you two kiss, strip, fuck. She was supposed to see your makeup get ruined and your skin bruise. She was supposed to kiss you too and eat your pussy out.

Vi and her talked about you all the time, what they'd do to you. But now Vi’s not here, and Caitlyn is going to do everything she's ever fantasized about since she was a tween.

And she's gonna rub it in Vi’s face when she comes back.

The kisses become frantic as Caitlyn pushes you onto the bed, she quickly straddles you and rips off her silky white nightgown. She's so beautiful. All that's separating you two are her tiny panties and your pants.

You raise up onto your elbows and tear off your top, Caitlyn quickly unhooks your bra. Your chest now bare to Caitlyn’s appreciative gaze. Caitlyn unbuckles and helps you shimmy out of your pants. You too are now left only in your undies.

Caitlyn grounds down against your pussy and you moan, your best friend rushes down and captures your lips in a kiss. Only she can hear you break down. Vi’s allowed to hear you when she comes back.

The two of you desperately rut together, your panties getting sticky with your arousal. You're curious as to why Caitlyn didn't demand the two of you to remove your panties but you're not complaining. The material of the panties give an extra bit of friction to your clit.

Caitlyn breaks the kiss and leans down, roughly fondling your chest as she sucks a nipple into her mouth. You arch up against her and whine. You bring your hands down to her hips and help her grind against you.

The two of your moans crescendo and you both cum with a desperate whine.

Caitlyn drops off you and pants into her bed, you crawl up and put her on your chest, playing with her hair as your other hand brushes up and down her side. She cuddles up closer to you and kisses the crook of your neck.

You hear a sniffle, and look down to see Caitlyn's eyes watering. You hug her tightly as she breaks down, “I miss her so much.”

A small hush escapes your lips as you rub her back, “I do too love, I do too.” Caitlyn whines at the petname, “You’re not just a rebound. You know that right?”

You pause your movements for a second, your voice quiet but firm, “I had hope I wasn't. I know how much you love Vi. I didn't think… I didn't think you'd love me as much as you love her.”

Caitlyn jerks up from your hold and looks down at you in a desperation you've never seen before, “I do! I've loved you ever since I was a tween, but I was too scared to say anything! I didn't want to lose you, sweetheart. But Vi noticed. She was upset at first but then... She fell for you too overtime. We talked about you all the time. How to tell you, how we hoped you loved us too. Now you're here where we've always wanted but… Vi’s not here.”

You pull her back down and kiss her, full of love and understanding. This would be perfect if Vi were here, but you'll take it.

“She’ll come back to us, darling. She will. She loves us, but our roads have diverged for a moment. It'll reconnect before we know it.”

Caitlyn relaxes and cuddles back up to your chest. There's a comforting silence before Caitlyn giggled

“She’s gonna be so jealous she wasn't here. I can't wait to rub it in her face she missed seeing you get wrecked. My twelve-year-old self is celebrating right now.”

You cackle out a laugh as Caitlyn's giggles get louder.

Poor Vi, she’ll get all the loving she deserves when she comes back to you two; you'll make sure of it.

Y'all I think I slayed this, time to add Caitlyn to my masterlist 🤭😏

[bitchface24-7]

Hii kinda nervous but do you write skyvik or just jayvik and jayvikxreaders, anyways love your works they make me giggle and kick my feet🥲🥲❣️❣️❣️

I’m 100% willing to write skyvik! It’s just that I started out doing Viktor x reader, Jayce x reader, and Jayvik x reader so that’s what everyone requests!

I do have a lot of requests right now in my inbox but if anyone wants different characters x reader or character x character, I’m down! Just please be patient as I work through my inbox!

Love ya! Xoxo

- V ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

SUCCUBUS - VIKTOR X READER

synopsis: Viktor needs help building a prototype, he can’t do certain tasks due to his back and his leg. Jayce has the flu and decided to quarantine himself away from the lab, which leaves you. You have no problem coming in on your day off, you just aren’t in your usual academy approved outfits. You’re in your casual style that Viktor’s never seen before. You think he may have an aneurysm when he does.

warnings: y’all got a spider lower abdomen tattoo, you mention your past nickname from the undercity (black widow), flustered Viktor, flirty reader, suggestiveness, Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/f or m/m

p.s. This random idea popped into my head before I decided to take a nap, hope y'all like it LMAO

Viktor groans in frustration. He needs help soldering the wires at the bottom of the contraption, he can't do it himself. His back and leg won't allow for it.

He knows Jayce would help in a heartbeat, but he's sick right now with the flu and decided the best course of action is to self-quarantine until he was able to beat the virus. Viktor can't fault him for that.

So he calls you instead. He knows this is your scheduled day off, and he hopes you come. This is all he needs help with, after that he's golden. You can leave (if you want) and still have the rest of the day to yourself. He’ll only need you for about half an hour to an hour at most.

You of course come. Viktor rarely asks for help, so for him to willingly call you and ask as sweetly as he did, well you can't refuse.

It didn't click in your mind that you're in casual clothes, not the academy-approved uniform of slacks, a button-down, and, vest combo.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

Viktor’s ears perk when he hears the lab doors open. He knows it’s you, the lab was locked before you came in.

He's doing some note-taking and minor adjustments to the prototype as he talks, not looking up from his work, “You came, great! I apologize for calling you on your day off, I just need help with one small task then you're free to go. It should only take about half an hour to an hour of your time.”

“Ok, sweet! Where do you need me.”

“I need you—” Viktor stops talking as he turns around to look at you, his voice caught in his throat. You're not in academy uniform, is his first thought. He almost hits himself on the forehead cause, no duh! It’s your day off!

His second thought is holy shit goddamn what the fuck. You're in casual clothing, and Viktor us trying to sear this into his memory. You're in a plain black t-shirt that stops a little ways above your belly button, low rise blue jeans, and a pair of simple leather boots. The main part that caught Viktor's eye is the spider tattoo drapped casually across your lower abdomen.

There's so much skin on display Viktor doesn't know where to look.

“I—uh—hmm— I need you to solder some wires for me on the bottom of the prototype, on the underside.” Viktor stutters as he darts his gaze across your body.

“Ok, no biggie. Got a crawler for me?” You ask as you look the prototype over, not even realizing the lecherous gaze Viktor has on your body.

“Right here.” He states as he pushes the crawler towards you with his good leg, “All the tools you need are ready to use as well.”

You smile at the pretty man and plop yourself onto the crawler, putting your safety equipment on, you roll under the prototype.

“So connect the wires to the same coloured points correct?” You ask, confirming your assumption.

Viktor hums as he checks out your stretched out body. He gets to see your tattoo in its full glory, your hip bones, the band of your underwear.

“What? Oh yes. Connect the wires to their matching points.”

You snort at his distracted state, what the hell has gotten into him? This is odd, but you just do what your told and help your partner out.

The lab is in a comfortable silence as you work. You assume Viktor is note-taking, while in reality he's checking you out.

Is this how you normally dress? Viktor wouldn't know. He only ever sees you in the lab. You look nice, really nice. Too nice. You're very distracting and Viktor is thankful you don’t dress like that in the lab; no work would get done otherwise.

Viktor in his daze, hasn't realized you stopped working a few minutes ago, and are currently looking at him with a smug look on your face.

“See something you like?”

“Huh? What? I—um. I don't know what you're talking about?!”

“Uh-huh.”

“… Why’d you get that tattoo?”

You smirk at him, getting up off the crawler and dusting imaginary dust off yourself as you take off your protective gear, “It’s a bit of an inside joke. I would protect the working girls and guys against violence. When one of the customer didn't treat them right; I'd teach them a lesson. I always seduced them beforehand before beating the shit out of them or… getting rid of them. One of the workers called be a black widow and it stuck.” You say casually with a shrug.

Viktor’s eyes just widen. That’s one hell of an inside joke; he doesn’t realize he said it out loud until he hears your cackle of a laugh.

“I’ve got more, wanna see ‘em?” You say teasingly, crossing your arms over your chest. Viktor just nods silently.

You laugh at his immediate agreement, “Can’t do it here, it’d be considered public indecency if I just started to strip.”

Man screw this prototype, Viktor just found something much more exciting to observe and work on.

“Your place or mine?” Viktor jokingly asks and you can’t help but laugh. What a charmer this guy is.

You can’t wait to see all his other reactions to your tattoos.

This is short but lowkey it’s tasty. Go reader go! You got this man stuttering and eyeing you down 😏

[bitchface24-7]

trans!vik getting all annoyed bc (reader) yapped and mocked how a strap can’t even please someone because it’s just plastic… so he’s gonna prove them wrong… pretty please

ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT? - VIKTOR X READER

synopsis: you've been told ever since you were young, that one day your big mouth is going to get you in trouble. After another failed date, your roommate offers to have a few drinks; and for you to bitch to him about these horrid dates. You say one thing that makes him want to prove you wrong, and prove you wrong he does.

warnings: trans!viktor (post-op for his chest), gender-neutral terms for R until smut scene where R is described as AFAB, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, vaginal sex, teasing, dirty talk, degradation/praise, hand/finger kink, voice kink, Grammarly as my beta

genre: m/f or m/m (if you're good with AFAB smut scene)

p.s. Unless asked, I typically assume smut will be AFAB. I can write m/m smut (ie. Steddie on my ao3 account) but I've only had one person specifically ask for a male!reader getting his freak nasty on. So I hope y'all are ok with that

You’re gonna swear off men, honestly! They're useless! The dates are subpar, their manners are atrocious, and the sex is awful!

You say harder, they go faster. You say faster, they go harder. You tell them don't stop, they change the whole momentum. You have to constantly shove their hand back to your clit, but they love rubbing your left lip raw.

The door slams shut as you enter the apartment, you're huffing and stomping the whole way to your room. Until a lovely accented voice stops you in your tracks, “Bad date?”

“The worst!” you explode, damn near ripping your hair out, “I’m swearing off men, I'm done!”

Viktor’s lips thin as he holds in his laugh, “That bad? Wanna bitch to me as we have a few shots?”

You look at him, your eyes wide in admiration, “Please? I love you, oh my god!”

“Go get comfortable, feel like we're going to be talking for a while.”

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You've changed into your pajamas, an oversized shirt and pj shorts. You see Viktor already sitting on the couch with a bottle of sourpuss blue liquor. You giggle at his choice, it's one of your favourites. It tastes like blue raspberry jolly ranchers and it's like 15% alcohol. Strong enough to get you buzzed and not wake up with a hangover.

You bound over to the couch and hop into your spot, a shot is already poured for you and you take it gratefully and shoot it back.

"Men are awful. They don't listen to instructions, don't know what foreplay is, and completely focus on themselves. I should just stick with my vibrator."

Viktor chokes as he laughs, "It's sad that you're right." Viktor takes his shot, "You deserve better."

You smile at the handsome man. God, why can't you build up the guts to flirt with him? He's so beautiful, both inside and out. You've had a crush on him ever since you met him but he became such a good friend; you didn't want to ruin it.

"Thanks Viktor."

He pours two more shots, he shoots his back and he hands you yours. You stare at him, his long neck, his pretty side profile. God, he's ruining you and he's not even doing anything to you.

"Why don't you hook up with a woman? Or a trans man? They'll know what they're doing."

"Uh..." You stutter out, you take your shot, "Real dick doesn't feel that good, I can't imagine a plastic one feeling any good. Also, I want my partner to feel pleasure too!"

Viktor's golden eyes narrow at you, and you feel small under his stare, "We do."

"Do what?"

The pretty mans demeanor freezes, his eyes dart across your face as his lips purse, "You don't know?"

"Know what?"

"I'm trans."

You lick your lips and hum in consideration, "I would've never assumed. I always thought you were just a very handsome man."

Viktor deeply inhales as he looks at you, his eyes darken, "Handsome?"

You bite your lip and Viktor's eyes immediately zero in on it, "Mhmm."

"So..." Viktor starts as he casually leans back, his arm draped across the back of the couch, his fingers playing with your hair, "Shall I show you how good plastic can feel?"

There's only one thing you can say to that.

"Yes please."

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Viktor ushers you to his room, it's nice and tidy with a cluttered desk, there's some posters and pictures on his walls, you don't get a clear look because before you know it; Viktor is kissing you.

His lips are soft and you quietly moan at the feeling. God this is already feeling better than all the hookups you've had to endure.

You gasp in shock as Viktor pushes you onto his bed. He get's on top of you, straddling your waist and kisses you again. He pulls away and you feel like you can't breath, he's so hot you feel like your brain is malfunctioning.

He fiddles with the hem of your top and looks imploringly at you, you nod quickly and then you're half naked in front of your best friend. You're tempted to cover your chest but you don't when you catch the look on Viktor's face. It's hungry, he licks his lips as he observes every inch of exposed skin. He brings his hands up to your chest and fondles it, pinching your nipples, he drags his hands down so his nails scrap your sides, he rubs your hips.

You're getting kissed again, then he moves to your check, down your neck to your chest, down your abdomen; leaving a trail of hickeys his way. His fingers hook into the top of your shorts and he tilts his head to the side, "May I?" his voice is rich, deep, and rumbly.

You whine out a yes as you nod. Then you're fully naked in front of Viktor as he's still fully clothed in his own t-shirt and lounge pants.

A broken moan escapes your lips as he kisses and nips your thighs, sucking your clit into his mouth. Fuck fuck fuck. He's amazing. You squeal when he adds a finger into your entrance. His long, nimble finger searching until you cry out. He found your g-spot.

He adds another finger and abuses your pussy and he sucks harshly on your clit. God, you could've had this this entire time if you had the guts to flirt with Viktor. Maybe even just asking him would work.

That's how he got you here in the first place.

You cum with a shout and grip his hair tightly. He doesn't let up, doesn't change anything about his pace or strength. He only stops when you pitifully whine and push his head away.

He does as he's told, his face is red, his lips are shiny, and he climbs up and kisses you. You can taste yourself on his lips, it's kind of a turn on.

Viktor gets up and strips himself of his shirt and pants, now he's completely nude. He's lean, lithe, but still has a small bit of muscle on him. You have to squint to see his scars on his chest, they're small and incredibly well healed.

Your eyes trail down and you see a happy trail. Then there's a small bush of auburn curls surrounding his dick. His lips are flushed and puffy. You can see a shimmer of arousal.

A chuckle is heard, "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

He walks to his nightstand and pulls out a strap, a nice sized cock, and a bottle of lube. He harnesses himself, inserts the cock, and get's back into bed with you, "You ready?"

"Please, I need it." You whine out as you open your legs farther. Viktor growls and opens the lube, coating his cock and your entrance, you gasp at the cold feeling.

He positions himself and slowly pushes in. His phenomenal head game and the lube has made the slide incredibly easy. You hear a slight squish and you feel like dying.

Viktor stills for a moment, "You okay? Can I continue?"

You just nod and grasp at his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin. He slowly but surely starts to pound into you, and you're a moaning mess.

He chuckles, "Plastic doesn't feel good, huh? Look at you, you're taking it like a needy slut. You're so good for me. So pretty. I've wanted to do this for months."

"Fuck, Viktor. Please keep talking! You sound so good."

"Yeah? You like my voice? You're not very subtle. I see how you shift in your seat as I talk to you, when I yell. You bite your lip and flutter your eyes like a common whore. Don't get me started on how you look at me when I work with my hands."

You whine in embarrassment, your pussy clenching as more arousal leaves you, "You can't blame me! You're so nonchalantly hot it's frustrating! I've wanted you for so long, with my stupid embarrassing crush on you. But I didn't want to ruin anything." You state in between moans.

Viktor halts for a second before truly pounding you into the bed, "Fuck! We could've been doing this all this time but you had to go out and fuck other people. You need to make it up to me."

"I will, I promise! Fuck you're gonna make me cum."

All you can do is squeal as a massive orgasm takes over you, Viktor thrusts a few more times before he stops, a shiver wracking his body as he groans.

He slowly pulls out of you, unhooks his strap, and plops onto his back next to you, "Did you cum?" You breathily ask. Viktor laughs at that, "You sound like all those guys you complained about." "Shut up. Did you, it looked like you did but I couldn't feel it."

"I did. My harness has a vibrator option so I get to feel good too."

"Oh," You sigh, trying to catch your breath, "if you didn't cum I was going to tell you to sit on my face."

"I lied, I didn't cum."

You laugh and smack him in the arm, he laughs with you and cuddle up.

"Next time." He says contently as he wraps his arms around you, putting his chin on top of your head. You smile at that, "Next time."

A small silence is shared before you break it, "We're dating now, right?" Viktor snorts at your question, "I thought we we're on the same page, guess not. Yes darling, we're dating now."

"Good." You state as you kiss his collar bone, the two of you shimmy under the duvet and pass out. The thin white sheet perfect for keeping you comfortable.

You can't wait for next time.

BRO WHEN I FIRST WROTE THIS MY APP GLITCHED AND ALL THE WRITING I DID AFTER THE READ MORE SPLIT WAS DELETED!!! I SWITCHED TO MY LAPTOP AFTER THAT

I was so mad I was calm, I re-wrote everything so I hope y'all like it! ❤️

[bitchface24-7]

”idgaf who you ship, we’re just having fun!” REAL. Like bro it’s called imagination and being silly. anyways, jayvik = black cat + golden retriever combo but I need to see more black cat readers bro. but imagine a useless reader that’s just … there. Like they aren’t even an engineer or scientist, they just like to hoard random knowledge and won’t stop breaking into their lab so they give up and it eventually just becomes routine. Kinda like a dumber Spencer Reid one might say…

im not requesting anything I just think it’s funny idc if you write anything or not!!

BLACK CATS AND THEIR GOLDEN RETRIEVER - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: you love learning anything and everything that interests you, especially when you're not allowed to learn it. You're surprised that you even graduated from the academy with how often you scoured the library for forbidden texts. Now there's a constantly locked lab that holds unkown knowledge, you're gonna get in there, no matter what.

warnings: a Spencer Reid-esque reader, technically breaking and entering, JV give up on getting you to stop breaking into their lab, they start to enjoy your company, you sometimes help them out, you mostly just spew random facts as you sit there and watch them like your own person how its made, Grammarly is my beta

genre: m/m/f or m/m/m

p.s. The way y'all all have the same interests I do… insane. I LOVE criminal minds and Spencer Reid is my love. So being able to write a reader like him makes me so happy! Hope y'all enjoy this!

Breaking and entering is so easy. Like ridiculously easy. Does your decade of experience help… perhaps.

You've always loved learning, craved it really. You love having an enmeshment of facts that can potentially help you out.

So when there's a locked lab that catches you eye… well you're gonna break into it.

Its glorious, there's so much information! Equations on the blackboard, dozens of notebooks, loose paper everywhere, bits and pieces of metal, multiple prototypes.

You swear you've died and gone to heaven.

Until said owners of the lab find you fluttering around the lab in utter awe. Your eyes sparkling as you take as much as you can in.

“Hey! You can't be in her—”

“Did you know that steel is an infinite resource? It's recyclable! So you can rework the same steel for almost two hundred years and it doesn't lose any of its properties!”

The two men pause before an accented voice states, “No, we did not… know that. How did you get in here?”

“Picked the lock.”

You get two flabbergasted looks, the man who tried to get you to leave speaks up, “Why?”

“Because I love learning, and nothing will stop me from doing so.”

A look of recognition passes over the man with the accent, “You're the student who kept ransacking the library for forbidden texts.”

“That’s me!”

And with that, you became their (cute) headache. You'd be there as often as you could, at the crack of dawn, at the darkness of night. You'd be there to keep them company.

You kept your distance, for a while. Until you got comfortable, until you knew for a fact they wouldn't kick you out.

You got closer and closer. Sitting next to Viktor, watching him work and asking questions.

Spouting out facts to Jayce as you watched him in the forge.

You even helped them sometimes! Bringing them certain tools, helping them steady their prototypes as the work, helping with wiring. Anything you could actually help with, you did.

That's all though, you aren't a scientist. You can't help with the math or the actual experiments, but you can help with the physical work.

(you tried help with the science aspect once, never again.)

Now that you're comfortable, you're very physical now too.

A hand on a shoulder here, a hug there. Ruffling hair, hugging an arm, holding a hand, even kissing a cheek or a forehead.

But you were the one to always initiate it, when they wanted to be physical they'd have to look at you with their arms open. Then you'd decide if you wanted to be affectionate or not.

You three have become great friends, maybe you may even become more…

[bitchface24-7]