#He is my baby

[krispychisps]

he really is my little pogchamp... cross sans guys <3. I love you purple blue and yellow shoutout those guys.

[mylittledelulucorner]

A few of my favorite Oscar pictures

[toramirr]

He's basking in the sun

[cosmicdandeli0n]

Just the babies being clingy bc Pyrrhus died but he is back

It's an entire idea for a fanfic that I'll never write, but aha, maybe I would talk more about it bc yapping

[narxcisse]

★ — Strings of Comfort

Child!Viktor x Older Sibling!Reader

CW: comfort, Viktor's parents are alive (like in LoL), mention of Rio's death, I know it wasn't an axolotl but you can't deny that it does look like one. 🤺

English isn't my native language

It was a damp and quiet evening in Zaun, the dim light of an old lamp casting faint glows along the walls of the small room you shared with Viktor. You'd been keeping your hands busy for hours, fingers nimbly working into something special for your little brother.

Viktor’s hunched figure sat in the corner, shoulders shaking slightly as he tinkered with a broken gadget. His grief over Rio’s loss was palpable, filling the air with a heaviness that hurt to see.

He didn’t talk much about it, but you’d caught the way his hands trembled when he said it name and how he stared into the middle distance, his mind elsewhere. Rio had been his closest friend, his comfort, and now… It was gone.

You had to do something.

So, you did what any older sibling would do.

You stole some yarn from Piltover.

It wasn’t exactly a noble endeavor, but you weren’t about to let Viktor wallow in despair. You hadn’t knitted since a long time, not when you have to take care of him while your parents work, but you remembered enough to make something small and meaningful. Something that might bring a spark back into his eyes.

"Vik, can you grab me some of those scissors?" you asked, breaking the silence.

He looked up, startled out of his thoughts. His eyes, red-rimmed from crying earlier, flicked to the scissors on the cluttered workbench. Wordlessly, he passed them to you before retreating into himself again.

"Thanks," you said casually, returning to your project. You kept the tone light, hoping to avoid any more of the melancholy that had been hanging over the both of you.

The hours passed, and Viktor eventually curled up on the makeshift mattress you called a bed. He didn’t even notice you draping a threadbare blanket over him.

By the time dawn broke, your creation was complete. A small, slightly uneven but undeniably charming axolotl plushie sat in your lap, its pink yarn limbs floppy but endearing. You even managed to use black buttons for its tiny, lopsided eyes.

When Viktor woke, groggy and bleary-eyed, you sat beside him, holding the plushie behind your back. "Morning, sleepyhead," you teased.

He grumbled something unintelligible, rubbing his eyes.

"I, uh… I made something for you." You brought the plushie out, holding it toward him awkwardly. "I know it’s not the same as Rio, but… I thought maybe it’d help. You can keep it close when you miss it."

Viktor blinked, his thin hands reaching out to take the plushie with the utmost care, as though it were fragile. His lips parted, but no words came out for a moment.

"You…made this?" he finally whispered, staring at the uneven stitches and mismatched colors.

"Yeah. With some yarn I 'found'. It’s an axolotl, not exactly what Rio was but pretty similar, right...? I know it’s not perfect, but—"

"It’s perfect," he interrupted, clutching it tightly to his chest. His voice cracked as he added, "Thank you."

You reached out to ruffle his messy hair, relieved to see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

From that day forward, the little axolotl plushie rarely left Viktor’s side. It sat with him as he worked, tucked into his pocket when he ventured out, and cradled close whenever the shadows of loss threatened to overwhelm him.

And for once, you felt like you’d done something right in this unfair, broken world.

[henrycangelbaby]

Hey gang, merry Christmas + happy holidays!!

Hope everyone has had a great day and go everything they ever wanted!!

I am currently working on a dad!fred piece (need him so bad), it’s taking longer than expected

I got sick Christmas Eve lol and haven’t been able to eat, talk and stand properly lol!

then my sister lowkey ruined Christmas and now my family kinda hates me + my mum called me a bitch lol!!

Rant over I’m sorry

But whatever dad!fred is on his way

Have this photo of Fred as my Christmas present to you 😁:

He’s so yummy 😋😋😋

[insertcreativenamehereplease]

Ermmmm. Clodsire animation I did. I love them.

[bamfaholic]

He has a haircut scheduled for later today

[babyangelsky]

Tonkla:

Me before, now, tomorrow, forever, and always:

[zechiki]

Haha so I kinda ended up liking him more than I first thought so here is my personal design of this dummy

I don't really have much of an interest in killermare but their dumb kid is lovely

He is now my son, he is baby

Crescent belongs to @lunnar-chan

some doodles below:

I love to make him cry heheh, though I did make one quick doodle of a happy family moment. He is in the alternative universe here which he saw throug the mirror. Getting the love he deserves :)

[ramblingautisticman]

YALL I GOT A WIEGHTED CROCODILE PLUSHY AND UM- IM OBSESSED? HIS NAME IS ROCKO AND HE IS MY SON? I WILL KILL FOR HIM?

[gurobitsu]

happy birthday pookie bear!!!

[nachocheesereblogs]

my gosh what a creature

[rai-in-hell]

I took a break from my obligations to do this for myself 🤧

[harrowingtombs]

Apollo June [C4EC] x Female Reader headcanons!

He leaves you for a man.

[triclip]

Ouuugh my goodness i love rudolph and clarice so much