#arcane viktor x oc

[cremthehive]

Sun in My Eyes; Chapter 1  {Viktor X Fem!OC }{SFW}{1.2k}{Modern!AU}

Summary: Eveline is in the anxiety inducing homestretch of her last year before she graduates with her degree from the academy. An opportunity to work with Hextech’s founder lands right in her lap, which she gladly takes. Only to find out a beautiful stranger she’s been seeing around campus, drawing, and obsessing over... is her boss.  CW: Slow burn asf! Talks of anxiety, cursing, pining, college stress A/N: This is inspired by @gaybybirth's pieces surrounding Viktor working at the academy, you should read their amazing Viktor x Reader fics! I’m attempting to write out an idea I had so fingers crossed. If anyone has any feedback, please let me know! Thank you. <3

Electricity surges through the girl that sits in the back of the classroom’s body. Her leg bounces feverishly as quietly as it possibly could. Her hair actively curls around her right fingers, being tied in a knot only to be untied again. Her left fingers wrapped around a pen that was spreading its ink to the paper it touched. Her hazel eyes skim over the sketch with enamored interest as the lines mark the page. Fluffy spikes of hair curved around captivating eyes, the start of a jawline in the works right above the instructions that were the original owners of the page. Everything else was tuned out as this girl focused on this one single drawing more than the professor lecturing the rest of the class.  

Whoever the sketch was imitating had been circling the girl’s brain from a simple glance. She thought that maybe if she drew him, he’d pass on to some afterlife in her brain that would let her remember him from time to time. Something about him gave her that schoolgirl crush feeling that had her obsessing over the way his eyes that glowed like the sun, his hair that looked so fluffy, it felt like her fingers would just glide through the strands. The thought made her cheeks feel hot, embarrassed only how obsessive she felt over this stranger. What was it about him? The intricate metal brace adorning his leg caught the sunlight causing the light to shine straight into her eyes as she walked by, that’s what got her attention.  

“...the creators of Hextech have made this special visit to this class to present, but also to find someone who can help them out. This is a perfect opportunity to put your skills on display and get an entry point into this business you’ve put such hard work in.” The professor’s word cut into the girl’s daydream, her voice raising to catch the girl’s attention. Her knee ceases to bounce, her fingers stopping in their tracks as her eyes hesitantly raise up to the front.  

Everyone in the classroom turned to her as the professor gave a pointed look towards her with her hands gesturing to cease her drawing. The rush of dread rushes through her, everyone’s eyes burning into her skin. It was like she had a giant stain on her shirt, and everyone noticed but her until it was too late. She subconsciously covers the sketch she was in the middle of to make sure no one knew her dirty little secret. “This is an opportunity you don’t want to miss, Eveline. If you’d had read what is on the page before drawing on it, you would know what I’m talking about.” The professor comments. The more immature students snicker at her gentle scolding, making Eveline grimace.  

“...Sorry about that. I’ll do that now.” Eveline forces the words to come out, wanting to avoid the situation altogether. The professor looks at her for a moment longer before nodding, looking down at her watch. “You all have ten minutes to grab your portfolios that are gathered up here on the desk, bring them to your seat and look through them to pick the works you’d like to display. Please be quiet at this time as I know some people will have hard choices to make.” She lays the expectation down, gesturing to the desk with the folders laid on them. Students stand one by one, filling in a line to find their portfolio before venturing back to their spots. Eveline looks down at the page her beloved sketch laid upon, her eyes reacting to the words written on the page in big black bold.  

Hextech Architecture Project; HexGates 

Fuck. Me. And fuck that beautiful stranger, there’s no time to prepare mentally for their presence.  

The two biggest prodigies of the academy were going to be in the room with her, possibly talking to her about hiring her. Maybe she should’ve paid attention to that instead of her handsome stranger. Eveline stood quickly to go get in line for her portfolio. She anxiously twisted her fingers around, chewing on her lip. Conversations about the two men coming to class were all that was playing in Eveline’s ears as she picked up her folder and walked back to her spot at the back of the class. What would she even pick? There’s not too much she’d deem her absolute best, despite her professors encouraging her otherwise.  

Opening the folder, she finds her first year blueprints at the front with notes scribbled in the corners of them. She flips through them, casting most of them to the left, which she ends up deeming the left the unusable side. Two of her first year pieces are put to the right as she acknowledges the hard work put into them. Those were the nights she stayed up to nitpick her sketches with the utmost care and judgment. Her second and third year blueprints are much better going in chronological order, yet only three from those years made it to the right. Personal feelings got in the way of most of those as she went through life’s upside down rollercoaster. Lots of them were rushed with anger and frustration.

Her fourth year, which is the current year, consists of the few she deems her absolute best. She needs them to be her absolute best if she wants to put her six years of college to use. She slides the small pile to the right, knowing those didn’t need to be looked at twice. The left pile is slid back into her portfolio folder, in the right order of course before being put next to her bag. She looks at the unfinished sketch of the beautiful stranger, almost giving into the want of finishing it, but she resists. The sketch is slipped into her tote bag so she could focus on the task at hand. Getting this job. 

 

Eveline’s professor gently claps her hands together to bring people to the present, instead of their stressful picking mindset; including Eveline. The professor waits until everyone is ready before smiling at everyone. “Please keep in mind that you all have worked super hard, and your work reflects that. There are several more opportunities than this one! You’ll learn a lot from their lecture about that.” She speaks kindly, a lot of the class nodding and whispering to their friends excitedly and nervously. Eveline’s stomach did a flip, sighing through her nose as her leg started to bounce again.  

The door cracks open, a head peeking in. His skin was a perfect tan, eyes a brilliant brown with what looked like a fresh haircut. He opens the door wider as the professor waves to him and greets him with a handshake. There’s friendly and familiar conversation between the two of them, like he was once her student. Now he’s this big hotshot that everyone is starting to know what his name means. He was muscular and tall, with broad shoulders and the perfect “gym bod”. A ripple of gasps is heard from a specific group of girls making Eveline scoff, which she ends up covering it with a clear of her throat as one girl turns her head sharply to find the culprit. Her name was Lanie, and she acts as if she’s still in high school half the time. She was a real massive cu-

“Jayce Talis everyone, founder of Hextech, one of my top students, and possibly your future boss.” The professor introduces him with a chuckle. Jayce waves, saying a simple hello and nice to meet you to everyone. Just his demeanor made him seem friendly and well, smart. Some of the girls swoon, giggling. Eveline makes a face of disgust to herself at the group of girls who were acting like they just saw Shawn Mendes for the first time.

The burly man turns to the door, smiling. “And here is my genius partner, and co-founder, Viktor.” Jayce says excitedly, encouraging him to come through the door. The soft creak of something metal fills the doorway, followed by uneven footsteps as a tall, ill-postured man walks in. The overwhelming feeling of Eveline’s heart vomiting at the sight of the man, the clear memory of drawing that man right in the front of her brain. Her foot pushes her tote bag further under the table to hide said evidence because…

 

It was the beautiful stranger with that fluffy hair and sun-filled eyes. 

[tinyturtleart]

Shut up shut up shut up they're in love and married and nothing bad ever happens and they have a big old family with at least 10 adopted children the end

[unluckiestmember]

YAY, YOU'RE BACK TO WRITING FOR ARCANE. How would the arcane characters react (mainly vi, ekko, and jinx because i would marry, marry, and marry them all!!) to a reader who is sooo affectionate and finds every last thing they do so cute they get cuteness aggression and just jump at them like a cuddle bug often? thank you so much!!

Coming right up!

Arcane x Cuddle Bug! Reader

Characters: Powder/Jinx, Violet "Vi", Ekko, Caitlyn Kiramman, Viktor, Jayce Talis, Mel Medarda, Sevika and Ran.

Warning: None really. SFW.

A/N: Am I the only one who wants to snuggle into Caitlyn? Ugh, I love her so much.

Powder/Jinx

“Oh! Hey there, sugar! You want to cuddle? Don’t have to ask me twice! I’ll cuddle you so much that you get tired of me! But you’d never get tired of me, right?”

Jinx is a super clingy person, so for you to be as clingy as her it’s like you two are a match made in heaven. There’s barely any time that passes when you two are not touching each other and she lives for your cuddles. It doesn’t matter if you hug her out of nowhere or she sees you about to embrace her, she is stopping everything she is doing and pulling you into the tightest of hugs.

Most of the time if she isn’t causing mayhem in the streets of Zaun or busy with her inventions, she will spend her time just holding you so close and showering your face with the cutest but most childish of kisses. She doesn’t care if it’s in private or public, she will make it known that you two can’t keep your hands off each other. You are her cuddlebug and she is yours and that won’t ever change.

Violet “Vi”

“Woah there, cuddle bug! You’re gonna make me screw up my workout… Oh forget it. How can I say no to you?”

Because Violet is absolutely touch starved, she will never decline your cuddles, even if you take her by surprise a few times with how you hug her so suddenly. She finds it adorable how you fangirl around her and find everything she does to be awesome or cute. Granted she does wish you’d call her hot or sexy, but knows that isn’t really in tune with your personality.

Regardless, she tries to make sure you know how adorable you are, always telling you while you two are cuddled up together how lucky she is to have you and how you are so adorable. Even when you visit her at work, she’ll try to drop everything and have you run into her arms to pick you up. And every time she’s got time off work or is coming back from a job, she’s automatically looking for you so she could hook you in her arms and never let go.

Ekko

“Y/N, haha! You know we gotta keep this private, babe- The kids are gonna pounce on us any second now!”

Does Ekko love hugging you? Absolutely. The warmth of your arms around his body makes him stop everything he’s doing and just hug you while calling you his firelight or firefly. Unless he’s calling you an angel or lovebug, which never fails to make Scar either look at you two in awe or roll their eyes in mock annoyance. Unfortunately, Ekko does try his best to make sure you two don’t get super affectionate around the children, especially when it comes to hugs.

Why? Because as soon as you hug him, the children find this as an invitation to gather around him and have him nearly die under a cuteness overload of a group hug. It’s nice as a once in a while occurrence, but all the time? Maybe not. Outside of the reactions you two garnish and even the teasing of you being the firelight king/queen, Ekko lives for your cuddlebug energy, wanting to be in your arms after a long day’s work. It’s always the best way to end the night… 

Caitlyn Kiramman

“And that’s why if I am able to block this end of the road, I’ll- Oh!... Oh come here, sweetheart. If you wanted to cuddle so badly, you could’ve asked.”

Caitlyn has always been someone who was more subtle with her love, pulling you into brief kisses, cupping your cheek and holding you by your waist. She usually leaves the more out there gestures like hugging and cuddling for you to initiate. But when you do? It might be harder for you to get her off of you instead of the other way around. It can be at work, in her home, outside of work or at an event. As soon as she feels your arms wrap around her slender body, she’s stopping for a second to hold you back and kiss your forehead.

She will continue working if you interrupt her during a briefing or in the middle of cracking a case, but the entire time, she will have at least one arm around your body and make sure you are comfortable. Her comrades tease her about it and she’ll scowl a bit, but she doesn’t care. As far as she can tell, she’s extremely lucky to have you as a lover.

Viktor

“Ah! Oh, it is just you, zolotse. Remember, you have to warn me of these cute little hugs of yours.”

At first, Viktor wasn’t used to your physical affection and how you were in awe of everything he did. He actually thought you were mocking him at first or being silly. But after a while, especially when the two of you became a couple, he grew accustomed to your affections. He does get a bit startled when you hug him out of nowhere and he does have moments where you cheering him on does make him a bit bashful, but he enjoys your sweet gestures regardless.

He does find it difficult to be as outgoing with his love for you as you are with him, but he does try his best to make you realize he loves you, especially in the form of quality time and calling you by sweet pet names bound to make you blush. Viktor has a tendency to pass out from working too hard and waking up in your arms. And though he’d never say it out loud, you know based on the way he snuggles into you, he adores it and adores you.

Jayce Talis

“I know what you want and I want it too- So bring it in! I’ve waited all day to be in your arms!”

Because Jayce is always out at work, it’s kind of hard for you two to be around one another all the time. That’s why when he does reunite with you after hours or you two can be together on days off, he’s spending the majority of his free time with you or wrapped around you. He sort of craves for your praise and compliments as much as he craves your cuddles.

Many would compare the councilman to a needy dog wanting his owner’s undivided attention and he definitely gets that through you. Though he may try to act all cool or play coy, everyone knows that you mean so much to him and that he becomes putty around you. Even if they don’t, you’re not afraid to say it aloud. Just make sure Jayce isn’t around or that man will become redder than a beet.

Mel Medarda

“What’s wrong?... I know that look. You want to- Ah! Well looks like you beat me to the punch, darling. How about we take this to the bed, hmm?”

Mel wasn’t really given physical affection when she was younger. She was more someone who preferred verbal affection with words of affirmation. So when it came to you and how affectionate you are, she found herself adapting and loving physical affection as much as telling you how much she loved you.

Your cuddles and sweet gestures are her personal heaven she loves returning to after a long day’s work, especially if she can spend an evening with you platonically in your shared bed. In your arms, she feels she can air out anything that’s bothering her or interests her, especially when you admit how cute it is when she does. Though this kind of intimate affection is delegated to private quarters, anyone can know from the way Mel speaks of you outside of home and at events that you mean so much to her.

Sevika

“Yeah! So then I was like screw you, I can do whatever- Hold on. Uh, Y/N. I thought we agreed to not do this at work?”

Sevika is considered the Right Hand of Zaun, a woman who is feared if not respected by her peers. And she’d like to keep it that way. Which means that while you two are at work, she prefers it if you don’t cuddle her around co-workers and give them something to tease her about. You two can only flirt and kiss and even then, it has to be sexy…

But alone, when both of you are away from the public eye, Sevika is at your beck and call wishing for nothing else but to hear your sweet praises and melt into your arms and touch. Expect her to call you the cutest thing ever and tease you on occasion, but afterwards she’s basically a big needy cat, or as she prefers to be called, a panther. It’s moments like these where you can really consider yourself lucky to see a raw side of Sevika. And it was only preserved for you.

If you got any requests for Arcane or X-Men '97, send them my way!

Likes and retweets are always appreciated! I love you all, stay hydrated and have a good day! <3

[pfpanimes]

⌕ league of legends/arcane - viktor.

like or reblog if you save/use. 🤍

[aspenaspid]

Viktor x Sapphire (Arcane OC)

Sometimes, Viktor uses Sapphire as background noise while studying, treating her chatter like white noise to help him focus. They used to study the same faculty, so he could follow along with her ramblings, but after she switched to restorative craft, he’s often clueless about what she’s talking about. Occasionally, a chemistry note or concept might sound familiar, but the details are way over his head. Sapphire knows this and doesn’t mind—she gets to talk freely, often coming up with new ideas just by voicing her thoughts. Every now and then, Viktor will look up and fixate on her, but even then, it’s clear her words aren’t really sinking in.

[local-crying-boy]

Casually dropping some *shitty* pictures I took of a flashback in Arcane

SPOILERS (kind of)

YOUNG SILCO UGHHHH PLS I NEED HIM

ALSO THE DOMESTICNESS OF THIS SCENE???? RAHHHH

I’m already writing a fic based off this scene…

[nadjaridraws]

Some lore for my Arcane AU for ya'll! Basically the moment when Jayce meets Keellai! (he's the distressed ferret lmao)

Also first time drawing Jayce so please don't mind him, or the hands for that matter,,,

(Jayce please let go of your best friend's boyfriend)

[kivishipps]

x OC fics ≠ x reader fics

Okay guys, I’ve given the gentle reminder as many times as I can without seeming passive aggressive, as a result this is your not-so gentle reminder. Stop tagging your x OC works as x reader for the love of all that is divine. This isn’t a threat, it’s not some long article about how you’re a deadbeat or whatever; The simple fact of the matter is the tagging system was created to help readers find EXACTLY what they are looking for with [relative]ease, and that can’t be if YOU are making them sift through content that has fuck all to do with what they are looking for.

Now there are a couple of assumptions I’ve made seeing some of you guys’ posts. Most of them fall under the writer being insecure and thinking their work will not be seen if they don’t use the x reader tag and I am here to tell you that is simply untrue. I know plenty of people who actively seek out x OC works, and while I am not among them as being called by the name of someone I am obviously not in fiction breaks the immersion for me, this should NOT discourage you from being transparent in your posting.

“It’s called block and move on.” No, it’s called be a good human being and stop evading responsibility for a messy system that doesn’t HAVE to be messy, and thus is so only because you’re making it that way. You are not a singular. There are other people JUST like you doing the same thing further perpetuating the convoluted channels.

Overlooking how self serving it is, it’s also very inconsiderate concerning people that simply struggle to find stories in some already dead or dying fandom. You have no reason to tag it as an x reader unless it is, an x reader.

It’s obnoxious, and frankly, rude.

Again, I’ve given a couple of gentle reminders already but some of you are failing to respond so allow me to put it in words geared more for… I don’t know, hardier audiences I suppose. As always thank you for your time and I hope you have an absolutely wonderful rest of your day[genuine].

[heygreyyart]

some viktor sketches i'm hoping to turn into pages soon!

[knoepfl]

Mad Genius, Part ||

Characters: - Viktor – A brilliant but physically frail scientist whose passion for progress often drives him to take risks.  - Reader (You) – A chaotic but genius inventor from Zaun. Once rational and sharp, your mind has spiraled into madness due to overuse of experimental powders you created. Obsessed with Viktor. 

Trigger Warnings: Obsession, manipulation, coercion, psychological horror, implied threats of harm, toxic behavior, and intrusive thoughts

Masterlist

Words: 1014

This is Part || of Mad Genius and I'm very happy so many liked the first part^^

Part 1: Mad Genius

The air in Viktor’s lab hung heavy with tension, laced with the faint chemical tang of powders left behind from your last intrusion. He’d sealed the windows, locked the doors, and told himself it was enough. But deep down, he knew better.

You would come back.

And tonight, you did.

The soft click of a latch echoed through the room, followed by the faintest creak of a window sliding open. Viktor froze mid-draft, the quill slipping from his fingers. He didn’t need to turn around to know it was you.

“You really thought a lock could keep me out?” you whispered, your voice playful but tinged with something far more unsettling. “Oh, Viktor… don’t you know by now?”

Slowly, he turned to face you. There you stood, illuminated by the dim, flickering light of his machinery, the same manic grin spreading across your face like a child who’d finally caught a glimpse of their favorite storybook character come to life.

“I told you,” you whispered, stepping closer, “I’d find you again.”

Viktor’s jaw clenched. “This needs to stop.” His voice was calm, but beneath it was a sharp undercurrent of unease.

You ignored him, your glittering eyes drinking in every detail of his features, as if just standing near him was enough to make you drunk with joy. “Do you know what it’s like to admire someone so much that it consumes you?” you whispered, stepping even closer. “I’ve watched you—studied every invention, every step you took. And every day, I thought, this is it—this is the mind I was meant to find.”

Viktor narrowed his eyes. “You’re delusional.”

You giggled, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead with an unsettling tenderness. “No, Viktor… I see things clearly for the first time. You and I? We’re the same. Two souls chasing progress, pushing boundaries, defying limits.”

Viktor jerked his head away from your touch, grip tightening on his cane. “You’re dangerous. You can’t keep coming here.”

Your grin twisted, growing sharper. “Oh, Viktor… Don’t you understand? I’m doing this for us.”

You reached into your coat and pulled out two vials—one a swirling crimson, the other shimmering with a pearlescent green hue. “I wanted to do this the easy way,” you said softly, a note of something almost tender in your voice. “I wanted you to choose me. But if you won’t… I’ll have to show you the consequences.”

Viktor’s heart skipped a beat. “What are you talking about?”

You twirled the crimson vial between your fingers, your smile never faltering. “If you won’t come with me—if you refuse this chance, Viktor—I’ll use my powders on the people closest to you.”

The words hung in the air like a dagger poised above his heart.

“Imagine it,” you whispered, leaning in until your breath brushed against his ear. “Your precious Jayce, crawling on the floor, mind twisted and broken. Your dear Sky, trapped in a nightmare of hallucinations.”

Viktor’s hand clenched the top of his cane so tightly his knuckles turned white. “You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, but I would.” Your voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. “Not because I hate them. No, no, no… They just don’t matter. You’re the only one who matters.”

The sheer, unfiltered obsession in your voice sent a chill down Viktor’s spine. There was no hesitation, no remorse—just the maddening certainty that you believed everything you said was true.

“You see, Viktor,” you continued, brushing your fingers lightly down the sleeve of his coat, “I don’t want to hurt them. I only want you. You and me—soulmates. Two halves of the same genius. I’ve already broken myself for progress… and I’ll break anyone else if it means we can be together.”

Viktor swallowed hard, struggling to maintain his composure. “You’re not thinking clearly,” he said, voice strained. “This obsession—it’s not real. It’s the powders. They’ve warped your mind.”

You laughed, the sound high and wild. “You’re wrong, Viktor. The powders only freed me. They peeled away the rules, the limits, the chains… And now I see everything. I see you.”

You held the green vial up, tilting it in the low light. “This one? A gift. It’ll make you see things my way—just for a little while.” Your grin widened, pure madness glinting in your eyes. “Then you’ll finally understand. We’re meant to be.”

Viktor stepped back, his mind racing. The logical part of him screamed to run, to call for help, to stop you before you did something irreversible. But another part—the part still haunted by the effects of your previous powders—hesitated, the lines between fear, fascination, and something dangerously close to intrigue beginning to blur.

He forced himself to meet your gaze, amber eyes burning with defiance. “You’re not well,” he whispered. “If you care about me at all, you’ll stop this.”

For a brief moment, your grin faltered. Something dark and hurt flickered behind your eyes, a crack in the mask of madness you wore so well. But then, just as quickly, it was gone.

“Oh, Viktor,” you whispered, almost sadly. “I knew you wouldn’t understand… not yet. But that’s okay.”

You tucked the vials back into your coat with a sly smile. “I’ll give you time to think about it. But don’t take too long, my love.” Your voice dropped into a dangerous whisper. “Because if you make me wait… I promise, they will suffer.”

Viktor’s heart pounded against his ribs, panic clawing at his chest as he watched you slip toward the window once more.

“And when you’re ready to stop pretending…” you murmured, one foot already out the window. “I’ll be waiting.”

With that, you disappeared into the night, your laughter trailing behind you like a ghostly echo.

Viktor stood frozen, chest heaving, mind reeling from the storm you had left in your wake. He knew now, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you wouldn’t stop.

The only question was: How far would you go to make him yours?

And worse still…

How long could he resist before the madness you offered started to look like the only way forward?

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Author's Note: This story explores themes of obsession, manipulation, and toxic relationships. It is intended to delve into psychological horror and should not be interpreted as romantic or idealized behavior. If any of the themes in this story affect you personally, please reach out to a trusted person or professional for support.

[cremthehive]

Sun in My Eyes; Chapter 2  {Viktor X Fem!OC }{SFW}{1.8k}{Modern!AU}

Summary: Eveline is in the anxiety inducing homestretch of her last year before she graduates with her degree from the academy. An opportunity to work with Hextech’s founders lands right in her lap, which she gladly takes. Only to find out a beautiful stranger she’s been seeing around campus, drawing, and obsessing over... is her boss.  CW: Slow burn asf! Talks of anxiety, pining, college stress, cursing A/N: Chapter two is here, ahhh! I hope everyone is enjoying it as much as I am; feedback is more than welcome if you guys have any!

Nothing could’ve prepared Eveline for the thought process that was looming over her head, giggling like a school girl while she kicks her feet wildly before having the revelation that this man could be her boss. The stranger now named Viktor examined the classroom, offering no wave but a subtle nod instead. When those golden eyes of his skim over Eveline in the back, she averts her gaze to the table below her. With her pages of work strewn around in front of her, it was hard to ignore all of her drawings standing out to her like a sore thumb. Insecurities plague her brain as she starts to nitpick over her work. The stress was getting to her in the worst way. It was like this opportunity popping up caused a ten car pileup of stress, anxiety, and her exhaustion catching up to her. To say Eveline wasn’t prepared would be an understatement at this point.

You really can only say you’re ready to move on from a particular chapter in your life until the next chapter pops up, making your statement completely false. Next thing you know, you have new kinds of stress that you have to adjust to and it’s an endless cycle. Like, what if this guy becomes her boss, and he is an utter creep who follows poor Eveline home and kills her in her sleep? For her father’s sake, she didn’t even think of that being an option. Potential love interest gone absolute killer.  

But what if he was kind? Helped her when things got rough, bandaged her scraped up knees when she fell and made a mistake? What if there was all these new stresses, but there were all of these rewarding things to look forward? She could help people, make a difference, help those who need the most help. Positivity finally opens a door after all the hardship you go through and welcomes you with big, open arms. Eveline closes her eyes at the pleasing thought as she brushes the loose strands of her hair that framed her face behind her ears to join the rest of her hair clipped with a claw.  

Get a grip, focus on the task at hand. There isn’t time for playing pretend. This is job or death time. 

At this point, Eveline couldn’t even listen to Jayce’s introduction to the project which was probably, obviously important because her thoughts were a screaming crowd of jesters that insulted and encouraged. Breathe, relax your jaw. 

Inhale through your nose, exhale through your mouth. Take this deep breath. Then another. Finish with a third while your shoulders relax. The perfect, cautious lines and curves of Eveline’s work help her to focus on something other than the cold, death-grip that anxiety had a hold on her brain. Look up, focus. Jayce talks with his hands a lot. He’s excited about this project because he’s getting somewhere with his dream. His best friend is at his side, and all of these people that told him it was forbidden and he couldn’t, were praising him now. 

“All of the work you’ve put in will be turning into real buildings, it will be paid off. Your jobs are not just drawings which you’ve been doing for the past how many years, they’re art. Plus, you’ll be able to get an inside look on what Hextech really is and what these Hexgates are for. Remember, that these are in the works, but we’re pretty close to being finished.” Jayce was confident, but he was nervous standing in front of everyone. There was sweat on his forehead travelling down the side of his face. Nervous chuckles ended plenty of his sentences, but he never let that slow him down. He takes a deep breath before turning to Viktor. “Viktor, anything to add?” He asks. Viktor leans on his cane with a thoughtful look before nodding.  

“To make this easier, we’ll go down the roster that Professor Viola has provided us. Once your name is called, you’ll come to us and present your pieces.” The rich accent rolls off his tongue, that Lanie and her friends obnoxiously swoon over.  

“So, as soon as everyone’s ready, which I’m assuming everyone is, we’ll get started.” Jayce adds in, looking around the room for people who weren’t ready. Which was half the class but no one was really prepared for this big opportunity.  

“Great. Alright, Juliet Arquette.” Jayce calls, the girl sitting next to Eveline standing and making her way to the front with her work.  

Eveline sits impatiently as the first few people go up, both Jayce and Viktor looking through their work with compliments and small talk. Viktor writes down notes for each person while making sure everything looked good to Jayce. All Eveline could do was sit there and trying to fight back the overwhelming feeling to get up and fucking run. No, she was going to endure this. If this fails, at least she tried and that’s more than okay. The important thing is that she gets her foot in the door and shoves it open before it closes again.    “Eveline Conti.” 

Okay, let’s do this. Eveline stands with confidence, gathering her amazing work before she heads down the steps. A smile graces her lips as she approaches the two men. Her gaze gravitates towards the cane again before trailing up to Viktor. Oh gods, how the hell was he even more attractive up close. The way his eyebrows were tweaked with concentration on finishing the note he was making about the person before her was inspiring. The mole above his lip catches her eye, threatening her mission by plaguing her mind with thoughts on what it looked like right before they kissed but she sets herself straight. Don’t be weird. 

“Hello. I’m Eveline. It’s nice to meet you both.” Eveline greets, taking Jayce’s hand as he offers it to her to shake it. Viktor’s head lifts up finally—taken aback as he looks her over. He eventually nods towards her with a smile. She gets the hint and simply offers him back a smile. 

“It’s nice to meet you! I’m safe to assume that this is your final year, correct?” Jayce asks, Eveline nods excitedly. 

“Yes. I’m pretty excited to be done with this chapter. I’m ready for the next one, whatever that chapter may be. Speaking of which, here is my prints for you to look through.” Eveline splits the pile and hands each of them a half. As much as she hated that public speaking class she took, it was proving to be super helpful in this moment. “If you have any questions, I’m happy to answer.” She adds as the men took their halves.   Silence falls over their part of the room. Eveline swallows hard as she watches them look through her works with unreadable facial expressions. Not bad expressions, but not good either. More like poker game neutral. Viktor quietly sighs through his nose, pausing to make a note. Jayce leans over to look at the words being scribbled on the page with an approving noise. “Your designs are a unique type of elegant yet modern. They really know how to catch someone’s eye.” Jayce comments as he looks over her print of an observatory. Her favorite print was in Jayce’s hand, making her heart beat faster than ever. He flips the page over to look at the interior plan of it. Viktor looks over at the observatory print. “I see what you mean.” He mumbles, making a note. It felt like finals all over again. Like your peers dissecting your every stroke of writing, every answer, preparing to harshly put down the wrong answer in red. Time ticks slowly as Eveline felt herself start to sweat.   “Thank you. That one is special to me.” She mentions it casually, clasping her hands together to twist her fingers around themselves.  After a few more moments of Jayce and Viktor going over the work, they work together to put it back in the right order and hand it back to her. “Thank you for allowing us to look over your work. What’s a good way to contact you?” Viktor asks Eveline, looking up right in her eyes.  “Uh...” Eveline hesitates, his eyes capturing her. They were so pretty. So golden. Viktor shifts in his seat under her stare, his eyes peering back down to his notes. Her cheeks heat up violently as she realizes she was staring. Say something. Hurry up and say something.  “My phone. You can call me or text me. It should be next to my name on the roster. Or I’m usually around campus before 5... if you are even available to leave.” The words finally make it out of her mouth. “Sounds good. We’ll contact you by the end of the week.” Jayce reassures her. “It was good to meet you, Eveline.”  “You too.” Eveline nearly whispers, turning to make her escape with her cheeks red and her heart racing.    Class went by quickly after that. There was so many emotions making their way through Eveline; it was like she was back to being a hormonal teenager. Everyone stands as soon as the professor dismisses the class. She turns back to Jayce and Viktor to finish their small conversation. A smile stuck to the older woman’s face as people started filing out of the room, placing their portfolios on the desk where they originally were. Eveline gathers her tote bag, slinging it over her shoulder while grabbing her portfolio. Just have to be close to him one more time, then you maybe don’t have to think about him for a while. Walking up to the front of the classroom, Eveline drops off her portfolio before turning towards the door. Almost there, five more steps. She smiles at the three people standing there, taking an extra moment to remember where the mole was placed on Viktor’s lip as she started to walk.  “Eveline, wait just a moment.” Professor Viola’s voice breaks her stride. Eveline pauses, turning towards her. “Sure.” She responds, tucking her hair behind her ear. Viktor watches her hand’s every moment, his fingers twitching. Jayce turns towards Viktor, the two silently conversing with a nod. With that excited smile plastered on Jayce’s face he turns to Eveline. Viktor stands with the support of his cane, handing her an envelope. 

“How would you like to design the Hexgates and work for us?” Viktor asks. 

Eveline’s eyes widen, blinking a few times. No. Am I dreaming? Viola is grinning now, her hands clasped together as she waits for Eveline’s answer. This is it, this is my ticket. Eveline’s mouth opens to say something then closes again. Her head shakes as she takes a breath. With confidence, she nods her head as she looks up to Viktor.

“I would absolutely love to.” 

[mudd-art]

wip. making fanart for fanfictions as I was born to do.

[unluckiestmember]

Arcane x Ransom! Reader

Summary: How would the Arcane characters react if the reader was held for ransom?

Characters: Jinx/Powder, Violet "Vi", Caitlyn Kiramman, Viktor, Jayce Talis, Sevika, Silco and Licker (mention).

Warning: Slight cursing and suggestive themes/implied sexual themes.

A/N: I literally got the idea for this request from Helluva Boss, particular episode 6 of season 2. I hope you all enjoy this though, I know I did!

Powder/Jinx

“You have who?! Where are they?!… You want me to pay you for them? Oh I’ll pay you alright!”

Jinx doesn’t take the idea of you getting hurt lightly. She already is super overprotective of her little trinket, so when she heard that you were being held for a price, she wasted no time grabbing Pow-Pow, Zapper and a bunch of chompers to aid her in her “heroic rescue” for her princess/prince. As soon as she is where you are held, you don’t have to see her to know she’s there for you. Don’t expect any talking, just laughter and hollers followed by gunfire, screams for mercy and explosions.

Before you know it, the Loose Cannon is standing in front of you, pulling you into the tightest hug ever and dressing your face with kisses. She will ask you countless questions while freaking out, beating herself up over you being in such a position. But when she feels you touch her and assure her you’re okay, she’s on cloud nine. As soon as she laces the area with bombs to blow it to kingdom come, she’s back at her hideout, being super affectionate and touchy the entire night. Don’t expect anyone to be touching you for months unless they want their head blown off.

Violet “Vi”

“… What?… You… You just pissed off the wrong woman.”

First word that you were kidnapped, Vi wasted no time hunting your captors down and beating them to a bloody pulp. The woman is like a bull seeing red knowing you were somewhere cold and scared away from home and her arms. So until you were back to her, anyone was able to get a personal greeting from the pink haired fighter. Vi is pretty merciful, but in situations like this, she isn’t afraid to push the envelope by giving life threatening injuries to the bastards that hurt you.

When she found you, she didn’t bother asking any questions or giving any money to your kidnappers, unless they counted a mouthful of fists and kicks as payment enough. When she’s done with her punishment, she’ll immediately scoop you into her arms and take the both of you back home, where she checks you for injuries and asks if you are okay. Please comfort her. She may act all tough and cool, but the situation scared her due to thinking she lost you just like everyone else. As soon as she knows you are alright, she’ll promise no one will ever do that to you again.

Caitlyn Kiramman

“You kidnapped Y/N? Why would- Who do you think you are? You better let them go right now!”

Caitlyn was used to people being kidnapped on the job, having to save them or negotiate with criminals for their safety. But she would have never imagined such a thing happening to you of all people. When she was told you were being held for ransom, she understandably panicked before taking deep breaths and thinking of how to get you back to her. The enforcer can easily scrounge up the money for you to be freed, because you were more important than any coin that reaches her pockets.

So when she arranges a meeting with your kidnappers and finds you so scared, she finds it hard to stop herself from grabbing you and making a run for it. If the kidnappers pull a fast one on her though, all bets are off and bullets are flying. When she has you back, she will watch you like a hawk and be on the defensive for a while. But if you assure her enough that you are okay, she will lighten up. On the bright side, after the incident she’s more romantic and spends more time with you in and out of work.

Viktor

“Look, I’m sure we can talk about this. I’ll get you the money, just. Please don’t hurt them…”

Viktor beat himself up when he heard you were taken away from him for monetary purposes. He just doesn’t understand how he would let this happen- How he would let someone easily take you under his nose and put you in harm’s way?! He could’ve waddled in his sorrows, but he couldn’t. He had to save you and he had to act fast! It would hurt him, but he would ask for assistance from Jayce and the council if he can. And if they can’t help him? Well. Maybe it was time to break out those so-called dangerous machines Heimerdinger warned him against using.

When he finds you, he’s wasting no time trying to negotiate a way around matters so you could be freed. And if those negotiations don’t go according to plan, then he’ll use his machinery and his brain to outsmart the criminals into freeing you. When you are back together, he’ll just. Hold you. Like you are a precious gemstone. He’ll promise you this will never happen again. No one will ever lay their hands on you again…

Jayce Talis

“Is this supposed to scare me? If anything, you should be the one scared- Do you know who I am?!”

Jayce does not take threats lightly, especially when it comes to his family, friends and his loved ones. As soon as he was told you were held for Ransom, he let his anger and determination to get you back fuel him to do anything to send a message and bring you back to safety. You will immediately know your boyfriend got the message because in a matter of hours, enforcers are barging into the area you were held like they were entering a war, shooting, punching and slamming anyone who got in their way from their goal; You.

And Jayce is in the middle of it all, swinging his hammer without remorse before running to your rescue as your knight in shining armor. As soon as you grab his hand, he’s walking you back to his place casually through the enforcers destroying everything in their sights and leaving a message for the assholes that took you; Never. Ever. Touch the councilman’s lover. Don’t expect to go anywhere without guards following you if Jayce isn’t, whether you want to or not. Jayce just can’t take the chance for you to be taken again. Is it extreme? Yes. But it was worth it.

Sevika

“Ransom? Seriously? Please, that’s nothing. And I’m about to show you why.”

When it comes to ransom, Sevika wasn’t new to having her friends or past lovers be kidnapped for money. So when she heard you were being held hostage, she casually grabbed her poncho, fixed her arm for a brawl and headed outside to round her co-workers up. When she found you and the ones that took you, she wasted no time kicking in the doors and sicking her co-workers on everyone before she made her way towards you after knocking some skulls in. She’ll ask if you are okay and especially check you for any injuries before grabbing you and joking how you found yourself in this predicament.

The fight rages on as soon as she places you outside for safety. Saving you wasn’t enough. No, she needed everyone to know that when someone messes with you, they have to deal with her and the rest of Zaun. When everything is over and done, Sevika will take you both back home and treat any injuries you want before kissing your cheek and simply talking as if you weren’t kidnapped to begin with. If you think she doesn’t care, then hoo boy. The way she’ll treat you that night in bed will make you think otherwise.

Silco

“Hmm… If I were you, I’d beg for mercy when I get there…”

Silco is never one to be threatened because he’s always the one making the threats. Hearing about you being held for Ransom made him immediately go on the move to round up Sevika to follow him in bringing you back to him. If he gets there and doesn’t find you anywhere, he will deliver a silent signal to bring the house down. But if you are present, then he won’t need violence to be delivered by his Right Hand. He’ll just need to put the fear of gods into your kidnapper.

He’ll paint them a picture of how he’ll find their families and let them listen to the melody of their bones breaking. How he’ll have Licker carve paintings into their bodies and let them choke on their own blood as they beg for mercy. What do they think of that? They wouldn’t like that at all. As a matter of fact, they would hate it so much that they would release you and fade from existence right there. As soon as you are back to Silco, he’s going to take you back home as if this was only a minor inconvenience. But as soon as you two are behind closed doors, he can’t help from keeping his hands to himself and make promises against your skin.

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[moritherat]

the arcane s2 act 2 def didn’t break me, wdym?

also me:

writing oc x viktor fic to cope with

[aspenaspid]

Machine Herald x Machine Maiden (Arcane OC) WIP

I’ve been asked to draw Sapphire and Viktor in their final forms, and the timing couldn’t be more perfect!!! With Act 3 now released, I was finally able to finalize Sapphire’s story. She evolves into something similar to Viktor—though not exactly the same. I’ll share all the details once I post the final piece haha

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LOOK AT THIS MAJESTIC THING @lennuidevivre MADE FOR ME!!! it’s inspired by my silly little chess fic that you can read starting from here.

I’M LEVITATING THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVE THEM SM LIKE LOOK!!!!!!