#i want to riot

[50c14lly4nx10u5]

sucks that my favourite pokemon line is unpopular. and character. hard to find shit with em

[umilily]

My villain origin story is “shipping to US only”

[mylfcjournal]

Well said.

[useless-englandfacts]

uk journalists having to report through gritted teeth that there were no riots last night as thousands of anti-racist protesters significantly outnumbered the racist rioters across the country

[glassrunner]

"That which inspires us to our greatest good... is also the cause of our greatest evil."

VIKTOR, THE MACHINE HERALD | ARCANE S02E06

[kaidenchii]

intertwined, sewn together

[redrum-alice]

"What a shame, you always had such beautiful hair..."

"You must be so tired...my little flower."

[WIP!!!]

[ayzaart]

unavoidable (sound on)

[pluggedintosaverockandroll]

I finally "finished" my battle vest!

[bringbackmaes14]

NOOOOOOOOOO I GOT MY FIRST B AND THERE WAS ONLY TWO WEEKS LEFT IN THE SEMESTER

[thepixelatedbunny]

The biggest disappointment for me in arcane s2 is probably the fact that we never saw the reactions to the events. We never really see the ramifications of the shows events outside what we saw.

How did Ambessa react to Mel getting kidnapped?

How did Piltover react to Caitlyn's dictator internship and th Noxian's soft takeover?

How did they react when their Man of Progress disappeared for 3-6 months?

What we're exactly the effects of the grey on Zaun? They never really showed it other than the notes on the Kiramman archives?

Where are the Firelights?

What were the ramifications of I don't know...Bringing someone back from the dead??

What were everyone's reaction to this dude suddenly shows up a a Jesus figure that can heal all illness with seemingly no (visible) strings attached? How everyone in the commune suddenly changed personalities?

[hexcrystals]

3000 - three thousand - anti-racist counter protestors forming a barrier around the beacon centre in newcastle, holding signs saying ‘geordies are of all colours’.

£12,000 raised by a local resident in hartlepool who wanted to show appreciation to the mosque after it was targeted.

sunderland residents joining a mass clean up after the riots, many wearing safc football shirts as they swept up broken glass and helped board up broken windows.

hundreds of people gathering in middlesbrough at 7 in the morning and bringing cleaning equipment to share so they could put the town back how it should be.

white people standing shoulder to shoulder with their neighbours of colour, vicars and rabbis and imams standing together to condemn the violence, folks offering to walk people of colour home or accompany them on public transport if they feel unsafe alone.

this is what working class northern england looks like. this is who we are. racists and fascists are not welcome here. they do not define us.

the riots are terrible. the people participating in them are scum. but do not write off my entire community as ‘stupid racist northeners in shitty post industrial towns’ when we are doing all we can and proving that that could not be further from the truth

[fandomluver-101]

All the hate, making Arcane canon lore is the WORST thing to ever happen and I'm genuinely pissed every time I contemplating playing LOL (and not just because I'm always stuck playing Jungle).

Viktor the Machine Herald is an unhinged evilutionary mad scientist who is less "unrepentant evil" and more "pro human transhuman who means well." His fixation on saving people from suffering and pushing forward human evolution is legit why he becomes "evil" and yet he does in fact do a lot of good in Zaun (like making working in factories SAFE - and yes, that's a big deal). Dude gets CONSENT, ignores the cult that worships him, and saved way more people than he condemned (because Zaun sucks).

Viktor, Herald of the Arcane, isn't nearly as unhinged and that was fine by me when he wasn't canon. However, he is SO removed from Zaun that it's easy to forget he's from there. He has no interest in human evolution, just in saving himself. And then we get the "evolution" and he needs HELP FROM SINGED!? He makes his cult?

Og Viktor fixed his own damn problems, he is self-made LITERALLY. Arcane Viktor just gets magic from the hexcore and he doesn't build things, it just HAPPENS. The hexcore evolves him, nothing of his own will and actions! Arcane Viktor is legit a generic mage.

"This is deliberate, glorious evolution" vs "Eh, glorious evolution just happens"

It isn't a "rework," it's a "retcon" and I freaking HATE it. Arcane Viktor should've been a legendary SKIN and nothing else.

Like, Arcane Jinx (season 1) as canon would make sense, same with Vi (season 1) and maybe even Caitlyn (season 2 because the beach party skin "likes to shoot people").

But LoL Viktor and Arcane Viktor legit have one thing in common - their names.

Besides that, Viktor didn't NEED a rework! Give him a visual update and move his story forward, rework Blitzcrank, work with the OG lore instead of ruining it all. Arcane being canon legit ERASES Blitzcrank from existence alongside all of Viktor's influence in Zaun. Glorious evolution legit SAVED LIVES! Bring back my Viktor!

[asgardian--angels]

my god bbno$ just got invited to riot hq because of the jayvik livestream either they're gonna tap him for jayvik marketing ideas or christian linke himself is gonna take him out back and shoot him

[sweetieviktor]

viktor x librarian! reader (headcanons + tiny scenarios) part 1

summary: how you've meet each other, when you feel in love and your first exchange of "i love you"s.

content warning: just tooth rotting fluff and cuteness between those two. :D

author notes: i know that sooo many people writed this same idea but i can't help it, it's just so cute and so good to write!! when i was writing, the words came almost instantly and gods, i love to write fluff so much!! oh, and today, when i was re-reading this with my friend i was thinking the whole time "damn i love him" ((and i was awoken until 3am yesterday trying to finish this one but i feel sleep and couldn't end it, but i finished it this morning and now, at night time, im posting in here! anyways, hope you guys like it. :) (there is more of this concept if you want to see it too! heres the link for part 2!)

» the moment the doors hang open, you turn to see who it is, and as you do so, the whole world stops.

» the prettiest man you've ever seen in your life just came into the library you work in. literally, the prettiest man.

» the way his fluffy hair falls around his face and his curious eyes keep looking at everything, scanning all corners of the room, every little thing he can, shining whenever he sees something he likes.

» and his boyish little smile, barely showing his teeth, that he was giving while talking to a furry someone just by his side.

“oh hi, dear friend!” waving, heimerdinger spoke, walking with tiny, fast steps in your direction, pausing when he was close to you. meanwhile the boy beside him was walking a little slower, his cane thudding softly against the floor.

he stopped near the yordle and looked at your face, giving a polite smile, offering to you his non-occupied hand, and you shaked it, giving him a smile of yours. “i’m viktor, heimerdinger's assistant. he said you could help me with some resources i might need, and i would very much appreciate any help your books could provide.”

“i hope you don't mind him coming here to do some researches, friend. he may come here often!” the yordle laughed, looking between the two of you and then walking away.

“ehhh.. so, do you have any books about-”

» basically, this is how you and viktor knew each other, through a friend in common. and, from this day on, he came to the library more and more often.

» at first, he just showed up, asked for a book you could provide and got out of the establishment. then, he tried to strike up a small talk with you whenever he was waiting for you to look up said books. now, he just straight up rants about any experiment he may be doing at the time.

» and if you're genuinely interested in his rant, he could go for hours just explaining every little detail to you, and he would love every second of it.

» because now he is a regular, you just analyze what he is up to in the most recent days and choose some books that might be useful to him, putting them in the drawer, below the reception desk. and when this happened for the first time he was almost flustered, because you cared enough to look up, sort and search for things that he didn't even asked for.

when you heard the door swing open, you looked at it's direction, smiling as you realized who it was. “hey, viktor! welcome again!” it was the third time this week he got to the library, looking for the same type of books, so you just worked a bit ahead this time. “i don't know if it is exactly what you need but i think that you could use these ones, they have some information you might like.”

“but i still didn't ask for anything..?” he stared at you with a puzzled face, trying to understand why you were giving him those.

“i just think it goes along with your research. also, i wanted to help.” you shrugged, smiling brightly at him.

and maybe this was when he thought for the first time “damn.. i might be in love.”

» after this, he always tried to stay closer to you, to say things you might like, to show you that he cared for you just as much as you cared for him.

» he even brought coffee (he got sweet milk for himself) and pastries for you both to share one day. and this was for sure one of the best excuses to transform a boring afternoon with no clients, into a lazy reading session, this, of course, until a client came and ruined the cutesy atmosphere between the two of you.

» of course he thought about asking you out before, but it was hard. he wasn't used to the feeling of love, of liking someone so deeply like this. so what could he do besides admire you everyday he was in your library? look at you with pure adoration, chuckle lightly whenever you said something that wasn't even that funny, and after it all just show you the most beautiful, bright and in love smile.

» he didn't like to belittle himself, but he really think you would be better with someone that wasn't him. you were so different, yet so alike him, it almost felt like it was meant to be.

» then, in one of his “oh, i will stay here for 15 more minutes and then i'll go home” times (that never lasted 15 minutes, to be honest), it was almost closing time, all of your coworkers were in their homes, no more clients in, simply, not a soul in there. only you both.

» you kept looking in his direction from afar, thinking to yourself how could you get someone so intelligent, so brilliant, so beautiful, so... him. you knew what you wanted, but again, it was hard. and, if saying your feelings out loud was way too scary, writing it all down seemed easier. so, you picked up a pen and a paper, writing in it everything that was inside your chest, your heart. you poured all your feelings into every word that you scribbled down.

» until you heard him packing up his stuff. you started to panic, and now there was only two options, leave the paper as it was and try to act neutral, or try to hide it and look even more nervous? well, there's no time to think! he was already in front of you while your head was spiraling nonstop.

“hey... you are fine? you look stressed.” he examined your face, tilting his head to the side, admiring every little feature of yours. your pretty eyes, your nose, your kissable lips...

“yes! i'm completely fine, no need to worry!” you put your hands on top of the little confession, smiling anxiously, hoping that he don't notice the sweet words you wrote down just for him.

“oh, what did you got there?” he looked at the paper, then at you, and back to paper. on a common day you would like to have his focus only on you, but it was making you even more nervous now, your stomach was turning itself, your hands were cold and trembling. and when he noticed it, he took your hand in his, and you could feel that he was shaking too. “hey... look,” he took a deep breath, almost like he didn't want to continue, like he was still choosing the right words to say. “i understand that some things we just want to keep them personal, only for ourselves. so, ehh, you don't have to show me what you wrote.”, he said with a nervous smile displayed on his lips, while caressing your knuckles with an almost feather-like touch, too afraid to ruin the moment and lose you right now.

and you didn't want to lose him too. even with your brain telling you that you shouldn't tell him, your heart knew you needed to say it, breaking itself or not. so it was now or never. “well... recently i've been thinking about our friendship, about what it could possibly be, about you.” you averted your gaze to the ground, wishing that you came up with fancier words and a better way to confess to him before it all, but you couldn't turn back now. “honestly i can't stop thinking about you, it's like you consumed every logical thought in my brain, everything that wasn't... you.” finally you looked at his eyes, just to see he already looking at you, eyes finally shining for you, because of you. “i love you, viktor. with everything in me, i really love you.” it seemed so right to say these three little words to him, to let him know how you felt since the first time you've seen him.

“and i love you too.” he came closer to you, still with his hand on yours, but now holding it gently, intertwining your fingers together, pressing quickly his lips in yours, smiling in pure awe, completely lovestruck after it. “i love you more than anything, my little star.”

[knockknockitsnickels]

I think this is one of my favorite lines from the Wraith route because of (imo) how much the meaning changes depending on if you got there via Spectre or Nightmare. For Spectre, it honestly strikes me as a genuine question. Why are you doing this to her? If you're on the Spectre route, you presumably already know the Narrator can't really be trusted, since you had to reject his reward to get here. What are you hoping to gain from continuing to hurt her? For Nightmare, it honestly just makes me sad. As the Shifting Mound describes her, "She desires only companionship, but the only thing she knows is how to hurt." This line feels like a plea from someone who genuinely doesn't understand why you keep rejecting her. She wants to be with you, but she just can't understand how to do that in a way which doesn't hurt you.