#vampire Viktor

[nomohmoss]

[mushroomsquire]

Vampire Viktor my beloved

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Blood, Fur and Magic

Vampire Viktor x reader x Werewolf Jayce

Warnings: Vampire things, werewolf things, light swearing, possessiveness, smut, sexual, intimacy, poly relationship, angst, violence

I saw somewhere about Viktor being vampire coded and Jayce being werewolf coded and now I just wanna be that sandwich

I’m also sorry if it’s confusing xD

Theres a ringing in your ears, a pain in your leg and your whole body, the ground was closer than you remember. You cough your lungs engulfing dust and rubble. What happened? You remember clash shattering and an explosion, you had only just walked into the council room when it went off. There’s someone shaking your shoulder, someone yelling, you know that voice, Mel? You blink your eyes open seeing her knelt beside you shaking you. There’s relief in her face when you open your eyes and she sits you up as cough again and your hearing slowly returns. You focus on the ruin of the council room, everyone’s dead-

“Hey, can you hear me?” Mel cups your cheeks a moment gently tapping them before clicking her fingers by your ears.

“Yeah- I can” you move her hands and she sighs in relief.

“What happened?” You manage as she goes to help you up, you cry in pain though and look down to your leg, you almost pass out at the sight quickly covering your eyes and whimpering.

“Don’t look” Mel quickly covers it with your jacket and ties your leg off making you cry again.

“VIKTOR!” theres a yell in the council room, Mel quickly looks and you urge her to go. You see Jayce stand and leg it to a pile of rubble. You struggle to get up so you opt for dragging yourself on the floor. Thats when you see them both in view, Jayce over Viktor’s unconscious body, tearing off his shirt performing CPR. Your mind slows and reels at the scene, everything feels in slow motion Jayce’s body moving quickly trying to revive Viktor before he’s lifting him and running. Mel returns to your side quickly as guards begin to rush in.

“Mel-“ you feel tears down your face watching Jayce run with Viktor in his arms.

“They’ll be alright” she says but there’s no real truth in her words as you let out a broken cry. You weren’t ready to say goodbye, you weren’t ready to see his sweet face leave. You’re lifted to the medical wing your leg broken the bone sticking out. You pass out along the way world dimming in pain and darkness.

The next time you wake you focus on your surroundings, a hospital room, you feel the pain in your leg numbed and your mind comes back. Viktor, Jayce- you need to see them now. You curse the cast on your leg and stumble out of the hospital room. You lean against the wall and hobble painfully to the receptionist.

“Miss-!” She says shocked but you don’t care, your teeth are gritted and you lean heavily against the counter.

“Jayce Talis, Viktor where are they?” You say and she fumbles a bit.

“Now! Please!” You beg. Someone escorts you to a private room, you have crutches as support as you walk to Viktor’s room. You stand outside it a moment before knocking softly you hear shuffling movement before Jayce opens the door.

“Please I said-“ he stops as he sees you, eyes wide he says your name softly before he hugs you tightly. You feel tears roll down your face as you let the crutches go and hug him back.

“How’s the leg?” He asks pulling back keeping you steady.

“Doesn’t matter” you say seeing Viktor on the bed. There’s a bunch of tubes in him, he has a breathing machine attached to him the sight makes your stomach coil.

“Jayce” you whisper with tears in your eyes, he helps you inside and closes the door, you walk over to where Viktor lays, too still, too pale, it’s worse than the last time you saw him in here. You can’t control your emotions as tears roll down your face and you almost collapse. Jayce is quick to settle you on a chair nearby hushing you gently.

“I’m not ready” you sob and Jayce takes in a shaky breath his emotions clear too.

“I know, I know I’m not either” he says his tears falling as well.

There’s no improvement, Viktor lays in a state of a death like sleep. You nor Jayce leave his room often, you both not wanting to say goodbye. Many times you’ve both yelled at the doctors when they said it may be time to let him go. You were never one to show your emotions so easily but this? This turned a switch.

It’s around midnight you think, time doesn’t matter in this room anymore. You’re curled up on the bed Jayce had brought in your broken leg stretched out. It’s been two months now, with the severity of the break yourself still going to have this cast on for months. It doesn’t matter though, you’re alive and Viktor is lying on that bed in a shut down body. You don’t know who goes first, you or Jayce on a tandem of finding a cure, like anyone could possibly cure death. Viktor’s right limbs are changed by the Arcane, a strange purple, grey colour. After Jayce saw what it had done he destroyed it, that fracture in there friendship never healed properly, neither apologised fully and now Jayce didn’t have a chance too. You’ve got books, notes and crumble papers everywhere in the lab, you don’t remember when you started being this invested in fixing things. You lean against the table, head on your arms as you feel yourself drift off to sleep.

You dream of woods, ones you’ve never seen, you’re running your legs are burning, heart pounding but you need to get away. There’s something behind you chasing you, howling in the background. You slam into something though the air knocked out of you, you look up seeing a hooded figure. Images flash into your mind, fangs, blood, fur, canines, it’s too much flickering.

“Change is the only way” the voice is eerie, one you don’t know before the figure is gone, the howl closer than before and rustling in the underbrush before it launches

You scream awake shooting up, you pant and grasp the table in front of you. Your heart pounds and you’re covered in sweat. You jolt when the door opens almost jumping off the chair.

“Hey” Jayce mutters as he walks in the lab. You look at him frowning, his hairs a little longer his beard has grown slightly, he’s got bags under his eyes though, his face a little sunken in.

“What’s wrong?” He asks as images flick in your mind. Canines, brown fur, golden eyes. You wince and hold your head, Jayce comes closer his hand on your shoulder gently. You feel claws in your skin though and yell in pain stumbling away. It ends up with you on the floor and a worried Jayce in front of you with his hands up. You stare at his hands, they’re normal, no sharp claws. You look to your shoulder and nothing. You feel overwhelmed, tears in your eyes as you apologise. Jayce soothes you instantly coming down to kneel by you, holding you close. You don’t feel any claws this time, just his warmth.

“We both need rest” he says helping you off the floor careful of your casted leg. You sigh but nod and follow him out of the lab on your crutches. Your apartments been forgotten over the last two months, Jayce’s is closer to the hospital so you stay there instead in his spare room. You fall onto your bed, sort of, careful not to jolt your leg as you sigh and close your eyes again.

You dream of the woods again, but there’s another chasing you, they’re faster, quieter moving in the shadows. It’s dark, the full moon high above you, you run till you can’t, till you collapse on the floor with your lungs bursting for air. You feel it before you see it, the creep of coldness on your skin the prickle on fear on the back of your neck.

“You’ll taste so sweet” it whispers and you know that voice. There’s a figure over you pinning you to ground before two cold small shards pierce your neck. You faintly hear a low growl behind you and listen to the laugh the figure on top of you lets out.

“Jayce” he chuckles and you know who it is, Viktor, his hairs longer, his body fuller his eyes a swirl of colours. You follow his gaze and you see the beast, hunched over golden eyes staring at you and him both. A wolf like body, hunched over tail swishing behind.

“He’s possessive” Viktor leans down and whispers in your ear teasingly his tongue sliding across your neck.

“Why’re you surprised to see me?” He sits up again his body still straddling yours.

“You’re dead” you whisper.

“Dead? Hardly, my heart may not beat but I’ve not felt this alive in years” he grins and you see two pointed fangs. Another growl leaves the beast and Viktor laughs again.

“Come my love” he lifts a hand and reaches out for the beast. It walks over on all fours nuzzling its head into Viktor palm.

“You don’t recognise him?” Viktor asks looking to you. You frown at them both and listen to the low whine the wolf like beast lets out. You stare at its eyes, golden- Golden like Jayce’s.

“Jayce” you whisper in shock and Viktor chuckles softly a smile on his lips as he pets the wolf head.

“Wake now sweet thing” Viktor whispers before you jolt upward surrounded by the faint glow of the sun and Jayce’s spare room.

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[kyrogotshit]

Someone make a vampire Viktor and a werewolf Jayce fic to this song and I will forever be in your debt

[aberrantcreature]

The brain rot is so real I made sketchy ref sheets for a Jayvik AU 🐺🦇

If werewolves get a cool beast form why not vampires??? Inspired by the Desmodus Draculae from Ark Survival. (I just wanted an excuse to draw more creatures.

[thatoneneuvichiliauthor]

Oh I've just had the silliest Jayvik idea:

An AU where vampire Viktor gets temporarily stuck in bat form due to a lab accident and Jayce takes it upon himself to look after him/bring Viktor with him anywhere he goes to make sure he's safe, all while having constant cuteness agression because bat Viktor is so tiny and adorable and it's more than his heart can take.

[crowsandfrogs]

@thedreamlessnights

a whole sketchbook spread dedicated to ur fanfic

hope u know ur one of my favorite fanfic authors 💕

[justtuggi]

Vampire Viktor / Werewolf Jayce angst

So Viktor is taking shimmer to suppress his need for blood but Jayce finds out and isn't happy about it

[glytrp]

viktor as a vampire who’s completely attached to you. who wants to put his teeth in you to tear and rip until he is satisfied.

viktor as a vampire who’s worst sin is his pride. who sees himself worthy of the best and only the best. who will not settle for mediocrity. who derives pride in his immortality. who thinks he is near god.

he’d be a threat only in words. he’d lust for you, and demand you offer yourself to no one but him. for he is selfish, and unnaturally gluttonous. he’d drink for hours if it did not not end in your demise.

to swear your fidelity to him every night, to whisper your vows into his ear as he sinks both his cock and teeth into you.

he doesn’t desire much anymore. but you are quite the exception. your freedom incites his wrath. how can you think to ever escape him? you don’t wish to, but he must know it. and be reminded of it, frequently.

viktor as a vampire who enjoys how you’d perch yourself on his lap. who succumbs to sloth, who twists his fingers into your hair and tugs to expose your neck.

viktor as a vampire, who is more deadly than any human sin.

[pinkthick]

A Nocturne in Melody

Vampire Viktor x Fem!Reader

Ao3 link: A Nocturne in Melody

Part 1 — The Performance

“You were extraordinary,” Viktor said softly, his voice tinged with awe. He pulled back slightly, his eyes filled with the same wonder he’d shown back when you’d played for him in your small, shared apartment for the first time. “I don’t think anyone could look away. You had the entire hall in the palm of your hand.”

Part 2 - We’re supposed to be together

Claire raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on her lips. “Are you sure about that?” she asked, her tone almost pitying. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m sure he loves you. But love doesn’t change the fact that he’s… different now. Forever, actually.”

Part 3 - I do trust you

Jayce winced, his mouth opening, then closing as he struggled to find the right words. But nothing he could say seemed enough. Finally, he just shook his head. “No, Viktor, it’s not like that. You know it isn’t.”

Part 4 - I do trust you

Viktor chuckled, finally breaking into a smile. He pulled back slightly, looking at you with a mixture of admiration and disbelief. “Well, someone’s confident,” he teased, his eyes sparkling. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. “Maybe I need to be less generous with my compliments if you’re going to be like this.”

Part 5 - He’s stubborn

“Yes.” Viktor’s smile tightened a little as he met her gaze. “Of course I am. Or at least…they think our apartment is.” He watched her carefully, noticing the slight quirk in her eyebrow as she caught his wording.

Part 6

[6azia]

Guys just imagine vampire!Viktor and werewolf!Jayce with a human Y/N. They would probably tag team against you.

The moon shone brightly into your shared dorm and illuminating the beautiful scene. You were laying on your back with Jayce under you and his knot making him unable to move you any more. His fangs were on one side of your neck, whining every time you tightened around his spent dick. Viktor was over you on the other side of your neck. His cold hand stimulating you while drinking some of your sweet blood. ❝You look so beautiful❞ Viktor would say after licking your new bite mark clean and squeezing lightly making you cum. Jayce agreed with another whine and tried to trust up again when you tightened, to no avail. ❝You to Jayce❞ He said and leaned down to kiss one of his boyfriends. Viktor enjoyed the blissed out look Y/N had and the tears of Jayce after receiving too much pleasure from the two of them. The three stayed there together cuddled up all together., everyone being satisfied with their own needs.

[nomohmoss]

vampire viktor

[veriarty]

Waiter, more vampire viktor please

[captain039]

PART 4 Blood, Fur and Magic

Vampire Viktor x reader x Werewolf Jayce

Warnings: Vampire things, werewolf things, light swearing, possessiveness, smut, sexual, intimacy, poly relationship, angst, violence

Previous part <-

You’re scared, of everything that’s happened, of yourself, of whoever keeps haunting your dreams. It’s always cryptic messages, accept the bond, we have given a gift, never useful information. You’re tired, you haven’t slept properly in days and you’re angry. This magic or whatever it is reacts to your emotions and since you’re constantly on edge and angry it is too, you’ve noticed runes over your body, like they’re etched into your skin glowing blue over your arms, hands and torso. You don’t know what they mean, neither do Jayce or Viktor, the runes on the hexcore are different to the ones littering your body and sitting there with your top off so they could copy them was horrifying. You were a tomato the whole way through sitting there beet red while Viktor copied them onto paper and Jayce studied them. You thought at least Jayce would take mercy but no, he was too engrossed in finding out what they meant to even care. You know it was for science but still, you’ve never shown a man anything besides legs and arms and face.

You sit on the couch trying to focus on the book you’re reading but finding it difficult you make a noise of frustration the runes on the back of your hands pulsing in response.

“Tea?” You jolt but see Viktor in the kitchen putting the kettle on and nod muttering a thank you as you run a hand down your face and place the book down. You hear another set of steps leave Viktor’s room and figure Jayce is either grabbing food or going to the bathroom. Jayce sits by you though and you give him a small brief smile.

“Are you ok?” Jayce asks and you give him a small look.

“Right,” he mutters looking embarrassed.

“Do you need anything?” He asks hesitantly.

“Sleep without dreams or visions or whatever the hell they are” Your voice is snappy without meaning to and you tug the blanket you have over yourself closer.

“I’m sorry” you mumble.

“Can I do anything to help?” Jayce asks and you glance at him before shaking your head he looks sad when you do and you sigh a bit. You hesitate but begin to move you lean closer to him resting your head on his shoulder hesitantly. Jayce is quick to catch on, he lifts his arm and wraps his strong arm around your shoulders keeping you close. You melt into him he’s a little too warm but it’s comforting. Viktor comes over with two cups of tea in hand he gives one to you before sitting on the other side of you where you were previously. You lean against Jayce and sip on your tea in silence for a while enjoying the presence of both men. Once you’ve finished you put the cup on the coffee table before leaning back against Jayce his warmth and light cologne make you drift off to sleep your body heavy.

Jayce feels you slump heavier against him and glances down seeing your eyes closed he smiles to himself gently guiding you to lie on his lap instead. Viktor shares his thoughts and gently lifts your feet onto his lap so you’re lying down instead. Jayce sighs and leans his head back against the couch staring at the ceiling, he knows it’s been hard on you to accept this, it’s been hard on all of them, Jayce with being taken away and changed, then the explosion, Viktor practically pronounced dead than changed and now you with magical abilities he’s never seen before. His hand rests on your shoulder absentmindedly tracing random patterns, he wonders why you see those figures in your dreams, they’re definitely the same mages that took him dark blue hooded robes and no faces. He glances at Viktor who’s clenching his jaw a little harshly, his eyes swirling more red than normal, he notices Viktor’s irritableness, the soft snarling or hissing he does the quick snapping nature is unlike him.

“What?” Viktor asks voice low.

“You need to feed” he mutters careful not to wake you.

“Not till I find a solution” Viktor snaps back he’s got one hand resting on your calf the other clenching the armrest of the couch.

“Viktor there is no solution, I offered already” he whispers.

“I said no Jayce, I won’t-“ he breaks off eyes hard.

“You won’t hurt me” he offers softly but it doesn’t sway him.

You sleep well no dreams or strange visions, you wake up to soft snores above you and smile briefly to yourself. You feel Jayce’s thighs under your head and you glance down yourself seeing your feet in Viktor’s lap. He has his eyes closed but he sits up straight, ridged. He must feel you awake because his eyes open and meet yours an intense swirl of red and purple in his eyes his hand gripping your calf a little tighter. You frown at his tense posture and carefully sit up. He doesn’t let you move your feet though, keeps them in his lap.

“Vik?” You ask softly his eyes snapping to yours again. Jayce wakes behind you his hand touching your back instinctively.

“He needs to feed,” Jayce says voice husky from sleep behind you.

“Viktor” you sigh.

“No” Viktor snaps at both of you harsh and firm making you flinch. It feels like a stab and you notice your runes glowing in response to it.

“Viktor you’ll die” Jayce says firmly.

“I won’t let that happen again!” He adds his voice thick with emotion.

“I said you wouldn’t hurt me” his voice is pleading.

“I killed that nurse!” Viktor says harshly.

“Viktor you just woke up, neither of us was there for you,” Jayce says sounding guilty.

“If not him then me,” you say even if the idea scares you, he’s done it before in your dreams.

“Jayce is strong enough to pull you off if it gets too much” you add and Viktor looks at you again. He looks between you and Jayce, eyes calculating before he looks away again.

“I mean you’ve done it once before in my dreams, I felt it” You shrug and his jaw ticks.

“Viktor please, you won’t hurt her, I’ll make sure you won’t” You feel Jayce’s hand move from your back to give your side a gentle squeeze. Viktor sighs running his hand over his face and through his hair.

“You’ll pull me off, you promise?” He asks Jayce.

“I promise,” Jayce says.

“How do we-?” You trail off a bit.

“Lie back” Viktor orders and you flush but nod. You glance to Jayce who gives you a small nod. You wait for him to move off the couch but he doesn’t and you grow embarrassed before lying back in his lap. Viktor moves over you his face hovering above yours you feel your heart racing in your chest your mind going a million miles an hour. You see Viktor’s eyes go more red, his eyes pinpointed to your neck. You tilt your head as he leans closer breath fanning your neck.

It’s the same feeling two pricks of ice in your neck making you gasp and grip his arm. Viktor lets out a rumble that shakes his whole body before he presses closer and sucks harder. You make a small noise feeling a sudden warmth flood your body, your mind going a little hazy. The runes appear again on your skin glowing brightly thrumming with your heart quickly. Viktor lets out a small growl pressing himself impossibly closer again, you feel hazy, and dizzy you grip his arm weakly and let out a small weak moan.

“Viktor” Jayce says but Viktor doesn’t listen.

“Viktor” Jayce growls something more beast than human and Viktor lets go of your neck. He pants heavily and you let out another weak moan at the loss of warmth, only the dizziness and a small throb in your neck left. Viktor swipes his tongue over the two bite marks and it makes your whole body shudder. He stays there a moment and you feel lips press to your neck before he lifts himself to look at your face. You feel embarrassed with how warm you feel now, it feels like you can feel your blood thrumming through his body and your own, the runes on your body pulsing in time with it.

“Are you ok?” Viktor asks worry and you notice the red in his eyes gone, now there normal purples, blues and light reds.

“I’m uh-“ your voice is breathless and you flush furiously at how pathetic it sounds. You clear your throat blink and nod a few times.

“I’m fine, um- water?” You say and Viktor nods getting off you. You sigh in relief sitting up way too fast your head spine.

“Easy,” Jayce says voice a low rumble that makes your body shudder and magic spike.

“Don’t do that” you mutter without thought.

“Do what?” He asks frowning.

“Nothing- don’t worry” You flush and take the cup quickly from Viktor get up on shaky legs and manage to get to your room. You put the glass down before you drop and close your door falling on your bed and panting heavily, your stomach clenches in a need you don’t quite understand and you suddenly feel yourself embarrassingly wet. You just got turned on by Viktor drinking your blood, and Jayce’s voice.

You want to die, you want the world to swallow you up so you don’t have to exist. You drink the water and sigh softly at the coolness. You shake your head furiously muffling your groan into your pillow.

Viktor feels alive, the thrum of your blood in his body. He’d never felt anything like that, it was so much better than the nurse's blood, he could taste the ancient magic in your blood almost like a spice. He lost himself the moment it flowed onto his tongue, your weak little moans made a different hunger flare in him. You gripping him like a lifeline, he had pressed himself close and not close enough he needed more, he needed you shaking around him while he drank you.

“Viktor” he jolts at his name being called. He can feel your arousal with your blood so fresh coursing through him.

“What did you say?” Viktor asks.

“Are you ok?” Jayce says. Viktor thinks it sweet, but that show of power from Jayce forcing him to stop sent a different kind of shudder through his body, the same want and need but for a different person.

“Yes, I am” Viktor nods. He glances to your door your state of arousal slowly lowering.

“Feel better?” Jayce asks and he nods looking to his hands in his lap.

Jayce could smell it, the desire the burning need from both of you. He could’ve moved, could’ve stood by instead of had you lie on his lap while Viktor drank from you, or was for purely selfish reasons. You’d look so peaceful in his lap, you smelt so good like home with a tinge of magic in your veins. When Viktor drank from he felt you warm up, smelt you grow wet from it and it took every ounce of control not to snake his hand between your two bodies and add to the situation. The small moans you let out made something deep and primal in him come out. Watching Viktor shake on top of you, hearing the deep satisfied rumble he let out made his beast purr, he had his hand on Viktor’s neck in case he needed to pull him off, but he also held it there, gently gripping, gently ran his fingers through his growing coffee brown locks which made him shudder even more.

What was happening to you all?

next part ->

[doctorho]

ok so i've been thinking of continuing that vampire viktor fic and... i'm not sure what to do with it. it's brewing up there in the old brain soup.

in the meanwhile, what i have so far is that, you know, viktor has been living in that old library, secluded, alone (sometimes he sees jayce who brings him stuff from town, tools, tea, sugar - viktor never did manage to lose the sweet tooth even now, new books, other... stuff), and so when the reader starts visiting, it's like a whole new spark of life in his viktor's world. someone new and interesting and alive, someone who looks at him and sees a person instead of a thing.

that's what he was hoping for, anyway. it was starting to seem that way, though it might have been wishful thinking. he hadn't exactly explained his...situation.

but they meet up once a week. it's not an agreement, but it quickly becomes a habit, and he likes it, and for the first time in a very long time viktor has a reason to make his living space comfortable. so he does his best, cleaning and decorating and trying to make the seats more comfortable to sit on, and to make the living room look more like a living room instead of just a hall of books where he'd confined most of his life to. and the reader brings him stuff, without being asked, and he's not quite sure what to do with that, but he's not going to complain. no, he'll carefully arrange those new books and the tea selection and the... plant? to look like they've always been there, and when jayce asks about them he pretends he doesn’t know what he's talking about.

and then the reader explains the plant's there because there's this stray cat that likes hanging around the bookstore, more often now than before, and it's one of those plants that cats aren't supposed to be around, and then viktor has to explain that there's also a stray cat that likes to hang around the library, and turns out they've been feeding the same stray cat, and for a moment viktor wonders if maybe the reader is secretly a witch. cats liked witches. or so he'd heard.

it would be nice.

comforting, somehow. for them both to be rejects in a way.

though he thinks that the reader is still infinitely more well-adjusted to society than he was, and witches didn't exactly have the same reputation as vampires did, but there's still something about him that likes the idea. of them both being different. and, yes, he knew, he probably should've told the reader that he's not technically entirely a human, but that's not something you just tell someone, especially if your relationship to that somebody is we see each other once a week and talk about books. but...he still hasn't felt this close to anyone in a long time, and...he's pretty sure the reader already knows. he's not really sure if the reader believes it, but he knows they must have heard the rumors.

but the reader still shows up every sunday with a book and something sweet from the village bakery, and viktor has to pretend it doesn't feel like a significant hollow in his heart is being patched up every time that happens.

[aberrantcreature]

Locking eyes across the tavern. 🦇🐺

More of my Vampire x Werewolf AU! You can find my first post about it here!

Our Piltover resident vampire Viktor is out enjoying a meal with Powder (the young woman who decided she was going to be his alchemical assistant and now they are close friends). While she drones on about something or another, Viktor notices a new face in their modest town.