#viktor league of legends

[wildknives]

early morning meeting but late night in the lab

[nikyu0]

the voices... of course, I had to make this AU??!

[lucinfernos]

jayce soothing his night terrors with viktor’s asmr because im just projecting all my issues on him atp and because i think viktor's voice is perfect for asmr... he could read me a washing machine manual and i'd fall asleep

[hexhomos]

jayce and his bugs

[plush from here]

[owlanji]

Stars and gears ⚙️✨️

~ Prints ~

[flamboyantjelly]

Idk what I’m doing 👍

[berlogauwu]

my body is on the line now

put the blanket tight now

[hexcrispy]

jayce’s bisexual demon is an interior designer

[honey-pages]

Quick and Quiet - Viktor x Reader

Description -

Quick public sex in a spare room in the lab, possessive Viktor.

1.1k words

F/M. 18+. Smut. NSFW. Dom Viktor. Posessive. Dirty Talk. Creampie.

It was the middle of the afternoon on a weekday, the lab and research centre full swing. You and Viktor had been overseeing some minor work that needed doing but nothing too pressing. It was a regular day, people busying past with arms loaded with paper work, inattentive to the growing sexual tension between the two of you. 

You knew that when you got back to his study, things would unfold. You decide to tease him, its only fair that he has to be just as frustrated as you are. You spot an empty room off to the side of one of the main corridors, and nudge him towards the door as you approach.

Viktor looks at you strangely, questioning what you are doing, before catching on.

He chuckles subtly, “Oh really?”

He pushes the door open with his hand and you both quickly step inside, closing it behind you and manoeuvring out of view. He pins you to the wall, his arms on either side of your head. He leans down to kiss you, moving backwards at the last second to make you kiss at the open air.

“Desperate” He mocks, this time allowing the kiss. 

“Maybe I just want you Vik” You smile up at him

“Right here?”

“Right here”

Viktor’s hand trails down the side of your body, feeling you, weighing up the consequences of getting caught. He stops over your waist, lowering to grope at your underwear through your clothes. He presses at your clit, applying just the right amount to have you reactively grinding at his hand.

“You want me to fuck you here, where anyone could hear us?”

You respond by pulling him back into a kiss. Viktor breaks it, turning you around and pinning your hips to a table. You were only just out of view of the door, too close.

“Quietly”, Viktor purred in your ear. 

“People will see Vik-“

“They’ll hear first”

You feel the length of him rest at the side of your thigh. He presses himself to the back of you. He holds one hand on your hip and the other on the edge of the table he has you pressed against. 

“You say the words, and I stop. Though I can guarantee someone else will hear them first”

“Don’t stop-“

He muffles your mouth with his hand, having heard all he needed. He bends you at the waist, positioning you over the table. Viktor keeps his mouth at your neck, faintly whispering to you, almost inaudible, breathy.

“Keep quiet and take it.”

Viktor slides your trousers down your thighs, allowing them to pool around your knees. He works his fingers under the hem of your underwear, pulling them down. You feel exposed, realising your nakedness and proximity to the door. If someone would look through, you would not be hidden fully. It would be obvious at first sight. They would know exactly what you and Viktor were doing. 

He unzips and manages his trousers and underwear down to his mid thigh. There is a growing warmth as you feel his cock rest against you. He grinds it on you slowly, reminding you of the familiar length and feel. The heat of him in the cold room makes you more aware of the warmth of yourself and how when you shift your weight, you could feel the wetness slide between your thighs. 

“I didn’t realise you so publicly wanted to be my whore, (Y/N)”

You grind back, his cock pressing against you, a little higher and he may just push in. He lines himself up.

“So eager” He nibbles at your ear, the hand covering your mouth spreading to insert a finger between your lips and against your tongue. 

You swirl your tongue over the tip and he grinds forward, thrusting into you to the middle of his length. You moan against his palm.

There are footsteps from outside as people walk further down the corridor, it feels too good to care.

Viktor slowly thrusts in and out of you, though not deeply. You are completely aware of how deep he usually is, how he normally fills you. You groan in frustration, trying to push back, to make him fill you.

He stops moving, you feel his grin against your skin, his teeth against your neck

“If I knew it was this easy to take you, I would have done this years ago. All it takes is a little bit of danger, and listen to the sound you make”

Viktor pulls all the way out, and pushes all the way in, creating a wet slapping sound. You body is betraying you, dripping wetness down your thigh. Viktor removes his hand from your mouth and you make a silent promise to not give away your location. 

His hand replaces at the back of your neck and he pushes you gently down to the table, bent completely over it. He grips at your waist. His thrusts become more rhythmic, the sounds of the two of you become repetitive and he finds a comfortable pace. 

“You feel amazing, (Y/N). This is mine, you understand?”

“Yes, Vik-“ You respond, trying to keep a grip on your sound level.

He is speeding up, the noise must be audible to the outside. He is panting and whimpering, grabbing at the sides of you.

"Mine?”

“Yours”

“You belong-“ He starts, losing himself in the pleasure “-to me”

“Viktor-“

“Shh-“

You feel wetter than previously. The table was rough and sharp at your waist but you didn’t care. You didn’t care about anything, you looked around to the door window - no one was there. Would you really have cared if they were? If they watched the way Viktor fucked you?

Your hands are holding onto the far side of the table, fingers white from the force of his thrusts. He buries a hand in your hair, pulling back your neck, forcing your head upwards, tilting to watch him over your shoulder. 

“You’re mine.” He mumbles as he fucks hard and fast.

“They’ll hear-“ You try to protest, a blush rising.

“Then they’ll hear me cum in you” 

His hips are wild, he’s filling you deeply. He is slowing slightly, becoming more powerful in each swing. You feel him twitch and he begins to unravel.

“You’re-“ He manages, louder than he should have.

On his next thrust, you feel him filling you with thick cum, still grinding and pushing between spasms. He maintains his rhythm, coating the whole length of your insides, fucking it into you. 

“Im yours Viktor” You finish his sentence, barely able to string it together.

The footsteps return, closer, faster. 

You both look wide-eyed pulling up your clothes and fixing your appearances, damp with a sheen of sweat and a manic look. The gravity of what you just did has struck. Viktor is still catching his breath. You feel the mess he has made begin to seep into the fabric of your underwear. 

You both make a quick exit, red faced, heading straight for Viktor’s study.

Tag List - @veru-boom, @gubkkki, @hi-hope-hop-in, @gloriousevolutionz.

[itssaiki]

College Au!!

[iicaru2]

@menacingmonty YOU SENT ME THIS AND ITS HAUNTED ME EVER SINCE

i have nothing to say except i’m coping !

[hexhomos]

Can you explain again how Jayce’s green shirt with the dark red floral print ties back to Viktor? I know outfit design in Arcane is very intentional but I don’t quite see the connection.

Green is the predominant emblem/flag color of Zaun, and Viktor in Arcane is intimately tied up to flower/vegetal themes - particularly as it relates to mutation and subverting one's nature; baby viktor helps singed make shimmer by collecting the mutated purple bulbs that will be fed to rio to keep her alive, adult viktor experiments on plants before experimenting on himself, his 'steel oasis' in s1 is covered in a carpet of leaves that slowly die out as viktor himself becomes more and more ill, Viktor's commune is green and lush and surrounded by bioengineered flora -- and last but not least importantly, when Jayce is stranded in the apocalypse he walks through some of that flora in his road up the hexgates, just to find that at the very apex Viktor keeps a garden thriving around what remains of Jayce's body.

Husk!Jayce himself is something of a flowerpot, in symbiotic unity with those coral/moss/plant strains growing out of him.

The plants are growing out of his shoulders! Just like Jayce's new shirt!!! The predominant colors in both are shades of green/red too! Jayce in ep8 has fully embraced it as part of his identity and mission as Viktor's emissary. They make me feel ill.

[fanartka]

I know that Viktor here is arching over in agony and pain, he is unconscious, all broken, and it was painful for me to see this for the first time and it was bitter even to take screenshots.

But I want to use this as a reference to replace pain with pleasure, because poor Viktor deserves it.

[cammy-mcspammy]

The full comic..

And it will remain uncompleted.. probably.

[cherrylush117]

Please people keep drawing this, god

happy together in an alternate universe