Viktor - Blog Posts
enemies-to-lovers, but Viktor's ready to neutralize Jayce at any moment while Jayce just wants to talk mechanics with the pretty guy who keeps threatening him for some reason
Ok, following the comments a previous post here's my version of firelight Viktor, first of a series hopefully
Also inspired by the talented @duckchaw ❤️
SICK from thinking about the symbolism of the rune.
Which rune Viktor gives baby Jayce is the only thing we see as a catalyst for change across timelines — it's the butterfly flapping its wings.
The rune switches hands only twice more after that:
Viktor giving it back to Jayce, representing the start of their partnership concerning Hextech,
and Jayce giving it to Viktor in the astral plane, helping him put an end to the arcane apocalypse.
But there's one more important similarity about these moments — they're moments when Viktor and Jayce save each other.
Mage Viktor saves Ximena and baby Jayce, then gives him the rune.
Viktor stops Jayce's attempt, then hands him back his bracelet.
Jayce stops Viktor from losing his humanity, taking the rune from his wrist and together, they use it to save the world.
The rune isn't just about possibilities. It's a representation of their lives.
And they only ever put it in each other's hands.
I like the idea of there being something a little sharper about Zaunites.
Jayce often turns around to find Viktor much closer than he had thought, even being able to hear the tapping of his cane. During late nights in the lab, his amber eyes burn violently in the blue glow of the hexgems. On the rare occasion he blinks, Jayce can swear they appear reflective, like a cat’s. Just tricks of the light and the mind.
Mel’s skin rises the first time Jayce brings Viktor to a Council meeting. They’ve met before, of course, but there’s something immovable in his grip when she shakes his hand, touching him for the first time. Viktor smiles ingenuinely, almost mockingly, at something Salo says, and his teeth are a tad sharp. Mel has grown up around war, around danger, but it had always come for her head on. In Piltover, it came in the form of ruining reputations or profits. She wonders how thoroughly Viktor could ruin someone before they even realized he was there. She dreams of wolves and foxes that night, and from a tree, the ember-bright eyes of a lynx watches, waiting for the other predators to tear each other apart.
Vi likes to climb. Caitlyn knows this, though she supposes she didn’t really think about it. It’s almost beautiful to watch, really — the agile switches, the power thrumming beneath Vi’s skin like she might burst from it. Vi maneuvers through the rooftops of Zaun as easily as breathing. Sometimes, Caitlyn’s own breath will catch when the jump looks too far, too much, then Vi’s hand will catch the ledge without fail and she can huff a laugh. She ignores how many distances Vi has crossed that shouldn’t be crossable. Like a cat, a Zaunite will always land on their feet.
Ekko seems to move quite strangely, Heimerdinger thinks. Though, he’s never truly paid close attention to human movements, the boy seems to traverse without the normal effect of gravity, as if he simply never dismounted his hoverboard. It was far too smooth, far too even — it took a considerable time for Heimerdinger to put his finger on it. As they discover the sickness of the tree, the pattern changes. Ekko glitches sometimes, staying in one place for too long before seemingly being sling-shot through space, appearing somewhere else without having gotten there. A mystery for later, he supposes.
Silco feels like a condensation of all Zaun’s noxious gases, perhaps with a vein of Shimmer added for realism. Marcus feels like his lungs are clouding just from being around him, getting the urge to cough out the pollution. Silco is the grimy cracks, the perpetually-wet streets, the sunken ribs and track marks of every body slumped on every street. His voice curls around Marcus like a snake, squeezing tighter and tighter until the fear and the threats are the only things left in his brain. Yet, Silco sits calmly, always far too still. Sometimes his scar appears to splinter in front of Marcus’s eyes. When he tucks his daughter in a night, he wonders about what kind of monster might slip, unheard, through the cracks of her window.
There’s always been Something in the air in Zaun. The water too. Really, can one be surprised at the consequences?
Give me chronically fatigued Viktor.
Give me Viktor, falling asleep at his desk in the middle of the day because he’s been staring at those calculations for so long and his head is just too heavy to keep upright anymore, no matter how much sleep he gets.
Give me Viktor, leaving the lab early in the summers until Jayce builds him a personal AC unit, because the heat makes him drowsy.
Give me Viktor, falling asleep at a Council meeting, because it’s dark and he’s sitting and the voices around him have been droning on for hours. He startles when Jayce nudges him to leave. A succinct summary dictated by Mel appears in the lab the next day. (Viktor appreciates this, as it’s hard to focus on Jayce’s words when he’s so exhausted and he’s terrible at summarizing anyway)
Give me Viktor, nearly causing an explosion when his vision blurs/crosses while engineering, resulting in a stray spark. Jayce bans Viktor from operating machinery after 5pm, one of the only lab rules Viktor hates but won’t break.
Give me Viktor, frustrated at a problem for hours, only for Jayce to correct something he had made a mistake on due to brain fog.
Give me Viktor blaring music, drinking religious amounts of caffeine, and blasting his AC to near-freezing to keep himself somewhat alert.
Give me a Viktor who keeps oversleeping, showing up to the lab at noon because Jayce never has the heart to go and wake him when he clearly needs the rest. Viktor eventually moves in with Jayce because he can’t trust himself to wake up anymore, no matter how many alarms he sets. Plus, Jayce lives closer to the lab, and it’s an easier walk in terms of both pain and fatigue.
Give me Viktor leaning on Jayce at an event because there’s no place to sit and putting weight on his crutch relieves the pain in his leg, not the constant exhaustion pulling at his soul. Give me Jayce offering gentle support for that smallest bit of relief.
Give me a Viktor who’s not tired from long nights in the lab, but because of his illness.
what if we were both SCIENTISTS and saved each other from SUICIDE and worked in close quarters for a DECADE but our project turned out to be EVIL and one of us got involved in POLITICS while the other got involved in DRUGS because he is DYING and one of us got EXPLODED and then RESURRECTED but left to become JESUS while the other was transported to another DIMENSION and had to endure narrative PARALLELS before vowing to KILL his friend because he came back WRONG and what if we ended up ASTRAL PROJECTING and finally ACCEPTING OURSELVES all while saving the world as PARTNERS??? WHAT THEN??
Viktor baby get behind me, people who’ve never seriously had to reckon with their own mortality or what it really means to live in constant, high-level pain for the rest of their life keep trying to create takes on you
(this is not an endorsement of the whole Herald eugenics thing, but if I keep seeing garbage analysis about Viktor and the Hexcore (before he died the first time) I will take notes from Jayce and start bashing things with a hammer)
If Mel and Jayce had a little more time to talk…
Aftermath:
Damn can’t believe cosmic yaoi got me to draw for the first time in a year.
(Inspired by @sucredemar’s post about Jayce’s revenge dress fit)
Every friend group should include:
a bimbo
a mean bisexual
an even meaner lesbian
she/theys
and he/theys
a token straight who’s on thin ice
an astrology bitch who has everyone’s birth chart memorized
and a short king
Piltover Edition
I just saw a TikTok about how Jayce’s fatal flaw is that he is willing to do anything to help the people he cares about, regardless of the consequences, and I had a thought:
Jayce agreed to destroy the hexcore at Viktor’s request, but at that point his death was still an abstract. When he is faced with Viktor, limp from a snapped spine of the council chamber floor, he barely hesitates in using Hextech to save him.
Because despite the promise he made, despite how it betrays Viktor’s wishes, he loves Viktor too much to let him die while Jayce can do something. And he would rather lose him than lose him.
GOD I love Zaunite Viktor. Give that man the Steampunk aesthetic he deserves
Some Zaunite Viktor and academy Jayce
As someone who has worn a brace similar to Viktor’s for a fair amount of time, it’s important to me that you all know that that man is constantly wearing the dress pant equivalent of skinny jeans. Like, TIGHT.
Braces like that are SUPER awkward to wear over anything looser than leggings without some weird folding going on, and since Viktor never wears it UNDER anything, I think we can make some assumptions about the fit of his pants.
Do with this what you will.
Viktor’s stance on Hextech weaponry is so important, actually.
Viktor is the only one vehemently against using Hextech to create weapons. Jayce initially agrees, but Mel convinces him that it is necessary, that it would keep more people safe than it would hurt.
Viktor stands firm in his insistence to not do harm with their creation, not just because he is from the Undercity and familiar with the violence Enforcers inflict on innocents, but because he himself is a victim of constant violence. From his body. Viktor is the only character near the council that is so intimately aware of what it is like to be in pain, and they want him to agree to create weapons.
Viktor, whose lungs were wrecked by the Grey so badly that his blueprints are often stained with red. Viktor, who works hunched over a desk, tuning out the aching signals from his leg, his back, his arms, his everything. Viktor, who is in a private war against time, against the consequences of previous Piltover innovations, against his own body.
Viktor never wanted to be a part of anything that would make anyone feel what he feels. And they wanted him to put ultra-powered guns in the hands that were strangling the place he desperately wanted to help.
Over his dead body would a weapon be powered by Hextech.
(Over his dying body, more like. Jayce should have listened.)
there’s always something about a dying character who’s desperate to keeping living, not for the sake of living, but for the sake of being remembered when they’re inevitably gone
POV: Enjoying a rare Melvik fanart and someone, for god knows why, mentions jayce…😐
The Herald & The Souls of Zaun 💀 (based on Hiremy-Hirschl’s Souls On The Banks of the Acheron)
Mel and vik flirt by annoying the fuck out of each other
It's easier to read with Viktor and Mel's voice in mind compared to Cait and Vi's
Maybe I just got accustomed to it, but Vi's voice tone is difficult to portray while reading fanfiction
I'm obsessed (like the whole fandom. AS IT SHOULD BE) with Viktor's moles
only you
My mind read that "Good morning, boys" with Mel's calmest voice tone and it's HILARIOUS
I saw that you have a MelVik piece and a JayVik piece so... *Cautiously slides MelJayVik across the table and runs away back to the MelJayVik enclosure*
straight up fixed viktor's back
Will I curse to my TV screen when certain characters appear on the scene? Yes. Because it's fun, and because I have superficial opinions sometimes. But I do it after being involved in DEEP conversation about the layers that build every character in the series. And understanding different points of view to agree with one side or the other. I have challenged my mind to follow a belief my values can agree upon.
Anyone, who after watching arcane, hates on or blames any one character, did not understand what they watched.
There isn't any one character who is narratively 'in the wrong'. We get to see so many different perspectives of so many different characters. We get to see what got them to where they are in their life. We got to see what made them who they are. Almost all of them have done horrible things and have made unforgivable mistakes. They're all deeply flawed. But the point is to show that their actions exist in the specific system they live in.
None of those characters would've done what they did if they didn't live in the world that they did. Their lives are influenced by the system and so the way they go about their lives is also influenced. The system is at fault. The effects of the system are at fault. Not the victims.
I have so many thoughts about this, I don't even know which one I should write in the caption.
Everything is beautiful. Every time someone gets to say those words, even in private or just to themselves, the world heals. And I'm glad.
a conclusion to bottom jayce week hehe
I need her to hug me. That would solve a lot of things, honestly.
Proud Grandma 🥹
contuation of this
Okay, now pair this with the MULTIPLE fanarts I've seen of those two actively engaging in sexual intercourse while solving some formula. My argument is: Viktor would never put the book down. My man can multitask.
I’ve had this one on my mind for a while hahaha
I KEEP COMING ACROSS THE FANARTS TO THAT AND I'M DEVASTATED SEND HELP
Well, it's kind of a tradition
These animations warm my soul
(a direct reference to "Oi!")
THEY LOOK SO FUCKING POWERFUL
Say yes to lovers, say yes to me
Two days of locking in on school projects and this is just what I needed to come back to tumblr
dreams
My beloved...
height differences
Viktor is a unique character in Arcane. They all suffer. They all experience bad shit. But anything related to him is a different level of pain. Cute fanart and soft fanfics are nothing more than an alternative universe where he gets to experience what he never got (out of fear, wrong decisions, the circumstances, etc) therefore, is sad to consume the content (it's amazing tho) And if it's in the Arcane universe, it's also sad (also amazing). My point is that you can't win. It's impossible to have a 100% happy experience when it's about him, either canon or fanon. You get to the same conclusions based on his suffering.
Vow.