NEW SEASON IF BLACK BUTLER??

IK I WRITE ABOUT ARCANE ISH BUT ABT TO GO BACK TO MY ROOTS

Scenario: Feeling alone but Viktor isn’t there to comfort you this time.

Viktor x NB! Reader

Word count: 634

Warnings: Angst, rambling, description of abandonment-ish, no happy ending just hurting, not proof read

Loneliness .

lonely.

alone.

You.

You are alone.

Waiting.

You've been waiting.

Waiting for who?

Viktor.

Why wait for someone when you know the outcome of every conversation about the loneliness. Why do you let it get this bad? You didn't mean for it to get this bad. You hate the way your mouth becomes stitched shut once you want to become vulnerable. When you thought you were being vulnerable, you have many more walls you didn't know you had. You know why you're alone. But being alone is what you're afraid of. What's that saying again? You attract what you fear? Is it true then? I’m attracting the loneliness I so desperately want to escape? But my escape was Viktor. Where's Viktor?

You look around the darkened room. When did it get so dark? You get up from the desk and look at the ticking clock. Almost midnight again. Again. Again. Again. Again.

You slap the clock onto the floor. You never liked that clock anyway. You closed your notebook filled with what reminds you of him.

Viktor, him, your partner. Where was he again? Oh right the lab, only other place he'd be.

Gathering your things you look around the space you two live in together. The small corners on the tables and stands dulled from the constant dumping and rubbing against. The room where personalities collide into harmony and a beautiful story. Except it's just you. Alone. Should you go to him? No, let him come to you.

Stubbornness.

It's what's driving you two apart.

Viktors fear of inadequacy rising, being unnoticed, un spoken and causing a tremble.

Your fear of being alone, not being able to rely on those you trust. More trembles.

Trembling becomes violent.

Clashing. Yelling. Words never meant to be said to the one you love. Mistake.

Was it a mistake? No you were right he's wrong. Viktor acts like a no it all so just this once can he be wrong…?

But he's not, he knows you. You're hiding from him again when you're right in front of him. You promised to let him know when things got bad again but in the wrong way. He knows now but it came out too snarky, too aggressive, too misunderstood. Festering.

God why can't you just let him in. Why can't you just let yourself in? Stubbornness?… no wrong word again. You are afraid.

Afraid of what you are not a child cowering in a bed, trembling because of the darkness and your eyes tricking you into seeing something scary. But you are trembling while standing at the door making an illusion of something you know is not true. Viktor understands now, you talked. Talked? No, it was yelling. He is right. You’re pulling away and fulfilling the same thoughts you two share.

You’re inadequate for each other .

Lies.

Lies.

Loneliness.

“Viktor please I’m sorry…” you heaved with such sadness that sounds like regret, unwillingness?

“Y/n?” You look up like a puppy in trouble. Hesitation is clear to Viktor.

“Look Viktor… I’m sorry, my words hurt and I’m so sorry. I felt alone again and scared. Scared about how you’re knowing more and more about me. Too many things that make me vulnerable…” That's good! You’re getting good words out. He understands, hopefully.

“I just have a hard time putting my feelings into words. I don’t want to lose you but I am. I am and I hate seeing it happen and don’t know how to fix it!.”

You finally make eye contact again.

Void.

Void of emotion.

Void of life.

This is why you bit your tongue. This is why you sat like a dog loyal to an owner who doesn’t care. No words. No movement. Not anything. This isn’t Viktor.

This is the Machine Harold.

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5 Acts of Love♡

Ft. Viktor

Viktor x GN! Reader

Warnings: none.

Word count: 1k

Part 1: Physical touch

It has been a stressful week for you and Viktor. Him with his endless experiments both in and out of work, along with piling up paperwork he seemed to neglect. You are helping him with said experiments and being Heimerdinger’s assistant on top of that! You two were juggling so much that you both haven't been able to see each other. Yes you two may live together but arriving home at different times with one always being asleep, it seemed impossible to have down time between you two. The stress had peaked when Jayce noticed that you two had stayed in the lab for 3-4 days straight. He immediately told Heimerdinger that he needs to give you a few days off to rest fully, he did the same with Viktor as well. Though neither of your brains seemed to take the word “break”, very well. Jayce went to check on you and Viktor to see if you two were actually resting only to discover that neither of you have. The eye bags had been worse than ever! Jayce had himself and Sky remove all projects and experiments from the shared home despite you and Viktor moaning in protest but your bodies were too exhausted to actually cause a halt in their removal. After a few hours, Jayce and Sky had finished their removal now it was just you two awkwardly sitting on the couch. Not knowing what to do with yourselves, you just sat in silence. Your eyes peaked at Viktor from the corner of your eye only to see him looking at you, quickly glancing away only to hear a snicker from Viktor,

“We are acting like awkward teenagers on their first date” his comment had broken a smile onto your face.

“Well we haven't really spent time with one another outside of work for…” you tried mentally counting but ultimately gave up, “a while…'' Then you hear Viktor sigh.

“I know it's been very long since we have actually done something with one another.”

Silence once again fills the room, your eyes looking around the room then you spot something, your eyes light up like a shooting star. The expression is not going unnoticed of course. Viktor then follows your movement as you turn on the record player and music begins to fill the room with a soft tune. He follows you with his eyes, the ones that you have fallen in love with. You walk closer to him and lay down on the couch and stare at him. The warm smile that fills his chest with warmth, the kind of warmth you only feel with someone you love. Your movements broke him out of his daze as your arms were opened wide for him, he knew the signal and it was for him to lay down. He did just that, he got comfortable in your awaiting arms. He placed his ear over your heart so he can listen to the rhythm he loves to fall asleep to. He closed his eyes as he placed a hand around your torso to keep your body closer to him. Both your legs intertwined with one another and your body's heat seeped into his making him sleepy. After a few minutes he felt your fingers glide through his hair, oh how he loved it when you scratched his scalp and played with his hair. Feeling your fingers press into his scalp and drag gentle lines, he gently moaned at the feeling. Viktor also felt the way your chest expressed laughter at his sounds but he could care less. In the moment you consumed all of his senses, your hands running through his hair, your scent filling his nose while he dug his face deeper into your neck (accompanied with a small giggle from you as he knew that place was sensitive), the way your heart beat. He wanted to be surrounded by you and only you, you are the most valuable thing in his life. So moments like these are what he cherished the most. He felt your other hand move from his shoulder to his leg and began to massage it. After a while he felt you move which woke him up as he had started falling asleep in your arms. You kissed his hair line then his forehead and then gently kissed his lips. The way your lips had both fitted each other in a perfect way, the softness of yours against his own, your taste, it wasn't frantic like when something was wrong. It wasn’t filled with lust like when you two were having sex. It wasn't quick and light like when it would be a fleeting kiss before work, no it was gentle and slow. This kiss embodied the love you two had for one another, the pure feelings you two felt for one another. Breaking away from the kiss he looked up at you with adoration, how had he been so lucky with you? All his dreams were about you, all his thoughts were about you, his senses filled with nothing but you. He sighs happily as you kiss him again in the same way, his heart beats faster but he smiles happily while kissing. You feel him smile which makes you smile in turn, then you laugh. Your laugh is contagious as it makes him laugh as well, the purest feeling of love was there. It will always be there in silence around others but by yourselves? It was so pungent that it could make people melt with joy. You shift so you're more comfortable but Viktor still has the ability to hear your heartbeat. You just held him closer to your chest as he held you just as tender and close as you. He feels your fingers thread into his hair once again and gently scratch his scalp. Sending him into a hypnotic state that lets his exhaustion take over.

I also got back into marvel si i may or may not write a few things

I have ideas for a fic and its a series i wanna name it 5 acts of love with vik, ill release them slowly 😁

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U guys can give me requests cause sometimes i be running out of ideas 😫🤭

Scenario: Your heater broke and decided to go to Viktor

Viktor x Nb! Reader

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: none

Note: this was suppose to be a long ass fic but i wrote it a while ago so im changing the title

Rapid knocking surprised Viktor. It was 2 in the morning who would be knocking at his door so early. To answer no one because Jayce sleeps so early and Sky shouldn’t know where he lived. He gets up tiredly from his desk and goes over to his door. He opens it and looks at who would be there and it was Y/n.

“Y/n?!”

They had been looking away from Viktor and had turned their head to look up at him.

“H-hey Vik…”

“What are you doing here??”

He looked at them more and saw they were shivering as well as being soaked. Had it been storming?

“M-my heater broke in the m-middle of the storm and thought I could come over but now that im thinking about it-it was a dumb idea”

“Yes incredibly dumb but if I were to send you back Jayce would murder me.”

He lets them inside. His apartment was fairly warm as he himself is a very cold person and can not keep body heat very well. He hears them sigh in relief with how warm his home is.

“Let me get you a towel”

He leaves to get them a towel and places it on the top of their head.

“I’ll also get you spare clothes, but first why would you walk to my place, we live very far apart?”

“Well I have only been here once before and didn’t realize truly how far it was till half way. You’re the only person I know who was awake at this time anyway. Hope I was not interrupting anything important”

“Not really I was just going over my notes.”

“Where is your bathroom?”

“Oh it’s inside my room, you can look through my things to find something comfortable to sleep in”

“Thanks Vik”

He watches you go to his room and he stands there dumbfounded. Out of all people he did not expect you to show up. You were Jayce’s ex but both of you ended on good terms so you were always at the lab. You would always help around and Jayce had made you get an assistant form since you were around so much. So technically you were also his coworker and not just his best friend’s ex. He had spaced out and walked to his bedroom momentarily forgetting you were there. He began to change and walked into the bathroom to see you shirtless. He yelps and covers his eyes, only to hear you laugh.

“Vik, I have the shirt on now. You can open your eyes”

He takes his hand away and looks at you with a light blush.

“Now that you’re here though, do you have a spare toothbrush?”

He nods and points to the bottom cabinets of the sink. He watches you get the toothbrush and then look up at him from the kneeling position.

“Nice bunny slippers”

“They are comfortable and keep my feet warm”

He huffs while you continue to tease him playfully. The both of you brush your teeth, then stand at the end of the bed.

“I’ll sleep on the couch” You both say simultaneously.

“I can’t take your bed Viktor, you already let me into your home and gave me clothes to use.”

“Well you are my guest so I insist you take it.”

“But wouldn’t it be better for your back if you laid in your very comfortable looking bed?”

“That’s why I got an equally comfy couch since my desk is by it.”

“Very smart but you should still lay in your own bed.”

You both end up just trying to convince the other to take the bed for 10 minutes until Viktor suggests you both just share the bed.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, my bedroom is the warmest and also keeps in the heat but if we share a space then more body heat/warmth for the both of us.”

“Alright then.”

It was a little awkward laying down. He had been very stiff while laying there and he knows that you noticed.

“I don’t bite Vik, you can scoot closer”

He was practically on the edge of the bed and scooted in a bit closer. He heard you huff in annoyance. Hearing the sheets ruffle and move he half expected you to turn away or maybe even move to the couch since he was being fairly awkward. Instead he feels your arms wrap around his waist and pull him much closer to yourself resulting in him becoming the little spoon. He’s glad all the lights are off as he was blushing. He goes to say something only to hear your soft breaths hit the back of his neck signally you were asleep. He tried moving their arms but it resulted in them holding him closer. He lays there thinking about his predicament. The whole situation did not hit him till now. If he was being honest with himself, he had a crush on them. He was trying to ignore his growing feelings for them but it had not worked. He had hoped that Y/n had not noticed. When he saw you coming around the lab more, he was more than happy. It took a while for the two of you to warm up to one another but after that awkward stage you and him were very good friends. All his thinking had made him drowsy and he had fallen asleep before he knew it.

The next morning Viktor had woken up before Y/n. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and yawned. He felt a weight on his chest and he looked down to see you laying on his chest. He had forgotten you were there, in bed, with him. He begins to mentally freak out as he attempts to gently lay you on the bed and escape from your arms. Except his attempts had woken you up instead. He watched you slowly wake up and look around then both your eyes locked. You gave him the warmest smile that had him melting.

“Morning Vik”

The sleepiness that had coated your voice had his heart beating faster than ever. How had he been so calm the night before?

“Morning”

He feels you get up off him and sit at the edge of the bed. Viktor was looking at you, the way his clothes had hung from your body. The way that both of your scents had mingled into one. You had always smelt of something sweet, like fresh honey from its nest. Or the smell of freshly baked bread. He was intoxicated off of your scent. He always wondered what you thought his scent was. He hadn’t realized he dozed off again until he felt you gently wake him up. Viktor groans in protest but eventually opens his eyes, only to meet with a plate of food. He didn’t even know he had all the ingredients for this to even be made.

“I’m heading back now so they can fix my heater as well as make sure there were no leaks. Thanks for letting me stay for the night Vik you’re the best”

He smiles as he watches you place his clothes to the side and leave. Now that he knows what it felt like to have you lying beside him, he wanted you to always be with him. He tasted the coffee half expecting it to taste bad but you made it just right? It was as if he made it himself…had you paid that much attention for small details? He swallows thickly…he does not know how much longer these feelings can stay down until they shoot out like bile from his stomach.

I swear im working on somethin 😭 its like kinda done jus need to revise snd shi 🤭🫶

To add to this i also fucked up my finger so it will be hard typing 🥲

I’m not dead, well I am but jus taking sum time to decompress from school 🤭

I’m not dead, well I am but jus taking sum time to decompress from school 🤭

free from school at last 🫶🫶 I can sleep peacefully but I will be working on a request and a fic idea I thought of while I was half asleep 🧍‍♂️

Finals r kicking my ass rn 🥲 But second to last day 🫶

can I request a viktor x reader, where they’re the one to disintegrate not Sky. Leaving behind a necklace.

He also held feelings towards them so maybe he secretly wears the necklace under his clothes. 😭

Scenario: You die instead of Sky.

Viktor x Nb!Reader

Word count: 1k

Warnings: Major Spoilers for Episode 8, Major character death, angst, description of dying, crying

shit… shit shit shit

What was he going to do? This wasn’t meant to happen. He didn't know what would happen. Why were you there? Couldn’t you have not cared about him being absent for one night? This is All his fault. He remembers you telling him not to go too far with the thing. The greed of staying alive took over as he ignored the concerns. Bile began to rise in his throat.

What has he done? The sobs are ripping through his body as he stares at what remains. The cries echo and bounce off the empty walls of the laboratory. Hunched over holding what was left as his tears mixed with what had been on the floor. What was he supposed to do? He can’t breathe as he gasps for air and it mixes in with his sobbing. Choking on the air he was so greedy to take and do anything for in his time of need. Humans will always be filled with sin and nothing can change the nature of humans. The tingle in his teeth, the thumping of his heart, the shake in his body, the tears of pain and anger. He should have listened to you. Is this the price to pay for his fallacies? Was this the outcome he wanted? As his cries simmered in the silence he looked around the lab. The twinkle of the chain in the night was so precious to his eyes. He lunges towards it as if it was a fleeting star in the night sky. He holds it with both hands as if it were a flame on the wisps of being blown out. The coldness of the chain bit at his now overheated skin. Gnawing at his mind at what he had just committed to the one he held dearest. The one he swore to hold close and to protect with what life he had left. He was so incredibly stupid. He got what he wanted, to extend his life, to test his new subject. The subject he picked was just not fit for the reasons he needed. He had too much to lose. His delusion of doing the things he previously couldn’t do had overridden reality. He dreamt of not being a liability to you. Yet he knew you had never seen him as such. In the dark ocean of defeat and illusions you showed him they were just that, illusions. Illusions that had been created by his mind to trick, to ploy against his progression of greatness. He holds the necklace that used to adorn your neck and decorate your collarbone as if it were a precious jewel in a museum to gaze at. It was precious to him, the skin of the neck that protected the jugular vein that could cause a fatal event. The human body is so fragile yet so loved by many. Why had he hated him so? Why had he hated the very thing he imagined you worshiping? His fantasies that fueled the very illusions that are driving him to insanity. The necklace he slowly chains around his own neck. The bile returns with double the force. Does he have the right to wear the accessory when he was the reason you were not living and breathing no more in his presence? No one could ever rejoice in the soft pleasure you brang in the rooms you entered. He will not feel the warmth of your voice or the joy of your eyes ever again. No no no no no, what has he done?

Anger refills the place of grief and regret. He stands with the coldness of the necklace gnawing at his skin like wild wolves fighting for food. It burns to wear the evidence of the one he loved. His eyes burning with rage as he stares at the hex core. The hex core destroyed everything. The soft humming of the cube now fills the void of emptiness of the room. It was as if it was nervous, an uncertainty in its life. He stumbles closer to the radiating purple monstrosity. Foul, disgusting, revolting, sickening, nauseating, atrocious… his mind can continue to call the cube names and it continues to hum and shiver. His wrath takes over his mind as he picks up the chair and holds it high above his head. He stares at it. It seems afraid. Why was it afraid? It was a predator who had just feasted upon unwilling prey and it was afraid? He must be going insane giving it sentient connotations. What is going on? The longer he stares at it the more his wrath simmers in the cold night. It was his creation. How could he destroy it? It took him most of his life to get this far and for it to all come crashing down because of it taking another life? It had taken a life more valuable than anything he could have or ever be offered. Yet he stares at the purple radiant glow and falters. Their sacrifice was in vain to understand magic more. The internal battle proceeds as he doesn’t know what to do with the cube. The seconds feel like minutes and the imaginary minutes feel like hours. His eyes narrow as his breathing picks up and he heaves out each breath. He puts the chair down. He can’t destroy his own work. Nothing can change his pursuit of science. He needs to survive. He wants to survive.

I got a fic in the works don’t worry jus school gotta hold on me rn since it’s getting closer to finals week 😭😭