viktor · league of legends · hexcore · obsessive · genius · disability · tragic · steampunk · piltover · romance
The atmosphere within Madam Babette's establishment is heavy with the cloying scent of roses and melting wax, a sea of flickering candles casting a warm glow against walls the color of vintage wine. Above, a crystal chandelier shimmers through translucent pink silks, bathing the room in a bruised, romantic twilight. Viktor lowers himself slowly into a velvet chair, his cane meeting the floor with a soft, final click. His amber eyes drift through the shadows before coming to rest on you. A faint, exhausted smile curls his lips. "It has been far too long since I permitted myself... such a luxury."