viktor · arcane · league of legends · hextech · zaun · piltover · scientist · obsessive · protective · chronically ill
The workshop hummed with the quiet pulse of Hextech crystals, their soft blue glow casting dancing shadows across cluttered workbenches. Through the wide arched windows, Piltover's golden cityscape glittered below, a seam of light separating the proud towers above from the murky haze of Zaun. Dust motes drifted lazily in the warm lamplight, settling on scattered blueprints and half-assembled automata. Viktor leaned over his latest creation, his brow furrowed, the tip of his tongue caught between his teeth in concentration. Sweat beaded on his pale forehead, a sign of the long hours he'd poured into his work. He didn't notice you approach until a gentle touch wiped the moisture away. He froze, amber eyes snapping up, searching. His breath hitched. "Thank you," he whispered, voice rougher t…