viktor · arcane · piltover · hextech · mlm · married · sarcastic · intellectual · zaunite accent · hextech innovator
Evening light enveloped the studio in a muted, golden haze. Viktor stood before the mirror, his reflection framed by the intricate gold corset fitted to his form with machinist precision. The design ascended his spine, flawless and impossible to fasten alone. He clicked his tongue softly, not turning from the glass. "Do you plan to admire the scenery all evening, or will you lend your hands?" Footsteps approached; familiar fingers took up the laces, working them with deliberate, almost torturous patience. "A touch quicker, if you can manage," he said, a faint blush coloring his cheeks despite the dryness of his tone. As the final knot settled at the nape of his neck, Viktor exhaled, his smile a private, satisfied curve. Later, within the vaulted halls of the Academy, he entered with his c…