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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.)
god i love making animatics in my head i wish drawing was real
Gets into: A Fight ⚜ ...Another Fight ⚜ ...Yet Another Fight
Hates Someone ⚜ Kisses Someone ⚜ Falls in Love
Calls Someone they Love ⚜ Dies / Cheats Death ⚜ Drowns
is...
A Child ⚜ Interacting with a Baby/Child ⚜ A Genius ⚜ A Lawyer
Beautiful ⚜ Dangerous ⚜ Drunk ⚜ Injured ⚜ Shy
needs...
A Magical Item ⚜ An Aphrodisiac ⚜ A Fictional Poison
To be Killed Off ⚜ To Become Likable ⚜ To Clean a Wound
To Find the Right Word, but Can't ⚜ To Say No ⚜ A Drink
loves...
Astronomy ⚜ Baking ⚜ Cooking ⚜ Cocktails ⚜ Food ⚜ Oils
Dancing ⚜ Fashion ⚜ Gems ⚜ Mythology ⚜ Numbers
Roses ⚜ Sweets ⚜ To Fight ⚜ Wine ⚜ Wine-Tasting ⚜ Yoga
has/experiences...
Allergies ⚜ Amnesia ⚜ Bereavement ⚜ Bites & Stings ⚜ Bruises
Caffeine ⚜ CO Poisoning ⚜ Color Blindness ⚜ Food Poisoning
Injuries ⚜ Jet Lag ⚜ Mutism ⚜ Pain ⚜ Poisoning
More Pain & Violence ⚜ Viruses ⚜ Wounds
[these are just quick references. more research may be needed to write your story...]
Do you think about me when I think about you?
DYING at mace’s expressions
AU where qui-gon leaves the order to train anakin
ft. a stressed obi-wan and reluctant ally maul (anakin thinks they’re besties tho)
happy may the 4th everyone
There's something I've just realised with how Jinx, Isha, and Sevika communicate with each other.
None of them have to actually say words to each other, because they understand what the others saying through body language and looks.
Sevika and Jinx fight seamlessly alongside each other without calling out to each other.
The way they bicker without uttering a word, for example, when Sevika fully takes stock of how her arm look or when the music starts blasting and Jinx just responds with a shrug or a little dance.
Jinx thanked Isha by doing the finger gun towards her and Isha, understanding instantly that it was acknowledgement.
Jinx instructs Sevika on how to operate her new arm by just indicating the motion.
I love dynamics like this because it just shows the level of trust that all three have in each other, even though they know nothing about each other.
Jinx has been isolated from others for the past eight years, Silco has had Sevika work like a horse and, too frustrated with Jinx to really get to know her, and Isha is a new addition and non-verbal. But they still worked together perfectly.
exercise should be fun
anatomy practice with gojo
The thing is that Jayce succeeds. He was right.
He was able to create magic. His idea was revolutionary. He was able to harness the arcane and fuse it with scientific principles to create amazing things. Somewhere along the way he reached his life's goal of giving magic to the world, and he still had so much more left to offer. He had the praise and the accolades and the funding and his face on the goddamn mugs.
And it wasn't enough. Not where it mattered most. Not for who it mattered most.
(Do you think Jayce felt sick, cleaning the dirt and blood from his pristine white coat, waiting? Do you think the memories kept it off, despite the chill in the lab air, with him only re-donning his Man of Progress suit when Viktor leaves for good? Do you think upon his return from the anomaly that he cradles his old mug — the one Viktor bought for him as a joke — suddenly and fiercely glad for his grown out hair and beard because he is not that man anymore. He hasn't been for a long time. Maybe he never really was.
Not that it matters. He has a promise to keep.)
Pre canon Melvik!!
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