This time around, Viktor never quite made it to Piltover.
Other rp blog @stillwater-jayce
The blorbos meet
What happened to Viktor?
His parents tried to help him get to the Academy, but before he could successfully sneak in with his stolen uniform, he was nearly caught by an enforcer and decided to go back to his hometown…without the desire to ever go back to topside.
Now he deals in Chemtech, in the heart of Zaun. Picking up odd jobs, helping with augmentations for his own people. Every now and then he does side gigs for a Chembaron or two. Sure, he’s heard of the man of progress—and apparently he’s pretty cute, too—but Hextech won’t save his people.
Although…every now and then, he wonders. If he had been able to sneak into the academy that night. What could have been?
Rules are simple
1. Ask me anything (OC, rp, hcs, etc)
2. NSFW asks are welcome BUT
It doesn’t mean I tolerate harassment
3. Age appropriate questions only
Tags
[X] All asks
[X] Headcanons
[X] Short stories & Drabbles
[X] My art
[X] RPs
Bout the Mun
Mun is 32 (an old coot) and it's important to reiterate there WILL be some nsfw content. As it is impossible to tell, honor system is those do not interact or send asks that are inappropriate for their age.
My other Blorbos
My mainfic is Arcane’s most esteemed rare-pair (I’m totally not biased) Scar and Steb 🦇🐠 I obviously have to plug it in here. Ongoing longfic.
Themes of war, politics, morality, character studies, exploration of differing points of view (aka respecting the characters, their dimensions, and the stories they tell), obviously lurve and some smut. This fic is ALL up in Firelight business 🪲
⟣ nickname(s): V, or Varsa
⟣ zodiac:
⟣ last movie i saw: Synchronic (it was sad 🥲)
⟣ last thing i googled: “lend a hand leave a smile smosh"
⟣ favourite musician: Conor Oberst, Olivia Dean, Mon Rovîa
⟣ song stuck in my head: Soup - Remi Wolf (live studio vers)
⟣ other blogs: @stillwater-jayce @olethrus-arts
⟣ do i get asks: sometimes, but I wouldnt hate getting more👉👈
⟣ amount of sleep: I regularly lose nights of sleep so 0-8
⟣ lucky number: I don't think I have one
⟣ what i’m wearing: pjs
⟣ dream trip: honestly, wherever my friends are 🌼
⟣ favourite food: pasta and sushi (my stomach is bougie, my pockets are not 😔)
⟣ play any instruments: piano, guitar, I sing too!
⟣ languages: English
⟣ favourite songs: saur many! But a couple are Conflict of the Mind by Aurora and Apple Juice by Jessie Reyez
⟣ random fact: one time when i finished a lesson (i was like 11) I was hardcore skipping in the parking lot bc I was SO happy to be out, then I tripped on a pinecone and sprained my ankle so bad it took a week to heal
⟣ describe yourself as aesthetic things: hot black coffee on a rainy day, a half-finished portrait in the backroom, a lazy cat sunbathing on a window sill
tagged: @zaunfree ty for tagging me!
tagging: @scribblemon :3 @fridayincarnate
Write whatever you want. Write that incredibly niche thing that only two other people on earth will get. Write the super indulgent cliche thing that makes you kick your feet giddily. Write the angry rage story that whumps them all and makes people cry.
Whatever it is that YOU want to write. Write it. Because only YOU can.
Have wanted to rewatch Revolutionary Girl Utena for so long since I hadn’t seen it since I was like, 12 and I KNEW there were some serious/badass themes in there that I definitely didn’t understand at that age.
After learning more about episode 33 it makes me want to rewatch it even more, but also just reading about it made my stomach physically sick. Didn’t reblog out of personal choice bc it can be a trigger (it was for me) but here’s the wonderful analysis from @empty-movement
in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.
