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my delusions made manifest. i could not tell you why this scenario kept repeating in my brain, but iāve freed it so. I think they could be existential together šāāļø
I enjoy the mental imagery of Vindicta teaching Victor how to braid her hair. Two technically dead beings acting so soft with one another.
A gentleness unlike any other, delicate and meticulous is Victor's every move, as if she's made out of glass.
Vindicta would be hoping for him to not be so tense, it's not a matter of life and death, he's simply learning how to braid her hair. And yet he's so focused, sporting such a serious expression that she can't help but laugh.
A red flush would envelop Victor's cheeks and ears, thinking he messed up-- fumbling and apologizing.
Vindicta would need a moment to recollect her composure and apologize for laughing, he was doing great. She just couldn't help but laugh at how determined he seemed. By the time she'd finish explaining so would Victor be done, the fruits of his labor blossomed into a lovely braid with a nicely tied bow at the end to top it off.
Victor, in return, would ask if she could help patch up his stich work. A process that's meant to be gruesome and uncomfortable is being performed with such skill and precision you'd think she was dancing. The act of stitching back together a man made of mangled corpses was made to look like an art form and felt like a love letter. Every suture she put in felt like a tender kiss.
Both of them would be mostly silent, but not in an awkward way, it'd be a peaceful silence, comforting. Only being broken by Vindicta asking him if he was holding up alright or if something needed to be tighter. That silence would be a thing they'd both enjoy and often bask in.
Others may only know of their icy exterior and cold personality, but with each other, they experience a warmth that's to be envied. A comfort neither of them expected to feel again, or ever.
Deadlock voicelines are truly without eqal
Dropping my Deadlock WIP in the middle of the night
Victorito
hi im back
some smart cookies might realise that his arm stitch is lower than is should be and in fact has no other stitches on his body well im cooking something up but I'll show it one day
MORE DEADLOCKS + victor that i rlly locked in for
ASMR | Deadlock - Victor x Listener SFW Rescued By A Reanimated Corpse And Bonding Over Pain
[M4A] [First Meeting] [Injured Listener] [Listener has chronic pain] [A little flirting] [Touch starved Victor]
You put a Frankenstein Creature in a game and I'm going to be weak for him.
. [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.]
Their love language isā¦.(part 2) bebop/ victor/ lady Geist/ drifter /Mirage.
Tw: none! Aside from drifter being drifterā¦
Bebop (gift giving)
§ he strikes me a sentimental crow.
§ giving you little trinkets that reminds him of you became subconscious habit.
§ ones that are actually useful for day to day life and ones he finds pretty alike.
§ he rarely explains why either.
§ ājust thought about you is all.ā Is usually his only answer.
§ because he truly doesnāt have one other than that.
§ his sweet mechanical heart is simply infatuated with you.
§ and if you give him something back, rest assured that your gift will forever be taken care of.
§ he will be showing it to miss Shelly.
Victor. (Quality time)
§ to his woe, he knows he has all the time in the world.
§ but you donāt.
§ at first he tried his damn hardest to keep you at arms length.
§ but in the end, you slowly but surely wormed your way into his (?) heart.
§ leaving him to wrestle with feelings and dilemmas he would rather not deal with.
§ were his feelings his own or the desires of his sewn parts? How could you possibly fall in love with a man who needed to reattached himself every now and then? Was your love even genuine or were you simply infatuated with what he was?
§ he wished he could ask you these questions, but whenever you were near, it feels like the storm in his head goes calm for once.
§ that peace and quiet you brought with you made it hard for him to leave your side.
§ so you might be stuck with him for a whileā¦
§ for indefinitely actuallyā¦
Lady geist (physical touch.)
§ she likes to to inspect you like fine jewels.
§ every spot, freckle, hair, has already been noted in the back of her mind.
§ at first it was envy, veiled so thoroughly you never caught a glimpse of it as she softly ran her hands through you hair and gently tracing the edges of your jaw.
§ hoping those ālovingā touches would still keep you oblivious to her end plan with you.
§ but then she began noticing how you carried yourself. How your youth wasnāt the reason you were who you were.
§ you began to grow on her the more she tolerated you, that envy slowly melting into endearment. To her dismay.
§ but unfortunately she is still far from perfect.
§ just like how your goods were noted by her, so were your imperfections.
§ in fact, she voiced those more because she believed thatās the only to āimproveā you.
§ maybe because deep down she still had envy in her heart, but sheād compromise by claiming:
§ āitās for your own goodā
Drifter (acts of āservice.ā)
§ you poor soul, you never asked for this.
§ every time you mention someone being the source of your discomfort, this man practically salivates at the thought of enacting what he thought was ājustā in his own twisted way.
§ and heād do so in the most inhumane way possible.
§ heād grow bolder and bolder, taking out people youāve barely even interacted with.
§ testing when youāll finally break with each innocent soul he claims.
§ why? Because he took great pleasure in your distress, hell he revelled on it.
§ but he disguised it as care, as concern.
§ āDey got what dey deserve dear, aināt use crying ova someone soā¦.insignificantā
§ heād lightly comfort you with a faux almost taunting frown as he has you in his arms, a mockery of an action he never bothered to learn how to do. his ātrophiesā decorating your living space.
§ in his mind heās making you stronger, the less you care about others the better you get.
§ maybe even one day youāll be just like him.
§ but this man isnāt doing you a service, oh no. Itās a favour.
§ one heāll make sure you pay back very soon.
Mirage. (Words of affirmation.)
§ this man does not shy away from speaking his mind, and is well spoken while doing so.
§ that includes telling you that you look āout of a masterās paintingā
§ to him, his words are mere observations, so why are you hiding your radiant face away from him?
§ he doesnāt even say them like compliments, they are statements.
§ heās quite opinionated as well if you were to disagree.
§ like heāll genuinely give you a well articulated answer for how your bashfulness is completely unwarranted.
§ but heāll easy down a bit if it becomes too much or if there is someone else around.
§ but letās say you grow more comfortable with his words.
§ heād unfortunately be more specific, likeā¦almost scary specific when he knows for a fact that youāre comfortable.
§ because truth be told, he was holding back the whole time and if it were up to him, he can talk about you for hours.
Wigglypaint is pretty fun! Did a bunch of pieces from my current multiplayer game obsession. I drew the Graves one on my crappy project laptop!
That one image of the guy standing up in a crowd . I do hope that Victorā s fears are proven true and the truth of his creation is actually based in something terrible . His fears that he was made as a serial killerā s living trophy and that he was carved from people still alive, I hope they are proven true . And yes Victor has to keep living after this fact he cannot kill himself and he cannot isolate until he vanishes . Regardless he would be pained by the truth of his creation āļøbut what if the fears are confirmed
Victor from Deadlock
By: me
Victor deadlock
dating headcanons - victor
šA melancholy soul who mostly keeps to himself, Victor comes off as broody and mysterious around other people. However, all it really takes is some basic human decency and empathy to get through to him.
šUnsurprisingly, Victor is quite possibly the most touch starved man on the planet. It's not hard to imagine that he's never really experienced the comforting touch of another person. But once he's experienced it, he never wants to let go of that feeling ever again; he'll even beg for more if it comes down to it. His sheer size and stature makes it so his hugs are crushing, but in all the best ways.
I CANT TAKE IT ANY LONGER ..!!
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You / Canāt / Kill me.
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