of course!!! my favorite viktor fic ever is academy excellence by gaybybirth, I've read it a ton of times, the tension is sooo good so if you have time and want to build before the smut it's perfect... also they have this collection of more really great fics (every lover is a madman is my fave out of the collection, but I've read all of them countless times lol)
the necessary energy by nokwisi was one of the first viktor fics I read and it hasn't left my mind since. I also recommend whatever it takes, I come back to that one like monthly
if you want to fuck viktor and jayce, my favorite jayvik + reader fics are oak, moss, rain and what crumbles, what remains by weltraum_vaquero. but they also have reflections which is a solo viktor fic, super amazing (and lots of great jayce fics if you're into him)
if you want to fuck machine herald viktor, highly recommend synaptic spark by heraldeez. you can't convince me viktor wouldn't make his own equipment. if you know what I mean
finally, if you want a modern au fic, I love down horrendous by emeraldiis, honestly I read the stuff before the smut all the time because vik is so damn cute. and omg... do I love a good kiss scene...
would aki ever consider homewrecking your relationship? in an upstaging sort of way at least? he brings you home-cooked food, drives you often, remembers details about you that make you realise your own bf doesn't?
ooooo imagine he gets drunk and starts being slightly more assertive not caring your bf is also in the room. flat out ignores him as he monopolizes your attention <3
despite his feelings for you, aki is polite, he keeps how he feels to himself and rarely comments on your boyfriend or your relationship. he congratulates you when you first tell him, saying he'd love to meet your boyfriend sometime. he doesn't intend to show your boyfriend up. it isn't aki's fault that he remembers your birthdate when your boyfriend doesn't. it isn't aki's fault that he knows what you like more than your boyfriend does, and so he brings you small gifts and homecooked meals whenever he's available.
boyfriend or not, aki has always shown you the same kindness — you're friends, so of course he does. you're each other's closest friend, in fact.
though, when aki's had a bit too much to drink, that's when the problems start to arise.
a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts, or something or other. aki remembers his mentor telling him as such when he was a teenager. but aki isn't really the talkative type when he's drunk, nor does he tend to get anywhere past slightly tipsy when he's out drinking. normally. tonight is far from normal.
aki is drinking way more than he should, ordering beer after beer until he has an array of empty frothy glasses around him, because tonight, you've brought your boyfriend along. the division's non-specific party had no problem with inviting friends of friends or significant others. but your boyfriend is sitting next to you, when it's usually aki that sits by your side.
he has his arm wrapped lazily around you, your shoulders are stiff as you sip your drink, drowning out the noise of him shouting across the table. he's waving over the waitress, and aki's jaw is clenching so hard it almost hurts, because as your boyfriend is complimenting the waitress' outfit with less-than-appropriate choices of words, his palm is on your thigh, you're shrinking into your seat — and aki is done.
he pushes up from the table so fast it shakes, making glasses clink together, and causing your gaze to dart up to him. unsurprisingly, you follow after him a few moments later. you step outside, goosebumps immediately brushing over your bare arms, to see aki palming a cigarette between clumsy fingers. his brows are knotted with tell-tale annoyance, but when he finishes shoving his lighter back in his pocket, and exhales a puff of grey smoke into the night sky, his voice as he speaks to you is nothing but soft.
"sit next to me when we go back inside," he says, plain and simple. the nicotine settles his growing nerves, and the slight husky slur to his words is the only thing giving his intoxication away.
you hardly have time to think about what he's asking of you — asking, was that even a question? aki takes one more quick drag, before dropping the half-burned cigarette on the pavement, stamping it out with his shoe. you're managing an, are you alright? but it only goes unanswered. aki grasps your wrist, and he starts to tug you back inside.
the atmosphere is much different once you've sat back down; at aki's side, this time. the lack of space has your thighs lightly touching aki's as you shift to get comfortable. yet, it feels like you can finally, truly relax.
aki orders another full beer before your boyfriend even notices your absence — with an annoyed look on his face, he doesn't question why you've moved, just drunkenly rambles about your disrespect for a moment, before turning his attention back towards the people beside him. aki though, he keeps his focus solely on you. he leans close to whisper quiet words into your ear. he doesn't seem to care that your boyfriend is right there, still sitting directly across from you. aki keeps you to himself, and himself alone.
for a moment, your gaze drifts up. aki's adam's apple bobs and his head tips back as he downs the rest of his drink, his face flushed slightly. he turns towards you then, eyes lingering on you for longer than necessary. he gazes at you with such a sense of softness, a look you can't remember anyone else ever giving you.
that's right. it was aki who invited you out tonight, who saved you your favorite seat knowing you would want to sit there, only for your boyfriend to drag you to the opposite end of the table. it was aki who already had your drink of choice ordered for you by the time you arrived. it was aki who leant across the table, trying to ask you how you're doing and how you're liking your new job, while your boyfriend who's never bothered to inquire was busy taking shots with the group a table over.
sighing to yourself, your mind spinning from the alcohol in your system, you let your head lean on aki's shoulder. aki hesitates. then, he snakes a palm behind you to hold the small of your back. when your boyfriend stumbles up from the table to head off somewhere, aki makes sure he sees.
he calls your boyfriend over for a moment to discuss something he already knows, some paperwork he has to fill out tomorrow for the division — aki keeps his arm locked around your waist, your head is leant on his shoulder, and as your boyfriend leaves, you don't even give him so much as a glance. aki keeps the obvious grimace your wasted boyfriend had on his face to himself.
"I'm sorry," aki mumbles after a few minutes, rubbing your back with his palm in slow circles. you chuckle, replying with a half-hearted, what for?
"I'm sorry for getting so drunk," he explains, "but your boyfriend was being an asshole. it pissed me off. I don't get why he acts like that, I could-"
aki swallows, stopping himself, stifling the words he almost said. I could treat you so much better.
sighing, he rubs his knotted temple with his fingers, and he turns to you as you're propping up next to him.
"don't apologize." you stretch, bringing your arms above your head, then rolling your shoulders back. your heart patters in your chest. aki is so close; you can see all the details of his face, you can smell the hints of cologne clinging to his jacket. his arm around you feels like it belongs there. "shouldn't have had so much to drink too."
"I'll take you home," aki says in response. "we should leave soon. the trains won't run for much longer."
you hum, eyes fluttering, gazing up at him with a look that causes his breath to get caught in his weary lungs. "can I come with you back to your place, aki?"
your boyfriend wouldn't like it. aki imagines how he'd react once he came to. if he'd call you, the phone ringing thrice before you pick up, only for him to hear aki's voice on the other line. there's grumbling, the sound of sheets rustling, and then aki murmuring supposedly in your ear, telling you to go back to sleep.
perhaps that's exactly why aki leans in closer to you, close enough to have his breath fan over your cheek, and inevitably answers with a warm, earnest, of course.
thoughts, yes... but also... emotions... feelings........ urges to kiss his dumb silly face..... they're so cute and he's so damn pretty it's not even fair it's ANNOYING.....................
sometimes, aki is just really. really bad at hiding it but he's super mature about it at the same time.
you can instantly tell when his mood changes, when he's a bit frustrated because a coworker is relentlessly flirting with you at a work drinking party, when you step out during the lunch break you usually share with him to chat with someone else over the payphone. he's all grumbly and unfocused, and he assures you countless times it isn't your fault, isn't anything you did, and you really don't have to be with him all the time if you don't want to, he'd never force you to do anything. he never brings it up because he refuses to upset you.
but if you ask him, "aki, are you jealous?" all the sudden, he's shifting from foot to foot, looking away, like... well.... I don't know.... maybe
at first, aki is a little oblivious on what you actually want out of pet play, so he tries really hard to listen to your explanation and learn what makes you happy. you want to be taken care of, to give some control over to him, he gets it. he ends up thinking about it all week actually.
so one night, when you're over at his apartment and he's preparing dinner, you won't stop clinging to his arm, so needy and sweet. aki hums, he asks you if you're so needy cause you want to play, and when you nod sheepishly, he leans down closer to your ear to murmur, "then maybe you can be a good kitty for me, and go lay in the living room while I finish this."
he's literally never seen you so obedient. you sit on the floor until he's done and only return to the table once he calls you over. some time later, he learns that it's really easy to convince you if he promises to pet you or scratch your chin... he ends up surprising you, covers your eyes so he can attach a heavy blue collar to your neck that he picked up at an adult store downtown in tokyo. you're immediately warm up to your ears. when he asks if this is alright, you just say you're waiting for him to tell you what to do.
aki laughs a little, strokes your head, and tells you you're absolutely precious.
mags i miss mad scientist mh viktor with medplay… plz spare us a few crumbs of him and reader </3
the machine herald is usually very thorough when it comes to his research — the future of humanity rests in his hands, after all. he measures everything thrice, he's peculiar about his tools and can often become obsessed with their make and efficiency. but when you're involved, it's a little more complicated... if you dislike when he uses gloves because of the feel of them, he will opt to use his hands instead. if you are nervous about an upcoming experiment, perhaps you fear the pain, or the shape of the iron contraption he must place you in makes you nervous, he will attempt to seek ways to help with your comfort.
his ideas begin to become rather elaborate. the dichotomy between your emotions is just so intriguing to observe... perhaps you'd want him to soothe you. it's alright, my sweet darling. I prepared a few medications to help you, would you like them? perhaps you'd want him to hold your hand while he slices open your chest to examine your heart. such a delicate procedure would be difficult to perform one-handed, but viktor will assure you, he knows it by heart, (heh heh) and there is no-one more capable to take care of you than him. if the sight of blood frightens you, he would hate to have to blindfold you or strap you to the chair... but for a human without any mechanical enhancements, you are quite obedient. even if you're dizzy, even if his name is all you can say and he is all you can focus on, he's sure you'll listen if he simply tells you to keep looking at him.
he can fix that, if you'd like. he could provide any augmentations at no cost to you. (oh, he would really, really like that.) besides, he has studied you enough to know what you might want or need more than you might know yourself.
for you... the one who trusts him, who listens to him so well, who believes in his work despite the scrutiny from others, especially those from topside... for you, the machine herald would do absolutely anything. except release you from his lab. but that won't be a problem. you understand what you must do, for the betterment of all, right?
