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misfits-of-zaun · 11 days ago

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“You really don’t get it. Do you?”

Jinx almost sounded as tired and fed up as he felt. Maybe he wasn't the only one who'd had a sleepless night over this, then. Albeit probably for very different reasons.

The side of Ekko's mouth twitched infinitesimally; the faint ghost of a wry smirk.

"I could say the same about you," He returned without any real bite, taking advantage of this temporary lull to sweep his gaze over the room for signs of any damage, missing or moved objects that could grant further clues as to her headspace - or indicate any efforts to construct traps.

After all, if Jinx had been effectively trying to pull the pin on all of this, she would have likely been expecting the next set of feet entering her room to belong to her executioner. And whether it genuinely was the outcome she'd decided she wanted or not, Ekko found it impossible to believe she'd accept anyone coming to kill her without putting up one final fight and going out with a - probably literal - bang at least.

The back of his neck prickled as Jinx finally sat up and fixed him with the full weight of her attention. Reflexively, Ekko felt his chin lift upwards and his shoulders shift back a fraction as he met her gaze, emulating the unflinching confidence he so desperately wished he could manifest. At least he had the muscle memory to carry him through.

Keep your shit together.

For a horrible heartbeat, he thought Jinx was going to fly at him again. His stomach tightened; the ache in his chest intensified, like the cruel heel of a palm pressing into a deep bruise.

Then Jinx was up and moving towards the window, making a point of peering out as if to survey the bloodthirsty mob surely waiting for her. She made a sound of scornful disappointment at the obvious lack of an audience, and paced back away again, directing a spinechilling look over her shoulder at him as she went.

Swiftly stomping down on how that made him feel and stuffing it into his bulging box of Things To Deal With Later, Ekko made a point of remaining precisely where he was, and raised a single challenging eyebrow at her.

What, were you expecting me to bring backup? Go fuck yourself. I'm not scared of you.

On the other hand, the concept that he could be about to get forced into a kill-or-be-killed stand-off with what was left of his childhood best friend, purely because being dead with Silco was that much more preferable to Jinx than being alive with him?

Yeah, that fucking terrified him on a deep visceral level.

Don't think about it. Just keep your damn shit together.

“Hmn.”

In an unexpected turn of events, Jinx elected to flop back onto her bunk and stare up at the ceiling with a reticent sort of expression - a disarmingly unthreatening move.

“We both know I don’t wanna do that.”

With anyone else, in any other context, this behaviour would have demonstrated a tacit surrender.

But something about Jinx's expression, about about her tone of voice, about the way that neither of them defused the oppressive tension lingering in the air, just made his stomach curdle in grim anticipation. Ekko couldn't put his finger on why.

He knew better than to question such a strong gut feeling, though.

"Well, it's your choice. I'm not here to make you do stuff you don't wanna do." Admittedly, the choice of words was rather pointed, and there was a note of faintly acidic exasperation seeping through into his voice now.

Don't you dare. Whatever it is you're thinking about, don't you fucking dare.

"Instead of talking about what we already both know, then, are you gonna tell me whatever it is you do wanna be doing? Because you were on such a roll about your thoughts before - you might as well get it all out."

@f1shbonez

Charred Bridge

Ekko splashed some water on his face, and resignedly set about re-applying his face paint. Sunlight was filtering through his window now; he had to face the day and whatever came with it, whether he felt ready or not.

He hadn't slept. He'd spent hours unpicking what had happened. Repeating the memory in his mind over and over, analysing every freeze-frame in his memory, in an effort to glean some new detail he'd missed - as if the key to what to do next was buried somewhere, waiting to be gleaned from the right scrap of information.

Mostly it had felt a lot like going blindly in circles and clutching at empty air.

His friends had tried to help. Eve in particular had been surprisingly diplomatic and compassionate about the whole thing. There had been no "I told you so", or any pressure towards a certain specific decision, in spite of what he knew they were all thinking.

Is this it, then?

The redness was gone from his face now; there was no lasting physical mark, only a little residual tenderness. Just like last time, the real damage from the blow was in the resounding devastation of what it represented.

A lot of the violence Jinx committed was from a distance. Shooting, blowing things up. It was easy to be detached with that kind of distance. A slap was up close and extremely personal. It wasn't her style.

And yet she'd gone for precisely that with him twice now.

He now knew where she'd learned it from - and it made it sting so much worse, that she was trying to hurt him and push him away in the exact way Vi had hurt and rejected her.

I don’t wanna be rescued. I'm Jinx now.

You’re not my family. You’re not! You’re not -!

Ekko shut the glass cabinet above his sink with a little more force than was strictly necessary, and turned away from his reflection. He could fix up his hair and clean up his face to make it look like he hadn't been up all night over this shit, but the real armour he needed was calm, decisive action.

By the time he reached the stairs, that strange, seething feeling started up under his skin again. He felt twitchy, on edge, as he descended the steps on autopilot. He didn't know what he was heading back into. The quiet on the other side of the door told him nothing.

It took a moment to spot her (was not getting immediately attacked a positive sign or not?) But when he did, fhe sight of her triggered a strong gut reaction - a violent swooping sensation in his stomach with a sharp pang, not unlike missing a step on the way down the stairs and then getting impaled with a broken piece of the bannister while trying to regain his balance. A jolt of apprehension and hurt and bitter grief that he had to swallow down, down, down.

You get one shot at this. Make it count.

"...So, are you coming down for breakfast, or are you still feeling like an asshole?"

The query was dryly sardonic, his expression deliberately neutral and bordering on nonchalant. But his eyes were unflinching, shrewdly evaluating.

He made a point of folding his arms and leaning against the doorway, as if this was business as usual and there was absolutely nothing to be afraid of. As if his heart wasn't absolutely hammering, as if he wasn't waiting to find out whether the childhood friend he'd worked so hard to reach for was about to drop another match and send his world up in smoke for a second time.

This was the only card he had left to play.

Either this would work, or it wouldn't.

Either she'd understand what he was trying to say, or she wouldn't.

Do I look like I'm running away?

@f1shbonez

#firelight jinx au #this took me like a month to finish 💀#ekko: wyd #jinx: blowing up our friendship again in a dysfunctional effort to avoid rejection before my curse of being jinx inevitably ruins everything #ekko: nah #jinx: you can't just say nah to me burning this bridge??? are you stupid or something??? why is this unfriend button no longer working #ekko: 🙂🖕

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honey-tongued-devil · 2 years ago

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↞drinking with [arcane preferences]↠

▶Drinking with [Jayce, Viktor, Silco, Ekko, Sevika, Vi, Cassandra]

Nda: the letter [G] indicates the generic headcanon while the letter [R] indicates the romantic part so as to allow both a flirty and a friendly versions. -No use of y/n -english is not my first language, feel free to correct me ^^

↠If you have any requests, ask the devil.↞

【Jayce】

[G]

First of all, this man can’t hold his liquor.

absolutely a sad drunk, you’d probably find him out of nowhere biting his lower lip to push back tears without a context.

the odds that you end up watching a movie crying, one leaning against the other, are so high that it’s practically a certainty.

overprotective. Do you have to go to the bathroom? Are you okay? Do you have to throw up? Do I help you get up? A glass of water?

dissociate standing with the glass in his hand as a sport.

he’d do damage at every step. If there is something made of glass in the house you can be sure that he will break without noticing it and then spend the evening trying to recoil it.

plot twist, if you need help to stand up he needs it almost more than you.

[R]

He’d get comfortable with his head on your lap resting, whining when you move.

would fall asleep after a few minutes clinging to you. Absolutely an overgrown Koala.

in case he can hold on without falling asleep, get ready for a long session of kissing and praising.

you have few certainties in life but be sure that he would cup your face with his hands and explain how absolutely gorgeous you are and how much he wants to kiss you from the first time you greeted him.

Of course, he wouldn’t remember anything in the morning, and if you woke up in the same bed, he’d be embarrassed like a teeneger, even if it is clear nothing happened.

A good-morning kiss would absolutely help him to remember.

【Viktor】

[G]

This bastard can handle anything.

not a heavy drinker.

he does not like straight liqueurs, they are way too bitter to him. He prefers milk based liqueurs or something with a little juice.

you should not underestimate his sassy and sardonic attitude, you can be sure that if you embarrass yourself in some way he will have a way to remember it to you.

maybe with that typical mocking-but-serious tone, just nodding with his head as if it were a very serious matter.

he always brings a notebook because he thinks that a good drink can open new perspectives.

responsible enough to make you eat cereal, bread, or something dry before drinking.

he’s the one who, when you slump lifeless over the couch, sighs and brings you an aspirin.

"Hmm, you know, you wouldn’t need it if you listened to me and ate a little before you started drinking like a sponge."

[R]

Look at him, this man loves to tease you.

Are you trying to flirt? He’ll proceed making his voice sweeter, speaking cinnamon words.

He’d come close, whisper even the stupidest things in the recess of your neck lingering near your lips and then move away when you try to reach them, letting you just fall forward.

You can rest assured that his hand would be resting on your leg, caressing it while talking to others without ever giving you a nod to want to go further.

The point is that he would provoke you, but he would never do anything, not even a kiss, knowing you were drunk or even tipsy.

in the morning would make sure to get you a glass of water, something for headaches and a dry food to help you with nausea

bonus, "last night was quite... unforgettable, I would say" said just to leave you panicking about having forgotten some important details.

【Silco】

[G]

Only fine liqueurs, aged and strictly straight.

Drinking with him would be a torture if it weren’t for a single glass of his best whiskey to make you literally hear the colors.

This man drinks with his little finger up, turning the alcohol in the glass before each sip.

Seen from the outside must be one of the best scenes you can imagine: you loose in the chair in front of his desk, your legs look almost boneless and hair is a complete mess, while he sits elegantly with a crossed leg, his back erect.

It must be said that you would probably be able to maintain a minimum of dignity, but just because he would refuse to pour you more.

not out of pity for you, but because he is a supporter of "having to taste a good glass of a fine Whiskey" and you are absolutely not in the conditions

[R]

The fact that you aren’t going to remember anything would lighten the situation.

He’s a gentleman, he’d probably put on good music, and with a nod he’d invite you to dance, obviously all this in his office where no one will ever know.

That slow, elegant dance would be your little secret, something that you’re sure belongs only to you two.

if you insist that you want to smoke, he will take your face and blow a thick cloud of smoke between your lips; if you insist that you want to drink again he will simply grab you by the chin and pass a small amount of alcohol from his lips to yours.

"good girl" when you swallow without a word.

He’d rather have a limb amputated than admit it, but that slight red color from alcohol drives him crazy.

if you collapse in his office he will cover you with his coat and go back to work, calling Sevika to take you out when it gets too late.

【Ekko】

[G]

This man does not like to drink, mostly because Zaun is very difficult to find the kind of drinks that can please him.

Ekko does not have refined tastes but does not like too strong alcohol, if he can choose, he’d prefer a cocktail.

offer him something with bits of tropical fruit and you will have totally conquered him.

doesn’t hold very much nor doesn’t get totally drunk, he always stays in a semi vigilant condition. Just the habit.

He’s the type to stand up to mimic whatever he’s telling you. He tells you about a fight? He punches you in the air. He tells you about a robbery? A flip and then look around cautiously.

He is magnetic, that’s it.

Drinking with Ekko means forgetting all the evils of the world.

[R]

This man knows how to win you over, and alcohol only serves as an accessory to make the atmosphere lighter.

he would make you laugh. Heck, he would make you laugh so much that you would fall in love with the same sound of your laugh.

He is going to flirt, make jokes, stage situations, maybe even make fun of Piltover’s gallantry in a way stupid enough to make you choke on your drink.

If you sit down close enough to him, he will make sure to make you stay with one leg on his.

while talking he makes the calloused fingers run on your skin. It’s more of a mechanical gesture, to feel constantly close

He’ll take you to see the firelights, the night won’t end if you don’t kiss under the moon.

【Sevika】

[G]

heavy drinker. She makes no particular distinction, as long as it is a dignified drink and not too sweet, she’s gonna drink it.

there are only two realities: in one this woman is fighting, in the other she has a glass in her hand.

Drinking with her must be… an experience, being always on call for her boss would mean always drinking along with other henchmen.

And if you can’t hold your liquor, you can be sure that she will threaten to cut off the hand of the first person who tries to touch, annoy or approach you.

Sevika would turn up her nose at the umpteenth glass you order but she would not stop you, rather she would ask if you are really sure that this is a good idea since you are already in a pitiful condition.

And, to be honest, her ask is kinda legit.

[R]

Your chair? Her leg. Wide and muscular enough to provide you a comfortable seat.

would hold a hand around your waist as she continues to play, just holding a roll or the inside of your thigh when she is busy thinking about what cards to pull.

If you are alones she would go for tequila salt and lemon just to lick the salt from your neck and take the lemon from your lips.

but if you are in the company she is not going to give a show, she would just give you her glass. She trusts you.

If someone looks at you just a single look from her side is enough for the person to change their mind and leave the table.

Do you get up for literally any reason? Only one certainty: her gaze will follow the movement of your hips.

100% she is going to spend a capital just to watch you go back and forth from the bar to get drinks.

you read it in her eyes, one thought as she takes another sip of absinthe: your legs would look so damn good around her cheeks

【Vi】

[G]

She can hold her liquor well but not too much.

When the alcohol comes down, she curls her nose and wipes her mouth with her sleeve.

she has a habit of filling glasses, first yours and then hers, and without noticing you’re out of bottles.

She likes alcohol straight and strong because she likes the burning sensation in her throat.

Vi doesn’t love to drink because she feels incredibly vulnerable, but the muffled sensation that alcohol gives her gives her peace.

Are you drinking together? Rest assured that she will always make you stand next to her, so if you feel bad she can help you and can intervene if you exaggerate.

overprotective

If someone makes a comment or looks at you for too long, be sure that she will flip the table before you say anything.

Less controlled and more quarrelsome.

[R]

absolutely the sweetest person ever

She would just come up and look at you, in love, to tell you how much she couldn’t handle how someone like her could have something as beautiful as you in her life.

Not exactly a person that would be easy to drink with, on the one hand the night could end with her kissing every inches of your skin whispering how much she love every single portion of you

on the other hand, this girl has a problem with self-sabotage and drinking would not help.

probably the kind of person who thinks too much

she would leave because she is sure that you deserve better.

Vi would bite her lips and push back the tears but she would rise with an excuse because seriously convinced that she is a limit for you.

please, cover her face in kisses

【Cassandra】

[G]

This woman will never drink in public.

The only alcohol she allows herself to drink when not alone is that of glasses at receptions; in order to make a nice drink with her you absolutely need a free tavern or the house just for you.

She is a composed woman, accustomed to high society, for her to take a break from rules would mean doing little things like crossing her legs or leaning her face against her hand.

laughs. This woman is a sun.

100% she would cover the mouth with her fingers, a little out of politeness, a little to hide the signs of age that would become accentuated.

He’d offer you booze from her private, old, spicy stash, apologizing if it’s not up to it.

in public? Washed out Champagne. In private? The best Gin Plymouth.

The woman herself isn’t too touchy, but she’d put her hand on your thigh just to feel a bit closer to you

[R]

This woman is the description of a girlboss, the confidence does not miss.

There is also to say that she is an old-fashioned woman, so she would not hit the ground running but would shorten the distances with small tricks: fix a rebellious tuft of your, fill your glass, touch your fingers with hers…

this woman smokes in secret. She’d offer you a cigarillo just to get yours turned on by hers, in a gesture that would send the tension between you two to an incredible level.

probably she would quote the fact that she never kissed a woman after a few too many drinks: did she like or used to like women? Yes. But kissing them? It was wrong. Or at least, that’s what they taught her.

"Do you want to try? C’mon, close your eyes"

It’s useless to deny that alcohol would help to dissolve some tension, to forget that for once it is not Councilwoman Cassandra Kiramman from Piltover but a simple woman.

Cassandra Kiramman is identical to the alcohol she offers you, the first taste is strong, the second is spicy and addicting, the third makes every single fiber of your body vibrate.

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hella1975 · 2 years ago

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You are the only fucking one with normal opinions about arcane and I Wish you were there to see when everyone’s tiktoks were full of nothing about arcane and everyone being feral over silco and his nasty ass and Viktor who is. Fine. The best of the topsiders but still involved in an overall boring plot unless it was about himself and his disability which were the only interesting parts on the top end. Or Vi and Cait and I Don’t Like Cait very much. Like she’s Fine but god she’s fucking dumb sometimes and doesn’t know when to shut up and I don’t like her in the game either. I wish we saw more Ekko in the show tho.

How do we feel about the thought of Ekko and Jinx’s fight feeling like Zuko and Azulas. Second part could you imagine if they interlaced the Zuko and Azula scene with them play fighting as kids like arcane did? I wouldn’t have survived that actually. Or the parallels of Jinx and Vi to Vander and Silco and the siblings who care for each other despite despite despite. Also! So many people were mad at Vi for hitting Jinx but that whole scene was a very human response? She (accidentally) killed like their whole family? She just had a big fight? I’m sure her adrenaline is through the fucking roof and people forget she’s also a child at this point. She immediately regretted it and walked away to calm down and then got picked up before she could come back and help or fix things. Like obv that’s not the best thing she could do but I don’t think she was in the head space to gentle parent her sister. I have so much to say about this show and everybody else had such different opinions on the whole thing 😩

OMG OMG YES EXACTLY okay i have several things to say about like. all of this so im bulletpointing lmao

silco - WAIT WERE WE SUPPOSED TO LIKE SILCO??? WHAT??? like even in a 'villain who was justified' or even 'villain you can sympathise with if not justify' i just genuinely wholeheartedly dont like him. looking at an incredibly mentally ill girl and saying she's perfect is not a redemption. putting drugs into your own streets and getting your own people addicted to the point of being loyal to you is not a redemption. there is literally nothing good about his character. im pretty sure i put in the tags the first time i really saw him that basically his anger towards topside was 100% justified and even his desire to use extreme measures after so long being ignored, but you totally lose that the moment you turn on your own people. like okay mr manipulating class traitor of the year respectfully i was not upset when you died

viktor - i was soooo disappointed by viktor's character bc i genuinely REALLY wanted to like him like i was so intrigued by his disability and i love that he's a nerd and an underdog and can be abrasive at times and i thought there was SO much potential with him being from the undercity, but he was just so so passive and half the time i was just angry at him and shouting at the screen. like he's watching these toffs who dont know anything about the undercity - and havent even been there - discuss the future of people JUST LIKE HIM and he just allowed it. he only cared about his inventions and maybe that will be explored in season 2 bc it seems like they're taking a narrative where it shows his obsession to the point of detriment (what happened to that assistant that fancied him) and he'll possibly change for the better but as of right now he's just completely forgotten his roots and only remembered the undercity when it benefited his inventions. he went off with 'in the pursuit of great, we forgot to do good' though like i'll allow him that much that quote fucks stupendously

cait - same hat as viktor i REALLY wanted to like her bc it seems like we might actually be getting queer rep and i dont want to hate 50% of the couple but my god is she ignorant. and actually ignorance isn't the problem it's not a crime to be oblivious and it's not her fault she was born into a better life than vi, but it was her insensitivity with her ignorance that bugged me like girl just SHUT UP SOMETIMES MAYBE???? like it's very easy to look at a situation you haven't been in and go 'i would never have said that in a million years' but i can still safely say that if i was in the slums surrounded by victims of horrific addiction who have been turned on by even their own people and now live in the most extreme clutches of poverty, and i was there with a girl raised in this environment who only knows how to fight and has been beaten down again and again and has spent the past few years in prison, something im intimately aware of as the person who BROKE HER OUT, then i wouldnt go 'i think this is a good time to be accusatory about her homelife actually'. like literally what the fuck was the thought process. and it wasn't a one time thing she did it ALL the time i genuinely dont know how vi didn't hit her she's so lucky she's hot

zuko and azula - WHY WOULD YOU SAY THIS TO ME MY GODDDD like that tiny snippet of them playing in the palace garden as kids except it's an entire scene of parallels to them in the agni kai. despicable

vi hitting jinx - i actually laughed out loud when i read that people are apparently getting aggy about the fact vi hit jinx. i have to assume people making those takes dont have siblings. i have hit my sister for far less and can guarantee if she accidentally killed all my loved ones then she'd be getting an awful lot more than a slap to the face. siblings fight. it's literally a universally accepted fact. it's not FUN or GOOD but it still happens and 99% of the time it's over shit much less serious than what these two were fighting over. touch grass

#the worst physical fight me and my sister ever got in - and im talking on the floor beating the shit out of each other -#was because she wore my t-shirt #im not kidding like it was a very bad time for us so it had very much been Building #but i told her to take my shirt off and instead she went to leave the house so i grabbed the shirt by the hem to yank her back #and it ripped and i just fucking saw red and the next thing i know we're just fucking clobbering each other #over a T-SHIRT #so yes i think vi smacking jinx in the heat of heartbreak and rage and adrenaline and TERROR because jinx genuinely did something awful #is justified #ask #arcane #arcane spoilers

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lesbian-in-leather · 3 years ago

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Okay so here we go: ARCANE THOUGHTS

I’M FUCKING SAD

cried when Silco was like. A good dad at the end. Even as he’s fucking DYING because she SHOT HIM he was still like “no it’s okay I love you I literally do not hold this against you. Something I would have done at your age, dw about it”

Actually Silco’s ENTIRE fucking character was incredible. One of (if not THE) best written villains I have ever seen. He had a justifiable goal, went too far but in the confines of the universe it wasn’t even really much further than anyone else, he was just better at it - but then he gets a daughter! The way all of his cronies looked at each other and at him when Powder first threw herself at him, the way he just slowly sort of curled around her, the fact that she was unstable as shit and technically a massive liability and he was repeatedly told this but still he protected her because she was his KID. The fact that he’d spent his entire life working towards the same goal but literally turned it down because he loved her more. The scene where he’s talking to Vander’s statue like “I get it now”. Fucking heartbreaking, thank you

The way they portrayed Jinx’s madness????? INCREDIBLE. The way that sometimes we can see what she sees, or hear what she hears, but we also get just as much from an outside perspective and we can see exactly why she does what she does while simultaneously seeing that she’s unstable af. The way we see how she perceives things and rewrites interactions real-time so we know that, to her, it’s not an overreaction at all! But to everyone else...

Other reasons I’m fucking sad: THEY ALL VOTED UNANIMOUSLY. The whole fuckin council is like “actually, yeah, we can have peace” and now they’re all going to FUCKING DIE and I’m SO UPSET ABOUT IT. I want Mel to survive and I understand that she’s right in the path of the missile but here me out okay, like hear me out, what if she doesn’t die because she’s one of my two favourite characters and I love her

LOVE EKKO (hate that that’s how his name is spelt but hey we can’t have everything). This Little Man (hehe) literally found the singular tree growing in the undercity and was like “hey, you could make a religion safe haven outta this” and just fuckin did it. What a king

My lil gay kids! Good for them! It’s gonna take Vi a while to accept that she has feelings but I’m just happy for them. “Cupcake” I swear to god. Imagine being that cute

Jayce (again, hate the spelling. That Y is unnecessary sir) is super interesting but is he aware that he literally was never the powerhouse of the council. Like it has ALWAYS been Mel. She has been playin you, boy - not saying she doesn’t care about him but she has absolutely been playing him

Speaking of Mel playing people, still not over the QUEEN SHIT level of shade we got right at the start when Mel gave that other councillor a child’s toy for his birthday. And the fact that he fuckin LOVED IT and continues to play with it to this day. He doesn’t even know. Icon

Lil fluffy man. Heimerdinger (had to google that). Love that lil man but also he really does need to understand that not everything can be stretched out. Like, if she understood the time crunch relative to a human lifespan and ajusted his advice accordingly then he would have gotten on a LOT better with the rest of them

Also Viktor, I love you, but the animators really need to remember which side you hold your crutch. The sheer amount of scenes where it was in the wrong hand was STAGGERING like... his right leg is the injured one. So it should always be in his right hand (when he’s using it). And yet. Edit: have discovered I was ENTIRELY wrong about this my bad (ily Viktor)

OH OH ALSO I’M REALLY FUCKING SAD ABOUT THAT LIL SCIENCE LADY. IDK HER NAME BUT THE ONE THAT GOT FUCKING DECIMATED BY THE HEXCORE. SHE WAS CUTE I LIKED HER AND I FUCKING SCREAMED

Also Caitlyn’s dad is an icon. This man is just tryna keep his family together, good for him. He’s so proud of his kickass councillor wife and kickass enforcer daughter. Peak

IMEDDIATE EDIT TO ADD: the soundtrack was also just FUCKING AMAZING I am obsessed

I have a lot more thoughts and I’m absolutely going to go into more depth about this but rn I’m just. Sad. And I want more. Please give me more I need it

#arcane #arcane spoilers #idk if i need to tag that #but i am also going to be asking that everyone i know watches it so

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fruitynancywheeler · 2 years ago

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All I Wanted: Chapter 4

Title: All I Wanted Rating: M Pairing: Caitlyn/Vi Words: 5,355 Summary: As Caitlyn descended down the halls of Stillwater to meet with the prisoner who caused her only lead to have their jaw wired shut, she didn’t really know what to expect. She imagined a myriad of burly, lumbering men to be the ones pounding against the concrete wall, but the last thing she expected was to see the first and only person she had ever loved. AU in which Caitlyn and Vi knew each other before everything went down with Silco. Caitlyn, under the assumption Vi died in the explosion, works tirelessly to end the corruption that Piltover inflicts on the Undercity in honor of her lost love Read on AO3 Read on FF.Net

Progress Day. The biggest day of the year in Piltover.

God, she didn’t know how so much time had passed since her life had been swiped out from under her. It was as if for the last seven years the days had gone by in a blurr, ever since that fateful day when she lost the little family she had made when she was sixteen. Luckily, she still had Ekko, who could understand the pain she dealt with on a daily basis. She knew they felt their pain in different ways, him losing his father figures and siblings, and her losing the purest love she had ever felt in her life and her friends.

The only other person she had shared with what happened that day was Jayce, but he didn’t really understand. She hadn’t been able to tell her parents or else she would never have been able to see the light of day again, but she couldn’t hold in the emotional torment she was feeling all to herself. He had been sympathetic, of course, but after several months of her being stuck in a depressive episode he had tried to push her to be the person she had been before all of it. But that Caitlyn didn’t exist anymore. A part of her had died that day, too.

So, she really only had Ekko, and they also didn’t always see eye to eye. She was still a Piltie after all, but Caitlyn didn’t really feel as though she belonged anywhere. Not in Piltover nor the Undercity. The only place she had ever felt as though she belonged was when she was with Violet, and ever since the brave girl had been ripped away from Caitlyn, she just felt stuck in time. Like the rest of the world around her was moving and evolving, but she was still that same sixteen year old girl surrounded by fire and death and destruction.

To make matters worse with Ekko, she was now an enforcer, and had been for the past two years after graduating from the enforcer’s academy at the top of her class. It was the main barrier in their relationship. Cait sometimes acted as if she knew what the best course of action was due to her enforcer’s training, and he sometimes threw in her face that a Topsider like her would never know what was best for the Lanes. She would never forget the day that she told him she was joining the academy.

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“I know I just didn’t hear you correctly,” Ekko seethed, banging his hands on the table between them, spare parts from his gadgets rattling against the wood from the force.

It hadn’t taken long for Ekko to plant roots, literally, and create a place in the Undercity where people would be safe from Silco after he had taken over and flooded the Lanes with Shimmer. Ekko had built his own little fortress where orphans and victims of Silco could turn to and have a home. And he led his own group of vigilantes, the Firelights, to try to stop the outbreak of Shimmer and take down the man that was responsible for tearing their world apart and destroying the Undercity. She had helped him as much as she could when she was able to get away from her parents. Whether it was assisting him build more shelter for the influx of citizens that were seeking safety with the Firelights, spending time with the children, or helping bring supplies for all of them, she helped wherever she could. He’d had a hard time accepting help, reminding her so much of Vi in those moments, but he eventually caved and allowed her to.

He had become a fine young man, having to grow up too quickly after losing everything. They had been there for each other at their lowest points, and seeing the positive impact he made in so many people’s lives made her proud. Sometimes she felt as though he didn’t need her the way she needed him. Sometimes she felt helpless, like she wasn’t doing enough, which had ultimately led her to make the decision she had just informed him of.

“I assure you, you did,” Caitlyn calmly stated, not daring to look anywhere but into his burning gaze. She knew this was going to be his reaction, and she was fully prepared for it.

“We know there was an enforcer that helped Silco that night. How could you become one after what they did?”

“Ekko, that’s precisely the reason why I have to,” Caitlyn said, hoping that he would see the method behind her madness.

Becoming an enforcer was something she had always wanted to do ever since Grayson had taken Caitlyn under her wing, but once Caitlyn had lost the ones she loved and found out that there was an enforcer out there that had assisted in the violence of that night, the mere thought of becoming an enforcer left a bad taste in her mouth. She had half a mind of following in her mother’s footsteps and becoming a counselor, but somehow that idea made her feel even worse. After careful deliberation, and feeling like she wasn’t doing enough to get justice for Vi and her friends for far too long, she had decided to fall back onto her original plan but for different reasons altogether.

“We know there was someone who aided Silco, but we don’t know who,” she explained. “If I join, I’ll get to see firsthand what goes on. I’ll be able to sift out who it is that helped him, and we’ll be able to finally make the changes we’ve been trying to make for the last four years.”

He glared at her for a moment longer before her words seemed to sink in and his gaze softened. He slumped back in the seat behind his gadget table, exhaling a heavy sigh.

“How do you know it will work?” He asked in a much less hostile tone than before.

“Well, I don’t. But we don’t have a lot of choices, and I can’t keep sitting back doing nothing.”

“You know I’d let you join the Firelights,” he said, a devious smirk slipping onto his face. “Even though you’re a Piltie.”

“You know how I feel about your hoverboards,” she quipped back, feeling the tension easing from her shoulders where she seemed to carry all of her stress. “I’m much better with a rifle.”

“I don’t like the idea of you becoming an enforcer, but I can’t deny the fact that it makes sense.”

“I know you don’t, but I didn’t want to go through with it without telling you.”

“Do you think you’ll be able to do it? Find out who’s behind all of this?” He asked. His placid tone was betrayed by the desperation behind his eyes. He was desperate for change, for the Lanes and his people to no longer have to suffer. Desperate to take down Silco and the systems that were in place that allowed people like him to gain power.

She knew what was on the line if they weren’t successful. She knew that the longer it took for them to get the answers they’ve been seeking for years, the longer the Undercity would suffer, and the harder it would be to come back from it. And she had to do this for Vi, Mylo, Claggor, Vander, Benzo, Grayson… and Powder. There were no other options. After a moment of silence, she gave a resolute nod.

“I have to.”

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She was snapped out of her thoughts when someone flicked the enforcer’s hat on her head, instinctually grabbing the offending hand and twisting the wrist that she knew belonged to Jayce without even having to look. He was the only one here that would have the audacity to do so while she was working, and she knew he had been chatting to some folks in her parents’ tent.

“Serves you right,” Cait smirked as he grunted in pain, releasing his wrist a second after. Her smirk quickly turned into a scowl as she caught sight of her mother’s disapproving stare a few feet away from the two friends.

“You still avoiding her?” Jayce asked, sensing the tension between mother and daughter as Cait turned back to her posting.

“I’m working.”

“Oh, I can see that,” he said in a teasing manner. “I mean, there’s so much crime to thwart outside your family’s tent.”

“I can only imagine the strings she pulled to have me posted here,” she huffed in frustration. She was better than this, and her mother intervening in her career was preventing her from achieving her real goal.

“It’s your fault, really,” he taunted light-heartedly. “For not following her into a career ‘more befitting your station’”

“She’d do anything to keep me from seeing the real world.”

“Well, at least you’ll have front row seats to the speech.”

“Speech?” She asked, turning around with a confused frown. She’d seen the speech every year since she had been a little girl and never felt the need to be in the front row to listen to Heimerdinger. But Jayce’s tone indicated that something different was going to be happening this year.

“Mm-hmm,” he grinned. “I’m giving the big address tonight.”

“Hmm. We really have descended to anarchy,” she ribbed with an eye roll. She was truly proud of all that he had accomplished over the years, and he deserved the recognition, but she also hoped it wouldn’t inflate his ego any further than it had ever since he became the golden boy of Piltover.

“Have fun herding the drunkards.”

He left her to her posting with a chuckle to go back to socializing with other citizens, giving her the time to focus on what had been on her mind all day. Ekko had a lead that there would be a large Shimmer shipment being imported into the city, and he along with a few Firelights were going to intervene. She’d fought tooth and nail to be posted elsewhere so she could be close by for assistance, but of course her mother had spoiled that for her.

It wasn’t until a couple hours later that she was able to head over to where the ambush had occurred. And she wasn’t exactly supposed to be there. She slipped on deck when other enforcers were preoccupied so she could get a look at the destruction left behind. She snapped pictures of what could be seen as evidence as she looked around and at the shipping manifest.

The large bullet shells on the ground and the holes on the ship caught her attention, knowing only one person who used a minigun. Her heart clenched painfully in her chest at the thought of the blue-haired girl, not even wanting to think the name she now went by. She forced herself to focus on why she was here, and not on the past. She followed the movement of the bullets, recreating her ghost from the past’s movements, until she spotted blood near the crystals she knew to be caused by the Firelights.

She lifted a broken piece of wood to find the trail leading further onto the ship, where there was an open hatch with familiar artwork spray painted on it, not that she needed any further proof of who caused most of the wreckage on the ship. Cait snapped a picture of it just in case and proceeded to jump down to the lower deck that the hatch led to, using her flashlight to help her see better in the darkness. The light shone on a large man with tattoos covering his body, hidden in a small storage compartment.

“You’re from the Undercity,” Caitlyn stated as she pushed the metal grate aside that he had been using to hide. She hopped down to join him, immediately noticing that he was injured.

“I didn’t do anything,” he said defensively. “She’s crazy.”

“Easy,” she said as she grabbed a cloth out of one of her pockets to apply pressure to his wound.

“She shot me.”

“Who shot you? Who were you working for?” She questioned, already knowing the answer, but hoping for a confession so she had proof to bring to the sheriff.

“I can’t. He’ll kill me,” he groaned.

“Who?” She pushed, watching as his eyes shifted around doubtfully, as if he wanted to tell her. She knew she could get him to talk if she could guarantee protection from Silco, so she tried again. “I can protect you.”

“Caitlyn Kiramman,” a familiar voice spoke from behind her. “Why does that not surprise me? Interfering in an investigation again.”

She turned around to see Sheriff Marcus and another enforcer. She internally groaned knowing he was going to stop the progress she was making. She didn’t like the new sheriff. He didn’t run things nearly as well as Sheriff Grayson had, and she had her suspicions of him, but no solid proof. Too many of these Shimmer busts led them nowhere, the investigations being closed too quickly to be a coincidence. The problem was only getting progressively worse and no action was being taken under his authority.

“You’re supposed to be guarding your mother’s tent.”

“I was, Sheriff, but she doesn’t need it,” she explained, hoping he’d let her help considering she was the one who just found the only witness left to what had happened earlier. “And clearly, this takes priority.”

“I realize you’re used to getting your way, Kiramman, but we have a chain of command for a reason,” he patronized. Did she mention that she didn’t like him? Because she really didn’t.

“I understand, but there’s more going on here than just the smuggling,” she argued as politely as she could. “If I could just question him I could–”

“I’ll take it from here,” the Sheriff interrupted gruffly. “Since you’re looking for more work you can take the graveyard shift tonight at the fair.”

“Yes, sir,” she conceded with a sigh.

“Good,” he said as he turned on his heel. He addressed the officer that had accompanied him. “I want this one on a boat to Stillwater Prison.”

He left without another word, leaving her no choice but to follow orders. The enforcer that had been accompanying Marcus immediately took the man she had been questioning. She hadn’t missed the flash of fear in the man’s eyes when the Sheriff had made his appearance, making Caitlyn question further if he was one of the enforcer’s on Silco’s payroll. If so, it would make things infinitely harder for her, but one thing she knew for certain was that if her gut was right, she would stop at nothing to expose him for the havoc he had caused.

Caitlyn had hoped she would be able to go to the Undercity to speak with Ekko about what had happened earlier that day with the shipment, but she already had a feeling she knew exactly what had gone down, and she feared another discussion about if the girl they once knew was too far gone to be saved. Ekko had already given up on her, but she knew that if Vi were here she would be holding onto hope that the once sweet girl was still in there, so Cait held onto her hope as well. But she wasn’t able to talk to Ekko to hear every detail that had happened that afternoon since she was on the graveyard shift with four other enforcers who loved to throw her upbringing in her face.

“That it, then? I thought the Talis boy was some kind of genius,” the duty captain said as they began their shift fair, sitting on the stairs with a cigar and three other enforcers. Caitlyn seemed to be the only one actually on guard while the others chit chatted. “Last year didn’t he launch a blimp halfway across the continent?”

“Airship, actually,” Caitlyn piped up. “An airship has a rigid metal hull. It’s not a blimp.”

“It’s a balloon, ain’t it?” He snarked back.

“Sure as hell looks that way,” the other female officer agreed, a cigar also dangling from her fingers.

“Pardon us if we aren’t quite so refined as you, milady,” the duty captain said condescendingly.

“What are you even doing here, Kiramman?” the woman questioned. “Don’t you have a cocktail party to attend?”

The group burst out into laughter, and Cait grimaced before turning back to her post. As she looked back into the distance she noticed an orange glow coming from one of the buildings. A glow that she immediately recognized as flames.

“Fire,” Caitlyn gasped quietly, her eyes widening in surprise. She spoke louder to get the others’ attention away from poking fun at her to the danger ahead. “Fire!”

She ran towards the flames, hearing footsteps following behind her, surprised that they actually listened and sprung to action. She shouted out orders, seeming to be the only one to have a clear head to handle the situation. Caitlyn could feel the heat of the flames warming her skin, and knew that if they didn’t act quickly this building would soon be completely engulfed in them.

Grabbing a fire extinguisher that had been on a nearby wall to the right of the building that was in flames, she set to work trying to put out the flames outside of the building, while three of the enforcers entered the building after hearing a voice coming from inside that sounded like a child. Two more enforcers joined her to assist with putting out the fire, but as the flames died down outside she caught sight of something that made her stomach twist with fear, causing her to drop the extinguisher in her hands.

The familiar drawing she had seen on the ship earlier, the same drawing she had seen many times before in her life. It had once brought fond memories, but now it was always linked to death. It felt as though the neon spray paint was taunting her, telling her that she was utterly helpless in what was about to come.

“Get out. Now!” Caitlyn shouted, but it was far too late.

Not even a second later the building exploded, bricks and debris shooting out at her and the two other enforcers. She was flown back from the impact, screaming out in pain as her body hit the hard ground, rolling across the concrete from the momentum of the blow.

Caitlyn grunted, trying to get her bearings. Her vision was blurry as she rolled onto her stomach to try to get up, but her body was in too weak of a state for her to get to her feet. She looked out into the distance and saw a lanky, blue-haired girl with a backpack climbing the stairs to another building. The last thing Caitlyn saw before her body succumbed to the physical trauma she had endured, was the nefarious grin of a girl she no longer recognized.

Her injuries from the accident hadn’t been bad other than a few cuts and bruises, as well as some soreness and a mild concussion, but she was still put on medical leave from work. That didn’t stop her from continuing her investigation from home. A large map of Piltover and Zaun lay on her floor, little pins and strings connecting anything that seemed to be in correlation to Silco’s plans in the Undercity.

In her room that was now full to the brim with beautiful bouquets that she couldn’t care less about, sent from people who wanted to make an impression with her mother rather than actually caring about her wellbeing, she sat in front of the map while twirling her pistol around her index finger hoping that if she stared long enough at the evidence she had acquired it would give her the answers she seemed to be missing. She was beyond irritated that Marcus had put a stop to her questioning of the man she found on that ship. Caitlyn couldn’t help but feel as though whatever information he had would have brought her one step closer to finally putting an end to all of this.

“Hey,” Jayce’s voice said behind her after a few quick knocks against her bedroom door. “How are you feeling?”

“I’ve had a break in the case,” she said in lieu of a response to his question, standing so she could bring him over to her project.

“Shouldn’t you be resting?” Jayce frowned, handing her yet another bouquet of flowers.

“While the trail is hot?” She asked in exasperation, tossing the flowers impatiently onto the floor near the rest. “Listen, you know how I’ve suspected there is a single mind behind the Undercity’s violence?”

Caitlyn hadn’t told Jayce everything. She’d told him about what happened the night Vi and her friends died and that she felt like someone was responsible for everything that went wrong in the Undercity, but nothing else other than that. She hadn’t told him that she still frequently went to Zaun and now knew the Undercity like the back of her hand. She hadn’t told him that she knew Silco was the root of all of this or that the reason she joined the enforcers in the first place was specifically so she could take him down, as well as figure out what enforcer had allowed Silco to get away with what he had that night. And she definitely hadn’t told him that the girl that was responsible for stealing his Hextech Gemstone was the sister of her deceased girlfriend. So, she had to pretend that she didn’t know as much as she actually did.

“The great conspiracy,”

“I think whoever attacked the square is our suspect,” she continued to explain, ignoring his sarcasm. “The same symbols showed up at the botched smuggling operation at the Hexgates.”

“The Hexgates?”

“Keep up,” she huffed in frustration. She knelt down by her map as she continued with her explanation. It was half the truth, but she thought that if she verbalized some of her thoughts to someone she would be able to come up with something. “All this time, they’ve kept their dealings localized to the Undercity. Low priority. The attack on the square changes things. They’ve overstepped.”

Caitlyn tossed the photo she had taken the previous day of the neon graffiti on the ship onto her map. She really wasn’t trying to figure out the who behind it all, other than which enforcers were in Silco’s pocket, but the reason why they were suddenly deciding to expand their operation into Piltover.

“If I can figure out who made this, it could lead me directly to whoever’s behind it all. The answer is here, staring me in the face. I can feel it.”

She took a couple steps back until she stood on her plush step stool, hoping a higher angle would give her insight on where she should be looking next. “How do you intend to prove any of this?” Jayce asked after she finished her tangent.

“If I can just work this out, Marcus will have to listen.”

“If there’s one thing I’ve learned about the Council, they need more than just theories.”

“Since when did you concern yourself with the Council’s opinion?” Caitlyn teased.

“Since I… became a Councilor,” he confessed.

She chuckled, but upon seeing the serious expression on his face she realized that it wasn’t a joke. It wasn’t her concussion playing tricks on her. Her best friend, with whom she had grown up poking fun at the Council, was now a member himself.

“You’re serious. When? Why?” She questioned. “Have they discovered how to govern with grease and a spanner?”

“Ha ha. I was actually hoping you might consider joining my staff,” he said instead of answering her question as he handed her a scroll. She took it out of his hand and quickly opened it to see what exactly he was propositioning.

“‘House Talis Security,’” she read aloud, but as she read on she got increasingly more frustrated. Jayce had known her practically her whole life and knew that this type of job description wasn’t anything she had ever wanted for herself. “That’s a ceremonial position. I’d live behind a desk.”

“You almost died, Cait,” he sighed. “ I just… I just want you to be safe.”

“Thanks, but I already have a job,” she said as she thrust the scroll back into his hands. She got off her step stool to continue to look over her work.

“No. You don’t,” he said. “After the attack your parents spoke to the Sheriff. This is the best I could do.”

“I don’t need charity, Councilor. Yours or my parents’,” Caitlyn snapped. She could feel tears of anger starting to well in her eyes. This would put a halt to all the progress she had made. All the years of work she had put into the force to have the resources she needed to finish this, all gone because her parents didn’t know how to treat her like an adult.

“Cait.”

“Get out,” she ordered, not wanting him anywhere near her right now.

As well as Jayce knew her, sometimes he was extremely dense. How could he think that offering her a position like that would actually make her happy? He knew that she had always wanted to see the world that her mother never allowed her to experience, which was why she had wanted to become an enforcer when she was younger. Even though the real world had caused her so much pain, it had also brought her love and friendship, and she never would have experienced that if she had stayed Topside schmoozing with all the elites of the city. Not for the first time she felt as though nobody truly knew her at all.

As she listened to her friend’s retreating footsteps in the hallways of the Kiramman Estate, her eyes landed on a spot in the map that triggered an idea. Stillwater Hold. Where Marcus had ordered that enforcer to bring the man who worked for Silco. She didn’t need the resources of the enforcers to get the answers she needed, just the uniform. She was a Kiramman afterall, and if her mother had taught her one thing, it was being able to talk her way into getting what she needed.

With that idea in mind, she changed quickly into her now retired enforcer’s uniform, gathering her leatherbound notebook that held the evidence she had acquired, and found herself running through Piltover to hop on a boat that would bring her to Stillwater Prison. It was dark outside by the time the boat docked near the dreary building, a chill running down Caitlyn’s spine at the sight. She knew the people here were considered criminals, but she questioned what kind of reform could happen in a building that instilled fear rather than the hope that they could lead better lives.

As she climbed up the steps and through the large double doors, she felt as though this moment would change the course of her life, she just didn’t know how. She would either find the answers and proof she was seeking, or she would leave with nothing. If she left with nothing, Caitlyn really didn’t know where she would go from there. She’d refused to take the job Jayce had offered her, and she had no intentions of changing her mind, but if she left there empty-handed she felt as though she would no longer have a purpose. The past seven years she had done everything she could in honor of Vi, and the thought of letting her lost love down made her sick to her stomach. Shaking herself out of those thoughts, she mustered up a confidence she wasn’t entirely sure she actually possessed and approached the enforcer behind the front desk of the prison.

“I need to speak with one of the inmates,” Caitlyn informed him, getting right down to business. The warden was at least three times her size, and could very easily kick her out of here and send her on her way, but she outwardly kept her cool even though her nerves were eating her alive.

“Oh, folks in here aren’t usually very talkative,” he replied in a gruff voice, but he didn’t seem unfriendly.

“This one was hit by friendly fire. He’s got reason to talk,” she explained, hoping he would just lead her to the inmate without further argument. “Must have been sent in today?”

“Oh. Inmate 2135,” he said as he looked at what she assumed was a list of inmates. “Yeah, I’m, uh, afraid that’s not possible.”

“Why not?”

“Uh, well, there’s been… an incident,” he answered vaguely.

“What kind of incident?” She questioned, scared that the person she needed to speak to wound up dead in a prison brawl.

“The… not so pretty kind.”

“You don’t understand,” she pleaded, hoping the guard would be able to give her something useful. “I have to talk to him.”

“Oh, you’ll be able to,” he chuckled, somehow finding humor in a very unfunny situation. “As soon as he can move his jaw again.”

“Who assaulted him?”

“Inmate 516. Don’t know much about them or why they’re here, really. But clearly they had some unfinished business with 2135.”

“Well, can I speak to them instead?” She asked. Maybe if she couldn’t get answers from the tattooed man she had found on the ship, she’d at least be able to get something out of this mysterious inmate who clearly had a knack for violence.

“Help yourself, but don’t expect much,” he agreed to her request. “Elevator is down the hall. They’re held on the 40th floor.”

“Thank you,” she said sincerely, gaining a little bit of hope that she may not have come to this wretched place for no reason.

As soon as she was out of his sight, she raced to the elevator and selected the floor he’d told her to go. She anxiously watched the floor levels tick by, clutching her notebook to her chest for some sort of comfort and protection. When the elevator dinged, indicating she had reached her desired destination, she heard the loud thumping that she could only assume were fists landing punches on a hard surface. Peering into the other empty cells in the hallway she noticed that they had absolutely nothing inside, so she could only assume whoever was throwing punches were hitting the wall. She grimaced at the thought of how painful it must be for their knuckles to be connecting with the concrete.

As Caitlyn descended down the halls of Stillwater to meet with the prisoner who caused her only lead to have their jaw wired shut, she didn’t really know what to expect. She imagined a myriad of burly, lumbering men to be the ones pounding against the concrete wall, but the last thing she expected was to see the first and only person she has ever loved. It felt as though all the air was sucked out of her lungs, incapable of drawing a single breath as she caught sight of pink hair and an athletic build she now only ever saw in her dreams. Looking the same yet so different at the same time. Pink hair was grown out a little longer, obviously taller but still not quite reaching Cait’s height, mechanical looking tattoos covering defined muscles on her arms and back, and the all too familiar wraps covering the bloodied fists that were hammering away at the wall.

Caitlyn had imagined what she would say if she ever had the opportunity to speak to her first love again a million times, but now given the chance, words completely failed her. How could she capture seven years of longing and love into the right words? It simply wasn’t possible. The only thing she was able to say was the name that had kept her heart beating all these years, the name that gave her a purpose and the will to keep going when she had wanted to give up on everything.

“Violet?”

#arcane #league of legends #piltover's finest #caitvi #caitlyn x vi #vi x caitlyn #caitlyn kiramman #cass writes things

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dear-yandere · 5 years ago

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CONCEPT! Draven's darling escapes, ultimately humiliating him since he was known to be sadistic and always able to catch his prey even with giving them a head start in his executions for entertainment. But when he finds his darling after a long period of time by chance, there's hell to pay for not only sullying his pride but also even thinking of leaving someone as "great" as him.

I swear, your guys’ ideas are way better than mine. I like this concept a lot and it completely fits Draven. Imagine how livid he’d be, to which Darius would take advantage of just to get a rise out of his brother. I can see Darius saying how he’ll get darling before Draven can, or worse, that Draven is a failure of a Noxian. Draven’s competitive, so this wouldn’t go over well – probably resulting in a fight to near-death, if not death.

If Draven finds his darling with someone else, that other person will probably end up dead unless it’s another champion, in which case, it’d be very risky to take darling back – not that Draven will heed that warning. However, if he finds darling by themselves, he’ll make a point to torture them mentally, saying things like “see? no one else wants you, it was stupid to think you’d survive without yours truly” or “no one will love you like i do, [literally any derogatory name under the sun]”.

On another note, if Draven were Japanese, he’d refer to himself as ore-sama. I just wanted to put that out there.

I actually talked about Rakan (and Xayah) here and mentioned that Rakan is a delusional-protective in another post. To elaborate though, I think he’d be very clingy and convinced that he’s doing his darling a favor by continuously following and protecting them. Most birds are social creatures and mate for life, after all…

Yasuo is an interesting one because his childhood doesn’t lend itself to yandere tendencies. From his lore, “As a child, Yasuo often believed what the others in his village said of him: on the best days, his very existence was an error in judgement; on the worst, he was a mistake that could never be undone.” He’s also said to be very inpatient but determined. If I had to classify him, perhaps a lucid-reluctant with protective tendencies.

I think Yasuo would try his best not to strong deep connections much less fall in love since, as he says, “Death is like the wind - always by my side.” Because he is extremely guilt-ridden by the death of his Master Souma and brother Yone, he avoids settling down anywhere long enough to form friendships or connections (with the exception of Taliyah, who was his disciple) – much like the wind. When he inevitably falls for his darling, he’s beyond conflicted. He doesn’t want to associate with them because he’s convinced it will only result in bad luck or their untimely death, especially since he’s basically chasing death itself (aka, the person who murdered Souma). Of course, his intense feelings won’t allow him to just abandon them, which lends way to an overprotective nature at times.

God, these skins are so cool. Despite classifying him as a lucid-protective in another post, I can definitely see True Damage Ekko doing that. The fame and influence would get to his head and he wouldn’t realize the repercussions of announcing his lover publicly like that. Darling would probably get ruthlessly harassed and cyber-bullied, which would make him feel incredibly guilty and heart-broken, but at the same time, darling would need to stay with Ekko because he can ensure their safety.

The only champs I can see not being flashy about their darling is Akali, Yasuo, Senna, and Kai’sa.

#*concepts #league of legends #yandere league of legends #vanya

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cherry-flavoured-dreams · 3 years ago

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This year I've decided I'm gonna actually try and play ranked on league. I went 160 levels without doing it. I started playing league around last year end of February so its almsot been an entire one year! I want to talk about my progress and my thoughts through out the time.

Actually, I first got the game back in 2019. However, it was so toxic and confusing to learn by myself I left the game alone when I reached level 7.. Yea. I think the main issue is that the tutorials don't exactly explain how league works, just the basics. Press Q to ability. Destroy tower. Buy items. Destroy nexus. It doesn't exactly explain though what champions are good for what, what drakes do what, and how the game progresses over time. The one thing I struggled with when I first began league was obviously smurfs flaming me in my lobbies but also not understanding why going ahri top lane against a sett was not the best idea. No one explained that mostly melee tanks go top lane alone, no one explained there are two bit laners and only one mid laner. Not only that, but you didn't get taught why the jungle exists or what the monsters do. You only get smite at level 9 i think? That's definitely one of the biggest flaws since you can pick yi as your first champion without getting smite 8 levels later. I remember the first two champions I played were ahri and kayn top lane because I genuinely didn't know anything. I didn't know what items to buy at the time because there was no recommended feature. Over all, it is a very hard game to learn for a beginner without having someone teach you or putting alot of time into watching videos on how to play.

Then in 2021 I started learning with my bf and other friend. The main reason we started playing was because of KDA and we just really wanted to see what the game was. I personally couldn't find my main champion until about level 30. I started off by going from champion to champion. Akali, Sett, ahri, kayle. I never played them in any right lanes. Then I found out about Xayah. I watched a tutorial video and found out she was w bot laner and from then on i started googling where each champion went and their builds and runes. Over time things started making sense such as why a random dude came out of the jungle and why a massive dragon was above me on the map. However, no matter how much I played Xayah it never felt quite right. I prefered solo Lane but when I played Xayah mid wasn't a thing. Some time later, I decided to try out neeko. She looked so cute and colourful and I found out she was a mid laner. However, my boyfriend is a mid lane main at the time and played akali and ekko. So I searched up if maybe I can play her bot lane. I didn't find neeko adc, but instead I found neeko support videos by dog lighting. I watched them and instantly knew neeko was going to be a blast. Her abilities were simple but hard to master, especially landing a huge team ultimate. Me and one of my other friends who decided to play adc as caitlyn started doing the combo bot lane and it was so effective. I pretty much became a neeko one trick pony for a good 30 levels? I eventually reached mastery 7 with her at around 40k mastery points and felt really fulfilled. However at the same time it kind of felt like the end of a game, you know? I decided hey, maybe I should try someone new. I liked the support role because you did so much for your team without them realising you're the reason they're alive and the battle was one. I remember one of the characters I bought in order to play draft pick was Soraka.

And after one game of Soraka, i ended up getting an S+ and knew I was going to master her quickly. I played her for many games straight in order to understand what the best build for her was and what champions she counters. Her healing is pretty crazy, like a literal living ambulance. I have a clip of me saving someone's life actually and getting no thank you or anything at all haha. And then at the end they had the audacity to say adc diff. I'm not quite sure where it is right now though, I will definitely find it later and post it if I haven't already and edit this section. Soraka how ever felt a bit too easy to play so I decided to try new supports.

Heres the clipppppp :D found it

Senna was my next step. I actually wasn't sure if she was a support or an adc, but since my dumb little brain saw her Q healed I thought that meant she was in fact a full on support. Obviously she can be played both roles now that I know the game better. I found her a little harder than Soraka because her root was a skillshot and her ultimate was very precise. I actually really enjoyed her though, she does so much damage and her passive is really good. Her range gets pretty crazy later on.

After senna came the absolutely hated yet loved Seraphine. Now don't get me wrong, she's a good champion but her physical design is... Not that good. You can tell she clearly had her kda look planned out before her base look. She does remind me of Sona but unless you've played both champions you know they're different in quite a few ways. I really liked Seraphines massive ultimate that can completely change the game, just like neeko. Her echoing shield was also a really nice touch. Her overall music and vibe was nice and had so much damage as well.

Okay it's now getting even worse but I promise I never actually properly mained her: yuumi. She is just so cute okay? It's so funny when the enemies go crazy over a little cat that presses E, occasionally W, Q and R. I love how impactful she is late game. Early game it honestly is more of a 4v5. I know I'm gonna sound like such a protective support main who wants to seek out attention and approval for our hard work but yuumi does genuinely require more skill than you think. It's not just sit there and heal. Her passive is so under used by the amount of players I've seen. Especially later game. Her shielding becomes so good and if you keep bouncing from ally to ally to ally rather than pocketing one person the whole game you genuinely make your team immortal. Her R as well, am i literally the only one who has realised you can fly from ally to ally while casting your ultimate so it quite literally roots the entire team? Haha yet again another massive ultimate like neeko and Seraphine. If your ally also doesn't go the right direction of you ultimate just unattach yourself. Most of the time I really prefer doing that when none of my allies want to initiate the fight (fighter yuumi let's go 😩). Over all though I just think she is definitely one of the more stereotyped characters in the game. Unless you've actually played yuumi properly you think it's just a champion that you press one button on. And you're not wrong, you can do that, but in order to be more effective there's more to do.

After yuumi came Janna. Oh boy she was already fun enough before the rework. But after her rework? She was so broken and funny I genuinely made the best use of it while I could before she got hot fixed. Glacial runes and the swiftness boots on her were literally just a death sentence to the enemies. Before the rework however she did feel really similar to soraka in a way. Its off because they're very different but her playstyle was similar. Land a Q, use your shield and use your ult to heal everyone.

After I played a lot of supports, I decided hey, I really want to know what if feels like to play adc and get so many kills and get carried by the support. So I decided to leave Xayah behind for a little bit and try kai'sa. Oh my god. I literally could not understand how I always died so much I just gave up every now and then. I realised I really need a good support in order to play adc well, rather than an inting lux who kept getting smashed by a Nautilus. After maining support I realised I now see the problem from the other side, which is that you genuinely have to rely on your support in order to carry you. In the support role, you rely on yourself and if it doesn't work out, tough, next game maybe the adc will go in with you in a fight rather than farm when you're getting clapped by a brand and xerath bot lane. I really tried to play kai'sa well but I gave up. It was too hard without any decent supports.

One day i remembered how the main person I wanted to learn when I first started playing was ahri. So that's when I went back to mid lane and practiced her. In the beginning I struggled a bit, not understanding her combo. But after a few videos on YouTube from legit Korea and Eliax universe I literally felt like my brain magically clicked and I instantly started carrying. I don't know what it was, I think I genuinely am a better visual learner than anything. I just needed to see the way they played and boom I absorbed it and got better and better. Her charm was a important part of the kit but you can still kill without it. However she is definitely more of a team fight champion than 1v1. Mid lane made me realise how much I fekin hate and cannot stand yasuo, yone, zed and sylas. They are the main 4 characters I hate in this game and wish did not exist. The life steal, mobility and damage they do is so ridiculous. Obviously I had games where I would hard stomp on them with ahri but they are just some of the most annoying champions to me in general, no matter who I play. Brand, shaco and twitch are also very hated by me and so is teemo. I think I honestly hate every adc at this point in one way or another when I'm in the heat of the moment, but the ones I genuinely dread the most are draven, ashe and Lucian. Back onto the topic, ahri quickly became my new mid lane main. She is so good and her ultimate is so helpful. Her passive didnt feel the best though. I own a bit too many ahri skins it's kind of sad. But hey i got the midnight one from a chest so I'm not complaining. Also, her new rework came out a few days ago and I'm in love with it. She feels so much smoother and honestly I feel like she does more damage than before even though they removed her 20% more damage taken while charmed. Her healing after a taken is also so nice. I'd use to always get away on like one health after getting one or two kills during a team fight and then die or have to recall but now during team fights she feels so much more sustainable, especially with the new amount of dashes she can get too. I prefer the new rework but the old one wasn't bad at all either. In really excited to see her visual update because her running animation makes her look so hunched over and bad (don't kill me)

After realising I can play mid and support well but not adc, I decided I may try a new role, jungle. And damn, it was kinda hard. I started learning jungle by playing lillia which definitely was one of the worst decisions ever. Don't get me wrong, I love her, she's definitely in my top 10 favourite champions to play list. However she was a hard champion to learn for a role I've never really tried before. She's very very squishy and I didn't understand that she was a champion that you really have to kite with in order to get a kill early on. Her clear was easy and I really liked her Q ability. Her w felt very satisfying and her swirlseed was quite hard to master. Her sleep was something I didn't understand that much either early on even though its so simple to me now. So anyway, I always was in a good mood when I decided to play her again and then instantly regretted playing her afterwards. I'd always end up completely negative and never understand how junglers cleared so much faster than me, how they got their team to help them take objectives and always bank at the right times without dying and feeding. I decided to abandon her for some time and moved on to someone else after getting a skin shard.

The skin shard i got was for Elise, the bewitching skin. I actually don't know what got me to decide to waste my orange essence on it. I think it was the fact that it was a Halloween exclusive and the splash art was gorgeous. I bought Elise and got the skin and decided maybe my luck will be better. And belive it or not, I decided to play Elise without my friends knowing. I figured hey, wouldn't it be funny if one day we just pull up into a game and I pick elise and then just absolutely destroy the enemy team and my friends will think it's my first time? So that's when my Elise gaming began. U actually really really enjoyed her. Her clear wasn't too bad although I struggled with raptors. The main thing I liked about her was that she had technically 7 abilities. Her pounce on her spider form was a really good ability that caught up on enemies when they don't expect it, you could tower dive and get out. Her root and explosion was a good form of poke and kill. She reminded me of evelynn in a way. Keep in mind, I have played many champions that I haven't mentioned on here, I'm just naming the key champion phases I had that brought me to the current point. Carrying on, I played her quite a bit until I started getting flamed a lot for always taking kills and being a selfish jungle. I promise you I really don't try to kill steal, and if I see my lamer unable to get the kill I just pounce and finish them off. But the toxicity really got to me so I actually stopped playing her. Hope you're happy that one dude you've crushes my Elise dreams smh.

Soon enough vex got released i really liked her and found it so hard to get into a game without someone banning or picking her for the first week. I think in total I played like two games. After the hype died down though I was happy and played her mid until like mastery 4. Not because I didn't like her, I just got a bit bored honestly. One tricking became dull to me and looking back at beginner me I have no clue how I manged to only ever play neeko 24/7. Nowadays I only ever play neeko like every now and then because I don't exactly have a main. Same goes with the rest of my champions.

Eventually i decided maybe I should try adc again. I tried out caitlyn and damn, she was actually fun. This was before the rework and I don't quite remember if this was before or after vex was released so that's why I'm putting this section here. I think what really felt different about caitlyn was her huge range and the similar passive to neekos W. The head shot that did more damage was really helpful and the ultimate that sniped them after a lot of damage taken before hand felt very accomplishing. I decided to try her mid lane and oh boy this was actually fun. I decided to ignore people who flamed my off meta mid laners from then on because it was something new for me and I found CSing so much more effective and easier to do in mid lane rather than having to worry about the support brand stunning you for ten years then burning for the next. I did lethality caitlyn and stopped playing her also around mastery 4.

And now I'm gonna bring back a champion from before, lillia! I decided that I really missed her but I never felt good playing her so I thought I'd try something new. Lillia top lane. This was actually inspired by a video I saw about someone reaching grandmaster with her by playing top. So after some time I played it and oh my lord was it eye opening. I actually felt happy playing her! I went on like a 7 win streak I think it was. The champion i finally ended up losing to top lane was darius then later on fiora but I wasn't even angry, I finally discovered how to play the champion i enjoyed in a way I liked. I am currently mastery 6 with lillia.

The next champion I decided to try was lux. I was actually really surprised I haven't tried her until around level 100. She was such a basic champion who literally every owned. You'd see her literally almost every game bot or mid Lane. Since I was a support main that meant I knew exactly what she did. I didn't even need to read her abilities except her passive. I just looked which ability was which and began playing. And dam. I was actually so shocked at how much damage she did. She was so simple yet so effective??? Her ultimate cool down is also so short. I played her support and it was actually so easy i genuinely decided to play her mid lane over support because I'd get flamed for kill stealing by the adcs (you're such a pain in the asses, like do you want me to let them get away? I've genuinely decided I'd rather kill steal than have the enemy possibly get away. The amount of times I held back to let the adc kill them only for the enemy to get away on a slither of health makes me wanna cry). I ended up getting a very fast mastery 7 on lux and then went back onto soraka for a little bit, getting mastery 7 on her. I struggled quite a bit on getting mastery 7 with ahri but eventually I got there.

Some time later, my boyfriend decided he's going to try and play adc. He was able to play every role but adc because he never really tried it. Which meant I'd help him as his support. However we would do terrible. No matter who I played something never felt quite right. That's when he told me I should try playing engage supports. Honestly my life kind of changed after that. I actually hated playing engage so much in the beginning, I whined about it and was stroppy I couldn't play what I wanted to but he told me this would be the only way I could improve which he wasn't wrong about. I could play almost every enchanter suport but not a single engage. So first I started by playing a bit of Nautilus, a big change from cute squishy enchanter girl supports. I liked his ultimate but other than that I didn't enjoy his other abilities that much. His hook was just like any other hook to me so we are going to exclude that. Then came Thresh. He was actually not that bad at first, but somehow I became worse over time??? I don't know how that worked but i quickly decided nope after a few games. Eventually I bought Leona and then it felt just right. She actually felt tanky which I didn't feel like with Nautilus and Thresh, her stuns were good and her ultimate was very good in fights. I actually felt kind of stupid after saying I hate all engage supports after discovering my girl Leona. But hey, I am currently mastery 6 with her and me and my boyfriend always do really well whenever we play together and I do Leona.

I'm gonna keep the next part short because there isn't much to say here. I then tried out nami, Sona, Lulu and rakan. all were fun and good champions to play that were effective and very helpful later on with fights.

And here comes another champion that I abandoned. Xayah. Damn, I never fully felt right when playing her, just like lillia. Trying to farm bot lane was so hard with her and trying to play with a random support wasn't fun either. So recently I decided I will do what I did with caitlyn, go mid lane. And honestly, this felt so much better already. I could focus on farming and being in a 1v1 rather than a 2v2 with someone I wasn't actually able to communicate with properly. A new build soon enough was discovered on Xayah and I began playing her even better than before. Eventually I reached mastery 6 with her and felt accomplished. Unfortunately I don't think I will ever get mastery 7 with her. Why? Let me quickly tell you how many mastery points it took me to get mastery 6. After about 160 levels of pain, confusion, terrible farm, random supports and then finally discovering my comfort zone, I present to you around uh... 80k mastery points. Yep. Embarrassing. But hey, at least I've reached it now okay? And it totally wasn't because my boyfriend carried me with blitzcrank because I needed one more S- so he said play bot lane with me and I'll help. I love that boy. Anyway, I cant wait until prestige Xayah comes out because I've been always playing her since the beginning i between all the phases I had to refresh myself. I already have the star guardian skin and the prestige one is so pretty.

So here I am with my explanations and almost a year worth of league gaming. My top 10 champions as of so far are:

Neeko: Mastery 7, 120k points

Ahri: Mastery 7, 80k points

Lux: Mastery 7, 75k points

Soraka: Mastery 7, (50k points?)

Seraphine: Mastery 7, (40k points?)

Xayah: Mastery 6, 80k points

Lillia: Mastery 6, 40k points

Senna: Mastery 6, 35k points

Nami: Mastery 6, 30k points

Leona: Mastery 6, 30k points

Those are the estimates of what they are. For quite a few of them I need like two more tokens for mastery 7. But Yea. There's some league stuff :D

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citywatcher · 7 years ago

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DEN OF THIEVES.

Today was heist day.

Ekko was going to meet the crew by the sandbars near one of Clan Arvino’s warehouses. The air was cleaner out here, closer to the sea. Ekko thought that if there wasn’t so much that needed attention in the suburbs of Zaun, he might have liked to move to the coast someday. The sound of the waves gliding against the shore was soothing, a slow rhythm that the ruckus of the narrow streets and slums of Zaun couldn’t hope to replicate.

Over on the north side of Piltover, Ekko had heard that the beaches were filled with white sand and turquoise water, and the sea floor sparkled with shells. Ekko frowned. The sea on this side of Zaun didn’t share the same luck. A murky blue pervaded the surface of the water, the waves ragged and choppy as they lapped up onto the shore.

“Ekko,” one of his friends had said. “Wouldn’t it be cool to go see it one day?”

He had given them a pained smile. “I’d like to bring it here one day.”

Ekko walked up the sandbar, pebbles crunching underneath his boots. The clan guardsmen had become smarter, flagging down groups of more than three teenagers whenever they wandered too close to property lines. So he had taken a roundabout route along the shore, while the other members of his crew coming along for the heist would come from a different direction.

For now, though, it seemed like had arrived early. With the power to rewind time literally in his back pocket, keeping a schedule wasn’t nearly as difficult as it used to be, but he’d been making more use of the time he didn’t rewind recently. More room to reflect and look back. Ekko found a row of wooden stumps along the side of the warehouse and took a seat, leaning back against the stone wall.

Ekko had placed a hand on a part of the stone jutting out of the wall, using it like an armrest. But the stone began to wobble, and he quickly turned to look. Had he been lounging over the den of one of those sand crabs?

Then the entire stone wall began to shake. Ekko pushed himself away, fearing an earthquake. Zaun didn’t experience many tremors, but its citizens were always on the lookout. With the city of Piltover looming over them, every Zaunite had to know the quickest way to escape the underpasses, to reach a point where they weren’t in danger of having the bricks and mortar of Piltover collapse on top of them.

Ekko began heading for the seashore, turning around to gauge the magnitude of the earthquake. But nothing else was rumbling - only the stone which he had leaned on. He raised an eyebrow. Tracing his gaze up the stone wall, he noticed something very perplexing about the stone. It was receding.

“Whoa!” he heard a voice cry out. “Pardon me! Oh, watch out!”

Coming over the crest of the stone wall was a girl who seemed to be running down the jagged surface. But as Ekko looked closer, he realized she wasn’t running - she was riding the stone, as if it was some kind of skateboard.

And she was speeding right towards him. Her eyes were wide with panic and Ekko noticed her short brown hair - standing up in waves like a dandelion.

He almost didn’t come clear in time, but Ekko swerved out of the way, holding out a hand to steady his footing. The girl hit the ground with a dull thump, and sand flew into the air from the impact. Ekko raised an arm to shield his eyes, turning his attention to her when the coast was clear.

The girl lay on her side, curled with her knees tucked in. Ekko walked over, taking note of her clothing. Giant sleeves? Were those shoulder pads made of stone? He figured she wasn’t from around Zaun.

“Hey, you alright?” he asked, offering a hand.

The girl pushed herself up with a groan. “Hm?” She looked up towards him, her face blank for a moment. Then she lifted her eyebrows and gasped. “Oh, Great Weaver, I’m so sorry!” She grasped his hand, allowing him to pull her up to her feet. “You aren’t hurt, are you?”

Looks fine to me, Ekko thought.

“Me? Nah, all good. But... you…” Ekko looked towards the stone wall and back to the girl, his eyes narrowed. “Were you riding on that rock?”

“Oh!” The girl raised a hand to the back of her neck. “Well, I suppose I was. Is it impolite to weave the rock here without asking?”

Ekko was sure he had misheard her, so he reached for his Z-Drive and rewound back seven seconds.

Another embarrassed gesture. He turned an ear towards her, to make sure he heard correctly.

“Is it impolite to weave the rock here without asking?”

Ekko turned back to face her straight-on. Alright, so he wasn’t hearing things.

“You… weave rocks. So what, you make stone quilts or something?”

She pressed her hands together, her fingers tapping each other. “Oh no, I suppose I’m speaking too quickly. I’ll explain, then. I’m a stoneweaver. The earth calls to me, and I answer it. And when I speak to it, it can move me, as you just saw, so…”

Ekko crossed his arms. “Magic, then.” It wasn’t like he’d never seen it used before. The artificers in Piltover used magic when they went to work on hextech. But hextech had always felt like a product, something conducted in a lab. Ekko couldn’t say he encountered a lot of magic like this. If he considered time travel to be a similar sort of reality bending, that was the only thing like it.

“And what brings a stoneweaver down to the shoreline in Zaun? Need some sand for an experiment?”

The girl paused for a second. “Not exactly. I was just - well, you see, I followed this path and thought…” She turned her gaze to the tide coming in behind Ekko, then looked back to him and sighed. “I’m lost.”

Ekko let out a low chuckle. “Yeah, I can see how Zaun wouldn’t exactly be the most tourist-friendly city.” He uncrossed his arms, letting his thumbs sit in his pockets. “Let me try to fix that reputation. Name’s Ekko.”

“My name is Taliyah,” she answered, nodding. “Then, Ekko, if it’s not too much to ask…?”

“You want me to lead you back to the main streets. Yeah, I can take you there. But, you see…” He pondered how to phrase it. “You caught me in the middle of something really important.”

“Oh, that’s not an issue! I can wait,” Taliyah said, looking down at the shore. “People are busy. Perhaps I should study the sand here after all.”

“Well, about that.”. Even if Ekko and his friends pulled off their heist without a catch, the theft would still sound the alert and bring in the clan security to the warehouse. The last thing he wanted was for someone else to get detained by association because of their shenanigans. Especially Taliyah - she was the textbook definition of an innocent bystander.

That didn’t leave him many options, and the ones Ekko did think of were still unsavory. Still, he figured it was better to not leave her in the dark.

“I was actually wondering if you’d like to help me out. I’ve never seen a stoneweaver before, but from the short time I saw you in action, your powers seem pretty neat.”

Taliyah looked elated. “Help out? In what way?”

Here came the tricky part. “So, my friends and I are conducting some kind of… business. And I’ll be straight, we’re not exactly being the most honest of people. But we’ve got a job to do, and it’s really important.”

Taliyah blinked. “I… see?” She turned her head up towards the roof of the warehouse in the distance. She frowned “Is that where you’re going?”

“Uh-huh.”

She looked back at Ekko, and he could feel her glare piercing through his skin. “Are you thieves?”

He shifted his weight from side to side. “If you get technical with it… you could say so. Look, I can explain, there’s-”

The thwomp of a rock striking him in the forehead cut Ekko off. He raised a hand, rubbing the point of impact. The other hand went to his Z-Drive. Maybe he should try starting off on the right foot.

Rewind!

Again, he shifted and leaned on one foot. “Okay, I’ll admit it.” He swerved to the side, dodging the rock launched at him. “But what we do is what we know is best for the people of Zaun.”

Taliyah had another pebble raised in the air, but let it fall to the ground.

“If someone takes the possessions of another person in my tribe, that person deserves no respect,” Taliyah explained. “Thieves have no place in our society. How can you say that being a thief is good for your people?”

“Because we don’t just let the rich and the powerful use what they have to tread all over others.” Ekko stood his ground. The lost boys of Zaun were often condemned as thieves, vandals, agents of disorder. But this flavor of chaos was how they would solve Zaun’s problems.

“If the law won’t be on our side, and looks the other way, then we have no choice but to take matters in our own hands.”

One of his friends appeared at the top of the wall. “Yo, Ekko!” she called out. “Get over here!”

He raised a hand in acknowledgment. “Yeah, yeah, I know!” He turned to Taliyah.

“Listen, I don’t have enough time to explain everything, but I can tell you that we don’t have time to debate the finer points of this right now.” He tilted his head towards the warehouse. “The clan guardsmen will come to check out the facility soon. And I don’t think you want to be around if they start looking for us.”

Taliyah held his gaze, her face impassive as stone, but dropped her shoulders and sighed. “Alright then, Ekko. I am with you for now out of circumstance, but I don’t take those who commit thievery lightly. I want to hear more about you, and what you want for Zaun.”

“Deal,” Ekko said. He thought about extending a hand, but figured she wouldn’t want the handshake of someone who just admitted to thievery.

“Then, for now, welcome to the team.”

#no relation to cait at all in thsi story but i wantd to write a drabble so here's ekko and taliyah #drabbles.#long post //

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