#Default Verse[Silco]

[shimmerbeasts]

The nail polish dripped off the small brush as Jinx pulled it out of the small vial. She sat on Silco's desk, nursing Silco's hand on her knee. Jinx carefully and methodically began applying the nail polish to Silco's nails. Red, green, red, green, ad infinitum. Red for the deaths the Sickly Months brought. Green for the diseases, Zaun had learned to fear. All because those pesky Pilties did not give a damn about the ways their trading seasons endangered their darker sister.

Jinx hummed under her breath. Putting the brush back into the jar of nail polish, she raised Silco's hand up by the wrist and breathed with a low whistle across it to help the paint dry. A small smile crept across her face, showing off her fangs. She had tried painting her canines red and green too, using a mirror. Her work had not been too perfect, paint smudging against her gums.

"Other hand, Papa?", she requested, waiting for Silco to hand her his other hand. Jinx picked up the red nail polish. Stirring the brush in the bottleneck, listening to the squishing of the paint, she asked: "Who do you think is gonna dress up as the Pale Death for today's festivals? Ooohh, did we make pastries?! I bet Sevika forgot again!"

The Pale Death was what Zaunites called their iteration of Kindred. A large humanoid chimaera of a wolf and a lamb. With sickly grey fur and shades of green, the Pale Death was best known for having the skull of a wolf for its head and a thick layer of lamb wool on its shoulders. Zaunites tended to copy this by wearing white scarves and animal skulls. The tradition dictated that they tried to stave off death's presence by offering it parts of their meals to compel it to walk past their house.

@reverentlit liked for a Christmas (my version) themed starter.

[blackrosesmatron]

“I know you care for her, but you should wait until I bring her to you.” The Matron’s voice echoed through the room before her figure materialized from the shadows behind him. “You’re only torturing yourself, standing in front of that mirror.” She gestured to the enchanted mirror—a window she’d crafted to let him view his city safely from a hidden distance.

Piltover Council had been trying to take him down for quite sometime now, and only not doing so because the man had his own pawns among the topsiders. Yet, it was inevitable that at some point someone would be bold enough to try to end his life themselves. That happened to be the Kiramman girl, shooting Silco's clone just as LeBlanc had foreseen. It was why she’d worked so hard to convince him to leave Zaun before it was too late. And, though she'd never admit it, she was relieved she hadn’t had to resort to more drastic measures to save him.

“She’s mourning you now,” LeBlanc murmured, stepping beside him. In the reflection, they could both see her comforting Jinx on the other side of the mirror. “But not for long.”

Slender fingers intwined with his as she held his hand for a second, giving him a comforting squeeze, “Perhaps now you’ll believe that I care about both of you. While I live, I will not let any harm reach either of you.”

@jynxd

[goddessofroyalty]

hi, i see the "Mylo was born as a surprise twin to Claggor" Zaun Family headcanon and raise you "Mylo was born some mere 10 months after Claggor as an almost-surprise baby, Silco never shed Clag's pregnancy weight, symptoms were drowned out by post-partum and he only realized he was pregnant AGAIN ARELADY (HOW WTF) with Mylo nearing mid-term when the pup started to kick up a storm"--thoughts?

I can absolutely see that happening, although I am kind of impressed Silco was willing to even look at Vander's dick a month out of birthing Claggor.

It's so easy for Silco to justify to himself as well - he doesn't do pregnancy well so it makes sense that it takes his body longer than most to recover from it. He isn't particularly fertile anyway (took years for Claggor to be conceived) and it's rare for people to be able to conceive that soon after giving birth. It all can be explained away as just aftereffects of his last pregnancy. Even the first flutters of kicks are probably brushed away as just gas.

When it does click what's actually happening I do think he's very seriously considering killing or at least castrating Vander. Silco had no interest in having another so soon after they had Claggor. He doesn't know if he can do another pregnancy this soon after having Claggor. He was probably enjoying being able to do things that he couldn't do while pregnant and now he's back to pregnancy limitations. And, of course, Vander is completely the blame for it in his mind.

[shimmerbeasts]

Most Zaunites hardly looked Vastayan anymore. They lacked the fur, animal-like faces, the tails, and the moving ears. They might have sharper teeth and claws, however, like most animals, they had to grow into those at first. Natural selection and interbreeding with people had made Zaunites look more and more human on the outside. Nowadays, few people would even be able to tell that the inhabitants of the Undercity had emerged from a Vastayan gene pool.

Piltover certainly refused to acknowledge it in any meaningful capacity. If you were to ask an Enforcer why exactly animal comparisons were so rampant when it came to speaking of the Undercity, most would just mutter something demeaning about that Zaunites were just filthy animals, plain and simple. Piltover did not acknowledge the Vastayan heritage unless it happened to benefit them. Nothing benefitted the City of Progress more than painting the lower classes as filthy animals, below their notice and unworthy of any benefits or innovation.

One day, Silco would make them fear the very animals, which they chose to talk over and demean. That was why Shimmer existed. It didn't just give Zaun a fighting chance. It reintroduced them all to their forgotten heritage, to the way of the animals, slumbering deep inside of them. That was why Silco spoke of monsters and predators, whenever he met with the Chem-Barons or even just the sons and daughters of Zaun. The children on the streets were far more receptive to exploring their hidden nature, even without Shimmer wetting their lips.

Jinx was one such case. As his beloved daughter turned into a teen, she began to increasingly delve into more animalistic behaviour. From gnawing at his fingers with fangs, which were just growing into their own, to scratching over his arms and sides, ruining his suits and requiring the regular retailoring of his pieces. Silco had never chastised her for it and instead sometimes offered up his hands or arms for her to explore to her full content. The small crescent marks of her fangs were nothing compared to witnessing her monster crawl out of its shell with each passing day.

That monster had grown only more intense, now that his little predator was a Hound.

She had grown to be more than Silco had ever dared to imagine. Moments like this proved that his intuition in taking her in had been right. She wasn't just like him in the pain, Vi's betrayal and abandonment had given her. She was also like him in her fiery passion, her hunger for violence and her absolute ruthlessness. That sickening smile as Jinx spoke of how she would punish Eramis could have made most people ill. However, not Silco. He welcomed it with open arms.

It spoke of the strength of Jinx's mental will that she managed to reel her monster in, even though she had so clearly expressed excitement. Few people had the courage and mental fortitude to release their monster from its chains to let it roam free, however, it took a special kind of mental strength to reattach a harness to your beast and redirect it to where you wanted it to go, let alone, hold it back.

Silco reassured Jinx: "He does, Jinx. He deserves every ounce of pain, coming for him. But alas, my dear, an ambush hunt can only succeed if you sneak up close. Even cursorial hunters need to get in closer before they start chasing their prey to exhaustion. It conserves time and energy and ensures success. You do want success in this hunt, don't you?"

He added: "And of course, I will rile him up for you, Jinx."

As a child she had discovered how cruel the world truly was. Most importantly she discovered what its was like to truly be a zaunite. There were natural, predatorial instincts that those who born here inherited, it was ingrained in their very being. The signs of these instincts would always surface, however for some it showed the older they got, namely in their teens. Most didn’t know what to do about it, just simply let it be but kept it uncontained until they no longer could. However these signs had begun to develop on Jinx before she had even hit double digits.

Jinx was too young at the time to realize what they were or what they meant. It started with little things, such as developing a habit to nip at Silco’s fingers with not yet sharpened teeth. In times where Jinx sought comfort in his lap, she would do this often. Silco never responded, as if it were the most natural thing, like it was supposed to be. Never once did he tell her to stop, in fact he almost seemed to encourage it. Just as he had done when her claws began to surface, the result in which required him to tailor several new suits. Early signs of her monster, one Silco carefully and strategically nurtured, which became a core part of who she was now. This was only made stronger by becoming a hound.

So the idea that someone could not only deny that part of themselves, but turn away from it sickened her. By doing that you were no better than the filth of piltover, and as silco said, you became prey. “Oh you don’t have to worry about that papa, the little piggy will soon discover what it means to feel like prey.” A sickening grin spread across her face at the image of watching him panic and squeal as he was hunted down. “I can’t wait to tear him apart, show him what it’s really like to be a zaunite.”

The grin shrunk as Silco rose his hand, her expression taking a more serious form. Admittedly the excitement was too obvious, she realized. If they went in there now, they would have a warning that something was going to happen. They might even try to run and while she loved the idea of the building fear, it needed to contained. The hunger would have to wait for just the right time, to listen for the go ahead. Conditioning would help ease this but she didn’t want to disappoint Silco by letting her excitement get the better of her.

Jinx steeled her excitement the best she could by taking a deep breath. The effort was aided by the ruffling of her bangs, his encouragement. “Am I that obvious? I’m sorry, it’s just I want him to suffer and so does the monster. He deserves it.” Sapphire orbs glanced up at Silco with determination now as she nodded her head. “For you I can do anything, papa. I’ll hold my excitement for now until you’re ready to make him squeal.”

Very rarely did he reach out and touch her, a touch avqersion she’d only become aware of once she had reached her teens. So just the mere act of touching her, even if it was just her hair, spoke volumes. It had demanded her attention and focus. “I trust you’ll rile him up for me, won’t you papa?”

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[ferinehuntressmoved]

　　　MAIN VERSE : ARCANE

˚ * ˙ ⭒ ⊱　fandom    Arcane (canon) & League of Legends.   ˚ * ˙ ⭒ ⊱　species    human {empath / vastaya ancestry}. ˚ * ˙ ⭒ ⊱　years old    8 - 24.

　Based on the events of the Netflix Series, Arcane. Caitlyn Kiramman is part of the family Dynasty and her mother, Cassandra, is one of the council members in Piltover. She sees to prove the depth of danger from her detective work that people have named "The Great Conspiracy". However, Caitlyn knows what others don't and allow thesmelves to be blinded to: Silco's danger to both Zaun and Piltover.

　In her attempt to prove this, she joins up with Vi, in search for answers to prove the dangers that works unrestrained in the undercity of Zaun.

　　NOTE: This will include anything form pre-canon, default canon, and post-canon (3 different verse tags on blog)

[independentzaun]

Some random notes about "main verses"

Main verse is post arcane, he survived, my default assumption for Jinx is she believes he's dead and that despite him showing up to try to reassure her Jinx thinks he's a hallucination (my Jinx will generally be off screen except for specific plots). Willing to change as needed. Also have verses for during arcane, and AUs.

Main verse is also post arcane. Helped Silco survive, and has her mechanical arm back. Has other verses, willing to adapt.

Main verse is honestly... whatever the other mun's main verse is for Arcane. If it's post arcane unless the other mun writes Silco OR it's specifically requested for an interesting plot (which I do have with one person) he's dead because generally speaking I don't feel like having to pull in my Silco for my Jinx. If it's set during Arcane it will probably be before the Bridge and Jinx getting taken to Singed, but I'm flexible on that as well.

[shimmerbeasts]

Meetings, politics, economic profits, blah, blah, blah. So very boring. Even as Silco had told Jinx what he had to do this morning, she had found herself tuning out for most of it. It wasn't like Papa allowed her to partake in those meetings anyway. No, it was just him and the brutish bear, all morning running up and down in the Undercity. Making deals, and ensuring Shimmer shipments were taken care of. All that boring stuff, which did not involve bloodshed and mayhem. All the boring stuff, which had no use for her gadgetry.

Usually, he insisted that she ought to focus on her gadgetry in these moments. After all, a revolution could never idle. However, she had not been able to come up with anything right now, so instead she decided to mess around with Silco when he returned. After all, he always spoke of how they had to be able to install a good dose of fear into Piltover. And wasn't there a saying that practice makes perfect?

Silco preferred to use the back entrance of The Last Drop as that tended to be less crowded. There was an old vent pipe huddled against plumming right on the opposite side of the entrance. Jinx had plunged into it and after arranging her body to be perfectly concealed, she flipped the lid shut and waited. Despite the cramped environment, the darkness and the stale air, Jinx felt no fear. Her hearing was so fine, that she could easily make out the rhythm of steps outside. Jinx listened for the telltale gait of Silco's steps. Slow, meticulous, controlled like everything about him.

Jinx burst out of the pipe as soon as Silco walked past her. "Raaaahhhh!", she screamed playfully as she swiped at his shoulder with a hand. If Jinx had bothered striking properly, her claws would have met flesh. As things stood now though, they whisked harmlessly past Silco's sleeves and coat collar. Still, she had timed her strike perfectly. Silco staggered, whirled around and reached for his hip where his knife used to be before it had found a new home, impaled in his desk. Shock distorted his features and made Jinx's heart swell with pride.

"Gotcha!", she called with glee as she squeezed her way out of the pipe and hopped on the ground beside him. "You should have seen your face!" As Silco fixed up his appearance again - after all, the leader of all Chem-Barons could not seem startled for one moment -, she said: "I know. I just couldn't come up with anything new and exciting to show you. Besides, you always said how we are supposed to scare Piltover. Did I scare you, Silly? Did I?"

[@shimmerbeasts asked :: "😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse (Jinx for Silco)" (ask meme here)]

 Business was done for the day. He hated morning-set meetings. Not only were they a slog to get through, betraying his natural nocturnal schedule to attend, but they were at higher risk of topside interference. Even with the sheriff in his pocket, he still had the instincts of a resistance leader. Never risk your important people in a display of pride or complacency. Ah, but the chem barons were becoming complacent, that was a fact. They were always complaining about profits and politics, rather than focusing on the true goal of holding the undercity together and turning against the true enemy: Piltover. It seemed as though they were happy enough to live under oppressive rule if it meant that they, personally, thrived.

 It made him sick.

 The drive back was a quiet one, spent mostly with him looking out the window and to the streets. So much had changed since their revolt against topside, yet it seemed like nothing would change their fate. People were now free to live their precious little lives, but only under the blind thumb of Piltover’s Council. They would be pit against one another, fighting for the scraps that topside would deem worth sparing. He felt the cab slow to a stop, and glanced up to see the green glow on the Last Drop’s illuminated sign. He was home. He tossed a small pouch of gears to the driver. “Keep the change,” he growled out before climbing into the open air.

 He preferred the back entrance to the club. It was a more secure path to his office, even when the club was inactive. Every time he walked through the alley, though, he was reminded of the time he was pinned against the walls and searched during an enforcer raid back in the days of the Underground. it was unpleasant, but easy enough to ignore. His feet carried him around the building and through to the back alley, where a closed off vent pipe had always resided, its flip-lid currently sitting shut. Just as he made to pass by it, something blue and bright burst from the pipe. He spun, hand slamming to his hip, where his knife used to live before its new home in the desk was found.

 Jinx. It was Jinx.

 He slowly eased back down, lowering his hand to his side again. “Good work. You actually managed to get my heart going.” He offered her a small smirk and raspy huff as he fixed his hair with his other hand. “Shouldn’t you be working on your gadgetry?”

[cataschism]

vi verse ramblings below the cut (spoilers for ep 7)

VI DUAL VERSE. (Default) ✦ CREATURE DAUGHTER.

When Singe was creating Warwick, he also used the same regenerative, monster tissue he used on Warwick on some of Vi’s blood. It was a safe guard: a means to make sure that Warwick, if lost or unreachable of Singe’s control, Vi was a much smaller experiment to help control his temper.

For the record: this is not the original Vi. This is a creation of Singe’s, and just takes Vi’s looks and some of his memories but is a completely separate person with a different backstory. 

VI - VANDER SWAP. ✦ THE CURSE FALLS.

Much like in episode 7, Vi dies in the strike to Jayce’s laboratory. Vi in this au would most likely be a ghost or a hallucination to any Jinx/Powder mutuals I have, rather than it focusing on him being not dead.

Sub AUs:

VI - VANDER SWAP. ✦ A GHOST YOU LOVE TO SEE.

Vi is a ghost. Without the abnomaly, he doesn’t get any sick ghost powers. But he’s still semi - visible to the people who loved him, almost like an Ethan Winters poltergeist situation where he can effect his surroundings more than his people.

VI - VANDER SWAP. ✦ WARWICK JR.

After his death, Vi becomes the new Warwick to make sure he can always protect Powder. Due to the success of Zaun, Vi is kept much more tightly in Singe’s laboratory, due to Vi not having to protect Singe against enforcer raids. But he often bumps his head against the bars of the cage, confused, wondering where Powder went.

Verses I want but am working on:

Vi Shimmer au, just in general exploring the dynamics of his addiction and why exactly he placed any trust in Shimmer despite knowing its awful side effects. Whether he’d be in Piltover or Zaun or what. Could see this being fun with a Sevika, Silco or Jinx.

Vi becomes a much better enforcer; instead of leaving the enforcers when seeing what harm they can do under martial law and uncontrolled power, Vi is so desperate for belonging that he is willing to throw himself into being a soldier. Works best alongside a Maddie, Cait or Ambessa to build this dynamic with.

I’d also love a Vi - Jinx swap au where Vinx is Curse (maybe Hex?) instead of Jinx. But I genuinely do not think Vi is the genius that Jinx or Ekko are, and would fail in Jinx’s position. Vi is a really good, really cool and complex character, but does not have much going for him by himself. And I think he would undoubtedly fail if by himself. Which could also be fun to explore, but ultimately would not be the antagonist nor savior that Jinx is. Vi being allowed to fail pretty unequivocally in this way would be really cool to explore. 

[shimmerbeasts]

RP: Found Culprit

"What?! Are you telling me you, brat, do not even have the galls to finish me after all of this?!"

Despite the man's attempt to yell as loudly as possible, his voice was hoarse and shaky. His body had exhausted itself screaming in agony over the last couple of hours. He was marked by signs of torture. Bruises, the size of balled fists and knuckle imprints bloomed across his torso, belly and back. One of his eyes had swollen shut, blood dropped from a busted, split lip and his hair had a sweaty dampness to it.

The man was kneeling on the floor with thick ropes binding his hands behind his back. The cap of one of his knees had jumped out to the side, making the entire knee swell and turn dark purple-blue. It stood in stark contrast to the man's chalk-whiteness.

Jinx had disappeared outside of the front door of the almost empty warehouse. As soon as she had left, Sevika turned around with a far greater speed than expected. The brown woman crossed the space between her and the man, whose nose was still crusted up with the snot of his not-yet-healed disease. Without any hesitation, Sevika shoved two of her metal talons into his nostrils and pushed his head up. The sharp metal cut and irritated the slimy tissue and the man let out a sudden wail.

"She's not a brat", Sevika spat out, "She's the boss's daughter! You watch your mouth around her."

She scowled as she inspected the sniffling man below her before she eased her claws out of his nose. The man sneezed, his body bending forward as if he wanted to protect his vital organs and his face from the sharp metal arm hovering far too close for personal comfort.

However, he wasn't even granted that comfort for as he curled in on himself, the Chompers attached to his belly sunk their iron teeth deeper into his exposed flesh. Tears welled up in his eyes before he uncurled himself. The grenades continued to jiggle in him but remained blissfully untriggered. His dried blood had mixed with the smell of the urine, he must have let go off in the early hours of torture.

Sevika scoffed in disappointment. The men working for other Chem-Barons became more lacklustre as time dragged on. Silco was right. The whole rabble had turned into parasites, dulling their claws and fangs in the process. Lowlife vermin, which could not even stick to something as simple as a quarantine during the Sickly Months for their safety. And look where it had gotten them!

"A word of advice:", Sevika spoke and her lips pulled into an unfriendly smile, dark eyes blackening with bile, "Once Silco finds out who's behind his current state, you are going to wish that Jinx in her impulsivity had just killed you."

The door to Silco's office was open with such gusto that it banged loudly against the opposite wall. Only one person would ever have the courage and nerve to barge into the Eye of Zaun's office unannounced and unhindered like that, and that very same person was now standing in the doorway, her chest heaving for she had sprinted from the docks all the way back to The Last Drop.

Where Sevika was tall and a muscular, dark behemoth, Jinx was small, lean and as pale as a ghost. The only stark detail about her appearance was her long cobalt-blue braids, which swayed behind her trembling legs like the nervous tail of a cat. She was dressed in punkish attire from a black tank top to purple striped pants to purple sleeves, ending in a pair of dark, finger-less, leather gloves with golden brass on the knuckles.

Right now, Jinx looked even more dirty than she was anyhow from her experiments and misfiring explosions, covering her in soot and smudges of ash. Her utility belt missed two Chompers and Zapper's barrel tip was darkened from dried up blood. Some blobs still trickled down the edge. Jinx's huge, sapphire-blue eyes were darting around, looking for Silco with an expression of concern, alarm and excitement.

Back when Silco had gotten infected with Noxian Flu from an envoy from another, back then unidentified territory, Jinx had been in a lot of alarm. Most diseases during the Sickly Months could bear quite the fatal results. However, Singed had assured her that with enough Shimmer, some additional medicine as well as lots of rest, her father would recover swiftly, provided he stayed quarantined.

It had only been a couple of days ago that the eerie doctor deemed Silco healthy enough to come back to The Last Drop to do some mild work. Yet even so, Sevika had pulled double duty to ensure none of Silco's plans were delayed. The gang had also done its hardest to ensure that the common people had no idea that the Eye of Zaun had gotten sick to the point he had been bedridden for weeks.

Even so, it was still hard for Jinx to see her father in the state, he was in now. Silco could work mostly normally, however, he still relied on a highly decorative cane to get from one place to the next. Still, the Doctor had said that her Papa had survived the worst of the disease and was well on his way to recovery.

Jinx tried to steady her excitement. Letting the door fall shut behind herself, she rushed over to the desk and with hands slamming upon the wood, she leaned forwards, balancing on the tip of one foot, the other leg kicking up, as Jinx announced with a bright smile:

"WE FOUND THE CULPRIT, PAPA! He works for Finn!"

Starter for @zaunseye.

[blackrosesmatron]

She may or may not be glad in co-parinting Jinx and Briar with Silco. At least he isn't prone to panic like Emilia.

[seizedeath]

should i have jinx’s default verse be a vampire and silco is still alive bc he’s also a vampire and the one that turned them bc they actually died when they set off that bomb at the bridge,,,,,

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written by break ( 21+ | non-binary | they/them )

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portrayal. this blog is heavily headcanon based. my interpretations for maul and anakin come largely from legends with a mix of current canon stuff. i have made a relationship section for my muses to hopefully make this a little easier. if you ever have any questions then feel free to ask. i know everything makes sense in my head, but due to books/movies/shows having vastly different characterisations, i know it can be confusing.

plotting. i love plotting. if you ever have any ideas at all please send them to me and i will do the same for you. however, sometimes unplotted things for a first interaction can be very nice and a natural way to see how our muses mesh together. format i default to the style of my current writing partner. if you don’t have icons then i won’t use icons. if you do, i will. i’m not too fussed about it.

sequels. i don’t like the sequels. more than happy to write with the characters in some capacity, but things gotta shift around a bit. i deeply dislike reylo so i won’t be following if i see that you’re posting it on the dash a lot.

shipping. i ship chemistry. just because i ship my character with one version of a character doesn’t mean i’ll ship them with every version. do not follow me if you ship: incest, padawan x master (even if it's an au where they're not - i feel the same way about this as i would aging up a character just to ship), clone x clone, underage characters with adults. maul is awkward. shipping is not at all a priority that i have for him. however, i do ship obimaul. feel free to either block my tag for it or not follow at all. anidala is not my preferred anakin ship and i likely will not be writing it unless it develops very naturally. bode is difficult to ship with since he is still very much in love with his deceased wife. dryden is difficult just as a person generally.

duplicates. i will not be following anyone back who writes maul or anakin. this is for my own comfort and has nothing to do with anyone else. so if i have not followed you back and you write either of them, that's why. some exceptions apply.

tagging. i will be tagging obvious triggers. as a warning, due to the nature of the characters i write, there will be mentions of abuse, childhood trauma, slavery and murder. i will be reading mutuals rules and trying to tag everything. please let me know if i make a mistake!! anything suggestive will be tagged as ‘tw suggestive’ or ‘nsft’. i would appreciate seizure mentions being tagged.

mains/exclusives. i am happy to do mains should we interact a lot. this mostly means that my first ideas for the characters we write together will go to you before anyone else. asks i get sent in relation to your character(s) are likely to be answered in regards to the verses that we have plotted. exclusives are going to be very rare as i do not wish to cut myself off from anyone. exclusives are for people i write/plot with a lot. i will only be interacting with your version of the character. should the blog go inactive, exclusives will be removed. i will not be writing with any obi-wan other than mayxthexforce - i will not follow single-blogs of obi-wan, but may follow back if he's on a multimuse.

anakin. i am not at all interested in writing anakin during his time as darth vader. therefore, my anakin will be au based. everything up until his fall is the same. everything surrounding the fall will change according to the verse i'm writing in.

oc's. i’m extremely oc and crossover friendly. i am always open to any original characters or crossovers. however, please don't assume relationships. i have no interest in oc siblings or oc children of any of my muses unless discussed. also, i have no interest in oc's who are just married to a canon character by default. please don't come to me and tell me something like maul wants to kill my muse because they're married to obi-wan.

dni. do not come near me if you are ableist, aphobic, homophobic, racist or transphobic. if you ship obikin or anisoka then begone. if you write any content relating to j.k. rowling (including aus).

[goddessofroyalty]

In an alternative verse where Silco or Vander could be barren (Maybe because of Zaun's toxic fumes/environment). How would you imagine Silco and Vander ending up with Viktor, Claggor and Mylo?

Just curious to know your take on it or if it was the same as how Mylo and Claggor was found/adooyed by Vander in the show.

I know I've mentioned somewhere that I'm fully aware that this verse does not need mpreg and/or omegaverse to work. It can absolutely be done with them just adopting all the kids.

I do think Claggor and Mylo are found and brought home by Vander. They are adopted after the girls, and in this verse in particular Silco starts having his time split between Piltover and Zaun because of gaining the political position while Vander is still almost entirely based in Zaun and is somewhat more dealing with trying to solve the issues in Zaun (while Silco is more just trying to ensure they at least profit from them). 

Also I like the idea of Silco coming back home after a busy day to another kid at the dining room table and basically pulling Vander into a side room to have a conversation that while yes, of course, they’re going to keep the boy, they also aren’t going to adopt every orphan in Zaun. Only for Vander to show up a couple months later with another one. 

For Viktor they were both there when they found him and decided to adopt him. IDK maybe they’re the ones to find his parents bodies (died from natural causes) and while there are a lot of orphans in Zaun they can’t help but feel like they need to ensure Viktor is taken care of as a result. One thing leading to another and he’s their kid now (which you know many years later when they realise just how bright he is they realise how good of a decision it was to take him in even though at the time they weren’t ideally placed to have a child).

[shimmerbeasts]

There was the characteristic Rick Sanchez bravado. Janna forbid this man to show weakness for even a second. As much as Silco respected Rick for strutting around like he owned the place and throwing his weight around, he also had to admit that it wouldn't kill the man to appear a bit more malleable from time to time.

For as much as Rick liked to claim that he was the smartest man in the universe and that he had control over every situation in his life, his behaviour spoke of a different tale. The man, who was in control, did not need to announce that he was in control. You just felt it. It was how Silco had managed to dismantle Rick's lies and bravado the moment, the stranger had stepped into his dimension. Rick might have the abrasiveness of a honey badger, but that only impressed the other Chem-Barons. It was more a mild nuisance for as seasoned a killer as Silco.

He stayed almost deaf towards Rick's snark and sarcasm. By now, the Eye of Zaun was so used to this behaviour that even this life-or-death situation couldn't impact his responses towards his guest's snappy repertoire. Silco had made his feelings, concerning this behaviour, quite known prior. Outside of Jinx's habit, he had little respect for it. The only good thing, which came of this, was that Rick at least allowed him to get out and have his wound treated without making it more complicated than it needed to be.

And then the cranky old man actually did something, which surprised the Eye of Zaun. As they sat there in the rubble of the cave-in, Rick Sanchez started to speak of a war, he had never heard of, and drinking some alcohol out of a cheap flask. Silco gave a surprised rumble in response. His eyes locked onto the flask, the smell of alcohol penetrating his sharp nose. However, he then took the invitation and sipped some of the alcohol himself.

The liquor tasted terrible. It was strong and stale at the same time. Like it had been in that flask for only Janna knew how long. Yet at the same time, it at least, made him forget the bruising on his leg and even better it didn't make him think of the last time, he had been trapped underground with blood running down his leg.

Silco spoke: "There is nothing wrong with scarring. All it means is that whatever tried to kill you, failed. Only Piltover cares about the concealment of scars. They are terrified to seem blemished in any way." He handed the now much lighter flask back. "I could tell you were drinking to escape some kind of misery. I didn't know that you were a war survivor. You have my condolences. If we do not count gang wars, the only significant war, I ever fought in, was that first failed uprising. I was the one, who, for the lack of a better term, threw the first stone."

As Rick almost collapsed from his pain, Silco caught him underneath his lower arm. Shifting his weight, he slowly helped the scientist on his feet. Allowing Rick to lean himself on him with one arm over his shoulders, Silco began to shuffle towards the dark entrance, which led them deeper into the mountains. He tried to steady his breathing.

"Janna damn it", Silco cursed under his breath, "I cannot believe how much I wish Vander or Sevika were here right now." He fumbled out his lighter and clicked it, allowing the flame to grant them some meagre aid in their already obscured vision. "Let's hope we do not run into any gutter or plague rats. Not sure how large animals are on your planet, but our rats grow pretty big."

{ @shimmerbeasts - Continued from HERE }

If asked later, Rick would have denied it, but his shoulders relaxed a bit as Silco's voice answered from somewhere ahead of him. It seemed like the other man had landed further from the site of the collapse than he had, which hopefully meant that he was less injured than the scientist himself. Having at least one of them able to work properly would have been very helpful in their current circumstances.

"I-I wasn't worrying, just not looking forward t-to having to drag your ass all the way out of here," he shot back with a scoff, but the cockiness he had tried to convey was ruined by the slight slurring of his words.

Useless to say, it was pretty obvious that for once it wasn't due to him being intoxicated.

Rick scowled to himself, mentally cursing his body for openly giving away how bad his wound had to be. He was used to bullshitting his way through his injuries, as he did with everything else, acting like he was more in control of the situation than he actually was. However, Silco was usually too smart to fully buy his crap to start with and there was no way that the other man would have believed his act this time, with all the clues that pointed towards it being a lie.

The sounds of the other's approaching steps snapped him out of his thoughts, just in time for him to notice a hint of unevenness in them. Silco might not have had it as badly as him, but it looked like the Eye of Zaun wasn't unscathed either.

The feeling of those eyes burying into his form almost made the scientist want to squirm. He wasn't too fond of the other man's penetrating looks in general, but in that moment he couldn't even balance the uneasiness they gifted him with how they made Silco look pretty hot, as he usually did.

"Y-Yeah, no shit, Sherlock," he grumbled moodily in response to the statement. And to hell with the fact that his companion wouldn't get the reference. "B-But yeah, it would help if you could get me out. I-I know that I'm a looker, b-but you can stare at me plenty later."

Despite his defensive sarcasm, Rick was more than willing to let Silco remove the rocks that had been trapping him and then drag him away from the cave-in site. He didn't even complain or make a lewd joke when the Eye of Zaun carelessly slashed his shirt open, as one might have expected.

Blue eyes followed the flame as it heated up the blade of the knife, fully knowing what was coming next. Yet, he didn't even try to move away when the scorching metal was pressed into his wounded flesh and the only sound he let out was a soft hiss through clenched teeth. To an attentive eye, it would have been clear that this wasn't the first time he got a wound cauterised in a similar fashion.

"W-Well, shit, that's gonna leave a scar," he commented once it was over, voice slightly hoarse. He pulled out his flask and downed a generous gulp of hard liquor. "A-All this is giving me war flashbacks. Literally. J-Just here we have less lasers an-and bombs going around."

He wordlessly offered the flask to Silco, in case the other wanted a dose of makeshift painkiller, while his free hand reached out to tap his temple. Unfortunately, as it turned out, his cybernetic eye had been damaged when he had hit his head and all he got in response was a light electric shock and his vision on that side turning into static for a few seconds.

"A-Alright, no cheating with night vision," he muttered under his breath. Thankfully his human sight was still as perfect as he had been in his best years, thanks to the repairing agents he had been injecting in his eyes through the decades. "W-We'll have to do this the old-fashioned way."

With that, he tried to push himself on his feet, only to have to stop because of the burning shot of pain that spread through the whole left upper side of his body, starting from where his injury was. Apparently Silco wasn't the only one to be forced to admit that he needed assistance.

"...H-Help me up first, will you?"

[knightinoldarmor]

— bonds / relationships page (+mains)

Here’s a list of the bonds between muses I’d like/be open to try out. This list works as a sample of what I’m interested ( or not ) to write.

Bolded: Bonds I’m the most interested to explore.

Crossed Out: Bonds I’ve already developed with a roleplay partner and the chances to write with another are low.

Important Note: Having a main doesn't mean I am not open for more interactions with the same muses unless the bond is crossed out. In that case, that means the chances are lower but that doesn't mean I'm exclusive with said person. I don't practice exclusivity. I am open to all kinds of interactions with all roleplay partners and I believe portrayals to be unique. I don't want to discourage anyone with this post, just give an idea of what I'm actively writing or prefer writing.

If you haven't found a bond here, it means absolutely nothing. Here are the bonds that came to my mind or the ones I've tried in the past. In general, I am always open to try out all kinds of interactions, so feel free to discuss any.

( this is a temporary post until the proper google docs are made )

——— Mel Medarda

Jayce & Mel  —  Platonic / Romantic

——— Silco

Jinx & Silco  —  Adopted Child

Vander & Silco   —  Enemy / Found Family (Formerly)

——— Vi (Violet )

Jinx & Vi  —  Family / Enemy

Caitlyn & Vi  —  Platonic / Romantic

Vander & Vi  —  Father Figure

Ekko & Vi  —  Adopted Family

Claggor, Mylo & Vi  —  Found Family

——— Todoroki Shoto

Bakugo & Shoto  —  Platonic / Romantic (OTP) ( Main with luxaeterna and ofdetonation )

Midoriya & Shoto  —  Platonic / Romantic / Unrequited Love ( Crush ) ( Default Romantic Ship ) ( Main with luxaeterna and withsorrowandregret )

Iida & Shoto  —  Platonic / Romantic

Yaoyorozu & Shoto   —  Platonic / Romantic ( Main with ofsavior )

Uraraka & Shoto   —  Platonic ( Main with ofstowaways )

Class 1-A Students — Classmates / Friends

Aizawa & Shoto  —  Mentor / Idol

All Might & Shoto   —  Mentor / Idol ( Formerly )

Yoarashi & Shoto  —  Platonic / Romantic

Todoroki Enji & Shoto  —  Father / Mentor

Todoroki Rei & Shoto  —  Mother  

Todoroki Fuyumi, Natsuo & Shoto  —  Family

Dabi/Todoroki Toya & Shoto  —  Enemy / Family

— Other

Vigilante Bakugo & Shoto  —  Platonic ( with explodo-dome )

——— Todoroki Toya

Aizawa & Toya  —  Romantic (OTP) ( Main with luxaeterna )

Hawks & Toya  —  Platonic / Romantic

Shigaraki / Tenko & Toya  —  Platonic / Romantic

——— Amajiki Tamaki

Mirio & Tamaki  —  Childhood Friends / Platonic / Romantic ( Main with ofsavior )

Nejire & Tamaki  —  Platonic

Kirishima & Tamaki  —  Kouhai

Tetsutetsu & Tamaki  —  Kouhai

Fatgum & Tamaki  —  Mentor

——— Cassiel Hart (BNHA OC)

Mains will be added here at some point. None of these interactions are considered canon in my OC’s storyline. Consider these some kind of wishlist plots.

— U.A. Student Verse

Midoriya & Cassiel  —  Classmates / Friends

Todoroki Shoto & Cassiel  —   Classmates / Friends

Class 1-A Students & Cassiel  —  Classmates / Friends

Recovery Girl  & Cassiel —  Mentor

Hawks & Cassiel  —  Mentor

Dabi/Todoroki Toya & Cassiel  —  Arch-Enemy

— Pro-Hero Verse

Dabi/Todoroki Toya  —  Arch-Enemy

——— Kambe Daisuke

Kato Haru  —  Platonic / Romantic

Suzue Kambe  —  Family

——— Mikaela Hyakuya

Yuu & Mikaela  —  Found Family / Platonic / Romantic

Krul & Mikaela  —  Sire

Shinoa Squad & Mikaela  —  Allies

Guren & Mikaela  —  Enemy / Ally / Complicated ( That’s it, really )

— Crossover

Tomioka Giyuu & Mikaela  —  Platonic / Romantic ( with luxaeterna )

——— Levi Ackerman

Eren & Levi  —  Platonic / Mentee / Romantic ( Main with luxaeterna )

Erwin & Levi  —  Platonic / Superior / Romantic ( Main with luxaeterna )

Hange & Levi  —  Platonic / Superior

Levi’s Squad ( Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Historia )  —  Mentees

Kenny Ackerman  —  Father Figure

Farlan & Levi  —  Platonic / Found Family / Romantic ( Main with luxaeterna )

Isabel & Levi  —  Found Family

Onyankopon & Levi  —  Platonic / Romantic

Gabi, Falco  —  Adopted Children ( or better say he’s the adopted father )

Zeke & Levi  —  Arch-Enemy ( Main with wonderspectacles )

— Crossover

Shimura Tenko & Levi — Adopted Family ( with harbringerofdecay )

——— Kuchel Ackerman

Levi & Kuchel  —  Son

Kenny & Kuchel  —  Brother

——— Reiner Braun

Eren & Reiner  —  Arch-Enemy / Friend / Platonic / Romantic

Bertholdt & Reiner  —  Teammate / Friend / Platonic

Annie & Reiner  —  Teammate

Gabi & Reiner  —  Family

Falco & Reiner  —  Adopted Family

104th Training Corps Squad ( Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Ymir )  —  Friends / Enemies

Historia & Reiner  —  Friend / Crush (Shamelessly)

——— Mikasa Ackerman

Eren & Mikasa  —  Found Family

Armin & Mikasa  —  Found Family

Jean & Mikasa  —  Platonic / Romantic

Levi’s Squad ( Connie, Sasha, Historia )  —  Friends

——— Tsuchigomori Ryuujirou

——— Oda Sakunosuke

Amane & Tsuchigomori  —  Student / Ally / Superior ( Main with withsorrowandregret )

Yako & Tsuchigomori  —  Friend / Ally / Platonic / Romantic

——— Castiel

Dazai & Oda  —  Found Family / Closest Friend

Ango & Oda  — Friend

Dean & Castiel  —  Found Family / Platonic / Romantic

Sam & Castiel  —  Found Family / Platonic

Jack & Castiel  —  Adopted Child

Crowley & Castiel  —  Enemies / Partners in Crime /  Platonic

Meg & Castiel  —  Enemies / Platonic / Romantic

Hannah & Castiel  —  Platonic / Romantic

Benny & Castiel  —  Ally