#Ekko would freak out as well

[emotional-otter]

Honestly, not sure whether this could be considered a fic idea, head cannon, or something else entirely. But people mistaking Isha as Jinxes biological child, and either Jinx and Isha remain oblivious to this fact or just don't bother correcting them.

[owuwi]

ALTERNATE WORLD

POWDER.ᐟ

summary: in the midst of perfection, your responsibilities still nag at the back of your mind.

pairings: au!powder x ogtimeline!reader

warnings: a bit of angst, fluff, not really a warning but fem!reader, reader is in ekko's position, mentions of jinx x fem!reader.

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Perhaps, being selfish wasn't as bad as people said.

Maybe, just for once, putting yourself first wasn't going to cause the end of the world.

Those are the words that have been constantly running through your mind for these past few days, these days you've spent with Powder.

This wasn't your Powder, though, you were pretty aware of that —the universe didn't like you enough to allow you be that happy—, yet that didn't stop you from enjoying everything. You deserved it, right? You deserved to experience this level of contentment, of peace, at least once in your life.

Honestly, you were still a bit confused about your relationship with the blue-haired girl. There was a thick, tangible tension between the two of you but she hasn't actually initiated anything romantic —except for clinging onto you, if that counts—. She was quite flirty, that was sure, and it ignited something deep inside you whenever she behaved in that manner. Knowing that this is what you could've had... it brought you such sadness and even envy.

Despite everything, there was still a small part of you that knew this was wrong; a responsible voice reminding you of your true fate. You weren't meant to be here —let alone stay here— and that righteous side of you wanted to leave it very clear.

Goodness, the only thing you wanted was to know what the hell was wrong with your tree.

And now? Now you had to leave paradise to go back to hell.

Apparently, it was usual for you —this universe's version of yourself— to sleep over at Powder's place, so you've been doing that for these past few days. Seeing Vander and Silco so... together was definitely something you weren't going to get used to, but they were truly so loving that it made you forget they were once enemies.

You woke up earlier than the younger girl and headed down to her hideout —workplace— in a miserable attempt of isolating yourself for a bit and simply think, think about how to build something that could take you home. You actually already knew what to do but you were trying to slow down the process of building it as much as possible, also trying to keep Heimerdinger out of this for as long as you could —since it would take the professor like, a day to find a way of creating such a device—.

You were so deep in your own little world, carefully drawing the hextech anomaly that brought you here while enjoying the comfort the big space provided, that you weren't aware of Powder coming down to where you were until you felt a pair of soft arms wrapping around your neck —the sudden contact immediately causing you to flinch. "Morning, jumpy." She playfully greeted you, adding more emphasis on the nickname after observing your reaction, a little chuckle then slipping past her lips in amusement.

"Hey there, i uh—... didn't hear you." You greeted her as well —and vaguely explained the reason for your sharp movement— before also letting out a chuckle, though it clearly sounded less natural than the girl's. Even with the butterflies that fluttered on your stomach each time Powder was near you, you still couldn't help but to initially freak out whenever you laid your eyes on her.

"Oh yeah, i totally realized that." She quickly said, her voice dripping with an affectionate sarcasm, as she slowly ran her fingers through your hair. Her tender action quickly sent a shiver down your spine, unconsciously leaning into the warmth of her touch. "Wow... that's a cool drawing." She broke the silence some moments later, moving her fingers away from your hair to delicately trace her fingertips along the messy lines of the drawing —a faint 'thank you' leaving your lips at her compliment.

"You woke up earlier just to draw, huh? You sure are a real mystery." She later commented in that same playful tone of voice, gently resting her chin on the top of your head as her eyes continued scanning over the drawing. You were about to say something until the sound of a soft yawn coming from the girl interrupted you.

You could tell she was still sleepy by the slight slurring in her words and by the way she was basically slumped against your back. It brought a genuine smile to your face, a faint blush spreading across the skin of your cheeks as you noticed how intimate this moment felt. "I wasn't tired anymore so i came down here, wanted to—... clear my mind a bit." You told her, closing your eyes at the feeling of her fingertips slowly sliding up your arms —goosebumps erupting all over your skin—. "Why don't you go back to bed? You seem tired.." You then added before opening your eyes, not even noticing the domesticity in your words.

Powder did notice, though.

She let out a humming sound —clearly thinking about your suggestion— while her digits continued roaming along your smooth skin. "Mhm... only if you come back with me." She replied some moments later, her voice a low whisper tickling your ear. The blue-eyed girl knew you perfectly, knew what made you react, what you liked and what you didn't, and she knew how to use that piece of information to her advantage.

Oh yeah, you two were definitely dating.

It was kinda obvious but you were just... hoping you two were really good friends. You truly got everything you once wanted in this universe —the realization of how good your life was here brought you so many mixed feelings. How wrong would it be to stay here? For starters, how wrong was it to think like this? You had your own stuff to do back at home —especially now when things were so tense—, you couldn't abandon your people and stay, right?

No... you couldn't abandon Jinx, she was your Powder, despite everything. Despite all the crimes she's committed, all the horrors she's made, she was still your best friend and the girl you fell in love with. This... this wasn't real, it was just a 'what if', you needed to go back and make things right —even if it wasn't your job to fix everything, you still needed to try—.

The girl behind you snapped her fingers in front of your face, causing you to stop daydreaming and come back to reality. "Hey, space girl! I'm not talking to myself over here." She told you, her tone humorous yet honest, clearly not enjoying the way you were ignoring her.

"Sorry! I uh...—was just thinking." You quickly apologized, letting out a sigh before rubbing your face —unconsciously staining your cheek with the dark ink you had on your hands thanks to the messy drawing you were previously working on—. Powder moved away from your back and instead sat down on the other stool, looking at you with both affection and worry. "Yeah, seems like you've been doing that a lot these days.." She mumbled, discretely pointing out your odd behavior of the past few days.

She then gently reached out to wipe away the pigment from your skin, her touch lingering on your cheek for way longer than needed. "What's on your mind?" The girl asked you quietly, cupping your cheek and holding the side of your face with such delicacy it almost brought you to tears. Whenever she held you, she always did it as if you were made of glass —scared of breaking you.

"I want to build something new. For the competition." You revealed some moments later, looking at her with uncertainty as you feel her touch faltering after hearing what you said. According to Heimerdinger, you sought Powder's help a couple of months ago for the Young Innovators Competition and she gladly decided to assist you, and the two of you have been working like crazy ever since.

And now, you had the blue-haired girl looking at you as if you were crazy. Could you blame her? Probably not. Apparently, Powder had been by your side —working— 24/7 on the project, so the fact that you were telling her you wanted to do a whole new different thing was mind-blowing for her. "Wait, what? Why?" She immediately questioned you, moving her hand away from your cheek as a frown formed on her lips.

"I uh—... it's not entirely new. We can use what we already have built." You hesitantly began explaining, your eyes looking everywhere expect at the girl in front of you. How were you supposed to tell her you wanted to travel to another dimension? She'd definitely call you crazy. "I've been doing some research and i—." You continued, flipping the pages of your sketchbook to show her the ruins and maths, though it didn't take Powder long before she cut you off.

"Hold on, we've been working on this for months, and now you want to change it? We don't have much time anymore." She complained, her tone growing frustrated and even mad —despite the change in her voice not being entirely hearable, you noticed it—. She let out a faint scoff and looked away from you, taking a deep breath before continuing. "You were so excited with this project... what changed?" She then asked you in a much softer tone of voice, giving you a look of concern.

You stayed quiet for some moments, feeling yourself getting lost in those gorgeous blue eyes of hers. Not only were you playing with yourself but you were also playing with her, creating memories this universe's version of yourself won't remember once you go back to your own world. "I uh—..." You started your sentence yet couldn't finish it, looking at her with such affection and love —though it wasn't actually the right moment to drool over her—.

"I think i found a way to travel to other dimensions." You simply stated, not even noticing how blunt your words came out thanks to how distracted you were —captivated by her beauty. You then managed to snap yourself out of the trace she induced you in, a silly and almost dumb smile slowly forming on your lips as you looked at her. "I think it's worth giving it a try..." You added, sliding your sketchbook across the surface and allowing the girl to take a look at the process you've done.

It was now her time to stay quiet, looking at you with disbelief. Silence reigned on the space; the faint whirring of the colorful lightbulbs and your breathings being the only sounds listenable. She took your book in her hands and started analyzing its content, her eyebrows lightly furrowing as she did so. "How do you just—... find a way to do that?" She asked you, her voice now playful and humorous once again. The frown and concern on her face was now replaced with a look of amazedness.

"You know me, i'm a genius." You said in reply to her question before laughing and then bitting down on your bottom lip, no longer feeling the need of hiding your true personality. It definitely wasn't good to be getting so comfortable but, right now, you truly didn't care.

Powder simply let out a little laugh at your comment, a bright smile forming on her lips as she looked up from the sketchbook and back at you again. "I'm not sure about the genius part but i'll admit, it's pretty amazing..." She opined before standing up from the stool and taking a step closer to you, cupping your face with both hands. "Do you seriously think it'll work, though?" She unsurely queried, wanting to know if you were actually serious about this whole thing.

Powder knew you weren't the type to joke about this type of stuff but come on, finding a way of traveling to other dimensions? No one has ever made such discovery yet, so how on earth did you managed to find this? Was this the reason you've been acting so different? Many questions started bubbling inside of her, questions she felt weird thinking about. What was going on with her? Was she... distrusting you? She couldn't be! She's known you her entire life! You were her girl and you were smart, she should be feeling proud you made such a discovery!

Your voice pulled her out of her thoughts and she couldn't help but to feel relieved, not wanting to think like that of you. "Yeah, i do. I already consulted a friend about this and he thinks it's possible." You answered, placing your hand on top of hers —keeping her palm pressed against your cheek— and then leaning into her touch. The feeling of your skin against hers brought peace to her head, those conceptualizations fading away immediately.

"What do you think about it?" You then asked the younger girl while slowly —almost nervously— rising your other hand and gently placing it on her hip. Powder barely reacted to your touch, meaning that she was used to you doing this —more proof of the two of you being a couple. "Well it's definitely amazing but i think it's dumb to start with it now, because it will definitely not be ready for the competition." She stated. Despite how serious she sounded, a small grin started to appear on her face.

"But you are quite dumb so i'm not entirely surprised." She quickly added, letting out a little laugh before suddenly sitting down on your lap. The girl wrapped her arms around your neck and softly started playing with the baby hairs on your nape, twirling them between her fingers. "Which is why i suppose i could help you..." She completed, her voice tender yet teasing, as she gets more comfortable on your lap.

"How nice of you." You said, playing along with her little game before placing both of your hands on her hips —with a little bit more of confidence this time—, looking at her like she just hung the moon and stars. She noticed your staring and gently pushed your shoulder in a miserable attempt of hiding how flustered you were making her feel without even doing anything. "Whatever..." She mumbled, placing one of her hands on the base of your neck and then delicately caressing the skin over your pulse point.

"Now, let's go back to my room." With that —quite suddenly— said, Powder got off your lap and grabbed your hands, making you stand up and guiding you towards the bridge that lead to the stairs —not really giving you a choice. You simply threw your sketchbook across the cluttered, circular surface —accidentally throwing a blueprint onto the floor in consequence— and followed her. "We'll talk about it in bed, yeah?" She exclaimed.

You two walked up the stairs and headed towards the girl's room quietly, not wanting to make too much noise and accidentally wake up her dads. She immediately closed the door the moment you two entered the room and then rushed to her comfortable bed, a chuckle leaving your lips at the sight of Powder basically burying herself beneath the blankets. "What are you waiting for, you doofus?" A faint, muffled voice asked you, her tone sounding almost offended thanks to how long you were taking to lay beside her.

"Can't i admire the view anymore?" You asked her back before laughing softly and then walking over to the bed, taking your shoes off before finally lying down on the mattress. It didn't take the girl long before she basically jumped on top of you, hiding her face in the warmness of the crook of your neck and wrapping her arms around your torso. "Mhm..." She simply hummed, snuggling against your tender skin.

It was obvious that you two weren't going to talk about your new project but that didn't matter right now, all that mattered was the feeling of her small body on top of yours. You nuzzled against the top of her head, taking in the scent of her blue hair, as you slid your hands under her shirt to caress the soft skin of her back. "Sleep..." You mumbled, enjoying every single second of this moment.

You didn't need to tell Powder twice, especially not when she was so tired and was lying on top of you. "I love you..." She muttered out some seconds later, moving her head away from your neck. She placed her hands on your cheeks and merely stared at you for a moment, smiling once again as she admired you. She then leaned down to place a slow, delicate kiss on your lips, her fingers mindlessly tracing patterns on your skin.

Gods.

It took you some time to kiss her back —a good second or two—, your body freezing with the suddenness of her words and movements. Despite your initial shock, fireworks exploded inside of you the moment you processed what was happening, causing you to smile against her lips as you closed your eyes and finally kissed her back. "Love you too... so much.." You said the moment the kiss broke, keeping your eyes closed before chuckling.

In this moment, you belonged here.

Right now, you had all you ever wanted.

So, was it so inhumane to be selfish?

[beforetimes]

planning a modern/fame timebomb au in my head where jinx is a celebrity recovering from addiction after a public meltdown who's lost contact with most of the people she knew when pre-breakdown/pre-fame. and in completing her recovery program she reaches out to ekko to offer a direct apology for anything she might have said/might have happened in the depths of her addiction, but doesn't hear back from him.

following this she decides to go out and sign up for a program to help at-risk kids like herself—after reflecting in therapy and realizing that a lot of the issues that lead to her being in such a volatile state of mind was because of the lack of support she had in childhood when dealing with losing her family [haven't planned what would work as a stand-in for the powder factory explosion so lets skirt past that for now] she decides that she wants to be that support for other people that she didn't have herself, after spending about a year trying to get better.

basically, she signs up as a volunteer to this big brother/sister-esque outreach program after a few months of anonymously donating to see if she can help someone in person rather than continuing to isolate herself. which is where she meets isha, who immediately imprints on jinx and insists on following her around. and jinx, who is unused to being at the centre of someone's attention without larger expectations that come with her status as a celebrity attached as caveat, starts relaxing by the very nature of her interactions with isha not being as loaded as others. like, this is just a kid! she doesn't know about jinx's issues or how she freaked out and lost it on stage/on a set/made headlines before disappearing from the public eye and ending up here. all isha sees is someone with cool blue hair and nails she wants to try her hand at painting.

after a few months of building a rapport with isha through this community mentor program, jinx accidentally bumps into the last person she really expected to see here—ekko.

ekko is also very surprised to see her here, because the last time he saw her, she was freaking out on him because he wouldn't enable her self-destructive behaviour, their final and most explosive fight resulting in their subsequent falling out where jinx threw a lot of shit back in his face and he did the same and they decided not to contact each other. well, besides jinx's attempt at an apology, but he didn't reply to that.

he sees her here and they both freeze because, like? what do you even do in this situation? they haven't seen each other in a few years at this point, maybe two or three at the most. enough time that it feels so entirely awkward to even try to act like nothing happened while also knowing that it would be equally nerve-grating to try and acknowledge the history between them.

of course, this stand-off is interrupted by isha, who sees jinx frozen in the hall and immediately stomps over to drag her away because they had been working on a painting together that she's been waiting to finish all week.

and jinx eventually relaxes because ekko doesn't say anything and neither does she, even though she wants to know what he's doing here in the first place. but the day ends without any further interactions between the two.

eventually, after asking around, jinx learns that ekko was the one who set the program up a few years prior, a tentative friend in the program telling her that the community didn't really have a lot of resources on hand and that a lot of the program was personally financed by ekko and he did a lot of work to try and uplift the people and community without demanding financial support in return, like most state-funded programs tend to do.

jinx is just, like, in awe of the fact that this childhood friend grew up to do something so great before being overwhelmed with guilt over the fact that she had been so wrapped up in her own world that she hadn't even noticed.

of course, this doesn't really change things because they're still not talking to each other, but weeks pass and jinx feels like they've gotten into a steady pattern of avoiding each other.

what she doesn't know is that ekko has been subtly watching in on her and isha's little hang-out sessions and is just in awe that this girl who had only a few years ago been so unsure of herself and in so much pain had managed to heal to the point of being able to help someone else and make a good positive impact on isha's life in a program he created.

so, after a while, jinx gets a reply on that email she had sent him nearly a year ago where ekko just asks if she wants to meet for lunch. which she replies to, after a lot of back-and-forth, by saying yes absolutely.

and then the romance unfolds further from there, yadda yadda yadda. haven't decided how this will ultimately end or where vi will play a part or anyone else but i thought that the bare bones concept i had in mind was worth posting here.

in my head maybe ekko's second, scar would be a friend who had seen the majority of the fallout and would be warning him away in the background while ekko was sort of caught up in being both happy that jinx seemed to be doing better while also conflicted on whether or not he wanted to forgive her because their last fight was like, super nasty. awful stuff said

maybe if anyone has ideas for how vi / cait / anyone else could be worked in, you can leave that below?? none of this is super set in stone! just rambling. ^_^

[archangeldyke-all]

oh my gosh. i just went down a RABBIT HOLE of the little fucker fics and ive probably never been this invested in a story more than this. i literally loved EVERY MOMENT. you deserve absolutely everything omg thank u for blessing us all🙏🏻😔

for my requestt, id ADORE to see sevika and reader telling stories from when they were little and showing photos (kindof in a teenage dirtbag kind of way? like the cool ass parents in the 90s vibe) to little fucker and the twins (maybe vi, jinx and caif too)

ANYWAYS IM IN LOVE W U MARRY ME MWAH

i LOVE this i'm gonna combine it too ehheheheh

SEVIKA AND READER AS GRANDPARENTS???*wink wink nudge nudge*

men and minors dni

in your years together, you and sevika have helped raise a lot of kids. some of them came to you through fate; vi and jinx and isha. some of them are your own flesh and blood; little fucker and the twins. some of them are your in-laws; ekko, cait, and smooches. you love them all with your entire heart regardless of how they came into your lives.

now that they're all grown up they all make great efforts to see you and sevika often. you've got at least one kid visiting you almost every night of the week. but coordinating eleven schedules to clear one evening for a family dinner is incredibly hard; so besides the holidays it's rare that all your kids are under the same roof at the same time.

so you know something's going on when you and sevika come home from a movie to all your children cooking dinner in your kitchen.

"what the fuck!? what's the special occasion?" you ask as you scoop as many of your kids in your arms as you can hold. sevika's giving noogies to the rest.

"momma... mommy..." little fucker starts. "come sit down."

you let your daughter guide you to the table, shrugging at sevika when she shoots you a questioning look. smooches approaches with two glasses of whiskey, passing one to you and your wife. you gulp.

"what's going on? you kids in trouble? you need a loan?" sevika asks.

from where she's stirring something on the stove, violet chuckles. "so paranoid."

always assuming the worst. isha signs with a giggle.

little fucker sits across from you. shithead and stinkybutt start giggling nervously with one another, smacking each other's shoulders to get quiet. ekko snorts and waves at them, trying to shut them up.

"okay, i'm starting to freak out. i don't like when all you kids get to scheming together." you say.

"would you just tell 'em already? look at sev, she's preparing for a heart attack." jinx says with a giggle.

you glance over at your wife and chuckle at the constipated expression on her face as she tries to parse the situation. you reach out and grab her hand.

"i'm pregnant." little fucker says.

you frown. "what?"

"we're expecting." smooches says.

beside you, sevika shifts. "...how?" she asks. your kids burst into laughter.

"m-moms, the same way you two got pregnant with me!" little fucker giggles.

oh. right.

"i think they're in shock." cait whispers.

"give 'em a second." shithead says.

"three... two... one..."

"we're gonna be grandmas!?" sevika squeals, jumping up from her seat. you burst into tears as your kids burst into a fresh round of laughter.

"oh, janna, this is so fucking amazing!" you sob.

you and sevika swarm little fucker and smooches, peppering them with kisses, sobbing into their shoulders.

there they go. isha signs with a giggle.

"you all knew!?" sevika asks, betrayed.

ekko laughs. "we wanted to surprise you."

"how far along are you?" you ask your baby. she giggles.

"two months."

"you think it's a boy or a girl?" sevika asks. little fucker giggles.

"it's too early to know, mommy."

"well, since it's this family, it's likely a girl." vi says.

ekko scoffs. "i'm right here!"

you and sevika cry all the way through dinner. your kids celebrate by raiding your liquor cabinet, passing bottles around and cheers-ing endlessly. little fucker groans about being the only sober one, and it makes you cry again. your baby is having a baby.

at some point, caitlyn gets up to grab dessert. she returns with a dish of her famous piltover pecan pie, and a dust old shoebox. "i found this in the drawer under the oven. you do realize that's a warming drawer, right?" she asks.

you gasp at the box, pulling it toward your body. sevika scoffs at cait's words. "maybe for you. i know storage space when i see it."

"what is it?" vi asks.

"oh janna, i forgot all about this!" you giggle, opening the lid. the shoebox is stuffed full of ancient photographs, all developed in the early years of you and sevika's relationship.

you were a bit of a sentimental sap when you first started dating your now-wife. you knew from the first date that you were going to marry her... so you took to collecting mementos of your time together. photographs, ticket stubs, wrappers from the chocolates she bought for your first valentines day, flakey dried flowers-- anything and everything from when you were young and dumb and in love.

"it's her love-box." sevika explains for you.

love-box sounds dirty as hell. isha signs.

you cackle. "not that kinda love-box. it's pictures from when me and your big mama were kids. fuck, look at us in this one, sev." you giggle, admiring a strip from a photo booth on the promenade.

it features four pictures of you and your wife-- then girlfriend. in the first, you're grinning and sevika's scowling at the camera-- clearly you've dragged her into the booth against her will. in the second, you're gawking at her as she lights up a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. in the third, she blows the smoke in your cringing face, and in the fourth, you're kissing her against the wall of the booth, her cigarette hanging limply from her fingers.

sevika snorts down at the strip, then passes it to ekko. "we were such dorks." she says fondly.

"oh janna you guys look so young!" he gasps.

"hey. we're still young." you scold.

"awe... moms, you were cute!" stinkybutt laughs.

"we're still cute!" sevika echo's your sentiment.

"do you still have this leather jacket?" vi asks sevika, gasping at the picture.

"probably buried somewhere around here."

"probably in the freezer." cait huffs, still offended at the mis-use of space in your oven drawer.

"ope!" you giggle as you quickly smack a picture face down on the table. "d-don't look at that one, kids." you giggle. sevika pulls the picture over to her, taking a quick glance like it's a hand of cards. she bites her lip, her face turning crimson and a shy smile on her lips as she nods.

"yeah, leave that one alone."

"awe, fuck, are your old-ass nudes in there?!" jinx groans in disgust. you and sevika burst into giggles, leaning into one another.

"moms gross!" shithead whines. you laugh.

"oh, whatever! your moms have sex, grow up. your sister's pregnant, y'know? how do you think that happened?"

"ew, ma, stop!" little fucker squeals.

smooches is laughing so hard she's choking for air.

"holy shit, this is you!?" ekko gasps from where he's started rifling through the old pictures.

it's a newspaper clipping-- a review for the last drop; which at the time, was the trendiest, newest queer club in town. the black and white photograph is small, only two by two inches, but the image is clear. you and sevika, grinding on a packed dance floor, smiles on your lips, your eyes locked with each other.

sevika hums. "fuck, we were so young."

"i can't tell if i'm impressed at how cool you guys were, or disgusted." vi says.

"again, what's with all this past tense? we're still cool!"

you guys just got back from seeing the early-bird movie showing because you're too old to stay up for the eight pm show. isha signs with a roll of her eyes. you cackle.

"w-- that is not why we go to the early shows!" sevika defends.

"then why do you go so early?" shithead asks with a suspicious glare.

"so we can have sex for a good long while once we get back." you say. groans break out around the table, and you giggle. whoops. you've had a few too many drinks.

"ma, please, your grandchild is present."

"she can't fuckin' hear her in there!" sevika cackles as she wraps an arm around your shoulders.you turn to kiss her, grinning against her lips as your kids start boo-ing the pair of you.

kofi

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[xetlynn]

an artists muse- a viktor fic.

five.

[four] [five] [six]

to live my life as i do.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s gooooooo!!!” Violet and Jayce cheer, punching their fists in the air as they enter their friend’s dorm without knocking. They were lucky he had heard them unlocking the door. He was in the middle of throwing on a black crew neck sweater. 

Viktor has almost canceled tonight due to yesterday morning. Still feeling a slight discomfort in his leg when he woke up. However if he had canceled he knew the two that are in his room right now would pretend to be doctors and try to take care of him like he was a child. “You ready to go, Viktorrrr?” Jayce asks.

“Who’s driving?” The shaggy haired brunette inquires, carefully crouching down to grab his cane that had fallen. “The love of my life, my dearest one, my one and only. My Mel.” Jayce tells while grasping at his chest, squeezing his eyes shut. Viktor lets out a sigh of relief. “Okay, let’s go before I change my mind.” He pushes past the two and Violet whoops excitedly. 

•••

“Bow or no bow?” You turn to your best friend as the both of you finish getting ready to go out. “No bow.” Powder shakes her head and you frown. You actually really wanted the bow. “The cream color doesn’t match your dress.” She explains her reasoning and you toss the bow to the side. “I guess.”

You check out your outfit in the mirror, swaying side to side. It was a light yellow halter top dress. It stopped about mid-thigh. Little risque but you needed an excuse to wear it before the summer truly came to an end. 

“How do I look?” Powder ponders, twirling her white dress and you purse your lips. “Like you’re so hot and I want to make out with you. Romantical style.” You tell her with slight squinted eyes causing her to laugh loudly. “You would want that, freak!” She points a finger at you, you kiss the air. 

“Such a freak for you.” You wink while grabbing your phone and little purse. “What a perv.” She snickers, following you out the dorm and over to Gert’s.

 “How do you think Mylo is going to react?” You whisper to your best friend. “Oh he’s going to be pissed with you.” Powder gives you a toothy grin before you knock on the wooden door. “That’s what I’m hoping for.” You mischievously say.

The door swung open, Gert stood there wearing a cute blue crop top along with black cargo pants. “So gorgeous!” You gush, fanning yourself. Gert’s face heats up, suddenly sheepish at your words. “Oh stop, look at the both of you.” She relishes the beauty in front of her. You do a little spin, then take Powder’s hand, forcing her to do one as well. 

Ring… ring ring….ring-

“It’s Ekko,” Powder answers the call. “He-” She gets cut off immediately. She presses her lips together, giving Gert and you a deadpan expression. “Mylo says to hurry up, you’re fucking up his time management.” She whispers over to you and you shrug your shoulders, mouthing an ‘oh well.’ 

“She said fuck you and suck a dick.” Powder lies and you along with Gert hear a very angry Mylo in the background. “We’ll be there soon, put my boyfriend back on the phone.” She blinks. “Hi, baby. We’ll be there soon.” She repeats. “Love you too, bye bye!” She hangs it up, stuffing it into her jacket pocket. 

“Alright, let’s go before Mylo gets his panties in a twist.” She sighs, you snicker, leading the way outside to your car. “You said there’s six of us?” Gert quizzes with knitted brows at the sight of your vehicle. “Powder’s going to sit on Ekko’s lap.” You tell her, motioning for her not to worry about it. 

“Oh… okay.” She climbs into your passenger seat after you unlock the doors. Powder throws herself in the back, laying on her tummy and you shut the door for her. You get into the driver's seat. 

“I come home, in the mornin’ light. My mother says “when you gonna live your life right?”” 

You turn the volume up, the boys all groan at the song. “Shut up and sing!” You shout over the music. “Oh momma dear, we’re not the fortunate ones and girls they wanna have fun! Oh girls just wanna have fun!!” You pretend to have a microphone in your hand as you sing. Eyeing the backseat as the boys still pout. “Sing it or I’m crashing this car!” You threaten them. 

“The phone rings, in the middle of the night. My father yells “what you gonna do with your life?” Oh daddy dear, you know you’re still number one!” Mylo actually begins to start singing the words and you cheer. 

Powder teases Ekko to do it as well. Gert was already quietly singing along with you. Claggor was staring out the window.  “But girls, they wanna have fun. Oh~ girls just wanna that’s all they really want!! Some funn!!!” And as you peek in the back once again you see them singing, no yelling the lyrics at the top of their lungs. Gert laughs as you sway your hips in the front seat. Powder gets her phone out, going to snapchat. Pressing the record button automatically. 

“When the workin’ day is done, oh girls, they wanna have fu-un…” Mylo was sat in the middle so he pressed his chest forward, serenading you and Gert in the front seats. You act like you're handing him a microphone to which he “snatches.” Belting out the next lyrics. 

•••

“For real? Party In the USA?’ Viktor asks with an almost disappointed look upon his face as his best friend of 12 years just asked him to play an idiotic song since he was in the passenger seat and that means he’s on aux. “Uh, yes Viktor. I want to party… in the USA.” Jayce sassily conquires. “Yeah, same, don’t be a party pooper to America! So unpatriotic.” Vi leans forward as well. 

Caitlyn has her legs crossed beside her girlfriend in the backseat. Pinching the bridge of her nose. “Just play the song. They’ll act like children otherwise.” Mel sighs, Viktor gruffs, pressing play to the song they requested. 

The beginning starts and Jayce claps his hands like he’s watching a football game. Vi clears her throat getting herself ready. 

“I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan~” Jayce and Vi grab onto one another as they begin to sing. “Welcome to the land of fame excess. Am I gonna fit in?”

Mel chuckles at her boyfriend, Caitlyn tries to hide her smile creeping up on her face. Viktor just boredly sits there, leaning his face on the palm of his hand against the car door. 

“Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time, look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign!” They both idiotically look to the left. 

“This is all so crazy!” Jayce shoves Vi over to Caitlyn, grasping onto Mel and Viktor’s shoulders. “Everybody seems so famous!” 

“My tummy’s turnin’ and I’m feelin’ kinda homesick. Too much pressure and I’m nervous.” The two sing,  again holding onto one another, feeling all the emotion of the song. “That’s when the taxi man turned on the radio! And a Jay-Z song was on!” And at that note they bobble their bodies back and forth. “And the Jay-z song was one! And the Jay-Z song was ON!” 

“So I put my hands up! They’re playin’ my song, the butterflies fly away! I’m noddin’ my head like yeah, movin’ my hips like yeah!” They follow the lyrics, choreographing together. “I got my hands up, they’re playin my song! Yeah, it’s a party in the USA!” 

•••

You park your car in the parking lot, turning down the radio accidentally exposing the boys for their continuation of the song. You burst into laughter, Gert gripping onto you as she does as well. Mylo’s face flushed, his long-time crush was laughing and he was the reason behind the melody. 

“C’mon I want to be the first one on the list!” Powder shoves the car door open and you squeal remembering that you want to as well. The two of you racing inside the bar that’s owned by none other than Vander. Your best friend’s father. 

Gert and the three boys climb out of the car. Gert was still slightly giggling at the scene from before. Mylo opens his mouth to say something but she’s already walking inside. Claggor smacks a hand on his back. “You got it next time, big guy.” He grins, following after the girl. “Yeah! Who knows what will happen tonight.” Ekko chimes in. 

You and Powder sign your names down to do a duet, Powder also does one for the group. Only making sure Gert was okay with it, not the others. 

You wonder how that’s going to go but you shrug your shoulders, sitting at the bar to wait until everything starts. “The environment in here is so nice!” A voice says beside you, it’s Gert plopping down in the empty seat. You smile. “Yeah! Vander has kept this place going for a while now. Takes care of it like one of his four children.” You joke, glancing over to the big man himself who’s chatting with Ekko and Powder. 

“Four children?” She inquires, not knowing Powder had siblings. “Oh you didn’t know. Right. Mylo, Claggor and this girl Violet. All Powder’s older siblings.” You inform her, pointing to the two boys who were already looking at you guys. Gert gives them a little wave and you watch Mylo get flustered, aggressively waving back. 

“Wow… that’s cool.” Gert compliments. Before you could reply, two drinks slid down your way. “Your favorite, [Name].” Vander grins at you and you beam. “Shirley temples!” 

“Gert have you ever had them?” You ask while taking the cherry out of the drink. “I think so?” She takes the cold drink from the counter, inspecting it. “Thank you, sir.” You nod your head to him and he rolls his eyes at your words. “[Name] you’ve known me since you were 10 years old. Still with this sir crap?” He grunts. 

“Just messin with ya, old man!” You laugh, popping the cherry into your mouth as he shakes his head, snickering. 

You give your attention back over to Gert, “do you like it?” You were hopeful, you loved when people enjoyed the same things as you. “It’s good, what is it?” She cocks her head to the side. “Uhh Sprite and grenadine. The maraschino cherries are the best part though!” You cried out, twisted the stem of the cherry you had just eaten. 

“Crap! What the heck is wrong with this thing!” The two of you jump at the booming voice coming from the front of the building. It was Benzo, Ekko’s father, hitting the speaker of the karaoke machine. 

“What’s wrong?” You stand up, Gert grabs your drink, following after you. “I can’t figure this stupid thing out!” He complains, going to hit it again but you stop him with a laugh. “It’s okay, don’t break it!” You hold his hand and he huffs. “I uh, I could probably decipher what’s wrong with it. I’m pretty good with tech and like DJ stuff.” Gert speaks up with a sheepish smile. Your face gleams. “That’s awesome, Gertyy!” 

“I mean, give it a try. I don’t know what the hell I’m doin’.” Benzo admits, backing away from the box. You take the drinks from her as she replaces the man. 

Powder walks over, slinging her arm over your shoulder. “Benzo can’t figure out an oven sometimes… I don’t know why my dad put him in charge of this.” She whispers in your ear and you smack a hand over your mouth in order to hold your laugh in. “That was mean.” You jokingly smack her hand that was hanging in front of your body. “It’s the truth.” She giggles. 

“There, got it!” Gert announces and the people in the bar applaud the girl. “Amazing as always Gerty!!” You cheer for your friend. She does a little bow like a performer does after a concert. 

She then turns to Benzo, “if you want I can help you with this for the rest of the night.” She offers and he rubs the back of his neck. “I mean, I’m not gonna pay you.” He says and she lets out a snort. “I know, I don’t mind!” She earnestly tells. “Well, go for it. Let’s have our first singers begin!” 

“That’s ussssss!!!” Powder and you rejoice, jumping up and down. 

You get the mics ready as Powder chooses the song. She hurriedly joins your side, grabbing onto the mic. The tv screen next to you lights up and the song choice pops up. The music begins. 

A group of older gentlemen and women in the bar whistle and gush over the choice. This was a song that you and Powder have chosen since middle school whenever there was a karaoke machine in sight. 

“Don’t go breaking my heart.” Powder does a deeper voice for her part, looking over to you. “I couldn’t if I tried.” You break out into a smile. “Honey, if I get restless-”

“Baby, you’re not that kind.”

You adjust your hold on the microphone, you see the bar door open and a group of people walk in. “Don’t go breakin’ my heart!” Powder pokes your nose. “You take the weight off me!” You point to your chest. 

“Oh, honey when you knock on my door-”

“Ohh, I gave you my key!” You hold each other's hands, swaying to the beat. You weren’t the best singer but you loved doing this, having fun, acting like nobody's watching. 

Except somebody was definitely watching you tonight. 

Viktor’s eyes engraved into you as you sang with your best friend. He didn’t know you were going to be here tonight. Hopefully you get the chance to hang out… maybe. 

“Ooh-hoo, and nobody knows it!” The song continues and Jayce glances over to Viktor. He had never seen Viktor so… focused? Intrigued? He smirks, nudging the boy. “What?” The shaggy brunette asks, having to tear his eyes away from you. “You into that girl or something? You know her?” Jayce teases his pal. 

Viktor’s cheeks blush a bright crimson red. Really showing against his natural pale complexion. “We have a class together, we’re partners in a project.” He simply answers, folding his arms as his gaz continues to fall on you. 

Admiring you as you danced freely with the girl on the miniature stage. Knowing he could never get the balls to do that. “Project partners, ouuu~” Jayce shimmies his shoulder onto Viktor who shoves him away. “Knock it off.” 

“Alright, alright. She is cute, didn’t think she’d be your type.” Jayce rubs his chin, observing you. You seemed… colorful. Very bright and happy. His eyes flicker over to Viktor who was on the uh gloomier side. Look wise. 

He knows his friend has a talkative, bright side. He’s just more anti-social about it. 

“I never said she was my type, Jayce.” 

“So you don’t find her cute?” 

“I never said anything! Jayce, please.” Viktor grips onto his cane in annoyance causing the guy beside him to laugh. “I’m only messing.” And the song ends, everyone in the bar claps for the duo. You wave to people, acting like royalty until your eyes spot him. You gasp. “Vikkie!?” You excitedly say, sprinting over to him. “Vikkie?” Jayce whispers to which Viktor jabs him with his shoulder. 

Jayce stumbles into his girlfriend, holding the pain. “What happened?” Mel worriedly asks. “Viktor- he’s so in love.” Jayce grunts in “agony.” 

Her eyes go over to their friend who’s talking to you. You had this extremely… enthusiastic aura about you.

“You feeling alright to be out here? I know you said you were sick!” You worriedly query, looking him over. His lips twitch upward. “I’m okay, don’t worry. My friends made me come out though.” He tells you and you scrunch your nose. “Hahah! I probably would’ve done the same. I’m glad you’re feeling better though.” Your hand goes to his shoulder gently before sliding down back to your side. 

“Me too.” He lets himself smile. 

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[mirameana]

make no mistake, I am well aware I am projecting onto both Ekko and Jinx like hell, I know...

and yet.

can't stop thinking about them.

like, imagine how he would cope with her loss. it's not that hard, there are some truly amazing fanfiction works that are exploring that topic, I am just offering you my spin, my musings that I keep leaving here instead of sitting down and writing my own fanfic.

how would he cope?

first, of course, comes the shock. just... an exhale, his chest caving in, hands trembling, tears ready to spill onto his cheeks —

and then - slam! — an imaginary metal wall drops down on him, cutting all feelings off, as if they are buzzing behind it, but Ekko can't access them anymore.

he needs to work. do something, solve something, save her someone, at least...

so he works.

there goes denial. there was no body, she may be alive, there was no body, so maybe she didn't suffer long when she died. he is fine, he is fine, he is fine, there is so much to do in Zaun, clearing out the streets, cleaning, burying, mourning, treating the injured, supporting others, overseeing the works, playing with kids, designing, inventing, building — he is freaking fine, there was no body found, so he's fine, he has no time to stop, he'll rest later, later because there's not anyone he can truly share the load with...

of course, they fucking took her from him.

of course, she fucking left. left Vi, left Sevika, damn her, left him.

she fucking left him.

alone.

to fend for himself — and everyone and everything else.

she stayed, she fought alongside him, she tinkered, ate, slept next to him — and still fucking left him!

alone!

again!

— so there comes anger

and makes everything even worse.

[tbc.]

[jaystrun]

Wandlore for Ekko and Jinx

Specifically, I like Harry Potter for the worldbuilding---and the wandlore (study of wands)---not so much the events of the books.

On my old RP forum I went through an entire process of researching the wandlore to tell my friends what their wands would be. It was about several days of research.

Last year I did the same thing again for a newer group of friends, and then their OCs. And I miss doing that, and I still have all this knowledge, and apparently I was so good they started calling me Jay Ollivander Strun.

It was a lot of fun, and I still have all this useless knowledge laying around. I'm gonna tackle main universe Ekko and Jinx here, and provide background context for the decisions I'm making with them!

⏳⏳⏳⏳

Ekko: Applewood with unicorn hair core, 13 1/4" unyielding flexibility

Why applewood?

So applewood wands are powerful and very-well suited to an owner of high aims and ideals, and it mixes very, VERY poorly with Dark magic.

Owners of applewood wands are also well-loved and long-lived, and we ALL know Ekko is at least one of those 😉

Ollivander's personal notes indicate a consistent trait of applewood wand owners having great personal charm and high likeability.

There's also an unusual pattern of applewood wand owners being able to communicate with magical creatures in their native tongue (like merpeople) nd I KNOOOOOOW Ekko would have that. My heart KNOWS it.

And Unicorn hair core wands are the most faithful of all wand cores, and the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are also prone to melancholy if mishandled---the hair might 'die' and need replacing.

Unyielding flexibility

For Ekko, the best fit in regards to flexibility is Unyielding.

Wands of unyielding flexibility choose for themselves wizards and witches of well-defined principles they will never stray from. The owners of these wands are intelligent, somewhat cynical and confident.

These wands excel in combative AND healing magic, finely tuning themselves to their original owner's preferences and never changing for anyone.

Any of that sound at all familiar? Heh. It's basically Ekko to a T really. Aspects of the wood will balance out some of the extremes, and the core being Unicorn makes this a very strong, very LOYAL wand that will never stray into the Dark Arts.

Ekko

💣💣💣💣

Jinx: Sycamore wood with dragon heartstring core, neat-and-slender 13 1/2" quite flexible flexibility

Why Sycamore wood?

Sycamore is a wood that is eager and hungry for new experiences. It can get 'bored' if locked in to mundane activities and may even combust if allowed to get 'bored' and really doesn't that sound exactly like Jinx?

Additionally on its own, sycamore thrives when the owner is curious, adventurous and full of life. The wand would have an ability to adapt and learn at an exceptional pace, its owner a creator or innovator.

Paired with a core of dragon heartstring and it would make for a wand best suited to someone like Jinx; innovative, spontaneous, flamboyant and brilliant.

As an added fun quirk, dragon heart string wands are most prone to accidents and are somewhat temperamental, so imagine a scenario wherein Jinx has become stuck and unable to change or adapt, perhaps in a study rut where the humdrum tasks are all she can bring herself to do. And suddenly her wand starts burning and smoking and she's freaking out? So much fun to be had there.

An intelligent and lively wand for an intelligent and lively personality, a charms extraordinaire and pranking master the likes of Fred and George Weasley.

Quite flexible flexibility

A wand of this flexibility: will typically reject owners it considers restrictive and/or boring; is good for transfiguration, spell crafting, healing magic, and curses; and in the hands of a skillful and energetic sort will become the master of whatever the owner desires.

Owners of the wand are typically characterized as 'very indecisive' but it's noted that they often have a few principles they believe very strongly in.

And doesn't that all sound like a perfect match for Jinx? You can call her many things but restrictive and boring are NOT among them. Her wand feeds into her Jinx persona but there's that strong undercurrent of Powder in there; a vital and adventurous sort that yearns for the next big adventure or idea. The girl always looking at the horizon for what comes next, and eager to set out and meet it.

Fun extra fact you might've noticed: Ekko is taller than Jinx but her wand is longer. And you better believe she's insufferable about it and they're always going at it somehow over these differences.

What are your thoughts on their wands? Do you agree? Do you have other ideas? I love talking about this

[throneofrayllum]

I Never Stopped - Part 2

A comfortable silence had fallen between Jinx and Ekko as he bandaged her wound. His confession kept replaying in her mind. Well, it wasn't exactly a confession, but Jinx knew what he was gonna say before he cut himself off. She loved him too, she had never stopped, but she was glad he hadn't actually let the words fall out of his mouth. She would have either started blubbering like a baby, or she would have been unable to stop herself from falling into his arms and kissing him senseless. Regardless, she was glad both situations were prevented. Ekko was probably married. Probably had his own family back home. Ekko having his own family would break her heart, but it would bring her joy nonetheless. He deserved love and happiness. It's all she wanted for him. "Your thinking." Jinx looked up when she heard Ekko's voice, he had finished with her hand and was putting the supplies in her bathroom cabinet. She smiled, "Is that a bad thing?" Ekko laughed, the sound intoxicating. "Depends, I never really know with yo-" He was cut off by the sound of the front door opening and her daughter bellowing, "I'm hooome!" Jinx shot up and yelled a quick, "Coming! Just give me one sec!" She turned to Ekko and whispered, "Just stay in here ok? She can brush her teeth in the kitchen so she doesn't see you." Jinx turned to walk out, but Ekko grabbed her wrist and stopped her. He looked at her with sympathy, rubbing comforting circles on her wrist as he said, "Jinx. I know you're worried, but you can't hide me in here. We don't have to tell her anything, but I need to go out there. I want to meet my daughter." Jinx inhaled sharply and nodded before walking out into the living room, Ekko following behind her. Despite how nervous she was, Jinx felt the weight of her situation fall off her shoulders when Felicity came into view. The sight of her daughter always managed to calm Jinx, no matter the situation. Felicity dropped her bag and ran up to Jinx, wrapping her arms around her moms waist. Jinx chuckled and kissed the top of Felicity's head, "Hey bug, how was your day?" Felicity smiled up at her mom, arms still wrapped around Jinx, "It was good. Aunt Lux helped me with homework and then we got dinner." Jinx smiled and ruffled her little girls hair before untangling herself from the embrace and gesturing to Ekko, "We have a guest! This is my friend Ekko." Jinx wrung her hands awkwardly, trying not to have a freak out at the sight of her kid in the same room as Ekko. After a few moments of awkward silence, Ekko came to Jinx's rescue. He walked up to Felicity and shook her hand, "Nice to meet you, Felicity. Your moms told me all about you." Felicity smiled and returned the gesture, Jinx laughed at the shocked look on Ekko's face when she shook his hand. For a little girl, Felicity had one hell of a strong handshake. "So, how do you know mom?" Jinx's head shot up at the question, she locked eyes with Ekko and shook her head. Apparently, he didn't gather that shaking her head and giving him a death stare meant 'don't tell her your from Zuan'. Ekko smiled and said, "I'm from Zuan, we were childhood friends." Felicity looked at her mom in disbelief, "What? You never told me about Ekko!" Jinx shrugged and gave her a crooked smile, "We stopped seeing each other around when we were like eleven, it must've slipped my mind." Jinx didn't miss the pained look on Ekko's face at her words, it took everything in her not to break down. Her answer seemed to be good enough for Felicity, because she turned back to Ekko and asked, "Are you gonna have a sleepover with us?!" Ekko winced and shook his head, "Uh, nah, I'm staying at the Inn on eighth street." Felicity let out a sound of disappointment and before she Jinx could stop herself , she blurted, "Stay!" Ekko look at her, eyes wide. Jinx bit her lip and crossed her arms around herself protectively, "If you want, that is. I'm sure you would like to get to know Felicity better." Ekko's eyes shined as he nodded and said, "I would love to stay."

After a quick Ice cream party in the kitchen where Felicity told her mom and Ekko all about her day, Jinx helped her get ready for bed tucked her in while Ekko was getting the couch ready. Jinx had insisted on sleeping on the couch so Ekko could have her bed, but he refused to take the bed. So chivalrous. She was about to turn off the lamp when a little hand wrapped around her arm and stopped her, "Mama, you look sad tonight", Felicity said as she snuggled closer to her pillow. Jinx sighed, "I am a little sad tonight, but don't worry about it. I'll be alright." Felicity furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "Do you miss Isha?" Jinx smiled sadly and sat down on the edge of the bed, "I always miss Isha, honey. But that's not why I'm sad tonight. It's adult stuff. Things you don't need to worry about." Her little girl nodded, "Love you, Mama." Jinx turned out the light and kissed Felicity's forehead, "Love you more."

[blossompedal]

God this fandom is falling apart omg why is it becoming so toxic? 😭 This show is my most special thing ever to me and y’all are actually ruining it with all these takes. Like I do agree with some things like the fact that they fucked up a lot in the writing this season and with a lot of characters arcs…

Caitvi situation: Yes this is my favorite couple out of the whole show but I do see their relationship felt off in this season. I don’t understand all the hate though and homophobia that’s coming out of nowhere. I’m not saying everyone has to like them because I don’t like other ships from the show like timebomb but I feel like when people express not really liking timebomb so many people freak out about it 😭 and also with the Caitvi sex scene I do think it was alittle off as much as I love it, but again I don’t think vi was supposed to know her sister was gonna kill herself plus before that Jinx literally gave Vi her blessing to be with Caitlyn. Her whole life Vis main focus as mostly been trying to find her sister and rebuild that relationship with her and the ONE time Vi prioritizes her happiness first everyone looks down on her for it 😭 (but yeah I do get them doing it in a literal jail cell was weird 😭)

Timebomb situation: I love Jinx and I love Ekko and even though they aren’t my fav characters or couple I still do appreciate them and love episode 7. But I hate everyone saying how Timebomb deserved a happy ending than Caitvi and other characters. Like I get it if they were my favs I’d be alittle upset too about the ending but I think their relationship was super toxic.. I mean in season 1 they literally tried to kill each other did everyone just forget?? 😭 Plus I think Jinx isn’t mentally well enough to be in a relationship rn.

Lots of characters and not just Timebomb didn’t get happy endings and I feel like that’s kinda realistic especially just after a WAR. Were usually those don’t end up all happy and jolly…I don’t think Vi got the happiest ending either. Like yes she’s happy with Caitlyn but she still lost her sister and father AGAIN.

Everyone in this show went thru hella trauma and deserve a break and a happy ending but unfortunately I think that would just be alittle unrealistic…

I really just want this fandom to go back they way it was when it first came out cuz omg 😭 and I don’t even care if I’m ranting too much I have a lot more to say than just this.

[goddessofroyalty]

"She's also on the (not actually that extensive) list of people Jayce and Viktor trust to look after Naph alone."

Well now I HAVE to ask who else is on the list. Presumably all three grandparents, and I would guess surely Vi. Who else of the other aunts and uncles? Is Cait too inexperienced with kids? Is Powder too fond of explosives? Is Mylo too Mylo-y?

Also I would guess Sky would be trustworthy, but I guess most of the scenarios where they need a babysitter are ones where they're both needed for Hextech, and presumably they'd also need their assistant then.

(Heimerdinger seemed pretty good at entertaining kids with that bubble machine with the Firelights, but as far as being responsible for them...)

There's kind of a few tiers of the list and the kids especially move up the tiers as they get older and more responsible (and Naph gets older and looking after him becomes more just supervision and less active care).

So you have "people who can look after baby/toddler Naph overnight" (roughly in order of preference of asking):

The three grandparents

Mel

Sky (they are a little reluctant because they are her employees so don't want to overstep or make her feel like she has to even though she's happy to)

Benzo (he was around when the Vanco kids were younger and has proven he can look after a baby for a night)

Cassandra and Tobias (this falls under the "in the event of an emergency where no other options are available")

"People who can look after baby/toddler Naph for a couple hours or so":

All the of the above

Vi

Sevika (she makes no secret that she doesn't like young kids but she has been around since Claggor and Mylo were born, she can do it)

Claggor

Cait I think they partially don't ask because she is so inexperienced with kids they don't want to freak her out. But if she's around with Vi then they'd be comfortable with it because Vi knows what she's doing. And Mylo/Powder/Ekko are just beneath the age threshold of where they'd feel comfortable really leaving in charge (Claggor is borderline as well but because he's pretty responsible he gets over the line but probably wouldn't leave alone for as long as they would let Vi).

Again once Naph hits that like 4-5 age the Mylo/Powder/Ekko are bumped up into the for a couple hours list. Vi (and probably Cait at that point) are bumped up into can look after overnight. But, again, all the kids are now 4-5 years older themselves and the care is more just making sure Naph doesn't do anything risky, is generally entertained, and has dinner before he goes to bed. Which considering Isha's only a couple years older than him the kids all have pretty recent experience in knowing how to do that.

Heimerdinger keeps offering. And they keep not taking him up on it.

[arcane-ish]

I was looking at this CaitVi fanart about Cait and Vi at the Firelight hideout looking at the mural.

And I was thinking, okay but what if Ekko actually stayed in the AU like a few days longer.

Long enough to have a hesitant conversation with AU!Silco. And though talking to Silco he gains an insight to how the reunion happened and just how much Silco contributed to the AU turning out well.

So when he comes home and is like one if the few survivors left he actually sits down and adds Silco to the mural.

And then Vi comes to the Firelight hideout and has a freaking heart attack when she sees Silco on it 😂

Okay, realistically speaking probably the Firelights might object to Silco being on the mural. Maybe they don't recognize him if Ekko paints either AU Silco or young Silco (Young Silco would be way more impactful if Ekko actually traveled to a time or universe where he encountered young Zaundads). Or maybe he makes a dedicated Jinx and Silco mural somewhere in a secret location.

Basically, I just wanna see/think about Ekko painting Silco, mural style.

For what it's worth, I headcanon that after the battle in the finale Ekko actually gives up on the hideout and instead decides to open it up, respectively encourages his people to join the general Zaunite community and help with the rebuilding. (Because that's how I read his big AU revelation, that he gave up on the rest of Zaun wrongly and now sees the error of his ways and of course now the situation is different)

[a-mind-for-discovery]

Entry #1 

Date : *****

I have sorta convinced myself to start writing all the down now after the events recently. Collecting my thoughts onto things and also talking about my day. 

I am not sure how to feel at the moment. I didn't think I'd learn so much about what happens to me in the future. I have been trying to talk to Jayce about it. He doesn't seem to be really paying attention when I bring any of this up, and when I do, he assumes I'm joking or he says im being ' delusional ' . The man is a fool sometimes. 

On a poor positive note for the past couple of days, I think I made a friend? It feels that way, and if I'm reading the room wrong, well, it wouldn't be the first time for such a mistake. His name is Echo???? Ekko. Something like that anyway. He mentioned something about how we can bond over versions of ourselves not being too great. Which I'm going to take seriously unless he corrects me. He asked me about stars tonight. Which very well reminded me you can not see them from Zaun. I should go back and visit sometimes. I need a break from Piltover, if I'm honest. I really wanna avoid getting in trouble for hitting someone over the head with my cane. I already had a bad run-in with an enforcer; I don't need anything else going wrong. The fact I'm here and learning here is a miracle in itself. I can not lose that. Knowing I'm going to get kicked out because of a report a friend of mine will make on me about an idea I suggested has me on edge.

I'm going to be honsted, I do not think I have ever been so scared about things in my life. I'm used to enforcers being genuinely assholes about things. But today was a lot; getting arrested is not a thing I would have expected. Which is a surprise considering a lot. I can't freak out like that again, though. If I don't have someone to help me like this time, I could get into so much trouble, and I can't have that. I don't know why I got like that. I don't know why I hit them. I wasn't thinking right 

My leg hasn't stopped hurting. I don't know if I'm gonna be able to get out of bed tomorrow. It's very annoying. I should try talking to Jayce to see if he can bring me stuff. I'm still not speaking terms with him, I think so, nevermind. Why does he have to be so annoying and childish sometimes? Is frustrating. I don't know what to do, though. He's the only person I have here and whenever anything, literally anything is an inconvenience to him he throws a fucking hissy fit? I'm basically babysitting him at this point. 

I shouldn't be writing like that. Okay, that was a bit harsh. But still. I think I made friends with another version of him, at least? He's pretty sweet; offered me some help, which I appreciate. All of this is weird, if I'm honest. I didn't expect anything like this, and I have a feeling it's all gonna get more weird. At least  I have people now. Even if it is only a couple.

I should rest now. If my leg isn't feeling any better tomorrow, then staying in bed it is. 

- VIKTOR 

Forgot to write theese down somewhere else, so here is probably fine.

List of things older me has mentioned I should look into : 

- Learn how to take out my own appendix (???? I am worried about this one, but okay ) 

- Be aware of the symptoms of sepsis 

- Work on a taser cane (???)

[dors-ee]

Thanks to Biz barclay video about whales i've been doing some thinking about references/metaphors for timebomb/Jinx.

It started with Moby dick for timebomb, and the matter of perspectives (like his level of obsession, the unhealthiness, should he let her go or not, etc. Is she his Moby Dick? Under a certain perspective maybe. Is she just victim too or is she actively dragging him down. etc etc. I need to explore that.)

And I ended up on what i'm going to develop (putting a cut so pple that aren't interested can scroll past this behemoth of a post more easily.) :

the sea/harbor/drowning theme vs wind for Jinx, and timebomb.

First part is pure analysis of the themes, then I go into more theorizing/personal thoughts/criticisms about her leaving and what it means, finally a short pure analysis at the end again. Be warned I do criticize stuff in the show in this.

Someone in a reddit thread pointed something I found interesting in that Ekko has an obsession with clean air, vent, clenaing the air.

And air is everywhere in his character (the tree, the bug that flies, he flies.) But also what he represents for Zaun, with his commune and tree : a breath of fresh air. A respite. Hope. Wind of hope or something like that.

And Jinx is associated with Janna, she comes to be associated with Janna... gets elevated from the depth of the harbor, the drowning, to the air, the wind. Powder, that drowned in a well, gets out of it.

But when you look at it, she started with the air theme actually. Our first vision of her is with her speaking of flying in a blimp. She looks at the sky, she wants to fly.

Powder that started with the blimp, the sky, the air...

then the sea/drowning theme is brought to her by Silco, who had this tied to him from the start.

Silco, very tied to the sea/drowning theme from the start, like he first shows up in an underwater lab in the show.

He dragged her with him in this, he is the one that brought the sea. He is the one that had her be this sort of twisted reverse ophelia. (reborn in "madness" instead of freed from it with the drowning. mad, crazy, insane, etc. should be avoided as per the communities' demand, bc they are ableist. but i can't find another term here for this concept of thr "madness" in literature, theatre, ballet etc.)

He dies, and she goes back to the wind, to the air. Bits by bits.

She starts to push back the toxic air... Then, she reaches the tree -symbol of oxygen, growing up-, the firelights -symbol of air for Zaun, bug that flies. It's not the air itself yet, it's a breath, but it's going there.-

Also the tree as a way to climb back up, roots that go down down down but still grows up toward the sky. In zaun in particular there's the very "its roots are in a terrible rotten place the one that is Zaun, [sort of underworld?] and yet it grows and thrives." Thus linking the tree to Jinx too? and a way for her to climb, via the tree, a junction, before she takes off in the sky. Making the firelights a transition, before she can take off and fly away. which yes ok thematically it works.

It pains me to admit it bc that makes Ekko just a transition for her -cool cool. Use the black man as a prop, the black man of the ship that is all for her, reduced to be all for her, but she just uses him before discarding him? Yeah. Nah. That's shit.- but it kinda also works in her narrative. And... it's there. In the show. she did use him and discard him, if she voluntarily left. And I hope if there's a spinoff it'll get adressed. That Ekko will adress it. cause it's not cool in general, but here using the black man as a prop for the white girl... Hmmm.

And finally the blimp (as much as I still dislike and struggle with the "she left" thing, cause like nah, the show didn't show her in a psychological crisis at the moment of her death. they didn't show her in a "everyone around me die". they showed her at peace. and yes peace by dying but that doesn't mean that realizing she didn't die she would immediately freak out. I mean she didn't have to realise she survived : she voluntarily escaped if what is shown is true with the shimmer going to the vent (and it's the only way she'd have survived anyway, by using shimmer to escape.). Her planning to die beforehand could be a reason but it doesn't work either cause Ekko... or as I mentionned just above, if that's the case, it makes it that she used him. Then discarded him. Worst, that she left him believe she was gonna live, or had hope, was better. That he succeeded in pulling her back from suicide. I love Jinx, a lot, but damn. I do not have hope due to the other racist stuff the writers did, but I fucking hope it'll get adressed at one point or another if they do a spinoff with them, or show them in another spinoff.)

And the going out via the sky. she flies away, literally, runs away, and is free.

(ngl if they put her in bilgewater next... except if it's a metaphor of how she has sunk back down again, I will not like it. But they care more about what people want. people see Jinx as a pirate so they'll make her a pirate. Don't care if it doesn't make sense with her development. Like it could make sense, as a "regression" or being so lost with herself -and being alone to figure it out- she falls back on what is familiar and what she knows. In this case, ties to the sea, adventure, recklessness, selfishness, etc. That is a strong possibility. We commonly fall back on old familiar behaviors when feeling lost with ourseleves and our identity. We seek environment that brings a sense of familiarty with their similarities of the one we knew, and that potentially traumatized us. Brain goes to what brain knows, even if it's hurtful. It takes a lot to go with the discomfort, even "pain" of what's new, even if we know technically it's better. it is so alien, anathema even, to our brain and psychology..)

It's a representation of her narrative arc, Powder (which is a volatile material, light, flying) and the sky, then powder falls down in a well, jinx is reborn, harbor, etc. Then she lets go of Silco in the sea and starts to reconnect with the wind and cie.

Going from one to the other, up high or reaching up high, to then not just fall to the ground but below it. The sea is below the ground, below earth level (dunno the exact english term for it) the sea of the underworld/the styx with the souls lost.

That would go with her bringing Silco's body there. Bc it's his/their thing the harbor, the well, but also it's kind of a styx reference/symbolism too maybe?

But ultimately for me timebomb connects on an "air" level. He does go down to her, yes. But he brings her back up. He is air for her, a breath of air -hope- like he is for Zaun. They connect for that, for this future, to build the something new.

they come in the battle via flying. They got down together, but now they'll try to fly, and bring air, together.

... and then what? she decides to return down? She decides to fall back down, and away from him. She decides to leave leave him... either bc she did fall back down and thus her ending in bilgewater, as I said as a reproduction of Jinx like with Silco, of this regression in her development, would make sense.

or she did decides to leave, not as a falling back down, but as a "be free and better and at peace", as a getting higher even, which... that means she used Ekko as a stepping stone.

And her falling back down, it doesn't fit with the "breaking the cycle" stuff and walking away and most importantly the flying away with a blimp, to be freed and better and at peace I think.

Explanations :

By flying away with the blimp, symbolically she's reaching this height of freedom, and flying, she elevates at the maximum. What's higher? the sun? Jinx isn't Icarus at all. she is leaving the show at rhe highest possible.

Now of course, it doesn't mean everything will be perfect and ideal. The high of doing something so drastic, that can feel peaceful at first, can break and one can fall back down pretty harshly. The higher one gets the harsher one falls... (So ... Icarus finally, yeah.). One could fall to their death even. to the underworld. from the sky, the highest height, back down to the sea -or the underworld-?

And of course, one does not heal so easily, not with issues and beliefs as deep rooted as she has. I do not discard the idea that after a while her issues came back. what does not work for me is that she wasn't shown in that space of mind in the final. She was shown into something opposite even.

I really think the show messed up in the final. rushed stuff and it doesn't make sense, things contradict themseleves.

also here we are speaking of the symbolism of sea/air stuff. and so if we stick to this -I know i go on tangents a lot.- it doesn't work.

Bc they only showed the blimp aka the air aka highest elevation in the air. aka only finally be freed in the most freeing way possible. (flying is oftentime linked to freedom in medias, to extreme total freedom. The ah what's the word... "apogée").

They can still after that go in and say "yeah nah her mental health have gone down again blablabla", she fell down back to drown, but in the show what was shown was clearly her getting away in a positive light. (whether we take her death at face value -peaceful expression- or leaving with the blimp.-).

They could go this road "elevated to the sun, flied too high, fell down bad. Here she is back down."

But then as much as I would like realistic psychology, and her not being healed so easily etc etc.

It would be boring to have her back at square 1 fallen back down fully with her old bad habits. Like that one is a personal opinion but it would bore me a lot and I would find it too easy to have a full revert of her development.

There's only one exception to this i could like, developped a few paragraphs below.

Although, again. I do not harbor -no pun intended... ok. yes. pun intended- any hope as I already stated in another post.

but it could be done... Although, again... what does this mean about her leaving?.

Her leaving with the blimp was framed as positive, as breaking the cycle, trying to find peace elsewhere. As an act of liberation. Death or leaving actually were both SHOWN that way. It's on screen. Her death is shown as her finding peace and liberation.

dying a hero and saving someone for once.

Not as her believing people would be better without her. Her whole death scene and the blimp and the whole thematic arc with air/sea/etc. So not go with her leaving bc she was under the logic of her twisted beliefs. Or in a mh crisis. it was shown as positive and peaceful and even... hopeful (for her.). Even if we decide to say thr MH crisis happened again, the blimp and what it represents in her narrative arc doesn't fully work with it. It's too... positive. too hopeful when we put it in her narrative arc, like even if we don't go the road of what i analysed with the air/sea. It's still a symbol of her breaking the cycle, for herself (aka violence. so hope she won't fall back into her old bad habits. and won't be a jinx anymore. which leaving doesn't break this cycle of being a jinx at all, it's a form of runing away from facing it but anyway.). It's this circle moment of young Powder, innocent hopeful powder that dreamed of flying. Finding Powder again, finding herself etc etc.

It's supposed to be positive. No matter how we look at it.

Now... All of this being said, I had a realization whilst writing :

Jinx as Odysseus. Ekko as Penelope. (that would make sense with the bloody scylla reference thrown in the extended version of mme.)

oooooh... Am i onto something 🤔

That would work very well with the already there reference of Orpheus and Eurydice for them... Eurydice did go back down, to the sea of the underworld, but fret not my love, I will be back. I will make my way back to you, just so you wait this time. (I... would not be bored by that.)

but where's the wind/air theme, and it still doesn't fit perfectly with where things were left at and what was shown. Odysseus/Penelope is not just : one is away and the other awaits. Odysseus also didn't voluntarily exile himself and stay away voluntarily. He didn't go on a personal identity quest and journey... He left for war then kept trying to come home.

but mixed with Orpheus/Eurydice... it can work. She left bc she had to go back down to the underworld? But she has to get back up by herself this time? long odyssey trying to come back?

but why did she has to go back down? or maybe she didn't fully chose too.

That... would work. that she didn't actually fully chose to leave... It's what I go with usually, that her mh - + injuries- had her leave kind of against her will -or more so following her twisted logic- but it still doesn't work with what was shown on screen during her death scene (explained above). except if maybe whilst in the vent she started to freak out...

ngl her having to leave again against her will kinda is the only thing that make it all work for me, even in term of symbolism/thematically speaking.

BUT that would mean she was already drowning and falling down again...

Or maybe she never fully got back up in the first place. And her thing with Ekko helping her was a fad.

not cool for him. But could work. he didn't actually bring her back up fully.

he... offered a reprieve, a breath of air, before she drowned again and had to leave to get fully better elsewhere. Used him then by man. (it wouldn't be the same as what i said "wait for me i have to get better by myself". This "wait for me etc." could work if she told him she was alive. If she did it could work. If she let him believe she was dead... eeeeh.)

which... I already explained why that's pretty shitty.

However, we also fall back on : why the blimp then? why the air and highest elevation and freedom possible shown then?

As I stated higher up, the blimp and her going away is framed as a positive and doesn't work with her leaving bc of a mh crisis or bc she didn't fully chose to, etc.

Bc of twisted beliefs eventually (I am breaking the cycle and will find peace elsewhere, all alone). that's it.

why the blimp? why this symbol of reaching the highest heights of "air"? Of freedom? In our collective imagination/reference something that flies is the height of freedom. One of it's ultimate symbols.

If they planned on bringing her back down, or saying she got back/still is down, why not showing a boat leaving? if they plan to drown her again, or say she is still drowning in a way, why the blimp and not a boat? Even if they go the road of odysseus/penelope with timebomb, a boat would have been fucking perfect. the blimp... the blimp is positive. The blimp is is "I am breaking the cycle and i am freeing people and myself.". It's using then discarding Ekko if he believes she's dead and wasn't warned about her plans. it's shitting on him.

I put "I am a jinx and people around me die" into her being back down btw. Ofc in general those beliefs wouldn't leave her so easily, of course. They're very deeply rooted. Healing is not linear etc etc etc. I know all of that. But again, that's not what was shown. That she was actively thinking that. Maybe she still was, but yeah. That's... not very optimistic/positive/I am free still.

It's still an interesting one to consider I think, Odysseus/Penelope. (or a reverse of it? He leaves voluntarily but cannot come back?).

I don't have a conclusion btw. i'm just having fun analysing stuff, and theorizing. Yes i am having fun even with my criticism. except when i end up realizing how badly they potentially messed up timebomb/Ekko. That one is not fun but I an a big proponent and supporter of saying "fuck canon" so... fuck canon.

And i really need to dig into the Moby dick for timebomb and the matter of pespective. is she his moby dick? Is she a crow with his owl (Zaun's royalty)? Is she Scylla? Is she actually the wind gods/Janna here? Is she a victim too, instead of this monster dragging him down? so is she just his Eurydice then? Is she Odysseus and he Penelope? What is she to him, what should he do, depends on the perspective. SO MUCH TO EXPLORE and think about.

Oh yeah also : that gives us the four elements btw. Water sea drowning, fire that twice acts as a burning of the past life.

the teee (earth) but dare i say... the mines. The mines are the esrth. Going in the depth of zaun, the mine where they find the shed and Vander.

And the air wind.

and it is super interesting how they couple in what they do. Water/fire that are opposites here serve the same function. Whilst air and earth we could say do also serve the same function (hope, climbing up, being better, etc.).

if i had known my studying of literature at uni would lead to that and not the phd I had envisioned 😅

to think I could be actually doing said phd rn if a terrible burn out and chronic illnesses hadn't hit me years ago... Not to diminish media analysis like this one, but when i struggle to write a post like that that isn't a very serious formatted academic analysis, then think of what i could accomplish before in term of academic level stuff, and could have had been doing instead if not for losing at the genetic lottery...

Yeah. anyway. Won't change anything to feel bad about it. And I am glad I can still do the stuff I can still do.

quick edit : I won't edit this, too long and i am getting tired of it. But I might write follow ups to re explain stuff or elaborate or if my thoughts have progressed further as I am actively thinking about all that, if I realized i didn't say something properly, or if i find the courage to rewrite to separate the pure analysis from the rest, etc.

[ravenkinnie]

i love love love the way you write jinx and the way you talk about her and her relationships!!! not to be annoying bc a lot of ppl in the fandom are like 16/17 but the general interpretation of jinx as little more than a victim of her circumstances and silco’s manipulation who should make up with her sister, be caitvi’s slightly annoying third wheel and ekko’s (or lux? lmao nothing against either ship but yk) quirked up gf is soooo boring (like god forbid a girl contains multitudes and is both a meow meow and an absolute cunt) and your take on her is such a breath of fresh air! not sure if you talked about this in a post already but what are your hopes in general for the new season and ofc for jinx in particular?

❤️❤️❤️ that's my pookie and even tho I'm hoeing across runeterra she will always be the one

no fr fr and listen I do feel like I'm fighting in a kindergarten when I hate because I realise it's cause everyone I'm beefing with is 18 and just likes the same YA archetypes as everyone else at that age but if 10k bitches can post it on ao3 I can hate on it. especially because it erases a supremely well done character that they made out of a lol champion I wouldn't even think twice about when she first released like that's a talent and that's work

and also if people want to complain about female characters in media it feels disingenuous to then remove agency from complicated female characters we do have to make them one dimensional - like one thing you cannot say about jinx is that she's flat - in personality I mean cause well. she is an active dynamic character with insane narrative potential and a lot of layers and being both a victim and a victimiser is an important part of that

my main hopes for season 2 are honestly

*I hope its consistent internally with its own ideology </3 I think s1 at the end starts unraveling a lil because it seems to despair for this both sides ass take but it just wouldn't make any sense with league lore or the show itself. here I mostly fear for ekko gkbknj

*everybody should become a somewhat worse person, like vi provably will because she will become an enforcer, caitlyn seems to also be heading for some corruption arc, obv viktor is there, so I think this will be fulfilled teehee

*I want jinx to have her own arc and I mean an arc where she develops her own goal and motivations outside other characters too and maybe this goal will be to love evil till the day she dies, ill take it!! I just think seeing jinx grow outside that child/flighty troublemaker into a full on villain/terrorist will be fantastic and will also give her actual league lore another layer that hopefullyyyy they can continue to build on (and they will never stop banking on jinx like that's basically leagues mascot)

*mel survives </3 like it would be way too much of a loss of a great character to give her so little storyline of her own, she needs to be in s2

*overall, sorry to be a freak but I'm a tragedy lover and enjoyer and I know they are tied to champion lore somewhat now but I still hope it ends sad or bittersweet for everyone. and when you say tragedy people often think of character death but that's probably the least tragic ending you can give a bitch, the true hollowness in losing everything you once were and could have been is what im talking about!!

*I did say this before but I hope jinx kills imagine dragons in arcane universe. first of all they are touring in israel so they deserve that but also it would be really funny to see them on her list of victims like just whole ass imagine dragons under silco or sth

[venomwrites]

Live anon-ing Here from Seismology chapter 19. First of all, if anyone ever feels the need to draw Act 2 episode 6 Cait in Vis pit-fighter jacket. I'm down.

Lol @ Lori's meeting Vander and Jinx making fun of Cait for bedding 2 of her strike team.

Jinx looking at Vis hair and going 'Imma trust the woman who tried to kill me the past half a year with those scissors cause she did a fine job with my sisters hair'

Caitlyn admitting to herself how convoluted Piltover can be with never actually saying what is what. Also Isha is a champ standing by while her big sis has a heart - to - heart with the woman who was shooting at them a few months ago. Two sides of the same coin...

Caitlyn finally getting to be just Caitlyn for a moment even tho it's dire circumstances!!!!

The implications!!! Loris and Scar making bets on the wedding date.

Vi being horny on main for Cait in her jacket!

Listen here: Seismology and Anomalies are my two faves, I love all your AUs, but those two take the cake. Prince Caitlyn is my fave headcanon!!!

A LIVE ANON-ING IM SO FLATTERED!!

I love everything you said so much!

Okay with the haircuts there is like several layers to it (no pun intended) including them shedding some of their grief. They can't do it together yet, but I wanted a common thread. But for Caitlyn it's almost a test. Cutting your family's hair is something that would be expected of a Zaun matriarch. They both kind of see if Caitlyn can do this distinctly Zaun thing. And even though she's nervous Caitlyn pulls it off. It's also the first time she has physical contact with Jinx without freaking out.

Also we all know I'm weak for Caitlyn in Vi's clothing, but I also wanted to contrast her having been in the cape last time Loris saw her to now she's in the jacket. It also helps her with that contact with Jinx. And YES Vi is horny on the main for her in the jacket. She held it together remarkably well I think because Ekko just about died at Jinx's new haircut. But that's not gonna last much longer.

Prince Cait is my fave. I feel like cherry-lemon/sleeping beauty Cait is getting to the Prince Cait title too. But I'm so glad both of those fics are your favorites!!

[get-caitjinxed]

I’ve been following along to your Noxian Vi AU and wanted to give my two cents on some ideas - if you wanted. (Also, I love the idea so freaking much.)

Shimmer!Caitlyn really interests me in this AU, so:

An alternate version of the bridge scene happens (it’s just Caitlyn and Ekko) where in the chaos of Jinx’s attack, Caitlyn gets severely injured. (Marcus accidently shoots her due to the surprise of the bombs going off, in keeping with Jinx being a ‘jinx’ to the people close to her.)

So Jinx takes Caitlyn, who she’s grown close-ish to during previous scenes (which I haven’t thought out yet), to Singed to save her life.

Silco reacts very poorly because Jinx, my beloved daughter, did you just take the Kirammen heir who is also an enforcer, OUR ENEMY, to my drug dealer to save her life??

This ends up being the start for Silco and Caitlyn’s awkward stalemate alliance of sorts (which then becomes much bigger once they’re having to combat Ambessa, Vi, and Noxus), because he can’t exactly keep her captive or kill her without Piltover losing its shit, and he can’t just let her walk back home if she’s going to rat him out. She can’t rat his organization out without risking war with the Undercity, now that she knows the lengths and weapons Silco has at his disposal and which he makes clear he is more than willing to use. And there’s the matter of if she’d even be believed, coming back from a days- or weeks-long trip to the Undercity permanently hopped up on shimmer. She’d be treated as a social pariah at best, a crazy drug addict at worst.

(Also exposing Silco means exposing Jinx as the one responsible for the Progress Day and bridge bombings, plus the 20ish dead enforcers + dead sheriff.)

Her thinking the above is the start of Caitlyn’s hatelove, lovehate relationship with Jinx. Jinx saved her life. Jinx is the reason she nearly died in the first place. Jinx is her friend. Jinx is attractive. Jinx is working for the drug kingpin of the Undercity. Jinx going to Stillwater or dying would devastate her. Jinx in her bed back home or in her shower or in her lap.

Since she’s very new to the side effects of shimmer when this impasse with Silco is happening, she accidently says some of those things out loud. Silco is just like 🧍 

Uhhh just what are your intentions with my daughter?

we LOVE shimmer!caitlyn in this household (i need everyone to get as obsessed with her as i am in you had the gun)

i think in this particular au she would be bound and determined to go back and find a way to explain everything and make it work, perhaps even dragging singed up with her somehow to have him explain what the hell he did. i don't think it would be received well initially but i think she could get ppl like jayce on her side and eventually they would start to accept it. also i think she would just be really scary >:3c no one would want to mess with her

without spoiling too many of my ideas for YHTG, this is lowkey touching on some of my ideas for that AU as well. however, i don't think it's much of a spoiler to say that YHTG!caitlyn doesn't want to go back to piltover and wouldn't be received well AT ALL if (when? 😈) she does