#MA IS A LEGEND

[maysrinn]

In the Capitol AU, is Ma Plinth the honorary grandmother of the Snow children? The one that Lucy Gray likes to visit and leave the kids with?

She is 💫

Grandma’am despised Lucy Gray to the core and besides Janus, none of the other children got to meet Grandma'am, as she passed away just a year after he was born, coinciding with Coriolanus being 25 years old in the timeline. She possibly only accepted her great grandson for primarily resembling Coriolanus. Not surprisingly, Grandma'am never referred to Janus as Sejanus, a fact that didn't bother Coriolanus at all but was quite unlike Lucy Gray's reaction.

On the other hand, Mrs. Plinth always sprung into action whenever a new baby was born, eagerly offering her assistance to Lucy Gray. Lucy Gray gladly accepted her help because it felt genuine, unlike the maids and Avoxes of the household who were either paid or coerced into their duties. Additionally, Ma treated Lucy Gray with genuine love, viewing her as a beloved daughter-in-law. This warmth and affection from Ma made Lucy Gray feel comfortable leaving her kids with the Plinths, whom she genuinely enjoyed visiting.

However, Lucy Gray isn't quite sure about Strabo. This uncertainty stems mainly from his distant demeanor and his overly strict nature, which makes him a bit difficult to connect with.

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I adore the image of Ma doting on each grandchild, eagerly showering them with every treat imaginable. Rosie, in particular, is a little sugar-addicted gremlin, constantly in need of an energy boost, and Ma is more than happy to oblige. Rosie points excitedly at pictures of decadent cakes, pastries, or cookies, exclaiming, "THIS, THIS, THIS!!" and eagerly awaits her Grandmama to work her magic in the kitchen.

Although Lucy Gray does try to intervene and caution Ma about giving the children too much sugar, her efforts often fall short against Ma's loving indulgence. After all, who can resist the allure of those sweet, delightful treats made with Grandmama’s tender care?

No Xanthos is not forgotten! He’s actually just like Rosie just not as vocal and hyperactive about treats and snacks XD he craves them, oh yes, and Ma always notices even if he doesn’t right out say it.

Mrs. Plinth is among the rare few who refer to Janus by his full name, Sejanus, which doesn't sit well with Coriolanus.

[rainingriversofyou]

“I promise I’ll never forget this.”

“You better not.” - Arcane: League Of Legends

Ekko x Powder [alt universe] - Artist: danval150

[fruity-blogs]

The song playing in the background when Ekko and Powder dance is called... 'Ma Meilleure Ennemie'

Which translates to...

MY BEST ENEMY.

I'M NOT OKAY 😭

Despite the circumstances Ekko has always loved Jinx :')

[hokanm]

slightest touch

[gerathewise]

s2e7 when Powder dances with the love of her life and so do her dads ✩ ₊˚.⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊ ✧

[goryhorroor]

"we all go a little mad sometimes, how about you?"

[darthteeth]

URGENT!!NEED 6000€ BY THE END OF THE YEAR!!

I'm truly fucking losing it i don't want to be alive anymore, getting a little bit of money here and there is not helpful I don't think I've ever fulfilled any of my bigger goals pls pls help me reach this goal by the end of December. My parents are divorcing and my father is planning to cut us off financially I can't find work and I'm constantly exhausted because of long covid pls pls share this post if u see it I know there is a bunch of my posts going around but none of them worked. All them lost traction eventually I can't keep doing this pls share I need this survival fund not to die we need money for her therapy and for our medication and bills etc

626/6000€ NOVEMBER 28th!!

[fyusfyu]

Ekko aesthetic wallpaper

[gingerpines]

i miss them so very much (wip)

[ekkoscakeo]

"Our Final Song"

[a/n] : listen to ma meilleure ennemie while reading this to cry more ;')

The soft hum of "Ma Meilleure Ennemie" filled the small room, looping endlessly, weaving itself into the fabric of the night. It was their song, the one that had accidentally played the night they first danced, awkward and laughing, under flickering string lights. Now, it played again—not as a backdrop to laughter, but as a companion to a goodbye they both knew was coming.

Ekko sat cross-legged on the floor, his Z-Drive dismantled beside him. He didn’t need it tonight. Tonight was for her. She leaned against the far wall, her silhouette bathed in the dim light of the desk lamp. She looked fragile, as though the slightest gust of wind could carry her away. But her smile, soft and knowing, was as solid as it had always been.

“It’s a weird song to love, don’t you think?” she said, breaking the silence. Her voice was quiet but steady, as if she hadn’t just been crying moments ago.

Ekko glanced at her, a small smile tugging at his lips. “It’s weird because you love it, and you’re weird.”

She laughed—soft, barely there, but still enough to make his heart twist. “Says the guy who rewinds time for fun.”

He leaned back on his hands, tilting his head as he watched her. “You’re not gonna let me win this one, are you?”

“Never,” she teased. Then, more gently, “That’s what made us work, though. You challenge everything, and I challenge you.”

He turned his gaze to the Z-Drive. It lay lifeless now, the device that had once given him endless chances. But tonight, there was no rewinding. No second try. This was their moment, fleeting and final, and he wouldn’t waste it.

----

The song played on, its melancholic melody carrying them through their memories.

“Do you remember the first time we met?” she asked suddenly, her voice cutting through the quiet.

Ekko smirked. “You mean when you tried to spray-paint over my work?”

She rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face betrayed her amusement. “It was awful. A galaxy? Really?”

“It was art, thank you very much,” he shot back, feigning offense. “And if I remember correctly, someone decided to fix it by painting stars that looked like fried eggs.”

“They were stars,” she argued, laughing now. “But sure, let’s go with fried eggs.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I let you win that argument, too.”

She softened, her gaze meeting his. “No, Ekko. You didn’t let me win. You let me stay. That’s different.”

-----

The song looped again, filling the spaces between words, carrying them to the quieter, heavier memories.

“Do you regret it?” she asked after a long silence. Her voice was small, almost afraid.

He looked at her sharply. “Regret what?”

“Us. This. Loving me.”

His heart twisted. He stood, crossing the room to sit beside her. “Never,” he said firmly. “Not for a second.”

She leaned her head against his shoulder, and for a moment, they sat like that, the song wrapping around them like a fragile cocoon.

“I regret the fights,” she murmured. “The times I pushed you too hard. The times I didn’t say what I really felt.”

“You pushed me because you believed in me,” he said softly. “And that’s what I’ll remember. Not the fights. Not the regrets. Just... you.”

-----

The night wore on, their voices growing softer, their silences longer. The weight of the inevitable hung heavy between them, but neither dared to say it aloud. Not yet.

As the final notes of the song played for the hundredth time, she reached for his hand. Her fingers, once so steady, trembled against his. “Ekko,” she whispered, “promise me something.”

“Anything.”

“Don’t stop living when I’m gone.”

His throat tightened, and he couldn’t speak. She turned to look at him, her eyes bright with unshed tears but full of determination. “You have so much left to do. So much left to give. Don’t let this—don’t let me—be the end of you.”

He swallowed hard, nodding. “I promise,” he choked out.

She smiled, leaning her head against his chest as the song began to play again. “Good,” she whispered.

------

When the last notes of the song finally faded, so did she. Her warmth, her weight, her presence—all of it slipped away like a fading dream.

Ekko sat there, the silence pressing in around him, his arms empty but his heart full of the love they had shared. The room felt colder, but he didn’t move. He let the quiet settle, let the memory of her linger a little longer.

His gaze drifted to the Z-Drive lying beside him, its cracked surface catching the faint glow of dawn breaking through the window. Gently, almost reverently, he picked it up, his fingers brushing over the fractured casing.

“One rewind,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Just one.”

He pressed the button, the device sputtering weakly before flickering out completely. It was useless, broken when he needed it most. Time, it seemed, had made its choice.

Ekko clenched the Z-Drive tightly, his knuckles whitening as tears streaked silently down his face. “Why?” he rasped into the empty room. “Why give me this power if I can’t save her?”

The question hung in the air, unanswered.

And yet, deep down, he knew. She wouldn’t have wanted him to rewrite this—to steal away the love and the pain that made their final night together real. As much as it hurt, it was theirs. Untouchable. Unchangeable.

The song looped faintly in his mind, the melody carved into his soul. He sat there, the dawn spilling light across the room, his heart breaking but alive with the echoes of her.

“Thank you for loving me,” he whispered again, the Z-Drive slipping from his grasp and clattering softly to the floor.

It wasn’t the ending he wanted, but it was theirs. And in all its beauty and pain, that would have to be enough.

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[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

arcane but i've never watched it

HELLO MAGGOTS ASMI HERE GOOD OMENS MASCOT LOCAL HIMBO BLAH BLAH I'M BEING HELD AT GUNPOINT BY KYOMI WHO IS STARING AT WITH A THREATENING TV REMOTE AS I TYPE THIS.

AS SOON AS I POST THIS, THEY WILL FORCE ME TO WATCH ARCANE. SEND HELP. I HAD TO BEG THEM FOR TIME TO WRITE THIS POST. ANYWAY, SO HERE GOES: EVERYTHING I KNOW ABOUT ARCANE, WITHOUT HAVING WATCHED IT, COZ EVERYONE IS BRAINROTTED WITH IT. WARNING FOR SPOILERS? IDK I DON'T KNOW MUCH ANYWAY.

There is an undercity and an... overcity. The undercity is a poison bubble Atlantis thing.

There is a government and there is oppression.

There is Vi and her sister Powderpuff. Their parents die. They cry.

They are separated... by government. Rebellion. And must find each other.

A game is involved. League of legends?

There is yaoi Jesus, otherwise known as Viktor, and he is a scientist.

He doesn't get funding, and rages around. Academia smh smh amirite.

The poison fumes make him lose his leg? Idk. Anyway, he's disabled, and one of the show writers... Christian... Christian Grey? Christian Grey. Said it made him asexual because he was angry they were shipping yaoi Jesus with Judas.

But EVERYONE else in the cast and crew and PR team ships them. Christian Grey is just an ableist homophobic asshole.

Oh yeah so yaoi Judas is a himbo who is cosmically intertwined in every lifetime with yaoi Jesus but they are 'bros.'

It's giving Aziracrow if they were written by the Supernatural/Sherlock writers.

Yaoi Jesus... I think he almost dies but doesn't? Kyomi was going to kill people if he died. Since they are not in jail, I assume he lived.

Vi has a girlfriend named Caitlyn and they are very angst and then they have sex and I thought one of them drowned because of an animatic Kyomi made but APPARENTELY THAT WAS FUCKING SYMBOLISM OF SOMETHING THEY ARE THE WORST SOURCE OF INFORMATION.

But someone does lose... a part of themself when they drown? Something?

There is a lot of angst. Every episode is pain. Everyone is a masochist in this fandom.

Christian Grey said the song of something was inspired by a fucking bollywood movie? Bajirao Mastani? IDK?

Christian Grey repressed Vi in the second season.

There is Jinx, who has the Marshmallow dude's thing on her trans flag coded nails.

There are Hex Cores and Hex Gates (and no Hex Girls, I misheard Kyomi, oops) and Runes that are not runes.

Rebellion rebellion Vi fights in rings and rebellion government.

The ending didn't happen, whatever it was. Nothing happened. Everything is happily ever after for Caitvi.

Yaoi Jesus is happiness. The end.

Kyomi says I know nothing. They are wrong. I am the only authority on everything ever :)

[lavb-b]

Making a Link sticker for myself :^]

[rainingriversofyou]

Powder x Ekko [alt universe]

Arcane: League Of Legends

Artist: zekhaiet

[thekyanitedragon]

hey, so for anyone else actively fueling their arcane brainrot, there's this neat interactive wallpaper to break your heart a little every time you look at your screen.

Added plus, it even has the option to Stromae, Pomme - “Ma Meilleure Ennemie” softly anytime you don't have any other apps fullscreen/maximized

available through wallpaper engine on steam ($4USD)

[irlangelics]

jinx and isha are amazing i want more

[jeanzaot]

TIMEBOMB THEME SONG, WORLD DOMINATION

Enemies to lovers, you'll always be famous