#SILCO AND VANDER IM LOOKING AT YOU

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every time a male character refers to his homoerotic situationship as his “brother” an angel loses its wings

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[hauntingblue]

Last arcane episode ever..... here we fucking go....

[animeshotsh]

When I lost you | Young!Silco x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death - Reader is sick - Silco is still not a gang lord - Silco does not want Reader to try any drug - Italics = memories - ANGST - grammar mistakes -

When Silco was alone in his office, when he knew not even Jinx was around his mind liked to go back in time to see memories of a different time, so different that it almost seemed like these were dreams.

He remembers you well. Your face, your body, your eyes, they never once lied to him. You always showed him your true colors and motivations. You wanted a better place, a future, a good place for the next generation. Stop the undercity of being know as a place of crime.

You wanted so much.

"What's on your mind Sil?" You asked one hand under your chin as you studied him.

Once again Silco was thinking on how...how to improve lives, how could he and Vander make the undercity different?

"Nothing important" He had said "Just thinking on how you look today" He added smirking when you blushed at his words.

"Charming, I hope this does not mean you or Vande did something...because your sweet talking wont work on me"

"Doesnt always?" He asked pulling you on his lap making you laught. He smelled your hair and let out a content sound. He liked this, this moment. He wanted to stop time and be here forever.

The silence was broken by a heavy cought from you, one that made you have to stand up to breath the little air you could.

"Are you alright Love?" Silco asked getting closer making circles on your back as he saw how you nodded still breathing hard.

"Yeah, i may get a flu soon" You had dissmissed with a smile

Silco blamed himself. For how he have acted, faster or different, for not getting you out of the mines.

"(Y/N)..." Silco started seeing how you were having a hard time just walking the stairs, he had noticed how you also seemed to be slower, a side comment Vander had said on how you almost got caught on a recent work.

"Im fine" You responded back, trying to ignore the pain on your chest.

Once you two made it to the top you took a big long breath.

"You are not fine. I can see it, Vander can see it, everybody can see it" Silco said getting more frustrated by you

"Then all of them are wrong" You declared, letting yourself fall on your couch. Your eyes starting to close.

"You cant even stay awake"

"I have done much work in the mines. Im just tired"

"Then stop, I can help you, i can provide for you!!" Silco almost screamed

"You know I cant leave, what if i need the dam job later? No one will take me in. Every job out there is managed by them, i cant just leave"

"You are killing yourself"

Silco groaned at that, he wanted to go back and beat up his younger self. It was like his words had set off a curse.

Because less than a week from that talk you ended leaving the mines after collapsing and almost causing a fatal mistake.

Silco entered your home. He went to your room were he saw you reading a old book, pages yellow.

"I got you some medicine" Silco started getting it out from a bag well hided.

"Silco stop, these are too expensive!!" You said again even since he had started to get you different ones but no one seemed to work.

"Shut up, just try it" Silco said passing it to you who took it making a face.

"Its terrible"

"Well its not supposed to teast good, its supposed to cure you" Silco responded going to your kitchen to heat up some soup.

When he returned you were deep sleep. He hoped that medicine was doing the trick.

Saddly it did not.

Weeks passed and Silco saw how you became more and more weak. Pale like a ghost, eyes no longer shining but almost out of life.

"Im dying" you said to him one afternoon "Im dying and you cant do anything about it so stop beating yourself"

Even now Silco felt like your words reached him.

"No, i cant let you die" Silco said hands rubbing his hair

"Uh, i can try that thing they are selling now..."

"No" Silco had say "Next thing we need is you getting addicted"

You rolled your eyes but did agree.

The soft rain from outside was like odd music, for a couple that was seeing its end.

"I love you" You said taking his hand "Im happy i got to live my life with you"

If Silco had know these were going to be your last words he would have given you a better response. More than "I love you" and more than false promises.

He had become what you asked him not to, and while he was making on his own way a better life for the city a part of him hated himself. Hated that he had somehow betrayed you.

"Im sorry" He whispered to no one. "Im so sorry (Y/N).

[vi-tamine]

Heyyyyy!!!

If you are up for it, I'd love to see you write a Silco x Reader Story🙏🏻

Reader was like an older Sibling to Powder, Vi, Mylo and Clagger, making sure the kids were always okay. So that day, when almost everyone died and Silco took in Powder/Jinx, Reader went with them to keep an eye on Jinx. They turn more into a Parental Figure over time for her. Reader and Silco hated each other at first but tried to remain civil for Jinx. Over time feelings developed and both are in denial. So basically Enemies to Lovers.

Also Reader takes care of like the Bar, since they have already worked there when Vander was still alive. [Either behind the counter as a Bartender or as like Security]

Idc if its Fluffy or Angsty or smutty or smth!

I just need more Silco x Reader🙏🏻😭

at home (silco x reader)

words: 1517

genre(s): fluff, angst (i think..)

warnings: none

n/a: im sooo happy!!! thank u so much for requesting me!! this is my first request and i'm kinda nervous about it! i hope you like it and enjoy it a little!! i did my best!! want to remember that english isn't my first language, so im sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes, but this also helps me to improve :]

You were twenty years old when it all happened. When Mylo and Claggor died and Vi ran away after all the tragedy trying to rescue Vander from Silco's hands. You were the oldest of the three sisters, always under your care, even though you allowed them some freedom for their “missions” you always kept an eye on your sisters, in case it was necessary to get them out of some trouble. 

That day, you went to help your brothers get Vander back, making Powder promise not to move from the basement. When the whole mess happened, you were barely aware of whatever was going on. One of your arms had been trapped under the rubble and you heard Powder's distant cries for Vi to come back for her. As best you could, you pulled yourself together, pushed away the debris over your arm and made your way to find the youngest of your sisters, the one that sounded closest. The crying seemed to be weaker, and when you looked up Silco had his arms around her as she hugged him, right next to Vander's lifeless body. You approached cautiously, brow furrowed at the whole unfamiliar situation. 

“Stay away from her” you addressed Silco with a firm voice and furrowed brows. He did so without complaint, looking at you, keeping his composure and probably waiting for a move on your part that never came.  Powder turned to look at you, her blue eyes brimming with tears. She hugged your legs, and before you knew it, you were both leaving with Silco and his people. 

Seven years later you decided to take Vander's place in “The Last Drop”. Silco “signed it over” to you while he took one of the rooms to be his office. You were a little grateful that he would let you carry on the legacy of the one he once considered his brother. 

You poured one last drink before Jinx sat down on one of the stools and rolled your eyes as you watched her turn in on herself. “Get your feet off the stool if you're going to be sitting here” you scolded her as you cleaned one of the glasses and poured her the juice she always asked for. “Thank you~” she thanked taking a sip from the straw. “I've been working on one of those grenades I showed you, and even though it explodes poorly, it's getting more and more powerful!” she explained somewhat excitedly as she looked at you with a slight smile. During all these years your sister had grown more than you would have liked. Sometimes nostalgia hit you, and all you could think about was how much older she had gotten and how rebellious and uncontrollable she had become.

 Mylo and Claggor's death and Vi's abandonment left some aftereffects on your sister. Jinx was the name she had decided to adopt after Vi called her that name before abandoning her to her fate without even knowing if you were alive. Together with Silco you had raised her, and although you always tried to take her on a healthy and untroubled path, she ended up paying more attention to Silco than to you. 

During all these years your vision of Silco was changing, and all the resentment and anger you had towards him, had been loosening when you saw the love and effort he put in wanting to take care of your sister. Your attitude towards him became more passive, and his attitude towards you became sweeter and more protective. You both had your sister, Jinx, as your priority. 

“Be careful with those gadgets or someday your finger will explode.” you joked with your sister as you leaned your elbows on the bar to look at her. “I do know how to build inventions, sis, not like you” she joked with you before getting a tap on her shoulder from you. You rolled your eyes letting out a light chuckle. “By the way, Silco wants to see you” he spoke as he rubbed his shoulder with a pout. You frowned and sighed. “You take care of the drinks for a while then” you stepped out from behind the bar, you watched out of the corner of your eye as Jinx hopped over the bar to tend to the customers and scolded her for it before walking up to Silco's office.

You felt your heart beating stronger and stronger as you got closer to Silco's office. Since a few days ago your vision of the man who had given (somehow) shelter to you and your sister, apart from starting to respect him, perhaps your feelings towards him had taken a different direction, a more romantic one. Every night you told yourself that it was wrong, if you thought about it, it was against your morals and principles to like Silco, so you tried to hold back that feeling as much as you could. 

You knocked on the door, and after hearing a low “Come in”, you entered the room, allowing you to see Silco in his chair as usual and Sevika next to him. They both looked at you, and with a slight gesture, Silco had Sevika leave the room, closing the door behind her. You sat down in the chair in front of the table, sighing and making yourself comfortable as you noticed how her gaze was fixed on you. 

“What is it this time, what has Jinx done to what-” you couldn't finish formulating the sentence Silco cut you off. “Your sister is out of jail” your back and your whole body started to bristle. “With the help of a Piltover enforcer.” You discovered that Vi had been arrested and sent to Stillwater. Seven years later she seemed to have gotten out. A confused feeling invaded your body. You were happy, your sister had been released. And at the same time you were filled with rage, she had abandoned you and your sister. Then came the feeling of guilt, you were the oldest, much older than them, and you had let your sister be arrested, you had not fought for her. You swallowed and immediately got up from the couch. “Don't let Jinx know. Not yet, at least.” you left the room without even looking or listening to what Silco would have to tell you.

. . . . . . 

Later that night, having just closed the bar and with only the music to keep you company, you finished putting the last chairs back on the tables and mopping the floor. Before you even went to sleep you decided to pour yourself a shot of whiskey. You sat on the freshly cleaned bar and, with your mother's favorite song playing in the background, you thought about everything. Your parents, your sisters, brothers, Vander, Silco, everything. The alcohol scratched your throat as you thought about how you were going to confront Vi at some point, what you would say to her, how she would be, how she would react to seeing who you were with. Maybe she would understand you if she realized you were doing it all for Jinx. Maybe she would martyr you if she knew about your feelings for Silco. 

“May I have some?” a voice from behind you shuddered. Turning slightly to grab a glass, you saw Silco planted behind you. You nodded wordlessly, pouring for him as well and watching as he took a long sip. He looked back at you. “Why the long face?” he asked. You laughed wryly. “As if you didn't know” you replied clicking your tongue. You didn't want to talk down to him, but your feelings at that moment were what they were. He seemed to understand, he didn't add a word.

 He set the glass down on the bar and one of your hands rested on your shoulder, lightly trailing down your arm. “She's going to understand.” he simply said. You shook your head, also dropping the glass and looking sideways at him. “She's not going to understand. She can't. I don't blame her. I'm a horrible sister.” you sighed. You felt like your eyes were going to release tears at any moment. You noticed Silco's rough hand touch yours, embrace yours with his fingers and with his thumb caress the back of your hand. You let yourself be touched. “We should have left, Silco. We don't belong here. It's not our place. I should have taken Pow-” you couldn't finish your sentence Silco had crashed his lips to yours. You couldn't even react when he broke away. You looked at him still dumbfounded. 

“If she doesn't understand, we're going to make her understand. But don't you ever, ever, ever say again that you don't belong here. You do. You belong by my side,” and when he finished speaking you couldn't help but kiss his lips back. Your heart had just exploded like a bomb, and Silco had detonated it. There were probably going to be repercussions, surely none of this was going to go well, but for the first time, when you were dancing in his arms, you felt at home again.

[xremus-is-deadx]

Let's talk about Sevika for a minute...

S2 talk ahead:

Okay so Sevika is a powerhouse of a character, we can all see that, we all have eyes, we all know her gorgeous ass can fight.

But like, it's always under someone, and S2 Act 1 has made that so much more evident.

She's a natural follower, jumps of the train of whoever holds power. First with Vander, then with Silco, and now Silco is gone, she has no one...

In a scene in S2 Ep2, when discussing who would take over Silco's position, Sevika is immediately excluded from the picture. Not because she isn't strong, everyone knows she's physically strong, she just isn't a leader. She still has a very powerful voice at the table, but she just doesn't take control, and honestly I'm debating whether that's because she can't bring herself to, or because she doesn't.

Realistically, if you take a position of leadership down in the undercity, you paint and immediate target on your head with a sign saying "take me down" written in neon above you. It's a risky position, and everyone we've seen take such a position, or even try to, has either died (Vander, Silco, Finn, and now kind of Renni), or landed flat on their ass in pursuit (specifically Smeech in act 1). She has to know that it's probably safer to play follow the leader, but she also seems somewhat incapable of taking on a leadership role in trying times. She doesnt really knowing what to do without Silco around now, and she's fallen in line with Jinx, someone she never worked alongside, even under Silco, because they opposed eachother so much (Sevika have a "tackle what I'm given the way I'm given it, no other way" tactic, Jinx having a "shooty shooty bomb explosion" tactic, not exactly besties...)

And yet here they are, teamed?

Realistically, I think Sevika likely won't take a sole leadership status, I don't think she has it in her, though it would be beneficial considering how little anyone on topside knows/ talks about her, and also, she's a badass, she can fight. I do think though that she may take on some more control alongside Jinx, well, I hope she does, that a power duo I'd love to see.

Sevika is looking for someone to follow, Jinx is looking for someone to shelter her, I think it'll be interesting to see what becomes of the two of them

ALSO SHOUTOUT TO ISHA I ALREADY ADORE HER SO MUCH, SHES SO FUCKING WONDERFUL, IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO HER IM KILLING EVERYONE THEN MYSELF

[dissapointu]

ur writing is so amazing! u write the characters so well and in so little time! seriously you’re so amazing!! can you write how arcane characters would react to seeing their partner with tattoos and piercing but also wears very feminine clothes? lol im a fem and i have too many tattoos and a nose piercing 😊! i love ur writing and i hope u take care of urself! we all love you!

Thank you so much for your kind words! I’m so glad you enjoy my writing, and I really appreciate you sharing that with me!

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Jinx

Jinx would be absolutely in love with your style! She adores anything that stands out, and your combination of tattoos, piercings, and feminine clothes would make her eyes widen with excitement. She’d want to examine every tattoo closely, asking all sorts of questions—what it means, how it feels, if you can get matching ones. “You’re like a walking masterpiece!” she’d exclaim, running her fingers over your tattoos and being completely in awe. She loves how your look expresses your personality, and it makes her feel even more drawn to you.

She might even get a little possessive, making sure everyone knows you’re hers, but all in good fun. Expect lots of love and playfulness as she showers you with affection.

Vi

Vi would be really impressed and maybe even a little turned on. She’s a bit of a tomboy, but she loves anyone who can rock a style with confidence. Seeing you embrace both feminine clothes and tattoos would make her respect you even more. She loves the way your tattoos look, but she’s equally fond of how the softer clothes contrast with them. She’d probably chuckle and say, “You’re a total badass, and you know it, don’t you?” while running her hands over your tattoos.

She’d definitely show off how proud she is to be with someone who has such a strong, confident style. Expect her to playfully tease you, especially about how you manage to be tough and soft at the same time.

Sevika

Sevika would love your edgy style. She’s a woman who commands respect, and seeing you with tattoos, piercings, and feminine clothes just makes her even more attracted to you. She might admire the way you carry yourself with confidence, not caring what anyone else thinks. Her admiration would be evident in the way she watches you, and she may comment, “You wear your skin like armor, but you still have that softness about you.”

She respects your strength and finds the contrast of your look intriguing—especially if you’re intimidating on the outside but soft with her. She’d definitely hold you close in private, not caring who sees.

Silco

Silco would be both intrigued and impressed. He’s all about control and self-expression, so seeing you balance tattoos, piercings, and feminine clothes in a way that screams confidence would make him admire you even more. He might give you a quiet, approving look and say something like, “You know how to make an impression.” He appreciates strength, and your look tells him you don’t need validation from anyone else to feel powerful.

While he wouldn’t outwardly show it, he’d definitely feel a deep respect for you, and your style would only make him more possessive and protective of you.

Vander

Vander would be charmed and a bit protective, but mostly he’d be filled with pride. He loves the balance you strike between being strong and soft, and your tattoos and piercings only add to your unique beauty. He’d smile warmly and tell you how much he admires your confidence and how you wear your style so naturally. “You’re a beautiful combination of strength and grace,” he’d say, his voice filled with affection.

Expect a lot of sweet compliments and moments where he simply pulls you close, admiring how you carry yourself.

Ekko

Ekko would be all about it. He loves people who express themselves, and your tattoos and piercings only add to how you stand out in a crowd. He’d probably ask a million questions, like, “What’s this one about?” or “Does it hurt?” and maybe even joke about getting matching tattoos with you. He finds your mix of toughness and femininity incredibly appealing.

Expect him to show off how proud he is of you, constantly touching your tattoos or taking little photos of you. He’s into your individuality and admires the fact that you’re unapologetically yourself.

Jayce

Jayce might be a little taken aback at first, especially if he didn’t expect such a strong combination of tattoos and femininity. However, once he sees how effortlessly you carry the look, he’s absolutely smitten. “You look amazing, truly,” he’d say, a little awestruck by how beautifully you manage to blend both worlds. He’s a sucker for elegance, but he also appreciates someone who’s bold enough to be themselves, so your confidence would be a huge turn-on for him.

He might even get inspired by your boldness and ask you if you’d design a tattoo for him.

Viktor

Viktor is the type of person who appreciates uniqueness and personal expression, so seeing you with tattoos, piercings, and wearing feminine clothes would only intrigue him more. He loves the contrast of tough and soft, and the way you balance both in your appearance makes you even more captivating to him.

He’d ask about the stories behind your tattoos and piercings, genuinely fascinated by the meanings behind each one. Viktor respects individuality, and your confidence in your style would only draw him closer to you.

Caitlyn

Caitlyn would absolutely love your style. She’s elegant and refined, so seeing you blend femininity with tattoos and piercings would make her respect you even more. She’s all about self-expression and would adore how you use your appearance to make a statement. Caitlyn would likely compliment you frequently, saying things like, “You’re a work of art,” or “I love how you make that look so effortless.”

She’d also be protective of you, not letting anyone make rude comments about your appearance. She’s proud to have someone so unique and beautiful by her side.

Mel Medarda

Mel would be fascinated by your style. She appreciates power and confidence, and your tattoos and piercings tell her that you know exactly who you are. She’d love how you’ve curated such an intricate, bold look and how it pairs so well with the softness of your feminine clothes. Mel would often compliment you, saying, “You’re a vision of both strength and elegance,” or something to that effect.

She’d love how your individuality shines through and would always support you in embracing your own sense of style.

Ambessa Medarda

Ambessa would be impressed. She’s used to commanding respect, and your tattoos and piercings would immediately catch her attention. She admires strength and doesn’t shy away from showing it, so seeing you carry yourself with such confidence would only deepen her respect for you. Ambessa might quietly observe you for a while, but when she speaks, she’d make sure you know how much she admires you. “There’s power in your appearance, a statement in every detail,” she’d say.

Her attraction would be deep, knowing that you’re someone who is not afraid to express yourself—physically and emotionally.

Maddie Nolen

Maddie would be immediately impressed by your boldness. She’s used to the power dynamics in Arcane, so your ability to balance femininity with tattoos and piercings would strike a chord with her. She’d admire how you embrace your unique style and carry it with grace. “You’re the perfect mix of beauty and strength,” she’d say, thoroughly enchanted by the way you rock your look.

She’d love being seen with you, proud to be with someone who isn’t afraid to stand out.

Lest

Lest would adore your combination of tattoos, piercings, and feminine clothes. They have a soft spot for those who embrace their identity fully, and you do just that. She would be deeply fascinated by the meaning behind each tattoo and would always take time to admire your piercings. Lest would also love that you can wear feminine clothing while still owning your tough look, making her feel incredibly proud to be with you. She might even give you a compliment like, “You’ve got the kind of beauty that stays with people.”

I hope you love how I wrote each of the characters’ reactions! Thank you again for your kind words 💖

[loycos]

my head's a bit clearer, some thoughts about act 3

-my biggest gripe is episode 7- cool idea, love the concept of peaking into a different universe and seeing what our characters couldve been under different circumstances, but a WHOLE episode. when you only had 9 episode in this season, that already feel like theyre moving at a neck's pace. for a universe that ultimately doesn't matter to the main universe where the story takes place. the fact it had timebomb made it feel extremely fan service-y.

-no emotional resolution to a lot of characters. viktor and jayce are the only ones i can think of that felt like they got the screen time and care for an actual emotional closure.

-isha wasn't even mentioned in this act. in general she was already a martyr for jinx's character development but guys can you make it less obvious.

-it started in act 2, hence why i was so jaded on it, but it continues here: just where the fuck the political drama between 2 cities go? the conflict between zaun and piltover took a back seat since episode 4 and never came back. the resolution to it isn't bad per say, but when u got so little focus on it in the finale it just feels rushed.

-i loved the cait and jinx scene. but like, that was the resolution to it??? after act 1 thinking about it disappoints me. im not against a conversation being the climax to a story, but that is, and im not joking, the ONLY conversation these 2 have in the show one on one. in general the jinx\cait\vi arc ends with 1 conversation per duo (well caitvi got one fight and one very steamy sex scene but u won't catch me complaining). and after act 1, idk i think i wanted just a little bit more. im biased though- the jinx\vi\caitlyn dynamic is my favorite part about arcane. the teasers for s2 always had them front and center so i assumed it'll play a bigger part in the story???

-i felt like what the show was at its core, which is the conflict between the sisters and the cities, was completely sidelined this season. in general i can't really tell what the main theme of the show is anymore. but yeah look at the resolution to the jinx and vi story.did it feel like it had the emotional impact u expected? cause i felt like it was underwhelming.

-sevika?? didnt speak since episode 4???? huhh???

-maddie was pointless. why was she there?? i don't understand the point of that character. i dont understand her motives. she ended up not mattering at all to caitvi's story. the only thing i got from her inclusion is "caitlyn fucks" but is it that THAT important??? of a character trait??? to add to caitlyn of all people?? in THIS season??? this belongs in the realm of fanfiction.

-a lot here felt like fanfiction actually. every silco inclusion (except of him in the cell with jinx), the whole "nobody dies au" they threw in the middle, even the caitvi sex scene (IM NOT COMPLAINING THO). the caitvi scene at the end was dialog out of fanfiction, wtf was that.

-why did caitlyn lose her eye? im not like against the idea on a base level but losing an eye is very symbolic, and im not sure what its supposed to represent here. caitlyn is an observant person, its a big character trait for her. so youre basically saying she sees less now? that she's more laser focused? i sure hope not. wasnt her whole arc with giving up of revenge about seeing the "bigger picture"? her sacrifice didn't feel in character, because caitlyn is not really a "fight to the death" type of character like ambessa is. if she made that sacrifice for something like love, or for the betterment of other people, that would be more in line. idk, you couldve made me on board with it but im just very meh on it. also caitlyn only really emotes through her eyes, it sucks that we get even less of it now?? though i guess it doesnt matter at this point.

-what was the point of the enforcer that looked like vander?

-ambessa was so wasted in these last 2 acts its crazy. where's the "you have to be the fox and the wolf" mindset from her? she felt like she was wolfing only with no wit anymore by the 3rd act.

-mel????????????? it was. uhhh. maybe you shouldve saved it for another series, riot. but in this show, waste of time. the fight she had with caitlyn against ambessa was cool tho.

-i sound like im a hater but u have to understand. s1 of arcane was a political drama and a character study show. seeing all this discarded for magic and time travel shenanigans on like 4 different fronts was so jarring it took me out of the show multiple times.

-cant believe im saying that, but i wish they'd try to stick closer to the characters' current state in the source material (the cursed game). someof it felt out of left field and done for shock value, which isn't why we love the story or these characters to begin with.

good stuff:

-caitvi sex lmao ill take it babyyyyy

-jayce and viktor's scenes at the end were powerful.

-as usual, the visuals were phenomenal. the animation is gorgeous. fortiche u made this show what it is and youre still its saving grace.

-thank god they dropped the warwick\vander plot

-i liked the implication of the conclusion to jinx's story, even if it felt a little inconsistent with the character.

-the ending to jinx\vi\caitlyn was poetic and i did love it, even if it was rushed and didn't really hit the emotional highs i wanted it to.

[pinkcowzz]

the way there is only 3 episodes left of arcane has me gnawing on my tv. what do you MEAN. there are so many questions i have. the world building in this show is so limited but it is so fucking good. there is an entire world there, and we are only allowed such a limited view of it, and only for such a small amount of time. but my fucking god, there is so much to take from this. i keep thinking back to how so many citizens of zaun have died their hair to look like jinx's and i just. what does the world look like for them? the undercity has been getting stepped on and spit on for years. this is not a new thing. but the militarization of it all, the checkpoints, the open disdain and disgust. how must it feel to be given hope. vander was safety, comfort. silco was this temptation of power but in a large way was just another boot, he gave them shimmer. but jinx, she is the best of them both. and no im not saying she was sane, she has killed a lot of people but. she stood up, she used her anger and her grief and she stood up.

and jayce, my beloved. oh the man of progress. he is such a breath of fresh air for piltover. i mean, don't get me wrong he is also so complex and he definitely has his prejudices, but. he wanted to make the world a better place. he had his life saved by this arcane and he spent his entire life searching for it. and he found it. but the politics and the back room dealings that he had to make for it. he had to sacrifice a part of himself.

i think about viktor claiming that jayce would understand his use of shimmer a lot. i think he is so right. he would, he does but i think viktor couldn't understand jayce. he couldn't fathom why jayce would walk away from their studies to play the part of a councilor but it was for them. it was so they could bring hextech to the people, so they could improve lives. its the same reason he was willing to vote heimerdinger off the council.

[heavenlyraindrops]

The Devil Made Me Do It | Arcane | Silco x Reader | Chapter Eleven

available on AO3 and Quotev | visit the first tag for other chapters | warnings: brief mentions of pregnancy (Felicia), alcohol, smoking, this whole chap is basically a flashback im so sorry

summary:

In the midst of an unfortunate run-in with the enforcers, you meet the young revolutionary Silco, and by extension, his friends Vander and Felicia. Growing close friends, you get through life in the undercity together, determined to make Zaun a better place. Until tragedy strikes, and betrayal and carelessness stabs hard enough to turn you bitter. Years later as time solidifies the scars, Silco proves to be a thorn in your side. You, in his. Hatred festers. And your world cracks further open.

Chapter Eleven:

You watched as Felicia swayed her hips in time to the music, hands curling through the air as she spun around. Hands tucked underneath your knees which were drawn up to your chest, you nestled further into the booth in the corner, watching as she fell gracefully onto a barstool to talk to Vander and Silco.

Something uneasy stirred in your gut.

What was this feeling?

You watched Silco, tracing the strong silhouette of his side profile as he scooted closer to the other two. You frowned as his eyes settled on Felicia.

You scoffed, and rolled your eyes, picking up your pen to finish the half-hearted doodle you’d been drawing in the margin of a journal you’d stolen off of Silco. A crude stick drawing of him. You penned your initials underneath, so a trace of you would remain there forever.

Your eyes flicked back to the bar. Vander had pulled out four glasses. Four, not three. When he looked up to call you over, you were already on your way, eyes locked onto him.

Felicia dragged a barstool next to her. Your eyes flicked to Silco, who was partially obscured by the woman’s body, and the strange feeling began to simmer. 

Her eyes fell to the book in your hands. “What’s this?” She asked, amused, snatching it from you. You let out a small indignant sound of protest as she flicked through the pages.

“It’s Silco’s,” she raised an eyebrow and looked at him, waving the book. “Filled with numbers, of course.”

Silco leaned over and grabbed it out of her hands. She smirked at him. You looked away from them both, hooking the tip of your finger inside the rim of a glass full of crimson liquid, dragging it towards yourself.

Get a grip, you pathetic woman. She’s pregnant and taken.

“What were you doing with it, [name]?”

“Reading,” you muttered curtly. The four of you fell silent.

Silco’s easy voice broke the building tension. “Since when could you read? I was under the impression you were illiterate.”

“Oh shut up, you rat bastard,” you snarked, eyes glittering with amusement as your mood almost immediately bounced back.

He grinned at you, raising the glass to his lips. 

“And that’s not very funny,” you continued, miffed. “What if I couldn’t read? Not everyone’s had a formal education in the undercity. Very insensitive, especially from a revolutionary.” You clicked your tongue, taking a sip.

“In Zaun,” Vander cut in. You looked at him, and waved your glass in his direction.

“In Zaun,” you repeated, eyebrow raised, even though correcting you was never his intention. Felicia chuckled, music still playing smoothly behind the three of you. You tapped your fingers on the side of the glass.

“I’d assume you were too stupid to further any education past a basic reading level,” Silco said coolly, looking at you over the rim of his drink. You scoffed.

“I suggest you stop projecting.”

“I’m sorry- are we interrupting something?” Felicia’s chin was lazily balanced on her palm, elbow digging into the wooden bar top. She looked knowingly at Vander. “Is this-“ she pointed between you and Silco- “Some kind of foreplay?”

You stared at her, scandalised. “What? Of course not.” Silco just scoffed, giving a small laugh of disbelief. She nodded, smirking.

“Sure.” She took a sip of her own drink, amber and thick instead of crimson like yours. You fumbled for a cigarette, finally finding one, and then producing a lighter.

Vander clicked his tongue. “Ah- ah- ah. No smoking around the pregnant woman.”

You stared at him, mildly irritated at being denied the leisure to smoke. “Why not?” You said, teeth clenched. Your hand finally unfurled to reveal your lighter, cold in your palm. “You think I’ll give a fetus lung cancer off of second hand smoke?”

Felicia grinned, ghosting a hand over her belly. Your heart warmed at the action.

“Speaking of kids,” Silco said suddenly, “Where’s Alice?”

“At home,” you said. “Safe.” You flicked the lighter open.

“Out,” Vander said firmly, despite the smile behind his eyes. Felicia pouted, waving to you as you left the bar.

“Sorry,” she called after you apologetically. You smiled shortly and dismissively waved a hand before stepping out, door creaking. Your eyes lingered as she turned and said something to Silco, narrowing involuntarily.

You pulled your coat tighter around yourself, shivering lightly, and fumbled with the lighter- it wouldn’t work, despite your clicking. The door creaked but you paid it no mind.

“Struggling?”

You turned to see Silco looking at you, hand outstretched.

You placed the lighter in his hand. He laughed. 

“No, idiot, give me the cigarette.”

You held it out of his reach possessively. “What? Why?” He chuckled again and grabbed your wrist, catching you off guard as he pulled you towards him and plucked the cigarette from your hands. You flushed. He took the lighter too, and held the cigarette in between his teeth as he fiddled with it, trying to get it lit.

“Because, it’s about time you pay me back for all the cigarettes you’ve bummed off  of me,” he said, rolling his eyes. You did the same, crossing your arms. The flame lit up. “Sharing is caring, you know?” A slight reference to the first time you’d met. You suppressed a grin.

“Why’d you follow me out here?”

He ignored you. “You’ve had more of my money’s worth in cigarettes than myself.”

You put your hand on your hips. “Silco.”

He looked down at you, taking a slow drag as his eyes roved over your face. You turned slightly more red, crossing your arms again and looking away. He leaned forward to hand you the roll-up, smoke curling in the air. Your eyes flicked softly up to his face, and then you took it.

You mimicked him, taking a slow drag. Your leg shook. He sighed.

“I wanted a smoke too. And I didn’t want you to be out here alone.”

Your heart fluttered at his confession, as small as it was. You sidled closer to him, looking up through your lashes as you blew out a last few puffs of smoke.

”Thanks,” you muttered. Music still faintly flowed from inside the building. For a few more silent minutes you both passed the cigarette between you in comfortable silence.  

Finally, you flicked it. “Let’s go inside.” You shivered. “It’s cold.”

He followed you in. Another disc was playing, the soft, smooth music filling the room. As the evening dusk darkened, more patrons came in, just getting off of work. You pulled Silco into a corner.

“You’ll dance with me.”

He sighed. “[name], no.”

“It wasn’t a question.” You lightly swayed to the music, and he ran a hand through his hair, a few more strands falling out of his bun.

“You and I both know I look ridiculous dancing.”

You laughed, a soft, melodic sound. He looked away quickly. “Considering the fact you’re a toothpick on legs, I believe you.” You gently took his wrists and pulled him towards you, the action surprisingly tender. 

He chuckled nervously, face turning slightly pink.

“Come on. It’s just a dance, the music’s slow. I’m not asking you to do backflips around the bar.”

At your last remark he let out another laugh, more genuine this time. After a moment of mulling it over he leaned in and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in. “Fine. But nothing crazy.”

“Yes sir,” came the playful response, and the grip on your waist ever-so-slightly tightened, his shoulders stiff. You slipped your arms around his neck and he watched your eyes flutter shut for a moment, a small contented hum coming from you; he let himself relax.

Out of your peripheral vision you could see Vander and Felicia turn their heads to look at you both, but after a while you managed to ignore them. Your eyes flicked back to Silco, settling on his exposed collarbone. There was a bruise blooming on his pale skin.

You tugged his shirt collar aside. ���What’s this?” You demanded, raising an eyebrow.

He rolled his eyes. “I got in a little scrap today,” he said flatly. You frowned, brow furrowing.

“Doesn’t look like it.”

He stiffened, hands falling away from you, and you immediately regretted the lack of warmth as your arms fell from his shoulders. He eyed you up and down- your lips pressed together tightly, the notch in your brow as you frowned. He took a step back. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I mean, it looks like a hickey.” As if you’d suddenly become self-aware of your standoffish demeanour, you laughed to ease the tension. But it simply came out as forced and awkward.

“It’s not a hickey.” His expression was even.

“I mean, I don’t care if it’s a hickey,” you added hastily, eyes sliding away from his suspicious gaze.

“It’s not,” he repeated firmly.

You laughed and nudged him awkwardly. “Okay, but I really don’t care. At least I’d think you finally got lai- mmf!”

You were cut off as his hand closed around your mouth. He looked down at you, expression cold.

“Well, I care if you think it’s one. So for the last time- it’s not. Someone hit me with a pipe and it bruised.”

You made a muffled sound, and he pulled his hand away from your mouth to let you speak. You looked up at him, faced flush. 

“Why do you care if I think it’s one?”

He scoffed and his hands ghosted over your waist again, before travelling lower to settle on your hips. You gingerly looped your arms back to their original place, slung around his shoulders.

“Well, I don’t want you to think I’m off fucking someone else.”

Someone else? You frowned. “Why? It’s not my business. How does it affect me if-?”

He shushed you, and then twirled you around before giving you a lazy smile. You looked away, and you both settled back into the slow rhythm you were moving at before, and waited until the song ended.

You slid into a seat while Silco went to retrieve his journal and talk to the other two friends still at the bar. By now the bar had a few more people around, although it wasn’t quite packed full yet. You watched as Felicia grabbed his wrist and tugged him back to the table and Vander poured another glass.

You pushed your seat back and stood up, wandering over to them.

“You two were having fun,” Felicia quipped, taking another sip of her- now second- drink. You leaned over on your elbows and quirked a brow. 

“You sure that doesn’t have alcohol in it?”

“‘Course it doesn’t,” Vander said. You turned to Silco, who looked at you and sat down.

“Sit down, [name].” You shrugged at Vander.

“I’ll stand until I get tired.” Your eyes flicked over the bar, scouring the faces. “This place is…” You trailed off, twirling a piece of hair around your index finger thoughtfully, before turning entirely so your lower back was pressed to the bar counter, arms back and palms braced on the wood. Silco flipped through the pages of his journal, eyebrow raising as they settled on something scrawled on one of the pages.

“Is…?” Vander leaned forward. Felicia grinned, stirring the straw in her drink.

You shrugged. “I don’t know. Amazing?” You tilted your head back to make eye contact with him. “You’ve built a place for the community here. I think that’s pretty great.”

“And you’re a part of this community,” Felicia added. You smiled at her gratefully. She paused. “You know, watching you two over in that corner makes me want another dance.” She took a long slurp from her straw. “I’ll just wait for Connol to get here, I suppose.”

Silco nudged you, showing the open journal. “What’s this?” There was an upwards tilt to the corners of his mouth, but he looked like he was trying his best to look solemn. 

“It’s you.” You poked the doodle, then his chest. Felicia leaned over.

“Let me see,” she whined, but Silco went to snap it shut- not before she grabbed it though. She looked at it, stroking her chin thoughtfully.

“I think it’s pretty accurate,” she said seriously. But then she turned around and tried to stifle a bout of laughter behind her palm.

“I look horrendous.”

You went to stand behind him, and brushed a few of the loose strands of hair out of his face. “You look lovely.”

“It’s accurate,” Felicia repeated, pushing the open book to Vander. Silco went to grab it but the larger man was too fast, lifting it to his face and smirking.

“I even signed it,” you pointed out unhelpfully. Silco turned around and glared at you.

“I do not look like that.”

“It’s a little stickman cartoon, not a hyper-realistic oil painting.”

“Cartoon or not, I don't have a rat’s face.”

You squished his rather hollow cheeks, tilting your head closer to him. “You do sort of resemble a rodent.”

You couldn’t tell if he was blushing from anger or embarrassment, or maybe both as he shoved you off of him. He snatched the book from Vander’s hands and snapped it shut rather aggressively.

“In a cute way though,” you added, to soothe the burn of the insult.

He rolled his eyes, blushing harder.

“It’s the nose,” Felicia said thoughtfully. Vander firmly placed his large palms on the counter as Silco bitterly rubbed his nose bridge.

“Come on, ladies. Let’s not give him any insecurities.”

You ceased your running your fingers through Silco’s now ruined bun as you leaned in close, lips just barely brushing the shell of his ear. “Don’t worry,” you whispered, and tilted your head. Your lips now just hovered on the skin beneath his ear. “I quite like your nose.”

He turned his head ever so slightly in your direction, a subtle movement easily missed. “Do you now?”

“I’m being genuine, rat man.” Suddenly acutely aware of your proximity, you pulled away, and tugged sharply on a small strand of hair, making him wince. “Take the compliment.”

He chuckled and nudged you off of his shoulder. The mess that was now his hair finally gave up, the band holding his dark locks together slipping off. You grabbed it. “Mind if I do your hair?”

He hummed, not sparing you a glance. You carded your fingers through the strands, only half-registering Felicia and Vander’s idle chatter as you tied Silco’s hair back firmly. Once you were done your hands fell back to your sides as you stepped away, and he turned to give you a bored but appreciative look.

“My beautiful rodent,” you said wistfully, admiring your handiwork, and thus earning yourself a fond, light smack on the top of your head with his journal.

A while after the sky had fully darkened, multiple conversations, and just enough drinks before the effects would hit you, you stood up, knocking your barstool back. Connol had already arrived a while back- he was mingling somewhere in the crowd, just having fulfilled Felicia’s wish to dance. The three looked at you.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Felicia reached for you, trying to persuade you to stay. “It’s barely even midnight.”

“I need to get home to Alice. And- aren’t you pregnant? Shouldn’t you be getting some sleep?”

She shrugged dismissively, leaning back. “I’ll sleep in tomorrow. I’m off work.”

You rolled your shoulders back, stretching out the knots that had worked their way into your stiff muscles. Silco stood up too, and Felicia’s eyes flew sharply to him. “You leaving us too?”

“I’m escorting [name] to the door,” he said coolly, then poked you in the ribs. You yelped and jerked away, hand flying to your side as he started for the door. You gave them both a final smile and wave, nodding to Vander.

“I’ll swing by with Alice tomorrow,” you told him, before stumbling after Silco.

The night air outside the Drop was colder than before. You stuffed your hands in your pockets and shivered, breath misting in the air. Silco walked a few steps with you, before taking your hand. You made a small noise of surprise as he grabbed your hand and suddenly pulled you into his chest.

“Silco?” You mumbled, voice muffled by his clothes. You pulled away your head so you could look at him. “What is it?”

His arms circled around your lower back, pulling you in closer and you could feel his breath warm on your lips, the only spot on your face that wasn’t freezing cold. Although, your face was starting to feel rather warm anyways. You put your palms on his chest.

He sighed softly and you nervously licked your lips. “Wish me luck.” His voice was no more than a whisper.

“What?” Your voice had involuntarily lowered too. 

“Say, ‘good luck Silco.’”

You sighed heavily, eyes fluttering shut as you decided to entertain him this once without any further questions. “Good luck, Silco.”

“Thank you.” He still didn’t move, and you shifted in his arms.

He pressed his forehead against yours, and you were fully convinced he could feel your heart beating against his own chest. One slight movement- one tilt of your head by a single inch, and his lips would be pressed against yours.

You didn’t dare move. “About the rat stuff,” you murmured, and his brows lifted slightly, eyes still half-lidded as he watched your lips move as you talked. “Don’t take it to heart. You look fine.”

“Just fine?” He sounded amused.

“I quite like your face,” you admitted. He chuckled, eyes locked onto yours, before moving closer. You froze, expecting his lips to touch yours.

But instead they gently pressed against the top of your cheekbone, feather light. “Get home safe, [name].” His hands moved from your waist to your hips, squeezing lightly before releasing you.

Your hands slipped from his chest and you shoved them back into your jacket, shuffling your feet. “R-right. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He waved as you walked away. You tripped on a rock, stumbling a little and heard him laugh. Relishing the sound, you threw him a smile over your shoulder as you disappeared into the night, feeling warm inside. You couldn’t suppress your elated smile.

-

Little did you know you would not be seeing him tomorrow.

Because tomorrow was the day that Alice, Felicia and Connol died. The day he almost drowned. The day you’d lose everything.

[akascow]

SCREAMING INTO MY PILLOW dUDE WATCH THIS SHIT CLOSELY

LIKEEEE zaundads GAY AS HELL and it was lowkey highkey confirmed canon (this au concept at least) in the OFFICIAL ARTBOOK bUT its SO OBVIOUS W THE LIL DETAILS HERE AND IM LOSING MY MARBLES over this THIRTY SECOND clip UGH OKAY OKAY here:

ONE- not totally captured here BUT vander was fkn making silco’s drink before he was even back there or in frame omfg dude. also silcos gay lil drink cup HAHA

TWO- THE WAY THEY SMILE AT EACH OTHER WHEN SILCO WALKS IN brUH thats straight ROMANCE AND AFFECTION right there

THREE- silco basically DRAPING himself over vander and his finger playing on vanders shoulder pad OUGHH

FOURRR- silcos hand literally NEVER LEAVES VANDERS SHOULDER (watch his hand the whole time im going fucking nuts dude) even when he pulls its back a lil when ekko calls out vander for trying to kill him, AND U CAN SEE SILCOS FINGER tenderly move around a bit again OMFGGGG

FFFFIVE- the way they LOOK INTO THE OTHER’S EYES AND SMILE when silco says “greatest thing we can do in life is find the power to forgive” and vander is just standing there the whole time lovingly smiling at his beautiful husband WTFFFF they literally look like theyre about to MAKE OUT like damn

SIX ! AND mOST IMPORTANTLYYYYY- BENZO going aGH and giving Ekko A LOOK,, after that line... WHICH IS SUCH A “jesus christ you two.. in front of my SALAD ?? get a fucking ROOM” THING TO DO omfGGGG this guy has been 3rd wheeling them FOR DECADESSS

👇🏻still shots under the cut if u just wanna stare at them like i do:

and a gif i guess HAHA

[hauntingblue]

ARCANE EPISODE 7!!!!

MY GOD I WASNT READY FOR ANY OF THIS!!! WHAT WAS THAT!!!

Also ekko wallpaper I got with my fries lmao

[taxidermy-tuesday]

god damn it arcane

I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS ACT OMG

• WARWICK IS SO CUTEEEEEE LET ME PET THAT DAWG

• vander naming violet im gonna be sick

• young silco kinda looks like jinx. similar hairstyle

•vi and powder's mom is so pretty

• jinx trying to give the middle finger 😭

• CAITLYN AND MADDIE??? HELLO???

• singed lore omg

• vi is so gorgeous i love butches

• where is ekko.

• "bitch mittens" LMAO

• viktor is so fucking hot. coming from a sapphic

• why did jinx make up a slur for him

• wet dog jayce (affectionate)

• anyways viktor's coming back, his end lines kinda imply machine herald

• im sure jayce had his reasons for doing what he did that will likely be explored later

but that was babygirl pookie bro ���� so i do resent him a little. im sorry jayce enjoyers

• where is ekko

• ISHA NOOOOOOO

• IM ENDING IT ALL

• sevika 🤤🤤🤤🤤

• MEL COME BACKKKKK

• that LORE DROP THO

• elora :((((

• the bug fights were so cute

• before s2 came out, i saw a leak watcher complaining about isha's screentime, and saying no one cared about her bug fights. i care about her bug fights. Asshole. i hope you see this

• WHERE IS EKKO

• if viktor and mel wanna kick jayce out of the polycule i will happily take his place. Please Please Please Please Please

[emo-trash101]

HELLO HELLO HELLO ONYX‼️‼️‼️

I SAW THAT YOU'RE BACK

I MISSED YOU SO MUCH OMG.

(and your writing but you're more important <3)

ALSO WITH ARCANE??? YOU FEED ME.

So yeah,you guessed it,Arcane asking time‼️

May I have Salo (He's my baby girl I love him he's my favorite LOOK AT MY WIFE HE'S SO PRETTY.),Silco,Singed,Vander,Ambessa,Mel,Jayce and Viktor (feel free to remove or change some of them,I just love giving people a wide range of characters to choose from!! I just want Salo the most ajgehhw) with a CHILD!reader (haha platonic asker is back >:3) that they basically adopted from Zaun with a weird condition that makes them need to breathe through a filtering mask? Because they can't breathe normal air and has to get a certain gas in their lungs otherwise they aren't okay? Imagine it breaking after they get in a fight with someone or fall and they all just panic...

So basically gas mask baby. Just a little silly guy.

So yeah!! I really hope you enjoy writing this prompt,my dear friend!!!

Don't forget to eat,drink and take breaks as always!!

Always stay proud!!

Your mutual and friend,

-Nina <33

OMG IK IM SO EXCITED TO BE BACK! ALSO HAPPY THANKSGIVING IF ITS THIS TIME OF YEAR FOR YOU :))

Salo, Vander, Jayce and Victor x Asthmatic! Child

Platonic

Pronouns: Second person

Tw: illness, potential child endangerment (It's arcane so ERM, what else do you expect) Also potential spoilers

Salo -

- I think he was like most people from piltover and was like "UHM, what is this dirty little dirt baby doing near me why are they coughing are they diseased?"

- I think the beginning of him taking you in would be like, he decides you probably shouldn't be in the road coughing and essentially on the verge of perishment.

- So he takes you to the nearest doctors office and is like fully prepared to just, disappear.

- That was until the doctor looks at him and says "Oh, councilor Salo, I didn't know you had a child?"

- After that he just, accepted his fate as a father.

- At first I don't think he would be that warm and comforting, but it's just generally an adjustment period.

- He learns to take care of you through long amounts of trial and error, and eventually you both form a decent connection.

- It wasn't exactly father and child, but more so friendly roommates

- That was until you finally got your diagnosis.

- Before now he was kinda just your dad in theory, sure he fed you and helped you when you cried and comforted you through long nights when you couldn't breathe but that was completely and totally just because he had to.

- But something inside of him just feels so sad for you when the doctor first straps your mask onto your face.

-After that your relationship changes for the better.

-You both seem to bond and become more close in a way that he wasn't exactly expecting.

-He becomes more vigilant about what you eat and what you're doing and making sure that you don't break your mask.

- Eventually, he feels more like your dad in a real sense, not just on metaphorical paper.

Vander (Pre ep3) -

- At first he wasn't exactly going to become fatherly figure to you.

- I mean after all he has 4 other children he has to look after and you surely have parents somewhere.

- It took one week for the powder and the others to get used to you being there, and 2 weeks for Vander to realize no one was coming for you.

- After that Vander decided that it was better to just take you under his wing and care for you.

- First thing he did after deciding that was getting into contact with the best doctor in Zaun to try and figure out why you were coughing so much.

- The next thing he did was try not to cry when they forced the mask onto you so that you could breathe.

- After that though, things went significantly well.

- You bonded more closely with Powder than anyone, mainly because of the feeling of being both the youngest and the least helpful.

- Even when they did take you on missions, you'd get out of breath, or get your mask broken.

- Vander learned very fast that he should learn how to fix it.

- But after that, everything was good, and you had a family for as long as that could last.

Jayce -

- Of most of the people in Piltover, I think he would be the one of the most inclined to help you.

- I feel like he would pretty consistently take walks out, and that's where he would find you.

- He would find you sitting against a wall coughing so hard it was sure to have been heard at least a mile away.

- He would definitely panic and try to talk to you and figure out what happened, and then realize that verbal communication is the least effective communication for him to have picked.

-So instead he picks you up and rushes you to the nearest doctors office.

- With the way that he's so panicked and treating you so kindly, the doctors just assume that he's your father.

- After the doctors explain to him what your illness is he immediately thinks of Victor.

- At first, his reason behind taking care of you was that he was just making sure you were okay before he looks for your real parents.

- But eventually, he just gets so used to you being around that he kinda just forgets that he should be looking for them, and instead just leans into the fatherly role.

- It took a lot of sleepless nights and a lot of conversations with Mel to figure out how to take care of a child and how to progress with your illness.

- And after all of it, he officially files for adoption of you.

- And he's the best dad you could ever ask for

Victor -

- Objectively, I think he would be the best out of all of them.

- He likely found you before he went to Piltover, and he took care of you almost immediately.

- He knows how it feels to be different from other kids your age, what it's like to be made just, wrong.

-He cares for you, and eventually he moves you both to Piltover.

-It was an extremely risky decision for him to have made, but it was for you to get a good doctor, and for him to get a good job.

- After you receive your mask and your diagnosis, he becomes more protective.

- He cleans your mask once a day to make sure it doesn't build up gunk and becomes more dangerous to your lungs.

- He also becomes more vigilant on what you're doing and if that can cause your mask to break.

- After he eventually receives his diagnosis, he decides that after his time is up that he's going to give you to Jayce.

- But before that time comes, he's gonna love you like you're his own.

UHM I feel like these got aggressively more depressing but it's probably fine, I hope you enjoyed this one Nina!

Make sure to drink water and eat food :)

[space-blue]

s2 has been so ass and the butchering of silco and vander's dynamic by making them know the mother is so stupid. to me , the entire point felt that when vander saw the two orpahsn on the bridge , spotting their dead mother, and putting down his gauntlets, it was that he was not ready for the base violence necessary for change, so to say, and obviously he wasn't, so he reinforces the status quo (and zaun, for some reason, draws murals and statues of him and lauds him as a peacekeeper , comparing him direclty to jinx in s2 in that stupid mural??) . like im rambling but it's so bad. s2 is so bad. oh my god

IDK that it is stupid for them to know each other, but it is stupid that it has been irrelevent.

Vander's charm was that he adopted kids he had seemingly orphaned. Then he dropped his gauntlets and embraced them, in a very symbolic moment.

But now the writers want to tell us that this moment was nothing, and that he still turned to violence against Silco, even though he was last off the battlefield, even though he had seemingly turned a new leaf?

His adoption of kids he didn't know well (you can tell he knows who they are, or else how would he know who the mother is?) served to show all this. Now it turns out he's just feeling very endebted to his friend.

It cheapens the situation, especially since his emotional outburst against Silco is basically what sparked all the story up to now.

But it's still workable. It's not great, and leaves some really stupid questions in the open. I genuinely don't think we needed ANY backstory at all.

But I don't hate the show. I just feel like it's going way, way too fast, not establishing characters, not stopping to show key scenes, all because there is SO MUCH plot to get through.

And honestly it leaves me wondering how much does Arcane cost them to make, vs. how much does it bring, through Netflix.

Because this season is full of extremely static shots, much cheaper looking music videos, and with a ton of plot and very little time to get through it. Was a third season really not in the cards?

Was expending to 12 episodes really not an option?? I know for certain we would all have stuck with a slower pace if it meant getting more character interaction and better relationship buildup.

Regarding the statue of Vander, since Silco basically owns the Lanes, it's pretty clear he's the one who commissioned it. Makes sense if they were, you know, very very very close. But also because he was in power a long time, and Silco brought stability. When Silco dies, shit immediately hits the fan, and there is nobody to build him a statue. Who would pay for it? Who has the time?

And it makes sense that Jinx is becoming a symbol. She's the one who blew up the Council, and she's the one they're getting harassed over.

What I would really have liked to see on that Mural is Jinx with Silco AND Vander. People who don't know better looking back and thinking "our past two leaders and oh wow they shared the care of Jinx too, come to think of it."

[flowerspeakz]

Lmao I remember seeing images of vi as a pitfighter and thinking "noo spoilers 😭" (I didn't want to know ANYTHING about season 2 before watching it--get the best experience, yk?).

But like,,, Vi's pitfighter phase was so insignificant? Like actually so brushed over? I totally forgot about it because it had one stupid montage and that's it.

Why did she even become a pitfighter? Ik that it's her coping with her life falling apart, by why pitfighting? And also where's the pitfighting happening? And why is that vander replacement there? What??? Can they not like continue the insane worldbuilding they had from before please?

ffs I'm tired of people claiming that people critiquing arcane have no media literacy and want to be spoon fed. Be so fr the first season of arcane is so so SO GOOD because the reasoning behind characters' decisions were explained/shown before the decision was made. (silco choosing that kid to be the first human shimmer weapon because that kid fucked up his recon mission on vi/powder/mylo/claggor so badly, powder wanting to prove that she isn't a jinx because mylo keeps dissing her about it, marcus being a mess of a dirty cop because his family's safety is in silco's hands, etc, etc)

Characters are not real people. Sure, a real person can make decisions out of left field. Yeah, real people have microexpressions that can tell you a lot about what they're thining. But a character's motivations and how they think should be clear to the audience (generally, ofc there's exceptions im not stupid yo).

Yeah, I know why each character did what they did in s2, but not in the way I did in s1. Not in a way that matters.

I mean, I totally forgot that Mel and Jayce were in a relationship in s1. Where did that go?? I guess people are so obsessed with jayvik that they were probably celebrating that the writers forgor about that important character/plot point. You're telling me not a single character has ANY curiosity??? Jayce sees that Mel is a mage and doesn't, yk, insist on getting the full story??? And vice versa??? Even if they implied that that conversation happens off-screen that's not enough. Seeing how these two very close characters express these very traumatic events to each other would be such a good look into their internal mindscapes and how they view the crazy shit that just happened to them. But nooo. We can't explore their relationship together because jayce needs to be obsessed with viktor.

GOD I want a bi character in a show to come out of a same-sex relationship and end up in a "straight" relationship just to watch the internet fucking implode. Every bi/plurisexual person deserves a smooch on the forehead and a little voice that tells them 'love who you love, nothing could make you less queer than you are. yeah, people sure do think otherwise but fuck them ong holy shit'

omggg dont even get me started on caitvi... can we not get a healthy wlw relationship that isn't rooted in codependency and general toxicity?? "people just cant let lesbians have anything can they," i've heard people say in response to people criticising the caitvi sex scene... NO! I want sapphics to know that they can have healthy, non-abusive relationships where you, yk, actually talk to your partner and ARENT just the dirt under their nails. tf.