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taisgf · 20 days ago

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hc. how i imagine my fave arcane characters in relationships ´ཀ` (sevika, jinx, caitlyn, vi, viktor, jayce x f!reader)

A/N: f!reader, maybe ooc, some nsfw, alc mention. love sevika n cait so much theyre just uuuhhghshs not a single arcane girl that aint fine asf prove me wrong oh wait u can't... I CANT WAIT FOR S2!!!! not proofread because exam szn is kicking my booty

𓇼 Common dates with Vi would no doubt include sparring sessions at the gym, meaning you'll spend hours holding punching bags for her while she trains- talking about whatever. Chances are these hours would morph into playful wrestling, with Vi on top of you attacking your face in small kisses. Things might get a bit steamy, though- don't expect to leave the gym without a few fresh hickeys on your neck..

𓇼 Vi wouldn't be shy about PDA all too much, enjoying subtle, casual and comforting touches. Small pecks to the cheek, a hand on the small of your back, linked fingers. Anything more than that? She'll be too flustered, no doubt about it. Imagine sitting yourself on her lap while she's talking to someone- and suddenly she's unable to focus, get her words out right.

𓇼 Acts of service is for sure one of her love languages. The princess treatment you'd receive from Vi would only be amplified by her eagerness to show off in front of you, too. You can't reach something? She's got it, no problem. Broke something? Vi knows a thing or two, she can fix it. You're hungry? She can whip something up. Anything for her girl.

𓇼 Physical touch is definitely a major comfort and one of Vi's love languages, too. Fight me on this, but she looves little spooning. That's not to say she doesn't big spoon, too- she'll insist on it. However, it's those nights with Vi in your arms you see just how soft and whipped she really is. She isn't as tough as she seems, especially not with her girlfriend. At her core, Vi's just scared of loosing people; so having you there to hold, to feel against her skin is a bigger comfort than you would know.

𓇼 During her time in prison (assuming you didn't just break her out, I know I would) she'd spend her days daydreaming about you to no end. Imagining dates, what she would say to you, waking up next to you again after so long. You're her motivation- no doubt about it.

𓇼 Expect playful, unserious nicknames from Vi- cupcake, sugar, cutie, anything like that. She'd use them mostly ironically, but it would be hard to miss the love in her eyes and the affection in her voice as she says them. Chances are she'd use some variation of your name, too. Vi would love any nickname from you- be it silly or not.

𓇼 She's for sure a restless sleeper- in the sense she's out like a log, but rolling around so much you'd think she was wide awake. You'd fall asleep tucked into her arms, and wake up with her head somehow level with your knees, her foot lodged against your chin- whilst somehow managing to steal all the pillows and duvet.

𓇼 Vi, however, would be super overprotective when she's in a relationship- and it would manifest itself in many ways, most of which could drive you apart. Her lone-wolfish attitude could cause some distance between you two at times, pushing you away when doing anything dangerous in fear of loosing you. She's tough; and might struggle to express vulnerability to you about certain things. This means that she would keep some aspects of her life secret, wanting to separate her relationship with you from any of her vigilante activities.

𓇼 After a while, and probably an instance of you following her around when she specifically told you to stay out of whatever it was, she'd be less underestimating of your ability to hold your own. Only then would she accept your help, and hopefully you'll accept her sincere apology in return.

𓇼 Sleeping with Vi would either be the most sensual, loving and tender experience ever- or the most filthy, disrespectful and lustful one. Either way though, Vi's a giver rather than receiver 99% of the time; and it always, always comes from a place of love. Vi just wants to take care of her girl, you know? She'd love to praise your body, running her coarse hands over your skin while she manhandles you. In Vi's eyes, there's nobody more beautiful than you- and she makes it very known. You'd be reminded in the way your legs don't feel right the following morning, the nips and hickeys on your skin.

CAIT (my gf...)

𓇼 There's nothing Caitlyn loves more than quiet nights in or soft mornings in bed with her love (I'll talk more about that later..). A quiet evening in with you after the day's wrapped up is her favorite part of the day- the only time she can really, truly, relax. Picture her coming back to your quaint Piltover home- throwing off her hat and making her way over to you and just collapsing in your arms, her blue hair sprawled against your shoulder.

𓇼 I don't say this just because of that one scene, but Caitlyn looves to shower together. It ties in to her stress, I think- having her girlfriend wash her back after a long day would calm her to no end. The feeling of your hands, the water, the sound of the drops hitting the ceramic shower floor- the towel against her hair as you dry her off, the fresh sheets hugging her bare form as you crawl into bed. That environment, those little things, are the things that makes Caitlyn love you all the more.

𓇼 Another thing I can see Caitlyn loving are those really deep conversations, the moments she gets a glimpse into your raw soul. Those intellectual, honest conversations are some of her favorite times with you; bonus points if you're half naked with a glass of wine, music playing and it happens to be her day off.

𓇼 Caitlyn would be the type of girl to get grouchy and flustered if she's jealous- using her wit to cover it. She'd be super obvious about it, too- obvious side eyes and breaking eye contact until you ask her what's up.

𓇼 Your dates would be slow, chilled out and relaxing; be it art galleries, restaurants, coffee shops or just cozy days in.

𓇼 I feel like Caitlyn wouldn't be too big on PDA, seeing as she has a reputation and image to uphold in public. Subtle and cute gestures like a linked pinkie or touching legs under a table would happen, sure, but anything more than that you're likely to be met with a chuckle and a soft 'not in public, come on'. She's love to show you off, though- not that she'd ever say so.

𓇼 Words of affirmation and quality time are totally her love languages. She's a busy girl- so the time she does get with you is sacred. In a relationship, I feel like Cait has a real no-bullshit attitude, so communication's a strong suit of hers- and thus words of affirmation. You'll never doubt how much you mean to her.

𓇼 Caitlyn! Writes! Love! Letters! Birthdays, anniversaries, or just any time she's reminded of how much she loves you, away or not, she writes letters. Her handwriting's super fancy, signed with a kiss imprinted into the paper by her lipstick or replaced by a drawing of a heart. Caitlyn would be better at conveying her feelings through pen to paper, so no doubt would she be writing you letter after letter addressed to her love.

𓇼 I get the idea that Cait would just stick to the classic pet names; love, sweetheart, dear, dove. She would love being called them by you- not that she'd ever admit it. She'd chuckle, brushing you off- secretly hoping you'd do it again.

𓇼 Cait loves coming home to find you asleep, waiting up for her. She'd be the type of girl to watch you sleep, letting her eyes rake over your figure as you lie asleep at her desk or curled on the small couch in her bedroom. Speaking of sleep- Cait's a light sleeper, waking at any noise or when she feels you move too far from her. I imagine her sleeping pin straight, for some reason- the duvet tucked tight under her chin, legs straight and arms by her side. She might not be much of a cuddler when she's asleep, but that doesn't mean she isn't during the day.

𓇼 As strong and confident you and Cait would be in your relationship, problems would definitely begin to manifest as the events of the show play out. Cait would get snappy, harsh when she's stressed, only amplified by her independence. She would do her best to keep you out of everything, and would gradually spend less time with you as everything happens. Cait would always make it up to you, though.

𓇼 Just a bonus, but Cait's definitely a morning sex girl. That sacred half hour before she has to get up, just you and her in bed? Best believe she's taking advantage. Cait's a huge service top, in my mind- loving to watch your face as she makes you write, be it by toys or her bare hands.

JINX

𓇼 If you're game enough to date Jinx I feel like she'd make for a really great partner (if you can look past the pranks and obvious lack of stability).

𓇼 Jinx would be fiercely loyal, passionate and affectionate and fiery; at times overdramatic, but it's part of her charm. She's a jealous person by nature which is where her loud, harsh side could come out- but I'm certain all fights would be resolved within the day. Jinx would never mean it- it's just the abandonment issues talking.

𓇼 She'd love to keep you on your toes with pranks, spontaneous gifts and dates- hardly anything's planned in your relationship, but again; it's all part of the charm. (This totally includes off-the-cuff quickies too. Just saying).

𓇼 Jinx loves those days you just hang around her workshop with her- listening to music, talking as she tinkers with some shit you picked up from the street for her. Just having you near is enough- as if she'd ever let you go anywhere, anyway. Whatever she's making is also probably a gift for you- a manifestation of one of her main love languages.

𓇼Late night walks around the Undercity where Jinx shows you some new alley or shop are more than common- most dates taking place outside the home, roaming around.

𓇼 Nobody does PDA like Jinx does PDA. She doesn't say hi- just runs up behind you, pulling you in her arms, running her lips over your neck. It's a comforting thing for her- a way to calm herself down. After a fight, any dangerous situation, it's the feel of your skin against Jinx's calloused hands that she seeks.

𓇼 Physical touch and gift giving are her main love languages, no doubt in my mind. Something's broken? It's fixed, personalized, upgraded. She saw a trinket that reminded her of you? It's yours. It's your birthday, an anniversary or anything of that nature? A handmade gift, just for you. I feel like Jinx would be the type to draw her partner, too; leaving you small sticky notes with stick figure doodles around.

𓇼 Jinx is a chronic starfish sleeper- sorry. She's either taking the whole duvet and mattress in bed, or clinging onto you so tightly that you can hardly move let alone breathe.

𓇼She's an insecure, anxious girl at her core; no doubt manifesting itself in the form of jealousy and possessiveness when she's in a relationship. Like a lot of the other girls, she'd do her best to keep you separate from all the conflict- in an attempt to keep you safe. Jinx can't loose you too. She'd be gone, vanished for long periods of time- something you'd have to get used to.

𓇼She's a fast paced, passionate girlfriend in bed. Rough kisses, your lip between her teeth. Jinx would love to leave marks- small bites, hickeys in obvious spots on your neck, wrists. She's rough, playful yet cautious as the last thing she'd want is to hurt you. Sex would be less of a once-or-twice, prolonged event- more like quick, spontaneous and passionate quickies scattered though out the day; really any time she can get you all alone, public or not.

SEVIKA

𓇼 Sevika is crazy protective— she’d tear through anyone or anything just to keep you safe. You’re her number one priority, and she’ll do whatever it takes to shield you from harm. You’ll often catch her ready to confront anyone who steps out of line, her fierce gaze making it clear she’s got your back no matter what; and reminding others that you're firmly off limits.

𓇼 When it’s time to relax, Sevika loves hitting up a bar for drinks. She’s all about that fun atmosphere, especially when she gets to tease you and push your buttons. Expect her to lean in close, whispering something dirty while you're talking to someone else- then act like nothing happened, ordering another round.

𓇼 And yeah, she gets super jealous—like, possessive jealous. If someone’s chatting you up, you’ll definitely feel her presence. She might just slide her hands under your shirt while you’re talking, a firm hand finding solace on your ass or lower back, making it crystal clear who you belong to. There’s no doubt about her loyalty; she wears her heart on her sleeve. Everyone in Zaun and Piltover alike who knows who Sevika is knows that you're her's.

𓇼 Sevika’s all about physical touch and quality time. Whether she’s got her arm around your waist or just pulling you in for a hug, those little moments mean everything to her- grounding her though out the day.

𓇼 If you find yourself with Sevika in her office during the day, especially if she has others over, best believe she'd pull you atop her lap and keep you there. She'd love to show you off.

𓇼 When it’s bedtime, you’ll find her holding you tight, making sure you’re right next to her. She’s a heavy sleeper, but if she notices you’re not there, she’ll wake up instantly, reaching out for you to pull you back in. It’s her way of keeping you close, even in her sleep.

𓇼 Sevika has a little stash of photos of you—some a bit scandalous, definitely. She'd keep them tucked away in her jacket pocket, her personal collection of your best moments. A polaroid (if they even exist in Zaun) of you, all pretty with no shirt or bra; looking up at her. That's her favorite, for sure. Or maybe the one of you in her shower, all soapy and giggling? She can't choose.

𓇼 But here’s the thing: her protectiveness can often times come off as controlling. She worries a lot, and while you know she loves you, there are times when it can feel suffocating. Still, deep down, it’s all about her trying to keep you safe from everything she's involved in.

𓇼 Card game queen. Loves to 'let you win' but most of the time it's just that you genuinely beat her, and Sevika just doesn't wanna admit it.

𓇼The strap is HUGE good lord. In bed you're nothing more than her pretty toy- putty in her hands, weak for her touch (wouldn't we all be?). She'd love to just sink into the couch, watching you squirm and moan, beg and whine for her while she gets you off, be it by some toy or her hand(s?).

toxic wlw with sevika.... huge age and size gap...... being her pretty little thing... nibbling at the bars of my enclosure and drooling everywhere i need her so bad vro

JAYCE

𓇼 Jayce is all about being creative partners, bouncing ideas off each other and collaborating. Whether you’re working on a project or just daydreaming about the future, he’s your biggest cheerleader, always hyping you up and encouraging you. He'd find inspiration in your passion- fueling his own motivation.

𓇼 When you’re together, it’s usually a mix of relaxation and productivity. (I think it's called 'body doubling'? ADHD king honestly)

𓇼 You might find yourselves working side by side in his lab crafting something new, or just enjoying the time together while he rants about the council or rattles off his new ideas; applications for hextech. He thrives in those collaborative moments, and the chemistry between you both makes everything feel effortless and romantic.

𓇼 Jayce can get pretty insecure when it comes to jealousy. Instead of getting mad, he tends to overthink things, imagining scenarios that might not even be real. You'd notice him being a bit quiet or withdrawn if he thinks someone’s getting too close- he wants to be the one who makes you happy, and him alone.

𓇼 Physical touch, like most others on my list, is a big deal for Jayce. He loves to pull you in for side hugs or wrap an arm around your shoulders while you’re talking or pass each other through out the day. He knows how packed and hectic your schedules are; so he treasures those small moments. Those little gestures are his way of showing you how much he appreciates you, in his own little way.

𓇼 And don’t be surprised if he surprises you with little gifts or gestures. He might bring home a trinket that he'd made or saw in a shop window he thought you’d like, showing that he’s always thinking of you, even when he’s busy with his work. It’s his way of reminding you how much you mean to him- in the midst of his gruelling work hours.

𓇼 But sometimes, his overthinking can lead to misunderstandings. He might pull away a bit when he’s feeling insecure, and you’ll need to reassure him that he’s the one you want- that his elaborate scenarios and stupid insecurities don't mean anything. A little gentle nudging and open conversations can help him see just how much you care, and your touch always grounds him well.

𓇼 I feel like Jayce is a total bottom- far more submissive than people give him credit for. Look at him. He's definitely been pegged at least once. At his core, though, I feel like he's a more vanilla guy. Slow, soft romantic nights and mornings with you are more his speed; spare the odd shitty day at work where he either needs you to take care of him, or to get your permission to ravish you until he forgets about whatever he was mad about.

VIKTOR

𓇼 Viktor’s love language is all about that parallel play. He might not be the most overtly affectionate, but you can feel the warmth when you’re both just doing your own thing in the same space. Whether he’s tinkering with a new invention or you’re reading nearby, the comfort of simply being together speaks volumes to him.

𓇼 Time with Viktor is rare, often snatched in small moments away from the hectic world outside. He prefers those soft, chilled vibes over fast-paced outings. You might find yourselves just hanging out in your cozy home or his workshop, surrounded by all his gadgets and loose leaf papers. Those quiet moments are where he truly shines, sharing snippets of his world with you- quiet, spare the odd "Y/N; could you look this over for me?".

𓇼 When he’s with you, Viktor can’t help but get a bit playful and competitive. He loves to tease, whether it’s subtly poking fun at your skills or playfully challenging you to solve some problem (IDK what nerds do bear with me gang..). He’s all about that friendly competition, and it’s adorable to see his competitive side come out, even if he’s not taking it too seriously- a contrast from how cold he can be when engrossed in his work. It's special in the sense it's just for your eyes, too.

𓇼 Viktor is surprisingly protective in his own way. He might not be the type to confront anyone directly, but he’ll always look out for you from the shadows, making sure you’re safe. You can sense his care in the little things—like how he’ll adjust your scarf on a chilly day or keep an eye on your health when you’re feeling under the weather.

𓇼 Physical touch is definitely a part of his affection, but it’s often subtle. A hand resting on your back while he explains something, a lean against you as he stands, or a gentle brush of his fingers as he reaches for a tool. Those little touches mean a lot, showing that he’s there for you without being overly demonstrative- he's not showy like that.

𓇼 Viktor's got a variety of cute quirks- all adorable in their own right. He'd have a habit of doodling sketches of you in the margins of his notes or jotting down ideas inspired by your conversations. It’s his way of holding onto those moments, turning your shared time into something tangible he can revisit later, draw innovation from.

𓇼 Although at times Viktor's intense focus on his work can lead to him getting a bit lost in his projects. It might feel like he’s prioritizing whatever new hex-tech development or theory over spending time with you. However, you know it’s just his passion and dedication to making the world better, and he always makes sure to carve out time for you when it counts- just something you'd grow used to, and even appreciate.

𓇼 In bed Viktor's tame- romantic and sensual. Like Jayce, he'd be soft and slow on account of his weakness, but in no way does that mean it wouldn't be good. He's definitely good with his hands, too.

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weltraum-vaquero · 8 days ago

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I wanna edge Jayce until he cries.. I'm so sad I can't ever do it 😔

Well, you can’t do it, but you can read about it. Right here. Enjoy ;]

NSFW under the cut. MDNI

The ability to predict where the crescendo of his pleasure turns into the apex is a skill hard-earned, but indispensable.

It’s been useful many a night before, when Jayce trembled in your arms just like he does now, and pleaded for release the way you expect he will soon. He arches into your giving hand, tucking his chin against his chest, jaw clenched bear-trap-tight while he fights and fights and fights to be good. It comes intrinsically to Jayce, to submit and comply and deliver. Even when he wrestles with the most daunting force of all — himself — he fights to come out victorious, just for you.

Not to say he always does — earlier on, back when you were not quite so tactful about reading and handling him, back when he had to hiss out a pained s-stop to help you pace the denial right, he’d spilled too fast many times. He’d dug his face into your warmth and pleaded, sometimes for forgiveness, or sometimes for a slowing of your hand on his raw cock, and he’d sobbed.

He does now it now, too.

Dark lashes clumpy and dark and long as though clad in mascara, fiery amber turned watery, hot, fat tears down the hollow of his pretty cheeks.

Jayce hiccups with his next sob.

You cradle his head closer, you whisper something small and comforting. His cock twitches in your still hand something fierce, weeps like the rest of him does.

“Steady, Jayce,” you tell him, “breathe.”

“S-sorry,” he warbles. “Th… hah. That w-was close.”

“It’s alright,” you assure when he twitches again under the slightest movement of your hand, so much so his entire body flinches with it, curls in on himself like the pleasure he so deeply wants is hurting him. But you hold him steady, hold him safe, just the way he likes it: laying back in your bed so he can do nothing but receive, while you’re cozied up against his side, one hand at his nape, the other between his spread legs. “If you want to, you can. You’ve earned it, sweet boy.”

And what you expect to be a nod, a meek little please, turns into an equally meek, but surprisingly decisive: “No…”

It’s not rare, but it’s also not common, for him to be taking the pace of his pleasure in his own hands. It’s usually up to you — and it’s a pleasant surprise when it isn’t.

“I c-can… one more,” he breathes. You kiss his sweaty forehead, about to remind him he’s already done six, he doesn’t need to deny himself a seventh time, but, “I want one more.”

You know he can. Jayce can do many things. But you can’t deny him when he wants.

“You’re sure?” You ask, rubbing the pad of your thumb over the leaky slit, the ruddy, sensitive little tip of him — god, all of him is so sensitive when you deny him. He writhes with it, hand shooting down to grab your wrist and still you.

“Mmhmm.” It’s so close to a sob it’s the loveliest hum you’ve ever heard. Wet, small, broken and yet — so eager. So certain.

“Okay.” You dip your entire soul into the big wet dark amber of his wide, loving eyes, before you lean in to kiss his tear damp cheek. It’s salty under your lips. His eyes fall shut when you do, soothing balm on an open wound, he presses into the kiss like a cat into a loving hand. “Then I’ll give you a moment before we go again.”

Jayce whimpers with the heartbreaking tone of a puppy when you abandon his desperate dick in favor of twirling your fingertips through the fuzz of his stomach. It’s somewhere safe but interesting for your hand to linger while his pleasure fizzles back down to something containable.

You talk to him the same way you’d talk to a scared little animal. When he’s brainless like this, it’s not so much what you say, it’s how you say it — the hushed, warm tone of your voice, whispered close and comforting in the vicinity of his ear.

“So good,” you praise. “So patient. Letting me spoil you for so long today, Jayce.” You draw a heart shape with your fingertip into the pudge of his tummy. He grins all dopey and high about it.

It’s scientific just as much as it is intuitive, to figure out when he’s ready. You measure it by the pace of his breath, the amount his cock drips, how tight he clenches his fists. Jayce settles just as fast as he crescendos.

It’s not long before you’re trailing down the body hair below his belly button, and catching his gaze to check, to know for sure —

“Ready,” he rasps. You already knew it.

#jayce talis #jayce talis x reader #jayce x reader #jayce arcane #arcane jayce #jayce arcane x reader #arcane jayce x reader #jayce talis x you #reader insert #my writing #dicax answers

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keozrb · 6 months ago

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The Heavyweight Shake

Jayce bulks up for wrestling with a special protein shake, but things take an unexpected turn when he drinks too much of it.

Jayce, a dedicated wrestler, was told by his coach to gain more weight to move up a weight class. He followed a rigorous diet and started lifting weights more intensively.

Despite his efforts, Jayce's coach didn't see a significant change. He suggested a new protein shake to Jayce, who was eager to try anything to meet his goal.

Jayce started drinking the protein shake regularly. In no time, he began to gain weight rapidly, his muscles bulging, and his wrestling singlet became a tight fit.

The coach was pleased with the results. Jayce was also content, but he desired more. He started consuming more of the protein shake, driven by his ambition.

Jayce's weight continued to increase. His muscles were now so big that he was having difficulty moving around. His belly began to inflate, and his singlet could barely contain his new size.

Despite his enormous size, Jayce's muscles were strong enough to support his weight. He was starting to look more like a sumo wrestler than a college wrestler.

The coach, however, was starting to worry about Jayce's obsession with gaining more weight. He tried to warn him about the potential health risks, but Jayce was not listening.

Jayce sneaked into the coach's office and grabbed more protein shake bottles. Consuming it in large quantities, he started growing even more, his belly and muscles inflating at an alarming rate.

Despite his size, Jayce managed to maintain his agility and strength in the wrestling ring. He won match after match, becoming a sensation among the college circuit.

Jayce enjoyed the attention and fame. He had become the embodiment of the phrase 'bigger is better'. His size became his identity, and he was proud of it.

Jayce looked at his trophies and felt a sense of accomplishment. He was proud of his achievements and the transformation he had undergone. He had not just bulked up; he had become a champion.

The coach, although concerned, couldn't help but feel proud of Jayce. He had transformed from an ordinary wrestler to a champion. His journey was a testament to his dedication and perseverance.

#ai generated #muscle growth tf #jock #muscle gut #male weight gain #wrestling #male tf

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fantasyismyonlyrealescape · 29 days ago

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I actually can't right now... They've read stuff. Gosh dang it, I wish I could have been in the locker room for that one. Absolutely off the walls, man.

And calling us "Tumblies" at the end, I'm stealing that. I love it!

to: wwe fic writers

from: wwe superstars kofi kingston and xavier woods

subject: we know, burn everything

attachment: post from @alternativeproject

questions: asked by @overchers

#wwe #wrestling with jayce #austin creed #xavier woods #kofi kingston #the new day

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nyctophiliq · 2 years ago

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COLLEGE HAREM AU overview

you got accepted into The Connected Cities College and University of Academics. you have won the hearts of many classmates and teachers on your very first day, and they are now yearning for your undivided attention. will you keep them happy or disappoint them all?

note. please be aware that every character is over the age of eighteen in this au and there will be sexual themes across the whole au- minors do not interact.

college harem I ─ ekko, vi, sevika, finn

college harem II ─ jinx, caitlyn, renata glasc, mel

college harem III ─ viktor, cassandra, grayson,

college harem IV ─ jayce, ambessa

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 ;;

AMBESSA history and geography professor

RENATA GLASC chemistry and economics professor

CASSANDRA head of the election committee and law professor

GRAYSON physical education professor and supervisor of the campus patrol

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ;;

FINN vice-president of the beautification council

JINX vice president of the engineering club

VIKTOR president of the engineering club

EKKO persident of the IT club

JAYCE vice president of the student council

CAITLYN president of the campus patrol

MEL president of the student council

SEVIKA president of the beautification council

VI president of the wrestling club

#moss' navi #arcane college au #arcane x reader #arcane ambessa x reader smut #arcane grayson x reader #arcane cassandra x reader #arcane finn x reaer #jinx x reader #arcane viktor x reader #arcane ekko x reader #arcane jayce x reader #caitlyn kiramman x reader #arcane mel x reader #sevika x reader #arcane vi x reader #vi x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #arcane college harem au

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just-doing-lesbian-things · 2 years ago

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Jinx and her Braids -- Meta Pt. II

I already wrote an in-character analysis about Jinx's braids, and a lot of people pointed out that the two braids represent the two persona's she's split between (Powder vs Jinx), and with Jinx's voice actress admitting that some of her lines were written into the script as Powder, and some as Jinx... it seems so plausible. And it got me thinking... if the two braids are her different personas, then her choices to interact with them could tell us things about where her mental health is at in that moment. But then I had to ask:

Do we ever see Jinx intentionally interact with her braids?

We have so many gorgeous fanarts of Jinx swinging her braids like a toy, wrapping them around Ekko (in Timebomb fanart), using them as rope to pull things closer to her--all stuff you'd think an agent of chaos would do if she had rope-stim-toys attached to her head, but does Jinx herself ever actually do any of that in Arcane canon?

Sure, we get beautiful moments like this:

where Jinx and her braids are doing things--but she's not intentionally doing interacting with her braid here. Her braid is reacting and wrapping around her arm itself. (Almost like it has a mind of its own)

If someone can think of a moment where Jinx intentionally interacts with her braids, please pip up because otherwise this analysis is going to get very detailed because:

If Jinx's braids are the manifestation of her split personas, but she never intentionally interacts with them, then that means every (unintentional) interaction she has with them is a symbol from the animators about what is happening in the war between her personas.

Even in that above gif, we see one braid wrapping around her while the other falls out of frame. Under my theorized lens, this could translate to one persona becoming euphorically dominant while the other is being left behind. (With the context of the scene: Jinx is becoming more fully integrated and Powder (and all her baggage) is finally being left behind).

I even think we can track which braid is doing what and conclude that the "left braid is Jinx" and the "right braid is Powder." (With 100% accuracy would be ridiculous.. but I wouldn't put it past Fortiche)

A. Like here, when we see both braids evenly splayed out behind her as she wrestles with not being able to let go of her Powder persona and Powder's wants (to have her sister back) while also needing Silco's approval.

The fact that there's a knife that she's touching right next to her right braid, the one I think might be the Powder persona, could (a) portray a want to cut off her Powder baggage or (b) be foreshadowing to her cutting her Powder persona out of her personhood.

B. Here, where her right braid (Powder persona) is draped across her front (with her arms crossed over it: cue interpretations for body language) which is all of 5 seconds away from her hallucinating seeing Vi in another pink-haired woman.

C. And here, when she's completely chosen her Jinx persona after killing Silco, her left braid (Jinx persona) is front and center, and her right braid (Powder persona) is in darkness.

I think we can even go far back to Powder--cause what do we see?

That sticky-outie piece of hair (that I swear looks braided in some shots, especially in the scene in Jayce's apartment) is on the left side (the Jinx persona).

In Conclusion:

This show is far better thought out than to make characters look a certain way on screen "just 'cause," so to read meaning into Jinx's braids--an outrageous aspect of character design that wouldn't translate well irl (see my previous post on the burden of having braids that long (linked at the top))--and that doesn't seem to carry meaning for in-character choices, has to have components of storytelling meaning to them. And this one interpretation I think has some merit to it.

Am I reading too much into this? Possibly. But does it bring me joy to analyze great TV? Absolutely, so time well spent.

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ficfanatictrf · 2 years ago

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The Night Stand (Part 4)

Summary : The conversation that should have happened soon (and another cliff hanger - I'M SORRY)

Warnings : An argument, cliffhanger (sorry)

Edited and proofread by nobody - just going for it!

Word Count: 2.3K

Jayce stared down at the multiple test results from the baby. Anxiety gripped deep in his stomach as he researched what all of this could mean.

He had told you so many times to not worry, to let the Doctor tell you when something needed to be done. However, that wasn’t the whole truth of it.

As he looked at the symptoms and results from the tests, matching them to what he could find in medical journals and books - he figured he was probably facing the same dilemma that the Doctor had been facing.

With a heavy sigh, allowing his head to fall into his hands as he wished he knew what to do - he didn’t notice the footsteps coming up behind him till he heard his partner’s voice from right above him.

“I wasn’t aware that you and Ms. Medarda were trying to start a family”

Bolting upright, he hastily tried to pull all the scattered tests together to try and hide it - yet Viktor’s expert fingers found one of them rather easily and snatched it off the desk before he had a chance to get rid of it.

“6 weeks old. I assume that means the night of the gala? The two of you did retire for the evening rather early” The man teased, holding the paper out of reach as Jayce went to snatch it.

Jayce could only panic as Viktor actually started to inspect the results that had been on the paper. At first, it went from a gentle smirk, it always being present when he was playfully teasing his partner, to the smirk dropping as he took in just what the recent test had found.

However, he wasn’t expecting the frown to quickly shift to near panic, being rather rough as he pushed Jayce harshly away from the other results as the smaller man was ripping through every test.

“This couldn’t possibly be Ms. Medarda. This is…” He trailed off, seeming to find the exact test that he had been looking for but hoping that he wouldn’t see.

“Jayce, I need you to be truthful with me.” He started, his eyes finally moving away from the papers before him to look over at his partner.

“Who’s test results are these?”

—----- —----- —-----

You watched as the man was soon beginning to pace before you, it was clear that he was wrestling with how he wanted to start this discussion.

You had never seen him like this before, panicked and angry, as well as many other emotions that would come and pass as it was replaced with another intense one.

And even though he opened his mouth to start speaking many times, it always closed moments later as he deemed whatever he was going to say as not the right way he wanted to start this conversation.

“…I didn’t mean to hide it from you- I just, I never knew how to tell you.”

Your voice had been but a soft whisper, but still with how Viktor immediately stopped his pacing to face you - it was the same reaction that you would have received if you had screamed.

“You should have told me the moment you knew!”

His voice raised higher than you had ever had before, yet from the break in his voice as he screamed you could tell that this was not from anger but from something else.

“The doctors here don’t know a thing about Undercity illnesses! In fact, who are you seeing?!”

A hand came up to grip at his hair, nearly pulling it out in panic as thought after thought was soon rushing through his mind. Lists were racing through his mind on what he needed to talk about next, what he needed to show you next, do next.

“Scratch that. Just - I’ll ask around, see who would be the best to talk to regarding it” He muttered, suddenly turning to head towards his own desk to open a drawer that you had hardly ever seen him using before.

In a matter of moments, the man had scooped up all the contents of the drawer and placed it onto the desks surface. Hands shuffling through everything that he had to place them into piles.

“The Undercity is not as careful when it comes to medical history, but I tried to fill in as many of the blanks in my family’s medical history as I could. This will help to screen for a few known inheritable diseases.”

Pulling out a handful of papers, he set those down on the chair beside him. Which, as he continued to speak, you slowly made your way to stand with him.

“After all, Fathers statistically pass on 50% more of their structural variants to their children than a mother does. It is likely that something from my genes is what is causing our child to be having so many medical issues…”

The hasty speed that he had been moving about before slowed to a stop, the man’s eyes seemed to become unfocused as his mind raced after a thought. You could see it, the same guilt in his eyes was there as when he talked about those in the undercity - the feeling that he was the cause of their suffering, that he wasn’t doing enough.

Yet, before you could start to try and comfort him - it would appear that Viktor pushed himself to move on.

You were surprised as he opened the drawer above the one he had emptied, pulling out bottle after bottle of different pills as well as throwing papers here and there to find the one that he was looking for.

“I did as much research as I could on the subject, creating a detailed plan on when you should take everything in this regime.” He went into detail over every single vitamin and supplement, showing that the paper he had also went into detail on why you would need to take each of these medications.

Viktor had clearly spent hours and hours on this, though it was the back of the paper that really surprised you.

His writing was cramped, clear that he had tried to fit as much information onto the sheet as he possibly could.

No cold deli meat No soft cheese Must sleep on your back No hot baths No caffeine Brush teeth more often, mother’s teeth more susceptible to plague

And on and on and on it went.

“… I haven’t explained anything the way I should have…forgive me. Let me start again.”

Viktor’s voice was soft as it pulled your eyes away from the page that you were grasping in your hands.

“ I was able to see one of the results as Jayce was looking at it. At first, I was teasing that he and Ms. Merdada would have…but the readings were far too similar to…to my own”

With but a glance, he was able to find the very two documents that he was referring to. One was clearly much older and made with a lesser quality paper and ink, worn from how many times it must have been in someone’s hands.

Yet, as he handed the documents over, you could still see how the odd trends that your child was having were identical to what you could only assume were Viktor’s own medical charts.

“F-From how old the child must be, 6 weeks at the time but we are closer to 7 weeks now. That was when…I…”

“…yes, our one night stand…”

You finished, seeing how he just wasn’t able to finish the words. Cringing at your wording, the man merely nodded before gesturing nervously at all the papers and medications that he had accumulated.

“All of this information is yours. Whatever you need from me, I’ll handle it. As well as the money-”

His eyes widened, turning to rifle through his satchel. It took but a moment, but from the small box that he pulled out - you were rather confused why this box had been linked to whatever he had been talking about.

“I looked up the general amount, with it based on income as well as…the health issues- I wanted to give as much as I thought appropriate.”

As you opened the box, you felt your heart stop.

“My calculations came to roughly a little over one hundred thousand a year. Yet, that didn’t seem to be enough to me, not for something like this. So I, well, I increased the amount to fifty thousand a month. Inside that, you will find a hundred thousand. Not only for the month and a half that has passed but also because…of my negligence and stupidity.”

“What on earth do you mean?”

“I admit, that night I had been thoroughly sloshed. But that is no excuse for…you were far more intoxicated than I and I shouldn’t have…you were not able to give consent- I am to blame for all of this.”

You could hardly believe what you were hearing.

You tried to reach out for him, to watch as he quickly stepped away from your touch like it burned. All the while, he was right back to not looking you in the eyes like he had been since that night together.

“I will provide anything you need. I will provide monthly payments of fifty thousand, as well any medical costs you or the child need. As well as money for housing, if you need it - and childcare.”

“You make it sound like you plan on not being in the child’s life…”

At first, you had believed that he would deny the accusation. Yet, as the silence stretched longer and longer between the two of you- the answer was crystal clear.

“How can you just throw away your child like this?”

“You wouldn’t understand-”

“I won’t understand unless you explain it. This is your child, neither of us wanted this to be the result….but wouldn’t you want to be in their life?”

“No! No, I can hardly think of anything that could be worse.” He stressed, a hand coming up to run roughly through his hair. Yet, in your own heartbreak, you didn’t notice the way he hastily wiped away the moisture slipping down his cheeks.

“Everything will be better this way. Your life, the baby’s life…. Everything”

Did he intentionally leave himself out? You weren’t sure, but you weren’t able to ask him about the wording as he had used your moment of shock to slip from the room - escaping before he said anything more on the subject.

Before he hurt you even more.

—----- —----- —-----

Things were odd after that day.

Viktor was still rather distant when it came to talking to you directly. But you would find pages and pages of notes and letters in your desk every time you seemed to walk away for a moment.

Where Jayce was constantly making sure you weren’t physically or mentally straining yourself, Viktor was one of the worst naggers you had ever met in your life. Constantly you had notes on his review of what you had eaten, more information about pregnancies as well as questions on if you had any odd cravings.

‘No matter what you may believe in the moment, if you find yourself having the desire to ingest chalk, you must not actually eat it. My mother craved chalk for nearly three months before I was born. Father said he had to constantly check to make sure that Mother didn’t smuggle the substance.’

You adored these little stories that he shared.

And yet, he still refused to talk to you.

—----- —----- —-----

The notes and letters had only lasted for a week, the amount of them quickly tapering off till you didn’t find anything at all.

Once more Viktor wasn’t speaking a word to you.

Any information he felt he needed to send you about the baby was sent to Jayce, as if he couldn’t bear the thought of talking to you face to face.

Everything felt like it was over for you.

You hadn’t even realized it at the time, but there had been a sliver of hope that if Viktor knew then he would have at least talked to you more. That he would have claimed the child as his own, that he would have wanted to be its father.

Yet, as you packed up your things for the day, trying once more to talk to him…only for him to blatantly ignore you. The embarrassment of standing before Viktor’s desk as he continued to work like you weren’t there - the other people in the lab glancing your way with pity as Viktor didn’t even so much as glance up at you.

You felt the last bit of hope in you, finally die.

What was even the point anymore about any of this?

Silently, you slipped a small piece of paper into Jayce’s desk.

Your resignation.

You would disappear, start a new life somewhere else. The city was huge, meaning that it wouldn’t be that hard to find some hole in the wall to work. It would be you and the little one.

Your eyes moved down to your stomach, which had still not begun to show any signs - yet somehow you just knew that they were there.

A precious little being that would be with you. Someone who needed you, someone who wouldn’t push you away.

Walking back to your apartment, you had made it halfway before you felt a sharp pain starting from your stomach before shooting up the back of your spine.

A wave of fatigue hit you like a bus, finding yourself sinking to your knees as you struggled to keep your food down from the waves of nausea that were rolling through you.

Everything had happened so fast, your mind only recognizing someone’s face - a stranger, before you were being moved, before then being in a completely different location.

There was shouting, people running in and out of your area of vision, and yet you couldn’t manage to feel anything other than tired.

You were so exhausted, so sleepy.

Letting your eyes close, you could hear off in the distance someone you didn’t recognize yelling for you to stay away.

But honestly, you just didn’t want to.

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