#also I am not a silco simp

[fulcrums501st]

not a Silco defender but a Silco understander

[ghostchems]

i am sitting here in disbelief that my most popular fic (according to hits) on ao3 is not a ghost fic. it is thief - my arcane silco x reader fic

thief started off as just me being completely unhinged horny for bad man silco and was updated each time i felt it. it’s a dirty nasty fic! and for the longest time i felt i was writing it only for myself and i was happy about that!

it began in february of last year, a time when the arcane fandom was quiet, especially the silco simps. it’s really crazy how things have changed with the new season! and now, with this fic gaining such traction, it feels really nice and good. but also so insane because it didn’t have a lot of eyes on it back then!

i am very grateful and yeah, just in disbelief!

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congrats on the 100! I'll think of something fun soon :)

I’ll be waiting on tenterhooks.

[insensity]

𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬|| characters x reader

18+ 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰

(𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐨 = 𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑼𝑷 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑲)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: possesive, little bit of smut

─── ��𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 + 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲❞ ───

*���.¸♡ sɪʟᴄᴏ♡¸.•*'

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷I think silco is not the type of man who would kidnap you and lock you in a room I feel like he would just manipulate you using his words and "proving" you that he's all that you need.

he would spoil you with his money and he would always bring one of his guys to guide or watch you.

but still, he's sweet and caring for you in private; and private only, you two aren't going out together outside I feel like he doesn't really go outside he's always in his office or the factory.

sometimes you kinda feel like you're just some sex toy for him which is wrong yes he gets to fuck you when he wants or when he needs it but you're not just a sex toy for him, you're more than that and that's the reason why he's overprotective to you.

*•.¸♡ ғɪɴɴ♡¸.•*'

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Finn is an affectionate boyfriend and by that I mean he is always ready to bend you over and fuck the shit of you (if there's time) yes like silco u might think that you're just a sex toy for him and yes you are but he loves you, he loves giving you gold as a gift, he likes giving you something when you two meet he just love giving you something cause you are his everything.

And no he won't chain and lock you up and nope he won't manipulate you by his words, he's just gonna scare you and block mail you for you not to leave him. what after all he did to you you're just gonna leave him? I don't think so.

*•.¸♡ ᴇᴋᴋᴏ♡¸.•*'

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷this man will steal the world for you, literally. I feel like you're one of the reasons why ekko raid some shops in the Zaun, just to give you a gold necklace or bracelet whatever you like.

Ever since you and ekko got into a relationship you're starting to forget how big Zaun is, you forgot how dark is in there also how dangerous is in there; cause you always hear him saying "someday firefly I will bring you out in the zaun" or "it's too dangerous to be out there I promise you we will go out later" did you two really go out? No. who am I kidding, he lost his father figure, his sister figure, his brother figure, AND OF COURS OUR FAVORITE HIS BESTFRIEND(/crush)

does he still like him tho? no. he already got you what else does the universe still owe him? he got the most caring and beautiful girl from the Zaun to piltie and he feels like he owes you a lot (HA SIMP)

this man is sneaky as fuck. See that hand of him, you just turn around for a sec and you already feel like someone is holding your waist and another hand on your thigh and of course, how could I forget his chin of him resting on your shoulder where else would he put it?

he loves how weak you are compared to him, he could easily pull you close to him or he could just pick you up and put you on his shoulder, and also how easy to spread you in front of him.

[sweatandwoe]

Blog Recommendations

Hello all, I decided to post a fic (coming out later tonight) to celebrate 2k followers, but also I wanted to recommend some blogs, cause 1. This other creators are amazing and 2. I wanna see milestone work

These aren't in any particular order and I'll put a brief blurb beside each one just to explain what they're about

@ink-and-dagger Ya know her, ya love her. Seriously if you're not following Inky or reading Drink with me, fool of a took. I'm gonna be following Inky into the end so if you're here for the long-haul be prepared

@a-gal-with-taste Gal has so many works, that it's hard to pick a favorite. But right now we're getting Flawed, and you should def check that out

@chickenparm You enjoy bastard blorbos? A variety of content awaits you here, with John Seed, Spike Spiegel, and Silco. I'm gonna be following Chicken for life, and with her writing skills, she'll get you to fall for new blorbos everyday

@vasiktomis also has John Seed content, but also has Marcus and Silco from Arcane (Vida is an excellent OC as well I wanna marry her AND have her punch me in the face). An artist and an author, they're amazing and also some grade A shitposts

@simpfiles Simp's headcanons are fucking high tier. Like same grade as fics I've read, have me staring at the screen and making (good) noises. Also incredibly funny with good takes A+ you should follow

@designfailure56 Design I love you, and you need to change your name to Design Success. With amazing designs for not only Silco x Reader fics, but Solas from DA art along with amazing DnD Designs, you should follow Design for some good art

@pomegranatebat They're a wonderful, tough funny lil guy. Bringing joy and shitposts to life, they also have amazing painting and animation skills. You should follow (and commission) them

@zkyfall amazing art, amazing fics. Funny and super nice. I have notifications on for when they post because I know it's gonna be amazing

@x-amount-verbs Helping Hand is becoming one of those fics where I know I'm gonna re-read it years down the line. A+ writing, super funny and kind. (You should also follow their main @onewhoturns)

@aromansoul love love love you Sharky, giving us amazing boxer Silco and that amazing Silco and Jinx comic. Gonna be following Sharky forever (and you should be too)

@insult-2-injury one of the funniest people here, I will continue to love her even if she wears a jiaper with some jorts overtop. An incredible fic writer too, and please check out the masterlist you will not be disappointed

@lemmielem WORKS WAY TOO HARD GIVING US AMAZING STUFF. Lemmie you need a day off, and a nice drink and to be read all the Silco fics, while we follow you around and fan you (because we're your fans)

@iseutz SUSU IS ANOTHER ARTIST AUTHOR COMBO. Writing beautiful fic, drawing amazing art. I adore you, would marry 10/10 person

@of-the-argonath I MISS YOU SHER. COME BACK. Writing incredible fics, such as a Dragon Arcane fic, and Love thy Neighbour, I am swooning and in love. Go read it

@kikorenart following for life. Kiko's art is beautiful, and your art with Silco is so inspiring, I got some stickers of it. Also creator of some of the most cursed art I've seen, love you <3

@lemonmancer another artist who needs to be fanned and adored. Drawing not juts Arcane, but Resident Evil too with the magento husband. Fanastic art, and also wrote some amazing x Reader fics

@six-feet-sleep fun fact, I didn't realize until like I went for a re-read Six wrote a fic I commented on and replied to me, long before I actually met her. An incredible author, one of the funniest authors I've ever seen, along with being an amazing artist

@mazikomo Not only one of the best fic headcanons or writers, with new fic In too Deep, but also one of the greatest bakers the world has ever seen. Really likes beans too, if you like em

@astudyincontrasts have you read penance yet? Cause me and Inky review the chapters each time one comes out. Personal lil bookclub, they also have amazing Viktor x Reader and some boxer!Silco fics!

@dad-dumpster The Daddiest with the largest dumpy. Art is A tier, I'm never gonna get over with how you draw Silco's hair, and now stuff with the DBD guys. I have so many emotions about it (all positive ones) go follow em

@arcanescribbles though their name is Arcanescribbles, I'm gonna be following even when the Arcane stuff stops. their artwork is beautiful and I know it's gonna be in art gallery one day

@thesaltybuns CREATING SO MUCH ART FOR US! o7 thank you for your service, and letting us view all of your art. It's amazing and I'm lucky to know you Buns! <3 <3 (you can also see @thespicybuns for some other artwork hehehehehehe)

This is getting pretty long so I'm gonna list some other accounts if you like Silco stuff here below, you should follow them for the good good content (also they all seem very nice!)

@purpurniymstitel @ashc-drawing-art-corner @cuckconnosieur @deny-the-issue @steponmesilco @vinciwolf @silcobussy @tsukioreo @heydeerie @fic-heaven @witchypandamonium @sunofzaun @itstracker @ironandglass @lilli-chae @shahs1221 @agoutighost @dust-of-starsandlittle-hopes @silcoitus @perfectlywingedcrusade @flower-of-zaun @whooooshhhhhh

[toshisurtsdottir]

See-Through

Prompt:

Being the new teacher for “Language of Spell Casting”, Dumbledore has asked Frida Hargreaves to use her first week getting to know the staff. Intrigued by the mysterious Professor Snape, she decides to join him as he assists in Gilderoy Lockhart’s Duelling Club.

---------- Author’s Note ---------------

I moved on from Silco (not completely, don’t worry) and am now simping super hard for Snape. (I have been before, but now it’s so bad I had to write about him) also small parts of this are taken directly out of The Chamber of Secrets

Still kinda uncomfy with writing smut, so this is fluff only <3 

Enjoy!!

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings: none

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Frida knew how much Snape disliked Lockhart. She strongly believed that none of her colleagues truly liked him. He was constantly boasting, relying on everyone to love him enough to not notice that he was nothing but an impostor. When she learned that Lockhart had become the teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts, she knew these children would learn absolutely nothing this school year. It was a waste of time and energy, really. What wasn’t a waste of time, however, was attending one of Lockhart’s sessions of the Duelling Club and watching him and none other than Severus Snape duel.

The dark-haired wizard had caught her attention the second she first spotted him, as she was introduced to the Hogwarts staff. Dressed all black, covering himself up with layers of fabric, standing in the back mysteriously. Initially, she was afraid of him. But the second she overheard him sarcastically commenting on something Lockhart had said, she started to like him.

So far she had only gotten to know few things about the potions master. He was, as expected, keeping to himself most of the time. Only attending dinner if Dumbledore insisted. Frida couldn’t blame him though. She didn’t like attending dinner either, it was way too crowded, and she despised the small talk she would always get involved in. That had made it impossible for her to start a proper conversation with Snape. She truly believed that they could become friends. She on her side, knew she liked him already.

“Gather round, gather round! Can everyone see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent!” Lockhart’s voice hurt Frida’s ears, but she kept herself low, not accidentally wanting to catch his attention. Gathered around her were the Ravenclaw students, hiding her figure from his gaze.

“Now, Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little Duelling Club, to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves as I myself have done on countless occasions.” Frida rolled her eyes at this. As far as she knew, none of his glorious stories were true. The man couldn’t cast a strong spell to save his life.

Her attention was back on him when Lockhart exclaimed whom he would be working with.

“Let me introduce my assistant Professor Snape. He tells me he knows a tiny little bit of duelling himself and has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration before we begin.” Said Lockhart, flashing a wide smile at the children. Frida’s face was indifferent. A tiny bit of duelling? As much as she knew (at least according to Minerva McGonagall), Snape was one of the best wizards this school had.

Frida could see Snape as he walked on the stage, calm and quiet. His eyes were burning into Lockhart as he kept on blabbering away. Frida wasn’t listening anymore; all she could focus on was the man on the other side of the stage. And just as she was thinking of how handsome he actually looked in this light, his eyes moved and he was staring directly at her. His dark eyes practically piercing through her, taking her in. She felt shivers run down her spine. Shortly after, his eyes moved back to Lockhart and the intense moment was gone. Frida took a deep, shaky breath.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed, although Snape was keeping his motion as simple as he could in contrast to Lockhart, who bowed deep, with much twirling of his hands. Then they raised their wands like swords in front of them.

“As you see, we are holding our wands in the accepted combative position. On the count of three, we will cast our first spells. Neither of us will be aiming to kill, of course.” Frida just raised an eyebrow at this statement. She was sure Lockhart was unable to kill a fly with his spells. On the other hand, she was sure that Snape was at least aiming to hurt or seriously injure.

At the count of three, both swung their wands up and over their shoulders. Frida was watching closely. Snape swung his wand and then brought it straight forward, crying out “Expelliarmus!” There was a dazzling flash of scarlet light and Lockhart was blasted off his feet: he flew backwards off the stage, smashed into the wall and slid down it to sprawl onto the floor.

Frida had gasped inaudibly, staring at Lockhart’s unmoving body. She turned to look at Snape, seeing a small smirk tug at the corner of his mouth.

Lockhart was getting unsteadily to his feet. “Well, there you have it! That was a disarming charm – as you see, I’ve lost my wand.” Frida watched a student hurrying to bring him his wand, which he had indeed lost, but certainly not because of the charm.

“Yes, an excellent idea to show them that, Professor Snape, but if you don’t mind me saying so, it was very obvious what you were about to do. If I had wanted to stop you it would have been only too easy.” Frida had to suppress a laugh. This man truly had no idea of spell casting, duelling or as she suspected, anything in life. Snape stared him down and Frida could swear that she could feel him murdering Lockhart in his thoughts.

 After the demonstration, it was the student’s turn to find a partner and start duelling each other. Frida watched a little longer, helping the Ravenclaw students find suitable partners. Her eyes went back to Snape whenever she looked up, and more than once her gaze was returned by dark eyes. She decided to make the first move before he could – she had wanted to talk to him after all. She made her way through practising students, a chaotic mass of children really. She knew teachers at Hogwarts were unqualified, but Lockhart and (as much as she adored him) Snape must have been two of the worst.

She had made her way over to Snape, standing next to him.

“What a beautiful day to cast Depulso at colleagues you hate.” She smirked, her arms crossed in front of her chest.

“It seems that at least one person knows her spells.” Snape muttered, seemingly impressed by her.

“Only an idiot like Lockhart wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between Expelliarmus and Depulso.” She turned to look at Lockhart, who was trying to get the fighting children under control.

Severus turned to look at Frida, tilting his head in thought.

“Let’s leave him to this mess here. As much as I enjoy being surrounded by screaming children.” He sighed and turned to leave the room. Frida was surprised that he wanted her to come with him and didn’t think twice, leaving her Ravenclaw students behind.

 “Language of Spell Casting. How��� practical is this?” Snape asked as they walked through the Hogwarts corridors, deeper into the castle.

Frida was walking next to him, shrugging. “It depends on how seriously you take my class. You either learn how spells are created and can do it yourself at the end, or you think it’s boring and therefore fail to learn something that could potentially save your life.”

Snapes lips were curled into a small smile as he looked down at her.

“Burning for your passion. It’s good to see that around here.” He noted and continued to lead her into the dungeons of Hogwarts. His black robe was wafting behind him as he walked with quick steps. She never noticed how long his legs truly were, or how many buttons his clothes had – until now. His pale cheeks peeking out under dark hair which framed his face ever so nicely.

Oh heavens, was she falling for him?

“Where are we going?” Frida asked just before they stopped in front of a dark, wooden door. It was decorated with carved in snakes and leaves, as if behind it one would find a magical garden.

Snape stopped and turned to look at the young teacher, shrugging.

“I thought you wanted to see the castle. I’m showing you my potion room.”

Long, slender fingers curled around the doorknob and turned it, the door opening with a soft click. Immediately, the smell of dried herbs, old paper and fruits filled her nose.

Snape stepped back a little, holding the door open for her. Frida thanked him shyly as she scurried past him into the room. Behind her, the door clicked shut and she could feel Snapes eyes burning into her. She took a moment to take in his room. At the back, in front of a large window, sat a huge wooden table. On top of it were candles, paper, books and a brown quill that sat in an inkpot. The walls of the room were covered in bookshelves which overflowed with books and parchments, along with herbs hanging down the shelves to dry. Another shelf was filled with various vials, all meticulously sorted in alphabetical order. In the middle of the room stood a large cauldron that had a mysterious liquid boiling inside.

“This is my office. The classroom is next door.” Snape’s voice dragged her back into reality. For a moment, she had gotten lost in the many things there were to take in.

“Very cosy and well organized.” Frida turned to smile at the Professor, who had moved to stand right behind her. She took a step back immediately, a soft red climbing into her cheeks. He gave her a reassuring smile and turned to check on his cauldron, stirring the golden liquid inside.

“What is this?” Frida asked curiously, meaning the bubbling potion Snape was stirring.

“It’s a personal project of mine. A less addictive version of Felix Felicis.” He sighed.

“I have been unsuccessful so far, but maybe it will work out this time.” He turned back to look at her, before walking past her towards his desk. He opened a small book, noted something down and closed it again.

“I bet if anyone is going to get it to work, you will.” She hummed, meanwhile walking over to his bookshelves. She inspected his books, noting that not all of them were about potions. Some were not even academic at all, they were old novels, given by the state they were in, read over and over again.

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Snape was watching Frida curiously. He had been interested in her the second he laid eyes on her for the first time. She was quite beautiful, intelligent too. After their little chat, he was even more convinced that she was. He hadn’t just cast Depulso to see if Lockhart, that idiot, would notice. He also wanted to see if she would notice, would perhaps even find it amusing. And so, she did.

As he watched her go through his books, dressed all black like him, he felt an unusual sensation in him. He decided there and then that he liked her a lot more than he had originally intended to. The way she had looked at him in the classroom earlier only proved to him that she must feel some weird kind of attraction towards him too.  

He made his way over to her, stopping when he stood next to her. He was close enough that he could smell her: vanilla and autumn leaves.

“You’ve created your own spells?” He asked, tearing her out of her thoughts as she went through his books and vials.

“Quite a few actually. I’m keeping them to myself though. They will enter the world when I die – until then, they belong to me.” She smirked up at him.

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“Impressive.” His voice sounded like music to her ears. She still couldn’t believe that she was in his office, getting to know him. Beginning to like him so much more than she thought she initially would. It was as if he had put a charm on her.

She glanced at the bubbling cauldron in the middle of the room and then back at him.

“Likewise. I wish I would be as good at brewing as you are. As good as a first grader, really.” She chuckled.

Severus raised an eyebrow, amusement across his face.

“Oh, I don’t think you’re that bad. Surely you can brew a simple babbling beverage?” Frida shrugged, shaking her head hesitantly.

“I don’t even know where to start with this.” She chuckled.

“I’m serious, I deselected potions class as soon as I could and replaced it with some language learning classes.” She sighed.

Snape looked at her for a second and she was worried she might have offended him. That was, until a sly smirk spread across the Professor’s face.

“You know, I might be able to give you some extra lessons on brewing in the afternoons. If you would like that?”

And that way, it just so happened that over the next couple of months, Frida would spend her afternoons in Snape’s office, learning how to brew simple potions. Over time, the two of them started to get to know each other quite well. They were often found sitting next to each other in the great hall. Frida’s heart would skip a beat each time he’d knock on her door to spend reading time with her. They sat in big armchairs opposite one another and read in silence, drinking tea. Like this, the school year moved on and when winter came, the annual Jule Ball was announced.

  Frida looked at herself in the mirror. A wide smile was plastered across her face as she admired the beautiful dress she was wearing. It was all black and hugged her body just the way she liked it. It had a slit on the side, showing off enough of her leg for her to be comfortable with it while still being sexy. She was wearing a golden necklace with matching earrings and bracelets around her wrists.

Frida corrected her hair one last time before making her way to the Ball. Students dressed in beautiful gowns and regal suits, holding hands and giving each other small kisses on the cheeks filled the bustling corridors.

As she arrived at the Ball, she was immediately greeted by gentle classical music playing in the background. Her eyes scanned the masses, searching for one person in particular. She finally found him, as always, standing in the back of the room, clearly engaged into a conversation with Minerva. Frida had learned by now that Minerva was one of the few people Snape considered his friends. Her breath hitched as she took him in, standing there in a stunning suit. She had come to realize over the past weeks, that she was falling for him. Harder than she could have hoped for. Seeing him now, standing there wearing this elegant outfit managed to seal the deal for her.

Frida made her way over to him, slipping past the chatting students. When she finally reached him, Minerva gave her a reassuring smile.

“Ms. Hargreaves! What a beautiful dress you’re wearing.” Minerva smiled at her.

“Thank you, Professor McGonagall.” Frida smiled brightly. She had come to like Minerva a lot, she could see why Severus would enjoy her company.

Snape, who hadn’t noticed Frida yet, turned around to greet her.

“Ms. Hargreaves, you…” He trailed off, clearly lost in thought as he took her in.

“Look beautiful.” He finally finished, dark eyes meeting hers.

“Thank you, Professor.” Frida could already feel the blush creeping in her face. Had he ever called her that before?

“You look quite handsome yourself.” She admitted, although suddenly she was overcome by an unusual shyness. Snape’s lips curled into a soft smile as he heard that, and Frida could swear there was a hint of a blush in his cheeks.

Minerva cleared her throat and smiled at them both.

“Well, I see Mrs. Sprout has arrived. I shall leave you two to it.” And with that, she was off and disappeared into the crowd.

Frida looked after her before redirecting her eyes to Severus, who had by now managed to take his eyes off her.

“Would you like a glass of wine?” He asked, his voice sending shivers down her spine as it usually did.

“Gladly.” She nodded. She remained where she was standing as Severus made his way to retrieve a glass of wine for her. Meanwhile, she once again let her gaze wander over the crowd. Unfortunately, she spotted a pompously dressed Lockhart.

He was surrounded by a group of students, clinging to him like their life depended on it. He must have felt her eyes on him as suddenly his head turned and he looked at her, flashing a bright smile.

She turned away as quickly as she could, rolling her eyes.

“Everything alright?” Severus asked, standing in front of her. He held out a small golden goblet filled with wine. Frida gladly took it and sighed.

“Thank you. And yes, I just so happened to have eye contact with Lockhart.” She pretended to gag, taking a sip of her wine.

Snape chuckled and took a deep breath. Frida could feel his eyes all over her.

“Let’s just hope that he doesn’t get the glorious idea of talking to either of us tonight. He seems rather occupied with his admirers anyway.” Severus said flatly, eyes cold as he watched Lockhart.

“Let’s hope that this is the first and last year he will be teaching at this school.” Frida added. Severus nodded, lost in thought. His eyes found hers again, and the coldness disappeared.

“I think for once… I don’t regret coming here.” He said, a fondness in his eyes that Frida had never seen before. Could it be… that he was feeling the same way she did? Frida discarded that thought as quickly as it came. The two of them knew each other very well now, and she sadly also knew that he wouldn’t allow himself to feel such things as attraction. But still, the way he was looking at her suggested otherwise and one could always dream.

“Let’s make this one of the best Jule Balls then.”

Severus was about to say something when suddenly the music stopped. The introduction dances would begin any second.

They both watched the ceremony, students entering the dance floor, arms linked. Once they were all positioned, the music started and they began their Jule Ball dance. Frida watched, noting that none of them seemed to have practised for this. They were all making mistakes, she felt she could barely watch this catastrophe of a dance.

Severus, next to her, must have thought the same thing. He looked as if he was watching the most disgusting thing he had ever seen. Frida needed to focus in order not to burst out laughing. As much as he tried to hide his feelings, which he could if he truly wanted to, sometimes he gave it all away in his face. Frida wondered if he was aware of the way he watched the students dance.

After the dance ended, the dance floor was free to use for everyone. Frida had emptied her wine glass by then,  as suddenly a colourful figure appeared in front of her.

“May I ask the beautiful lady for a dance?” Lockhart beamed a flashing smile, offering his hand to Frida. She eyed him, not sure how he got the impression that she would ever like to dance with him. Luckily, she didn’t need to answer.

“You may not. She is my dance partner for the night.” A voice cut through the awkward silence. Severus was standing next to her, glaring at Lockhart.

“Oh, surely you can spare her for a little dance. In fact, I am a perfectly skilled dancer and-“

“She. Is. Mine.” Severus moved to stand closer to Frida, linking arms with her. Frida couldn’t help the blush that crept into her face. She had never touched him before, not like this anyway. He felt so warm, she just wanted to press herself into him and hide in his cloak. The way he proclaimed that she was his made her stomach flutter. Was she? She would be if he wanted her to. Heck, she would be in an instant.

“I see.” Lockhart sighed.

“Well, should you get tired of dancing with Professor Snape, feel free to come to me.” He smirked, winking at Frida before scurrying away.

The way Snape looked after him, she swore he wanted him to fall over dead.

“Thank you.” She said quietly. She was hoping that if he didn’t notice he was still linking arms with her, he would never let go. Surprisingly, that didn’t seem to be his intention at all.

“Shall we dance then?” He asked, looking at the couples dancing to classical music. Frida couldn’t believe her ears. She didn’t want to waste any time as she eagerly nodded, smiling brightly.

“It would be my pleasure.”

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Severus hated this feeling. He hated the butterflies he felt in his stomach whenever Frida looked at him with these beautiful, intelligent eyes. He hated that he thought of her whenever she wasn’t near him. He hated that he used every excuse he could come up with to climb out of his dungeons and up the southern tower to where her office was and ask her for help. All this just so he could spend time with her. He hated how much he craved her, especially at night when he laid in his bed, lonely and touch starved. She didn’t know it, but she had invaded his mind in the span of just a few weeks.

And now he had her on his arm, guiding her towards the dance floor. How she came to choose him to spend her time with was unclear to him. His mind didn’t allow him to just enjoy it, to just accept that a wonderful being like herself could ever like him for who he was. And this was what he hated most about this whole situation. The fact he couldn’t allow himself to just enjoy her company for what it was.

But this night, seeing her in that beautiful black dress, looking at him with all these emotions in her eyes was the ending of him. He had to show her how he felt. If he couldn’t admit it verbally, he would show her physically. He owed that to himself, he thought. He also owed it to her, even if she didn’t feel the same, he had to make things clear between them.

They reached the dance floor. Severus guided her arms to rest on top of his shoulders while his slid down to her waist, holding her, feeling her. He looked into her eyes, asking for permission. If he should find any clue that this was not what she wanted, he would immediately let go of her. But there was no such thing. Instead, she pulled herself closer to him as they began to dance. Snape could feel the world around them disappear. He found himself lost in her eyes, mindlessly dancing as he wondered once again, how he deserved her.

As the music picked up, so did the two of them. Severus was a skilled dancer, and it turned out that Frida was just as skilled as him. They spun and swayed in harmony. He twirled her around, catching her in his arms, his cloak wrapped around her as if he was never going to let go. She smelled so good too.

They were smiling at each other and Severus caught himself enjoying this way more than he would usually allow himself to.

When the dance ended, both were breathing heavily. Severus held Frida in his arms, feeling her chest rise and fall against him.

“Would you like to leave?” He asked, still holding her in position. He had to ask before he would lose courage.

“Please.” She huffed.

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Frida was still in awe by the way they had just danced together, following the tall, dark figure up the stairs to the astronomy tower. She didn’t know what had happened, how he suddenly seemed to have given in to this.

“Sev, wait, I can’t go that fast!” She exclaimed, breathing heavily as he dragged her along, holding on to her hand. Immediately, he slowed his pace.

“I’m sorry.” He said sheepishly, looking at her as he waited for her to catch her breath.

They continued their way up until they finally reached the top of the tower. It was deserted, they were all alone up there, the frosty air tugging at Frida’s skin.

Severus noticed and gently wrapped his cloak around her shoulders, embracing her in a gentle hug. They looked out over the scenery, drenched in white moonlight. The sky was clear, bright stars shining down on them.

Frida’s heart felt like it was beating out of her chest, although she couldn’t tell if this was because of the seemingly endless number of stairs they just climbed, or the fact that the man she was craving so badly was holding her as if he would die if he let go.

They just stood there, entangled in each other’s arms as they watched the scenery.

“I have craved to hold you close for so long.” His voice cut through the silence around them. Frida looked up at him, remaining quiet as she listened to Severus.

“I want to make this clear. I want to show you how much you mean to me, how much I need you.” He sighed, meeting her eyes as he looked down at her. In this light, his beautiful features were even more apparent than usually. His eyes flicked to her lips, hands spreading out over her back. She could feel his thumb stroke over the bare skin on her back.

That was all it took for her to be sure of the way he felt towards her, the way she felt towards him. She looked down between them briefly before leaning up to close the distance between the two of them. She could feel the sigh of relief he released as they kissed in the moonlight. He pulled her closer, the kiss soon growing more heated as their lips parted. Frida wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling into the kiss.

“What’s so funny?” He asked, a content expression on his face.

“I think I fell for you the second you used Depulso in the Duelling Club.” She chuckled, gently resting her head against his chest. She could hear his heart beating softly through the fabric of his suit.

“I did it to impress you.” He admitted, placing soft kisses on the top of her head.

“You show-off.” She turned to look up again, their lips meeting once again.

[sinning-23]

Sleep Headcanons

Arcane simps lets gooooo

Sevika

-she doesn't get a lot of sleep (fucking thanks a lot Silco)

-when she does she make sure you're tucked close to her.

-hates sleeping on her mechanic arm because it makes a loud whirring noise

-likes slinging one arm over you, or having contact with you in some way

-please play with her hair, she got it pulled back 24/7 I know she got a headache from it

-talks in her sleep'

-snores

Silco

-bad bitches have sleep apnea

-rarely sleeps, because bad bitches also handle business

-can't seem to get comfortable when he sleeps so he's always tossing and turning.

-expect to wake up with him draped over the side of the bed somehow.

-will never admit that he sleeps like a fucking psycho and wears socks to bed

-has a skincare routine before he sleeps (I don't make the rules)

-quite literally "one eye open when I'm sleeping"

-has night terrors and won't tell you about it. Kinda hurts but you respect that you aren't on that level with him yet

Mel

-sleeps like a fucking vampire

-cannot sleep without drinking milk first

...weirdo shit

-either sleeps with the lights on or something playing

-goes to bed early like the bad bitch she is. Beauty sleep is essential

-sleeps naked

-fetal position

-for the love of gods don't wake her up unless you have a death wish

-also talks in her sleep

Vi

-big cuddler

-will probably roll over on top of you

-HEAVY sleeper

-will get upset about the blanket ratio

"you have more blanket than me! Look!"

-prefers to be the big spoon

-kisses your nose if you fall asleep first

-always has the ac blasting and it never bothers her but you're over there looking like frosty the god damn snowman

-yawns really loud for emphasis of how tired she is

Viktor

-AS STATED BEFORE...BAD! BITCHES! HANDLE! BUSINESS!

therefore he doesn't sleep much

-will make you drag him to bed

-puts up a fuss about nir needing sleep and something about 'science never sleeping'

-passes out as soon as he hits the pillow

-I feel like he wears a bonnet lmao I can't get that out my head

-also has a skincare routine. he doesn't do it often but when he does its serious business

I'm talking serums and oils and 4 different cleaners with 2 separate exfoliants

-always says "sweet dreams my love" and kisses your cheek

Vander

-SOUNDS LIKE A DAMN VOLCANO WHEN HE SNORES

-BOMBS IT SOUNDS LIKE BOMBS

-and then there's a long silence and you have to play the

"is he dead right now" game before he snores again

-loves to have you fall asleep on his chest

-can sleep without blankets, they always end up on the floor anyway since he kicks them off so much

-holds your hand when you fall asleep

-surprisingly light sleeper, he usually scared himself away with that fucking ANIMAL snoring

Jinx

-has nightmares

-doesn't like sleeping sometimes so she'll just stay awake for days

-"jinx please go to bed"

"nah

-when you can get her to lay down she clings to you

-loves being little spoon

-lots and lots and lots of pilloes and blankets

-talks a LOT in her sleep

"take the piza out the dishwasher "

"huh?...oh shes sleep"

Ekko

-can sleep almost anywhere

-sleeps on his stomach and gets mad when his chest hurts the next day from being compressed on it

-durag...need I say more? matching bonnets anyone?

-also snores but its very rare

-drools but won't admit it

"Okay then what is this? this big ass wet stop where your FACE is"

"I don't know what you're talking about. maybe it rained?"

"over your face? inside the room?

"yes"

-makes sure you have water by your side of the bed in case you get thirsty at 3 am.

[ink-and-dagger]

Ok, so I wanted to do a spotlight thing, because I have been terrible at reblogging new chapters of this fic and that's a travesty on my part. But I need to you all to understand how good it is and how obsessed I am.

WHY YOU SHOULD GO AND READ @x-amount-verbs’ A HELPING HAND IMMEDIATELY - A TedTalk

Tumblr Link || AO3 Link

It’s really fucking good [I’m gonna get more concise, but I had to get this one out the way first.]

Verby writes extremely viscerally. A lot of you have expressed that you like my writing for how it evokes real life emotions when reading. Well *points frantically* Verby is a literal master at this. You won’t get through a chapter without your heart and stomach and skin doing weird things.

The slow burn. My god. The sexual tension is to die for. It’s tight enough that you could whip out a bow and start playing Woodkid’s Guns For Hire.

You have multiple flavours of Silco. Bastard Silco. Cold Silco. Good Dad Silco. Soft Silco. Tease Silco. Powerful Silco. I’m certain there will be more to come. It’s a veritable banquet for any simp.

Their writing is immaculate. You know when some people just have a way with words? Yeah. The flow is pristine. Their vocabulary is incredible. Their descriptions are perfect. It’s such a treat to read.

Their reader character is wonderful. She’s relatable, and interesting, and extremely multi-faceted. Verby does a wonderful job of balancing all these aspects of her character, and her thought processes are a joy to read. She’s so funny. But her pain and anger is also extremely realistic and wonderfully managed.

The concept is incredible. I’m keeping this post very much spoiler free. But their short and sweet summary is all you need to know:

You saved his life; he saved your hand.

aka Physical Therapy: The Slow Burn.

Verby deals with difficult, gritty topics with grace. There are sensitive themes in this story regarding mental health and body shame and she handles it sensitively, but absolutely realistically. It’s painful to read at times, but in the best possible way - that only a writer and story teller at the top of their game could manage.

Honestly, I could probably go on and on, and continue breaking down all the reasons I love this fic into increasing more precise reasons until I’m like “look at this comma, wow” so I’ll stop now.

But all this to say that if you consider yourself a Silco Simp - A Helping Hand is required reading. And you’re only doing yourself a disservice by missing out.

Links to the fic at the top of this post. Rated M on AO3, but does contain some smutty moments and can be very suggestive at times. Even though I am recommending this story, it is your responsibility to check out any tags and warnings before deciding to read.

[simpfiles]

Okay but what are YOUR personal sfw/nsfw headcanons for Silco?

dude my silco is so boring lmao.

@eye-of-zaun mentioned that each banner could represent a member of the chem barons. if that's the case then i'd go a step further to say the symbol that sits above them is silco's. the way the s is shaped with the tendrils and circle in the middle makes it look like an eye. and we all know this dude has a thing for eye imagery.

everyone calls this man touch starved but he seems just fine touching himself. i am referring to the fact that he is always touching his face. if acne was a thing in league (doesn't look like it considering even the dirtiest of zaunites have flawless pours) silco would have had a major case of it as a teen.

probably picks at his scabs. not excessively but like, he can tell the scab is almost healed so he tries to hurry it along the way and it just ends up tearing skin again.

never had a pear in his life.

silco doesn't bat an eye to child labor because he was one himself. it's just something that happens in the undercity. also, call me a simp who's giving him far too much credit but i'd like to think that he's paying those kids.

obligatory 'silco is a villain and bad person' blah blah blah but also, he is honest to the core about his end goal. he wants the citizens of zaun to experience the same opportunities and respect that topside gets handed on a silver platter. so yeah. i'm saying this man paid those children.

unrelated note but modern silco would tip over 20%.

modern silco only pays with cash or checks. he hates credit cards.

i have 100 modern silco hcs. and 1000 other aus silco hcs that contradict themselves but one hc that will stay constant is that he has never had a pear in his life.

silco respects those who help themselves. when he says "[power] comes to those who will do anything to achieve it" i believe he doesn't mean become reliant on others or a drug to give yourself the illusion of power but that he fosters unbound ambition. because that is what zaun is to him. broken people who refuse to let their lot in life define them.

speaking of lot in life. silco doesn’t buy his clothes from piltover. he doesn’t try to mimic piltover’s fashion either. he is a proud zaun man through and through. he buys from zaun and supports zaun.

massive hoarder.

i'm obsessed with the fact that he doesn't curse in canon. and we can't even say that it's an act because we've seen him let loose and drop all pretense. whether he's alone or in the middle of making a horrible decision (ie the dinner party scene) he doesn't use colored language.

which makes me think his dirty talk is vastly different from the average generic lines that come from a porno. make no mistake, he talks dirty. with a voice like that how could he not? but his word choice is distinct and idiomatic.

he draws out his words. always starting with a command "shhhh. listen." he wants your full attention. to know that you're clinging to his words.

he is explicated in his expectations. “get on your knees and wait.” “stand and strip slowly.” “spread your legs and beg.” he wants to say more, those vulgar thoughts that swirl around his head when you look at him with eyes that make his blood race, but--- it takes him out.

here's part of a fic that never made it in the final draft: he’s uncut, a common occurrence among zaunites, with an impossibly long cock (another side effect of shimmer, perhaps?) that keeps sinking into you, until his hips are flush against yours.

would hate to be called daddy. i know it's the fandom's bread and butter it disgusts him. call him sir. call him mister. hell call him sweetie pie sugar hun baby. anything is better than his dick shrinking further into its turtleneck when you call him daddy during sex. side note: he really doesn't care pet names.

king of foreplay. he loves teasing others because he's a little shit.

he makes so much damn noise! his moans are sporadic and uncontrollable. everything about him is near uncontrollable when he gets into it, neither gentle or slow, he's chasing an end and his partner is just the means.

[thedreamlessnights]

Since you asked me these questions, I am curious to know your answers to them too :D

Favourite Movie

Least Favourite Movie

A Hobby You Want to Take Up

How You Got Into Arcane

😭😭❤️❤️ thank you so much for the ask!!

my favorite movie… agh there are too many. but if i’m looking at like how much they influenced me? it’s a wonderful life. makes me sob every time. it’s a beautiful movie abt life… i’m not even religious but aside from that it really makes you reconsider everything in a positive way. it’s gotten me out of endless depressive episodes. i also really really love everything, everywhere, all at once for the same reasons + the creativity! it tackles nihilistic depression and influenced me in such a positive way! and then…. so many other movies are my favorites too!

my least favorite movie,, take this with an absolute grain of salt bc if i’m not enjoying movies i turn them off. so… i haven’t really seen many bad movies. but i’d say the third hobbit movie?

it’s not like. terrible or anything but i have adhd and it was SO stretched out and overdramatic that it felt painful to watch. it was such a long film and i was in the movie theater with my family so i couldn’t leave or turn it off and it got to a point where i was just bored and restless.

again, not bad, but i think they tried to make the hobbit like lord of the rings, which it isn’t. one book of content vs three books of content is very different- for the hobbit they stretched everything out and i wish they’d done just one or two movies instead of three 🤷

a hobby i want to take up? there are so many. knitting and sewing and learning a new instrument. ray chen’s playing in arcane really made me want to learn violin but… damn that level of playing is almost unattainable. still, i’d love to learn one day!

how i got into arcane: already talked abt this a bit but wanted to expand on it! my sisters got really into the show originally and were telling me how amazing it was, so that definitely piqued my interest, but i just… i knew deep inside that if i were to watch it i would immediately hyperfixate.

i was at the tail end of another hyperfixation but just wanted to hold on a little longer. i started getting tiktoks of the show on my fyp - the first one was a compilation of viktor’s ehhh moments and i was like 👀👀 “who is this?” but then the top comment was “i wanna hear him whimper” and i got scared and clicked away. i now see that this was a coward’s move.

then i got the jayce scene with ambessa and i was like… what the? and then like ten minutes after that was a tiktok of a silco cosplayer lipsyncing to a silco audio. and as soon as i heard silco’s voice i went “oh im gonna hyperfixate on HIM!”

and then i proceeded to immediately hyperfixate on viktor and a bit after, jayce. sjsjjss. i truly don’t think silco even had a chance compared to them- i’ve never hyperfixated so quickly. by the time i was done with episode two i was reading viktor fic. and my life was changed.

i truly do understand the appeal behind silco and i respect silco simps so much but for some reason it just… never fully clicked? but who knows. maybe one day i will have an awakening

[chickenparm]

First "Drink With Me" turned me into a Silco simp, fine, okay, I'm used to simping for trash goblins. This is fine. But I found your Viktor stash and he's too pure, everything hurts, HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME

drink with me is not my monkey so it doesn't belong to my circus, but i am also obsessed with that story.

viktor is the little treat i have sometimes but silco is my real #1 stunna, my zaddy, my big poppa, my ride or die, my- okay sorry

[riza-hawks-eye]

I am a Silco simp and I love his father-daughter relationship with Jinx but I also have a good relationship with my dad.

Idk what to tell you Arcane fandom I’m sorry.

[somethingthatsaysbubbles]

I posted 11,572 times in 2022

That's 8,618 more posts than 2021!

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I tagged 208 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 92 characters

#this request was on my brain so hard i hope anon can forgive me for switching it up a little

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

10 Fandoms 10 Characters 10 Tags

Thank you @raemoriendi for the tag! 🖤 Way more than 10 characters, so I apologize, but I’m also not sorry.

Coral Island - Pablo. It’s a fandom of maybe like three people, so is it really a fandom? Probably not, but I’m here thirsting after the cute blacksmith anyway. Come into my house, and kiss me about it. 

@morvantmortuary - Maxi, Hex, and Rora. (Make me choose, I dare you.) If the Morvants have a million fans, I am one of them. If the Morvants have ten fans, I am one of them. If the Morvants have only one fan, that is me. If the Morvants have no fans, that means I’m dead. If the world is against the Morvants, I am against the world. Is this a fandom? It is in my heart, and that’s what matters. 

MCU - Baron Helmut Zemo. Don’t talk to me about Thunderbolts, I’m angy.

The Alienist - Laszlo Kreizler. Love of my life. Instant joy. I wrote a fanfic about him. It was pretty good.

MCU - Jack Russell from Werewolf by Night. I’ve only had this man for 53 minutes, but if anything happened to him I’d burn Marvel to the ground. (I wanna write something for him, but with what free time? Let’s be honest.)

The Addams Family - Morticia and Gomez Addams. Chillest fandom ever. We all just see the Addamses and collectively say “Yeah, I’ll reblog that.” Beautiful. (Legally, I can’t choose between them. Those are my parents.)

The Sandman - Dream of the Endless. I just think he’s neat.

Star Wars - Cassian Andor. I’m not super involved in the fandom, but like I’m still a massive Star Wars nerd. I even went to Galaxy’s Edge, disneybounding as Darth Maul/a generic Sith. (Check out my Instragram somethingthatsaysbubbles for proof.)

Arcane - Viktor. I need Season 2. I need it. Viktor is a comfort character, don’t ask me why. It says nothing about who I am as a person. I promise.

The Batman - Paul Dano’s Riddler. He’s disgusting and vile and pathetic, and I love him.

Bonus: Stranger Things - Eddie Munson. If you know, you know. 🖤

10 tags. No pressure:

@burritoni @lorna-d-m @trelaney @rosemaremembrance @maximoffwxnda @bruhlsbees @lightinthedarkuniverse @spookyspiderboiii @scuttle-buttle @eldritchcircus and anyone else who’s interested!

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#4

I HOPE SILCO DOSENT BECOME A HYPERFIXATION I SWEAR BEACUSE I AM NOW A SILCO AND DANILE BEUHL SIMP

This reply is so fucking late, and I'm so sorry <3 Forgive me, for I have sinned, but, boy howdy, I hope you are sinning. I'm not a Silco simp, but you have every right to be. Live your best life, bestie.

8 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

#3

That feel when you have a GI appointment tomorrow (after 4 months of waiting), and the referral department cancels it because the GI department needs time to review your paperwork because your insurance changed, even though everything else is the same...If you need me, I’ll just be over here... 

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#2

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My #1 post of 2022

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Thanks for the tag @morvantmortuary

no-pressure tags: @trelaney @bigtiddythanos @rosemaremembrance @maximoffwxnda @lorna-d-m @scuttle-buttle @jmathesonandsiblings and/or @lightinthedarkuniverse @norabrice1701 @eldritchcircus and anyone else who wants to!! 🖤

[insult-2-injury]

The perfume ficlet?! I’m giving you a standing ovation rn😭 Seriously love your writing and absolutely devour all of your silco content! And simp silco.. well now I know exactly how I feel about that🥵🥵

Oh goodness golly gee, thank you so much!! I really needed a little boost today and this put such a big grinner on my face when I woke up this morning 😁 I am really, really glad you liked my pervy little ficlet heheheh (seth rogan laugh), and thank you for supporting my other writing as well! It honestly means so much to me when people reach out, so here take my entire heart nonny-poo ❤️

I also can’t get enough of the idea of a grown man being reverted briefly back to his teenage pillow-humping years just by the smell of reader 👀 I’m glad I’m not the only one who would still thirst after creep!perv!nastylilweirdo!Silco. Thank you again, lovely human ❤️

[sweatandwoe]

Just discovered secret ingredients on ao3!! I finished arcane recently and was reading some viktor/reader fics but came across secret ingredient. I kinda liked silco but now I am a full on simp after reading secret ingredient. Glad to know chapter 17 isnt the last! I scrolled tumblr but is there a reason updates have slowed? I saw that during winter the updates were several days apart and the last two have been monthly. I will be waiting on more POVs. Thanks for the content ♥️♥️♥️

I'm glad you liked Secret Ingredient! It always makes me happy to hear that it was helpful in converting someone into a Silco simp.

And main reason is I had some personal stuff happen earlier in the year, and a bit of burnt out from updating the chapters constantly. Also the chapters started to get longer and longer. Like chapter 15 was around 6.5k words, and the last two chapters were around 11k each.

I will hopefully have another update out on Monday, but I won't make any promises on it cause work is very draining.

[yuria1]

Ok i think i have ascended to new levels of simp with this guy, i have never simped as hard for anyone than i do for this toxic ratman like pls even him killing me will be a blessing at this point

Ughh smoke into my mouth . Blow a ring and i'll suck it up istg😩👌

Like why is everything he does so fucking suave like pls even him looking in my general direction will bring me to my knees

Omg i cant even- i would literally beg him to fuck me right then and there i dont care if he brought me there for business, as punishment for not paying up for something, or whatever it is. If i see him i'm gone. My brain is mush. He could very well kill me afterwards for the audacity of what i'm asking but i'd still ask. Let him kill me, at least he looked at me like this i'd die happy.

He'd be so done with me but if i somehow got under his employment like fuck it i'd try to compliment him whenever i can on whatever i can. He holdin a sigarette? Compliment his pretty, long fingers. Looking to the right? Compliment his side profile. I'd compliment his arms, wrists, legs, shoulders, scar(obviously), eyes (either or both), hecc even his ass (and if by some miracle i haven't been killed yet i probably would then lmao) and i'd love every second of it.

He'd probably (and hopefully) take notice of me not kidding very fast and if he hasn't killed me i assume either doesn't mind or is into it as well and either would be fine tbh.. but the last is preferred ofc~

Alskd but me being the simp i am i would definetly jump in front of him before any danger could befall him during fights or scuffles and if he got even a little attached to me he'd berate me for it (which i'd love) like yes for you i'd be anything lmao

Thats probably also why i'd ask again at that point with him hopefully saying yes XD although he'd definetly look at me weird. Like "seriously? Is this woman still going on about that?" Has she seen my eye?

Alskdk but look at him you cannot not want to idk what he's going on about but i actually prefer him without the concealer and i'd tell him as such.

Like ugh even when chocked he is way too hot 😩✋ whats wrong with me. If this wasn't a trauma point for him i'd choke him very lovingly any day.. hecc maybe i still will if he somehow turned the trauma into a weird form of kink

But silco dying though, i would not let that happen at all. Like i'd probably find a way to bring him to a doctor or something and try and save his life lmao..

And my brain still refuses to believe this scene happened at all btw XD. Like in my head jinx just went back, found that her bullets didn't leave him that wounded, just knocked tf out from bloodloss, but still alive. And she'd just rush him to singed's like he'd done for her once. . Yeah i'm in denial and i can't get up. But what can u do ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyhow that was my weirdly long TED-talk on how much i simp for silco. Thank you for listening and i'm sorry for anyone actually reading this far lmao i've made this way too long