#and vi just feel. so alone

[artemisaed]

[thenationofzaun]

"Ekko lost everything in the end, his ideal timeline, his girlfriend, his mentor. He saved the world but was left with nothing😭"

The Firelights: ...

[bixels]

The more I think about it, the more I question Arcane S2's politics and themes, which were so foundational to S1. Like, a tiny example [SPOILERS AHEAD]:

Singed wins. He gets exactly what he wants in the end. All his "efforts" are rewarded. What does that say about people who share his ideology of eugenics? He is the source of nearly every horrible thing and conflict that happened (Shimmer, the factory deaths, Jinx, Vander as Warwick, the corruption of Viktor), and he gets a happier ending than any other character. Not even a 'he got what he wanted but he has become completely unrecognizable/monstrous to his daughter' tag at the end. You can say they're setting him up and need to open his daughter to future shows, but the way you end a character's story says something about what you think about that character. What does it say when the eugenicist war criminal gets the happy ending he doesn't deserve?

[mcytegg]

derap no longer wants to join the sticklers!! he doesnt see a point anymore, bc even though he trusts and likes them, he is no longer as lonely as he once was. he no longer feels like an enemy of the server, so he doesnt feel the need to join their team to try and fit in nd "prove himself", so to speak.

[yannisdesk]

i am getting sick of seeing the yaoi stans (both the men and the fujoshis) coming under every caitvi and timebomb post hating on them and/or claiming that jayvik is somehow a better ship.

[catravandece]

vi and jayce wont ever get to be siblings in law :((((((

[wowifinallywatched]

Hoffman's really out here showing us his secret Pa-Strahm-i recipe

[whimsical-sonic]

i mentioned in the oc q&a that sting does contracted work for a former gun researcher by the name of taz nocturn. let's get into that!

pictured from left to right: dr. nocturn (she/her), vi the caracal (they/them), and sting himself

to explain why sting's working for taz, i need to explain a bit of what's going on with her. long story short, taz left gun to pursue what started as a pet project. she's been experimenting with chaos energy, studying how it interacts with the organic and inorganic, all with an ulterior motive in mind. her research is completely secret. so secret, in fact, that her lab is an abandoned subway system that had been repurposed to suit her needs

vi is taz's assistant. with taz's permission, vi hired sting, having learned about him via a newspaper ad (where he was promoting his services, he was a little desperate for cash). taz and her scientists don't usually leave the subway, and vi can only travel so far...sting is the one they rely on to get them new equipment, new material, new intel. sting is also the person they contact to help them, uh, find participants for their experiments

sting does not know what it is they're testing for nor do the scientists want him to know, can't let anyone on the outside know what it is they're researching. he gets paid well enough to not question it, but he can't help but get a little curious...

in terms of interactions, almost all work-related meetings are with vi. sting has only spoken to taz...maybe about 2 times? 3? taz doesn't really leave her research. she appreciates that sting isn't one for small talk, and he appreciates that she gets right to the point

during the events of my fanstory, a certain blue hedgehog and two-tailed fox start snooping a bit too close to the lab, assuming that eggman is up to something (fair assumption). not wanting to risk discovery, vi called upon sting to go deal with them

if this interests you, please consider voting for sting! 🦂 vote for him here 🦂

if you want to learn more about him, check out his socs2 tag here!

@sonic-oc-showdown

[starlooove]

Anyways nothing in the show made me cry till seeing ekko and Mel sitting there alone and it doesn’t even have to do with powder and Jayce it’s the fact that they have to get up the next day its exhausting like there’s so much work to do.

[glacialheart]

i have an idea

[sysig]

Those quick-jumps out of prison leave something to be desired... (P1 | P2 | P3) (Patreon)

[kumeko]

A/N: For the @geasszine! These two would have such a hard time with each other after it all, seeing their regrets in the other, feeling their guilt on the current situation, and very “I should be paying this price but you shouldn’t”.

I also really wanted to write about Euphie/Suzaku but that would be going full AU territory XD I had to settle with just mentioning her. They’re my Sakura/Syaoran in another universe

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Nunnally wasn’t one to shirk her duties. She never had done so before her brother had declared war on their father, and she certainly wouldn’t now after the blood and tears it had taken for her to become Empress. Regardless if it were menial paperwork or enduring the dismissive attitudes of her political aides, she wore her best smile as she handled her empire.

It was the only way she could look in the mirror without feeling guilt for surviving when her siblings hadn’t.

Still, she was only human. Staring at the document on her desk, it was hard for even her to keep her smile. A two-week festival marking the one-year anniversary of her coronation, an event celebrating the fall of the Demon Emperor.

Her fingers trembled as she touched the paper. A year wasn’t long enough to heal all wounds and her own still felt fresh. In another year, Nunnally would be the same age as Lelouch when all of this had started. In two, she would surpass him entirely.

And now she had to stamp a paper cementing his memory as a monster into the minds of her people.

Her hand clenched, crinkling the document.

“Your Majesty?” From across the room, Zero turned his head away from the window to her. Ever the guard, his posture was stiff, ready to spring into action even in the relative safety of her study.

Nunnally bit her lip. No, not Zero. Suzaku. At the very least, in her mind, she refused to kill her old friend. There would be one person who would know and acknowledge his sacrifice, even if she could never speak of it.

“It’s fine,” Nunnally said, trying and failing to keep her smile. Taking a deep breath, she smoothened the document. The creases remained. “Schneizel won’t like that.”

Not buying her excuses, Suzaku crossed over. The concern in his voice was more prominent now. “What is the matter?”

Even his speech was formal these days. It was almost enough to make her cry. They were the only ones who knew each other, who knew the truth, and even then, there was a wall between them. “It’s been a year.”

“Ah.” Suzaku was quick on the uptake. He gently squeezed her hand as he scanned the document. “A festival?”

“Yes, Schneizel organized it.” Perhaps that was the worst part of it all: her older brother had cheerfully and proudly set this up. Even if she wanted to talk about the past, about simpler times, Cornelia was still venomous from Euphy’s death and Schneizel didn’t care to reminisce.

There was something lonely about the fact that the only one she could talk to about Lelouch was a man who refused to remove his mask.

“You do not have to attend,” Suzaku suggested kindly.

“No.” Nunnally shook her head. “The people will wonder otherwise and I…I cannot let his work go to waste.” She bowed her head slightly, her shoulders heavy. “I just wish…I wanted to buy flowers but…there is nowhere to send them.”

There was no grave for Lelouch; it would have been vandalized, his body dug up and defiled. Euphemia’s grave had been destroyed along with Pendragon and most of their siblings. The only marker she could send lilies to was Shirley’s.

Suzaku’s breath hitched. “The school,” he said after a moment.

Nunnally softened, glancing at one of the photos on her desk. One of the only photos surviving of their time at the student council. She reached out, her fingers brushing her brother’s smiling image, his arm casually slung over Suzaku’s shoulders. Perhaps that had been the happiest time for him, before there had been no going back. “Yes, you’re right. He would have liked that.”

“Perhaps the clubroom,” Suzaku added softly.

"Yes.” Nunnally reached out, grabbing his hand. “And for Euphemia?”

He flinched. Despite the years, some wounds did not heal. “That…” Suzaku averted his gaze, his hand trembling. “You should decide.”

“I am not the only one who mourns her,” she said softly. “She would have wanted you to choose.”

“Zero is the reason she is dead,” Suzaku replied quietly.

“You didn’t do that.” Nunnally gritted her teeth. There were so few things left that could make her angry and most of them were concentrated on the man in front of her. Neither Zero nor Suzaku, neither dead nor alive, her constant companion straddled two worlds and she was tired of it.

She didn’t want to mourn one more person, especially if she saw that person on a daily basis.

“Despite what the world thinks, you aren’t dead,” Nunnally ground out, trying to keep her ire out of her voice. “You don’t have to act like you are! At least not here, not when it’s just you and me.”

Suzaku tried to pull his hand free, and she dug her nails in. “Your Majesty—," he started.

“Nunnally,” she corrected firmly. “We’re alone. Please, just call me by my name, Suzaku. Like you used to.”

He breathed in sharply before double-checking their surroundings. “You do not know who is listening.”

“You personally secured this room,” she reminded him, finally letting go of his hand. The walls were thick, the door solid wood, and the only ones who could enter were the two of them. “Please, take off your mask. You don’t always have to be Zero.”

Suzaku stepped back, his hands fisted. “I must. That is my penance.”

For what, Nunnally didn’t ask. There was too much blood on both of their hands to ask such a naïve question. In all the ways that mattered, Suzaku both was and wasn’t the boy she used to know, the kid that squabbled with her brother and took his oaths far too seriously. The one that always smiled when he met her, the one who got bitten by cats and felt too much for those he cared for. His innocence had disappeared with the soft click of a gun.

It was just as well. Nunnally both was and wasn’t the girl she used to be either, the girl who could only cry and follow her siblings. Even here, even now, she was still chasing Lelouch’s and Euphemia’s shadows. Her life wasn’t her own to live, it hadn’t been since she’d asked for the trigger to a bomb.

Too much had happened for them to go back to who they used to be.

“And what about my penance?” she asked, her eyes meeting his. “Is suffering the only way to atone?”

“No,” he replied sharply. Then, gentler, “No.”

Nunnally’s eyes stung, her throat burned. There was a secret she couldn’t share with anyone, not even Suzaku, and it was this: she hated her brother. Not once had he brought her into his plans, not once had he given her a choice in the matter. Whether it was to destroy Britannia or himself, all she could do was watch from the sidelines.

Maybe she could have saved him.

Maybe she could have died with him.

Yet, here she was, alone with feelings she couldn’t do anything about. There was no one left to yell at, no one to take her anger out on. Lelouch was dead and the dead couldn’t hear the wails of the survivors no matter how loud she was.

She refused to allow Suzaku to do the same.

“Then why must you?” she shouted, unable to rein in her anger. Her helplessness. “Lelouch told you to be Zero. That doesn’t mean you can’t be Suzaku too. At least not here.” Nunnally’s hands clenched on her wheelchair’s arms, and she bit her cheek to keep herself from crying. Her voice still broke. “At least not with me.”

“That…” Suzaku reached up to touch his mask, his fingers pressing against the left side. Nunnally could almost see the bloody fingerprints Lelouch had left behind, the last wound he had left on Suzaku. “That is not something I deserve.”

“Then what do I deserve?” Nunnally asked, her voice wobbly as she furiously blinked back her tears. “You’re not the only one who killed.”

Suzaku fell silent, unable to refute, unable to agree.

In the end, they both had their cross to bear, their ghosts to appease. Nunnally pressed a button on her wheelchair and rolled over toward him. Clasping his hand between hers, she tried again. “We both have a lot to make up for. But…this suffering. This refusal to allow ourselves to be happy—it won’t help anyone. Lelouch wouldn’t have wanted that. Euphy wouldn’t have liked that.” She squeezed his hand and whispered, “I’m tired of living with ghosts. Please don’t be one of them too.”

There was a long silence and her heart dropped. Perhaps, in the end, her words weren’t enough. She wasn’t enough. Suzaku had always taken it on himself—

Suzaku squeezed back, breaking her thoughts. “Sometimes, I think I have forgotten how to live otherwise. It is hard. But…” He reached up with his other hand and took off the mask. Nunnally hadn’t seen his face in over a year but the familiarity of it made her ache and this time she didn’t stop her tears. “I’ll try, Nunnally.”

“That’s all I wanted,” she replied softly.

[vampiromano]

"why are you defensive all the time" maybe because you married a violent guy who's incapable of holding a conversation and expect me to just, like, accept him because you did and because he pays and gifts me stuff between tantrums.

and also maybe because there's always a 50/50 chance he'll try to hit the dogs HE asked for because they bark at nothing. and a 50/50 chance he'll treat me or my brother like shit only to then act like the victim when i tell him to shut the fuck up and kill himself. AND YOU'LL TAKE HIS SIDE LIKE AN IDIOT.

anyway can you imagine. buying a small a dog and it BARKING? never seen that before. never fucking imagined that a DOG would BARK. clearly that's reason enough to 50/50 hit it or shout like a little bitch. oh it threw up????? and i have to clean it???? the DOG that i WANTED is FILTHY and i have to DO SOMETHING that'll take me TWO MINUTES??? clearly i must ruin everyone's day about it. since dogs are famously clean creatures who clean after themselves and I didn't ask for them ever, so this is not my responsibility at all ever.

[kitty-meowskers]

when will the lock in days come?? after exam week?? when im supposed to chill????

[seilon]

well I finished it. you know someone in one of my classes the other day was talking about how the final edit of this show cut out a fair amount of content for the sake of sticking to netflix’s time limit and how you can kind of just Feel that void when you watch it. and i understand now

[roastedoatmilk]

Arcane Women Strap Hcs

characters: sevika, vi, caitlyn, mel, ambessa

A/N barely proofread sorry, also my first time writing for arcane please be kind 🙈 i hope y’all enjoy lmk your thoughts :)

Sevika

first things first she has a dark purple strap i’m talking almost the same color that shimmer is and boy does she know how to use it

whenever she pulls the strap out be prepared to not be able to walk the next day

she prefers to fuck you in missionary but if she had to choose a different position it would be fucking you from the bottom, she just loves to be able to see your face while she pleasures you

her strap game is DIABOLICAL, she always makes sure to hit that spot inside you that makes you let out a squeal and causes your toes to curl

honestly she could just cum from fucking you alone but if you feel up to it once she’s done with you she loves when you eat her out after

“that’s it baby, you’re taking me so well just a little more”

Vi

vi screams black strap to me like it just makes sense

she prefers to fuck you slow and DEEP, i’m talking girly lifts your hips off the bed and grips them so hard that you can feel bruises form

shes so cocky about it too like she knows she’s good

vi’s another one that could cum from pleasuring you alone and 9/10 times she does, however the one time she doesn’t she will literally sit on your face once you’re well enough to take care of her

“that feel good pretty girl ? yeah i know it does, you’re always so good for me”

Caitlyn

dark blue strap sorry yall i don’t make the rules

caitlyn loves when you’re on top and she’s fucking you from below

she revels in the sight of you falling apart above her while she’s gripping your hips guiding you

she’s 100% a brat tamer and you can’t tell me any different

“oh darling is it too much ? you shouldn’t have behaved like that if you didn’t want me to fuck you like this”

Mel

HEAR YE HEAR YE she has a gold strap idc idc

mel also likes it when you’re on top however she prefers to gently guide your movements while she praises you

don’t let that mislead you tho shes a HUGE tease

she can and will make you edge yourself until you’re literally crying begging her to let you cum

“ my love you look so beautiful when you ask nicely like that, go ahead and take what you need”

Ambessa

ruby red strap that’s all imma say

the cruelest of the bunch, she’s not afraid to leave you dry while she takes what she needs

another brat tamer yall you love to see it

she doesn’t make love she FUCKS, be prepared to constantly be buying new headboards

she makes you suck on her strap NEXTTTTT

“sweet girl did you think i’m finished with you ? no no we aren’t done until you can’t remember anything but my name”