#arcane parallel powder

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Parallel Powder Masterlist

Found You Earlier

-when Powder finds reader crying, she listens to her struggles and brings comfort.

(established relationship.)

Classic You

-when reader wakes up screaming, Powder helps her out.

(established relationship.)

Ghosts Like That

-when reader finds herself back in memories she would rather forget, Powder helps her back to the present.

(established relationship.)

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS S1EP1 ↔ S2EP9 (2021-2024) ↳ "I think the cycle only ends when you find the will to walk away."

[pheracy]

Jinx's traces of make up after she has cried looks like Vi's face tattoo but backwards and they both have it in their left cheek.

Besides, her final look and outfit resembles her sister's in S1 and S2. The bandages covering her chest and the new hairstyle with the shaved undercut on the same side is also similar to Vi's.

After all it seems like Vi and Powder cannot coexist in the same timeline or dimension. When Powder lives, Violet doesn't. When Vi lives, Jinx decides not to. "Always with you, sis".

The parallels, the attention to detail and the design for each character in Arcane is insane. I can't believe this amazing series is over. I'm gonna miss these sisters like they were my relatives.

[navvka]

this parallel drives me crazy

[molinaesque]

But I got something going now. A friend. And I don't wanna mess it up. Maybe that's what I was like for you.

[mentally-ill-for-bes]

So funny Viktor chooses to present himself to Jayce as a white-golden robot (considering it is shown he could possess one of his followers) despite his representative colors being purple and blue (during s2 arc 1 and arc 2 and as the Herald Machine). But for the very specific purpose of convincing Jayce to join him, he's represented in the colors associated with Mel. Literally CATWALKING into the room, which is an action associated with Mel too

[thenationofzaun]

1 x 3 : The Base Violence Necessary for Change

1 x 9 : The Monster You Created

[browneyesbloodyknuckles]

Also sorry I can’t get over the fact that Isha, a child, saw this horrible thing happening to her new found family and in the span of a few seconds decided she was willing to die for them. Not even in a reckless “throwing myself into harm” kind of way but a resolute, purposeful, “this will kill me but it means they live”. Fuck man. Fuck. She’s a baby. She watches bug fighting matches and dyes her hair blue and tried so hard to emulate the person she saw as her hero. She knew she would die and she smiled anyways. Fuck.

[spacecatlivesonthemoon]

Jinx hugging isha the same way vi used to hug her 

[chaotic-neutral-toga]

oh,,, vi's pose when cait leaves her.... is the fucking same.... as powder when vi left her.. .

On the knees, hands clutching the stomach, crying and looking at the person leaving.... yep okay yeah I'm 🙂

[xthecaptainssaviorx]

ARCANE (2021-2024) 1.01 "Welcome to the Playground" vs 2.08 "Killing Is a Cycle"

Powder / Jinx looking at the gemstone

[citylightsthings]

I think the cycle only ends when you find the will to walk away.

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS (2021-2024)

[wavesofyears]

ARCANE S2 SPOILERS!!! The Fact That the Bomb Jinx Tried to Use on Herself is a Monkey, Just Like the One That Killed Milo & Claggor…

It even shares the skull design of the original. Like… EXACTLY. If you look closely, the strokes are identical. That small scuff on the one tooth, the length of the dark inner corners of its eyes, it is a perfect copy. Which leads me suspect it is not a copy at all.

We see after the explosion that the head of the explosive is still in tact. Jinx must have gone back to the scene after everything that happened and retrieved it. Meaning she has been holding on to the remnants of the bomb that killed her family and ruined her life ever since. Just like she has clung on to her guilt. Eventually attempting to use it to punish herself in the most conclusive way possible.

The monkey bomb that killed Milo and Claggor has eyelids pointing down at the centre. An angry expression.

But the one Jinx was planning to use on herself has eyes downturned at the ends, a sadder expression.

The juxtaposition is symbolic of the circumstances surrounding the use and result of each explosive.

The first bomb was used out of determination, Powder’s intent to protect and save her family. But, evidently, it ended up killing them instead. She is devastated and furious at what happened. At how Vi left her. When she is being held by Silco at the end of the episode, she wears the same expression as the first explosive, and her eyes, for a split second, flash that same red.

The second bomb was used out of resignation. Jinx was ready to take her own life because she thought that was the best thing to do. What would help everyone. Much like her motivations for using the first. When Ekko interrupts her, she is not mad. Instead, she’s simply numb, sad, and tired. Her eyes are droopy like that of the monkey’s as she prepares to and initially sets off the explosive, and after Ekko stops her as well. The eyes of the monkey are more of a pinky-purple, much like Jinx’s after being revived using Shimmer.

Originally, I was going to make this a post about the representation of characters and Jinx’s relationship with them through the colours decorating her inventions, but then I noticed this and just had to rant.

Anyway, I think it is a devastating detail, but one that once again proves just how talented and dedicated the team behind Arcane is. I think the fandom will be uncovering parallels like this for decades and there would still be more left undiscovered.

[the-dragon-hearted]

Part 1

There is a universe, somehow, where everything aligned just perfectly and left four desperate children on Silco's doorstep. A universe where Piltover is just a bit more ruthless: where Vander's connections aren't trustworthy and where his foolish sentimentality wins.

Vander's arrested, in Vi's place. He's so proud of her for trying to do the right thing - but he'll not make a sacrifice out of Felicia's daughter. The violence in the streets has to stop and Piltover won't stop until it has someone to blame for the theft. So the Hound becomes a sacrificial lamb.

But remember, his agreements are flimsier, and the trust between enforcer and undercity is as thin as the razor blade Mylo keeps in his pocket. The gold-trimmed enforcers aren't happy with a Hound dressed in wool - they want the girl. The one Jayce identified. Some pink-haired snot-nosed filthy brat. The thief. The terrorist.

They labeled her a terrorist: Vi. For a near-harmless explosion in a district she would've been beaten in, just for the grime in her hair.

And the Hound won't have that.

For the second time in his life, Vander's knuckles are stained with enforcer blood and the undercity begins to burn. Vi's next to him, eager to fight, but scared. She's just a kid after all. Always eager. Always scared.

Claggor, Mylo, and Powder come running as they limp back to the Last Drop. Powder's too busy crying into Vi's shirt to pay much attention to the screams outside. Reinforcements are just a few minutes away. The rats of the undercity retreat to spare themselves from the brutality beneath an enforcer's heel and the streets grow quieter and quieter. They all know how to slip away when the time demands it, but this is more than sneaking through the sewers and waiting for the storm to pass.

The enforcers, the council, Piltover: they'll keep coming. The blood on Vander and Vi's hands ensures that much. And they don't want him -

He looks to where Vi is hugging Powder back, a: "Sorry Powpow," being breathed. "Didn't mean to scare you -"

He can't let that happen. He can make himself the bigger problem - the biggest threat and that will buy the kids time and give those rich bastards a victory.

But then... it'll just be them.

Claggor's strong, Mylo's sly, Powder's clever, and Vi is brave. They're all tough as nails and they'll make it. At least until this underbelly starts ripping itself around. Vander's a smart man who knows what will happen in his absence, the cannibalistic tendencies of desperate people who need scapegoats.

And Vi's already willing to play the martyr. She proved that much. No, if he leaves he needs to leave them with something. Anything. Something that's as willing to fight for their future as...

That's when he gets the terrible idea. Right around the same time he hears the tell-tale racket of enforcers running down cobblestone. He grabs a bar napkin, and Claggor bars the door. He fumbles messily around for a piece of graphite or a damned pen.

Vi pushes Powder behind her and grabs a half-empty bottle from a table. There's a shatter as she arms herself with razor glass. These kids are well versed at making weapons, they have to be.

They'll only get better at it if he finishes this note. He's signing their lives away to a different demon. There's no guarantee they'll live long enough to give him the note. It's a terrible idea -

"I'll never betray Zaun's children"

Powder's climbing behind the bar with him, clinging to his leg. Mylo climbs over the other side, fiddling with a collection of rusty steak knives. Claggor's grabbed a chair and broke it, two wooden beams in either hand.

Suffocating in the streets is better than dying on a bridge.

"Take this," he gives it to Vi before slipping on his knuckles. "Find Silco. Ask around, and he'll find you."

"What?" it's a challenge from her. She's ready to fight to keep what she has.

She doesn't realize that every fight comes with a loss. And eventually, it's going to take everything from her. Once you bloody those knuckles you never stop - not really.

But not today. Today it'll only take him, and hopefully, she'll remember what they talked about. She'll remember that despite this shitshow - he's proud of her for finding a peaceful solution. He's proud of her for putting down those fists.

But there was no way in hell he was going to let her go.

"Take care of each other," he orders slipping on his other gauntlet. Mylo and Powder stare at him with wide eyes. Claggor's lip is trembling.

"Remember. Remember, to look out for each other!" he orders.

"No!" Powder seems to understand now as Vander pulls the bracings away from the door. She scrambles over the bar with a muffled wail. Mylo stops her right as Vander throws the door open.

"Vander!" Vi screams, but the hound is loose.

He's in the streets and he's set about making these fools remember why they follow the light. Why they fear the undercity so badly they chase its children to sate their fury. Dark things live in the undercity. Zaun's children are raised in air so heavy it turns their lungs to iron. Her streets sharpen their teeth and build calluses over their knuckles until the only thing they feel is the warm crimson in their wake.

Vander had hoped he'd never do this - be this. But jaws shatter under his fist faster than glasses fill with his whiskey. He's good at this. Always has been. The kids slip away - he knows that much.

Everything else is a bit of a blur. He glimpses Ekko, once, on the rooftops. The boy heads after the other four and Vander is thankful for that. Benzo didn't survive the first wave... he doesn't have much chance to reflect on that because there's another enforcer in his grip and a new scream in the air.

He buys the kids plenty of time. Too much time.

Enough time for all of Zaun to hear the news: the Hound's fighting back! Five enforcers are dead! Six! Ten! Enough time for Vi and Mylo to find their informants.

Silco isn't exactly a subtle name. He's well hidden, that's true, but a familiar blond limped his way over to one of the abandoned warehouses after Vi kicked the shit out of him. Word on the street is that he's in with someone named Silco. Doesn't mean much to the informant or to Vi.

It's enough. They slip into one of Zaun's many industrial districts just as Vander finally falls.

Piltover's attack dogs got him - they would eventually, he knew that much. A wild hound is fierce but numbers always win. Part of him's happy to die on familiar cobblestones. Better than the cool stone of prison - better than anything Piltover had in mind for him. This way, the kids would know what happened to him. They wouldn't do anything stupid.

Well... they'd probably still do some stupid things. He coughed out a laugh, blood hacking out of his lungs as it all began to fade. Good. They deserved to be a bit stupid. They were kids...

Just kids.

Hopefully, Silco remembers that...

Silco? Oh, Silco remembers. He'd been making a plan revolving around that. Kids are foolish. Kids are loyal. Children are painfully easy to manipulate and kill. Children are easy to make disappear.

Killing Vander and his children was quite literally on his upcoming schedule. It was going to be a glorious sort of revenge, making Vander watch it happen - helpless to stop it as he drowned in his own pacifism. It was going to be inhumane. The final nail in Silco's old coffin.

So pardon him for taking a moment to stare at the victims delivered to his doorstep. Half of him wants to laugh. The other half feels like he's been shoved back into that damn river.

The children only stare back, wide-eyed and curious. Scared too... haunted in some wonderfully poetic way.

"Can I help you?" Silco demands cooly after his disbelief has been satiated.

The pink one steps forward, naturally. She's Vander's little favorite, his poster child: basically a replica. Taking charge is probably laced in her veins.

She hands him a napkin.

"He told us to come here," she breathes, and it almost sounds like a prayer.

Silco cannot focus on anything but the napkin.

"Well... not here," the wily boy in the back disagrees slowly as he gives a scathing glance to a dead mouse in the corner. "He told us to find you."

Silco watches them carefully and then unfolds the napkin. If this is a trap it's ridiculous and definitely not Vander's idea. Perhaps these children are simply suicidal - or stupid.

He reads it.

Pauses. Reads it again.

He glances to that pink one again: Violet. Felicia's daughter. The other one is to her right, clinging to the elder's bruised knuckles. Powder... right?

Mylo. And Claggor.

Vander's children.

Vander's children!

He reads it one more time.

"It is kind of messy," Claggor's sheepish tone contradicts his appearance sharply. "He was in a rush -"

"I can read it," Silco snarls. He whirls around and plunges further into the bowels of the warehouse.

The children follow, blindly. Because they were told to. They follow the devil into his den because Vander told them to.

Why Silco let them, he'll never be able to explain. Never. Why he didn't finish was Vander started: destroy all remnants of their old life, including those damned children - he'll never say.

He can't. Because Vander sent him his children and a note. It changes nothing.

Except it changes everything.

[backstabber128]

Despite everything, it's still you ❤️‍🩹

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