#c: Vi;

[kleinewahines]

Vi has always liked learning the differences in Piltover and Zaun that go beyond the very simple demarcation of rich and poor. Caitlyn has grown up with so many means, and Vi has simply grown up... mean. On the mean streets of the Lanes.

But the hard discussions, the apologies of failing to live up to expectations... those are rare. Just focused on moving on, past it all. 'I'm sorry' isn't enough in some cases. 'I forgive you' gets stuck on the tongue. But I do, I do forgive you. But do you forgive me?

Super snoot picks up the sweet smells that make up Caitlyn in that moment, mouth curling into a slight smirk. One more kiss is pressed to Caitlyn's neck before the light tug that brings their eyes connecting. Blue skies -- gray clouds.

There's a laugh that's a puff of air, eyes closing halfway (like a trusting animal) with those lithe fingers in pink hair that used to be covered in black. A reflection of all the black thoughts that had accompanied Vi for so long.

"Sorry, I never got asked that kinda question 'fore I got th' sleeves an' back done an' I kinda wish I'd known I'd be sittin' for like eight hours gettin' ink pierced into my back," they admit quietly. (Oh but the endorphins, the endorphins!) A peek into a past with a Vi that wasn't inked from cheek down to waist (and beyond, haven't we learned, Caitlyn?). All of that came with being in Stillwater. With managing to turn a few other inmates to their side of things. Only way they would have trusted someone to do their back. Vi is flexible and strong but not like that. (But then, Vi, where did that lower ink come from? Loris?)

Fingers barely brush along Caitlyn's flank then, keeping eye contact going. Vi could truly spend so much time just staring at Caitlyn. Despite all the pain, despite all the trouble, Caitlyn is someone Vi has learned to trust implicitly. And they hope that is reflected in their gaze. You're my Human.

"Hopin' you'd say that... It depends on th' area... Sweet meat is... rough." As if to demonstrate, Vi presses their fingers in deep near that little divot in Cait's lower back. And then their hand moves so it is tracing along Cait's thigh, the leg that hadn't been wounded, going from knee to hip at the front then stopping at Caitlyn's waistband. Muscles along back and arms ripple, making the ink seem to come alive in places.

Vi is getting distracted now. To hell with discussing tattoos. Better to grip overwhelmingly complicated pants in one completely bare hand... A little grin that shows off a couple of teeth on the side, sharp and reflective. A tug, knuckles brushing against the Piltie's flesh. Then Vi is trailing their lips down, down, down Caitlyn's chest. While one hand is sill resting, almost lazily, on Caitlyn's breast but has ceased its tapping. Simply covers as much skin as possible.

Where they stop nobody knows...

IS THERE REALLY A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ZAUNITE AND PILTIE ... when they both dropped their lives and left behind everything to fight war in some convulated name of peace? does it matter if one was rich and one was poor if both of them lose their lives and everything is lost? DOES IT MATTER ? cait will never forgive herself for losing her sense of morality under a shroud of rage -- and she shouldn't. SHE'LL NEVER BE ONE OF THE PEOPLE , ZAUN OR PILTIE , THAT WILL NEVER BREATHE AGAIN . or go back home. EVER AGAIN .

... CAITLYN WOULDN'T GET THE CUPCAKE ON HER ASS . vi has to know about that much. she's not opposed to tattoos , especially as a form of expression. now that she thinks about it , piltover expression is just far more ... expensive. metal pieces and bodily upgrades that's just not ink on the skin. augmentations , striving to make yourself perfect or filled to the brim with expression. SAME CONCEPT . different executions.

caitlyn almost doesn't answer the question because between the tap on her breast and vi's warm breath against her neck , she was getting very steadily aroused. THERE'S THIS LONG PAUSE , caitlyn just breathing in. her head turning , blue eyes studiously scanning vi's features. her hand sneaks further into vi's hair , fingertips pressing against skull. it's moments like these where caitlyn notices that the brawler smells just a little bit like her now , using the supplies in her own shower. caitlyn pulls on vi's hair , just the slightest until blue eyes were staring into those more gray ones of her favorite enby in runeterra. CAITLYN'S SMILE IS SO DAMN PLAYFUL .

" i feel you could have worded that better , but i do feel that a tattoo needle prodding at the same patch of skin is not nearly the same as being stabbed. more than likely. " that's caitlyn suddenly remembering the conversation. " our little secret. i like when we have our own little things. between us. "

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x01 - “Heavy is the Crown” ↳ "You uh, lose someone in the attack?"

[tuziehr]

me whenever i see a doomed/tragic/angsty sibling dynamic

[deathberi]

L.L. & C.C. | Code Geass: Rozé of the Recapture

[cocksley-and-catapult]

was enamored by issue 1134 so i did fanart

[ladystoneboobs]

idt we talk enough about how a song of ice and fire is also the song of incest and cannibalism. i mean, sure, obviously both of those subjects are noted as present, but the saga feels much more known for its incest, which idt is fair or accurate to the later materiel. iirc, jaime fucking cersei next to their dead firstborn is the last instance of onpage incest happening in present tl, and after that it's all about the cannibals, baby.

(disclaimer: cw/tw sa, cw/tw rape, and i'm not counting cousincest as that's normal in-world even for non-targaryens and also still legal in many places in our world today, nor counting the faux-incestuous freudian mess that is littlefinger/alayne(sansa)/sweetrobin, nor any dark humor jokes and/or unfulfilled threats wrt forced cannibalism)

in fact pretty much all the active incest during the present tl happens in those first 3 books:

the twincest as a major plot point ofc, kicking action off when bran saw them fucking in a tower

and viserys creeping on dany and twisting her nipple

tyrion relating his backstory to bronn wherein he and tysha were both raped by proxy by his father, tywin (tho tyrion does not use that terminology)

craster still being alive to rape and impregnate his own daughters (resulting in dozens of forced incestuous relationships)

and theon unknowingly groping his own sister while she (knowingly) groped him in return

jaime's early pov recalled how he shut up cersei with kissing when they fought after bran refused to die

bella of stoney sept trying and failing to seduce gendry who is (unbeknownst to them both) her half-brother as both were sired by robert baratheon (only example in these 3 books where incest was averted before any sexual activity or incestuous contact occurred)

the aforementioned sept twincest next to joffrey's corpse

tyrion learning from oberyn about cersei twisting his penis when he was a baby

cersei's failed attempt to seduce jaime in wst, pulling out his dick for either a bj or hj until her talk of tyrion's death made him lose his boner

while incest is not exactly absent from the text after that, it seems to exist in the feastdance only in hypotheticals or past memories:

aeron's trauma flashbacks of his (implied only in published text) csa by euron

jaime still feeling lust when seeing cersei nude

and her fond reminiscing about them fucking behind robert's back/brief dream of them as a married couple before her walk of shame

and cersei remembering another she twisted tyrion's baby penis

victarion misinterpreting asha's offer of partnership as a marriage proposal and suddenly looking at his niece in a new way with "his manhood beginning to stiffen"

jaime's recollection of fucking cersei at darry next to robert as he was passed out drunk before cersei sent him to hunt arya (which would have happened back in agot and the point of this scene is more his failed hunt for a child just to make cersei happy)

arianne's "uneasy" memory of a past fantasy about being seduced by a man whose description is suspiciously similar to her late uncle oberyn

the aborted marital match of aegon/young griff to his purported aunt dany

illyrio saying (the now dead) viserys tried to rape dany the night before her wedding to drogo (another event from agot concerning a guy we already knew was into incest)

and tyrion once saying he wanted to rape as well as murder cersei

conversely, the cannibalism in the earlier books is most often only unproven hypotheticals alluded to as possible cannibalism:

old nan saying the others fed their dead servants the flesh of human children (which we have not yet seen with any wights so far, whether or not one counts walking undead eating human flesh as straight-up cannibalism)

the mystery meat in flea bottom's bowls o' brown which may or may not contain symon silver tongue after tyrion had him killed

renly's recollection that cressen kept stannis from catapulting their old master-at-arms by saying they may need to eat him later (which did not come to pass thanks to davos)

joffrey telling his people to eat their own dead (with no way of knowing if any actually did)

lady hornwood eating her own fingers (though bran's pov only notes them being chewed on, not swallowed. it's only in adwd that people talk of her eating the fingers.)

the mentions of the ice river clans being the cannibals beyond the wall (who are def not among the free folk jon snow gets to know onpage, making it just background detail)

bran's (possibly mythical) story of the rat cook

and biter chewing on people he attacked and other corpses (which seems to be just a side hobby connected to his killing method moreso constituting a snack than a full meal from a person butchered for meat. this tendancy of his is just background detail in acok, with biter chewing a corpse in the background after the weasel soup operation, and the hindsight implication that it could well have been him rather than dogs or wolves who had "been at" the corpses after the skirmish where yoren was killed)

while the feastdance feels much more in your face with cannibalism, having not only more total mentions of the practice but also more confirmed, actual cannibalism (as opposed to the ambiguity of each and every bowl o' brown), for those who know how to look at the evidence:

jaime learned that his father's mad dog aka the mountain fed parts of vargo hoat to all his prisoners (including vargo himself) after recapturing harrenhal

and euron bragged about pulling a similar trick with the warlocks he captured (the only twist being that the warlocks knew what they were being forced to eat, which vargo hoat and wylis manderly etc at harrenhal likely didn't)

the elder brother of the quiet isle told of biter eating all of a woman's breasts at saltpans after she'd been raped and killed (prob the largest amount of flesh biter's confirmed to have eaten from one corpse)

bran and co. ate "pig" supplied by coldhands which had to be long pig aka human meat

brienne felt her face being eaten by biter in her own pov (which is so much worse than him chewing others in the background of the weasel soup scene)

theon was told that two ironmen at moat cailin were found eating their dead comrades

the astapori were said to eat their own dead while under siege by the yunkishmen

and then were said to do so again in refugee camps outside meereen

sam and davos sailed past skagos and remembered stories of skagosi cannibalism

khrazz the pit fighter cut the hearts from his defeated foes to eat them

cotter pyke's last letter to jon snow said the wildlings were eating their own dead at hardhome

4 of stannis's men were executed by burning for butchering and eating other men (with asha wondering how many others had done so without being caught)

and ofc the frey pies with wyman manderly having his 3 former guests killed and serving their meat to their own kin and the other guests at ramsay's wedding while eating some himself too

two of these examples (involving gregor clegane and euron greyjoy) must have actually happened during the course of asos, but grrm chose to give us the gruesome details in affc, which was brand new information about men we already knew were villains but did not know were into that fucked-up shit specifically, unlike being reminded that agot-era jaime and viserys wanted to fuck their sisters. (and not unlike how adwd has the clarification of multiple characters saying lady hornwood ate her own fingers as opposed to bran's acok pov just saying she chewed on them.) it's as if after craster was killed and jc effectively broke up grrm decided cannibalism was the taboo subject matter he would fill the later books with, so we'd really feel the increasing danger of starvation-induced cannibalism with winter's arrival (and have no trouble believing rickon's new home of skagos really is a cannibal island). however, in-universe it feels like there's some sort of environmental balance connection so that the decrease in one formerly common behaviorial abomination just allows another such abomination to fill in the gap with a sharp increase in activity, like deer overpopulation resulting from lack of predators as if all the active incest somehow stopped more people from eating themselves or other people.

[princesssmars]

just thinking of softly reconnecting with vi after so many years apart :c

let’s say after the explosion happened you had stuck together with ekko, helping him build and nurture the firelights from the ground up into the thriving community it is today. after coming to terms with what you’d lost and possibly losing jinx sooner or later, you saw ekko as the only family you had left and trusted him more than any one or anything.

which is why she when he gets back from some secretive day trip he’d gone out on he brings you with him to see what he’d found - who he had found.

for the first few seconds you thought she was a ghost, a cruel trick your mind was playing on you by projecting your fears of being scared for ekko into your dead best friend, more than your friend, into what she’d look like today if she was still by your side. if everything that had happened simply didn’t.

but before you can react she’s slipping out of her cuffs (you’d always told ekko that he never fastened them tight enough for zaunites) and lifting you in her arms,your brain catching up and getting out all the buried emotions in the force of your hug.

once you both calm down she explains everything, always so open to you, how she had been taken and thrown in still water for years and had gotten out just less than a day ago, she’d never leave you and ekko and jin powder behind, not even to save her own skin from the destruction of that day.

and as much as the explanation calmed you you knew and reassured her you didn’t need it, taking her hand in yours and pressing it to your chest, heart swelling at the tears appearing at the corners of her eyes.

she and her companion are given only a few days to rest and heal with the firelight’s before they need to return some weird important blue gem they’d found, but until then you don’t leave vi’s side. you show her around the base, make sure she’s eating an actual meal for the first time in years, and that she’s not straining her injury whether she’d gotten it healed by shimmer or not.

by the time night falls you can slowly but surely see the energy coming back to her body. well, spiritually, not physically. you show her to one of the spare quarters for new firelights. you don't have a choice but to join her when her hand tightens around your wrist and drags you in with her, plopping the both of you on the plush of the bed.

its cute how she almost seems to melt into it, lashes fluttering and looking on the near brink of sleep in only five seconds before your giggling brings her back, reluctantly moving so that you can scoot into bed behind her.

you can tell she’s still on edge when you gently place your hand on her head, taking care to use gentle movements as you move her to lie on top of you so you don’t disturb her. you can see the scars on her back peeking out from under her shirt and it takes everything in you to blink away the tears forming. there was a time when vi would initiate affection with you so earnestly, wrapping you and her other loved ones into her arms until your stomach felt like it'd burst from love. and now she was rigid at you softly brushing her hair.

clearly, your silence and reluctance make it obvious why you’re being so delicate because she gives a brief explanation of what happened to her in stillwater, her breath quietly hitching in parts where she can't hide how deeply what happened affected her. by the time she's done you can feel stray tears falling down your face, hands trembling as you hug her ever closer to you.

she buries herself impossibly closer to you, lashes tickling your chest as she press her lips to your sternum in an act so desperate you think calling it a kiss is a disservice. you can feel her relax as you start to brush her hair and talk to her aimlessly, about all of the things she's missed, things you cant wait to show her now that she's back.

it's the best night's sleep she had in years.

[kleinewahines]

Vi would've smirked playfully at the use of such a little nickname and Jinx's reaction. Too bad Vi wasn't here.

A fair question. Did the pair actually know each other? Seven years... and yet, the Hound had met so many people who reminded them of Powder. And Powder... Powder was... dead? Or, at least, no one could tell the Hound of someone called Powder being alive and well. Sometimes when the random lights hit the blue-haired girl just right... the Hound got that itch of recognition.

The Enforcers had done such a good job in taking away the Hound's past. At least those that Vi -- the Hound-- had loved. And Hunter had finished the job. And yet... and yet...

"Who said I care about you specifically, kid?" the Hound asked, raising an eyebrow that was visible over the top edge of the mask they wore. "Maybe I really don't want blood all over the fucking place. Nothin' to do with you in that hypothetical." Their head tilted almost like an owl. "You are almost within my bubble and I let you live because I don't find the expense of energy worth it," they stated flatly. How dare this... child--- Hmph.

"I can't imagine why," they admitted at the idea that Sevika was important to Silco. A little idea of the fact the Hound hunting Sevika was personal.

Their eyes narrowed at the 'puppy' crack then gave off an eyeroll, feigning a laugh. "Real imaginative kid. Not like I haven't heard that one before," they said. Only one person in all of Runeterra had gotten away with that particular term and she was still in jail, jail, jail.

They shifted their weight where they sat, gray eyes focusing on the brothel once more. Saw another flash and knew Sevika was still inside. Good, the conversation with the vexing Jinx hadn't made Vi The Hound miss anything.

They chewed on Jinx's last comment. An air of petulance but was truthful as well.

"I'm aware of who the first Hound of the Underground is," their own voice had gone soft, too. "The Undercity lost an incredible leader seven years ago."

Their body stiffened as they watched Sevika decide she had enough of the brothel.

"Where the hell is she going next?" the Hound muttered under their breath as they followed Sevika with their eyes down an alleyway but then she seemed to decide better. Was she trying to break some kind of tail? Figure out the tail? Besides the Hound?

An echoing sigh, then the purposeful sound of them inhaling.

"Since you aren't going to leave me the hell alone unless you get something to satisfy your feline curiosity: It has to be right. It has to... has to fit... Can't be sloppy shit. It has to be obvious as hell who did it. And why."

What was a fitting end for a traitor?

And maybe here was where the Vi inside started to peek through the cracks. It was always Vi being the idea person. Mylo couldn't logic his way out of a paper bag. And Claggor? ...Everything sounded meaner about Claggor. Powder was intelligent -- troublingly excellent at building traps and gadgets (and bombs bombs bombs) but always had trouble with the big picture, the long con. That was where Vi excelled. It was why... it was why...

Grrrawww! Their fist hit the roof. Every time they felt like they were close to unlocking new memories they drifted away.

Hound AU continued from here

At the nickname, Jinx stuck her tongue out in a playful way. She didn't seem all that annoyed about it, amusement gracing her expression instead. Her legs swung a little more, back and forth, just like her gaze. It traveled between the brothel and the Hound in silent observation.

Her eyes strayed down to her hand. Jinx shrugged and did as told, just so the annoying bleeding would stop. It was sticky and she didn't exactly want it on her clothes right now. Doing laundry was such a drag.

❝ So you care, ❞ she observed, a little giggle sliding past her lips. ❝ I mean, seriously? You don't even know me. ❞ Jinx considered her own words for a moment and tapped at her chin. ❝ Or do you? ❞ She gave the Hound a good, long stare. Simply studying, wondering if they would break beneath her intense gaze.

A scoff roughly tore itself from her throat. ❝ I'm no goon. I'm waaaay more important than that. You think a goon could have survived this close to you? Come on! Give me some credit! ❞ Jinx threw her hands up, forever chasing the idea of a spectacle.

She gave the Hound a passing glance before turning her attention back to the brothel. ❝ Gotta stay on Silco's good side, ❞ she grumbled. ❝ He reeeeeally likes her, so. . . Not much I can do! That's where you come in. Unless. . . Does the Hound have no bite? ❞ Jinx grinned and leaned back to contemplate. ❝ Are you really just a puppy? You can't hog such a good nickname if you are, y'know? That name. . . ❞

Jinx's gaze looked more far away all of a sudden. ❝ It belonged to someone special, ❞ she softly stated, her body sagging like a heavy sack without her realizing.

[anartisticdreamer0]

have my designs for a younger c!Tommy and older c!Tommy

I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE WE GOT A GOD DAMN EPILOGUE THAT RETCONNED-

guys is it bad i came up with a design even though i haven’t watched the vod yet ehe :,)c

[classichorrorblog]

Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives (1986)

[matsudadojo]

Happy Birthday Crimson Viper 07/18 !!!

Commission Artwork by RavernClouk Design

[kleinewahines]

Verse Roulette | Judy (@torntruth)

Perhaps they hadn't slept in days. Perhaps they had simply gotten a little too deep into their own head for a while there. Either way, they weren't sure where the last few hours had gone and why the ol' bank account looked a bit lighter than it should. At least until noticing the empty bottles of beer and their system computer informing them of the addition of a new set of gorilla arms. Don't drink and buy cyberware, apparently. Luckily, it was something they'd actually use.

Stifling a yawn, V(i) checked the time. Almost noon. Sure, that seemed right. Rolled over, nearly fell off the couch they had been using as a bed. Meant to do that. Of course. A stretch revealed a patchwork of tattoos and scarring on the strip of skin between the hem of their shirt and pants to complement the work on their arms that was easily seen without obstruction thanks to the tanktop. To say nothing of the tattoo on one upper cheek which didn't entirely divert attention from the eyes that glowed a faint silver thanks to their modded Kiroshi optics.

"Mm. 'Ey, Judy, y'done with that rig update yet?"

V(i) couldn't actually see the diminutive techie thanks to the towering electronics but assumed she was still somewhere in the mess.

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 1x05 - "Everybody Wants to Be My Enemy" ↳ "Sweetheart, I was real sad to hear about Vander. And the kids. Just terrible. By the looks of it, no one down here lifted a finger to stop Silco. A few tried but Silco's got the muscle… and the money. He took over the Last Drop."

[stromuprisahat]

Laurent’s vocabulary [in Akielon] hit its limits when it came to military terms and manoeuvres, but Damen filled in the gaps. It was of course no surprise to find that Laurent had a well-stocked armoury of elegant phrases and bitchy remarks, but could not talk in detail about anything sensible.

Prince's Gambit- Chapter 9 (C. S. Pacat)

[lovingalways37]

Artist - okuseric ..♥︎

[cocksley-and-catapult]

blacked out and woke up with this open on my phone's photo editor