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aspenmissing · 6 days ago

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This idea stucked in my head for quite a while: Reader x Jayce are married and after months of missing, he is coming back to their shared appartment; Vulnerable, broken and an empty shell of his former self. It's an emotional reunion, where Jayce tells Reader everything that happened. A little timeskip later, we come to the point, where Ambessa and her army soon will start the war against Piltover. Jayce knows that he probably is going to die, that's why he and Reader sharing a last passionate night together.

After the war, Reader finds a voice record of Jayce, which he left for her in case he is going to die. Reader never found the right moment to listen to it. So that's why she wanted to listen to it, while Piltover burned the names of the fallen ones written on the papers at the bridge (at the end of season 2). She is watching the funeral a little bit offside the bridge and listening to Jayce's voice record (maybe it's inside an amulet, which he made her years ago).

Reader is an emotional mess, not only because of her husband's voice she is missing so much. But also because of the fact, she is expecting his child after their last shared night together (to rise the angst to another level). Maybe somone like Mel or Caitlyn find her, to give Reader the support she needs.

Hopefully you can understand the idea and if not, just ask 🫶

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The night Jayce returned home was one Y/N had envisioned countless times during those sleepless, lonely nights. She imagined joyous reunions filled with laughter, relief, and tender whispers of comfort. Reality, however, offered something entirely different.

The knock at the door had been soft, hesitant, almost as if whoever stood outside didn't believe they had the right to return. Curious and wary, Y/N opened the door, her heart instantly skipping painfully in her chest at the sight before her. The man standing there barely resembled the Jayce she'd married. His body, once robust, powerful, and filled with boundless energy, now appeared frail and weary, a mere shadow of his former self. His once-bright eyes were dimmed and hollow, sunken deeply beneath dark circles of exhaustion and torment. His face bore heavy marks of grief and despair, an unspeakable sorrow etched deeply into every line of his features.

But what caught her eye immediately was the crude brace on his leg, fashioned roughly from the remnants of his old hammer. The symbol of strength and heroism, now a stark reminder of pain and sacrifice, stood as testimony to everything Jayce had endured. He leaned heavily upon it, his grip shaking slightly, evidence of both physical agony and emotional fragility.

“Jayce…” Y/N’s voice shook, barely a whisper, heartbroken and disbelieving all at once.

He raised his head slowly, eyes brimming with a desperate, fearful hope. “I’m sorry,” he murmured brokenly, his voice heavy and burdened by guilt and sorrow. “I didn't mean to leave you. I never meant to hurt you. Please...please forgive me.”

Y/N’s reaction was immediate, instinctual. Whatever she’d been holding dropped forgotten to the floor as she rushed toward him, closing the distance in mere moments. Her arms wrapped around him tightly, holding him as if terrified he might disappear again, tears already spilling down her face. "Jayce," she sobbed softly, gripping him tighter. “You’re here. That’s all that matters. You came back to me.”

The moment her arms encircled him, Jayce shattered completely. His legs buckled beneath him, unable to bear his weight any longer, and he collapsed to his knees, pulling her down gently with him. His head pressed desperately against her stomach, his sobs wracking violently through his entire body. He clung to her as though she were his only lifeline, his anchor amidst a stormy sea of agony and regret.

“I’m so sorry,” he choked out, his voice muffled against her body, over and over again as if those two words could undo the horror he’d lived through, the terrible actions he’d committed. "I should have tried harder to get back to you. I- You deserved better, Y/N. You deserved better from me."

Y/N's hands moved gently, soothingly, through his hair and over his back, holding him close, providing whatever comfort she could. "Jayce, listen to me," she whispered tenderly. "All I wanted was for you to come home safe. Whatever happened, whatever you've been through, we can face it together. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere."

His body shook again, quieter now, tears falling silently as he tried desperately to regain composure. He took deep, shaky breaths, holding tightly onto her, afraid to let go. "I didn't know if you'd still want me," he whispered, his voice filled with vulnerability and fear. "After what I've done...I didn't know if you'd even want to see me again."

Y/N gently tilted his face upward, forcing him to look directly into her eyes, her voice soft yet resolute. "Jayce, I love you. Nothing could ever change that. Nothing you've done or been through will ever change how much you mean to me. You’re my husband, my partner, my everything. And we’ll face this together."

Eventually, his violent sobs subsided into quiet trembling, his breath coming in shaky, uneven gasps. Carefully, she helped him rise and guided him slowly inside, supporting most of his weight as he limped, leaning heavily upon the makeshift brace. Once inside, Jayce sank onto the sofa, his head buried deeply into his hands once more, the silence between them thick with unspoken pain.

Tentatively, Y/N sat beside him, placing a gentle, reassuring hand lightly upon his trembling back. The subtle contact cracked open whatever remained of his emotional walls, prompting him to speak again. "The anomaly…we thought we could control it," he whispered, his voice raw with sorrow. "It trapped us, Y/N. Time passed differently. Days there became months there. I thought I’d never find a way back to you. And Viktor—" he paused, voice breaking once more. "I had no choice. He had become something else. Something dark. I tried to save him, but I couldn’t. I…I had to stop him. I had to…"

His words dissolved into anguished silence, and Y/N quickly embraced him again, pulling him close. "You don’t have to explain everything now," she whispered softly. "Just rest, Jayce. You're safe now. You're home. And I promise, we’ll get through this, together."

Jayce held onto her tightly, breathing in her comforting presence, desperate to believe her words as truth. "Thank you," he murmured softly against her skin, allowing himself to finally accept the comfort she offered, knowing the long road to healing would be made bearable because she was by his side.

The weeks following Jayce’s return passed in careful, delicate steps towards healing. Days blended quietly into each other, filled with tentative conversations and gentle gestures, each interaction measured as if afraid to disrupt the fragile peace they were slowly rebuilding.

Y/N was attentive, noticing even the smallest shifts in Jayce’s behaviour—how his gaze deliberately avoided mirrors, as though frightened of the reflection he might find there. She observed his tense reactions to sudden noises, how even a gentle touch could make him flinch momentarily before he relaxed under her careful reassurance.

Slowly, painstakingly, they rediscovered comfort in the smallest things. Y/N took to gently caring for Jayce’s wounded leg, meticulously adjusting and refitting the brace fashioned crudely from his old hammer. Each evening, she knelt quietly at his side, carefully unfastening the rough metal straps, checking for signs of healing or strain. Her soft fingertips traced lightly over the scars and bruises, her touch gentle yet purposeful, silently promising him that his wounds—both seen and unseen—could heal in time.

One quiet afternoon, as sunlight streamed gently into their room, Y/N convinced Jayce to sit still long enough for her to cut his hair. "You always preferred it shorter," she murmured gently, trying to lighten the heavy air that lingered between them.

Jayce managed a weak smile, eyes flickering momentarily with warmth. "I trust you more than anyone," he whispered, his voice soft, vulnerable. As she worked, her fingers moved carefully, slowly trimming away the grown-out strands. Each gentle snip was followed by her soft reassurances and tender touches, a quiet affirmation of trust and intimacy.

Afterwards, she trimmed the rough beard that had grown during his absence, her touch careful and gentle, fingers brushing tenderly across his jawline. Jayce closed his eyes, leaning slightly into her hand, soaking in the comfort of her presence. The act was more than grooming—it was restoration, the quiet reclamation of the man she loved beneath layers of trauma and despair.

In these quiet gestures, warmth slowly began to return. Jayce occasionally offered small smiles at breakfast, gratitude glimmering faintly in his tired eyes when she handed him his morning tea or brushed his fingers tenderly with hers as they walked through the apartment. At night, they lay side by side, quietly speaking about simple things—memories from before, dreams for the future. Each small exchange felt like a delicate stitch in the fabric of their relationship, gently mending what had been torn apart.

Yet peace was fragile, vulnerable to the slightest shift. When grim news of Ambessa's advancing army reached them, Jayce withdrew again, his mind clouded by worry and dread. Days filled with quiet laughter faded into silence and fear. Conversations became sparse, replaced by heavy, unspoken anxieties that hung in the air like a suffocating weight.

The night before the battle, silence engulfed their home again, heavier and more charged than ever before. Jayce stood by the window, staring blankly into the darkness, his mind tangled with anxieties he couldn't express. Approaching softly, Y/N placed a gentle hand on his back, feeling the subtle shiver that passed through him at her touch.

“Jayce,” Y/N whispered, her voice filled with quiet intensity, drawing him back from the depths of his thoughts.

Slowly turning, Jayce met her gaze, his eyes heavy with emotion yet filled with an unmistakable longing. "Y/N," he murmured, voice husky and raw with vulnerability.

Without another word, she closed the distance, sliding her arms around his waist and pressing her body against his, providing warmth and reassurance. "I'm here," she whispered, pressing soft, lingering kisses against the curve of his neck, each touch igniting a spark within them both.

Jayce drew in a sharp breath, his hands gripping her waist firmly as he pulled her flush against him. His heart pounded in his chest, desire flaring in his eyes as he looked down at her. "I can't bear the thought of losing you," he whispered, voice strained with desperation and need. "You're everything to me."

She looked up, her eyes dark with passion and determination. "Then fight," she whispered seductively, her fingers tracing slow, tantalizing paths along his chest. "Fight and come home to me."

Jayce’s eyes darkened further, a low growl escaping his throat as he captured her lips in a deep, hungry kiss, filled with raw intensity and need. Their mouths moved fervently together, tongues exploring eagerly, each kiss driving away the fear of tomorrow.

Hands roamed freely, exploring familiar curves and contours with renewed passion. Jayce gently backed her towards the bed, his touch urgent yet reverent, worshiping every inch of her. His lips trailed scorching kisses along her jaw, down her neck, eliciting soft moans that fueled his desire further.

"I need you," Jayce breathed against her skin, his voice thick with longing, his fingers deftly removing barriers between them. "Now, more than ever."

"I'm yours," Y/N gasped, arching beneath his touch, pulling him closer until their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, heat radiating between them.

Jayce moved over her, eyes locked onto hers, dark and possessive. "I love you," he groaned deeply, entering her slowly, deliberately, savouring every sensation as their bodies became one. Y/N’s hands tangled in his hair, urging him closer, deeper, matching his rhythm passionately as their breaths mingled and their hearts raced together.

Each thrust, each touch, each whispered promise intensified their connection, burning away doubts and fears, leaving only pleasure and overwhelming love. The world around them faded entirely, leaving only the raw, passionate unity of their shared need.

"Jayce," Y/N whimpered breathlessly, pulling him tighter, every sensation heightened by the knowledge that tomorrow was uncertain. She surrendered completely to him, trusting him implicitly, losing herself in the intoxicating waves of their shared pleasure.

Jayce’s movements grew more urgent, possessive, driven by primal instincts and fierce devotion. "Always yours," he whispered fiercely, his breath hot against her ear, driving them both to an intense, shattering climax, their bodies trembling together, breathless and spent.

Afterward, as they lay entwined beneath tangled sheets, Jayce gently caressed Y/N’s flushed skin, trailing tender kisses down her shoulder. "No matter what happens tomorrow," he whispered softly, voice warm and earnest, "this night, this moment, is ours. Forever."

Y/N nestled closer, her heart racing in contentment, secure in the strength of their bond. "Forever," she agreed softly, savouring the lingering warmth, knowing they'd etched an unbreakable memory deep within their souls, untouchable by whatever the coming day might hold.

The aftermath of the battle was harsh and unforgiving, leaving Piltover wounded and grieving. In the heavy, painful silence that followed, Y/N found solace in the comforting presence of Jayce’s mother, Ximena. They shared a bond forged in mutual love and shared loss, each day becoming a little easier to face because they had each other.

A few days after the battle, Y/N sat quietly at Ximena's table, sipping tea and watching the older woman move around the kitchen with quiet resilience. The atmosphere was warm yet tense, as if they both held their breath, waiting for news they dreaded but knew was inevitable.

The knock at the door shattered their fragile peace. Both women froze momentarily, the sound echoing through the quiet home, resonating like an ominous drumbeat. Y/N's heart stopped briefly before racing frantically in her chest. Her hand shook as she placed her teacup on the table, exchanging a fearful glance with Ximena.

Ximena moved first, her steps steady yet strained, opening the door to reveal a solemn-faced - eyepatch wearing, Caitlyn standing in the entryway. Y/N felt a sudden, sickening drop in her stomach, instantly reading the silent, mournful message in Caitlyn’s eye.

“I’m sorry,” Caitlyn whispered softly, her voice heavy with sorrow and compassion.

“No,” Y/N breathed out shakily, the single word trembling on her lips, denial clawing at her chest.

Ximena reached out immediately, grasping Y/N's hand tightly, her own eyes brimming with tears, holding herself steady despite her visible anguish. "Tell us," she demanded gently, her voice trembling slightly, desperately needing to hear the truth, even if it was unbearable.

Caitlyn swallowed hard, visibly struggling to keep her composure. "Jayce... he fought bravely," she began quietly, voice quivering slightly. "He saved countless lives. He was a hero until the very end."

Y/N felt as though the world had shifted violently beneath her feet, tears flooding her eyes, blurring her vision. The crushing weight of the loss crashed over her, overwhelming in its intensity. She trembled violently, barely able to breathe, only remaining upright due to Ximena's unwavering grip.

“Jayce…” Y/N choked out, her voice shattered by grief. “He promised…he promised to come back to me.”

Ximena gently embraced her daughter-in-law, holding her tightly, their shared sorrow binding them together. “He wanted to, my dear,” she whispered brokenly, tears streaming silently down her face. “I know he did.”

Caitlyn stepped forward, placing a comforting hand softly on Y/N’s shoulder. “He spoke about you until the end,” she said quietly, her own tears evident in her voice. “He fought for you—for both of you. Hold onto that." Tears fell freely now, grief mingled with a fierce resolve to honour the man she had loved and lost.

“I promise,” she whispered softly, voice shaking but firm. “He’ll never be forgotten.”

In the shared quiet of mourning, Y/N and Ximena leaned heavily on each other, united in their sorrow and strengthened by the love Jayce had left behind. Together, they began the difficult journey forward, holding tightly to the memories of the man who had been their world.

After the war ended, the city lay in ruins, grief lingering in every street and corner of Piltover. Amidst ashes and mourning, Y/N's heart had become numb. She spent days aimlessly wandering, memories of Jayce clinging desperately to her heart. Yet one day, almost instinctively, her hands reached for the intricate amulet Jayce had crafted for her years earlier—a piece she'd deliberately avoided, afraid of what it might reveal.

She stood quietly on the bridge, slightly removed from the crowd that gathered to honor the fallen as Piltover burned their names in tribute. Taking a deep breath, she carefully pressed the small, hidden mechanism within the amulet. Trembling fingers gripped it tightly as Jayce’s familiar voice flooded her ears, causing her heart to stutter painfully in her chest.

“Y/N,” Jayce's voice began softly, heavy with emotion yet carrying the warmth that had always made her feel safe, loved, cherished. “If you're hearing this, it means I didn't make it back to you. And for that, I'm so, so sorry. Leaving you again is the last thing I ever wanted to do. You’ve always been my home, my anchor in every storm, my light in the darkest times.”

His voice paused briefly, shaking slightly as he gathered his strength to continue. “I know I left you once before, without word, without explanation, and you deserved so much more than that. I regret every second we lost. Every moment I could’ve spent holding you, every missed chance to tell you how much you mean to me. You're my heart, Y/N. You're everything.”

Tears began to silently spill down her cheeks as she stood frozen, absorbing each word, her heart both breaking and healing with every syllable.

Jayce's voice softened further, tender and filled with profound sincerity. “There were nights, trapped in that place, that all I could think about was you—your smile, your laugh, how it felt to have your arms wrapped around me. Those memories kept me alive. And when I finally found my way home, seeing your face again was the greatest moment of my life."

He paused again, and she could hear the faint sound of him swallowing, emotion thickening his words further. "I dreamed of building a future with you, of growing old together, of creating something beautiful out of the chaos we've endured. If there's any solace in this message, it's in the hope that a part of me stays with you, always."

His voice trembled slightly, yet grew steadier as he continued. “If there's one thing I want for you now, it’s happiness. I need you to promise me you'll find it again, even if it's without me. Don't let grief consume your life, Y/N. Live fully, love fiercely, as you always have."

Jayce’s next words came slower, voice breaking with raw vulnerability. “And if by some miracle we've been blessed with a child, tell them about me. Tell them how much I would've loved them, how deeply I love you. Teach them strength and compassion, the things you taught me every day we shared. Let them know I’ll always be watching over you both."

Her hand instinctively moved to her stomach, protectively cradling the tiny life growing within her. Tears fell freely now, grief mingled with the fierce resolve to honor Jayce’s memory, to keep him alive through their child.

"I’ll always be with you," Jayce’s voice concluded softly, a faint smile audible through his sorrow. "In every sunrise, every whispered breeze, in every moment you feel alone—remember that my love for you never ended. You made me the man I am, and I'll carry that love beyond this life. Goodbye, my love. Until we meet again."

As his message concluded, the pain she'd held back poured forth. Silent sobs shook her shoulders, her grief deep and raw. Feeling a gentle hand on her shoulder, Y/N turned slowly to see Mel standing beside her. Compassion filled Mel’s eyes as she drew Y/N into a comforting embrace, offering strength without needing to say a single word.

In that embrace, Y/N felt an unspoken promise—that she wouldn't face the uncertain future alone. She vowed silently to keep Jayce’s spirit alive through their child, nurturing the spark of hope he'd left behind amid the ruins of a broken world.

Many years passed, carrying with them moments of happiness, sorrow, triumph, and quiet reflection. Piltover gradually rebuilt itself from the ashes, becoming a vibrant city once more—thriving, bustling, alive. Y/N dedicated herself to honouring Jayce's legacy, nurturing their child, then grandchildren, instilling in each generation the values Jayce had cherished—strength, compassion, and resilience.

Now older, Y/N found peace in simpler joys. She sat comfortably in her rocking chair on the balcony of their family home, overlooking the city Jayce had fought and ultimately sacrificed everything to protect. Piltover spread out before her, a testament to their shared struggle, their love made tangible in the lives flourishing beneath her watchful gaze.

She watched children playing in the streets below, families gathering in parks, merchants cheerfully calling out their wares. It filled her with quiet pride and gentle happiness, knowing Jayce's sacrifices had allowed these moments to exist. The city was thriving, just as Jayce had always dreamed it would.

Her fingers brushed lightly over the familiar amulet around her neck—the same one she’d cherished since the day he’d first given it to her. It was worn now, softened by the touch of her fingertips over decades, yet it held within it all the memories, joys, and sorrows of a lifetime shared and lost.

A gentle breeze brushed softly against her skin, warm and familiar, a whisper of a presence she had longed for, cherished, and missed deeply. Her heart stirred, a quiet smile touching her lips.

“Jayce,” she whispered gently into the quiet air, her eyes slowly closing, feeling his warmth enveloping her like a comforting embrace from long ago.

Moments later, as her eyes fluttered open, Y/N found herself no longer on the balcony but somewhere softer, brighter—a place bathed in gentle sunlight and peace. Confused yet strangely unafraid, she felt a sense of tranquility she'd never known before. The warmth surrounding her felt both deeply familiar and wonderfully new, as though she had stepped into a cherished memory brought vividly to life.

Her breath caught sharply as she noticed someone kneeling before her. Warm brown eyes, vibrant and youthful, filled with love and tenderness, gazed deeply into hers—eyes she had known intimately, missed profoundly. He looked exactly as he had on the day he left her side, untouched by time, strong and healthy once more. "Jayce," she breathed, tears welling gently in her eyes, her voice barely audible.

He smiled warmly, reaching out gently to cup her cheek. His touch was exactly as she remembered, comforting and warm, full of tender affection. "I've waited a long time for you," he whispered tenderly, his voice rich with emotion, resonating through her very soul.

As she lifted her hands to touch his face, she realized with astonishment that her own hands were no longer marked by age but youthful, smooth once again. She felt vitality flowing through her, energy and joy restored to the strength she once knew. "Is it truly you?" she asked, her voice trembling with disbelief and hope. "Have I finally come back to you?"

He nodded slowly, leaning forward to press his forehead gently against hers, his voice tender and reassuring. "It's me, Y/N. I've always been here, waiting, watching over you, our children, our family. Every joy and sorrow, every triumph and struggle—I was there with you, feeling each moment deeply."

Warm tears spilled silently down her youthful cheeks, yet a joyful smile formed on her lips. "I've missed you so much," she whispered softly, reaching out to hold him, feeling complete once again in his embrace.

"I've missed you, too," Jayce murmured gently, pulling her close, their foreheads resting together. "There wasn't a moment I didn’t wish I could be by your side again, guiding you, holding you. But now we have eternity. Nothing will separate us again."

Y/N took a deep breath, savoring the comforting scent of him, feeling the familiar rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips. She raised her head slightly, looking into his youthful eyes with deep, profound love. "Do you remember the nights we spent dreaming about our future, about growing old together, watching our family grow?"

Jayce smiled softly, a gentle laugh escaping him as he gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "How could I forget? Those dreams kept me strong when I had nothing else. They reminded me what I was fighting for—you, our family, our home."

She rested her head against his chest, letting herself be wrapped entirely in his embrace, allowing the years of longing to melt away. "They lived beautifully, Jayce," she whispered quietly, voice thick with emotion. "Our child, our grandchildren—they carried your spirit with them. They built lives filled with compassion, courage, and hope, exactly as you always wanted."

"I know," he said gently, pressing a soft, tender kiss to the crown of her head. "I watched them grow, watched you guide them, felt immense pride in every choice they made. You’ve done so well, Y/N."

Y/N closed her eyes again, feeling the peace of his presence fully envelop her. "And now? What's next?"

Jayce tilted her chin up gently, his eyes bright with warmth and endless love. "Now, we finally have all the time in the world. Time to love without fear, without loss. Time to simply be together."

She smiled, radiant and peaceful, feeling more at home than she had in decades. "Forever," she whispered softly, the promise echoing between them with unwavering certainty.

"Forever," Jayce echoed, his voice strong and steady, sealing their promise with another gentle, heartfelt kiss.

As they stood wrapped in each other's arms, warmth and peace flooded through Y/N's being, washing away years of longing, sorrow, and heartache. Together, youthful and untouched by the passage of time, in this timeless space, they finally found the eternity they had always dreamed of—love unending, forever united beyond the bounds of time and loss.

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lovely080222 · 2 months ago

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Caitlyn Kiramman and the Crown

Caitlyn Kiramman has the most interesting arc from both seasons. From a morally idealistic character to a morally nuanced protagonist.

Being the daughter of a counselor and a doctor, Caitlyn Kiramman has a mantle of a kingdom on her shoulders that has yet to sink in during S1. Therefore, Caitlyn went her way to become an enforcer, despite her parents’ approval. Enhance why her color scheme is purple.

But before that, we need to remember that this woman survived an explosion at a young age, while helping her friend, to which considers her brother, and it’s her parents’ protege, Jayce Talis. Carrying equipment for his investigation, in which she dropped, warning the others (Vi & Co.) that were inside the studio apartment. This was unintentional from her part, however, it marks a significant part of her story is.

Caitlyn could have always said, “Mother, Jayce put me in danger, therefore, we shouldn’t trust him” after that accident. But she doesn’t. Why? It all comes down to one thing

Power.

Caitlyn, even as a child, understands power. The power that she has and how it can be used. Obviously, she doesn’t understand it completely, but she does in a surface level to not say something along the lines “I want him out of our lives.”

Because of that and other reasons, her mother Cassandra Kiramman tries to help her protegé, though it was futile since Jayce screwed himself, but that’s on another analysis.

Now, Caitlyn is a sheltered kid. Meaning that she has been put in this golden bubble for her ‘safety’ and content. Thanks to that, Caitlyn has an idealistic view of the world that surrounds her. Meaning her words “I’m a miss fit too, I suppose.” Talk about her nativity in life but also she might not be afraid to step out of the comfort zone.

And due to that, she signs up to be an enforcer, regardless of what her parents, especially her mother, thought of it.

Caitlyn wanted to see the REAL world and protect it, put the vision she has, just like Grayson did. Next time we see her, in S1, she is in her uniform in front of a tent (under instructions of Sheriff Marcus and her mother) which seems irritated by it.

When the attack happened, for amusement and wanting to be useful, and not being posted in a tent which we all know her mother didn’t need protection, Caitlyn partook the investigation that Marcus was avoiding to get It detail. Especially after the explosion that happened in that same night.

Marcus seeing the threat and determination of Miss Caitlyn I walk through everything because I feel the need to check on it Kiramman and her parents’ concern of her being on the field, they make the decision to cut her loose from being an enforcer.

Caitlyn knowing this through Jayce, is furious by this. After he made his proposal of her working for him in his ministry of security. In which, out of entitlement, sense of curiosity, justice and idealistic morality, she starts to investigate on her own. Using her resources, her power.

Once Caitlyn gets to Stillwater, pretending to still be an enforcer, with the purpose of talking to the witness. When she finds out that her witness for the case is injured by an inmate, asks who it is. Obviously the guard knows who she is, or more like, who her parents are. He gave the intel on who was, which leads to Caitlyn to ask them questions.

When she finds out who it is and gets to their cell, Caitlyn starts to interrogate her. Her is Vi, inmate 516. In this scene, Caitlyn doesn’t ask indirect questions, she is very open on what she is looking for and doesn’t hesitate on questioning it. And Vi, deviates them. While Caitlyn, who expects answers immediately (part of it is part of being spoiled other is that she is a police woman), grows frustrated until Vi mentions a name. Silco.

Caitlyn, on detective mode and desperate for answers, crosses the red line, deciding to maybe I should trust her. Caitlyn shows Vi her evidence, and demands the answers that she was looking for, however she is presented with a problem. She needs to release Vi to gather the prof she needs to state her case to the Sheriff.

Caitlyn knowing her sources, she takes advantage of them. Using Jayce’s name to get Vi out. Why not her mother’s? Logically, because they would question her mother, risking her to intervene in her investigation. Caitlyn understands that she has to play dirty to get what she wants.

Now, let’s cover the scene. The parkour scene. Caitlyn is a ‘proper lady’, raised in the environment of class, manners and politeness. Meaning that the moves that Vi did, Caitlyn would never pulled them off, especially with the attire that she had, which is her regular uniform as a guard. This showcases the differences between with their upbringing and the striking nature of both of them.

Later, Caitlyn, obviously not trusting Vi, questions her at every walking moment. Her mistrust comes from a lot of things, one she is a zaunite, she must be someone who is completely accustomed to trouble and, that she is a stranger. That trust almost happens when she saves Vi from Sevika, but other than that, she doesn’t know Vi to just jump to her and say: ”save me”.

That’s why when Caitlyn attempts to make a joke about the last drop: “looks like that place has bodies buried in there.” Vi lashes out to her, portraying a boundary and shut her off. Personally, I found it funny but that’s because my humor is somewhat twisted.

Now the legendary sapphic scene ever: the cupcake scene. For obvious reasons, Caitlyn is unsure of where and what to do, giving an opportunity for Vi to rizz her up and distract her for a minute or two. In Caitlyn’s point of view, she is concerned that she might be out of her comfort zone. In this scenario, she has no control of how things are going to play. But once as we later see, she becomes a huntress, her real nature.

Caitlyn is a hunter, she knows her prey and its surroundings. She knows how to play those cards once she is ahead. We see this too when she tries to cause the collapse of the old house when Silco found them.

But when it came down to Jinx, Caitlyn looses that control, why? Vi. At this point in the story, even though is not an open feeling, but Caitlyn cares for Vi, not romantically (yet but there is a tension) but cares enough for her to want to protect her and help in ways that she can. And because of that we end up with Ekko and the firelights.

Now, covering the discussions that Caitlyn has had with various characters about the war morality, in which Caitlyn has an idealistic view and Ekko has a more aggressive one. This also happens in the meeting with the council, in which Jayce takes an aggressive approach while Caitlyn takes a more idealistic solution. Both of this cause an effect on how things are going to proceed, for the better of the worse.

One, it was a wake up call for Caitlyn when she discussed with Ekko about the stone. It made her realize the issues within the city and the fucked situation that was going on. While with Jayce and council, it was running in circles nonstop, the council mostly being blind and pinning every problem to the zaunites while Caitlyn and Vi were trying to make them aware of the issues that they caused.

With the attack caused by Jinx and Vi coming back to her despite Vi wanting to help her sister, just for later after the meeting with the council was a failure, the concept of oil and water comes up. Caitlyn is water, purity and pristine, something that we see that it disappoints her but also frustrates her, she now realizing that not only she trust Vi, she loves her. And just when she comes to that awakening, she is kidnapped by Jinx.

From what we see on screen, Jinx might have spooked Caitlyn so much that she is deeply terrified but also worried once she sees that Vi is there too. And in a desperate attempt to protect Vi, she makes a bold move, trying to kill Jinx. But since Jinx in enhanced and Vi pleaded her not to kill Jinx, it was a futile effort that ended up her being knocked out and without a mother.

Grief can change a person, and that’s what happened to Caitlyn Kiramman. After the bomb attack, Caitlyn looses control (all of it). But that control is loose slowly. At first, it starts with her emotions when she hugs Vi, the second is when Vi rejects being an enforcer and third is in the memorial attack.

“I had the shot”

But she regains it, however is not into the Caitlyn that we know. No. Caitlyn is not just Caitlyn, she is a Kiramman. Caitlyn is claiming that identity, transforming into her counterpart, a part that has been there, her powerhouse tactic. The ruthless hunter.

“It’s the Kiramman name…it bewitches people”

“I’m a con decorated officer. Leader of House Kiramman. Address me with respect or keep your mouth shut.”

The crown is in the tip of her head, signifying the world and the burden that now she carries. And with every single action that she does the more she fits into that crown. And cover the next point, the separation.

Through Caitlyn’s eyes, Vi betrayed her. How? By her not letting shut Jinx. Let’s face it, Caitlyn had the shot, again. It brings us back to S1, EP9. But this is another detail that I noticed.

“This isn’t on own terms.”

This confrontation, is not on Caitlyn’s nor Vi’s terms, is on Jinx’s. Meaning that neither the plans nor the intentions aligned to either original plans. Caitlyn wanted to bring Jinx to justice, but also it transformed into a seed of vengeance with a strong desire to kill her. Vi, out of guilt and having a moral compass, joins the enforcers to shut down Jinx, only to find herself in a torn situation. And Jinx, had intentions to kill all, whether it was her or Vi, her plans end up being jinxed by Isha but she has what she wanted, a fight.

Now having this in mind, Caitlyn is desperate to make amends, to put the criminal that killed her mother in misery now being stopped by not only the sister of said criminal but also the love of her life. That is where her rage comes from after S2 EP3. She loves Vi but she needs to be the Kiramman Piltover needs. Caitlyn needs Jinx out of the picture. And every reminder of her, and one of them is Vi.

When we see Caitlyn back in Piltover, she has changed. She is in the Kiramman persona. Ruthless hunter and politician with a sense of violent justice, which now will be fueled and shaped by Ambessa Medarda.

How will that happen? Simple. Make Kiramman a Commander.

In next episodes, we know months have passed. Caitlyn is having sex with Maddie Nolan, part of her filling the shoes of being Kiramman and trying to avoid her deep emotions about certain someone (cough Vi cough). From this moment one, we can notice her “relationship” with Nolan is strictly out of control than out of love. And let’s be honest, Caitlyn never trusted Maddie with her emotions only her concerns about her ruling, nothing else. It can beg the question that maybe Caitlyn might have been aware that Nolan was up to something.

By the time of EP4 and EP6, we see Caitlyn shift again, however, more into what we knew of her. Caitlyn starts questioning Ambessa’s methods.

“Why peace is always the justification for violence?”

She is opening her eyes, from our point of view. However, we can see a barrier between Caitlyn and Ambessa from the Paint The Town Blue montage. And Caitlyn’s questioning goes further and bolder after confirming her suspicions of Singed.

Now, the scene with Singed and her new found information, Caitlyn comes to two realizations: one, Singed is bad, but she can understand and sympathize with his reasons. And two, this is the same reason why she did what she did.

"...For love"

Let’s take on account what happened from S1 to S2. Caitlyn loves her job, and believed in a system that Grayson (her mentor and someone who seems she trusted in) practiced. Later, through the same job, Caitlyn meets the love of her life, Vi. Then her mother dies trying to protect the person she loves from her sister. Failing at it because of the same reason, love. Later Caitlyn proposed to Vi to be part of the enforcers, out of love and protectiveness. Because Caitlyn doesn’t want Vi to die trying to get to her sister. She doesn’t want Vi to suffer if she is the one that ends up dead.

Using the Grey was out of vengeance and need to protect Piltover from Jinx, but it was rooted out of love for her mother, despite their differences. It was always bout love.

And that makes Caitlyn Kiramman interesting. She does have morals, ideals and beliefs overall good, however, her means are understandable at best and questionable at worst. She comes to this conclusion when she meets Singed and confronted him.

Which is why, seeing the dark turns she took because of it, Caitlyn knows she has to set the record straight. But it wasn’t her time to strike, she is a huntress after all, she has a timing for everything. And during her fight-training with Ambessa wasn’t one of them, neither when she was with Ambessa in her office.

That is the reason why the Grey was used in sections instead of just doing in all of Zaun. Yes, if we go to our laws, it is a war crime. But we know that the options given for Caitlyn to act on was a full scale invasion, which no one, even Zaun, was ready for. Or, Caitlyn using the gas and having a strike team to terminate Jinx and the remaining of Shimmer and its distributors in strategic attacks, and lowering the numbers on casualties.

Taking this in consideration, that is how why see Caitlyn outside of the tents when Vi is following Singed. Caitlyn had knew she needed to do something before Ambessa acquired Warwick.

Caitlyn betrays Ambessa, not just because of Vi, but because Caitlyn knows that the path that Ambessa is taking ain’t it. Caitlyn’s plan to attack is completed once Vi is in the picture.

Which is one step ahead to amend the things that she did. And what is it? Hurting Vi and everything she believed in, in order to pursuit a vain justice. In order to become a Kiramman and not Caitlyn Kiramman.

Now, EP8 had a lot of things going on with her character, but it all boils down to her taking a step forward from her grief and live, even if she ends up heartbroken in the process. Caitlyn knows that she messed up, between her and Vi, and everything else. For doing what she thought was right, for letting Ambessa take control of almost everything of Piltover.

“We can’t erase our mistakes”

“No amount of good deeds can undo OUR CRIMES”

Caitlyn is holding herself in the same standard that she does with Jinx. She considers her and Jinx criminals because she knows that she had committed crimes in order to do good, or the good that she thought she was doing.

And that is the reason why she lets Vi decide what to do with Jinx. Despite knowing by law that she shouldn’t. She trusts Vi with that decision than herself. Caitlyn can’t forget what happened to her mother, even if she made her mind into forgiving Jinx. Therefore, she rather lose Vi in the process of letting Vi choose her sister than lose Vi again for Caitlyn choosing for her.

We know the outcome, in another analysis I’ll explain further the importance of this scene, but this not the one. However, I’ll briefly talk her point of view.

Caitlyn wasn’t shocked but that doesn’t mean that she didn’t think of that possibility. In this moment, Caitlyn is seeing Vi vulnerable and truthful about it for what it feels the first time. Now Caitlyn has the decision if to let Vi drift away with herself deprecating or she clarifies that this was her intention all along.

And Caitlyn does the latter, she chose to tell Vi that it was okay. She wasn’t mad at her, She knew this would happen and that she wanted the decision to be from Vi. And for that reason she does tell Vi briefly about Maddie, just for Vi to shut her off.

“Cait…I don’t fucking care”

And Caitlyn loves Vi so much that she would let her go in other for Vi to be happy. That is why she felt remorse when she saw Vi’s wound. Again, regretting what she did to her. But we know what happened next.

Finally, the battle. Caitlyn fights Ambessa, with disadvantage because she was stabbed by Ambessa and Maddie knocked her out. Even with that, she had to try, again her huntress side came out. But now is not about her seeing and strategically attacking the prey, Caitlyn is doing an offense impulsively with direct and “desperate” attacks (Vi must have rob to her, somehow).

But the thing is, they weren’t. She knew the aim was Ambessa’s stones. That was the prey Caitlyn was after. And she did it, thanks to Mel’s aid. But the cost? Her eye.

This goes back to the principals of combat that Ambessa taught her. Sacrifice. And that is what she did.

Now, Maddie’s betrayal didn’t affect Caitlyn as much as anyone would think of. Of course Caitlyn might have been disappointed but she clearly wasn’t surprised at all but the revelation. Again, Caitlyn wasn’t full open to Maddie in ways that she is with Vi.

Caitlyn must have given up her seat at the council and started anew. With Vi. Who she asked if she was willing to be with her, and fighting along side her if it came down to it. Caitlyn is asking out of vulnerability, she knows that this is only the beginning of a new era they might face. She knows that despite all, Caitlyn has to face new things that are outside of her.

“Are you still in this fight, Violet?”

“I’m the dirt under your nails, cupcake…nothings gonna clean me out.”

References:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7p33fNI6_DY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDDT924nbSw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gJ2vC1wY0o

Thank you so much for voting, see ya in the next time

~lovely

P.S. Comment respectfully, ty!!!!

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ghost-doodles · 1 month ago

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part 2

so here is basically part 2 of the au.

while i will be trying to stay some what in line with the plot of YOI time line wise some of it might be shortened a bit bc not only am i not much of a writer but im trying to meld together a bit of the jayvik plot from arcane too.

anyway

Unlike Yuuri who evidently had a crush on victor from the start Jayce is a bit further into the closet and only thinks of his feels as deep admiration and like standard idol vibes

So for a majority of like the first week he is like what the fuck is happening

Instead of having to loose weight to be allowed to skate Viktor says that Jayce needs to get more flexible in order to pull off some more technical moves in step sequences and help with his jumps

It takes about 3 weeks and while he is doing it Viktor does let him ice skate but he refuses to let him do anything complicated and refuses to teach him

Viktor during this time is getting along with Jayces mother and trying to get to know Jayce, albeit a tad unsuccessful thanks to his awkwardness

He also meets Mel and well he doesn’t exactly like her but he is using her facilities so not much he can do about that and admittedly she has some say in shit

he is also working on his own PT for his knee because while he doesn't know what he wants to do in regards to jayce he does miss skating even just for himself

Right when Jayce was about to be able to fully practice for the first time his old rink mate Ekko comes and starts arguing with him about leaving Heimerdinger and their rink and going to train under Viktor

while not as close given age Ekko also admires Viktor and is a tad jealous

Jayce and Ekko aren't exactly rivals but they have a bit of a back and forth/ old pupil new pupil vibes

Jayce is kinda put in a corner because he very much would rather work with Viktor but he kinda abruptly quit from his old coach as he initially thought that he was just going to quit as a whole

Ekko also brings the message from Heimerdinger thinks Jayce shouldn’t be coached under Viktor since Viktor tends to be ruthless with his training and he doesn’t want Jayce to get a head of himself

This cues a bit of an argument between Ekko and Jayce which Mel ends up over hearing

Due to this she suggest that they should have a small competition that if Ekko wins then Jayce goes back to Heimerdinger but if Jayce wins then he gets to choose

Jayce doesn’t initially want to compete but Mel persuades him by explaining if he wins not only does he get to continue his work with Viktor but it will show what he is capable of

In all reality she knows that if she host this competition it will be great publicity for her rink and with bring in a lot of supporters and new skaters

Heimerdinger is reluctant but ultimately agrees to it

Mel wanting to make it even more interesting suggest a piece which has two different opposing compositions one of which is a more up beat opera number which is meant to specify hope and the future the other is a classical piece of longing and nostalgia

Jayce gets hope Ekko gets nostalgia

Similar training sequence to YOI except its both Heimerdinger and Viktor working against each other with Jayce and Ekko rather than both of them skaters under one coach like in YOI

Heimerdinger does keep trying to help Jayce much to Viktor’s silent demise

Jayce’s thing he is working on getting out of his head an realizing that he’s like actually pretty good and can definitely be an a top figure skater

he is also learning to not be complacent with choreography and elements that if he can do something he doesn't always need to ask

similar to canon where it was viktor who persuaded him to do hextech

Ekko like Yuri is younger but shows great talent especially with his control in the air and his transitions, known for flying across the ice

However, tends to rush through his programs sometimes seeming a bit to fast and not emotionally invested

Debuted the prior season and was able to take 1st in his last JGP and is looking to take the gold in the current Grand Prix

Viktor adapts his program he was going to skate this season into something for Jayce, something that is supposed to be more hopeful and powerful showing a new Jayce who is coming confidently for the Gold

Ekko’s is supposed to be a slower piece which follows the nostalgia of his old junior self and even the sadness of letting go but at the end the brightness of a new career in the senior divisions

They go through training shenanigans both together and separate in similar fashion as YOI while Viktor and Jayce navigate where they want their relationship and coaching to go

Arcane!! on ice AU: (PREV/NEXT)

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onlyhereforbylerlol · 2 months ago

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ok so this might be a veryy controversial post but when I see melvik things or like stuff about them being best friends I'm just like: what?

HERES WHY!

In the show, they seem to have such distaste for each other 😭 like in the scene where mel is asking them to make hextech weapons, Viktor said something to her but she literally side eyed and ignored him, before going right back to talking over his head to Jayce like Viktor is not also a part of hextech, or as if he wasn't even there to begin with. After that, he obviously makes a face and seems annoyed with her bc she was just being rude to him for no reason? She then says to Jayce "the choice is yours" or something along those lines, looks at Viktor, and leaves the room. It's almost like she had to make it crystal clear that she was leaving him out and not talking to him. And it wasn't like she was saying that the choice was also his bc she looked at him after she said that and I'm pretty sure he wasn't looking. I mean I don't really think they've had one good interaction or really any at all 😭 I mean sure, a few here and there but they never seemed very friendly or nice. And in the scene where viktors in the web-hextech thing, and she's like "he'll come back to us" I don't think she's necessarily sad about him or anything, she just wants to be there for jayce. Not that she wouldn't care if he died, but she would probably only be super upset bc of jayce.

I also don't hate mel at all! I think she's a lovely character, I just think she was a little rude in the hextech weapon scene!

Idk. That's just my opinion! You are free to comment your opinion and add whatever you want but don't be rude about it bc I feel as if I was pretty respectful with this post! Nonetheless, you are allowed to feel however you want about this and ship whoever you want but I just wanted to see what other people think bc I think about this often. I do feel like they might see each other around and not hate each other's guts but I don't think they would become anything more than business partners or acquaintances that hang out occasionally in group settings because of their respective relationships with Jayce 🤷🏽‍♀️

#arcane #mel medarda #viktor #viktor arcane #jayce talis #jayce arcane #if you dont agree thats ok just dont be rude in my comments bc i dont have time for that and everything i have said was not disrespectful!#imo #my opinion!

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xxsquiddkiddxx · 2 months ago

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Didn't We Almost Have It All?

Jayce Talis x OC

Synopsis:Celeste Carson didn't intend on doing anything at the Academy besides pursuing her career in psychology. But one thing leads to another, and soon Celeste is working with Jayce and Viktor on Hextech.

Content Warnings: angst (hurt/no comfort), unrequited love(???), implied childhood friends, slow burn, slightly canon divergent... but pretty much consitant, oc x canon, very little fluff, no happy ending for anybody, did I mention it's gonna be angsty?, possible smut.

A/N: Hi! This is my first non x reader story on Tumblr. I might cross-post it onto Ao3, too [depends on how I feel about Ao3's outline... cuz I've never written on Ao3]. On with the writing :)

Playlist that goes along with story :)

Trial Periods

Timeline Placement: Between S1 EP3 and EP4

"And that concludes today's class!" The psych professor says, closing the book in front of them. Students pile out of the room as the professor talks about their newest homework assignment, about the due dates.

Celeste smiles softly at her professor, bidding them goodbye as she makes her way to her dorm. She pushes her bangs out of her face with a little puff of air as she walks back to her dorm. That's when she feels the hands of someone on her shoulders from behind. Celeste practically jumps out of her skin, whirling around to a laughing Jayce.

"Not funny, asshole!" Celeste chuckles, smacking Jayce's arm slightly. Compared to Jayce, Celeste felt like a midget. She was tall, standing at 5'7. Her hair was a dark chocolate brown, and almost always tied up into a bun. Her swoopy side bangs always stayed out of the bun. Since no matter how hard the poor girl tried, they'd always fall out anyhow.

She wore a similar corset vest to everyone else, but hers was gray. Her white button up had sleeves rolled up half-way up her arm ("My sleeves get in the way." Celeste had explained to Jayce with a chuckles during their first week there. "It pisses me off!") Her pants were beige, and she wore calf-high brown boots with what appeared to be mock-gold buckles.

"Sorry, sorry." Jayce chuckles, smiling like a dork. Or... at least Celeste thinks he looks like a dork... but a lovable dork. Kinda like a bug you just wanna keep in a little jar. "Couldn't resist. Anyhow... do you have time to maybe swing by the Hextech lab?" Jayce asks eagerly, like a puppy eager to show off a trick it had learned. Celeste laughs at Jayce's eagerness.

"Ummm... I probably should." She says, shifting her weight from one side of her hip to the other. "Do you have a spesifc time in mind?" She asks. Jayce shakes his head. "Oh alright, then. I can come around right now then."

Jayce doesn't even give her time to react, he just grabs her wrist and about drags her towards the lab. Celeste, laughing with her best friend as Jayce practically drags her behind him.

When Jayce and Celeste approach the lab, Jayce doesn't let go of her wrist as she laughs softly. "Did you really have to DRAG me here?" She asks between giggles. Jayce laughs with her. God he loved her laugh.

He could listen to it for hours. Not in a creepy way or anything like that, but the sound brought him emence amounts of comfort, joy. It sounded like home. It's hard to imagine his life without hearing that laugh.

"To say I DRAGGED you is a bit of an overstatement." He laughs, opening the lab door. The two walk in together. Celeste and Viktor make a small gesture in greeting as Jayce shows Celeste around the lab. Plans above plans for the future of Hextech and how they'd progress it, EVOLVE it to it's true glory. Celeste's eyes, however, keep shifting to a white board filled to the brim with linked equations. Mathematics on top of mathematics. It was enough to make the girl's head swim.

"Much different than psychology, huh?" Jayce laughs. Celeste also laughs along with him.

"You could say THAT again." She laughs, her gaze still lingering on the board. Jayce looks towards her, trying to figure out what keeps capturing her attention. Jayce smiles big, laughing softly.

"The board." He says, mostly to himself. "That's just an equation that's been stumping Viktor and I for a few days now."

"What's got you two stuck?" Celeste asks, walking towards the board, hands on her hips.

Jayce walks behind her, putting his hand on her shoulder. Touch between the two wasn't made a big deal of, it was in fact quite the opposite. Touch came natural to them... or for Jayce, at least. Celeste normally hated physical contact... but always accepted it from Jayce. No matter what.

"We keep getting a different awnser every time we do it." Viktor says, coming over to the two. "And when we apply the number we get to the research... it doesn't add up."

"We don't know if we're just tired, or maybe we need a fresh pair of-"

"I see the problem." Celeste says simply. Jayce stops dead in his tracks and looks down at Celeste.

"Oh??" Jayce asks. Viktor doesn't say anything, and instead hands Celeste a white board marker. She uncapped it and got up on her tiptoes to erase a few numbers, correcting the equation. Jayce's eyes watch in marvel and awe as she fixes a few things. Nothing too extreme, mostly changing a few number that were off by only 2 or 3 digits. When she solved it, she steps aside so the two could see the equation.

"Try that maybe?" She says. Jayce practically bolted to the desk Viktor was at prior, applying the knowledge given to the project.

"Holy shit, we might actually have success!" Jayce laughs. "Thanks, Celeste!"

Celeste chuckles. "No problem." She smiles. As Viktor looks over her work again, mumbling about "why he hadn't seen that before", Jayce looks at Celeste.

"Join us." He says. This makes both Celeste AND Viktor turn their heads.

"What?" The two said in unison. Celeste shocked at the offer, Viktor equally shocked at the offer. He wasn't opposed to Celeste joining the two, in fact Viktor'd quite enjoy it. The offer was simply sporadic enough to catch Viktor off guard.

"You heard me." Jayce says. "Join us in Hextech. Even if part-time."

"Jayce... I- I don't know." Celeste says nervously. "I don't think I'm qualified for this job-"

"Oh shut it." Jayce laughs softly. "You're EASILY one of the brightest minds I've ever met. We could use you on Team Hextech. So... just... think about it?" He asks. Celeste chuckles softly.

"I'll think about it." She says.

°~☆~°

Knock! Knock! Knock! Jayce practically falls out of bed at the sudden knocks. He groggily looks at a clock on his nightstand. 4:09am. Ohhhhh Piltover better be on fucking fire. Jayce makes his way to the door, not bothering to throw a shirt on. He opens it and he's greeted by none other than Celeste.

"This better be good." He groggily mumbles. He's partially joking. He can't stay mad at her... not when she had not only the cutest freckled face... but also the prettiest brown eyes he'd ever seen.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you but I was thinking... about your offer this afternoon." Celeste says, her words a little faster than probably nessicary. "And I thought about it... like REALLY thought about it. And I think... I think I want to trial a few days before I make a decision. Is that OK?"

Jayce blinks slowly at Celeste. "Huh?" He croaks out. Celeste laughs before dumbing it down for his barely awake brain.

"Can I have a trial period?" She asks. Jayce nods, rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

"Uh... yeah I don't see why not." He says sleepily. "Now can I PLEASE go back to sleep???" Celeste bids Jayce goodnight, and goes back to her own dorm. She falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow.

°~☆~°

Over the next few days, Celeste soaks in all she can while she "trials" working with Hextech. It takes a little under a day to catch her up with everything (Jayce always kept her posted on things, so she already knew at LEAST 50% of what she needed to know about Hextech), then it took 2 days for her to make a decision.

"I think..." She says, pushing the goggles she had on her head onto her face. "I think team Hextech gained a new member."

Reblogs and comments are appreciated!!!

A/N: if you read this far, lemme know what you think! Either in the comments or in the asks. I'm fine with both! I'll release some Celeste art too if people are interested!

- Squeed~☆

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itsjustcaroline · 7 months ago

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Alright, I thought long and hard about what we might see in Arcane Season 2, what the Machine Herald is going to look like, who else we might see, and so on.

Also, this post does not contain any leaks, I have seen one picture, which doesn't even make sense (lucky me). If you spoil anything under this post, you are going to be blocked. I will talk about bout the trailers, though.

So, let me get my thoughts in some order:

- if Viktor was the hooded person in the trailer or wears a mask, then it's probably more because of his side in this war: he's not a Piltovan, but also not really a Zaunite anymore. We don't know when he moved from the Undercity to Piltover, but from his concept art, it was most likely during his early teens.

He's slightly younger than in S1 Arc1, but already wearing the Academy's uniform (though it seems a bit too big for him, and his pants are more rigged).

So: Viktor is going to be a Pariah and he is going to need to hide his identity, which makes a Collab with Jinx unlikely since she's on the run from everyone. Singed might be there in the direct aftermath after he got blown up, but they're probably going to fall out again since lore-wise Singed is going to team up with Noxus.

- In League of Legends Heimerdinger is a mage (shooketh, I know), and there's already a scene in S1 alluding to this: when Viktor and Heimerdinger are in Heimerdinger's office, Viktor goes through Jayce's notes and is intrigued. He asks Heimerdinger, whether he could do it (magic) and Heimerdinger hesitates a tell-tale second before he declines. Now, Heimerdinger might be a mage, but he relies mostly on his inventions. But wouldn't a fight between Viktor and Heimerdinger be cool? First, they throw ideologies at each other, then they fight. I think, I'd love this even more than Viktor vs. Jayce. Kinda like Obi-Wan vs. Anakin.

- I think, that Caitlyn is going to shoot Vi. Everyone I read so far thinks that it's the other way around, but that would be too predictable in my opinion. But maybe it is that way.

- Just stating that everyone is going to be contrary than they were in S1 and going from there falls a bit short. I think, that there's more to this quote.

- Divorce Era, because Jayce does, in fact, not understand. I am going to cry.

- The Hexcore will save Viktor's life in the aftermath of the explosion, and there are three ways I can see that happening:

(1) Viktor does it himself, maybe with the help from Singed.

(2) Jayce does it, thus breaking his promise to destroy it. I am going to cry

(3) The Hexcore, which is now connected to Viktor will sense his doom and burst to him. That might also be the shine, that Heimerdinger saw in the trailer.

- That brings me to another point, to the connection towards the Void: I don't think there's much to it and that the Hexcrystals are not shards of the brakken. However, I think the Hexcore is sentient due to Sky. Think about it: it changed its form after it disintegrated (or absorbed) Sky. Then it hurt Viktor (honestly, same. You think, you can walk away after accidentally dusting me and threatening to destroy my new essence? I'd be pissed). It might be interesting, if the Hexcore/Sky talks to Viktor in his head, furthering his spiral into madness. I'm here for it.

- Ekko will learn how to manipulate time and he will use it to try and save somebody. Be it somebody from the Firelights, their hideout or Jinx. Maybe it will go in the same direction like in the Convergence-Comic (which is, I repeat, outside of any lore), maybe not.

- Well then, what Viktor might look like: my favourite head-canon would be just as described in The Pulse of the Machine by bringthekaos on AO3. Mechanical eyes? Voice modulator can be shut off? Emotional suppressor has a switch? Rawrs in cyber-engineering. As it stands, I imagine it more to be like Battle Angel Alita (the manga, NOT the film!) or like a Borg from Star Trek. Definitely NOT like a Cyberman from Doctor Who.

- Who else do I want to see in S2:

Swain, just give me the Noxian General and heal my Daddy issues.

Renata, just give me the Chem-Baronness and heal my Mommy issues.

Jhin, Arcane should take place around the same time when Jhin was in Zaun. But that is a far shot (pun intended)

Camille, she exploits Hextech to become a weapon and I think she is kind of contrary to Viktor, who only ever wanted to help (others, himself, though with sometimes dubious means

I don't see that Orianna is Singed's daughter. That would fuck her beautiful lore. Don't do that to me.

Stuff, I'd also like to see:

- Viktor's apartment in Piltover

- Viktor's parents (flashback)

- Jayce's father (flashback)

- Jayce and Viktor fighting but unable to do so properly

- Mel and Sevika together

Thanks for coming to my Arcane-Talk.

#arcane league of legends #arcane #arcane season 2 #viktor arcane #jayce arcane #heimerdinger arcane #ekko arcane #jinx arcane #vi arcane #caitlyn arcane #predictions #no spoilers #stuff that I think would be neat #mel arcane #sevika arcane #the machine herald

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arcane-ish · 4 months ago

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Rambling thoughts on Cait's storyline

I thought about doing like an exhaustive analysis of Cait's story in s2Act1 with like pictures and stuff as example. But then I got lazy. I will try to focus on some short notes.

1.) I don't get the vibe that Cait is being manipulative when she pulls away from Vi's touch. I think she's genuinely torn. I can't quite decide whether she's fighting her rising anti-Zaunite rage or on some level realizes what a mess she is and that going for it with Vi right now would be a bad idea. But I don't think she is angling for anything like that, imo she's just struggling with her own emotions. Sidenote: I think it's worth nothing how it mirrors the face touching that Jayce does to Mel.

2.) However, I totally get manipulative vibes from the whole "Cait sang Vi's praises to the enforcers and then her future team member just shows up at Vi's to tell her this". Like either Cait was setting up Vi to join the force (by giving a speech to the enforcers and threatening them with withdrawing funding) without actually asking Vi and/or she sent the enforcer girl to find Vi and tell her that. I dunno, there's just something odd about Caitlyn's multi-cultural task force just coming together like that.

3.) I complained in regards to Jayce's storyline that he is in multiple storylines that don't feel quite connected. And how he moves from one story to the next makes it seem like he doesn't actually care all that much. If I think about it, Caitlyn and Vi are strictly speaking in multiple stories as well (ie apprehending Jinx, Hextech, Ambessa's schemes). But they are getting the royal treatment. It doesn't feel like they are in distinct storythreads because the show connects them. These stories when they are in them still feel like they are fundamentally about Vi and Cait. Because of that it doesn't feel like they are in multiple stories, it's one big ball of story mud of Caitlyn and Vi. Jinx comments on Vi being sweet on Caitlyn. Mel tells Jayce to check on Caitlyn which gives her a chance to talk about Vi, Ambessa's schemes in regards to Caitlyn are meaningful also in part because they might affect how Vi feels about Cait and how likely they are to reunite.

Notice how when Heimer introduces Ekko and Jayce to each other, he doesn't ask what happened to Viktor? Even though that would make sense for his character and would give Jayce a way to voice his theory on why Viktor left and where he is now?

But it never comes up. Because Jayce, Viktor etc are firmly a B story and a result their fates and feelings don't matter to the other characters as much (and in turn means that the characters themselves feel like they don't care as much, while you can't get very far without having it pointed out to you that Vi matters to Cait and vice versa).

4.) I think the scene between Cait and Vi at the pond is intensely interesting. Because Cait says there's three faces she keeps seeing. her mom, Jinx and Vi. Her mom and Jinx are illustrated with a visual, but Vi isn't.

We don't get shown what Vi looks like in Cait's mind. Maybe we can infer that it's like in the beginning, where her world is in black and white and only Vi is in color.

But why not show us? In her visions of her, is Vi smiling? Being a steady rock? Looking at her with concern?

When she talks about her visions of Cassandra and Jinx, she speaks in detail how those make her feel. But with Vi she doesn't. We just have the tone of her voice to infer, but she does not say.

5.) I think it's very telling why Cait wants Vi to come along. Like there are clear tactical advantages to having a Zaunite guide while fighting in Zaun. Vi points this out and as Sevika points out when talking to the barons. But imo Cait asks Vi to come because she feels herself slipping.

She wants Vi to hold her back. Which from a relationship point of view, is kind of shitty, to pick somebody else and try to make them responsible for you not going evil.

(an interesting wrinkle is that when Caitlyn asks why she is indicating that she is scared if she goes after Jinx "one of them will end up in a box", indicating she doesn't want to kill Jinx, but Vi comes to quickly assure Caitlyn that she would be okay with Cait taking the shot on Jinx)

6.) Imo it's interesting that before they kiss Vi essentially tells Cait that she feels like she has nobody left.

And in the beginning it's like Cait also feels like Vi is the only thing that she has left, the only thing that is real.

When even her father is grey and doesn't feel real to her. Except it's not true. Even if Vi is important to her, Caitlyn has people. She has like three different people other than Vi try to reach out and give her comfort.

And that is on top of just via her position in society she has this whole apparatus behind and under her, the enforcers, the council. While Vi has dead siblings, dead parents, dead foster father (to her knowledge), no status within Zaun's society/nobody who cares what decisions she will make, a sister she considers dead and had a falling out with, no friends it seems left back in Zaun (either she never had any of her absence was too long) and for whatever reason she doesn't consider Ekko to be meaningful (maybe their relationship was just to casual, maybe she thinks he will judge her for working with the enforcers, maybe she is too self-hate-y to think she belongs there).

#arcane spoilers #arcane #caitvi #piltover's finest #vi #caitlyn #caitlyn x vi #vi x caitlyn

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yolatirra · 4 months ago

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Some Thoughts about Arcane Season 2, Especially Relating to Potential Time Travel

Pt 1: Isha

I think Isha has something to do with Ekko and time travel.

Something that keeps nagging at me about Isha is that we don't actually know anything about her. She showed up in S2E2 running from some guys and then literally dropped into Jinx's lap. We still don't know why she was running from them. We don't know where she came from. We have no idea who she is.

One analysis videos I watched, which I've now sadly lost track of, pointed out that there are a TON of Firelights symbols in that scene.

With this in mind, I combed through the entire six episodes of Acts 1 & 2, looking for any other green hourglasses. I didn't find them anywhere else. To be fair, I combed through the season pretty quickly, so I may have missed them. If I did, please point them out to me! But if I'm right that this is the only place we see them, that's VERY WEIRD and VERY INTENTIONAL.

Someone in a different analysis video also pointed out that Isha has some oddly fancy aspects to her outfit.

This could definitely be nothing, but something about that pattern on her vest seems out of place. Almost more like something you'd seen in Piltover than in Zaun.

My theory is that Isha was sent to this point in time by Ekko and we're going to see what led up to this moment in Act 3. Isha might be dead (I'm still sobbing about it), but we're going to learn more about her.

Will she stay dead? Honestly yeah, I think so.

I think that the version of events we're seeing is the version where time has already been changed, and I'm going to get into that more later.

Pt 2: The Letter

Actually I lied above about not finding any other green hourglasses in season 2. I found one more, in the scene where Jinx is reading Vander's letter to Silco in S2E5.

Note that this ISN'T the Firelights symbol. But it is definitely a green hourglass. Also note the gear in the center, which has been a recurring symbol this season that seems to have something to do with time.

This has to mean something, right? But I don't know what.

Pt 3: Gears-As-Clocks

There is one really notable instance of this. I really wish I had a GIF of this scene, but I don't know how to make GIFs and I don't feel like learning just for this, but here's a sequence of screenshots that hopefully show you what I mean.

Jinx turns clockwise, which transitions into the gear on Jayce's hammer also turning clockwise. Like a clock. The gear is a clock. Going forward in time.

And what shot do we get immediately after this?

Jayce is going forward in time.

I suspect there might be other instances of gears turning clockwise to symbolize a clock, but I've already spent too long on this post so if anyone finds another example, please share. Still, even if this is the only instance, it recontextualizes all gears in this season to be time-related.

Pt 4: Fortune Cookie

I kept wondering why Jinx calls Viktor a fortune cookie. I do think there are multiple parts to this and I'm missing some of it. Something about a cookie being sweet and Viktor being sweet? I dunno, I'm missing part of what this comparison means.

HOWEVER. Why a FORTUNE cookie, and not just any cookie?

Fortune cookies predict the future, but in silly, little ways that don't really mean anything. Maybe Viktor can see the future, but only glimpses. Tiny things that don't actually allow him to do anything about it.

Fortune cookies also hide their fortune inside a bland, mildly sweet cookie, and you have to break the cookie to get the fortune out...

OKAY WAIT I was gonna say I don't know what that means, but uh... you have to break the cookie to get the fortune.

You have to break Viktor to find the future.

Pt 5: Fate

I've rewatched Viktor's scenes several times, and I kept wondering why Viktor asks Singed whether he believes in fate. It seems to come out of nowhere.

My theory at this point in that Viktor knows something is manipulating events, but he can't see specifics. He just knows there is some invisible force guiding events, and maybe, he's wondering if Singed knows about it.

Pt 6: Singed's Plan

What is Singed's plan in Act 2?

He goes to the undercity rally and clearly wants to be arrested. He comes prepared with a knife and slits his hand, so he will leave a blood trail. He wants to be taken to prison, and he wants Warwick to follow him there.

When we see Singed in the prison, in the scene where Jinx finds Isha, he has the door to his cell partially open.

He could have left before that, but he wants to be there. Then the lights start flickering and he closes the door again, to protect him from Warwick.

When Caitlyn walks through the prison in S2E5, he's STILL THERE. The door is unlocked. He could have left after Warwick did. But he stayed.

He stays so he can talk to Ambessa. When Ambessa comes to see him alone in prison, the first thing he says is "I've been expecting you."

He wanted to show Ambessa what he was capable of (Warwick) so that Ambessa would hire him. And that's exactly what she does.

And what does he do? He convinces Ambessa they can use Warwick, and then tracks Warwick to Viktor's commune.

Now, there are some things worth mentioning. First, Singed likely didn't expect Jinx to be at the prison, and didn't expect Jinx to awaken Vander within Warwick. However, Jinx's presence didn't disrupt his plan to get Ambessa's attention. His plan remained intact.

Second, he wouldn't have had any way of predicting that Warwick would up in Victor's commune, but I suspect this is a happy coincidence for him. I'm guessing he wanted to use Ambessa to recapture Warwick, and then was planning to convince her that Viktor would also be useful.

We know from the scene early on in S2E4 where Ambessa is conducting hextec experiements that she wished she had captured the "scientists" aka Jayce and Viktor. Singed likely knew about Viktor's commune, just because word about it had been spreading around Zaun, and even to Piltover (Lest mentions Viktor to Salo), and we know Singed suspected that the Herald was Viktor.

Ambessa would have wanted to invade the commune to capture Viktor, even if Warwick hadn't been there.

But, it turns out, he is, so that allows Singed and Ambessa to capture two experimental subjects with one invasion. Singed wants to get in there, capture both Warwick and Viktor, and combine them into a perfect being. This is his ultimate goal on the path to "curing death".

Which leads us to my final topic.

Pt 7: Jayce

What is the thing no one expects in Act 2?

Jayce killing Viktor. This was not a part of Singed's plan. Jayce kills Viktor before Singed can get to him, and THAT is why killing Viktor was necessary.

So, I have a couple of theories of where things go from here regarding Viktor.

Option 1: While this didn't prevent Singed from getting ahold of Viktor, it did damage Viktor in some way that prevents him from being used the way Singed intended. Whatever Singed would have done with Viktor is now impossible, and the future isn't as bad as the one Jayce saw.

Option 2: Viktor is actually, fully dead, and the hints of him we see in the Act 3 preview are actually scenes from the future that Jayce saw and has now prevented. Viktor could still come back in some way in the main timeline, but... I honestly do think there's a chance that he's actually just dead, and we'll only see alternate timeline versions of him in Act 3.

Okay, I think that's everything. Sorry to end on a depressing note but uh... Arcane, right? It's good. It's really good.

I do hope Viktor isn't dead though, even if he comes back even more wrong than before.

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A Quick Fix - Anthony Burch

Any fool could have predicted that Viktor would strike back at some point. If one weren’t a fool, one might predict the exact date and time of an attempted counterattack.

Jayce was not a fool.

He stood in his workshop, bathed in sun rays from his skylight, surrounded by dozens of artifacts of his own genius: Gearwork boots that could cling to any surface. A knapsack with articulated limbs that always kept the user’s tools within easy reach.

Greater than all these inventions, however, was the weapon that Jayce now held in his hands. Powered by a Shuriman shard, Jayce's transforming hextech greathammer was renowned throughout Piltover, but he tossed it from hand to hand as if was any other tool from his workshop.

Three sharp taps echoed from Jayce’s door.

They were here.

Jayce had prepared for this. He'd run experiments on Viktor’s discarded automata. He'd intercepted the mechanical communications. Any second, they’d beat down his front door and try to rip away his hextech hammer. After that, they'd try to do the same with his skull. “Try” being the operative word.

He flicked a switch on the hammer’s handle. With an energetic sizzle, the head of Jayce’s masterpiece transformed into a hextech blaster.

He took aim.

Stood his ground.

Watched the door open. His finger tightened on the trigger.

And he almost blasted a seven-year-old girl’s head off.

She was tiny and blonde and would have seemed adorable to anyone who wasn’t Jayce. The girl pushed the door open and walked in with shuffling, tentative steps. Her ponytail swished to and fro as she approached Jayce. She kept her head down, ever avoiding his gaze. He had two hypotheses regarding why she might refuse eye contact: she was hugely impressed to be in the presence of someone so acclaimed, or she was working for Viktor and about to surprise him with a chem-bomb. Her blushing indicated it was likely the former.

“My soldier broke,” she said, proffering a limp metal knight, its arm bent backward at a perverse angle.

Jayce didn’t move.

“Please leave or you’ll probably die.”

The child stared at him.

“Also, I don’t fix dolls. Find somebody with more time on their hands.”

Tears began to well up in her eyes.

“I don’t have any money for an artificer, and my muh–,” she said, stifling a sob, “mother made him for me before she passed, and–”

Jayce furrowed his brow and, for the first time in quite a while, blinked.

“If it’s so precious to you, why did you break it?”

“I didn’t mean to! I took him to the Progress Day feast and somebody bumped into me and I dropped him, and I know I should have just left him at home–”

“ –Yes, you should have. That was stupid of you.”

The girl opened her mouth to speak, then stopped herself. Jayce had seen this kind of reaction before. Most everyone he met had heard the stories of his legendary hammer and his unyielding heroism. They expected grandeur. They expected humility. They expected him to not be a massive jerk. Jayce inevitably disappointed them.

“What is wrong with you?” she asked.

“Most facets of my personality, so I’ve been told,” he replied without hesitation.

The child furrowed her brow. She shoved the broken doll into his face.

“Fix it. Please.”

“You’ll just break it again.”

“I won’t!”

“Look,” he said. ”Little girl. I’m very busy, and–”

Something flitted across the skylight, casting a quick shadow on the two of them. Anyone else would have assumed it was nothing more than a falcon passing overhead. Jayce knew better. He fell silent. A wry smile spread across his face as he yanked the girl toward his workbench.

“The thing is,” he said, “machines are very simple.”

He lifted a large, thin sheet of bronze and began to hammer its corners with sharp taps. “They’re made of discrete parts. They combine and recombine in clear, predictable ways.” He beat the sheet over and over until it took the form of a smooth dome.

“People are more complicated. They’re emotional, they’re unpredictable, and – in nearly every case – they’re not as smart as me,” he said, drilling a clean hole into the top of the dome. “Now usually, that’s a problem. But sometimes, their stupidity works in my favor.”

“Is this still about my doll, or–”

“Sometimes, they’re so insecure in their inferiority – so desperate to take their revenge – that they make a foolish mistake.” He grabbed a shining copper rod, and screwed it into the center of the dome.

“Sometimes people fail to protect their most precious assets,” he said, nodding at her tin soldier before holding aloft the newly-formed metal umbrella. “And sometimes, that means instead of assaulting my workshop through the more obvious front door, they try to take…”

He looked upward, “...the more dramatic approach.”

He handed her the umbrella, which took all of her meager strength to keep aloft.

“Hold this. Don’t move.”

She opened her mouth to respond, only to yelp in surprise as the skylight shattered above her. Glass bounced off the makeshift umbrella like rain as a half-dozen men leapt down to the floor. Tubes of bright green chems protruded from the base of their necks, connecting to their limbs. Their eyes were dead, their faces emotionless. They were definitely Viktor’s boys, alright: drugged punks from Zaun’s sump level whom Viktor had pumped full of hallucinogens and hypnotics. Chem-stunted thugs who would follow Viktor’s every whim whether they wanted to or not. Jayce had been expecting to see automatons, but Viktor likely couldn’t have gotten so many through Piltover unnoticed. Still, these chem-slaves were just as much of a danger. They turned toward Jayce and the girl.

Before they reached the pair, however, Jayce’s hextech blaster exploded with voltaic energy. An orb of hextech-powered lightning shot out of its core and detonated in the middle of the group. The chem-slaves slammed into the workshop's immaculate walls.

“So much for the element of surprise, huh, Vikto–”

A hulking brute of a machine leapt down amongst the pile of unconscious chem-slaves. It looked, Jayce thought, like a cross between a minotaur and a very angry building.

“Watch out,” the girl yelped.

Jayce rolled his eyes. “I am watching him. Stop panicking. I have the situation well in-ow!” he said, interrupted as the metal beast rammed him in the chest.

The beast sent Jayce hurtling backward. He landed on a rolling cart, his back cracking from the impact.

Grunting, he pulled himself to his feet as the beast charged again.

“That’s the last time you touch me,” he said.

Jayce swung his hextech weapon as hard as he could, transforming it back into a hammer mid-swing. The minotaur lowered its head to ram Jayce again, foolishly ignoring the weapon’s arc.

The hammer found its mark with a resounding crunch. The minotaur, its head caved all the way back into its metal neck, collapsed to the floor. A cloud of escaping steam hissed from its carcass.

Jayce pulled back the hammer again, readying for another attack. He watched the skylight. A few minutes passed. Soon enough, he seemed satisfied the assault was over.

He tried to step back toward his workbench, only to double over in pain, grasping at his stomach. The girl rushed to his side.

“Still hurts where he tackled you, huh?”

“Obviously.”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have let him,” she said. “That was stupid of you.”

Jayce raised an eyebrow at the kid. Her eyes widened, unsure if she’d crossed a line. A slow smile crept across his face.

“What was your name?”

“Amaranthine.”

Jayce sat at his workbench and grabbed a screwdriver.

“Gimme the doll, Amaranthine,” he said.

A massive grin broke out on her face. “So you can fix it?”

Jayce smirked at her.

“There’s nothing I can’t fix.”

#jayce giopara #standalone art #short story #machine herald archive #amaranthine #defender of tomorrow

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coppercrow · 1 month ago

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WIP Word Train

Rules: tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share a sentence/excerpt from your wips that start with that letter.

Tagged by @softest-punk (thank you so much, I love doing these types of things!)

My word is TEAR

Also this is as good of a time as ever to reveal the share volume of Arcane brainrot going on through the fact that 3/4 of these are Arcane Jayvik WIPs XD

T - Miscommunicated Affection (Arcane: working title, fluffy oneshot set early in the S1 time jump, Jayce/Viktor)

The first time Viktor hugged Jayce, his first instinct was to ask if the other man was feeling alright. He didn’t do that though, because that would be rude. Probably. His second instinct was to just pretend it wasn’t happening. This was a difficult prospect, given that Viktor had, out of the blue, approached Jayce from behind and wrapped his arms around his waist like that was the perfectly usual thing to do. For the record, it wasn’t–Viktor had never initiated so much as a quick side hug in the months he’d known him, let alone whatever this was–however Jayce nonetheless went with this instinct because what else was he meant to do?

Standing in front of the blackboard, Jayce was acutely aware of the warm press of Viktor’s face between his shoulder blades, the line of his body pressing against his spine. His brain felt like it was short-circuiting and it took all his brainpower to keep his breathing normal. His heart on the other hand was a lost cause. This– this could not be happening.

(gods he wished it was though, this felt straight out of every indulgent daydream he’d been having for the last three months straight)

E - Ya’aburnee (Arcane: also known as the Pain AU, multi chapter canon divergent fic, Jayce/Viktor)

“Eh, failure is subjective. If you failed him, then it was no more than I did.”

There is a long moment of silence before in a tone of wonder Heimerdinger speaks. “Viktor? Is that you, my lad?”

Viktor looks down and meets the yordle’s wide blue eyes. They glisten brightly as he looks back at him.

“Yes…in the flesh, as it were.” That wasn’t exactly accurate, these days, but he is hardly going to go into the semantics of his own physical condition with the Heimerdinger. Not when the yordle looks like he is moments away from bursting into tears.

“My boy…I thought–we thought…”

The sentence trails off, but he can fill in the gaps. Viktor, we thought you were gone. Viktor we thought that your illness had taken its course. Viktor, we thought that Jayce’s death had killed you. He isn’t surprised. That had been his intention, after all those years, when he left Piltover. A careful excision of his presence from their lives, designed to sever ties with exacting permanence. Easier to let them think he was dead than know to truth. Easier to fade from memory than risk exposing the truth and facing the repulsion that would follow (and there would be repulsion).

“Some things were necessary, to achieve my goals.”

He watches as Heimerdinger’s face falls, and the inevitable path his eyes trace over his shadowed face, his cloaked form and gloved hands, the lack of cane. He can see questions forming behind those eyes–simultaneously ancient and yet so naive–and knows this conversation can’t linger much longer.

A - Banishment AU (Arcane: placeholder name, long multi chapter canon divergent fic from S1E1, Jayce/Viktor)

“As Junior Ambassador to Zaun? No. My mother would rather I wasn’t here.” There was a distinct bitterness to Caitlyn’s voice. “Last I heard she was still fighting the lifting of the banishment. It’s bad enough Vi and I are dating, she’s treating having Jayce back in the city as some sort of attack on the family honour.”

Interesting, he thought. He’d suspected the Council vote had been divided on lifting Jayce Talis’ banishment, but he’d have thought there might be some lingering warmth on Councillor Kiramman’s part for her former beneficiary, but it seemed not. He supposed permanently maiming her daughter was a good enough reason to sour that relationship.

“Are they sending anyone else from the Council, then?”

There was a thoughtful pause as she considered the question. “I suspect Councillor Medarda will make an appearance.”

Viktor fought a grimace. Councillor Mel Medarda had a frankly predatory interest in academics–especially the inventors–at the Academy. He’d seen her swoop, raptor-like, down on more than one young student at the annual Young Innovators Competition when it seemed like their project might have the capacity to turn a profit. It made him sick, the lack of interest in science beyond what money it could make.

He considered himself lucky that he’d been overlooked by her in the early days of her Councillorship (after all, nobody had seen him as anything other than the poor Undercity charity case). By the time his work started turning heads, he’d been established and well-funded enough through his Zaunite connections that she hadn’t been able to get her talons in.

His silence was telling because Caitlyn offered him a sympathetic smile. “She’d not all bad, you know. I doubt the banishment would have been lifted without her.”

R - It’s all about that journey to pleasure town (Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, Chapter 12 of my ongoing fic, Asmodeus/FizzaRolli centric)

“Relax, Voxxy. He’s probably just busy.” Val said, and took a draw of his cigarette before blowing the smoke at his screen.

(Val said that as though he hadn’t been the one pacing their bedroom at four a.m two days ago, ranting about how Asmodeus was ignoring him, and was it him or had that backstabbing twink whore been poisoning the Sin against him.)

“Besides, what’s stopping me from sounding him out at the launch gala?” Val purred, reaching out a hand and stroking it up one of Vox’s antennae. The feeling sent electricity zapping down his spine and out through the complex network of nerves and wires that made up his physical form. He suppressed a shudder, though a faint electrical whine emanated through the room.

“You know how convincing I can be,” Val continued, before giving the antenna a sharp flick that made his entire screen glitch in a sudden burst of pleasure-pain. “Stop being a whiny bitch Voxxy and admit I did a good job.”

“Whiny bitch? I’ll show you–”

“Boys, boys. If you want to fuck about it, get a room.”

Velvette’s unamused voice snapped his attention across the room, where she sat upside down on her own couch, eyes still fixed on her phone. She was dressed casually–leggings and a cropped t-shirt with the logo of that pop singer Vel definitely didn’t have a crush on–hair pulled into two fluffy buns.

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bonesandthebees · 3 months ago

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Arcane makes book club anons come out of lurking lmao (and I'm no exception). I would absolutely love to hear your thoughts and possible analysis when you finish season 2! Likes and dislikes and everything in between, like a full-blown post with 'read more' lol.

Hope you get better soon! Wish all the warmth and coziness ^^

-🌹

OKAY FINALLY FINISHED I'VE BEEN HOLDING ONTO THIS ASK ROSE

so I definitely have Thoughts on arcane that I'll throw under the cut

ok. so overall I really really liked the show. I got a LOT spoiled for me before I watched it (even though I tried to avoid spoilers it just kept ending up on my dash) so that might be why I was okay with some of the more 'controversial' writing choices since I already knew they were coming. like I knew that Vander was still alive going into s2 and was going to come back, I knew Isha was going to die, I knew Jinx was going to die, I knew Viktor and Jayce were going to have a Madoka Magica-esque homoerotic ascending into the universe kind of ending so like I had a lot of knowledge going into it

I've seen a lot of criticism about Isha's death feeling pointless and while I get where that's coming from, personally I didn't mind it because of the drastic change it sparked in Jinx's character. you could argue she was already going in this direction anyway with realizing that she had to step up and do things to help others and that Isha didn't need to die for that, but personally I still think it made sense. I do wish they had spent a little more time fleshing out Jinx's role as an older sister/mother figure to Isha and how that probably changed her perspective of Vi because there's no way that didn't affect how she looked back at her childhood memories with Vi now understanding what it was like to be in Vi's shoes. but I get it, they only had limited time so I'm not, like, upset about it.

however, I do think I have an issue with Jinx dying as a writing choice. while I do appreciate the 'poetic' nature of it with Vander finally getting to rest and one of his daughters needing to take him down, I also think it just didn't need to happen? Jinx and Vi could've both pushed him off the platform and Jinx could've tossed one of her bombs down after him. while I understand the character arc of her sacrificing herself for Vi, I think we'd already reached that point of her character growth by her teaming up with Ekko and joining the final battle and fighting side by side with her sister in the first place. it definitely felt like Jinx's death was kind of just thrown in because the writers wanted to make it feel more like a bittersweet ending than anything else. I will say though, I do understand that Jinx's ending was going to be a tricky one for the writers to figure out no matter what. she did, yknow, commit an act of terrorism and murder several politicians so it would still feel weird for her to get off scot free after that, but maybe she could've just left Piltover/Zaun entirely and gone off to explore the world or something. I just think there were alternatives the writers could've considered.

those were my main issues with the show though. otherwise I really really loved it. call me controversial but I love Caitlyn and Vi and their whole messed up thing going on. I definitely feel like Vi joining the enforcers in Act 1 was REALLY strange for her but I do feel like it was a character choice that made sense after the terrorist attack at the funeral and also everything she'd just recently been through with her sister. Now do I think she would've gone along with Caitlyns' gassing plan... ehhhh debatable but I'm going to let it slide.

But Caitlyn I adore because she's such a messy character. Yes, I like the cop because I like that she's a really shitty person. I like how she's written, sue me. I loved seeing her good intentions and morals get so twisted in s2. I think it was incredibly fucked up of her to use the gas against the Zaunites to try and hunt Jinx down and it's a great example of how horribly messed up she was by her mother's death! And I think her entire dynamic with Ambessa was so well done. Caitlyn was mourning her mother and angry and desperate to find a direction to put that anger in, and Ambessa, a mother, hands her an army and tells her what direction to point her anger in. I've seen some people argue about whether Caitlyn was aware she was being manipulated by Ambessa or not because of that scene where Vi points out to her that Ambessa was doing that and Caitlyn says "I know" and to me it seemed very clear that Caitlyn was saying that she knew she was being manipulated only in retrospect, not during it.

Like, I'm not over here trying to defend Caitlyn's dictator arc or say she gets an excuse because she was manipulated. She still had choice and agency and did some very terrible things but I think it's fascinating how she got to that point and I can understand the circumstances that altered her mind to get to that place. And again, I think it's very important to recognize that Caitlyn had just lost her mother who she had a very complicated relationship with, while Ambessa was a mother herself and while she might not have been traditionally motherly, she definitely positioned herself as a mother-type figure towards Caitlyn in terms of giving her guidance and wanting to push her in the direction she wanted. Caitlyn was such a moral part of the show in s1 so I just really loved seeing how twisted she got in s2.

Okay I rambled a lot about Caitlyn but I have a lot of feelings about her. I like really well-written bad people with good intentions. This is very long now but I have soooo many thoughts about this show and I really loved it even if I do have a few issues here and there. The animation and music and characterization of everyone was so good and I had such a fun time watching it. Also just, so many incredible female characters. They're all so different and complicated and arghhhhhh yes this show is incredible with its women. I haven't even gotten to Mel and how much I love her or Sevika and how she's my favorite female dad figure lmao. But very good show overall!!!

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sunkibae · 4 months ago

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DECODE; eli moskowitz | chapter I

Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x fem!oc

Warnings: bullying, some swear words

Word Count: 2494

A/N: you can also read it here -> wattpad

-> previous chapter

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Kelly tilted her head back, feeling the warm sun on her skin. In her ears echoed, the loud music, laughter, and shouts of Sams friends, whom the girl had invited to the party on the last day of summer. Kelly couldn't remember the last time she had been to a party. For the past two years spent in Boston, her life had mostly been about surviving to the next day without crying and breaking down. Where she was now felt at times almost unreal.

"You were right," Sam said, who was sitting to her right. "This is seriously great fun."

"I told you it's better to be the one throwing the party," Yasmin said, pleased, shrugging her shoulders, then raising her eyebrows, staring at something, or rather someone, on the other side of the pool. "And Kyler has been checking you out all day."

Kelly shook her head, glancing at Sam, who laughed nervously, looking down. She was glad her friend was doing well, but there was something strange and, for her, unsettling about Kyler. She didn't trust him or any of Sams friends. She mentioned it to LaRusso some time ago, but the girl told her that Kelly's past still haunts her, so Griffiths didn't bring up what she thought about it anymore. She concluded that there might be some truth in this, considering that until now they hadn't done anything that could have caused her concern.

"Kelly!" Moon lightly nudged her shoulder to get her attention. "Jayce asked about you recently. Maybe you should loosen up a bit and finally have some fun too."

"Don't even start." Kelly replied, not even bothering to open her eyes. "I'm not into that kind of things right know. I have more importnat things to deal with."

"I don't think I know anyone as uptight as you." Yas stated, taking a sip from her red cup while not taking her eyes off one of the soccer team boys.

"Guys are just one big problem." Kelly shrugged, glancing at Sam, who seemed to look at her with some form of pity in her eyes.

Moon sighed heavily, hearing her response, and then got up, pulling out her phone to record Rory doing a somersault into the pool. Sam and Yasmin occupied themselves, giving Kelly the peace she so enjoyed. However, this didn't last long, as just moments later, the music and any conversations suddenly went quiet. Kelly opened her eyes, and when she looked back, she could only open her mouth in surprise.

"Get out of here." Daniel LaRusso stood by the speaker and was clearly not happy with the state of his garden. She slowly got up, seeing Sam run up to her father and start explaining. She felt a bit sorry for the girl, but at the same time, she was surprised that young LaRusso hadn't simply asked her parents for permission earlier. She had known Daniel and Amanda for many years and was sure that neither of them would have had any problem with their daughter wanting to invite friends over.

She felt Yasmin's hand on her shoulder, turned towards her, and saw the girl gesturing towards the other exit of the garden. She nodded and, taking Moon by the wrist, they slipped through the back gate. On the way, Kelly grabbed her oversized white t-shirt from a garden chair and threw it on. As they approached Yas's car, they found four of the boys already there, who had also vanished as soon as they saw Sam's dad. To Kelly's dismay, one of them was Jayce.

"Jayce! You drove here, right?" the blonde asked, looking at him meaningfully, and the boy just nodded in response. "Then you can take Kelly, since you live closer to her than I."

"The rest can ride with us," Moon quickly interjected, letting go of Kelly's arm that she had been holding.

Griffiths opened her mouth to say something, but Jayce's three friends had already climbed into the back of Yasmin's car, leaving her with little choice. Last thing Kelly wanted was to sit in a stranger's car, wearing only beach shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Additionally, the guy was taciturn, and for the past two weeks, every time they were in the same place, he had been staring at her with that specific glint in his eye that she completely disliked.

"I'll kill you." Kelly hissed in Yasmin's ear, who just winked at her and headed towards her car, leaving her at the mercy of fate. Or rather, at the mercy of Jayce.

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"You guys are insane" Kelly said, sitting at the school table between Yasmin and Sam. The girls just laughed, looking at their friend meaningfully. But for Kelly there was nothing funny there, she was very much annoyed with what the girls did the day before. She didn't really consider Yasmin and Moon her friends, she was hanging out with them the whole summer just because of Sam. She could feel that there was something about them she did not like, she just wasn't sure what it was yet.

"Come on, tell us if you finally relaxed a bit." Moon leaned over the table with excitement, giving Kelly an expectant look. Griffiths cast a pleading glance at Sam, who only sent her an encouraging smile. LaRusso had already listened to her angry friend over the phone the previous day and didn't really know how to help her. Sam herself had trouble opposing her friends' opinions, let alone getting involved in something that didn't concern her.

"If you really want to know, that was the most uncomfortable ride home of my life." Kelly grumbled, causing Moon to slump back in her chair with a sad face. "Jayce is fine, but I don't want anything more. Neither from him nor anyone else, so please just drop it."

"I told you it wouldn't work, Yas." Moon sighed, then shoved a big forkful of salad into her mouth. Yasmin looked more concerned than the other girls at the table.

"Kelly, we want to help you." She explained, giving her a look that did not bode well for the blonde. "If you hooked up with Jayce, you'd have a place in the elite until the end of school. "

"Yas, I appreciate the intentions, but honestly, I don't care." Kelly blurted out without thinking. Yasmin scoffed and was about to argue further, but something else caught her attention, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

"Would you rather get with that guy who looks like he went down on a lawnmower?"

Kelly looked over at the table on the other side of the cafeteria, where three boys were sitting. She bit her lip, trying to calm her nerves. The boy that Yasmin was talking about was the only person she knew in The Valley outside of Sams friend group. Kelly bumped into him in the comic bookstore just a few days after she moved to San Fernando Valley.

Kelly flipped through an older edition of her favorite comic, wondering if the author would ever return to publishing it. She had always read it with her father when she was younger, so it held sentimental value for her. She sighed, putting it back on the shelf and headed towards the next aisle, hoping to find something interesting. She took her phone out of her pocket, wanting to text Sam that she would love to go with her and her friends to the water park, but before she could do that, she bumped face-first into someone's shoulder.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," she began apologizing, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment. The boy she collided with looked just as shocked as she was, but in his eyes, she saw fear. She frowned slightly, studying him. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah. I'm sorry," the blonde stammered, covering his mouth with one hand, making it very hard for Kelly to understand him.

"You don't have to apologize," the girl laughed lightly, then extended her hand. "I'm Kelly."

The boy looked at her uncertainly for a while, but eventually, he also extended his hand, glancing around to avoid looking at his conversation partner.

"I'm Eli," he spoke softly.

Kelly thought at that moment that he was probably the first person in San Fernando Valley who actually intrigued her. Sam's friends were fine, but sometimes it seemed to her that they all shared the same brain. Kelly had spent the whole July with them and found it hard to connect with anyone. Now she finally had the chance to get to know someone on her own.

"Do you like Dr. Strange?" she asked, letting go of his hand and pointing to the comic he was holding. "I read the first two volumes once; it was super cool, and I don't know why I didn't read the rest of them."

"Of course, I like it," the boy replied much more energetically, which made Kelly smile. "They're some of the best comics. The movies are great too; the next one premieres tomorrow."

"That's right; I've watched all the movies. My friend from Boston was a huge Marvel fan, and I went to the cinema with her a lot," She explained, and an idea formed in her mind. "Maybe you'd like to go with me to the new one?"

Eli opened his mouth in surprise, looking at Kelly in disbelief. The girl furrowed her brows, wondering for a moment what she had done wrong. Eventually, it dawned on her how her statement sounded, and she panicked a little, but she knew how to save the situation.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean a date," she explained, laughing to ease the tension. "I just moved here, and I hardly know anyone."

The boy nodded, then looked at his hands. He seemed incredibly stressed, and Kelly wondered what Eli must have gone through to be so terrified of a simple conversation.

"It's playing at the cinema in North Hills tomorrow," he said, glancing at Kelly. The blonde swallowed and covered the scar on his lips again as if he suddenly remembered it. "We could go."

"Great!" she exclaimed, sending him a wide smile. She pulled out her phone and handed it to him. "Give me your Instagram, I'll message you."

"Honestly? Eli has ten times more to offer than Kyler and Jayce combined." She said, looking fiercely at Yasmin, then turned to Sam. "No offense, but Kyler is no Isaac Newton, Sammy."

"You prefer those losers over us?" The disgust in the blonde's voice was palpable. Kelly shook her head, getting up from the table. She felt she might regret her decision, but at that moment, her moral code wouldn't allow her to stay.

"I'd rather stick around with losers than bullies." Kelly's voice was laced with artificial friendliness, and the atmosphere at the table grew heavier.

"Kelly, come on, sit down." Sam said, grabbing her friend by the wrist, hoping to calm her down. However, she had in the back of her mind that she didn't know anyone as stubborn as Griffiths.

"I'll sit down, but not here." Kelly retorted and confidently walked toward the table where Eli and his friends were sitting.

Kelly knew that her they wouldn't let her off the book after this. However, after hearing so many insults directed at the nicest guy she has ever met, she finally knew that her bad feeling about them was right. She had tried multiple times to explain to Sam how off their behavior is most of the time, but she never had the strength to make an impact. She also couldn't understand why Samantha was friends with people who were so different from her. They haven't seen Aisha even once the whole summer, and she was Sams best friend since childhood. Kelly was simply fed up with all of them, and the situation with Jayce only added fuel to the fire. That's why Kelly felt compelled to show them that she never agreed with their disgusting behavior.

"Hey Eli." She smiled at the boy, taking a seat directly across from him. She was met with complete silence.

Demetri glanced at her, then at his friend, with pure shock written on his face. The boy to her left furrowed his brow, scanning her as if he were trying very hard to analyze what had just happened. Eli looked at her as if he had seen a ghost, automatically covering his mouth with his hand and hunching his shoulders as if he wanted to hide. Kelly felt a knot form in her stomach, he was scared to talk to her again.

After they went to see the movie in july, they haven't seen each other again but Kelly texted him a few times and it always led to pretty long conversations. He also sent her a few newest marvel related things that came out throughout the summer. She really thought he would be a bit more comfortable with her now.

"H-h-ey Kelly." He finally stammered, raising his gaze to her for a moment.

"Yasmin sent you to torment us?" Demetri asked, seeing that Eli was unable to get a word out to Kelly. "If that's the case, just do what you have to do and let's get it over with."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, shocked, glancing again at Eli, who was alternating between looking at his hands and at her. She sighed and then turned her gaze back to Demetrie. "They aren't even my friends."

"Oh come on, you were just sitting at the VIP table" the black haired boy looked at her without even a bit of sympathy.

"You're Demetrie right?" she asked like she didn't hear anything he just said. "Eli was right, you talk A LOT."

"Eli?" Demetrie looked at his friend confused. "What's going on?"

The blonde looked at Kelly, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but then closed it again a moment later. Kelly was also surprised; she hadn't thought that Eli hadn't mentioned her to his friend.

"That's Kelly." he said looking at Demetrie, hoping he will finally connect the dots.

"Oh shit you're Kelly." Demetrie exclaimed "So you didn't go out with him as a joke?" he seemed so confused that Kelly felt hurt that they saw her that way.

"Why would i do it as a joke?" she furrowed her brows and looked at Eli again. "You think i talked to you to bully you?"

"No, no I don't." he said quietly and looked at his friend. "Demetrie just stop it already."

"No, I don't trust her." he argued as if she wasn't sitting next to him.

"Dude you don't even know me." Kelly was starting to get annoyed by Demetries behaviour. She genuinely liked Eli, came here because she didn't wanted to be around people who bullied him and got that kind of treatment.

"Okay Demetrie just calm down, you're the one being mean right now." the third boy said and everyone looked at him. "Kelly didn't do anything wrong to any of us, stop being so prejudiced."

"I agree with Mr. Latino." Kelly smiled trying to turn the whole situation into a joke.

"I'm Miguel." the boy laughed looking at her.

-> next chapter

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Hello there, your observations regarding Victor and Jayce are very interesting. Finally somebody, who wishes to analyze these scenes and not just fangirl about it.

There are a few points, I would like to discuss or add...

Have you noticed...that the mask that Ekko as a firelight wears resembles greatly the form Victor assumes`? For me this was pretty interesting, as Ekko as well, (just like Jinx later) became a sign of hope...a hero...but a hero is after all an artificial image, just like Victor´s saviour is an artificial persona Victor created in order to "become better" as a sort of refuge from his own problems.

2. Victor refuses Skye twice, as a child and later as an adult. Skye is presented like the healthy alternative, Victor isn´t interested in.

3. The scene of finding Singed plays also out like the murder of Georgie in Stephen King´s "It". Just like Georgie Victor fell down as a child, lost his ship and an "evil being" found it.

4. Could it not just be, that Victor was just excited to see Jayce, since he needed somebody to share, what he had experienced? This might be the reason, Victor in Salo´s body reacts so positive and nearly gleeful to seeing Jayce...and also...Jayce has never attacked Victor before...in fact he has worried for him many times before...People do not want to believe that a person they love could be hostile.

5. Your words:“Who else could mend such a broken creature” and “I owe Viktor everything” are weird sentiments from someone as entitled as Salo.It seems like at best light mind-control and at worst the hexcore puppeteering Salo’s corpse, but either way Viktor doesn’t seem aware of this."

In my opinion, Victor chose - at the beginning at least - people that wished to be saved. He wanted to help them, to make their lives better by using the influence of the arcane...And honestly...we can see that the people Victor "changed" desired it earnestly.

So yes, being made "whole" again, might change Salo himself for the better. Also Salo became part of "something bigger" This could change people - so it is possible that Salo might have a change of heart. If the outer circumstances change, the inner part might be affected.

However I have to admit, Salo is somebody I cannot warp my head around completely.

6. It also leaves me with a lot of questions about Viktor’s relationship to gratitude. The idea that people would be grateful enough to him to change their entire lives to live a way he approves of, to let him enter their bodies at will, that’s weird.

It isn´t weird. This is a cult made of desperate people, mostly from the undercity. Their lives were hard, desperate, people were dying, and justice was mostly granted to the strongest person.

I mean, heck, we do have people who follow Jinx like she is some kind of godess.

And Victor grants them now safety and care, "wholeness", health...that desperate and anxious people are easy prey for cults is - unfortunately-nothing new. And Victor is their leader, the person they consider their saviour. Of course they don´t see him as a human being with imperfections, but a higher being, something like a god. And aren´t you grateful to a god for taking care of you?

Taking over bodies...of course...Victor was testing their limits, but in cults worse things happened.

Huh. Jayce is not doing a terribly good job of explaining anything but he does try to talk to Viktor. Announcing that hextech is a curse and they have to end it with no explanation is not all that convincing - but, rather than ask Jayce why he thinks that, Viktor concludes that Jayce’s mind has been damaged by the Arcane and then immediately switches back to Salo who tries to leave. At least part of the lack of communication here is on Viktor for being so certain of his own rightness he takes Jayce’s disagreement as a sign of damage rather than trying to hear him out.

Of course, especially, since Jayce had been the one, who had tried to persuade Victor from the advantages of the arcane. And suddenly Jayce declared it a curse...The usual Jayce was quite eloquent at expressing himself...it was one of his strong points, while Victor did not dare to go out in the limelight.

So Jayce barely explaining his thoughts might finally feel weird, after the endorphines had settled down in Victor´s system.

“That isn’t Jayce. There is another will at work within him.” This declaration is made with great confidence and we never receive any evidence that it is true. I think pretty much everything Viktor says from now on requires fact checking, but this one was especially confusing on a first time viewing, because Viktor’s hanging out in the Arcane, he seems to know what he’s talking about, so it’s easy to take him at his word. The simplest answer, however, turns out to be that this is Jayce and Viktor just can’t handle the idea of Jayce killing Salo. Then again, Jayce will spend a lot of act 3 insisting that Viktor isn’t Viktor and I’m not sure either of them actually believe it, so they’re just being weird about being at odds with each other in the exact same way.

I have always interpreted it like this: their different forms hinder both of them to recognize, what actually takes place in the inner world of the other person.

In a sense, they have both betrayed their wishes for non-violence and feel threatened.

But the first statement of Victor is true, isn´t it? He just does not recognize that it was him, who Jayce made a promise with.

Well, the arcane is adapting and changing, reacting to the emotions of the people, that interact with it.

Victor used the arcane in order to "become whole" and lots of emotions must have gone into it, binding him stronger to it.

It is strange, but the "worse" characteristics of both characters separate them, somehow. Jayce suffers from PTSD and great guilt...Victor basically hides even more in the shadows, now in the form of the Herald.

Although Viktor clearly does feel some attachment to his body, shown by wanting to meet Jayce in person, this almost feels like some kind of magic assisted dissociation. The core of Viktor is in this safe place with all sorts of things to explore and Sky as the perfect, non-judgemental partner. The Herald is acting as a public figure while constantly hurting himself to heal others, but part of Viktor can just escape from all that and watch it through a screen.

Very interesting interpretation. Indeed. It does seem like some kind of dissociation.

Huck does not react normally to having a weapon drawn on him. Also, Viktor’s commune really does not seem to have any way to defend itself except asking people nicely to leave their weapons outside.

It does appear like some kind of paradise, right? It might be Victor´s apparently. I wonder, if Victor´s will or feelings are transmitted through the arcane, as he feeds the arcane the most.

Or if he arcane is helping him, since his wish for non-violence draws more people in?

Viktor’s commune is so pretty in a way that is clearly inspired by the wildrune or the Arcane in general and Huck describes it as “the Herald’s vision” so it does seem this is coming entirely from Viktor.

Yes, like this. It might have been his dream or vision.

I think that’s what’s hardest to imagine about season 1 Viktor starting a cult, he’s got too much of a sense of humour not to find that a bit silly and be embarrassed.

It does seem that he does not consider it funny...His humour was a way to deflect as well. Now he has another armour. Strangely, but it seems like this was Victor´s vision, that he took seriously enough...and the arcane exploited it in order to grow.

It’s fascinating that the hexcore seemingly can’t stop Viktor from burning himself out trying to save Vander. Sky tries to talk him out of doing it, and there’s certainly no advantage from the hexcore’s perspective, but Viktor can’t be swayed from doing what he believes is right. He’s still got agency here, it’s just that he’s been convinced to go along with the hexcore so far because it seemed like the right thing to do.

A very good observation. Indeed the cost were most likely more than the win...so the hexcore in the form of Skye was against it.

There’s something so innocent about the version of Viktor in the Arcane, treading through Vander’s brain with the same wonder as a cathedral. If there’s anything that indicates he’s not yet destroying the people he heals, no matter how strangely some of them are acting, it would be this I think. That he finds people’s minds beautiful. And he genuinely does seem to do some good for Vander.

Indeed.

“If you perish, this community is soon to follow.” I wonder if Singed is right that Viktor realises that? When Singed says it it sounds like a threat. Ambessa will destroy the community as soon as Viktor is gone because he’s the only one Singed is interested in preserving. But in retrospect it’s not a threat, doesn’t need to be a threat, everyone will die as soon as Viktor does. And I suspect Viktor doesn’t know that because he’s willing to martyr himself here to save Vander, but I can’t see him being willing to take others down with him.

But were they already gone? Or did they only die after Victor took their "energies"? Maybe it was not just Vander, but also the others? Destroying in effect, what Victor had desired.

The trust Viktor shows in Jayce is astounding. Jayce has been aggressive and unstable on his way through the commune but he still gets led straight to Viktor, and with a weapon in his hands too. Viktor isn’t even in his own body to receive him, meditating with his eyes closed as if Jayce couldn’t possibly be a threat to him.

Not really. It just does show, that Victor didn´t want to see Jayce as an enemy...in every case. At least until he learnt.

Jayce is the only person that knows the "invisible man" Victor better than anybody. Being alone hurts and Jayce has been for a long time Victor´s intermediate between the world and Victor.

So yes, I can understand, why he did not want to see him as an enemy for a long time.

I’m not sure why Viktor’s death affects Vander the way it does. I’ve heard it said Singed injects Vander with something earlier, but to me it looked like Caitlyn stopped him injecting Vander. It might be because Viktor hadn’t finished healing Vander? The ones fully assimilated just keel over, but because Vander’s not fully healed he’s also still alive but wounded.

Ah, yes, Victor is the source of the arcane...or let´s say his main meal...so it does make sense, that his death let the system topple over.

I feel like this revelation isn’t as deep as Viktor thinks it is, but he’s certainly not wrong. (Also I feel that maybe using weird magic you don’t understand on a bunch of people to create a hive mind is a bigger reason for the failure of the commune, but I digress.) It’s important to Arcane’s themes, anyway, since a lot of what works about the characters is that their virtues are the same as their flaws, just in different circumstances.

I would argue, that they are right regarding this aspect. The wish for revenge has annihilated many people and kingdoms. Of course, emotions, love, hate ect drive us. Even Silco and Vander might have been able to reconciliate and they do in another universe. Their feelings could either lead to a positive outcome or destruction. Of course this is right.

And even the arcane is powered by emotions...

However, unfair systems created by people in power do seem to me, as the reason the arcane or shimmer were created.

I would even argue, that this is how science partly works...try and error...Victor tried to create "paradise" with the power of the arcane, an immense power, yet he failed.

Even if not having had this revelation until two thirds of the way through the second season makes me think that Viktor is very naive, it does make sense for his character specifically if I look back through the lens of him not realising this. The assumption that good people will do good things for good reasons and bad people will do bad things for bad reasons goes some way to explaining the complete refusal to make weapons, which are designed to do harm, but lack of concern with possible side-effects from things intended to do good. Also his confusion at some of the things Jayce does, because Jayce is a good person in Viktor’s eyes, so it’s hard to understand when he does bad things.

Of course, he is naive. Victor hardly seem to have related to other people, outside of Jayce...even as a child, we did not see him play with the others, but only by himself.

His sarcastic attitude is a good armour to deflect and heck, not even Heimerdinger seemed to have cared for Victor so greatly, even though he might have known the lad since he was a boy.

Jayce is most likely everything Victor has always desired to be...The one in the limelight, the golden boy, the eloquent upper classman. I do guess, that shame was a big part of his life...shame regarding his origin, shame regarding his body, health...Victor has hardly wanted to face other people.

I guess, that people did show gratitude for him was one of the greatest things he has experienced...His changed body, that he had previously despised became a source of pride, suddenly. And yes, I do believe, he was maybe also naive regarding the arcane...even though he knew that it took lives, he "healed" them...not realizing that the arcane might have consumed during the "healing process".

That’s a really interesting point about Ekko. In a lot of ways he feels like a counterpoint, a character who is doing things right, but of course his image is also artificial. And we’re introduced (re-introduced) to him with a music video style introduction that highlights the artificiality and aesthetics of his persona.

I wouldn’t have said Viktor rejected Sky as a child. Failed to connect with her, certainly. He was shy and tried to direct her attention to his boat instead of talking to her, but it seems clear to me that he wanted to connect.

Ooh. Yeah, that’s a good point. Viktor gets a lot (a lot) of gothic horror tropes and references, it’s interesting to see him get a more modern one too.

Yeah, he’s excited, that’s for sure! And it really might be just that, that his more natural body language isn’t related to the body he finds himself in at all, but simply to Jayce himself. And, yeah, it’s potentially normal enough that he doesn’t realise Jayce is hostile - as I said, Jayce is the same about not wanting to realise Viktor is angry with him after Viktor leaves the hexcore. There’s just a lot going on in terms of “is Viktor or is he not being affected by the hexcore” at every point in season 2 so I’m vacillating a lot and trying to consider both possibilities.

5/6. I still think this is weird. There’s some truth in that, that Viktor is helping only people desperate enough to come looking for an unknown healer, but he’s also not turning people away. There’s none of the pre-selection you’d get in a real cult where only the most vulnerable are chosen. And people leave real cults, or, perhaps especially, nearly get drawn in but ultimately make other choices. We see from Vi and Jinx, who have not been affected by Viktor other than for him to give them help and shelter, that they act more normally about it. They’re still drawn in by the hope Viktor’s commune offers, and they may even have stayed if things had been different, but they evaluate it. For no one Viktor healed to want healing so much they went to him but still decide his commune was unlikely to work? Or to have a passion in a different direction from farming that, in the end, they couldn’t bring themselves to give up?

Salo especially feels chosen by the writers to highlight the unnatural nature of it, simply because he did have other options especially once he was healed. He was feeling the humiliation of being disregarded by the council and dismissed by Ambessa, he was struggling with pain and shimmer addiction, but he still had money. He could have gone home once his legs were healed as that solved half his problems. It is ambiguous, though, deliberately I’m sure. Salo’s shown to us at a low enough point that it’s not totally implausible he could develop this devotion to someone who helped him.

Aww, you stopped using numbers, I was finding those useful :D

“There is another will at work within him,” is true if you take that as “another will he made a promise to” rather than “another will possessing him”, but that is not what Viktor made it sound like.

The Arcane potentially being at work in Jayce as well as in Viktor, reacting to both of their different emotions and pushing them further into them is a very interesting thought. If the hallucinations are the Arcane manifesting Jayce’s trauma and pushing him to act to prevent that future just as Viktor is seeing people’s pain pushing him to go further to heal it.

Your words. “But were they already gone? Or did they only die after Victor took their "energies"? Maybe it was not just Vander, but also the others? Destroying in effect, what Victor had desired.”

That is the question, isn’t it? I’m inclined to think them already gone, and yet I can’t say at all. I think this is one of the most deliberately ambiguous points because it seems to mirror a point of LoL lore where the conflict between Jayce and Viktor (and Viktor’s rejection of emotions) starts with a situation that Viktor and Jayce see very differently. Unfortunately I can no longer find the event in their bios to compare because of the lore being in flux.

Yeah, it’s understandable that Viktor does not want to believe Jayce would hurt him.

Your words “Of course, he is naive. Victor hardly seem to have related to other people, outside of Jayce…even as a child, we did not see him play with the others, but only by himself.”

Yeah, it seems unfair to call someone with as many difficulties as Viktor “sheltered” but it’s the only word that comes to mind, even though it’s not really the one I want. This is very true of him, that he just hasn’t been around people very much, at least not in any way that isn’t very guarded on his part.

That’s a good point about how much it must have meant to him for people to show gratitude. It reminds me of how much it affects Jinx in the prison, to have people touch her almost reverently in thanks for her rescue, and how much that affects her attitude going forwards. It matters a lot to feel like you’ve been able to do something right.

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