#leauge of legends arcane

[local-crying-boy]

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𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕒𝕟

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝!𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘 𝚇 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎/𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘, 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝!!! 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 2 𝙰𝙲𝚃 2

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝚛𝚘𝚙, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 <<𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛>>, 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘, 𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 <<𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛>> 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 359

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The faint, familiar sound of a certain song echoed throughout The Last Drop, the stillness of the room having shifted into a more light-hearted one with the music that was now playing.

There was a small laugh from Vander, who had been cleaning up the bar, a small shake of his head once he had realised what song was playing, again. Silco didn't have much of a reaction, apart from the subtle uplift of his lips, however, it had mostly been hidden from the fact that he was looking down at his notebook. Whereas, you had become so fond of the song that you couldn't help but leisurely swing your head side to side.

The blue haired woman was standing over at the jukebox, freely swaying her body in tune with the music. Her movements were both carefree and (almost) elegant, it could've looked like Felicia was attempting to replicate more of the sophisticated dancing in Topside, but the three of you knew she was just going with whatever she came up with in the moment.

A soft hum alongside the music blended in soon enough, Silco's eyes glancing up and over at you, who was mindlessly nodding your head along to the music - lost in your own world, no doubt.

A doting smile pulled on the man's lips, Vander noticing from his place behind the bar, as he looked over at your relaxed figure. He couldn't help it, he swore, you looked so untroubled in that mind, like the place the four of you called home wasn't such a shit-hole, like there was actually good in this hell.

The way your eyes sometimes shut when you got to a certain part in the song, or when you messed up your whole body would still until you could continue and get it right, that was when his heart was flutter in his chest.

The moment didn't last long, however, he heard the faint, amused breath from Vander, which quickly caused Silco to shake his head and keep his gaze down at his notebook in front of him, shaking his pen in his hand as if he was thinking about what he was writing.

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Masterlist

[the-real-hiccup]

Motherfuckers can't just be gay and kiss, they have to say shit like "In every timeline, only you can show me this" AND THEN FUCKING DIE.

[katart8809]

Fanart??? From me???? What a surprise!

I love Vi so bad and i wish her the best and i miss her already and i think she should also go on an adventure outside of Piltover and Zaun to find herself fr fr.

[solar-script]

all the magic in the world wont save you from yourself

[molynomials]

jayvik designs so iconic they only lasted one episode

[alasion-art]

Unwilling revolutionary 💢

[that-sweet-jester]

should have become a hairdresser, less war crimes

(hey just so we're clear - DO NOT TAG THIS AS A SHIP)

[blackdagger456]

“Oh, it all makes sense now brother. Is there anything so undoing as a daughter?”

[jibberjibbsart]

Jayce’s Playlist

[0moikiri]

hopefull

[local-crying-boy]

Hiii!! and would you write Silco x reader who’s really affectionate? I hope you have a wonderful day!!!

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𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝!𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘/ 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝!𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘 𝚇 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙽𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 + 𝙾𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1.1k

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When Silco was younger, before Felicia and Connel's death and before he and Vander went their separate ways, he was more reciprocal towards your affections.

At this point of his life he was, mostly, spared from the true horrors of betreyal and loss so he, really, had no reason to deny your affections.

In public, he was less 'touchy-feely', he made it known that he wasn't one for PDA

However around your little group of friends he was more inclined to hold hands with you, put an arm around your shoulder, a hand on our thigh or knee.

Then there was how he acted behind closed doors, he matched your affectionate nature almost ten fold.

While you were known to be the affectionate one, there was the odd time where he would subtly go and initiate the affection. However, most times, it went unnoticed by the others and you were truly the only one who knew that he did, in fact, like the physical touch.

The faint sound of music echoed throughout the bar, a familiar night to all five of the adults. You and Silco were sitting by the bar, he was writing wordlessly in his journal while you listened into the conversation that Felicia, Connol and Vander were having. Vander was behind the bar, having just finished pouring drinks for the group, an arm leaning on the counter, while Felicia and Connol were a few seats away from you and Silco. The three of them were indulged in a conversation, one of which Silco was not that focused on. Your arms were leaning on the part of the counter that was in front of you, eyes taking in the cosy sight of your group talking and hanging out without, seemingly, a care in the world. It was a frequent sight, yes, but one that always made your brain spur with Dopamine. Your hand inched its way closer to Silco's, your pinkie just barely brushing against his. He didn't fully turn to look, but you could see how his eyes glanced over for a split second, even with the long, strand of his hair covered the side of his face. His hand moved a little closer to yours, allowing you to interlock both of your smaller fingers together. Your head soon found itself tilting to the side of you where Silco just so happened to be sitting, shifting your position once you felt it gently land on his shoulder. You heard the barely audible, amused breath that escaped his lips, but the man made no effort to move you off of him. "Comfortable there?" He asked, his voiced laced with a teasing tone. You hummed happily, watching as he continued scribbling in the book that you were beginning to see everyday. "Very." "You cannot last two minutes without coming up close to me," He scoffed faintly, but there was no true malice in his words. "Can you?" "Don't act like you don't enjoy it." You chuckled out, head moving ever so slightly to look up at him, even though you couldn't exactly see his face from where you laid your head. His eyes moved from his book to fixated on yours, a smirk pulling on his lips. "I never said I didn't." The two of you fell silent, the perfect time for you to lean up and plant a soft kiss upon his lips, which he happily returned once he felt it.

Although, all good things come to an end eventually, of course.

When Vander attempted (and almost succeeded) killing Silco, he started to become more closed off then he usually was, even behind closed doors.

Consumed by the thought that the people he trusted ended up betraying him, and by the fact that any last piece of innocence he was able to retain even from living in the Undercity was gone, he was cold. Distant. Alone, it seemed.

He would really only reciprocate your affection with a gentle touch that lasted too short.

However, it did not mean he didn't not like your affectionate nature. It was quite the opposite, actually.

Silco was oftentimes cooped up in his office, it was a normal occurrence, and one that you had come quickly acquainted with. He was a busy man, and you had your own business to attend to, regardless. The time the two of you were able to spend together only grew less and less over the years, however, that was just how things turned out and there was not much to be done about it. You made your way to his office, it was late, but you knew that he was still going to be there, he usually was after all. You gave a quick knock on the door, before opening it up and poking your head through. “What is it?” He asked, his tone harsh and cold, not lifting his head up to look at you when the door creeeeaked open. You put your hands up in a mock surrender, a little chuckle escaping your lips. “Only me.” He paused for a moment, the pen in his hand halting from its writing before he looked up at you. “It’s late, what are you doing here?” You gave him a small shrug, walking further into the room after you shut the door, making your way over to his desk. “I haven’t seen you all day.” "I've been busy." The seated man simply said, his eyes falling back down to what he was writing. You said nothing in reply, there wasn't much you could say in response to that - it was a fact that he was busy, and you knew there was little you could do to help said fact. Instead of speaking, you made your way over to his desk, then behind and beside where he sat. You looked over what he was doing, but did not bother to pretend to know exactly what he was doing. He had both his arms leaning on the desk in front of him, which allowed you to slowly move onto the arm rest on his chair, sitting on it. It was not all that comfortable, but you were only planning to stay there for a few moments. Like a hundred times before, you side leaned into his, head resting on the back of his chair. You expected little to none reciprocation of your affection since you noticed that frustrated furrow in his brow, one that was a clear sign to you that he was just trying to finish his work. However, with your eyes fixated on some random detail in his office, you felt one of his hands lightly touch your knee. One of the most forms of affection you found yourself getting these days.

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Masterlist

[0bsessiv3s0ul]

devastated.

[livsjaded]

not over this look omfggggg !! i love herrr

[hollisartsblog]

what am I?

[my-hi-universe]

Guys I'm honestly not gay but I'm not blind either.

Also 😲

LIKE c'mon 😩😩 what do y'all expect from me I'm just a girl 😞

I see cool attractive people and I cant tell the difference between, "omg I wanna be them" and "omg I wanna be WITH them"

And DON'T get me started on Ambessa

(Is this normal help)