#silco rp

[silcoask-blog]

I figured it would be best my people had a method of communicating with me, and so i’ve decided to use this website the young people of Zaun seem so fond of.

I am welcome to any queries although i ask you keep it appropriate for any young people that may be on this website.

hii! i’m the face behind this Silco blog :) my name is Francis ^^

i’m recently getting back into roleplaying so please forgive me being awkward and cringy

you heard mr. Silco, no NSFW please! it makes people uncomfy and i am a minor!!

i am open to any arcane roleplayers! i am usually a quick responder but i am also plural and not everyone will wanna do this, so please don’t be upset if i am taking a while to respond!

i will try to befriend you if you’re a frequent appearance here, be warned!

also i am TERRIBLE at doing endings so if i am dragging a roleplay on, feel free to shut me up!

[zaunseye]

"There's a monster inside all of us... You see, power, real power, doesn't come to those who were born strongest or fastest, or smartest. No. It comes to those who will do anything to achieve it..."

ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱɪʟᴄᴏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴᴇᴛꜰʟɪx'ꜱ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ

𓁿 ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ (ᴀꜱᴋꜱ/ᴀɴᴏɴꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴ) 𓁿 ᴏᴄ, ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ 𓁿 ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ-ᴛᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴀɢʀᴀᴘʜ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ 𓁿 ᴀɴʏ ᴇʀᴀ ᴏꜰ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ

𓁿𓁿 18+ (minors DNI) 𓁿 violence 𓁿 adult themes 𓁿 medical tw 𓁿𓁿

𓁿𓁿 exploring :: rebellion, death, revenge, trauma, found family𓁿𓁿

𓁿 verses 𓁿 shimmer info 𓁿 npc list 𓁿 viktor blog

rules 𓁿 info 𓁿 memes 𓁿 playlist 𓁿 tags 𓁿 gallery

follows from @zigg--muses.

[jinxsmadness]

There's something wrong with me.

I don’t know when it began, or if it was always there, hiding in some shadowed corner of my soul, waiting for me to finally acknowledge it. It’s a feeling I’ve had for as long as I can remember—like a specter trailing behind me, whispering that I’m broken in a way I can never quite explain. I remember everything, all the fragments of a life slipping relentlessly into chaos, into emptiness. I’ve ruined every meaningful moment, every chance that was ever given to me. It’s as if I were cursed, as if sadness was an intrinsic part of who I am. "You’re a jinx" Vi once told me, and those words have echoed in my mind ever since, a truth as cold as ice.

The day Vi left me, I waited like an animal and time lost all meaning. Maybe someone would come for me—Vander, Claggor, Mylo, someone, anyone—but no. No one came. Minutes stretched into eternity, each one a silent testament to the fact that indifference had become the defining truth of my life. Vander was gone. Claggor too. Mylo… all of them, lost to. But the worst part, the thing that shattered me, was that Vi was still alive, yet no longer loved me, no longer needed me. And that, that was far worse than any death. Death has finality, a clear-cut end. But indifference… indifference is the quiet erasure of everything you were to someone.

Vi left me, and while she’s not dead, her departure was a burial far more painful than any physical death. The memories of what once was between us are the ghosts that haunt me now. They are the scars that will never fade.

From the first breath I take each morning, my memories engulf me like a heavy fog, pulling me into the darkness of who I once was and who I will never become. It’s a weight, a suffocating pressure on my chest that drags me, somehow there are moments, rare and fleeting, when it seems to lift. For the briefest of seconds, I feel a semblance of peace. And those moments are all I have left.

But it never ends, I know the clarity is temporary and the worst part? No matter how hard I try, I can never escape the end of it. The memory of that night—the night that everything changed—has been etched into me like a scar that will never heal, like a burn that refuses to fade. It is the echo of my failure, the suffocated scream of a broken soul. It never leaves.

That night, when I saw the cold, determined look in Silco’s eyes, when I saw the glint of the knife in his hand, something inside me broke. It felt as though the very core of who I was was collapsing, fragmenting beyond repair. And in that moment, that instinct, I threw myself at him—without thinking, without hesitation—clinging to him with a desperation so raw, so frantic, that I didn’t care if it was the end. I knew then, in the deepest part of my being, that if I could be something to him, if I could make him see me, even for just a moment, I might cease to be nothing. If I could show him how much I cared, how desperately I needed him, maybe he wouldn’t go through with it. Maybe he wouldn’t seal my fate, condemning me to be a shadow, to be invisible forever. Maybe I could find a flicker of light in the dark void that consumed me.

But even as that hope flickered, I knew the truth. If he rejected me—if he turned his back on me, ignored me—it would be the end. Not just for him, but for me. Because in that rejection, I would be nothing. I would be no one. And no one would see me again.

I don’t know why he stay, or how. Sometimes I wonder if he truly love me, or if they merely tolerate me. If there’s more to their gaze than pity. But even if it’s just a glimmer of compassion, I want it. I want it with a desperation that frightens me, a need so consuming that it devours me little by little. I’ve lost so much already, each thing slipping through my fingers like water.

I want to make him happy so he never leave me, so I’m never reduced to another ghost, another absence lingering in the dark corners of losts memories. The fear of being left behind eats me alive. The idea of being alone again—no one to look at me with tenderness, no one to see me without trembling at the storm I am—that thought terrifies me.

I wonder if there will ever be anything beyond this agony. Will I ever be free from the monster that gnaws at me from the inside? At the end of the day it's all my fault.

[that-is-why-we-fight]

Whispers

“There’s another show in half an hour,” Sevika informed him, and at a terse nod of his head, she exited her boss’s office.

Nothing happened in Zaun without its watchful Eye being aware of it. Silco found a way to turn nearly every situation to his advantage, and he’d been hearing rumors for nearly a number of weeks that bothered him. Oh, there was no trouble. He had Zaun’s problems well in hand, but this situation was entirely irksome.

He was the Eye of Zaun. He knew everyone in his little kingdom without exception. From Chem Barons to the lowliest street peasants, Silco had files on them all. He was well-organized and detail-oriented. And yet...

This so-called ‘Siren of Zaun’ was a complete mystery to him. All he had been able to find out was that her moniker was a stage name - a fact which was already painfully obvious to a man of his wit. She sang at Vespers - a bar in direct competition with The Last Drop - and from the Drop’s business numbers, she was also drawing away all his customers.

An ingenious business scheme, he had to admit. Either this Siren knew he didn’t have any singers that could generate the buzz that she had - a situation he would be forced to deal with in harsher measures than words - or she was simply talented - in which case, Silco wanted to bring her to the Drop.

But before he could put either plan into action, he needed to see this singer for himself. Standing abruptly, Silco straightened his vest and fetched his overcoat with the large lapels. He intended to make an impression tonight one way or the other. Sweeping out the door with a swish of fabric, the Eye of Zaun went to watch the Siren who’d stolen his bar’s business.

@the-siren-of-zaun​

[f1shbonez]

I now have an Interest Tracker for the folks who want a quick and easy way to log their interest in writing with me ✨️

[hxlplessheart]

I’ve gone from being a Viktor fan to also being a Silco fan oh no. If anyone is up to rp a cc x oc thread and is willing to rp as Viktor or Silco please let me know!

[welcome-to-the-end-times]

Hello! I'm 29 F in PST looking for someone 21+ to play Silco opposite my female OC. Details below, please DM if interested:

My female OC is Rowan Starr, Piltovian and daughter of Senator Starr (another OC). She's about 28, absolutely hates how Piltover treats Zaunites and completely goes against her asshole father to advocate for their rights. Basically, when she's 22 (Jinx is just adopted by Silco, end of EP 3) she goes down to take pictures and videos of conditions in Zaun and gets captured and taken to Silco by thugs hoping to get in his favor. But he sees her and is like "pretty little scared bird" and they talk and he realizes she's a good person who cares about Zaun.

He keeps kidnapping her for "ransom" (he does collect ransom, and Rowan kind of let's him bc the money helps Zaun and he's not a creep or anything, though she hates his promotion of Shimmer) for like six years and she's like "ugh again? Okay Jinx get out the checkers" and her Enforcer fiance always saves her, but Silco finds out he's abusing her and decides to just keep her. But not in a creepy way, in like a "i must protect my songbird" way

The story would begin with him learning she's being abused, basically

[industrialist-of-zaun]

(Regarding the Thematic Headcannons Post)

For Silco or Sevika!

Hc + 💉 regarding any medical conditions he / she may have other than his corrupted eye / her arm?

..or 👎 regarding shimmer / the state of Zaun which it is leaving behind.

(There is no need to answer either of these ideas!)

💉Medical Conditions

Due to the river toxins, he has extensive nerve damage on the left side of his face, which spans the length of his scarring and goes even deeper. Because of this, Silco has lost his sense of smell & taste due to the damage to his sinuses. His meals need to be carefully monitored with temperature (he uses his hand to gauge hotness) as not to burn his mouth and damage it further. He seeks texture instead of flavor because of this, and he saves the more flavorful dishes he can cook for Jinx (since she's still able to enjoy it).

He likes heavily spiced foods and anything that has heat or capsaicin in it; those foods tend to stimulate what little feeling he has left in his mouth in a pleasant way.

His medicinal shimmer buys him some time, but it only slows the spread of the toxins; it cannot cure them. Years of using shimmer have taken their toll on his body, resulting in poor blood circulation (causing ever-chilled fingers & feet) and plaguing him with mild seizures. These seizures are hidden from the public, but over time they will only worsen until they kill him.

👎Shimmer & the state of Zaun's destitute

Silco is aware of the effects Shimmer has on his people, but he views it as a necessary evil. The benefits outnumber the detriments; it brings in necessary resources to support the cause, as well as stimulates business within and outside of Zaun’s boarders. The medicinal benefits alone are incredible, the recreational usage of it keeps people placated. You are less likely to face insurrection if your populace is too high and distracted to scheme.

As for the state it’s leaving Zaun in, he isn’t the proudest of it, but there isn’t another way to secure their freedom with certainty. Nobody else sees their march to sovereignty the same way Silco does, or with the same passion. It _must_ be him that frees his people, or it may not be anyone at all- not in their lifetimes, of their children’s lifetimes.

When they achieve freedom, he has plans to produce detox kits for Shimmer, and ease his people of their addiction to it. Recreational shimmer will be discontinued, and instead his factories will move to producing the medicinal variant of the serum.

He does not need to be liked, and he does not expect his people to adore him for his actions; he will be the monster his people need, to achieve their freedom. His happiness, love and legacy are willingly forfeited; none of those things matter, in the pursuit of abolishing their oppression.

They’ve suffered enough, haven’t they?

💉Medical Conditions

Sevika has widespread, lasting damage from the explosion in the cannery. Losing her arm was a process, from amputation, getting fitted for a prosthetic, and physical therapy. The arcane-blue scars along her face aren’t the only scars it left her with. Streaking across her left side from the shoulder socket, they spiderweb across her ribs, side & back. On certain days, they prickle like electricity or a twinged nerve, on others they radiate pain like white fire from her skin to deep into her muscles.

The prosthetic of her arm links into her collarbone & shoulder blade, to keep it secured in place and to help distribute the pull of the mechanisms as she works. She is in chronic pain due to this, and her right side has bulked up slightly more than her left to account for the extra weight. Sevika never has the most pleasant expression on her face, but it isn’t because she’s mean, it’s because she’s tired and in pain. Also, to add insult to injury, due to the years of inhaling the noxious gasses of the fissures & smoking like a factory, she has the beginnings of either Sump or Smoker’s lung.

👎Shimmer & the state of Zaun's destitute

Sevika loathes shimmer; anybody who knows her can tell you that. She only uses it for her arm and for necessary boosts in battle, otherwise she avoids the shit like the plague. She’s too busy to dwell on it, though Sevika knows that it has many actual, legitimate uses.

Silco has assured her that the recreational strain will be phased out once Zaun it free and on her feet, and this is what has to happen... for now.

But walking through the Sumps, walking through the End, seeing the squalor and the destitute addicted to the highs Shimmer can bring, it boils her blood. She hates what it's done to her people, her city, her Lanes, and one day, she hopes to scrub the undercity of it.

For now? She has a job to do.

[zoologayy]

I find myself with SEVERE brainrot over Silco x Vander and I'm desperate to bounce ideas around with someone pls lord

18+ only because potential smut and violence, third person lit - I'm not overly fussy with length of reply but like, more than two lines. I usually go a bit mad at first then settle into a couple paragraphs once the scene is established.

I'd rather write on discord - message me!

Looking for someone to be the Vander to my Silco but I'll give writing Vander a go too.

Into angst and hurt/comfort, I wanna see them be okay in the end yknow, they suffered enough.

Shoot me a message!!

[deathed]

ZAUNDADS ROLEPLAY REQUEST (18+)

HEY SO.. I was wondering if anyone would be interested in a zaundads/vanco roleplay? (ooo you will say yes ooo) Not to toot my own horn (does it anyway), but I’m rather confident in my capabilities in both Vander & Silco. So, I’m not picky regarding characters.

I’m a mirror writer, meaning that I will supply the length you give me. Or to put a specific label, maybe more literate if anything. I can write a lot, depending on the detail and if I’m super into it, you may as well get a novel out of me. Literacy won’t be an issue as long as you can consistently write at least 2 quality paragraphs :P

Considering that the fall semester is officially over, I have a lot more free-time. Someone spare me, please. In dire need of old-man angst. My only rule of thumb is to communicate properly with me and be open to plot building. If you aren’t interested in something, do tell me and we could always work it out. If you’re up for something along these lines, feel free to DM me or comment (say yes).

[autistic-cowboy]

Hey! I was wondering if anyone wanted to rp Zaundads with me? I'd be Silco preferably, i have a plot and a starter ready. If anyone is interested just comment on here or pm me <3.

[sickokitty]

hai 🧸ིྀ ⟡ ݁₊ . 22female, looking for some arcane roleplays! double up / mumu required! oc x cc, cc x cc

ִֶ࿐ I prefer a partner that is somewhat active, and gives at least a few replies a week! ִֶ࿐ this roleplay with have dark themes, course language, gore, and sexual content (smut) so please be okay with those things! ִֶ࿐ i love chatting and making friends ooc, as well as making moodboards, playlists, headcanons, etc, so please be open to that as well. ִֶ࿐realistic, drawn, or descriptive faceclaims are okay!

if your interested in this, please like this post or add me on discord ( huntersteaparty ) . please do not like this post unless you are interested!

[peachvrse]

♡ 58 icons of Silco from Arcane SEASON02 Feel free to use and edit these icons as you like, with or without credit. Likes and reblogs are appreciated! Just please don’t re-upload them or claim them as your own. If you come across any broken links, let me know! &    .    DOWNLOAD    !!

[jinxsmadness]

...Are we still sister's?

This is a private blog with fluctuating activity focused exclusively in Jinx from Arcane!

My name is Ivy! 21+ MDNI!

Please check here my carrd!

It has all the rules and info detailed!

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ♡

A study of: The trauma that leads a person to become who they are, the wounds of the past, grief and the lost of an identity.

- Minors do not interact with me! I will not tolerate that and I will jst block you!

- I will be portraiting my version of Jinx which may be heavily based on HC !

- Oc's and crossovers are allowed and encouraged !

- Mutuals can ask for disc!

- Don't by shy at interacting with me!

- CREDITS TO pucksrph for carrd! Illocket, aquasdoll, brokenbard, fisshbones, and all the artists for their fanarts! (None of the work here is done by me! btw I don't know why isn't letting me tag them but at least I can name them!)

[pr4nked]

HELLO everyone, my name is ani (18) and oh my god?? haha.. arcane has been driving me insane. I’m an advanced-literate to novella writer, meaning on average I will send 3 or more discord messages per reply. I would highly prefer if you were capable of doing the same !!!!!

kind of itching to roleplay as vander &/ silco at the moment !! the urgency is insane. i do have more of a preference for vander, considering how i have more experience with him. however, i’d love any opportunity to expand my abilities playing silco. that being said, i’m more than willing to either do platonic or romantic pairings :))

i’m looking for the following :

zaundads [ pref vander ] / romantic

vander & violet / platonic [ !! ]

silco & jinx / platonic

PLEASE dm me if you’re even remotely interested. I’d reallly really love if you were more talkative, collaborative, & highly intense as I am LOL. I do love to yap outside of roleplay, specifically when it comes to making headcanons &/ playlists, pinterest boards (etc) with our characters. i don’t bite !!

[mini-jinx]

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Curiosity and adventure was something Isha always had an itch for, even before she met Jinx. It most cases, it had always got her into some sort of trouble— though very rarely was it with ill intentions or with attempt to cause harm and distress to others. No, Isha wasn’t like that. She wasn’t like most of the people of Zaun.

She was kind and sweet, as every child should be at that age, yet many children here were anything but. Most were mislead and had no choice but to rebel and turn to aggressive behaviour in order to survive. Those who didn’t, drew the short straw every time and luck was something that did not work in their favour. Here in Zaun, kindness and mercy was rare, and was one of the lowest forms for weakness that often resulted in many taking advantage of such naiveness.

Now, Isha was very much naive when it came to people. Be it her age, her kindness or her lack of ability to communicate with being a mute, but that didn’t change the fact that she was brought up in these slums. It made her tough, in her own little way. She was street-smart. It was her.. superpower, so-to-say. Growing up in these murky streets gave her one good gift and that was knowing it like the back of her hand.

She was a slippery little…jinx at that. With a small frame such as her own worked in favours when in need of creeping into certain places to steal a few bits and pieces. They were of course, for all good reasons. I did say that her intentions were never with an smelt to cause distress, remember?

A girl just has to eat, a little kid at that.

Times were tough recently and she was sure that Zaun was just getting worse and worse. How that was even possible, she didn’t know. She was a kid after all and hiding in the shadows as the chaos roamed the streets day and night was confusing for her, not to mention terrifying at times. An orphan such as herself meant life was that bit tougher, especially compared to those from above. Over the last year, sleep had varied in both locations and times, but not long since, had Isha found herself a little nifty hiding spot that she had come to terms with being her own little safe place.

You could tell she had been there awhile and everything she had was either stolen or picked up off the streets, which to her was always a lucky find.

If you were to look inside— and able to fit that is, you would find a few worn out cushions, most of which were torn, burnt or simply smothered in some sort of dirt. Surrounding them would be a few blankets and candles that had melted down into the base of the metal tunnel from their usage. She had some coloured marks on the wall of the tunnels that looked to have been made with some sort of paint, or chalk. It could be seen as a remind from an outsider perspective that this truly was a child living here and their playful nature was shown through the mini art pieces and what remained of small stuffed bears or rabbit plushies a top of her blankets.

Much like every other morning, she started her day off by sitting outside of the tunnel, with her legs swinging loosely over the edge. Mr. Bunny sat on her lap, who she helped prompt upright with the one leg and ear he had going for him, and observed Zaun from below.

OCs, multiverses and Crossovers are welcome when interacting with Isha!

Please also note I’m not following the exact lore from Arcane, meaning it gives me/us more flexibility with characters and plotting without following a set storyline, that we ultimately know how it will turn out. (i.e; silco is still alive. Jinx may not yet have blown up the council and the likes). I’m happy to discuss in more depth as to what exactly has changed from the originally tv shows storyline, or what we would prefer to keep in and not change at all, to avoid confusion before we start.

P.s, this post is NOT an open starter for everyone to respond to. It’s simply a basic copy of how I write with Isha, and if you are comfortable and happy with my style. If you would like to use this as starting point to meet Isha, please message me beforehand for my approval to interact with her.