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okay trying to be coherent now. (it wont work cause its night and i cant be normal at night)
so as soon a silco meets powder he just... hugs her and accepts her willingly without any alterior motive like it would better for silco to leave powder but he doesnt because as soon as he meets her he decides that this is his daughter and he is going to keep this child.
now my father cant even accept me now. after fucking years of me trying and working my ass of for his approval he just cant be bothered i guess. but silco just does it and freaks me the fuck out. because a father!??!?! loving his daughter!?!?!?!? unconditionally!?!?!??!
and jinx is also comfortable around silco. she does his eye drops because he trusts her and she trusts him and i think my father would rather naw off his own leg than let me do that to him.
my father pretends to be a good man around other people. he loves children, hes funny hes smart hes good with his own kids and everyone believes him because who would believe me over him? hes a bad father though. a terrible father he doesnt listen to me he doesnt care about my interests and i feel like i cant tell him anything i cant do anything to make him proud. but hes still - however much I hate it - a 'good person.'
but silco is a terrible person and he doesnt even try to hide it. he hits he bribes and he doesnt care who gets in his way because he is getting what he wants if you like it or not. but around jinx hes - im not going to say good because he can do a lot better - a father to jinx and him and jinx are father and daughter no matter how fucked up it might be. he accepts he no matter because to him she is perfect even if its a rubbish concept of perfect. so silco is a terrible person and a - kinda - good father.
because i imagine when you watch it as someone who has a good relationship with your father you think silco is terrible and he is! but to me hes everything a father should be even if hes a monster. Hes protective hes caring and he trusts her he actually likes spending time with her and not just because hes her father and its a duty because he isnt jinxs father. so maybe i sound like a broken record but silco is everything i want my father to be and my father is still himself.
#another faceless girl#arcane#a little sneak peak of what i saw when i opened this draft:#Silvo loves power at first sigh = my daddy issues????#Arcane = daddy issues!?!?!?!#I like silvo cause he's a good dad and a bad person I don't like my dad cause he's a good person and a bad dad????#Can't be coherent?!?! Help!#honestly i dont know what I was on either.#but ive been trying and failing to make this post so here it is even though its rambly and repetitive its mine#i do still ahve more thoughts i just need to figure out how to get them through the weird mass of “ajedkkejebej” in my brain#good golly gosh i cant spell#can you tell their my favourite characters#i am obsessed#i skip kver the piltover bit because i dont really care about jayce and viktor#(my best friends obssesed with them and she'll just tell me what happens)#and i just watch lke vi and cait and jinx#the undercity (and caitlyn) gang#i have a problem help#i cant formulate how many thoughts i cant write down are in my head rn#grrrr i need to transmit them to you#telepathically. come here.#its just they are eveything to me because if i was that crazy#my father would have shipped me off years ago and gotten on with his perfect life.#i need to ask jinx how she got her father to love her#what are the cheatcodes jinx tell me#they just trust each other so much. like too much its an unhealthy relationship but i also ahve an unhealthy relationship with my father#so whats one more for the pile!?#i hate my dad#daddy issues#arcane = My daddy issues!!!
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pretty mechanic.
pairing - vi x fem!reader
cw - reader's attractiveness makes vi nervy, reader is a smarty pants duh, for the sake of the plot vi doesn’t like cait, fluff, teasing, etc. lmk if i missed anything.
request - For Vi, something with a fem reader, who she meets through Ekko. Reader is apart of the Firelights, a mechanic or a healer, and she's getting parts and Vi just spots her rummaging through old stuff that she's intent on using to fix a hover board, and gets all tongue tied because she was expecting some scrawny pack rat kid, not a pretty woman
w.count - 1.1k+
a/n - kinda short did w what i could, also it's not letting me tag the person that requested this so if you see this, this ones for you gang<3 not proofread
"this better not be a waste of our time," grumbled a pretty grumpy violet who was following ekko with caitlyn not too far behind.
they were on their way to maybe find some clues about powder before ekko insisted that they make a pit stop to fix his board.
ekko scoffed, "if you want my help, i'm going to need my board. which needs fixing. so i need to go to our mechanic, genius."
vi smirked, "what, you can't fix it yourself, big guy? need a lil 'ol mechanic to fix it?" her tone was teasing as ekko didn't reply.
vi thought that was the end of that and that her point was proven right at his silence.
so you could imagine her shock when she see's not a scrawny little nerd, but in fact a very pretty and fit woman.
vi felt her cheeks warming up as she eyed the woman bent over, rummaging through boxes of whatever you were looking for, vi wasn’t as fixated on that — and more on the woman in her eye frame.
she couldn’t help her wandering eyes as they examined your curves, taking in all of your body that she didn’t even seem to notice ekko and caitlyn watching her watch you.
she took in your complete outfit, short shorts that showed just enough but not a lot of your ass, fishnets underneath with a few layered t-shirts you had laying around that made you look so good.
vi seemed to sense a presence behind her she turned around with a slightly flustered expression, “who, uhm— who’s that?” she whispered. ekko couldn’t stop the shit eating grin from forming on his face.
you seemed to hear the commotion as you looked over your shoulder for a quick sec, not giving much attention to the newcomers, before going back to your little invention you were working on.
“what happened now, ekko?” he could hear the desperation in your voice as ekko had quite a habit of damaging his board after coming back from raids, which would make you pause whatever you were working on.
ekko moved past vi, caitlyn straying behind him, and walked into your work space, taking a comfortable seat on your desk next to you, "this is our mechanic, y/n! she can typically fix anything aaanddd, she's a huge help around here."
you scoffed at his praise, wiping the sweat off your brow as you turned around and vi fully saw your face.
she swore she could've fallen on her knees right then and there. you were down right gorgeous. and not just that, you for sure had to have brains. it certainly doesn't take the average person to know what they're doing with being a mechanic and fixing equipment.
vi couldn't help the words spilling out her mouth, as she suddenly felt flustered, "she's your mechanic?" sounding a little more loud than she intended to.
caitlyn was quite amused, not quite used to seeing big bad vi so tongue-tied over someone. and it's not like she could blame her.
you tried not to take offense to her little comment but your face betrayed you as you responded, "and what's that supposed to mean?" you had a bit of an attitude as you reached over and grabbed a rag, cleaning your hands of the grease.
vi could understand why, it's not like everyone in the undercity was as accepting of women doing 'man jobs'.
she winced at how she might've sounded, hands coming up in defense and immediately was fumbling over her words, "that's- that's not what i was implying-! you're.. you're just so.." she trailed off, suddenly feeling awkward under your gaze. you were looking at her with a raised brow, waiting for her to finish.
well it's not like she was implying a bad thing, you were just so pretty. and she could never imagine a pretty dainty thing like you getting your hands dirty, and honestly, she found it so hot.
"i'm soo..?"
oh vi was gonna piss herself at the tone of your voice.
ekko cleared his throat in attempt to save vi, "anways! we're here because i once again busted my board. you guessed it. so if you would be so kind," you scoffed and let go of whatever vi was trying to say and looked over at ekko, who was handing you his board.
vi swallowed hard and she could feel sweat forming on her forehead as she watched you two chatting, caitlyn grabbing her attention as she came next to her, "what's got you so.. not.. you...?" she questioned her but she knew very well what the reason was.
she was trying to tease her, honestly.
vi scoffed, rolling her eyes a bit at her question, "oh, please, you know exactly why," she walked out your workspace with caitlyn trailing behind her.
as they walked out you gave a slight glance at where they walked out before looking back at ekko, "who's that pink-haired chick? she got a problem?" you tilted your head as ekko let out a slight chuckle.
"oh, her only issue would be that you weren't trying to get at her," ekko let out a little laugh as your face dropped in shock.
well that's not what you were expecting. it's not everyday that a woman finds interest in you.
and honestly, it kind of intrigued you.
vi and caitlyn came back in, and once again vi couldn't find the will to speak in your presence. you looked at violet, this time taking a good look at her which seemed to make her blush as she felt her cheeks warming up under your gaze as you eyed her up and down.
"can i help you with something else?" your tone was kinder and more inviting as you could feel the nerves basically rolling off of vi.
vi looking to the side at caitlyn before looking back at you, "uh, just wanna know if you guys are done. we need to, uh, head out soon."
you hummed, looking at ekko and signaling for him to borrow your board, "well if it's urgent, ekko can use mine while i fix his," ekko took the courtesy of walking out, caitlyn as well.
which finally left you two alone for a split sec before the nerves got to vi again and she turned on her heel, ready to run for it.
"i didn't catch your name?" vi was going to faint, good lord.
there was no way such a pretty girl was asking for her name.
she turned over her shoulder, giving a shy smile, "violet, vi for short."
you hummed slightly in response and she watched as you moved along your workspace, grabbing ekko's board and placing it on your work desk, "well, vi, you should come by some time. let me get to know you," your back was turned to her as you started working on the disaster in front of you.
vi was going to explode. she couldn't help the little hops of victory she did quietly behind you before replying calmly.
"yeah for sure, that sounds nice."
#vi x reader#arcane x reader#arcane vi x reader#arcane fluff#vi fluff#vi x fem reader#ugh i love her#needthat
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To be clear, I don’t hate the direction Caitlyn’s arc took — rather I hate how it was handled.
Her falling back on her privilege in a state of grief and anger makes sense, and creates a genuinely interesting route for her, which they could have addressed in multiple ways and stuck to the theme of oppression and how Piltover was so quick to switch up at the actions of one Zaunite. I think perhaps it would have worked better initially if Vi’s arc to becoming an enforcer was a season long conflict for her, but other than that, I have no qualms with how Cait’s arc started. The issues begin the further her arc goes along, and it becomes clear, at least to me, that they don’t actually know how to balance making Cait sympathetic/nuanced in her grief, while also still giving her genuine consequences for what she does to Zaun, and the contrast between years of death and hatred causing Zaun to start lashing out at Piltover, vs Caitlyn losing her mother and immediately lashing out against all of Zaun. This isn’t to say her grief is invalid, rather she is hurting and poisoning people over it, whether they be innocent in her eyes or not.
I’ve seen some people say it isn’t that bad because she only targeted gangs or Jinx — her main target — but the fact is gas cannot be controlled like that. It spreads. This is likely the same sort of gas that poisoned Viktor. We know what it does. And hell, the gangs are a product of the system and Piltover’s oppression and ignorance of Zaun, something Arcane acknowledged in season one, and then barely paid mind to in season two.
The fact is, Cait is a privileged cop who causes a rise in violence against Zaunites, and this is only briefly acknowledged in act 3 before we move onto other things. Vi’s confrontation towards her doesn’t feel like a consequence either, because it barely lasts, and Cait’s choices barely have an impact on the story, because even though she and the enforcers plagued Zaun for the first two acts, they still end up joining forces with Piltover, and it feels forced.
Cait simply doesn’t work in season 2, because for her to work, they would have to actively acknowledge the class divide and treatment of those in the Undercity, and season 2 refuses to properly do that, thereby painting Cait in a better light than she should be painted.
#arcane#arcane critical#arcane criticism#it’s frustrating especially because I enjoyed Cait’s character in s1#and I was excited for her arc in s2#I wish she was written better and with more nuance#also if you are genuinely defending Cait flooding parts of the Undercity with gas I’m gonna need you to really think on that for a sec#because what the fuck
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Caitlyn kiramman x female reader
The moon hung low over the streets of Piltover, casting a soft glow that illuminated the cobblestones below. Caitlyn Kiramman, the sharp-eyed enforcer, moved quietly, her polished boots making barely a sound as she stepped through the shadows. She had been tracking a series of criminals for days, but tonight was different. Tonight, her target was rumored to be someone far more elusive, a bounty hunter known for her skills and independence—someone who didn’t care for Piltover’s laws or its protectors.
You, the bounty hunter, had been following your own lead, one that would hopefully bring you closer to a massive score. The client had been vague, but the price offered for this particular target was far too high to ignore. The streets of Zaun were treacherous enough, but with a powerful Piltover enforcer on the case, things just got more complicated.
You crouched on the rooftop, blending into the shadows. Below you, a small gang was gathered, their dirty faces and ragged clothes a stark contrast to Piltover’s cleanliness. You had been tailing them for hours, but they weren’t your real focus. Your intel suggested Caitlyn was nearby, and you knew she wouldn’t hesitate to interfere.
A slight scuffling noise made you turn your head, your senses alert. There she was. Caitlyn, with her signature rifle slung over her back, blue eyes scanning the streets as if she could sense your presence. You smirked to yourself. She was good, but you were better.
With a soft leap, you dropped down behind the gang, landing silently in the alleyway. The thugs didn’t even have a chance to draw their weapons before you had them pinned, your blade pressed lightly to the leader’s throat.
“Tell me where he is,” you hissed, your voice low and threatening.
The gang leader’s eyes darted wildly, but he quickly caved. “He’s… he’s hiding near the old docks… but you’re not the only one looking for him.”
“Who else?” you asked, even though you already knew.
“An enforcer from Piltover,” he spat, hatred and fear mixing in his voice.
You barely had time to process his words before you heard the click of a rifle being cocked.
“Step away from him. Now,” Caitlyn’s voice was calm, controlled, but firm.
You turned slowly, not raising your hands but showing her you weren’t reaching for your weapon.
“Enforcer Kiramman,” you greeted her, a teasing smile playing on your lips. “What brings you down to Zaun? Slumming it?”
Caitlyn’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t have time for games. You’re interfering in an investigation.”
You tilted your head. “Funny, I thought you were the one interfering in my hunt.”
There was a tense silence, the gang members too afraid to move as they watched the two of you face off. Caitlyn’s grip on her rifle tightened, but she didn’t fire. There was something in her eyes—curiosity, maybe even admiration. You were known for being efficient, ruthless, and precise—everything she valued in a tracker, even if you operated outside the law.
“I’m not going to warn you again,” Caitlyn said, her voice a touch more serious. “Walk away.”
You chuckled. “And miss out on the fun? I don’t think so.”
Before Caitlyn could react, you moved, kicking the gang leader away and launching yourself into the shadows. Caitlyn cursed under her breath, raising her rifle to track you, but you were already gone.
Hours later, you found yourself perched on a rusted balcony overlooking the docks. The air was thick with the smell of salt and grime, the sounds of the Undercity echoing around you. Below, your target—a smuggler responsible for several illegal shipments into Piltover—was huddled with a group of men, clearly preparing for another run. You had him right where you wanted him, and this time, you weren’t about to let anyone interfere.
But then you felt it. The presence of someone watching you. A shadow crossed the rooftops, and you sighed. Caitlyn again.
“Persistent, isn’t she?” you muttered to yourself.
You waited until she was within striking distance before dropping down behind her, your movements silent. Caitlyn spun around, but you were faster, pinning her against the brick wall of the building.
“You’re starting to get on my nerves,” you whispered, your face inches from hers.
Caitlyn didn’t flinch. Instead, she stared at you, her expression hard but composed. “Likewise.”
For a moment, neither of you moved, the tension between you electric. You could feel her breath on your skin, her eyes locked with yours. Something shifted in the air, a moment of understanding passing between you. You both lived dangerous lives, always one step ahead of death. Perhaps, in that shared recklessness, there was something more.
“You know,” you said, your voice softer, “we could help each other.”
Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. “And why would I do that?”
“Because we both want the same thing,” you replied. “The smuggler. You take him in, I get my bounty, and we both walk away happy.”
Caitlyn hesitated, her eyes searching yours. You could see the gears turning in her mind, weighing the risks, the benefits. Finally, she nodded.
“Fine. But you’re not running this show.”
You grinned. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Sheriff.”
The plan went off without a hitch. Together, you and Caitlyn took down the smuggler’s men with precision, your movements fluid as you worked in sync. You had to admit, Caitlyn was impressive. Her aim was flawless, her strategies quick and efficient. For a moment, you found yourself admiring her—not just as a rival, but as a person.
When the smuggler was finally in custody, you stood side by side, catching your breath. Caitlyn glanced over at you, her expression unreadable.
“So, what now?” she asked.
You shrugged. “I collect my bounty, you take him to Piltover, and we go our separate ways.”
Caitlyn frowned, her lips pressing into a thin line. “That’s it?”
You turned to her, surprised by the hint of disappointment in her voice. “Did you have something else in mind?”
She didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she took a step closer, her eyes searching yours. There was something intense in her gaze, something you hadn’t expected.
“You’re good,” she said quietly. “Better than most.”
You smirked. “I know.”
Caitlyn’s lips twitched into a small smile, but it didn’t last long. Her expression turned serious again, and you felt your pulse quicken as she stepped even closer.
“I could use someone like you,” she admitted, her voice low. “In Piltover. As an ally.”
You raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Is that an offer?”
Caitlyn’s gaze flickered to your lips for just a second before returning to your eyes. “Maybe.”
You weren’t sure if it was the adrenaline or the way she was looking at you, but something in you snapped. Before you could second-guess yourself, you closed the distance between you, capturing her lips in a kiss. Caitlyn tensed for a brief moment before melting into it, her hands gripping your jacket as she pulled you closer.
The kiss was fierce, filled with the same energy that had fueled your rivalry. But underneath it, there was something else—something softer, more vulnerable. When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathing heavily, your foreheads pressed together.
“Well,” you said, a little breathless, “I didn’t expect that.”
Caitlyn chuckled softly, her voice huskier than usual. “Neither did I.”
For a moment, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in the stillness of the night. It was dangerous, the connection between you. But then again, danger was something you both thrived on.
“So,” Caitlyn said, her voice teasing, ��about that offer…”
You smirked, pulling her closer again. “I think we can work something out.”
#lesbian#wlw#wlw post#x fem reader#x reader#x fem!reader#arcane caitlyn x reader#arcane caitlyn#caitlyn arcane#arcane women#arcane#caitlyn#caitlyn x reader#caitlyn kiramman#caitlyn kiramman x reader#caitlyn kiramman x you#wlw fanfic#x female reader
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THE SIXTH | Ekko x Fem!OC
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Rest of the fanfic can be found here.
SUMMARY:
Shimmer is back. Two years after the war with Noxus has ended, a new gangster emerges within the undercity, now known as 'Zaun'.
Daunter is a ruthless chem-baron who has reformed the city's drug empire. He refloods the streets with shimmer and gains the title 'Silco's Heir'.
The Firelights are back in commission after two years of lax, taking down exports just like the days when Silco was still alive.
When the group arrives at an export and finds it already taken down with the barrels drained of shimmer, it becomes apparent that Daunter and his gang aren't the only ones they need to look out for. They had competition. Or... did they?
Ekko finds himself involved in a seemingly endless cat-and-mouse chase with another gang leader-a woman who moves like the wind. He wants to know what her motives are, but he has to catch her first.
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CHAPTER ONE:
- Zaun, two years after the conclusion of Arcane
"Fuck—"
It happened again. Their mission had been sabotaged, just like before. Someone had arrived before he and the Firelights had gotten there, Daunter's goons paralyzed and tied up, the barrels drained of shimmer.
Daunter was Zaun's newest chem baron—and currently it's biggest. He reintroduced shimmer to the Lanes, reflooding the streets with the purple drug.
After Silco had died and the undercity got caught up in a battle with Piltover and Noxus, shimmer had been mostly exterminated by Caitlyn and her enforcers. It still lingered in the black market, but mass exports ceased to exist. Until a few months ago, that is. Daunter crept in like slow-forming shadows caused by a rising moon. In increments so small that no one noticed until everything was drenched in its darkness.
This forced the Firelights back into action. But now, there seemed to be someone else who was intent on interrupting Daunter's operations. Ekko would have accepted the help if it wasn't for the fact that they'd taken the shimmer. He couldn't help but suspect that the culprit had ill intentions, and that put them at odds with the Firelights.
"Looks like we got competition," a distorted voice said from beside him.
Ekko turned his head to look at the masked face of Scar, a tall chirean who served as his Lieutenant and second in command. Chireans held bat-like appearances (minus the wings), with large ears, grey-toned skin, bat-like noses, and neon green eyes.
Both men stood atop a nearby roof, out of hearing distance of the restrained goons on the cargo airship.
"More like another enemy," Ekko responded.
Scar processed his leader's remark before speaking again. "You think they got bad intentions?"
"They're up to no good if they're stealing shimmer. Probably selling it themselves to make bank," he said pointedly.
Scar took in Ekko's words. It made sense and sounded like the most likely scenario. Though, one thing stood out to him.
"Why would they tie em' up? They already have em' paralyzed somehow. It's like they're leaving 'em here for someone to arrest or something."
Ekko considered this but had already thought up a reason. "The paralysis might not last long. Could be a precaution."
Scar nodded, agreeing that his reasoning seemed plausible.
"What should we do? Seems we keep missing 'em. Should we put out scouters across the city?"
Ekko exhaled through his nose, mulling over Scar's suggestion. It did sound like a good idea, but he had to also consider the risks. He didn't want to put his people in danger. This wouldn't be like their typical 'element of surprise' mission. This would involve spying, waiting, and watching—usually from the shadows to avoid detection. Despite this, Ekko had faith in the Firelights.
"Yeah. Could assign shifts. But we still need to keep most of our numbers back at the hideout in case of any surprise missions."
Scar agreed. Daunter was becoming more and more unpredictable, and there were times when they had to act quickly, creating plans with only hours to spare.
The conversation between the men ended there and Ekko mounted his aeroglider. He flew over to the transport ship and hopped off the board, sliding it behind his back to attach to the magnetic piece on his coat. He neared Daz, one of the newer Firelights.
Daz was a little on the shorter side, his body mass nothing impressive. But he was quick, and that made up for his size.
"You find anything useful? Anything they might've left behind?"
Daz stood from his crouching position. "Nothing. But this guy says that it was a bunch of people dressed in black wearing cloaks," he said.
The younger male nudged the oversized goon who was laying on the boarded floors of the airship with his booted foot.
Ekko's eyes narrowed in thought from the goon's revelation. He crouched down, deciding to take questioning the brute into his own hands.
"Did you see any faces? Anything?"
Daunter's ruffian shook his head, his double chin jigging as he did so.
"I was lucky to even see 'em in the first place. Bastards were quick as shit, bouncin' all over the place like a bunch 'a damn shimmer addicts."
Ekko stared down at the overweight man for a few moments before standing.
'Was it possible that whoever had done this was also consuming the drug to give themselves a physical advantage?'
Authoritative voices sounded from the distance, pulling him from his thoughts and signaling him and the other firelights that enforcers were nearby. Ekko yanked his aeroglider from behind his back once again, hopping onto it before instructing the other Firelights to follow him out of there.
The group flew to their hideout, flickers of green trails decorating the air behind them as they moved.
The Firelight hideout was impressive—only accessible through a labyrinth of abandoned sewer pipes. He and his people had the pipes memorized by now, knowing exactly where to go to reach the entrance. The entrance was covered by a heavy, circular piece of metal—resembling that of a manhole cover. It rolled to the side, allowing them access.
Each time Ekko walked through the gate, he was struck with amazement at what he had accomplished so far. He had created a community in the last ten years, having found a large tree growing from the deep, dark depths of Zaun—a miracle, but also a symbol of hope. He had built himself a home, a sanctuary, and shared it with the people of the undercity that had been affected by the shimmer epidemic and the victims of the battle. He was proud of himself, and the people who had joined him in forming the Firelights. They had done well.
During the war, they'd almost lost the tree. Well, they had lost the tree. The corruption from the hexcore had bled into the roots of their tree, causing the leaves to become tainted in wild rune markings before ultimately falling off. But using the knowledge he had learned in the other timeline he'd been teleported to, Ekko was able to form a time bubble around the hideout, reversing time in sphere they'd created but no where else. After ensuring no one was in the bubble, Ekko was able to bring the tree back to its former condition—before his mural had been painted on it.
Before the war, he'd vanished for months, leaving the Firelight no choice but to assume his death. They painted his face on the mural. It was a chilling thing to see once he'd returned; a symbol of his own death that hadn't occurred. A bad omen.
He had lost people throughout his twenty-three years of life—too many people. He carried the memories of his fallen friends with him and honored their memory by having a mural painted on the tall walls of the sewer, colourful portraits of the people who had passed on. It added to the surrealness of their hideout, while also ensuring who they've lost remained with them in, watching over them as they worked, lived, and thrived underneath their still gaze.
His eyes skimmed over the mural; Vi, Powder, Claggor, Mylo, Momo, Chip, Kurt, Jal, Eve, Radar, Heimerdinger, Jinx, and the most recent addition—Ajuna.
He lowered his gaze and walked to his room. It was located in one of the higher structures of the tree. Usually, he would use his hoverboard to fly there, but he decided to take the long way so that he could think on the way there. Plus, the exercise wouldn't hurt. He began his venture up the lengthy stairs, his mind occupied as he did so.
He soon reached his destination, pushing open the door before closing it behind him again after stepping inside.
His room was clean, but also messy. His bed was made, which was something he forced himself to do every morning. It was a twin bed that lined the back right corner of the room. Opposite the bed was his workbench, where the mess began. It was a disorganized madness, but it was his madness, and it worked for him. He was an inventor, a prodigy and a genius, as his parents called him. The workbench was evidence of his success and failures. His tools scattered across the wooden surface, grooves beginning to form in the shape of his fingers from how often he used them. Pieces of scrap lined the walls next to the desk, things he refused to throw out because he was determined to find a use for them some day.
The wall behind his desk was littered with plans, blueprints, diagrams—either of inventions he had already made, planned to make, or things he still hadn't finished planning yet. Next to the bed was his desk. It was situated underneath a curtained window. That was where some of the mission planning took place. He was the leader, and he was the one who created intricate plans for his team to embark on (with some help from Scar at times).
Ekko yanked his aeroglider from his back and rested it against the leg of his workbench before shedding his graffitied coat and folding it over his work chair. He removed his mask and placed it on his desk before sitting in his chair.
His mind was tossing and turning, thinking back to their wrecked mission. It was clear that the Firelights had another enemy to deal with now, as if Daunter and his gang weren't enough. He worried about what this might mean for their future undertakings, what confronting the group would be like, what their leader was like—if they even had one. They most likely did. They wouldn't have been able to pull off such swift heists if they didn't.
Ekko exhaled and willed his troubled thoughts to leave with his breath. He needed to focus. Make a schedule. Make a plan. He pulled out some parchment and leaned over his desk, getting to work.
Weeks passed, and the Firelights had no luck with spotting the culprits. Whoever they were, they knew what they were doing. That and any physical altercations made using shimmer made them dangerously fast foes.
Ekko stood atop a roof, his mask adorning his face and the hood pulled over his head. He held his hoverboard to his side, having just landed. The building he was situated on was positioned along one of the main routes for Daunter's shimmer exports.
At this hour, the city was dark but also illuminated by the lights within its buildings. It was pretty, no one could deny that. Pink and green light outlined its contents, adding to its nighttime radiance. It was a contrast to the dank stench that polluted their air.
He lingered on the roof for a while, hoping to spot some movement.
His scouting shift was ending. His body was tense with anticipation and eagerness that didn't seem to dissipate as the time ticked well beyond when he should have gone home. This mystery had been bothering him since the first time they came across an empty transport about a month ago. He couldn't understand how he and the Firelights kept missing them. How this mysterious group of people in black seemed to be getting away with it. Right now, all he knew was that he would not rest until he figured it out, and then took care of it by taking them down.
A flicker of movement occurred from the top right of his peripheral. In a flash his head wagged in the direction, his focus zooming in on it. There. He could see a very faint outline of what looked like the side of someone, the rest of them drenched in inky shadows. They stood upon a roof in the near distance. When Ekko moved onto the other side of the roof he was standing on, he noticed that there were other figures standing with the initial one he had noticed. It had to be them.
He knew that he'd have to stay hidden and quiet. He was outnumbered by people who had unknown capabilities. Instead of confronting them, he would follow them. Watch them and their moves, learn their techniques, inspect them for any weaknesses, and figure out who was leading them.
He put his aeroglider on his back, knowing that the green lights on it would immediately reveal his location—especially in the darkness of the night. He would have to move on foot. He wasn't exactly skilled in moving stealthily. His boots always felt too heavy, his breathing too loud—especially behind his mask. Despite this, he was determined to pursue the group. He'd been chasing nothing but possibilities for weeks. The possibility that he might spot them. The possibility of learning more about them. The possibility of the Firelights having the capability to take them down. He was sick of unanswered questions, and if slinking into the shadows like some kind of damn ninja was what he had to do to get them, then so be it.
When they moved, he moved, trying to mask any footsteps or sounds he made with theirs. So far, it seemed they were moving aimlessly. They headed in every which direction, making quick yet precise movements. Ekko was almost in awe. This group moved with grace and excellence. They used acrobatics and parkour together, the combination of the two giving the group a unique advantage in means of travel and stealth.
Ekko was able to see that the group consisted of about 6 people, with one of them leading the lot. He could see that they were indeed adorned in black attire, which included black cloaks. Any other physical details remained a blur due to their continuous motion.
The leader seemed to lead the group to some sort of abandoned warehouse. It had long since been cleared out of its storage—Ekko and the Firelights having raided it once after Squirt, one of the older members of the gang, spotted it during a mission.
Ekko kept himself tucked away in a nearby alley, sparing only a few glances as he saw the group circle on the concrete clearing in front of the warehouse. As he glanced over the corner, he noticed there was one fewer than before. Before he could even begin wondering what happened to them, he felt an abrupt poke on the back of his neck, directly in the center. In seconds he was crumbling to the ground, his own body refusing to listen to his brain signals that demanded he move. He lay there helplessly, now at the complete mercy of this group that he knew nothing about. He tested his eyes, seeing if he could glance around and blink. He could. He tried opening his mouth. He could. But that was it.
His eyes caught sight of the person who had managed to take him down in mere seconds without him even knowing they were there. They were small—a small female. She was dressed in all black besides a crimson scarf wrapped around her neck. He couldn't see her face because she was wearing a black half mask that covered her nose and mouth, and tinted goggles that covered her eyes. One of the most prominent things he noticed was how long and bushy her hair was. She had it tied in a low ponytail and the ends of it reached all the way to her ankles.
'There's no way that was the ideal way to keep her hair during outings like these,' Ekko thought. It reminded him of Pow—Jinx. Long hair. Always getting in the way when she fought. He felt his heart clench, but he banished the impending memories that threatened to come forth. He didn't have time to think about that now.
"You've been following us," the woman said, her voice firm and yet soft at the same time.
She began circling him, sizing him up before coming to a stop near his head. She squatted down beside him, her head tilting to the side as she looked over his masked face.
"And you've been stealing shimmer to do who knows what with."
Her head tilted to the other side as she listened to him respond in the distorted voice caused by his mask. "What of it? You want some?" Her voice was muffled by the material of her mask.
He scoffed, disgust filling him and lacing his voice with venom as he spoke. "So, you do make profit off it."
She didn't respond to that. Instead, she gripped the edges of his mask and began to tug it off. When she felt a resistance, she reached into his hood and unsnapped the fastens and then tried again.
Ekko could do nothing to stop her as she revealed his face to the night air.
She gave him a good stare down, as if memorizing every facial feature he had. She reached a hand down to him, her fingers making gentle contact with the hourglass marking on his forehead and nose.
Ekko would have jolted away from her touch if he wasn't paralyzed.
She traced along the edges of the marking with two of her fingers, her movements slow and deliberate. After pulling her hand away, she stared down at him some more, almost like she was contemplating something. "What does it mean?"
Ekko's mouth parted, confusion and bewilderment striking him from her abrupt question. He couldn't even think of forming an answer to that question, too caught off guard by it.
"Nothing? Just thought the shape was cool, huh?" She stood, his mask still pinched between her fingers.
"This thing is neat. Did you make it yourself?" She turned the mask over in her hands and held it up, getting a closer look at the neon pink 'x' painting on the front of it and then looking at the mechanics on the inside that made the wearer's voice distorted.
"What did you do to me? I can't move."
She looked from his mask and down at him again as she ignored her question. She seemed to pause, as if stunned by the sound of his actual voice that was no longer disguised by his mask.
"It's temporary. It'll wear off in an hour or so."
Ekko's eyes widened. "An hour? Stuck like this? With you?"
She snickered. "Hey, you're the one who was following us. I had to make sure you weren't a threat." She bent forward and gazed down at him; her eyes still hidden behind the goggles she wore. "So, are you? A threat, I mean."
Ekko swallowed. "Depends. I don't know you, or what your intentions are. I'm only a threat to those who are a threat to me," he said.
"Well, that's quite the predicament. We don't know your intentions, and you don't know ours." She stood up straight before continuing. "But you were the one following us. That's not very nice, y'know."
Ekko could feel her words ignite annoyance within him like a flame touching gas.
"I had my reasons," he retorted matter-of-factly.
The girl turned around, hiding her face from view before pulling down her mask and removing her goggles from her eyes, leaving them resting on her head like a headband. Then she put on his mask. It was too big for her, but she kept it on, nonetheless.
Ekko became enraged. "Take it off, now." His voice was angered and demanding.
She snickered again, this time teasingly as she turned around to show him her face now covered by his own mask.
"No, I don't think I will." Her voice came out distorted now, and it only added to Ekko's fury.
Before Ekko could make a response, she moved quickly out of his peripheral. And suddenly, she was atop the roof of one of the buildings lining the alleyway. She gave him a taunting wave before dashing away.
Ekko could hear her voice in the distance as she ordered the group to head back.
'So, she's their leader.'
Ekko mulled over that fact for a few seconds until he realized that he was now left in the alleyway, defenseless. She had left him there paralyzed and alone, completely vulnerable to any possible thugs in the area.
"Shit—"
Just as the word left his mouth, she returned to her spot on the roof. He watched her plop down, her short legs dangling over the ledge. He could hear her muffled, distorted snicker.
'Bitch.'
"Don't worry, I'll babysit you until you can move again."
Ekko blinked, confusion dousing him from her odd intentions.
"Why?"
"To make sure no one hurts you silly," she replied, her oddly cheerful voice making the distortion effects of the mask glitch out. He heard her giggle.
He stared up at her in disbelief. "You wouldn't have to do that if you hadn't paralyzed me in the first place."
"And I wouldn't have had to paralyze you if you hadn't been following us in the first place."
She had a point, and he knew it, But he also knew he was justified for following them. He needed to know what their intentions were.
"What are you doing with the shimmer that you've been stealing?" He knew his question was a long shot, but at this point he didn't have anything to lose.
"That's for me to know, and for you... To not know."
This woman was infuriating.
"Then I have no choice but to assume that you're selling it for profit. You're just continuing to add to the problems of the undercity. How do you live with yourself? Contributing to the pain and suffering of other people for the sake of coins."
She seemed to pause at his words, like she was thinking carefully before responding. "You're quick to assume things, huh?"
Ekko watched as she crossed her arms over her chest, her head still tilted downwards as she stared at him through his mask from her perch on the roof ledge.
"What choice do I have when you won't give me anything."
She hummed. "Touche."
Ekko could feel pins and needles erupt in the tips of his fingers and toes. The paralysis was starting to wear off. He decided to keep this information to himself. Maybe he could try and get her to come down here and strike after the paralysis had completely worn off without her knowledge.
"How'd you do this? You poked me and suddenly I'm all paralyzed and helpless."
He heard her make a noise of amusement, hinting that she was probably smirking behind his mask.
"More questions?
He rolled his eyes. "Are you gonna answer this one?"
She shook her head in amusement, and Ekko watched in astonishment as she stood and flipped into the air, landing on the ground right beside his head with absolute grace.
'She just flipped off a god damn building.'
He had to admit, that was impressive as hell. He'd lived in the undercity his whole life, and many kids grew up learning how to do parkour, but nothing like this. Sure, he could do his own mid-air flip, but his landings were far from as graceful and quiet as hers. It was like she was a dancer or something.
She squatted next to his head again, peering down at him like before but this time behind his mask.
"How about we swap secrets, yeah? You tell me what this means—" She paused and then poked the white marking on his forehead and nose. "—And I tell you how I made you 'all paralyzed and helpless'."
Ekko was taken aback. She would really reveal something so valuable in exchange for something that was merely personal to him?
"It means a lot of things. It's shaped like an hourglass. I've always had a thing for time."
She made another amused sound—probably smirking again.
"That's it? You have a thing for time? No deep, mysterious meaning for painting a freaking hourglass on your face?"
"Guess so."
She stood and crossed her arms over her chest.
He was starting to get more feeling in his face now, and he didn't even notice when he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Who are you?" he asked her, not really expecting an answer.
She shook her head disapprovingly again before replying. "Another question? But I haven't even answered the other one yet," she pointed out jeeringly.
He grit his teeth. This teeny tiny woman had started a raging anger within him. She dodged questions, was sassy as shit, and she'd stolen his mask and was now wearing it just to piss him off.
She noticed when his eyebrows furrowed, hinting that he was regaining use of his muscles now. She took a step back but didn't fully retreat just yet, lingering behind for a moment to say something else.
"I thought you would've found another fascination by now. But nope, still obsessed with time, aren't you, Ekko?"
Ekko felt like he'd been abruptly drenched in ice-cold water. She spoke to him as if she knew him.
'Who the fuck is this person?'
His shock was evident on his face, and she immediately picked up on it.
In a blur of movements, he was suddenly standing, the paralysis having worn off by now. Despite his quickness, she had maneuvered out of the way and was now standing on the same ledge she had been sitting on minutes before.
"Who the fuck are you?! Tell me, God dammit!"
She was quiet and unmoving for a few moments, as if she was contemplating something.
"Toodaloo." She waved at him and laughed before disappearing.
He growled and pulled his aeroglider from his back, immediately mounting it and taking to the air. She couldn't have gotten too far. It took him only a few moments to spot her in the distance. She was fast—real fast. But he had his hoverboard, which made him faster. He flew his board in her direction, gaining momentum on her quickly.
He watched as she turned a corner abruptly. He quickly made the sharp turn, about to catch up to her when he was forced to come to a stop. She was gone.
He gained altitude, moving up higher to get a better map of the place. He looked around, but still couldn't find anything. She had quite literally vanished into thin air.
"Fuck!"
Rest of the fanfic can be found here.
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I think the funniest thing about Arcane is that it's this serious steampunk high fantasy story with deep socio-political themes about classism, oppression, and the cost of revolution. As well as where the limits of technology and scientific expansion should be. All centering around various political machinations and a violent family drama that spans two generation and spills out into all out gang warfare.
But because he's a central figure in the lore of Piltover and Hextech in League of Legends, one of the most important characters in the story is named Heimerdinger. And he looks like this:
Like, Jayce gets arrested for performing illegal, potentially danger experimentations after a group of street kids accidentally caused an explosion...and then this little fuzzy gremlin creature walks in and Jayce is just like "Professor Heimerdinger, let me explain..." Like the introduction of this character doesn't HARD clash with the tone and setting of the show until that moment.
But the show also never treats Heimerdinger like he doesn't fit into the setting. The only time Heimerdinger ever feels out of place is when he goes down to the undercity; but for the same reason Caitlyn felt out of place, or any other member of Piltover's upper class would. Not because he's two feet tall and fuzzy.
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Caitlin having to withstand her girlfriend's torture - getting praised and teased as her girlfriend slowly drag Caitlin to the dark side (Helps Caitlin relax for once in her life and cut lose).
May or may not end up with them running from enforcers and/or gang members.
Your Idiot
|| Caitlyn x fem!reader
|| Warnings: first time writing for Caitlyn, shorter than my usual stuff
|| Summary: reader gets back from a heist, Caitlyn isn't pleased. The heist would later come back to interrupt their date.
Requests open!
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You and Caitlyn have been dating for a while. The only problem being you were from the Undercity. Which often lead to a lot of difficulties in your relationship, but the two of you did your best to not let it get in the way of things.
You'd just returned from a heist, plopping the bag of items you'd collected on the couch before flopping down next to it. Arms draped over the back of the couch as you looked at the ceiling. Letting your eyes close for a moment.
You heard the sound of someone clearing their throat and opened your eyes to see Caitlyn giving you a disapproving gaze, arms folded across her chest.
"Care to explain where you've been?"
"Shopping." You smirked, nodding your head towards the bag and she sighed deeply.
"I can't believe we are having this discussion again. I told you, I would assist you with whatever you needed." She tells you, her tone firm.
"Yeah, but I don't want to have to always rely on you. That's not fair to you. Besides, it's fun! Let loose for once, Caitlyn." You tell her, leaning forward as you rest your arms against your knees. Keeping yourself propped up.
"I can let loose." She rolls her eyes," just not when it comes to the law!"
You stand and walk over to her, pulling her into a gentle kiss. She melts into it and you stay like that for a moment before breaking it. Giving her cheek a gentle tap which makes her narrow her eyes at you.
"Calm down. Nobody saw me."
She looks at you with a gaze you can't quite read," you are really annoying sometimes."
"Love you, too." You chuckle, giving her a soft smile.
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A few days after, you and Caitlyn were out on a date in Piltover. Enjoying a nice cup of coffee as you chatted. Though it was soon interrupted as two enforcers rushed into the shop, pointing directly at you. You don't quite catch what they had shouted at you, already having sprung into action. You flip the table, creating a barrier that would hopefully slow them down for a moment before grabbing Caitlyn by her wrist and sprinting towards the back door. Shoving it open with your shoulder as the two of you ran out of the shop. Apparently someone had seen you on your heist days before.
Caitlyn has a mix of panic and annoyance in her features as she runs with you down a back alley, headed for the Undercity.
"Are you serious?! I thought you said no one saw you!" She shouts, throwing her hands out to the side.
"Turns out someone did!" You shout back.
"Ugh, why am I even with you?!"
"Because I'm charming and irresistible!" You tease her, she shoves you slightly in frustration and you laugh. The two of you managing to lose the enforcers by heading into the Undercity, jumping from building to building. You help Caitlyn get across on some of the more difficult ones until you've reached your safe house. If you can even call it a house. It's not the nicest place in the world but it was yours.
The two of you plopping down on the makeshift bed, trying to catch your breaths. Caitlyn being slightly more out of breath than you.
"You are such an idiot." She mutters, hand on her chest as she glares at you.
"Maybe. But I'm your idiot." You give her a finger gun, which certainly didn't improve her mood with you. You found it amusing though. Teasing Caitlyn was just too easy sometimes.
"Shut up."
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Finished my umpteenth Arcane rewatch ( it’s 100% above 30 now but I lost count around 25 about a year and a half ago ) anyway so here’s some character headcanons.
Vi realized she was a lesbian due to developing a crush on an older girl in a gang when she was younger and 100% adopted some of her stylistic influences.
Caitlyn due to her sheltered upbringing didn’t realize she was a lesbian until she was older.
Mel’s father taught her how to paint.
Sevika was the powder of Vander and Silco’s group growing up.
Silco had the statue of Vander erected.
Smoking originally became a symbol of power in the undercity cause younger Vander nabbed a pipe off of an enforcer.
Jinx tried to play her and Vi’s monster game to try and chase the hallucinations of Mylo and Claggor away the first few weeks after getting taken in by Silco.
Xemina Talis started calling both Jayce and Viktor her boys whenever anyone asked about them after like the 4th family function Jayce brought Viktor along too. She’s never outright asked if Viktor has any living family but his near nostalgic expression as he observes from the sidelines is answer enough for her.
Jayce and Viktor talked a lot after their hextech discovery but as the council debated about letting it continue they talked a little less until Jayce sent Viktor a new cane he built to replace the one that broke with a note asking to meet him for dinner.
Caitlyn and Jayce consider themselves siblings and started to correct any idiot that thinks otherwise in a lie about how they’re biological siblings that has become more and more elaborate by the year. Cassandra thinks it’s stupid but goes along with it, Tobias thinks it’s the funniest thing ever and joins in every now and then to add another incredibly elaborate lie or two.
Cassandra and Tobias are both trans and supported eachother through their transitions, going as far to delay their wedding so Cassandra could find the perfect dress and Tobias could get the perfect tux.
Viktor is bi and after a rousing game of never have I ever between he and Jayce admitted to having actively dated more than 30% of Piltover academy’s student body.
Jayce drunkenly admitted that he is also bi and has dated exactly three people in his lifetime.
He also found out that night that he and Viktor have three mutual exes.
Caitlyn likes writing love poems.
Ambessa came to Piltover not only for weapons but because after finding out about her son’s death her stomach dropped thinking about Mel in danger.
Silco loves the opera and once when he was younger successfully snuck into one.
Ekko personally painted the portion of the mural of Benzo, Vander and his friends.
Ekko and Jinx have had a running contest of who can tag more of the city since they were kids Ekko thought the game had ended until he started seeing Jinx’s pink and blue monkey everywhere he started tagging the green hourglass back.
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Oh yeah, and here we are. Vi's poster is finally out and we can put them all together. Jinx is actually in all of the posters, but as I said, they did a lot better than I expected.
Initially I thought it would be a consistent story according to the release of the posters, but the more I look at them, the more I am convinced that each poster is a separate story of a character in its own time period.
I'll return to the first poster with Vi and Jinx, but I won’t consider the second general poster in detail yet – for me it is really just a general promo with a small symbolic hint. And personal posters are really more interesting.
Ekko
Actually, he was the first. With the release of the trailer, I understand why the poster did not show anything else from his image, except for decoration and a close–up of his face - because now we know that there is also a pink cross and other attributes of Jinx painted on his clothes. This is definitely a different costume, but it is already obvious that at some point Ekko (either himself or his gang) will cooperate with Jinx. Whether this will be a temporary truce, whether this will be the final forgiveness of everything that happened between them in the past is an open question (I am more inclined to a temporary truce).
Caitlyn
Oh yes, that hard look and angry face that contrasts so much with the innocently charming face from the first season. I assume that Jinx's rocket will take her mother's life – it's too obvious and there are too many hints about it. This means that Jinx becomes a kind of Vendetta for Caitlyn, and the matter of her capture (and elimination, I assume) becomes, among other things, her personal business. It is noteworthy that Caitlyn's poster is the only one on which there is no pink color – neither Vi's pink hair nor Jinx's pink eyes. The whole poster is cold and icy blue. I can assume that at some point Caitlyn will remain completely alone in her mission to capture Jinx, and Vi will either not be with her, or for some reason she will be on Jinx's side (especially since on the general poster the girls were separated by a green stripe, which is associated with Ekko. Isn't this the moment from the trailer where Ekko is acting in concert with Vi?). In any case, Caitlyn's poster looks very cold and aloof. And only in red strokes, like blood or a spider's web, threads pass, which Caitlyn used back in the first season, when she drew up her own scheme of evidence of what was happening in the Undercity. The "Red web" is a great metaphor for Caitlyn's condition this season. Red is the color of Noxus, and Ambessa will definitely have a very strong influence, even pressure, on Caitlyn in matters of martial law. The web of Ambessa's decisions, the council's decisions, the confrontation between the two cities, the relationship with Vi and personal revenge against Jinx, in which Caitlyn is obviously entangled, will really change her beyond recognition and I am very interested to see it.
In the first season, Caitlyn looks at her "red web", trying to figure out what is happening in the Underground City. This season, she literally got herself tangled in this web.
Jinx and Vi
Yes, I'll look at them together because I can't separate their posters from each other. In my head, they fit perfectly and intertwine together, like two pieces of one whole. I like the way they are arranged "jack", like a playing card. And both sisters dominate each other's posters. In Jinx's poster, Vi's dominant hands are at the top of the image and are literally on Jinx's neck in an aggressive and suffocating gesture, while Jinx herself is literally upside down and is at the bottom. On Vi's poster, Jinx's hands are already at the top of the image and, obviously, they also bring pain to her sister, only in a different way. Although Vi herself occupies most of her poster, Jinx really dominates – a light gesture that closes her eyes, but literally puts Vi in a very vulnerable, painful and desperate position. Jinx's eyes are open and looking with a certain mixture of fear and malice, whereas Vi's eyes are completely closed – does she not see the real picture of what is happening? Doesn't want to admit the obvious? Or does she just not know what to do next? (It is noteworthy that Vi does not look directly into the frame on any of the posters where she appeared. None at all. The eyes are either averted or closed).
These are definitely different time periods – on Jinx's poster she still has her own finger, whereas on Vi's poster she has already lost her finger. So according to the chronology, the events from Jinx's poster will be earlier than the events from Vi's poster.
Speaking of Jinx's finger.
Yes, it is mechanical, but it is much more interesting what is painted on it and what color it is painted. A pink smiling face. I like the theory that it's Caitlyn who's going to shoot Jinx's finger off, and I tend to stick to that theory. Because if so, the symbolism turns out to be very beautiful. This smiley face, by the way, breaks the color scheme of the manicure.
Blue
Pink
Blue? No, dear. Pink again. Because it's Jinx now.
As a result, all of Jinx's "pink fingers" cover her eye. The same eye that often stood out somehow in many of Jinx's images. Now it is "Jinx" that completely covers the view of Vi for at least one eye for sure.
I don't remember if there will be more posters coming out or if the poster with Vi was the last one, but in any case, the stories they are trying to tell are quite interesting.
(I remind you that this is a leak-free zone. Please, if you have watched the leaks, no need to spoiler in the comments or in reblogs).
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What if (and i realized this might not fit within the confines of the 3-episode per act structure, but stay with me) Viktor stumbles upon the golem that would be Blitzcrank. Partially buried somewhere in the area that would become his commune. Uncovered as they started cleaning up the place. Maybe we pretend Caitlyn's strike team caused a bit more pollution than they were hoping. Some actual consequences. Maybe now under martial law, they use it more from time to time. Just to eliminate major threats. Only sometimes... and it's for the greater good. They're actually helping Zaun when you think about it. Trust them. don't trust them. Viktor knows the golems were used pre-ventilation system to help out. Not just with the Gray, but with general toxic runoff. Can't just 'stop' polluting the undercity, but they might as well clean up after themselves. So thoughtful. Viktor fixes them up. Going back into some science and mechanical engineering. He's been out of touch, but aided with some hexcore magic, baby Blitzcrank is working great! Not the Blitzcrank we know though, but he's getting there. Sometimes, Viktor sends Blitzcrank out on his own. Clean up some areas in the undercity. Maybe encounters Isha once or twice. Maybe she doodles on them. But Blitzcrank isn't quite Blitzcrank just yet.
Skip ahead a few episodes, Jayce literally claws his way out of that pit. That's when he encounters Blitzcrank. Scares him at first, but Blitzcrank is a friend. He is friend shaped. But there's something... different... about him. Something more. The way they reacts to Jayce. The way they moves. The way they follows along when people talk. Blitzcrank helps Jayce reach the peak where they both encounter Wizard Viktor.
Fast forward. We're reaching the finale. The enforcers have captured Blitzcrank.... somehow. Actually, I got it, Blitzcrank was helping Jinx, Vi, and the gang. As he's not fully sentient yet, Viktor didn't have a connection with him, so he was unaffected when Viktor was shot through the heart. When everything was going to shit, Blitzcrank's programming was like... welp, time to go. And tries to help everyone escape, but then everything got worse. In addition to Jinx, Blitzcrank was taken into custody by the Enforcers. They were gonna trash them, but Jayce intervenes. Jayce knows them. This is blitzcrank, a friend, but... not as he remembers them. Anyways, Blitzcrank is under custody. There's a moment of peace before the war happens. Calm before the storm. To relax, Jayce begins tinkering with Blitzcrank. It's been so long. It almost seems like forever ago since he was in the lab, creating Hextech with Viktor. And he's just so curious about Blitzcrank. He notices Viktor's handiwork immediately. Jayce replaces some old tech with modern hextech. Leaving a bit of Viktor's improvements behind. But Blitzcrank won't turn on. Huh. Strange. Jayce ponders this for a moment, but then his attention is drawn to his hammer. Not his hammer, the other him, but still... his hammer. Both originally built as tools. To help people. Now used as a weapon. To hurt and kill. He's made so many weapons. More than he ever intended. Hextech was meant to help people. Oh! An idea. There must be one here somewhere. Jayce finds a hexcrystal. Places it within Blitzcrank's core. And Blitcrank, finally, awakens. New to this world. Equal parts Jayce and Viktor. Their final creation together. Not a weapon, but intelligent life.
Blitzcrank follows Jayce around. If anyone asks, Jayce reprogrammed Blitzcrank. Personal bodyguard. No one questions him. They've got no time. Blitzcrank is present when Viktor arrives. At first, he hardly gives Blitzcrank a second glance. And they are left behind when Viktor takes Jayce upwards. That's a long way up, but Blitzcrank has to follow. He... wants to follow. Strange. He wants? Blitcrank tries making his way to the top. The big boy tries so hard. But what's this? Someone is hurt. An unconscious body on his way to the top. Blitzcrank was programmed to help Zaunnites, but.... that's not it. Something more. He... wants to help. He will help.
Just when all hope seems lost. Viktor is about to win. In comes Ekko to save the day. But he's not alone. Blitzcrank is there too. Following after Ekko on his short, heavy legs. Oh, sweet boy. He's trying his best. This is still very much Ekko's fight. Not going take away from that. Ekko is the MVP after-all. Hero of Arcane.
Perhaps Blitzcrank saves Ekko, just once, before getting overwhelmed. They helped a little bit. On impulse, let's say, Viktor's mannequin doll-soldiers tries to assimilate them. And it... works? Viktor connects to Blitzcrank. How strange, but he can't actually control him. He's kinda just... there. Well, doesn't matter, he's captured Ekko too now and nothing can- [rewind] Ekko just disappeared. Where did he... oh, there he is and he's throwing the concentrated power of time at my face.
Epilogue time. Jayce and Viktor are gone. Maybe dead, maybe in another plane of existence. Who knows? That's sad, but Blitzcrank is okay. He returns to Zaun. Maybe he's welcome by the Firelights. Who's to say? But Blitzcrank knows that's where he belongs. Patrolling the streets of the undercity. Helping people. Just like his dads wanted. Zaun has a long path ahead to becoming the greatest city Valoran has ever seen.
What do you think? I know Blitzcrank being the lovechild creation of both Viktor and Jayce isn't anything new or original, but I think I came up with something fun that could fit within Arcane canon. You know, if you just... pushed it into place real hard.
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This has been in my head for like weeks and it's what makes me struggle to actually finish arcane LMFAO. For context ive been mostly interacting with arcane stuff on tiktok and ive seen some stuff and opinions that doesn't sit well with me.
also on another note i havent fully finished arcane, i stopped at s2 ep6 so ep7 to 9 i have no prior knowledge apart from spoilers i got bc of arcane edits.
and on one last note, if you disagree or agree with me in this you're free to express it. just be civil. we can all be adults and we know how to understand so just mind your words bc people on tiktok state their opinion so aggressively, it is not needed. we dont need that energy here.
okay so with that out of the way, like i said ive seen a lot of tiktoks lately and i want to kind of speak my mind (technically rant) about some of the discourse regarding characters and whatnot. This is going to be long.
also, spoilers.
so first up is caitlyn. How do i start?
Caitlyn:
I do love caitlyn... in season 1.
in s2 not so much but hear me out. a lot of people have been debating on her actions and how half the fandom hate her, half love her (some a little,,, off putting but ill get into that later) and here's my unneeded take. I don't think its valid. like her actions in s2 are so morally wrong it blows my mind.
first of all, Im not going to say that its ooc of her because that doesnt make sense to say. this cant be ooc (in my perspective) because we have never seen caitlyn angry to the point of doing this. this is our (or my) first time seeing her go through grief this bad that it has her making decisions we dont particularly agree with or is objectively right to do. we cant say that this is "out of character" because we had'nt had prior idea or knowledge to how she'd cope with her mother's passing.
second off, like i said i dont think its valid. yes, i understand her actions are a result of her mothers untimely passing but we can't keep saying that it was right of her to do what she did.
we can empathize and we can understand that what she's doing is because she's had enough of jinx putting the people of piltover in danger because obviously she cares about these people, and it put her over the edge the day that her mother died because of jinx. but it doesnt mean that her actions were right objectively (i say objectively because we all have different moral compasses).
lets get into what she did
her actions consist of:
-gassing the undercity (even after watching an entire documentary/history lesson about how her mother built the ventilation systems to keep the grey out of the undercity)
i dont want to hear people saying that it never showed people dying, it was only used on the gangs, the goons, and jinx. people, we dont need to see people dying to know that the grey has been a problem zaunites have had to deal with for years until cassandra (cait's mom) built those vents.
yes, you can say that they didnt show people dying, doesn't mean that using it wont have consequences if anyone that was innocent does get affected. gas spreads, it moves, it can and it will affect anyone in the vicinity or anyone that comes across it. how do you know that it didnt affect anyone?
even in a moral lens, isnt it just wrong to use the grey ( which in the real world might be equal to something like tear gas. theory tho, going off of tear gas effects) to "clear out" the streets of the undercity where homeless people litter the streets, where children, old people, and people with disabilities roam freely?
-the scene where she insisted she wont miss her shot at jinx
for this one, i think she said this because she was obviously frustrated. she believed in her abilities and she had jinx right in front of her and obviously she wasn't thinking straight.
but people, i cant defend her when i saw her miss her shot just a minute prior. she can think that about herself, that she can shoot past isha and hit jinx in the head, i cant. like i said she missed, it is absolutely not a guarantee to her that they wont move once she pulls the trigger, which is exactly why she hit jinx in the finger instead, and almost killed vi before too.
like its more understandable for me that that statement would come from her, than if it came from someone that was watching the show.
with that, i think i covered mainly my thing with caitlyn. i do empathize, and i do think that for someone thats grieving and angry, her actions can be understandable in that perspective. i do not however, think her actions are justified, especially bc its borderline fascist (if not already). she's a dictator in simpler terms and its just so wrong no matter how i look at it.
i mentioned earlier as well that there were caitlyn supporters that were off putting, but honestly even caitlyn haters can be the same so really its not just a one sided thing going on. the least we can do with this topic, especially because its not black and white, is be civil and just talk about it properly we dont need aggression.
Jayce:
I love jayce, i truly do. well, for the most part.
this rant simply started bc i saw people saying he's privileged, he's egotistical etc, etc.
here is my take.
some people (might just be one actually) see jayce as a minority, or an immigrant and believe that that erases his privilage. but let's talk about it.
no matter if jayce is a minority, or an immigrant, it does not erase that he is from a known house (even if its small) and lives in piltover. he is in the academy, a known scientist and inventor, and he's part of the council. where is the privilege? right there.
he has privilege, why are we erasing that? he has the privilege to live in piltover, to study and learn, to meet with the highest of the highs that control and lead their entire nation, to be known as a great inventor and scientist who, through hextech, has improved the lives of many, who bears a name that is recognizable as a house, and even if he is not equal in wealth with salo or mel, is still equal in status because he now stands amongst them in the same rank and has mel beside him to get the other counselors on board with his plans or ideas.
he has privilege, we cant erase that just because he's an immigrant, because objectively he's living a life better than anyone in the undercity does. hell, viktor has privilege because he's living in piltover now, he no longer lives in the undercity where people struggle, get hunted down, and killed.
thats mostly what i wanted to talk about, i cant say if he is egotistical because i cant remember him being one? arrogant in a way, maybe. but egotistical im not so sure.
with that note.. thats all the word vomiting i can do. but mainly my main gripe is how s2 loses what i loved with the s1 storyline and its the oppression that piltover has on the undercity. it could have been even better if they had handled it properly but i guess it just gets erased like that..
anyways, like i said im up for discussion. you're free to dicuss, to correct, to agree because i can admit i might be forgetting about certain scenes or diaogue or whatnot and its good to be educated and to learn from other people as well.
so, idk, dont take this too personally. at the end of the day it is a show, with important storylines, but still just a show nevertheless. we dont need to be so personal and so aggressive with debates, we can have it like adults, and we can have opinions and thats okay.
thanks for listening lmao
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Caitlyn Character Arc Theory! ("the 3 Caitlyns")
I've had some thoughts on the "3 versions of Caitlyn" that I think we'll have seen by the conclusion of the show and how the final act of season 2 will show us Caitlyn in her completed character arc. Caitlyn 1: the first season
This is the Caitlyn we see in season 1. Optimistic, hopeful and a bit naïve or sheltered you could say. Always seeing the good in people and has an abundance of empathy for the people of Zaun. Fighting is a last resort (not that she's unwilling to defend herself, but if she can resolve it peacefully she will) and killing is also not something she is keen on. (As shown by her intentionally only disabling Sevika's arm despite her trying to kill Vi). Caitlyn 2: the second season (act 1 & 2)
This is the Caitlyn we see develop in act 1 of season 2, after the death of her mother and who I think we'll see for most/half of act 2 (I believe the seeds of her realizing she's becoming someone she doesn't like will form in act 2). Fuelled by grief, revenge and anger. This is the first time she's experienced true loss in her life and she does not cope with it well. She starts by blaming it on the actions of one person, Jinx, like her season 1 self would do, but subsequent attacks on Piltover lead to her generalizing Zaun and her empathy for them runs out. Violence is now her first option and she is more than willing to kill people (she was ready to blow that one gang account's head off during questioning even). Caitlyn 3: the second season (act 3) Completed Caitlyn
Now this is basically pure theory as I write this in the wait between act 1 and act 2. But, I believe this will be Caitlyn at the end of her character arc. Having realized the error of her ways, soul-searched, discovered Ambessa has been manipulating her, looked at her family legacy and its positive impact on Zaun (the filtration system she once weaponized) and concluded that her mother would not want her to go down this route. She has taken responsibility for herself and reconciled (see: had very rough and passionate reconciliation sex) with Vi. We do know that Cait and Vi will reconcile and be on the same side at least based on the trailers. She may have been confronted with the consequences of her decisions on ordinary people in Zaun near the end of act 2 and be horrified. Or just realize this naturally once she 'snaps out' of Caitlyn 2. This restores (most) of her season 1 empathy for the people of Zaun. I say most because as I allude to in the paragraph after this one, she isn't naïve like her season 1 self anymore, and knows now that while the people of Zaun should be respected as human beings and given the best chance possible at a safe, prosperous life like those in Piltover. There are elements in the undercity whom still seek to do harm (justified or not) and need to be treated with caution. It's not blind optimism or compassion, but it's the most a person can give in the real world, not the sheltered one she was raised in. This Caitlyn has the best of both previous iterations and is a Caitlyn who has confronted and (mostly) bested her demons. She has the hope and kind spirit of season 1 Cait, but the pragmatism and toughness of season 2 Cait. She is still willing to kill, but only if necessary, not at will. If confronted by another threat like Jinx, she won't hesitate to take the shot, much like Caitlyn 2, only now it isn't a decision made from anger or a desire for revenge, but dedication to protect as many people as possible like Caitlyn 1. She has managed to wrangle her emotions of grief and rage and learn from them. There may be a scene near the end to show this growth when Jinx inevitably appears and Cait's anger flares up again, only for Vi to assure her for one last time that she's got it, and Cait agrees to let her go fight Jinx on her own. Now, of course most of this is guess work! But, I think it would make sense from a narrative perspective for this to be Cait's arc. I don't believe the writers would want to have her just become a full on antagonist and end her story as a villain, it'd be immensely disappointing for the audience and not up to their standards. And I think this would be a very satisfying way to conclude her character development. (I'm also basing some of it based on her appearance in act 3 lmao)
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I was wondering if I wanted to share my thoughts on season 2 and the final act here, or rather my criticism of season 2, and I guess I'm doing this.
I want to start this post by saying -- if you loved s2 and don't want to read any criticism of it, just don't read this post. While I loved the show overall, and the season as well (the animation was especially beautiful, they made something even more stunning than s1 and I didn't think it possible), I have many issues with it as well, which I'll be discussing in this post.
So, without further ado
ARCANE SEASON 2 SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT
I wanted to start with my biggest issue -- and that is the conflict of Piltover and Zaun and how it was resolved.
Since the very beginning of s1, class issues and class discrimination were one of the main subjects in Arcane -- we literally start the show by seeing how the rebellion of Zaun against Piltover fails. The treatment of Zaunites is what pushes the plot forward -- and if Piltover and Zaun were not in conflict, there would be no story and no Arcane.
Act 1 of season 2 started very promising in that regard -- we get to see how Caitlyn's privilege allows her to use her grief against Zaun and gas the entire undercity with no repercussions, just under the excuse of finding one criminal. The law is on Caitlyn's side -- she is a Kiramman after all, her name means so much in Piltover. We are shown in those first three episodes that no matter the losses that Zaunites experience, they will always be seen as the aggressors in the eyes of Piltover and the law that Piltover dictates. After all, the chem-baroness Renni attacked the memorial to get revenge for her son who was killed by one of the councilors -- a councilor who, let's not forget, didn't face any repercussions for attacking that factory and killing that boy, and didn't lose his title either. Where I'm going with this is -- in the eyes of Zaunites this would very much mean that the council stands by Jayce and his actions, which makes the crime Jayce committed no longer a crime in the eyes of the law -- and if a councilor can crash onto their streets and kill innocent children without any repercussions, then how are they supposed to ever feel like they'll get justice when something like this will happen again?
Then Caitlyn comes in, gassing the streets (and before someone says "she only targeted certain locations where the gangs were hanging out" -- a) we see civilians running away from it, b) it's a gas, it's going to spread out and innocent people will get affected, and we see how dangerous it is in the montage at the beginning of ep3). Caitlyn who is an Enforcer, and is doing all of this with the council's approval. It paints a very grim picture for Zaun -- Piltover can retaliate for any crime committed against it, but Zaun can do nothing, no matter how badly they're treated. They can rebel, but they don't have the fire-power and technology that Piltover has. They are treated like animals and have no one to turn to.
This issue has been built up over the course of 13 episodes -- 13 EPISODES, only to be brushed aside because the bigger bad entered the scene and now despite all the conflict and hatred between them, Piltover and Zaun have to join forces to fight against it and save themselves.
I don't hate that -- the fact that Piltover and Zaun joined forces to survive, it makes perfect sense. What I hate is that, after all that build-up, we get no resolution to this conflict. What we get instead is -- Sevika joining the council, the burning paper ceremony, and that's it. A several-minute-long montage to resolve the conflict that was central to the narrative for more than 13 episodes. That's not a satisfying ending to a conflict this huge. Not even close. To me, it felt a little bit like a slap in the face -- did everyone forget how serious the situation between Piltover and Zaun was? Zaunites sure as hell wouldn't forget; Sevika, Ekko, the Firelights wouldn't forget how they were treated like animals and caged, sent to prison just because they dared to oppose Piltover.
The fact that the ending is narrated by Caitlyn only makes it worse. What do you mean the person responsible for half the shit that Zaunites went through in ep3 and act 2 is narrating this? What message does it send? Definitely not one of unity -- more like Piltover winning once again and dictating Zaun's fate once again.
I don't know why this decision was made -- but it feels incredibly disrespectful to the storyline of conflict between the two cities and the oppression Zaunites experienced by the hand of Pilties.
Now, onto my other point -- Caitlyn Kiramman and how her arc was butchered in the two final acts. Once again -- I loved how her arc was set up in act 1 and was excited to see how it would develop. I wanted to see how Caitlyn would redeem herself after everything she did in act 1 and all the hatred she's shown towards Zaunites, and also see her finally get over her prejudice. Because since s1ep1 Caitlyn was established as a character with a lot of prejudice towards the Undercity and its people that she never fully resolved in s1. Her falling into her hatred after Jinx killed her mother was perfect -- a way to show how easy it was to fall back into beliefs she was taught since she was a kid after a personal tragedy befell her, and how easy it was to disregard the awful conditions people in Zaun faced and hide behind her resentment. I was expecting to see her realize how wrong she was for what she did and understand how her prejudice condemned so many innocent people; maybe she would figure out the attack on the memorial was Ambessa's idea to help her seize the power in Piltover? Maybe she would see corpses of other mothers, of sisters, aunts, fathers, brothers, and realize that her grief was not an excuse to bring that same suffering onto hundreds of others?
I wanted anything. I got nothing.
We start episode 4 with Caitlyn already doubting everything she did. There's no reason for it, no explanation -- just magically Caitlyn is back on her "why is peace always the justification for violence?" shit and any realization she might've had happened behind the scenes. There are no repercussions for what she did in act 1, there isn't even a discussion of the crimes she committed -- because she committed WAR CRIMES while she was the one holding power!! That's a huge issue, and it has been completely overlooked, and once again people of the Undercity don't get any justice for what was done to them.
I am expected to believe that Caitlyn changed, but I have no proof to support that notion, because it happened BEHIND THE SCENES. That's not good writing. That's the opposite of good writing and the worst part is that it doesn't end there.
No, her reunion with Vi was just as disappointing -- but I wasn't mad about how their reunion in ep6 specifically went, it made sense for Vi to be so desperate and focused on getting Vander back that everything Caitlyn did wasn't addressed. But I hoped for something in act 3 -- and that short argument in ep8 was not it. Once again, Caitlyn's actions were swept under the rug, and her conflict with Vi was not resolved. And I know that a lot of people will hate what I'm about to say -- but I don;t care about the sex scene and them being together at the end. I don't care about CaitVi in general at this point -- and it breaks my heart, because I loved the idea of them in s1 and the potential they had, but the way Caitlyn's character was handled completely killed any excitement and interest I had in these two.
CaitVi could've been a great lesbian representation and a relationship that tackled all the class issues that were introduced in this show -- but instead, we got this. Caitlyn getting a happy ending doesn't feel deserved, because none of her crimes were ever addressed! Caitlyn getting the ending she got doesn't feel satisfying because none of the changes her character went through were shown on screen! All this ending does is really further drive the point of just how privileged Caitlyn is -- even when the whole world burned down, even when most people lost everything, she still got her love interest.
I don't think I was ever more disappointed in a ship than this one. The fact that we got a show with a lesbian couple being the main couple, and then it got butchered like this breaks my heart. This is not a win for me -- it's a loss that I'll find super hard to get over.
On the topic of couples -- the only couple that got worse treatment than CaitVi was Jayce and Mel -- because what the hell was that?? Genuinely, if JayVik saving the world from the hexcore together was always the end goal, why introduce MelJay at all? Why not give them a break-up at the beginning of the season, or even in ep8 when they meet again, so that the transition to Jayce and Viktor saving the world together wouldn't come at the expense of Mel and her dynamic with Jayce? Because their relationship never got a proper ending either -- they meet again, Jayce throws a bunch of accusations at Mel (most of which Mel even can't defend herself, because she literally didn't know about her powers), and then they fight Viktor's puppet soldier, and then there's the apology and "you'll never be a passenger", then the council meeting, the end.
We are talking about the relationship that very much shaped the situation between Piltover and Zaun in s1. Mel and Jayce were so important to the plot and the direction it took in s1, and yet they were separated from the beginning of s2 with no resolution whatsoever. Jayce says "we're meant to lose this fight" and there's no scene of him and Mel after that? No goodbye, no "good luck, you got this", nothing? What? Am I missing something? What happened?
I would've taken anything -- because Mel's character deserved better treatment than what she got. And let's be real -- there's a lot of misogyny and racism in fandoms, and there's plenty of people who already were hating on Mel for standing between JayVik after season 1; so why give them even more ammunition to hate on Mel instead of giving us some resolution to this relationship? Why not give Mel any closure before Jayce inevitably disappears? I don't know, I found the way they handled MelJay so weird and disappointing, but given how CaitVi was handled, I shouldn't be surprised.
I've gonna admit -- I'm very salty about this particular couple because it's always the woc girlies that are treated like that in media and it makes me wanna scream. Mel deserved better! Mel deserved to kiss women first of all (Sevika and Lest Sevika and Lest Sevika and Lest), but also deserved for her romance plot-line to get a proper ending!!!
On the topic of Mel -- I wish that her story with the Black Rose had more time to be properly explored, especially on topic of Mel's powers. We don't get much info on what happened between Ambessa, Kino and the Black Rose, we don't get much info on Mel's birth and her powers. I wouldn't even say that I have an issue with how this particular plotline was handled -- I just wish they gave it more space to grow and for us to learn more about it as well.
Now, Ekko -- my dear, my darling, best boy of Arcane. What happened to his tree? Was it salvaged by getting rid of the hexcore? After all that Ekko went through, after all the Firelights went through, I just wanted to know if their tree survived. I wanted closure.
Another thing that really bothered me is that we didn't get any Ekko and Vi scenes at all, except for the fight in ep9. Once again, what happened? I didn't mind them not interacting in act 1, even when I felt it was weird Vi didn't try to find Ekko since the last she saw him was on the bridge -- but I thought, for sure we'll get some moments with these two later in the season. And we didn't.
I'm not gonna sit here and say it isn't disappointing -- because it is very disappointing, especially when at the end of the season Ekko is all alone and his arc ends with nothing but grief and tragedy. He lost Jinx after he finally connected with her, he lost Heimerdinger and watched him sacrifice himself for Ekko. Why is he alone at the end? Why not show the tree, the Firelights consoling him, anything? Why couldn't we get Vi and Ekko grieving Jinx together, being the brother and sister they once were to one another?
For a story that was very much about found family and how blood isn't what makes one's family, there was very little of it left at the end of the season.
Because Ekko and Vi are not the only childhood friendship that was lost in the show -- Jayce and Caitlyn are also the victims of that. We get one scene of the two in ep1 and then -- nothing. We don't see Caitlyn wonder what happened to Jayce, we don't see her reaction to seeing Jayce back. We don't see Jayce's reaction to Caitlyn being a general either -- but I guess, in the end, with how Jayce&Mel and Caitlyn-in-general were written, this was just a minor issue I had and one I could've easily ignored if other, more plot-related relationships of these two were better written. (And they weren't, so I'm not ignoring it.)
And this brings me to my last point -- Vi and grief, or lack thereof.
I'm gonna admit -- I am torn when it comes to Vi, because while I loved what I got this season, I also feel like she was done dirty by the narrative (although not nearly as much as Caitlyn in my opinion).
I already mentioned the lack of Ekko&Vi content -- but I feel like in general the topic of her trauma, her dilemmas, the way she deals with the "silco didn't create jinx. you did" issue could have been explored way more in-depth. It's hard for me to feel fully satisfied with her character arc, when I feel like the topic of her mental health was brushed aside in act 3 nearly entirely. I loved act 2 Vi -- all the trauma, sadness, anger, and desperation to go back in time and fix things, it was all so good and gave us such a clear image of who she was and how young she still was, how all the trauma she went through froze her in time in a way and it all started to spill out of her when she saw Vander. But act 3? Next to nothing again. I think I lack the words to properly explain why that bothers me so much -- because I feel like in the end Vi's character was reduced to her romantic plot-line (a very unsatisfying romantic plot-line at that) and little else. She was older-sister-fied -- a character who will always be placed in the role of the fighter, protector, caregiver, but never the victim, not truly, not in a way that allows her to feel all her grief and work through it.
Because in two seasons of Arcane, Vi never got to grieve. I'll never understand why she wasn't shown grieving Jinx in any way -- her and Ekko having a moment together would be perfect here, because they both loved her and tried to help her! They were a family once! They could support each other in a way they couldn't the first time around, when Vander and Benzo died; it would've been such a beautiful ending to their realtionship we see on screen as well: we didn't get to be here for one another the first time, but we are now. We can be a family now.
I wish we got a proper grieving scene before Vi humming that song -- because while I love how we start and end the show with the same song, first hummed by Powder, now by Vi, it still doesn't feel like a satisfying ending.
LET VI GRIEVE! I BEG YOU!
Now, to bring it all together -- I think that this show suffered for the lack of time to properly explore all the topics they introduced. I don't know who decided for s2 to be the final season, if maybe the initial plan was to have more episodes and later was cut down to one more season, and that's why a lot of the things were brushed aside. I really wish the creators had given themselves more time -- if not another season, then at least three more episodes to resolve the Piltover/Zaun conflict, to show us Caitlyn's change between act 1 and 2, to let Vi grieve her sister and father, to let Ekko grieve Jinx and Heimer and see his tree grow healthy once more, to have a resolution between Mel and Jayce. The amount of material we had here, in this season, was too much to tackle in just nine episodes -- and while I love what we got, and there are so many moments in this season that I'll treasure forever, I can't say that I'm satisfied with the ending. It breaks my heart a little, because this show has a special place in my heart, but it is what it is. Done. Too late to change that.
That being said -- I still consider Arcane to be one of the best pieces of media I have ever had the pleasure of watching. The animation is out of this world, the music is so incredibly beautiful, the actors ate, there are so many characters with wonderful stories and arcs, and I'm happy that I could watch a show like this. I'm glad a show like Arcane exists and I hope it'll pave the way for more similar shows, with amazing and diverse casts, so heartbreaking that they make you cry in every episode.
This was a wonderful journey and I'm sad to see it end, but I'm happy that I could be here for it.
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Okay, so on the topic of Jinx’s actions, I feel like they’re blown out of proportion for several reasons. (Obligatory I am a certified Jinx stan warning. I love my girl DOWN, so take this with a grain of salt.)
Bootlicking is definitely a reason, as is sexism ofc. But, I think a pretty big reason has to do with the fact that people think killing someone is the worst thing you can do to them, when it’s far from it. It’s about who you kill, why you kill them, how you go about it, what did you do to them beforehand, and what you do to their bodies after. Ofc I wouldn’t defend a psycho killer who just went after people for no reason in real life, but that’s not what Jinx does! I’m not saying you have to like her or defend her actions like I do cause my love for her blinds me sometimes, I can admit it. But if you ARE gonna hate on her, do it for the right reasons yk? Lead with love before you hate🤣🤣🤣
Okay so, the fact that Jinx is an oppressed person. Jinx comes from Zaun, where they didn’t even have clean air to breathe. Not to mention the militarized police force that brutalized her people and killed her parents right in front of her all before she hit double digits. As well as the apathetic Council who could give less of a fuck about her, her family, or the Undercity itself. They don’t give a damn, which leads me to my next point: who you kill.
Jinx kills enforcers, Council members, and Firelights. She does not, nor has she ever killed an innocent person. She doesn’t kill random people for just looking at her wrong, as much as the fandom likes to act like she does. Her targets are very specific. Let’s start with the enforcers. My love for Jinx aside, enforcers are Piltover’s version of cops. I’m Black, queer, female and from the US. Ain’t nothing you could say to me to convince me killing cops is “psycho” or “evil”. If you knew anything about the history of policing here, you’d understand my feelings. Fuck em🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
Same story with the Council. Fuck em. They sat on their asses for centuries while people were suffering right down the street from them. They chose to ignore the suffering of Zaun. They were unfazed by Caitlyn telling them about how Silco flooded the Lanes with drugs, pinned all his crimes on the Firelights, and had Marcus working for him as a dirty cop. They didn’t care. But when Jayce and Viktor told the Council that they could make a deal with Silco and give Zaun its independence? THAT’S when they cared. THAT’S what got them up out of their seats, yelling and screaming about “policies” and “procedures”. NOT when Vi and countless others were thrown in Stillwater and forgotten about. NOT when enforcers killed people in cold blood on the bridge during the opening sequence back in episode one. They only cared when they wouldn’t be able to oppress and exploit people anymore. So, like I said. Fuck em. Jinx shoulda killed more 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️
Now, onto the Firelights. I love the Firelights, as well as their ideals. I want the best for them, I do! However, they are by no means “innocent”. They’re literally a gang. I’m not saying that to make a moral judgement, it’s just a fact. They are a gang. If Silco is a kingpin, and Jinx is his daughter, then she’s just protecting the shimmer from their attacks. I agree with them wanting to dismantle shimmer. But I am saying that by engaging in direct combat with Jinx, they are not “innocent”. At that point it’s a street fight. Anything’s fair game. Additionally, the Firelights have been shown to be willing to use lethal force. Scar would’ve speared Vi in the back if Ekko hadn’t stopped him. So Jinx actually succeeding when she uses lethal force isn’t this big deal y’all like to make it out to be.
As for why she kills them, with the Firelights it’s because they were fighting each other. With enforcers, it’s by virtue of who they are and what they represent to Jinx. She sees them as monsters. She doesn’t explicitly kill them for oppressing her, but that doesn’t need to be made explicit imo. Jinx’s actions are very politically charged, whether she realizes it or not. With the Council, it’s both because of what happened at the tea party, as well as what they represent. They did nothing to help her people for centuries. Her firing the rocket was for revenge.
As for how she goes about it, she kills people quickly. She doesn’t gloat, she doesn’t play with her food, nor does she torture them beforehand. She shoots to kill or blows them up. For me, it’d be a different story if she drew things out and made them suffer for a long time before she kills them. Now that’s fucked up! But that’s not what she does; it’s quick. I’m not gonna lie and act like they don’t suffer at all, but it’s very quick. The length of suffering means a lot. To continue that, Jinx doesn’t disrespect the bodies after. She doesn’t take souvenirs (the feathers from the crows aside lol). Nor does she prop them up weirdly or kick or hit them either. She doesn’t relish her killing, she just does it and moves on.
In conclusion, killing is wrong ofc. But it’s not always as black and white as it’s made out to be, especially in a show as complex as Arcane. Now before somebody’s like “Omg how can you hate Caitlyn but defend Jinx like this?!” that’s a different conversation entirely. I didn’t say anything about Caitlyn, and bringing up another character’s actions when it’s time to criticize your fave is both unserious and pathetic. I get wanting to defend your faves! I just think that’s a weak defense and you should come harder
#arcane#jinx#jinx the loose cannon#stop blowing jinx’s actions out of proportion#please im begging you#hate her if you want!#just make sure you hate the right way
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ARCANE REWATCH LETS GO: ACT I
(Note rambles up ahead)
Some of the greatest sibling representation I’ve seen. These kids are amazing. With just a few lines, everything just clicks. Their circumstances, their position between each other, the dynamics. Just something about it all works so well.
I LOVE how sunlight looks in this show GOSH
And the colour blue immediately standing out is great foreshadowing. You see it already in the cold opening with Powder’s hair and then again and again with her hair AND the hex crystals.
Jayce having those hex crystals just sitting around this guy 😭
How were all of these enforcers so slow. I’m surprised there were no citizens trying to get in on the fun but also not at all. Living in their own bubble with the dutiful enforcers as protectors and heroes.
I love how movement looks in this show. So fluid.
I miss you Claggor and Mylo :(
“Trouble finds you” me when fate in Arcane :((((
GET ‘EMMMMMM
Fortiche x Saliva and Blood they could never make me hate you
THE SCOREEEE DAMNNNN. You don’t notice it until it’s super obvious, the only way a score should be.
Where the gang got beat up is so abandoned. Considering how Piltover is built, I wonder who lives there
A nail bomb is still insane.
To think I really thought on my first watch that they’d dive in to get the bag back :(
JINX FIRST MENTION
WHO TOLD WHAT WAS DOWN HEREEEE COME ALONG IF YOU WANTED A PEAKKKK
Wow remember when Vi’s self regulation was kind of good?
I LOVE the design of the Undercity. Its rough, mishmash landscape coated in green in comparison to the sunlight and blues and golds of Topside.
HEYYY BABETTE
VANDER!
omg the ponytail on huck :(to think where it ends up)
Why is this man Australian 😭
Vander really had ride or dies ……
Vander you’re a father!!!!!!!!!
Vander aligning himself with Vi :( they are soooo riddled with guilt omg
The way the colour blue is used in this show is perfect. Blue is supposed to be a sign of life, full of beauty, but it’s so foreboding.
BABY EKKO HEYYY KINGGGG
Claggor they robbed me of you
What did Grayson even see in Marcus, I don’t understand? I don’t care how much of an obligation her felt for Piltover, it’s so obviously built on his disdain for the Undercity
Grayson and Vander are NOT in the same boat. Stop trynna do that
Blue is back in Silco’s lair
Wow his intro is perfection
BABY CAITLYN
What was Jayce even getting in the Undercity ??
Wouldn’t mind a little more on Jayce’s backstory tbh
The fact that Jayce has a confirmed hyper fixation of rocks is great.
Never ever get catch me skipping this intro!!!!
Oh do I love a good conundrum! Stfu Heimerdogger 😭
Richest person in Piltover but the poorest Medarda……….. Capitalism and elitism is one hell of a drug
KIRAMMANS!!!!! I love that Caitlyn is even involved in the conversation with her parents regarding Jayce and that her input is valued. Her parents knew how smart she was, but eventually it stopped being very beneficial to Cass. Her smarts put her and their system in danger.
Tobias calling Cass darling 🤭🤭🤭
Hi Sevika ✊🏾
I love the councilor’s designs I really do :( you’d think that Cassandra is the most boring looking, but there’s something so classic about her look.
The way the councilors are judge, jury and executioner
“If we condone this, what’s next” this mentally in Act I is soooo frustrating.
I don’t completely hate Heimerdinger’s view on magic cuz he’s objectively right, but, again, the council is wayyyy too concerned about protecting their little bubble. What is REAL progress? Can we sacrifice real progress for comfort? No, not at all. And so much power is ALREADY in the wrong hands. Him and his peers’ hands.
Piltover is way too quick in condemnation I have no idea how they function like that
The spit that comes out when Silco says “Power” during his speech to Deckard… I hate this show 😭
Not me feeling sorry for Jayce. Rip.
The our love scene is so…….. like this song should NOT BE HERE
“You’ve got a good heart” speech. KILL ME
“I’m guessing that’s for me” Grayson says about Vi……. Yeah I hate that. Vi isn’t cargo or product she’s a suffering child
Vander and Vi are wayyyyyyy to similar I hate their screwed up, self sacrificial, altruism in these awful circumstances
The way people just…. Die in this show. Such a heavy consequence and there isn’t even anything crazy dramatic about it all. Benzo and Grayson are just gone… No coming back. But Grayson’s death is still baffling to me. All Topside seems to ever want is condemnation and yet their sheriff dies and there doesn’t seem to be a massive uproar? We need to see what happens during the time jump :(((((
Now look what you’ve done Marcus 😭 All for what? Marcus get a grip challenge
Jayce and Viktor are at it!!!!! Her kings!!!!!!
Silco saying he doesn’t want to win in the war, he just wants to scare Piltover and earn respect. Like come on, this isn’t about anybody else but himself and his own gain! It was not about the Undercity being able to thrive, it was about the Undercity functioning under his control without Topside interference. He wanted to replace topside, not dismantle the system. The writing for him is very good
Need to understand the different regions of both Topside and the Undercity
Damn does this show know how to age characters.
Shimmer is such a stupid name 😭 Hextech isn’t all that good either
MEL JAYCE AND VIKTOR ULTIMATE TRIO
“Land of progress, equality, innovation” EAT MY CHEEKS! Jayce’s naivety I don’t entirely hate but damn is it frustrating.
Og fight between big tattoo guy and Vi 🙏🏾
Wow I HATE this episode. The insane foreboding feeling is just so overwhelming like I’m actually going to be sick
Claggor and Mylo are so similar to Silco and Vander I think.
A little confused on how deckard kind just went back to normal after taking shimmer. How does the body bounce back like that? Especially in its unstable form?
The way everything is just going right, I HATEEEEEE THIS SHOWWWW
Learning to love the Hextech plot line, it’s very fun with some great character dynamics on all sides. It’s a good way to represent Topside while still completely contrasting what we are all too aware of in regards to the Undercity.
Wonder how the power of the Hextech exploded Sevika’s harm and everyone else’s limbs were fine, and Clag and Mylo were killed indirectly
Where did the rest of the crystals end up going? Just out of use? Because Powder seemed to have a decent amount and I don’t think they were all used at the canary? Unless I’m wrong
Wow this episode is awful
Silco literally stabbing Vander in the back. I feel like a lot of the Silco metaphors were very in the nose lol. Like the cat and mouse
Vander choosing to save Vi over killing silco for good :(
“Vi it worked” AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
“You did this?” AHABAJANAKAKSOENWJWKDKWLWKDIIE
“I only wanted to help” IM GONNA SISNSIDNJSNSJEND
Marcus you are NOT the hero here do NOT piss me off
Powder is so needy it hurts. Meeting silco in desperation and tragedy and soon relishing in it. Isn’t that nice.
I CAN SEE THE TEAR IN MY FATHERS FACE BEFORE IT FALLS OUT!!!!!!!
Goodbye makes me so emotional :(((((
#Arcane#ARCANE PREP 😭#Arcane s1 rewatch#This show is horrible I don’t recommend it to anyone#To slay or not to slay#Slay on the run
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Hey guys. I’m writing an Ekko x Fem!OC fanfic on Wattpad. I have 31 chapters written so far, with 14 of them posted (the other 16 are in editing stage).
TITLE: The Sixth
SUMMARY: Shimmer is back. Two years after the war with Noxus has ended, a new gangster emerges within the undercity, now known as 'Zaun'.
Daunter is a ruthless chem-baron who has reformed the city's drug empire. He refloods the streets with shimmer and gains the title 'Silco's Heir'.
The Firelights are back in commission after two years of lax, taking down exports just like the days when Silco was still alive.
When the group arrives at an export and finds it already taken down with the barrels drained of shimmer, it becomes apparent that Daunter and his gang aren't the only ones they need to look out for. They had competition. Or... did they?
Ekko finds himself involved in a seemingly endless cat-and-mouse chase with another gang leader-a woman who moves like the wind. He wants to know what her motives are, but he has to catch her first.
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SNIPPET OF CHAPTER ONE (not the full chapter):
- Zaun, two years after the conclusion of Arcane
"Fuck—"
It happened again. Their mission had been sabotaged, just like before. Someone had arrived before he and the Firelights had gotten there, Daunter's goons paralyzed and tied up, the barrels drained of shimmer.
Daunter was Zaun's newest chem baron—and currently it's biggest. He reintroduced shimmer to the Lanes, reflooding the streets with the purple drug.
After Silco had died and the undercity got caught up in a battle with Piltover and Noxus, shimmer had been mostly exterminated by Caitlyn and her enforcers. It still lingered in the black market, but mass exports ceased to exist. Until a few months ago, that is. Daunter crept in like slow-forming shadows caused by a rising moon. In increments so small that no one noticed until everything was drenched in its darkness.
This forced the Firelights back into action. But now, there seemed to be someone else who was intent on interrupting Daunter's operations. Ekko would have accepted the help if it wasn't for the fact that they'd taken the shimmer. He couldn't help but suspect that the culprit had ill intentions, and that put them at odds with the Firelights.
"Looks like we got competition," a distorted voice said from beside him.
Ekko turned his head to look at the masked face of Scar, a tall chirean who served as his Lieutenant and second in command. Chireans held bat-like appearances (minus the wings), with large ears, grey-toned skin, bat-like noses, and neon green eyes.
Both men stood atop a nearby roof, out of hearing distance of the restrained goons on the cargo airship.
"More like another enemy," Ekko responded.
Scar processed his leader's remark before speaking again. "You think they got bad intentions?"
"They're up to no good if they're stealing shimmer. Probably selling it themselves to make bank," he said pointedly.
Scar took in Ekko's words. It made sense and sounded like the most likely scenario. Though, one thing stood out to him.
"Why would they tie em' up? They already have em' paralyzed somehow. It's like they're leaving 'em here for someone to arrest or something."
Ekko considered this but had already thought up a reason. "The paralysis might not last long. Could be a precaution."
Scar nodded, agreeing that his reasoning seemed plausible.
"What should we do? Seems we keep missing 'em. Should we put out scouters across the city?"
Ekko exhaled through his nose, mulling over Scar's suggestion. It did sound like a good idea, but he had to also consider the risks. He didn't want to put his people in danger. This wouldn't be like their typical 'element of surprise' mission. This would involve spying, waiting, and watching—usually from the shadows to avoid detection. Despite this, Ekko had faith in the Firelights.
"Yeah. Could assign shifts. But we still need to keep most of our numbers back at the hideout in case of any surprise missions."
Scar agreed. Daunter was becoming more and more unpredictable, and there were times when they had to act quickly, creating plans with only hours to spare.
The conversation between the men ended there and Ekko mounted his aeroglider. He flew over to the transport ship and hopped off the board, sliding it behind his back to attach to the magnetic piece on his coat. He neared Daz, one of the newer Firelights.
Daz was a little on the shorter side, his body mass nothing impressive. But he was quick, and that made up for his size.
"You find anything useful? Anything they might've left behind?"
Daz stood from his crouching position. "Nothing. But this guy says that it was a bunch of people dressed in black wearing cloaks," he said.
The younger male nudged the oversized goon who was laying on the boarded floors of the airship with his booted foot.
Ekko's eyes narrowed in thought from the goon's revelation. He crouched down, deciding to take questioning the brute into his own hands.
"Did you see any faces? Anything?"
Daunter's ruffian shook his head, his double chin jigging as he did so.
"I was lucky to even see 'em in the first place. Bastards were quick as shit, bouncin' all over the place like a bunch 'a damn shimmer addicts."
Ekko stared down at the overweight man for a few moments before standing.
'Was it possible that whoever had done this was also consuming the drug to give themselves a physical advantage?'
Authoritative voices sounded from the distance, pulling him from his thoughts and signaling him and the other firelights that enforcers were nearby. Ekko yanked his aeroglider from behind his back once again, hopping onto it before instructing the other Firelights to follow him out of there.
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