#theiram arcane

[arcanegifs]

Arcane Gif Requests: anon ↳ "You're doing great, Chuck. Here, for your troubles."

[riza-hawks-eye]

You will never get me to shut up about the Episode 2 scene with Vander and Powder at the Last Drop. It’s this little personal ritual that Vander and Powder share with each other and only each other and it’s ADORABLE.

Vander just knows Powder is feeling down and he instinctively tries to rectify that by making her her juice exactly how she wants it in her favourite cup with a straw. He knows something is horribly wrong when it doesn’t instantly cheer her up.

It’s interesting how similar the scene is to the Chuck scene in act 2. 

Jinx still goes through the motions of sitting at the bar and expecting to get her juice with the cup and the straw.

Only Chuck doesn’t immediately get it. Jinx has to order her drink with the hand gestures and give the bar a knock to get Chuck to remember the straw all while Chuck is shitting himself. Jinx comes into the scene with this hyper unnerving energy and feeds off of Chuck’s fear of her. 

No one else understood Jinx’s drink, no one shared the routine with her but Vander, even Silco doesn’t do it.

Kind of a reach but I think the Chuck scene subtilty conveys that Jinx actually misses Vander, she still wants the routine, she wants her drink the way Vander did it. But Vander isn’t here anymore so she needs to threaten the hapless bartender to just get some semblance of that moment she had with him.

Season 2 wishlist:  Give us a parallel to the episode 2 scene with Jinx and Warwick. 

[aeolid-funkt]

U go girl throw that molotov

Or, perhaps, chuck it.

[readmyfreak]

New Arcane Oc Alert! let’s gooooo!!! Not smutty or anything, just set up for future works.

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They started calling you, Sit. Not immediately, but pretty soon after starting considering how many times Jinx escaped from your, oh so careful, watch.

When you first started, slightly terrified but mostly disinterested in the subtle threats the boss man, Slico, was directing your way with heavy glares and sharp words. Mostly because Zaun is going to shit and you need security. Where better than directly underneath the new boss? His right hand, Sevika, stood to his side, also glaring at you but it felt more like her default face than any concern towards her bosses kid.

Your job, watch Jinx. That’s it. You’d be working as a live in nanny for her until she didn’t not want you around anymore. You are the forth one to attempt the job in the last 2 weeks.

She was testing you. You knew that, Everyone knew that. She knew you knew that. One second, she would be happily tinkering with an explosive that Silco was going to test out on someone who fucked something up in the near future. The next, you’d blink and she’s gone. The chase was on.

The only reason you weren’t fired (or killed) yet was beacause she liked you. She liked that she could show you a sharp dagger, right in your face. while sitting in your lap and all you’d do was nod along and compliment her handy work.

When she went off on tangents that no one really understood, you kept your attention on her the entire time. Asking questions and making sure she’s heard.

When chasing Jinx down, you never hold back. You scale walls, crawl in vents, chase her over roof tops. This is your home too. You know how to keep your footing as her happy laughter leads your way when she disappears around a corner or down a fire escape.

She loves it. Silco loves that Jinx is smiling again. Sevika is happy she doesn’t have to deal with the brat anymore. All is well.

Except the whole inner circle has started teasing you about how much Jinx loses you. She could be actively holding your hand, but when you turn back to speak to her, it’s Lock. Standing there very confused but happy to be involved.

Or, you’ve placed her in the bathroom, making sure she actually showers this time, but when you go to open the door after a few minutes of concerning silence, the grate through the ceiling is open. Because, of course.

“Hey, isn’t it your job supposed to be babysitting? I see you sitting, but no baby.” Ran, the handsome body guard that shadows Silco to the point of only he and Sevika knowing where they are, points out one day after watching you pull a scooby doo, running in and out of multiple doors through the first floor of the bar after the feral rodent that you all called a human child.

You had sat beside them at the bar, breathing heavy and gesturing to Chuck, that’s what Jinx said his name was, to get you a drink.

“Yeah, well. Maybe if they shipped adderall down here, this wouldn’t be such a reoccurring problem.” You chugged down your watery drink of something with an alcohol content and rested your head on the bar top.

Ran huffs a laugh, a pretty thing that’s rings in the air, and pats your back. “I’ll let you get back to your sitting, Sit.” They scurry away from the swipe you lash at them, laughing as they bump into Jinx who has come back, looking for you. The two sharing a look before taking off in the same direction.

You drop your glass on the bar and push yourself to stand.

“Thanks for the drink Chuck. Gotta go catch the idiots.”

“My names actually, Theiram…ok.”

You take off at a run, not acknowledging what was said to you with deep, deep resignation in the man’s voice.

[nagatake-von-hatsune]

Jinx returns to Zaun and ends up on the doorstep of the Last Drop. What she sees is unexpected. 

It's lively. The Last Drop isn't what it was, not under Vander nor Silco. 

It was different, it was a tavern, and it looked like heaven.

Here you go lovelies, this was a collaborative work with JJastankova, hope you enioy it!