#vanco x reader

[wavesofyears]

Silco x Reader or Zaundads x Reader?

I just started a Silco x Reader fic but I am starting to feel the urge to add Vander into the mix. Especially because this fic takes place in the alternate timeline, I just feel like it makes more sense given their reconciliation and dynamic in that universe. I’m at a crossroads because I have already posted it tagged at a Silco x Reader fic and do not want to disappoint anyone who is reading specifically for that.

Please let me know if you’d prefer it remain a Silco x Reader fic or become a Zaundads/Vanco x Reader one instead (though I may just decide on my own anyway lol)

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Link to the fic below if it helps you make your decision or if you’d simply like to check it out!

Accidental Acquisitions ˚✧⁎⁺˳✧༚

TYSM!!!

[arcamemyshorts]

vanco nation i present to you,,, a vanco x reader boxing AU

[honey-tongued-devil]

↠The last drop tour

| Part 1 | | Part 2 | | Part 3 |

This tour is designed to provide those who need it with a complete map of the Last Drop, as well as to help me (and anyone reading my fanfiction, Everytime it Rains) clearly envision the spaces while reading. This tour is incredibly detailed, and I’ll explain both the location and what you’re looking at. Let’s just say I’ll be your personal tour guide! Enjoy!

↠FIRST PART, THE BAR

Let’s start with the entrance! The door is massive, asymmetrical in true Zaun style, made of stained glass and steel. To the right of the door is the Last Drop’s electric meter, while on the left stands the iconic, battered jukebox. In these photos, it looks especially worse for wear because they were taken after the fight between Vi and Sevika.

And we can finally turn around to take in the Last Drop in its entirety! For accuracy, I’ve included both a screenshot from “Jinx Fixes Everything” and an image from Nikolai Lebedev’s ArtStation portfolio.

There are about four fairly large round tables scattered across the central area of the room. The floor is herringbone wood, and the lighting is spread out. While I didn’t take the photos myself, the LED lights are dispersed across the ceiling. On the second floor, you can still spot a yellowish-greenish sign featuring the Last Drop’s symbol, and the “columns” are adorned with blue lights.

If you’re looking for warm lighting, the yellow neon lights and the ones behind the bar are switched on; the cooler lights are positioned along the side walls of the venue.

Before moving on to show you what’s around the main rectangle, I’d like to point out that the staircase to the left of the bar leads to the upper floor. Next to it is a small corridor that takes you to arcade machines and the pool table seen in several scenes.

"What’s on the sides of the rectangle? What do you mean?"

Yeah, I wasn’t sure how else to describe it, but while the public and chaotic section where people dance is the central rectangle, to the right and left of that area are two booths on each side. These booths have fixed tables and heavy curtains that can be closed to ensure maximum privacy.

This is where customers strike deals—we see it in Act 1 when the two Bilgewater pirates threaten Huck. Since the Last Drop came under Silco’s control, the first booth now displays pictures of him (and two other chembarons, though theirs are small and insignificant), commemorating the venue’s inauguration.

So, if you’re looking for privacy, this is the perfect spot.

But follow me—before I take you to Silco’s office, I’ll bring you to another place I’m sure none of you expected to see. Through the door to the right of the bar, there’s a small flat area, perfect for storing spare drinks, followed by a long staircase leading down. But first, we need to grab the key. Silco cared deeply about keeping this place intact, so it’s been locked up the entire time. In the meantime, take a look at the bar!

The key is nailed to one of the planks of the bar—it was necessary to stop here to retrieve it. But let’s not dawdle, down we go!

I know you’d never have guessed, but Silco was an extremely sentimental person. He decided not to touch the little room where Vander and his kids used to live. Instead, he locked it up and let it remain "sacred" in its own way. The room is very small and packed with stuff, so it’s hard to move around. You’ll have to settle for a quick glimpse. Let me jog your memory by reminding you that when Vander talks to Vi and sends Mylo and Claggor out of the room, the staircase Claggor sits on is the same one we just came down.

What do you say—shall we head back up? Taking the staircase on the left side of the bar, we arrive at the upper floor! At first glance, it’s just a mezzanine, as it aligns with the "public" rectangle of the bar below. To the left of the stairs, we have Silco’s office, which I’ll show you in detail another time. Over there, where you now see the barrels, is where, in my story, there’s a door leading to the upstairs area—currently Vander and the kids’ home. That door gets covered during event nights to prevent any troublemakers from wandering into their house. On the right, we have the DJ’s console and more tables for those who’d rather enjoy their drinks in peace than join the dance floor.

The reason I suggest you take a break and grab a drink before entering Silco's office is that there's really a lot to see. Here you’ll find my Masterlist, which includes both Part 1 and Part 2 of the tour.

[theoldgaylion]

Summary: Destiny was really testing Silco's patience that day. First, Vander called him in a way he hadn’t for years. Then, Powder's new teacher mistook him for her dad.

Some confrontation with his… associate? Friend? The man who shared Felicia and Connell's daughters custody with? was due.

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There you go with another Vanco 🙇🏻‍���️ I had so much fun writing this one heh

[constantfragmentation]

I love the latest chapter of Iron&Glass.

Sweet Dad Silco gets me every. damn. time.

I love.love.love Reader and reading it in Silco's pov. Their whole first meeting and the whole scene where she gets her first shower in a long time. omg. and he goes into full protective brother mode but maybe has a crush growing on her, a little possessiveness showing.

He really likes she admires him. So, it's going to be interesting how his relationship with Vander is going to go.

The parallels are really good too. He sees her qualities in Jinx. He's in a toxic relationship with Vander that he doesn't control so it seems right he would be controlling with Reader instead.

It feels like he's not sure what to do with her. There are some feelings coming and I think it's going to fuck him up.

You hit the nail on the head, indeed. It's going to fuck him up.

I wanted Vander to be in control of their relationship. Silco always admired him, wants to be him and now he's the 'secret' lover. But it's growing old.

I like to think Silco has never had a serious relationship except Vander, where emotions are involved. Yeah, he's had one-nighters but it's just sex.

With Reader, he's in control and he's finding he likes that. A LOT. It's on his terms. He just underestimates her feelings and his own suppressed feelings. He's kind of learned from Vander on how to treat a lover.

Being bisexual, I wanted to play in this area too. It can be difficult going from female to male relationships. You can be conflicted on your identity as far as sexuality. I see that in Silco. He likes both but as of now, he's more emotionally invested in Vander for many reasons. Cracks are showing though and they'll continue to grow bigger.

They're already having issues before Reader arrives. It opens up for them to have a fond friendship and Silco starts finding all the things he admired in Vander, she admires in HIM. That's some cocaine for the brain. In the first chapter she's telling him how smart he is and how he should be taking more control because clearly he's the brains in this group.

There is a divergence happening in how Silco sees managing the Lanes and the bigger idea of a full on revolution and this is where Vander starts to waver. He's had control of Silco for awhile and let it slip. Reigning him back in will be harder now that he is finding his own voice.

I wanted to blend Reader into how Silco perceives women and how he sees young Jinx. His protective side comes out. He remembers when he was like that for Reader and how it all went to hell, so he wants to fix that this time around.

I want to play with parallels of Silco/Vander , Silco/Reader and Reader/Jinx (non-sexual or romantic. Silco only views Jinx as a daughter)

There's kind of a triple betrayal on the horizon. Reader's attempt to build Silco up and pull him away backfires, she learns some not so good news on two accounts and hides one from Silco, by the time the other rolls around it's too late.

Vander's not an idiot. He starts to see things change. He didn't care about Silco's one-nighters because he always 'came home' to him in the end but with Reader, something is different and it becomes a tug of war on Silco. Who does he trust? Who does he believe? And who just deceived the shit out of him.

It will get very ugly prior to the attempted murder.

By the time Reader and Silco meet in present time.... the audience will know exactly what happened that tore everyone apart, and what Reader DOESN'T know about Silco until actually sees him again. It will be a shock to her. Will she realize the truth before it's too late?

That's what I'm hoping for.

I love writing unhealthy relationships. IRL, I wouldn't want one but they're hella dramatic to play with in fiction.

I wanted to show Readers loyalty to Silco. A friendship turning into more but its complicated. Unrequited love? I wanted to show her as scrappy, smart and independent at first but finding a lost soul in Silco and attaches to that (kind of like Jinx) because she has no one else. So when she starts to fall apart, Silco is literally "dude wtf ?Why are you a mess now?" because he expects her to be logical like him and doesn't realizes she harbours serious emotions for him.

Silco processing his emotions is a juggernut in itself. The man holds grudges until the time of fucking time. He has serious trust issues. He emotionally closes himself off out of fear of abandonment and hurt. He can't handle disloyalty or lies.

He knows when he's wronged someone but him apologizing for shit? Oh boy.

I love playing with his character because there is SO MUCH to work with. Silco is so damn complicated that you can take him in multiple directions.

Of course, me being long-winded as fuck when I'm talking about something I like.

I just need to learn to say: thank you! I appreciate it! Thanks for reading but my fucking brainrot says otherwise.

[saguaroo1]

I need a beta reader for a 1264 words angst Zaundads Fanfiction. For warnings, it would only be Major Character Death. Please help me.

DM me or comment to let me know if you're interested. No experience is needed.

[stupendouspizzacomputer]

INSANITY (Hellaverse x isekai male reader) Winners (Part 3):

•Nancy Drew (Nancy Drew)

•Nick Sturniolo (Youtuber/Sturniolo triplets)

•Chris Sturniolo (Youtuber/Sturniolo triplets)

•Matt Sturniolo (Youtuber/Sturniolo triplets)

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•V (Bts)

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•Suga (Bts)

•RM (Bts)

•Jin (Bts)

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•Megan Thee Stallion (vmas)

•Chappell Roan (vmas)

•All the Venezuela's people who died and suffered because of Maduro's tyranny (Venezuela/U)

•The monk (rain world)

•The survivor (rain world)

•The hunter (rain world)

•The watcher (rain world)

•The Gourmand (rain world)

•The Artificer (rain world)

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•??? (rain world)

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•Marc Marquez (F1/Formula 1/oscar piastri/Ferrari/Austin gp 2024)

•Charles-Haden Savage (Only murders in the building)

•Oliver Putnam (Only murders in the building)

•Mabel Mora (Only murders in the building)

•Madoka Kaname (Madoka Magica/Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

•Wei Wuxian/Wei Ying (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Wen Ning (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/Mo dao zu shi)

•Lan Wangji/Ian zhan (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Wei Changze (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Cangse Sanren (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Jiang Fengmian (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Jiang Cheng (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Jiang Yanli (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Jin Ling (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Lan Sizhui (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Lan Xichen (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Lan Qiren (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Iang Wangji (mdzs/mdzs wwx/mxtx mdzs/mo dao zu shi)

•Princess Celestia (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Princess Luna (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Twilight Sparkle (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Applejack (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Pinkie Pie (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Fluttershy (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Rarity (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Rainbow Dash (my little pony/mlp/mlp fim/Mylittlepony/mlpinfection/infection)

•Hua Cheng (tgcf/Heaven official's Blessing/ghosts)

•The Knight (Hollow Knight)

•Ekko (Arcane/League of legends/Zaun/Timebomb/Arcane edit/Arcane spoilers/Arcane season 2/leagueoflegends/League/Worlds2023)

•Caytlin Kiramman (Arcane/League of Legends/Caitvi/Arcane edit/Arcane spoilers/Arcane season 2/leagueoflegends/League/Worlds2023)

•Jayce Talis (Arcane/League of Legends/Jayvik/Arcane edit/Arcane spoilers/Arcane season 2/leagueoflegends/League/Worlds2023)

•Vander (Arcane/League of Legends/Vanco/Arcane edit/Arcanr spoilers/Zaun/Zaundads/Arcane season 2/leagueoflegends/League/Worlds2023)

•Flandre Scarlet (touhou)

•Remilia Scarlet (touhou)

•Sakuya Izayoi (touhou)

•Ruby Rose (rwby)

•Yang Xia Long/Yang (rwby)

•Weiss Schnee/Weissschnee (rwby)

•Blake Belldonna (rwby)

•Jaune Arc (rwby)

•Pyrrha Nikos (rwby)

•Nora Valkyrie (rwby)

•Lie Ren (rwby)

•Yami Yugi (Yugioh)

•Sonic (Sonic/Sonic the hedgehog/Sth/Sonadow/Sonic x shadow generations/Sonic3)

•Tails (Sonic/Sonic the hedgehog/Sth/Sonadow/Sonic x shadow generations/Sonic3)

•Knuckles (Sonic/Sonic the hedgehog/Sth/Sonadow/Sonic x shadow generations/Sonic3)

•Link (Legend of Zelda/Botw/The Legend of Zelda/Loz/Linked universe/Linkeduniverse)

•Zelda (Legend of Zelda/Botw/The Legend of Zelda/Loz/Linked universe/Linkeduniverse)

•Eddie Munson (Joseph Quinn/Stranger things)

•Wynonna Earp (Wynonna Earp)

•Harry Potter (Harry potter)

•Hermione Granger (Harry potter)

•Ron Weasley (Harry potter)

•Minerva McGranitt (Harry potter/Maggie Smith)

•Rock Lock (Black tumblr/Black lives matter/bnha/My hero academia)

•Shuri (Black tumblr/Black girl magic/Black lives matter/Disney)

•All Might (bnha/My hero academia/boku no hero academia/Myheroacademia)

•Deku (bnha/My hero academia/boku no hero academia/Myheroacademia)

•Eraserhead (bnha/My hero academia/boku no hero academia/Myheroacademia/Erasermic)

•Presentmic (bnha/My hero academia/boku no hero academia/Myheroacademia/Erasermic)

•Tahliah Debrett (Fka Twigs)

Shang Qinghua (svsss/mxtx svsss/svss/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong)

•Shen Qingqiu/Shen Yuan (svsss/mxtx svsss/Qijiu/svss/Bingqiu/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong)

•Luo Binghe (svsss/mxtx svsss/svss/Bingqiu/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong)

•Yue Qingyuan (svsss/mxtx svsss/svss/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu/Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong)

•Osamu Dazai (bsd/bungou stray dogs)

•Atsushi Nakajima (bsd/bungou stray dogs)

•Chuya Nakahara (bsd/bungou stray dogs)

•Princess peach (Super Mario)

•Pricess Rosalina (Super Mario)

•Princess Daisy (Super Mario)

•Siffrin (In stars and time)

•Odile (In stars and time)

•Homer (The odyssey/Poets on tumblr/Writeblr)

•Alexia Putellas (arsenal/arsenal fc/arsenal wfc/woso/Uswnt)

•ThunderClan (Warrior cats)

•WindClan (Warrior cats)

•ShadowClan (Warrior cats)

•RiverClan (Warrior cats)

•SkyClan (Warrior cats)

•Gerard Way (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Mikey Way (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Frank Iero (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Ray Toro (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Bob Bryar (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Matt Pelissier (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Jarrod Alexander (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Pete Parada (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•James Dewees (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Jamie Muhoberac (My Chemical Romance/mcr)

•Rhea Ripley (wwe/aew/nxt/wrestling/fight club/wwe raw/Monday night raw)

•Roman Reigns (wwe/aew/nxt/Wrestling/Fight club/wwe raw/Monday night raw)

•Gordon Freeman (Hlvrai)

•Azi (Scavengers reign)

•Spock (Star Trek/Ds9)

•Hikaru Sulu (Star Trek/Ds9/John Cho)

•Michael Huang (tpot)

•Cary Huang (tpot)

•Satomi Hinatsu (tpot)

•Bae Seok-Ryu (Love next door)

•Kris (Deltarune)

•Professor Hershel Layton (Professor Layton)

•Joy (Pixar)

•Anger (Pixar)

•Sadness (Pixar)

•Fear (Pixar)

•Disgust (Pixar)

•Envy (Pixar)

•Anxiety (Pixar)

•Embarassment (Pixar)

•Ennui (Pixar)

•Miriam (Dragon Age the veilguard/Dragon Age Inquisition/Dragon Age/Dragon Age 4/Da4/Dragon Age 2)

•Roland (Dragon Age the veilguard/Dragon Age Inquisition/Dragon Age/Dragon Age 4/Da4/Dragon Age 2)

•Qwydion (Dragon Age the veilguard/Dragon Age Inquisition/Dragon Age/Dragon Age 4/Da4/Dragon Age 2)

•Lacklon (Dragon Age the veilguard/Dragon Age Inquisition/Dragon Age/Dragon Age 4/Da4/Dragon Age 2)

•Neb (Dragon Age the veilguard/Dragon Age Inquisition/Dragon Age/Dragon Age 4/Da4/Dragon Age 2)

•Ralph (Wreck it Ralph)

•Felix (Wreck it Ralph)

•All the Ukraine's people who died and sufffered beacause of the war (Ukraine)

•Sayori (ddlc)

•Yuri (ddlc)

•Natsuki (ddlc)

•Lottie (Yellowjackets)

•Abraham Van Helsing (Dracula daily)

•Sidney Crosby (Pittsburgh Penguins)

•Mitchell Marner (Toronto Maple Leafs)

•April Ludgate (Aubrey Plaza)

•Commander Shepard (Mass effect)

•Maia (Roblox/Cluckys/Gametoons)

•Marinette (Miraculous Ladybug/ML/Miraculousladybig/Miraculous)

•Adrien (Miraculous Ladybug/ML/Miraculousladybig/Miraculous)

•Sakura (Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle)

•Alex Hirsch (Gravity falls/The book of Bill)

•Niall Horan (One direction/1d)

•Liam Payne (One direction/1d)

•Zayn Malik (One direction/1d)

•Harry Styles (One direction/1d)

•Louis Tomlinson (One direction/1d)

•J.Martin (Motogp)

•Earth Wind and Fire's crew (Earth Wind and Fire/21st of September)

•Tamsyn Muir (Gideon the Ninth)

•Din Djarin (Pedro Pascal)

•Darius Bowman (Jurassic World Chaos Theory/Netflix)

•Brooklynn (Jurassic World Chaos Theory/Netflix)

•Kenji Kon (Jurassic world chaos Theory/Netflix/Jurassicpqrkvhs/Ceneozoic/Paleo)

•Yasmina Fadoula (Jurassic world Chaos theory/Netflix/Jurassicparkvhs/Ceneozoic/Paleo)

•Ben Pincus (Jurassic world Chaos theory/Netflix/Jurassicparkvhs/Ceneozoic/Paleo)

•Sammy Gutierrez (Jurassic world Chaos theory/Netflix/Jurassicparkvhs/Ceneozoic/Paleo)

•Charlie Spring (Joe Locke/Heartstopper)

•Carolina Hurricanes (Hockey/Nhl)

•Joker (Persona/Persona 5/shuake)

•Utena Tenjou (Revolutionary girl utena)

•Fry (Futurama)

•Leela (Futurama)

•Corrine Dollaganger (Flowers in the attic)

•Jin Kamurai (Tokyo Debunker)

•Rollo Treadway (Buster Keaton)

•Castiel (My Candy Love)

•Arthur Lester (Malevolent)

•John Lennon (The Beatles)

•Paul McCartney (The Beatles)

•George Harrison (The Beatles)

•Ringo Starr (The Beatles)

•Pete Best (The Beatles)

•Stuart Sutcliffe (The Beatles)

•Jimmy Nicol (The Beatles)

•Chas Newby (The Beatles)

•Norman Chapman (The Beatles)

•Tommy Moore (The Beatles)

•Mal Evans (The Beatles)

•Jennie (Jennie Kim)

•Elsa (Frozen)

•Anna (Frozen)

•Olaf (Frozen)

•Kristoff (Frozen)

•Sven (Frozen)

•YoRHa No.9 Type S (Nier Automata)

•YoHRa No.2 Type B (Nier Automata)

•YoHRa Type A No.2 (Nier Automata)

•Vince Dun (Seattle Kraken)

•Trent Alexander Arnold (Liverpool fc)

•Charlie Watson (Hailee Steinfeld/Transformers/Transformers one/Maccadam)

•Musketeer (CardEvolution)

•Hayden Silas Anhedönia (Ethel Cain)

•Joel Miller/Joel (The Last of Us/the last us hbo/Pedro Pascal characterd/Tlou hbo/Joel tlou/Tlou joel/Joel Miller imagine/Tlou Fanfiction/Joel and ellie/Ellie and joel/joel Miller x you/Joel Miller one shot/The last of us Fanfiction/Tlou Smut/Tlou fanfic/Hbo tlou/The last of us game/Tlou game/Dark!Joel Miller/Joel the last of us/Joel miller smut/Joel miller x reader/Joel Millerx f!reader/joel Miller Fanfiction/joel miller the last of us/Pedrohub/Pedropascal edit/Tlou2)

•Ellie Williams/Ellie (The Last of Us/the last of us hbo/Pedro Pascal characters/Tlou hbo/Tlou Fanfiction/Joel and ellie/Ellie and joel/The last of Us Fanfiction/Tlou Smut/Tlou fanfic/Hbo tlou/the last of us game/Tlou game/Pedrohub/Pedropascal edit/Tlou2)

•Tommy Miller (The last of Us/the last of us hbo/Pedro Pascal characters/Tlou hbo/Tlou Fanfiction /The last of us Fanfiction/Tlou Smut/Tlou fanfic/Hbo tlou/the last of us game/Tommy miller x reader/Tlou game/Pedrohub/Pedropascal edit/Tlou2)

•Abby Anderson (The last of Us/the last of Us hbo/Pedro Pascal characters/Tlou hbo/Tlou Fanfiction/The last of Us Fanfiction/Tlou Smut/Abby x reader/Abby the last of us/Abby Tlou/Tlou fanfic/Hbo tlou/the last of us game/Tlou game/Pedrohub/Pedropascal edit/Tlou2)

•Parvana (Reupload the war is coming/thebreadwinner)

•Brennan Lee Mulligan (Dropout)

•Glinda/Glinda the good witch (Wicked/Wicked movie/Gelfie/Ariana Grande/Wicked the Movie)

•Elphaba (Gilfie/Wicked/Wicked movie/Wicked the movie/Cynthia Erivo)

•Groverunderwood (Percy Jackson/Greek Mythology/Percy Jackson and the Olympians/PercyJacksonandthe/Olympians)

•Nikola Tesla/Nikolatesla (RecordofRagnarok/Shuumatsu/Ragnarok/RecordofRagnarokseason2)

•Qin Shi Huang/Qinshihuang (RecordofRagnarok/Shuumatsu/Ragnarok/RecordofRagnarokseason2)

[justacanofcorn]

Oh My Love (Damien Karras x GN Reader Pt. 1)

(Pt. 2)

Summary: Reader (non-gendered) is completing their master's capstone at none other than Holy Trinity church. And guess who is starting to have a crisis of faith?

Rating: M

Tags: religious imagery and symbolism, catholic guilt, priest kink, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, gn reader, queer characters, realistic depictions of anxiety attacks, s*icide, foul language, eventual sm*t

November is cold in Georgetown.

Four years of your Master’s studies has taken you from Penn State to Rome, to the hills and valleys of the East, and back to Georgetown now, to take up a scribe’s position with Holy Trinity Church.

You’ve never been a scribe, at least not for money. But you can’t pass up this opportunity. Georgetown is only an hour and a half from where you grew up, and it is a pleasant enough little town.

It’s your first day so you’ve dressed in your smartest sweater and slacks. Your coat is a hair too big. You bought it for five dollars at a second-hand store in town with the aim to grow into it, though you’re fully grown.

A worn cassette player is nestled delicately in your pocket. What money you’d saved on the coat you spent on a nice pair of Vanco headphones so you can listen to your music in peace. Today, it’s John Lennon.

It’s a little after nine when you reach the church- earlier than you’d planned, but that was a symptom of neuroses. You had to be early to everything.

You creak open the great wooden doors to the church, clicking off the music and resting your headphones on your neck. Within it was warm and smelled sweetly of incense. The gentle wood beneath your feet gives a little with each step you take and soon you’re in the nave of the church. It’s not very crowded, only six or seven people, but at the altar, beginning mass is a priest in a green chasuble. He’s impossible to miss. He’s intense yet carries a softness in his voice as he reads aloud passages. His black hair falls into his eyes and you feel the sudden desire to swipe it away.

You promptly push the thought away and linger in the back as the pipe organ strikes up and the small crowd begins singing.

You must lose yourself in the ceremony of it all because soon things are wrapping up. You blink away the haze of just watching it all and straighten.

“Pardon me, y/l/n?”

You turn to find a priest standing beside you. He has a wide smile and clean-cropped hair.

“Yes, that’s me. Are you Father Dyer?”

He nods and extends a hand for you to shake and you do. The music begins again and the bells strike.

“I am. Thank you so much for coming. I hope you weren’t waiting long.”

“I was, but I showed up early. I always do- can’t help it. It was nice,” you nod to the altar but the other priest is gone and the parishioners are dispersing.

“It’s nice to hear. How does it feel to be back in Georgetown? I saw on your resume that you got your undergrad here.”

“It’s familiar so it’s comfortable.”

You keep it at that. No reason to dredge up why you constantly reassure yourself about living here. It’s a nice town. It’s close to home.

You falter for a moment when the other priest approaches the two of you. He’s dressed down to the typical long-sleeved button-up and slacks. And he wears them well.

“Ah, Damien! This is y/n. Y/n, this is Father Damien Karras. He serves as priest and psychiatrist here at Holy Trinity.”

You shake hands and note how well they fit together. “Double duty? How'd that happen?”

“Holy Trinity made me an offer I couldn't refuse,” he says with an earnest smile. “What brings me here, if you don't mind my asking?”

“Work, hopefully,” you reply, catching Dyer's eye. He smiles and nods.

“Y/n is completing their Master's capstone in transcribing religious texts. Georgetown sent them here to study our collection.”

This seems to pique Damien's interest.

“And what are you looking for in our collection?”

You unsuccessfully attempt to hide a blush as the truth of the matter comes to light.

“Truthfully, I'm analyzing for mistranslations. Not that I think I'll find something no one else has before, but maybe I'll write it down in a new and interesting way.”

Both men nod, and if either of them are uncomfortable they hide it exceptionally well. This reassures you a little.

“Well, welcome to Holy Trinity. If you need anything, I have an office on the second floor.”

“Do you have office hours for spiritual counseling?”

Damien cracks a smile and even gives you a chuckle for that one.

“No, the spiritual door is always open. It was nice meeting you. Joseph,” he addresses Father Dyer then exits from a side corridor. You watch as he goes, for some reason wholly fascinated with the way he spoke to you and the rich contrast of it against his preaching. You often forget that priests are people too.

Just…usually not people that you find attractive.

“So,” Dyer begins, clapping his hands together in a way that shakes you from your thoughts. “Have they got you set up with a place to live?”

You nod. “An apartment on Prospect Street by those tall stairs. It's nice enough. So, when can I start?”

“As soon as you'd like. We can get you situated in one of the studies in the back corridor so you won't be disturbed. It has easy access to the library.”

The reality of it begins to set in. Your own study and unlimited access to ancient texts? It was every grad student’s dream.

“That sounds wonderful, Father Dyer. Thank you. Is it alright if I return tomorrow to get started? I have some supplies I need to get before settling in.”

“Of course. I’ll let Father Merrin know you’re here. He’s about to leave for an archaeological dig, but I’m sure he could spare a moment to talk to you about translating Latin. It’s one of his favorite pastimes.”

That you didn’t expect. Father Merrin is something of a legend around Georgetown. Prolific, with a deep voice that people found both calming and demanding. He often left Holy Trinity for things like digs, or pilgrimages. You never thought you’d get the chance to meet the man.

“I- that would be spectacular. I’ve always wanted to meet him.”

“Alright, I’ll get it set up for tomorrow if I can. Have a good day, y/n.”

With that Father Dyer leaves. With butterflies in your tummy, you depart as well, welcoming the cool air of Georgetown as you take the first steps into what is shaping up to be a wonderful adventure.

[ink-and-dagger]

Do you happen to also be a Silco x Vander x reader throuple enjoyer like myself? Lol

I don’t seek it out, but I wouldn’t scroll past if it appeared on my dash.

I very much enjoyed @chickenparm’s fic Forever and @kikorenart’s accompanying artwork

But if we’re talking Silco x Reader x ? throuples then my vote is gonna go to sad pathetic loser Marcus every time.

If what you’re actually asking is would I consider writing any… maybe. I’m not against the idea, but I have a lot of other things I’d rather write first. If I ever open for commissions then that’s probably the most likely chance of me writing any Vanco x Reader.

[tweek-tweak22]

[sweatandwoe]

Just imagining someone saying "Eat my fucking ass Silco!" and his response is just "Okay. Bend over."

Anon you got a big brain. Also I'm sure you meant Silco/Reader but uhhh wrote Vanco instead

Silco/Vander - MDNI/NSFW Tags: Rimming, Blowjobs, Anal Fingering, Top Silco, Bottom Vander 2k Words

"This is what's needed for the job, Vander."

"And you're asking for too much, Silco. We're running thin in the Lanes as it is." Vander runs a hand through his locks, sighing and trying to stop his nostrils from flaring. Ever since he had agreed to work with the other man again, it had been nothing but arguments and headaches.

"It's only a dozen more men at the harbor, Vander." Silco doesn't even look up from his spot on Vander’s couch, ledgers and censuses before him on the coffee table. He always loved to be sure about everything, never one to make a mistake even in their relatively calm meetings. Most of the time. "I've already stationed some of Smeech's people there. Yours will only be for backup."

"I'm telling you, we barely have enough of the people in the Lanes as it is. I can't assign the shopkeepers next."

"Can't you?" Blue and red eyes burn into Vander, a fire brimming beneath the surface. "Aren't you their leader, Vander?"

"It's not that simple."

Silco’s lips twitch turn downwards. "Do I have to give you a lesson on leadership?"

Vander glares at him then, fists curling. He was done with this meeting. "Eat my entire fucking ass, Silco."

The blue eye widens marginally and he drops his pen onto the coffee table. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, was I not clear enough?" Vander leans over his desk with a sneer. "Eat my ass, Silco."

The man looks stunned for a moment, blue eye blinking before it all begins to harden. And Vander feels a moment of panic when Silco stands. Despite the size difference, Vander knows that Silco had spent most of the past decade apart as a ruthless killer. Vander’s muscles were from lifting heavy crates now, not from hitting any enforcers.

Silco makes his approach slow, moving to stand in front of Vanderr's desk. Both hands are behind his back, and he glances down at the desk before raising to the larger man's gaze and holding it. "Get on the desk then."

Vander blinks. "What?" He winces afterward because it sounds almost idiotic with how it falls out of his mouth. Not that Silco seems to care. Not with how his eyes keep burning into Vander. 

"You heard me. Get on the desk and take your pants off."

Silco's tone suggests no room for argument, but Vander still sits where he is, a little stunned. "Silco I-"

"This was probably bound to happen sooner or later." He rounds the desk next, coming up right beside Vander. "It's best to get it out of the way now, and we can have a proper discussion afterwards like adults." He bends down, close enough that his lips almost brush against Vander's ear. "So get on the desk or tell me to leave."

Vander rises after that, halfway undoing his belt slowly, brow furrowing. Silco dominating him with just his gaze, the cold fire of those mismatched eyes encouraging him to continue to strip, and then again with a slow careful touch along his back.

It was the opposite of how they had done things when they were younger, not that Vander minded at all at how commanding Silco sounded now. Still, he wanted to be sure. "Are you sure you don't want me to-"

"I know exactly what I want." The touch dips down, fingers dragging along an old scar. Silco had been the one to stitch it. "And what I want is: you laid out before me, Vander."

Well-

Fuck.

Vander is kicking off his boots and pants next, and after a moment of hesitation, decides to say 'fuck it' and his shirt is gone too. Just the brace is left when he climbs onto the desk, laying back on it. It's not entirely comfortable, but there's a flare in his veins when Silco gazes at him, that helps him ignore it. 

There's a nudge to one leg and Vander spreads them, letting Silco stand between them. One hand brushes over his inner thigh and Vander tries to hide the tremble it causes, but from how Silco's lips twitch, the other man was enjoying it. "If I had known it was so easy to get you to follow orders, I would've done this months ago."

Silco's fingers are long and cold, and Vander shivers as they run up his thighs. "Probably wouldn't have worked months ago."

"No, probably not. You needed some time and patience and to be a little worked up." Silco presses his fingers against the meat of his thighs, watching enraptured over Vander's face, like he’s taking not of every twitch or squirm. 

It's a horribly hot sight, that has the heat rising on the larger man's cheeks. And something else rising as well he notices after a moment. Blushing terribly, he meets Silco's stare, fingers fidgeting against the wood of the desk. "Maybe."

The shorter man smiles then, the first real one of the evening and it makes Vander's heart leap. And then start beating far too fast, when Silco sinks onto his knees. "Well, I shouldn't keep you waiting after such patience."

Warmed fingers are soon spreading him wide, and Vander can feel his face going even redder as Silco just stares at him, taking in the sight for a moment. "You don't have to memorize it, ya know."

The real, elegant eyebrow raises. "Are you suggesting this becomes a regular thing?"

Janna, he hopes so. "It can be. If you want."

"We'll see if I do."

The conversation dies when Silco leans forward. A kiss to a cheek first before scraping chipped teeth against it, creating a nice bruise that will bloom later. Lips drag along the skin, until they finally reach his hole, before moving an inch below. Which has Vander wondering what the fuck he was doing before he felt it. "Oh. Oh, fuck."

Silco drags the flat of his tongue upwards, lapping over Vander's asshole three times before pulling back. Fingers dig into his skin before he feels the sudden wetness against his hole and Silco is lapping at him again, much more smoothly.

He had spit on him. Vander probably should've taken offense to it, but all he wanted was for Silco to spit on him again. His legs shift, lifting slightly to give the other man more room. "Silco." It comes out as a moan. 

The shorter man pulls back, just a little, smirking when the larger man groans above him. "I've barely started, Vander."

"Then don’t stop. Please."

"Keep your hands to yourself. Behave. And I won't stop." Then he's diving in again, nose pressing against the skin just beneath his balls while his tongue works over his hole once more. Lapping a few more times, before the tip of his tongue works over the ring of muscle.

Vander has never felt anything like this. Literally, no one had ever put their tongue on him like this before. He was always meant to be the one to take care of other people.

But now he can't stop himself from whining as Silco dips his tongue in a little, back arching and cock straining against his stomach. He grips the desk and not Silco, just as the other man instructed, panting and trying to gaze down to just see the wisps of dark and silver locks.

Okay, maybe he liked being taken care of too. Just a little bit.

Silco's tongue flicks, and he's realizing he might like being played with a lot more than he ever thought he might. Vander can't help it, not as the other man's name slips from his mouth.

And then Silco's lips leave him, a final kiss. Then there's the sound of spitting but Vander can't feel it and that’s more alarming. "Silco?"

Blue and red meet silver eyes. "Do you trust me, Vander?"

Vander takes only a moment to respond. "Yes."

Wet fingers brush over his asshole next, and he tenses, an automatic response to the new pressure. Silco's other hand brushes over his thigh, soothingly before his mouth moves to press a kiss onto his balls and has him relaxing enough for a digit to circle the ring of muscle just as Silco's tongue did.

But unlike Silco's tongue, it's a lot longer. It slides in easily, and Vander's gasping at the feeling. It touches him somewhere deep, curling, and his cock jump. "Fuck, Silco. That's so good."

The other man answers with his lips pressing upward, a series of kisses running up his shaft. Eyes meet as Silco drags his lips back downwards, moving in time with his finger.

When Silco rises, his mouth moves to enclose around the tip of his cock, and a second finger presses against him too. When it presses in, Silco swallows him down to the base in one smooth movement that has Vander shouting.

Silco's head bobs in time with his fingers thrusts, tongue curling against the underside of Vander's dick. Fuck, it's too good. It's too much. Vander's never had this much stimulation before, and his fingers dig into the desk hard enough to dent it. "Silco, I'm gonna cum. Please. Please!"

The shorter man only continues his movements, and when Vander’s balls tighten, his back strains in a way that will leave him aching tomorrow, Silco takes everything Vander can give him and swallows it down. 

Mouth and fingers part from him next, spreading him while his legs were still shaking, checking on his hole to make sure he was okay before Silco rises. He stretches across the desk, pressing his body to Vander’s and takes the larger man’s face in hand. Lips brush over his jaw while he grinds his hard cock against Vander’s hip.  Giving him a few minutes to recover before one hand moves to his hair and sharply pulls “Get on your knees.”

Vander does so, slipping from the desk and settling onto his knees just as Silco slips off of him. Naked while Silco was still fully dressed, though with four snaps of buttons a familiar part of him is soon also exposed. 

“Open, Vander.” When he does, Silco sinks the tip of his cock into his mouth. There’s a coo above him, as both hands run into the brown locks. “Good boy. Relax.”

Lips part wider, letting Silco have more room. Fingers grip into Vander’s hair, and he moves to grip his own knees, doing his best to relax. He knows what’s about to happen, he doesn’t try to stop it. And when Silco starts to fuck his mouth, Vander realizes how much he likes it. A little too much if he’s honest, with how hot it has him feeling. 

It doesn’t help that Silco can never keep quiet, even while he’s fucking Vander’s face. 

“That’s it. Look at how well you’re taking my cock.” He holds Vander’s head in place, thrusting in and out. Going a little deeper after each couple of thrusts, until Vander gags on him. The blue eye rolls back at the sensation, and soon is thrusting back onto it. “That’s it. Gag on it, like the whore you are.” 

With watering eyes, he moans around it instead, and Silco’s eyes snap down onto his. “Oh? You like being my whore?” Another moan, and Silco’s grabbing his hair even tighter, balling it into his fists as he sinks in even deeper. “Hound of the underworld, but that was never right was it? When you’re more like a bitch in heat. Angry and spitting until someone fucks you right.” 

Vander’s dick gives a small twitch, not enough to get hard again so quickly, but the interest is plain to him. Even as tears begin to roll down his cheeks, drool pooling past his chin as Silco fucks his mouth so roughly, he still wants more. Wants to be filled in new ways. 

Though from how his back and jaw are already aching, perhaps not filled in new ways today.

Silco pushes fully into him and Vander chokes around his dick, throat straining to take him. And then the other man pulls out entirely, and Vander leaves his mouth open while he pants and cries. 

One hand leaves his hair to jerk off his cock, only take a few flicks of his wrist before Vander’s face gets streaks of warmth onto it. He moans, eyes fluttering, before both of them pant. 

When fingers untangle from his hair, they don’t move to wipe the cum off of his face. Carefully avoiding it to cup his cheek, tilting his head upwards so they can view each other.

 It’s almost unfair how not wrecked Silco looks, just a few hairs out of place and a slight shine on his forehead. Otherwise, he’s still perfectly put together. But there’s a smile there now, softer and tender. 

Both slow-moving, Silco helps him rise, to settle back into his chair, still naked. There’s no energy to put his clothes back on yet. “So,” Vander starts, voice hoarse, “That was fun.”

“Quite.” Fingers gently brush through his hair, rubbing over the sore spots from where he had been grabbing it. “A better way to end the meeting, I think.”

Vander hums in agreement, leaning into the other man’s touch. It grows quiet, neither needing to speak for a few minutes, basking in the soft and tender afterglow. 

Silco breaks it, as his habit. “Vander?” 

“Hmm?”

There’s a pause. “I want this to be a regular occurrence.”

Vander smiles. “Well, isn’t that a romantic way of putting it.” 

Silco’s eyes roll, but he leans down to capture Vander’s lips in a kiss that’s almost hilariously chaste after what they had just done. Pulling back, his lips curl into a bladed smirk. “Would you prefer I go find a poem to recite to you? I’m sure there are some good ones at the library-”

“This is fine enough.” 

“That’s what I thought.” Silco huffs but doesn’t move far, lips pressing against Vander’s ear. “I missed you.”

Something tight breaks in Vander’s chest, and the tears that are starting to break through are very different than the ones from before. “I missed you too, Silco.” 

Another pause and the lips curl against him. “I’m still taking those men.”

Vander rolls watery eyes, dragging Silco in close to him. 

“Fine.”

[wavesofyears]

Wait, hold up, hold up, is your Arcane fic gonna be ot3?!!! ZaunDads + Reader?!!!! Sign Me the Fuck up my guy!!! I'm so down for that!! Got me barking for real! (If not that's totally cool, it's your story, I'm totally down for whatever you write, it's all so good I'm totally happy for anything) tysm!!!!!!!

ARGHHH !!!

( ／ÒДò)／~ ╧╧

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Okay so the fic was initially intended to be just Silco x Reader. That is what I tagged it as and what was my intent when writing the first chapter (granted, no Silco x Reader interactions have occurred yet). I had posted about how it felt like a betrayal to Zaundads (whom I love) to be writing a Silco x Reader fic in Ekko’s universe where they are canonically reconciled and happy. After that, I was like “oooooh no 😨” cause I had already uploaded the fic tagged a certain way when now I’ve kinda changed my mind (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

I posted a poll to gauge what people would prefer but I’m just worried people will feel blindsided if I suddenly change the main ship of the fic. I’ll wait for a little bit to see where the poll leans and take that into consideration.

If anyone is interested in voting: The Poll

Anyway, if anyone wants to check out the fic even during all this uncertainty…

Accidental Acquisitions

Apologies for being a disorganized mess (^v^;)��

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[dervampireprince]

Would love to read some of your thoughts on Jayce/transmasc reader and Vander/transmasc reader 🥺🧡✨

vander x trans man reader | n-sfw headcannons

I'm so sorry about how late I'm getting to this!! I kept meaning to answer it and then forgetting and it got lost within all the audio requests. Already done one for Jayce, but hell yeah Vander! You can find the Jayce one in my masterlist that's linked at the top of my pinned posts. I'm still taking sfw but primarily n-sfw requests for Viktor, Jayce, Silco and Vander headcanons/writings in this style (and audios for Viktor and Silco).

he might not be able to afford much, but he will try and scape together what little he can to get you a binder if your top dysphoria is that bad.

because he will not let you bind unsafely. no fucking way. if he catches you trying to bind with bandages he's going to be disappointed. he'll have a long talk with you, making it clear he's not angry and he understands, but you have to look after your health.

won't constantly keep tabs on you and how long it's been since you put your binder on. but if he sees you pulling at it or getting out of breath or if he knows in the back of his mind that it's been a while, he's just put a firm hand on your back, tugging at the hem of your binder, a gentle reminder.

such a fucking soft man. will gather you in his arms, because let's face it even if you're the most masculine man vander is likely still taller than you, and hold you close and rock you on his cock.

just loves enclosing you and holding you to him. having you pulled against him, sitting in his lap, pulling you flush against him if you're back is against his chest, helping you warm his cock.

man has a breeding kink. will be as careful as he can if you're squicked about pregnancy, but breeding can be entirely it's own thing. "fuck, i'm close darl. you gonna let me fill you up? want me to breed you? you can keep all my come safe and warm inside you, can't you? even let me plug you up with my fingers afterwards so nothing leaks out. keep my fingers in you as you drift off to sleep?" (but of course wouldn't actually come inside if you asked him not too, even if he talks about the fantasy of it)

very willing to indulge you in any praise kink. probably will ramble out praise to you without you asking. if you want any harsher talk out of him you're going to have to let him know. it doesn't come naturally to him, but he's willing to try things out for you.

10/10 skills at eating you out. he could stay down there as long as you want. getting on his knees at the edge of your bed, or laying you down on the bar, beard tickling and scratching at your thighs. will let you and encourage you to ride his face.

not adverse to you warming his cock in other ways. always tries to be careful with you though, doesn't like to intentionally choke you or make you cry on his cock but if you assure him that you're into that he'll indulge and might let himself lose some composure and fuck your face.

lets you straddle his thigh and grind and hump it as much as you need

realises you get turned on by him manhandling you? or your size difference? will find excused to lean over your head to grab things, pick you up and set you down instead of asking you to move out of the way, put his hands around your waist, around your wrists, pulling you to his side, all to watch you blush as his eyes crinkle at your reactions. he can certainty pin your wrists to the bed later if that's what you want? perhaps pick you up and fuck you on his cock while he's standing? he can start out fucking you into a wall, but do you want to see if he can hold you up all on his own? do you want him to fuck you on all fours and when you can't hold yourself up anymore he'll grab your wrists and pull your arms back and use them as leverage to keep fucking into you?

you want to top but still be the sub? he's got you. would rather you fuck him on his back or all fours rather than ride you. he'll lay back and pull your hips into him while he praises how well you're doing, reassures you that he's feeling good.

amused by the suggestion of you domming him, but not against it. it's not his natural state, but once he tries out subbing oh. realising he might have a thing for being your good little puppy.

because this man deserves to get to relax and destress and be assured that the world doesn't have to weigh on his shoulders and that it's okay if he just lets go for a while

just because he's subbing doesn't mean he can't still top. he's more of a fan of penetrating than being penetrated. he's fucking you while you got a collar on him and tugging on a leash that's attached as he calls you sir. getting him a little plug? maybe it has a little tail? nothing too big. perhaps you can work up to that if he's comfortable with it, but if not then just the little plug is a reminder while he's working who he belongs too.

restraining his hands, tying them behind his back, because he thinks he needs to responsible for making you feel good by being more active, but you teach him that he makes you feel good no matter what

what if his breeding kink works both ways? what if as soon as you start telling him that you want to fill him up, that you want to come inside him, make his belly swell, claim him, it just unlocks an entire new kink for him and he cums hard?

bonus t4t: you want him to ride your face?? he's so worried about crushing you, but you're so eager how could he refuse? straddling your legs and rubbing his clit against yours until you're both thoroughly soaked.

[honey-tongued-devil]

↠The last drop tour

| Part 1 | | Part 2 | | Part 3 |

This tour was designed to allow those who write and read fanfiction to finally visualize the Last Drop and have a solid map in hand. Specifically, I created it for a personal need, for my fanfiction Everytime It Rains, which you can read by clicking the title. This is part two, where you can see Silco's office in detail. Welcome back from your favorite guide, and enjoy!

Did you get something to drink? I hope so, because it's really packed in here. So, where did we leave off? We were supposed to enter the office, right? Well, sisters, and bros, and non-binary hoes, welcome!

Let's start from the left; I know it's a bit chaotic, but this is where Sevika used to come to drink even when Silco wasn't around, waiting for him faithfully. All those bottles are hers. The rug is from Piltover, you've probably recognized it, along with the iconic Last Drop glasses. That sturdy piece of furniture you see there, closer to his desk, is his safe. No one has the code except for him, me, and now you (it's 937). Since we're here, I might as well open it.

Face down, there's a photo depicting Vander, Silco, and Felicia on the bridge when they were younger—certainly well before Felicia got pregnant, given the length of Silco's hair. That strange map is a map of the mine tunnels, a relic from his past as a miner. And finally, the LP is "Our Love," ironically Vander's favorite song (as Jinx mentions in Jinx Fixes Everything), as well as Felicia's, Silco's, and Jinx's. It's in the safe because Silco treasures that vinyl so much that he doesn't leave it where it could get destroyed; he keeps it protected.

But let's close it up and move on. Here it is, the iconic desk. Since I'm a generous guide, I'll let you circle around it so you can see it from every angle. On top, there's the map of Piltover with the mug that Jinx made for him, while in the drawer, there's a mask to filter out the gray, the smog of Zaun, and a card that I think was used for blackmail. I can't say for sure, but it seems to be part of the man's shady dealings.

Next to his desk, on the right, there are two doors. They're not accessible, but since I doubt he'd want anyone to have such direct access to his office, in my fanfiction at least, there will be a room behind them with a double bed and some of his belongings.

But let's move on to the last piece! The huge map of Piltover and zaun with which he planned the export of Shimmer and weapons, where he kept track of everything that happened.

If you enjoyed or found this little tour useful, let me know, and feel free to check out my headcanons or my longfic! This tour has come to an end, but I might have material to create more in the future!

[chickenparm]

if you've read this fic at all, then you know it's strictly silco/reader.

originally, it was written with vanco having been a thing in the past, and i removed that before posting, but every time I read it over after the fact it feels strange and unfinished.

so anyway, here's the original beginning that maybe explains why silco is characterized in the way that he is. it's largely the same so it's not the end of the world if you don't read this.

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As a child growing up in less than ideal circumstances into a young man in downright abhorrent circumstances, Silco had accrued a fair amount of subtle-but-useful skills that served to keep him alive thus far. The things Silco had seen and done in his lifetime were numerous, stacking on top of one another to create the man that stood in the center of his bar and stared at the floor in a way that no one else seemed to understand - or even notice, if he were being honest.

It doesn’t catch his attention at first, if only because others just like it were ingrained into the very foundation of the building in ways that could never be removed. It’s not until the neon lights above catch it just right that it becomes clear the little droplets of blood trailing through the bar are fresh enough to still be tacky when the patrons walk over them.

Blood on the floor of The Last Drop, even fresh blood, is still not enough to catch his attention so thoroughly. It’s the way it meanders in a wobbling line from the front door to the bar, pausing long enough to leave more than a few in the same locale. They linger before beginning their trek once more to the side door that leads to the back rooms reserved for his trusted employees - not even those who worked in the bar frequented those rooms.

But Silco remembers them vividly, maybe too vividly. In another life, he’d walked this same trail before - sometimes alone, sometimes with another. A different man leaned on the bar to catch his breath and regain his balance, left a bloody fingerprint just on the edge of the bar in almost the exact same place. Stumbled on wobbling knees along the wall until he got to the doors that would take him to the very rear of the bar that held a secluded bathroom where he could manage his wounds in peace. Where no one would hear the sounds ripping through clenched teeth.

Colored curious, Silco follows that trail, uncaring of the stickiness that traps in the soles of his boots as he follows their footsteps to the letter. As his hand curls on the bar, thumb hovering over where the lost lamb’s mark lay, he can see flashes of a hand in the past, covered in fewer scars than it is now, its nails dirtier and its tendons stretching taut against skin that’s too thin to have eaten more than a single meal in days.

It’s a poor memory, one he no longer wishes to entertain, and his hand slides along the bar with more meat on his bones and a bit more backbone than he’d once had. More pride. That man is dead and gone, and in his place is one that clawed from the earth that had been thrown over his body to bury him. The grave wasn’t quite six feet, and the job had been done poorly.

There’s another thumb print on the handle of the door, smudged by Silco’s palm as he passes through the doorway and locks it firmly behind himself. No one would bother to cross this point, but there’s an old, ingrained habit inside of him that even after its owner is dead he cannot shake it.

In the distance, there’s the sound of running water rumbling through pipes that shouldn’t still work after so long. Silco no longer follows the trail when his legs know the exact number of footsteps it takes to get to the end of the narrow hallway - twenty-three - and how many doors to the left there are before reaching the bathroom he remembered so fondly - two. With his hand on the wall just out of sight from the occupant, Silco counts the seconds with his heartbeat.

Four seconds, and the light flickers. Twenty-five more seconds, and it flickers again. The same as his eyes remember, and he subconsciously times the blinking of his one good eye with the familiar beat of the lightbulb’s failing lifespan. It’s a wonder it still works, after all these years.

The sound of a grunt, and then a hiss as the sound of metal hits the floor. There’s a liminal feeling in the air, almost as if he’s dreaming - every sound is so familiar, every flicker of the bulb, every thud of the ancient pipes spitting water out. In the past, large hands would have braced on the tile with a laugh rather than a wince, as smaller, thinner ones picked and pulled and stitched and smoothed along tensed muscles. Lips would follow in their wake.

Silco often dreamed of the man that came before him, when he was young and a fool and something like love had been worn like a second skin, but never to this intensity.

Never this palpable.

A curse now, ground out between teeth before the sound of flesh hitting tile. Silco knows who this is, who is licking their wounds in the darkest corner of his bar, and the liminal feeling dissipates like he’s climbed from the river once more - less frantic, less violent. The ache in his chest is there, but its sharp edges have been ground down by the passing of time - but even a dull knife hurts when used with enough force, and tonight aims to kill.

Rounding the corner, Silco holds onto the doorway and watches as you stand beneath the running water and struggle with little grunts to reach over your shoulder at the gunshot wound that continues to weep in red rivulets even now. Again, you drop the knife in your hand and it rings sharp against the tile almost in time with your forehead thudding against the wall.

The form is smaller than who had used this room before - decades, maybe? Another detail lost to time that should be important but had been deemed unworthy. Like a phantom, rising from the grout, Silco sees broad shoulders overtop your smaller ones. Do you understand the weight you’re carrying at this moment, how heavy that ghost truly is?

Silco knows intimately - painfully - and doesn’t want you to shoulder it. Even he, the man who has seen it in the corner of his eyes and felt it in the moments where he’s blissfully alone, still isn’t used to how harsh it presses into his bones. Silco can hear it - the moment that thought passes through his head he hears the laughter and jeers of his counterpart on how harsh the lines of his body are.

Followed by the sensation of featherlight touches on the very parts of him that had been in suspect. Soothing subdermal wounds that had been caused by words, breaking him down and building him back up again in a vicious cycle that ended in the worst way of all. The thought of the circle beginning again makes his blood run cold, even in the humid air of the shower room.

You’re breathing heavily - great, heaving things that do nothing to help the stretch and relax of your injured shoulder. It’s a simple enough fix, if one has a second pair of hands. If not, the best way to remove it on your own is you brace your opposite elbow against the wall and lean against-

The thought is pushed away as soon as it comes. There’s no space for it here, not when Silco is watching the trail of crimson flowing along the line of your spine, the curves of your backside, down your legs to the drain and swirling amongst the rest. It’s beautiful in its own way, and Silco marks it as a boon to have been able to see it at least once, despite the connotations of it all.

Once upon a time, his fingers would have itched just as much to follow that path on muscles more defined, a body as familiar as his own. You're softer, smaller, more forgiving than the other. Silco finds that he prefers it far more.

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i have virtually no reach on here, but if someone out there would like to request a Silco drabble from me, I'm having a bit of a writer's block and just need some outside ideas to get moving again.

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I mostly enjoy writing Silco x Vander, but could be convinced to do other ships with the right prompt so don't be shy

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