the-spindly-lady-faith

[the-spindly-lady-faith]

you better watch out. you better watch out. you better watch out. YOU BETTER WATCH OUT.

[the-spindly-lady-faith]

Got A Minute?

word count: 1359 post date: 24-11-29 warning[s]: none except fluff and some angst summary: Who knew that the coldest man in Zaun could have such a soft spot for the right person? a/n: i still am not taking public requests, but this is a personal request for my pookie bear, using his oc

"to love, is to burn"

The Last Drop had been closed for close to an hour now, only four figures lingered about in silence, making minimal conversation that held no ground. A song started playing from the jukebox, Felicia smiling over her shoulder at the soft groan that was elicited from Vander's lips as he set down the last cup he was cleaning, giving a playful smile towards the purple haired woman. On the other end of the bar, were the other two male figures, locked in soft worded conversation with each other, their gazes equally soft.

"But why do all that work then, Silco?"

The man chuckled softly as he turned his head just slightly to gaze at the other.

"I choose to do it because I want you to be as comfortable as one can be down in Zaun. This you should know Tiny, my beloved"

Silco turned his head to the other two figures occupying the bar, after Vander had playfully swatted him with a hand towel. "Oi lovebirds, the lady has a special thing to let the lot of us"

Soon, the woman had the attention of the three men, a smile curling softly on her sharp lips, fingers gently holding onto the straw in her drink and stirring it slightly, her free hand traveling down to her stomach.

"I am pregnant."

As the years had passed, time grew to become less and less kind to the people in the undercity, and when the massacre on the bridge between Piltover and Zaun happened, whatever ties between the two cities, were shattered in an instant. Many good lives were lost fighting against the enforcers or trying to escape them, but the one that seemed to put the biggest dent in Silco & Vander's relationship, was Felicia's death. They blamed themselves and each other out of pure anger, and the once seemingly unbreakable bond between the two men, was nothing more than a ghost of a memory.

Vander stayed at The Last Drop, making a big name for himself after the attempted revolution. Vander was dubbed the protector for Zaun, the man to go to for help, or simply for a good drink. While Silco was left behind in the dark, to climb back up the ladder he had spent so long climbing up beside Vander. It did not take him long to reinvent himself in Zaun, becoming the all imposing leader over ever nook and corner in Zaun after he had created the seeming miracle that was 'Shimmer'.

Silco low-dosed himself daily with the shimmer, while he sold it out in large batches to interested parties around the world, not caring or asking much of their intentions with the monster drug. Silco sought out entire control of not just all of Zaun, but also all of Piltover, to show Vander that he were the mightier of the two. What had kept Silco grounded were two very special people in his life, his beloved, Tiny, and their adopted daughter, Jinx.

Tiny paced the familiar room of Silco's office, making conversation with Jinx who sat up on the supports of the roof, the both of them waiting for the same man, who they both expected to be angry. Displeased at best, they hoped. Just as Jinx was to begin telling Tiny of one of her latest inventions, the door slammed open and shut quickly, Silco angrily huffing with each breath as he dropped into his chair. He poured himself a glass of whisky, downing it just as quickly as he had poured, hardly noticing the approaching figures before him.

He turned the leather chair, his mismatched eyes meeting the dark brown ones of his beloved man, as he sat on the right armchair, fingers brushing through his salt-and-pepper hair with such softness that had Silco almost melting on the spot. The soft silence was broken as Jinx dropped down from the ceiling to sit on the desk, her pink eyes trained curiously on Silco, asking a question that didn't need to be spoken.

"...Firelights, again. Nothing like the airship incident, but its none the less upsetting. I lose good fucking business when they interfere with my shipments. Having to double the production of shimmer just to make up for what they destroyed"

Tiny sighed almost fondly, glancing to see Jinx staring back at him expectantly with the syringe of shimmer in hand, the man nodding gently in response, nudging Silco's head from his shoulder. A momentary shout of pain left Silco's lips, along with indiscernible curse words. He waved off Jinx, instructing her to lock the door on her way out. Silco waited a moment, hearing the soft click of the door lock, before finally and entirely melting into the arms of his dearest one.

"I have missed you every second we have been apart. Today has been less than satisfactory"

"You are here now. The day's previous hours no longer matter"

Tiny listened to Silco's words, responding with his own after, as he sat fully on the man's lap, letting him calm down and be as weak as he needed to be. The couple said nothing, preferring to rather just enjoy the rare silence and bask in the company the other offered. Tiny knew it was a rare moment for Silco to be so vulnerable, infront of him or not, but in the moments like this, it meant the whole world.

Silco's head rested where Tiny's collarbone went into the shoulder blade, inhaling a scent that was uniquely him, a soft yet dark woody scent, the utmost beautifully subtly scent of lavender mix with the musky scent of burning firewood, and the scent of the undercity that everyone carried with them. For even just that moment, it was only them in the world, they could finally just be and not have to put up a front of survival, they could just be weak in each others presence. Every moment they had like this was a moment deeply cherished, these moments rarely seen for them, and it was what kept Silco going for this long.

"I have many long thoughts about you my darling. I think that I am undeserving of a man such as yourself. You have watched me becoming this monster. This disfigured... creature, and you still love me all the same as those years ago." Silco's voice was softer than he himself could ever remember it being, but Tiny's presence often did that to him.

For a moment or three, Tiny was silent as he too inhaled the scent that was uniquely Silco. A distinct sharpness from his cigars, the burn of alcohol, a rather expensive cologne, as like himself, the familiar musk of the undercity.

"...We unfortunately were dealt the worst cards in the entire deck. Life has never been kind to us, not while living here, no matter how much you try. You rebuilt yourself Silco, you became new again in a place where it is so hard to be new. You took your cards of life, and made them something extraordinary. I truly think you are the only person in all of Zaun to have so successfully pulled off the creation of shimmer."

For only a brief moment, Silco softened more in the other man's arms, but he did not let that side show for too long. There were still parts of him he wasn't ready to let Tiny see, and he didn't know if they would ever be seen. After yet another brief silence, Tiny poured another glass of whisky and handed it towards Silco.

"Finish this, forget about work, forget about shimmer. Forget about all of that. Call Jinx and maybe even Sevika over and... I'll make the lot of us food. It may not be the best thing you've ever tasted, but it will be food. I promise"

A soft chuckle brushed past Silco's lips, the warm air softly tickling the skin of Tiny's neck, as he slipped from Silco's lap and made way for the door, Silco's voice stopping him for only a moment.

"For you, I would do anything. I would even set fire to this whole world."

[the-spindly-lady-faith]

we going fresh

everything on my this blog has been deleted. i am honestly sad i did it but i promise to the people i met during 2020 when this was a roleplay based blog from the "faith" trilogy game, im glad i met all of you, especially someone certain who should know who he is. youre pretty damn cool man despite being on the other side of the damn country.

should this blog or one of my others become a roleplay based account again, i think that would be really fun and cool, and it would be cool to branch out and possible be friends with other people.

for now, i cannot promise even a semi-consistent uploading schedule for fanfics n shit but they will one day come back and i will post as i feel the motivation to do so. i am still open to taking fanfic requests for a good big chunk of fandoms, which i will make a list of in a later post. my motivation has been out the window for years and considering im supposed to start college in january next year but who knows.

idk what im gonna do with my two other blogs just yet but i'll figure it out eventually and keep ya'll updated.