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uraveragelonelyhuman · 1 year

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Arcane S/O Seeing Reader With A Child

EKKO

Ekko didn't really think about kids

He didn't really have time, he had you and he needed to think about the firelights

So the topic of kids never came up

And you both were still barely adults yourself, so there was time

But he always did love seeing you playing with the kids in the hideout

Thought it was nice and that you brought them something they missed

The kids loved you, you would play with them all the time

Ekko would watch all the time, joining in sometimes as you all ran around like mad men

Every kid there was a little joy to you all

But two stuck out from the rest

Jamie and Lena

They were 6 years old twins

They were taken off the streets, their parents abandoned them.

They were terrified, the masks scared them and so did the hoverboards

But they clung to you as you reminded them of their older sister they had lost

And they loved Ekko, they thought he provided comfort and safety for them

Which was rare

And both you and Ekko loved them back

And Ekko didn't know what it was, but seeing you taking care of them made him just fall in love all over again

Ekko walked out the dark tunnel, coming back from a mission as he waved bye to his friends and walked over to the tree.

He stopped for a minute, meeting up with Scar as he waved at his little niece his friend held.

"Where's Y/n?" Ekko asked, Scar was about to answer before Ekko heard laughing. It was yours, but mixed in with some others.

He turned around, confused before his eyes caught your hoverboard zipping past him.

He watched as you stood on the hoverboard, Jamie hugging your waist as you tossed Lena in the air.

The girl laughed, falling down as you turned the corner and went back for her, catching her in your arms.

You placed her in front of you, the girl sitting on the board and holding in as you let Jamie hop on your back.

The boy laughed as you did tricks on the board, circling the tree and going upside down, sometimes even sideways and almost tipping you all over.

You finally came down from the air, laughing as Jamie stumbled off the board while giggling.

You picked up Lena, the girl blowing your messed up hair out your face as you laughed.

You tickled thw girl's stomach, the small one laughing as she tried to fight you off. Jamie then came running at your leg, clinging to it as you laughed.

"Jamie!" You yelled, lifting up your leg as he laughed and clung on.

You eventually stumbled to the floor, holding Lena in your lap as Jamie stood up and hugged your neck.

Ekko watched with a fond smile, tilting his head a bit as he watched you all giggling like a small family. How did he get so lucky?

You looked at him, making eye contact and smiling as you waved him over. Jamie and Lena saw, smiling as they ran up to Ekko and almost tackled him to the ground.

Ekko picked them up, one on each arm as you came walking over. You gave him a kiss on the cheek, rolling your eyes as Jamie and Lena made exaggerated gagging noises.

Ekko laughed, smiling at all three of you.

He was really lucky, he had guy guys.

Vi loved you, because of how sweet and snarky you were

You first met her when you guys were young

You were around her age, 15

She was running around the lanes, looking for Powder

She had run off, saying she was going to a friends house but she wasn't with Ekko

And Powder didn't have any friends

So Vi went looking for her

And she found her

But with you, the girl was on your back as you listened to her rambling

You were smiling, joking with her sister when everyone would usually ignore the small girl except Vi

So she was grateful you were so nice to her sister

That's what initially drew her to you

But you were always sweet to anyone

Especially kids

She wasn't used to anyone being so sweet, especially in the lanes and to kids

She also never really got why people valued kids so much and wanted gehm so bad in the Undercity

It was always chaos, she didn't think she would ever have to care for anyone but herself after what happened the night everyone died

Until she found you again, but you had someone with you

Vi sat in your guys' apartment, on the couch as she felt her joints crack after walking around all day. And getting into a few small fights, not that they would ever tell you.

She looked up, hearing the door hinges creaking as the door opened and heard your voice.

"We're back!" You called out, Vi smiling as she heard the small pattering of feet against the hardwood floors. In came Violet, your daughter.

When Vi had found you, you worked at the brothel. You got into some things after it all happened, found a douche guy and got pregnant.

You didn't love the guy, just after Vi left or died as you thought you wanted to feel love again.

But you didn't, you ended up trying to replace her but you couldn't replace the irreplaceable.

And he left, and when Violet was born you gave her the name of the one you lost. Vi was happy, but also shocked when she met your daughter.

Violet was happy to meet the pink haired woman her mother talked so much about, loving Vi before she had even met her.

Violet jumped on the couch, into Vi's lap as Vi smiled at her and ruffled her hair. "How's your day been?" She asked, messing with the clip in Violet's hair she had done that morning.

"Good, mama got me candy!" Violet smiled, looking up at Vi, holding the candy up as the woman nodded her head.

"She wouldn't stop begging for it." You laughed, sitting on the other side of Vi as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.

"Sounds eventful." She chuckled, kissing the side of your head as Violet climbed off her lap.

She laid down on her back, her head in Vi's lap now as she rambled on about your guys' day and offering Vi her candy.

Vi smiled, enjoying every moment. She loved these, eventually you all drifted off to sleep, in your own small world. She loved her little family.

Hopefully Aunt Jinx will visit soon, she hadn't seen her niece in a week. The longest she had been without Violet.

JINX

Jinx only knew you after a few years of her transformation from Powder to Jinx

You worked for Silco

Not a hitman or anything, he hired you to watch after Jinx

Essentially a bodyguard

Jinx hated it

She tried to get rid of you in as many ways that she could think of

She hated being watched over, like a child, it reminded her of Vi

And she hated thinking of Vi

Her big sister who left her

And you hovering over 24/7 like a babysitter, like Vi did, made her hate you

She wanted to get rid of you, she did it before she could do it again

So she followed you one night to your apartment

Wasn't the best but she was confused once you didn't go home after being let go from your shift

She followed you, freezing upon what she saw

You were knelt down in front of a small child

Then she heard the little one, no older than four years old saying "Sissy"

She froze, she finally understood why you reminded her of Vi

Because in a way, you were Vi, the older, protective sister

She stood in her place even after you left with your little sister

After that day she didn't hate you anymore

You were confused at that, thinking she was planning something

But after time went on you just accepted it

Jinx was actually nice to you, well the best Jinx could

And after a long time, you started dating

She loved it

But she never spoke about your sister, you told her about the kid but she never really brought it up unless you did

She thought she would never have to meet her

But she was wrong

"Hey, Jinx!" You called out, Jinx waving over her shoulder as she worked at her desk.

She smiled, hearing your voice but sat up confused when she heard another pair of footsteps with yours.

She heard a small giggle, freezing a bit as she turned around on her chair to see you walking over to her with your sibling on your back.

"Sorry, S/n can't be left alone until I can drop her off with Sevika." You apologize, the small girl peeking over your shoulder at Jinx.

Jinx slowly nodded her head, hesitant and a bit uncomfortable around the child. She didn't hate her, she just didnt wanna mess anything up and had never really been around children.

"Hi, Miss Jinx!" Your little sister smiled, sliding off your back and bouncing up to the woman.

"...Hi?" Jinx waved, staring at the girl as she tilted her head. Why wasn't she scared of her? Her name was pretty well known for chaos.

"What's this?" Nani asked, picking up a bomb off the desk and poing at the pin as your eyes widened.

"Nani-" you were cut off though by Jinx taking the bomb quickly from your sister.

She gave a small giggle, nervous a bit but finding humour in the situation.

"Maybe not that one," she stated, humming as she looked on her desk before her eyes lit up.

"Here! Play with this!" She laughed, stuffing a remote into your sister's hand as she looked at it curiously. "What's this?" She asked, pointing at a button.

"Press it!" Jinx beckoned her, your sister smiling and pressing the button causing yellow, pink and blue sparks to fly all over the room.

Your sister looked up at the sparks, her eyes reflected with the lights as she jumped up and down with excitement.

"Again! Again!" She smiled, Jinx nodding her head and standing up as she took the small girl in her arms.

"Forget Sevika! You're stuck with me now!" She laughs, your sister nodding her head as she wrapped her arms around her neck. You smiled at them.

Walking up to them you gave Jinx a kiss on the cheek, the girl smiling as your sister pushed your face away from her.

"No! Mine now." She stated, hugging Jinx closer to her as Jinx's face grew smug. You shook your head, smiling.

Jinx was happy for now, she was content at this moment. Your sister wasn't so bad. Hopefully she would ruin it.

CAITLYN

Caitlyn liked kids

She thought they were adorable with a lot of curiosity

They reminded her of herself when young

She also had a younger sister she would take care of

It was to help her parents and because she loved her little sister

Her name was Briana, she was nine years old

Her parents had her when she was a bit older

She didn't mind though

She also met you after you had found her sister when she got lost

She thanked you heavily as she was worried to death for the girl

When you guys started dating her sister was around a lot

She at first didn't know what you thought of it, she was sorta nervous

But you never said anything about it

So she thought you liked her sister

But she always was bugged never having confirmation

Until one day she found you guys asleep

Caitlyn sighed, opening the door to your guys' apartment and hooked her coat over the rack hook.

She rolled her shoulders, sighing as she felt her shoulder pop. She went towards the hall, confused to where you were because she would usually be met with you as soon as she came home.

She got to your guys' bedroom, opening the door before freezing in the door frame.

She smiled after a moment, seeing the sight of her sister curled up on your side as you had an arm around her.

The blanket covering you guys was thrown half off the bed, both of you leaning against the headboard.

She shook her head, leaning against the door frame as she admired your sleeping face.

How did she get so lucky?

SEVIKA

She had a kid of her own

Sienna, she was four years old, she never planned on kids but somehow she ended up with one

But she never regretted her daughter

She loved her and she would do anything for her

That's why she was so stand offish towards you when you were first hired by Silco

Her daughter always hung around her while working

It was because her daughter hung around the bar a lot with her while she worked

It was because she knew she could give her the best protection, better than anyone else

But you got closer to Sevika

Not on your own, but because of Sienna

Sevika's boots thud against the wood of the stairs going down to the last drop. She had talked to Silco just now, a new mission was coming up and she had to go.

She hated those. She had to find someone to watch Sienna because even if she wanted to stay with her, she couldn't because this one was too dangerous.

She finally got to the last steps, looking around the bar. It was a slow day, nobody really coming in except for a few people. She finally heard the small giggle of her daughter.

Her giggle mixed in with the music in the bar and the stragglers of the bar's conversations.

She shook her head, a small smile gracing her features. A smile only for her daughter, she heard footsteps on the wood, confused as she looked up and saw Sienna.

But she wasn't alone, in the middle of the room you were with her.

She was on your hip, you spinning her around and dipping her to the music as her little carefree giggle melted her mothers heart.

You then set her down, twirling her around and crouching down to let her spin you the best she could.

Sienna then looked at Sevika, her eyes visible lighting up as she saw her mother. She smiled, waving her mom over as Sevika hesitated before walking over.

You looked at Sevika surprised, smirking at the woman as you silently held a hand out to her. She scoffed amusedly, taking the challenge and taking your hand as she spun you once.

You laughed. "Wow, Sevika knows how to dance?" You teased, the woman rolling her eyes and shaking her head with her own, dumb smirk on her face.

Sienna giggled, her plan had worked. She saw the way her mama looked at you. And she loved you too.

She threw herself full force at you and hugged your waist.

You laughed as you bent down and swayed back and forth with her. The girl on the tips of your feet as you helped her follow your step.

Sevika watched, amused. Her eyes follow you and her daughter with an unfamiliar feeling in her chest.

Maybe you would watch Sienna for her. Would give her a chance to talk to you more.

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sivyera · 9 months

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Dating Ekko but Vi has a crush on you...

so let's start from the beginning (from the start it's kinda boring ngl)

you, ekko, powder and vi (also with mylo and claggor before their death) were childhood friends

but after vander's, mylo's and claggor's death, after silco took jinx under his wing and after vi was put in jail, everything change

you didn't saw ekko or anyone else for a long time, so you were alone

but one night after many years, firelights found you and kinda kidnap you if i can call it like that

you had a bag over your head so you couldn't see anything, but you heard someone walking around you

that someone took the bag off your head, she squinted at the light and then you saw a person with and owl looking mask?

you frowned and you switched to defense mode, asking questions like who is he, what he want, etc..

the person didn't say anything and took off his mask slowly

you gasped when you saw ekko, but now he wasn't as cute as he was when he was a lil kid, he was hot

he released you out of handcuffs and you immediately hugged him, he hugged you back

well after that you talked for hours, telling each other what happened etc

ekko showed you what he built over those years and you loved it

and you loved it to the point that you become a firelight and you were ekko's right hand (but don't tell scar;))

and after few months you two started dating

so ekko now captured vi and had a 'little' talk with her and when they went to release caitlyn from her handcuffs, you were there

you were standing in front of caitlyn giving her some food so she can get a bit energy

vi didn't recognize you at start but when you turn to face her she was amazed, you change a lot

you walked towards her or that what she thought

you walked towards ekko, who was sitting next to her, you bend down to give him a kiss on his forehead

when you bend to kiss him, vi and caitlyn could perfectly see your ass, which made caitlyn blush and vi smirk

vi liked you for a long time but she didn't really thought about love when she was a kid

but when she realized you're dating ekko, ohoho she didn't like it a bit

she was jealous, like a lot but she could hide it well (that what she thought)

she thought that she was better partner for you, she was older and stronger, etc

she tried to restore her relationship with you, because she didn't see you for years, so ekko didn't mind at first

but ekko isn't stupid and he notice that vi is more touchy with you and she is always checking you out

so he became jealous as well

so whenever vi was nearby, he put his arms around your waist or kiss you

vi just rolled her eyes but inside she was furious

vi flirted with you, a lot

sometimes her and ekko get into a fights because of you, but nothing serious just vi picking up on ekko telling him tha you deserve someone mature or a real (wo)man

vi makes fake scenarios in her head when she sees you and ekko kissing, hugging or just holding hands, imagining that she was at ekko's place

ekko would sometimes complain when you two cuddle or are alone that vi is looking at you too much and that you gave her too much attention, i have to admit that he is also kinda insecure that you will leave him, but he just loves you with his whole heart

she would also stare at you, just admiring your beaty and ekko didn't like it, like he agree with her that you are beautiful, but you were his and his only

when he gets more jealous or just overwhelmed with things, he would fuck you all night, make you moan his name for vi to hear and he would mark your neck with hickeys for vi to see them the next day (yk let her know who you belong to)

it kinda affect their friendship because vi is stubborn and she can't give up or take a hint

and ekko definitely wouldn't give you to her, you are everything to him

I hope you like it guys, I thought this would be cool idea and in my head it seemed like it but rn idk how to feel about it:)

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x-reader-things · 7 months

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omg bro i’ve been actuallly dying for someone to do buff!reader x arcane characters headcanons - i’ve been working hard at the gym so i’d love to see it pay off with my fav characters pretty please !!

Hello! Thank you for requesting!!

I didn’t really get all of the characters on my list like I wanted to, so I just did Vi, Caitlyn, and Ekko. I lost motivation part of the way through and then Star Wars Rebels brainrot got to me and then I didn’t know what else to write, so this will have to to for now. I hope it’s alright.

I hope you enjoy too!! :DDD

“Look at you!”

Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko x Buff!Reafer [separate - could be perceived as either romantic or platonic]

Summary ; In which training hard gets their attention.

Requested? ; Yes

Warnings ; None

Word Count ; 831

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Vi is pretty buff in her own right as well as you.

I mean c'mon, we've seen her in a tanktop. We've seen her back muscles and arm muscles.

All that time running around the Undercity and keeping herself busy while she was still locked up in prison really paid off.

And while you didn't exactly have the time to train in a jail cell, you certainly did when helping Ekko with the Firelights. You helped him build, and train others since the start of it all.

You both knew each other before everything that happened with Vander and Powder - Jinx - Powder? Whatever she went by nowadays - and Milo and Claggor. You weren't as buff back then like you were now. So when Vi met you again years later after Ekko let her see the Firelight hideout properly, she was pleasantly surprised.

"Look at you!", she had said in quiet astonishment.

"Look at me.", you said back with a smile. She draws you in for a hug. You both squeeze each other tightly. It's been... a long time.

"You filled out well", Vi comments softly in your ear.

"I wanted to be strong like you were", you tell her. "Plus the muscles look amazing on me. Lotta hard work to look like this."

"Well your hard work really paid off - seriously, look at you!" She pulls back, looking at you up and down, eyes roving over the muscles you had toned for months now in endearment. "You're not wrong, they look great on you."

Caitlyn

Caitlyn has had training herself as an enforcer. She's toned herself, but lean all the same.

The muscles are still visibly there, though, of course.

Now you, on the other hand? Buff. Bigger muscles, more sculpted but not to the point of what looks to be like dehydration. You've been working for them for months.

Years, even, at this point.

You weren't an enforcer by any means, but you were consistent in visiting the gym that Caitlyn usually trains at. That's how the two of you met, afterall.

Training in the gym.

One of the days you were both there, she was spotting you on one of the newer equipment that the gym had recently gotten. Courtesy of Caitlyn using her nobility status for personal gain.

And using friend privileges with Jayce who worked with the Piltoven council.

She was watching you as you worked, and her eyes caught onto the muscle she's seen you make yourself over the years.

Thinking back on it, she never really paid too much attention to the changes. It was gradual. She was already used to how buff you looked now, and however you looked before - which was probably still buff, but not as nearly as much as now.

She hummed with a proud look, patting your shoulder when you got off the equipment. "Sometimes I forget how hard you really work. Let’s go take a break and get some water. And maybe some lunch. I'll pay."

You can read through the lines when she gives your shoulder a squeeze. And you caught the way her eyes glanced over you. She was really proud of you, wasn't she?

"Lunch sounds perfect."

Ekko

You’ve been training with Ekko and the rest of the firelights for years at this point.

Well, it’s been seven years, but still years nonetheless.

Your progress was gradual, subtle in the ways that Ekko was already used to you being buff, much like you with him.

He was buff as well, much like you were. But as said before, you both trained together with the firelights. It was normal to see him the way he was, the way he was determined to stay strong - in more ways than one - and disrupt Silco’s horrible Shimmer business and regime in Zaun.

But much like with Caitlyn, sometimes he notices your gains in strength.

How your training has paid off.

You’d be just moving boxes of supplies for everyone in the hideout with him, ranging from medical supplies and medicines, foods and stuff for drinks, and parts for whatever Ekko and a couple of the other engineers create. Even extra toys and supplies for all the other kids you guys kept safe in the Hideout.

And after setting a box onto a pile in the supply room, Ekko glances in your direction, and just stares for a bit, resting his elbow against a metal shelf in the room. A smile ends up pulling at the corners of his mouth, even more so when you notice him looking at you.

“Everything good over there?”, you ask, raising a brow. You turn away and pick up another, smaller box, and stretch up to put the container someplace higher.

“Yeah.”, he chuckles lightly, turning back to the shelf. He pushed a couple of boxes to the side, making room for another. “Everything’s good.”

He doesn’t say it verbally, but the glint in his eyes do.

You look good, and you work hard.

He was proud.

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piggycyberwarrior · 7 months

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Shallow Eyes

warnings: frustration, breakup, lies, crying, not proofread

love y'alllll have a nice day

It was late.

The dark blue and black sky comforted you, as you sat there, admiring the stars. They always shine and you liked to imagine that they smile at you. As if nothing could make them shine any dimmer.

Not like your eyes.

He broke you mentally. The red streaks on your face long forgotten, too tired to cry his name and shout and yell- shout and yell and shout

And bawl your eyes out.

Your body covered with your favorite blanket- full of holes and some old' stains.

You didnt cared at this point.

You looked at the stars, hoping their bright light would reflect in your dead looking eyes- make them look warm and shiny again. But of course that isnt how things work.

Your pain clouded mind could only think of one thing.

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you."

of course you wouldn't say that outloud, fearing to break down again- into a sobbing mess in your bathroom- curses leaving your mouth.

'I don't love you anymore'

Your heart clenched, teeth biting down on your lip, starring down onto your hand.

'Why?'

you laughed tiredly. You are so pathetic. You thought, rubbing your hands over your face while grumbeling. You knew you must have looked stupid while asking him that.

'Do you love somebody else?'

You remembered your shallow breathing, not daring to imagine his answer- deep down- deep down you knew it.

You let your fist smash into the table in frustration. You gave him everything you had.

'Yes. I love her.'

he had answered with no emotion, not reacting as your face went blank in comformation. Hands shaking- now and back then.

'out'

was the only thing you could say as your heart was twisting in pain. Corner of your eyes prickling uncomfortably.

He went away after that, not saying goodbye not looking back

"Did you mean it?" his best friend asked, takin' in the sight of his shattered friend. Eyes red, matching his nose.

"Hell no." he croaked, brushing his wrist over his mouth, sob wrecking through his body.

His heart broke into thousands- no- millions of pieces, as he saw you cry when he left you alone.

"You did the right thing." his friend said, comforting him while patting his back affectionately.

"Really?" he said with a shiver in his voice, doubting his decision. Eyes shallow and dead- matching yours.

"She is save now." his friend insisted, sad seeing him suffer. he had never seen him so demolished. broken.

Shallow.

He wanted to keep you safe. But is it worth it the heartache?

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radbirdtheorist · 4 months

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I feel like writing soooo give me some requests please if you can,no matter what race,size,religion or sexuality,I’ll make it

(And no mater how kink it is)

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darklcy · 2 years

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Hola!Can I request an arcane headcanon where the reader who has a habit of playing with their own hair?And what would be the arcane characters reaction to it?Ty!

THIS IS SO-AHHH

.: arcane masterlist :.

𝐟𝐭 -> 𝐯𝐢, 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐱, 𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐧, 𝐞𝐤𝐤𝐨, 𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫

°𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 °

my heart. as we all know, she’s not accustomed to physical affection as much as she should be, seeing how the only physicality that flew her way for the past few years had been a series of beatings.

and being so stubborn, she absolutely denies being touch starved

so the first time you touched her hair she just. froze

she’d been at the kitchen table wrapping her arms up when you found her, giving her a sleepy grin and moving to stand behind her chair to watch

“hey there,” she grinned at you.

you hummed. “g’morning.”

nonchalantly, your fingers grazed through the pink strands in the direction the spiked bangs laid, eyes staring off in thought

vi instantly looked up. she didn’t say anything at first, initially expecting you to stop

but you just kept going

she awkwardly clears her throat. “uh, whatcha’ doin there…?”

you blink a few times. “oh sorry. force of habit..”

your fingers stop their movements and she frowns.

“oh.. well, i mean…if you wanna keep doing it, i mean..you can.”

you grin again and continue the action, earning a deep sigh from her.

this becomes a regular occurrence from then on between you two. either vi will lay herself on your lap or rest her head on your chest, but always you running your fingers through her scalp.

and almost every single time she drifts to sleep. and then you do, too

JINX

on the complete opposite side, it didn’t take long for you to realize jinx was not opposed to affection at all.

in fact, she was usually the one initiating it! with koala-bear embraces or poking your shoulder or bumping your head with hers, etc etc.

so you didn’t really think too much of it when you played with her hair the first time

you approached her at her work desk with a happy smile, jinx throwing back her head to greet you before going back to whatever it was she was messing with

“what are you working on?”

“hmm.. just some stuff. you knoww.”

before she could go further into detail your hands sifted up and down her braids, twirling the ends around the tips of your fingers

when she felt the slight tugging sensation she paused and lifted her goggles to peer at you.

you were too in your thoughts to notice her giggling.

“having fun there, tink?”

“what was that?”

she raised a brow and looked at her braid laying in your hand which caused you to laugh.

“ah, my bad. it’s a habit of mine.”

she giggles again and goes back to her desk. she’s not like vi where she absolutely adores the feeling, it’s kind of more just a thing that happens every now and then that she goes along with

EKKO

no because how can you resist he’s got the coolest hair ever

i picture him as pretty introverted when it comes to affection, it takes a lot of trust and time to open up to someone seeing how he’s lost a lot in his life

it’d have to be pretty long into the relationship before he ever drops his full guard around you, and when he finally grows accustomed to pda is when you touched his hair for the first time

“hey. they said they’ll be ready to head out in 10.” you called out to him from the doorway.

ekko gave you a brief glance and grunted. “got it. just gotta finish this up.”

you trudged over to where he was sat on his mattress, an open journal and pencil in hand.

“what are you doing?”

“..journaling. writing down thoughts about tomorrow, and the future. it helps clear my head.”

you hummed while sitting on your knees beside him, fingers moving to twist the ends of his dreads.

he chuckled. “what are YOU doing?”

you paused. “ah. it’s a habit, i do it without thinking sometimes.”

he closes his journal and bashfully looks away.

“well, it’s…not a bad habit.”

very sweet about it, and gets super embarrassed about it every time you compliment or care for his hair afterwards

CAITLYN

as we transition to topside, caitlyn i feel has experienced tender affections before

maybe not so much now as an adult, but growing up her mother would style or brush her hair every now and then, and she didn’t realize how much she missed the feeling until you did it to her

her hair was a bit tangled after a day’s work, you noticed, after laying in bed with her for a couple minutes

she was preoccupied with reading a new novel, while you stared at the blue locks framing her face

“how’s your book going?”

she scoffed. “pretty interesting, actually. the knight has just torn up the city searching for his soon-to-be-bride, but the bride’s actually the one who ran away from him in the first place.”

she lightly shook her head. “sometimes these characters are so dramatic, but still entertaining.”

you laughed while raising a finger to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, the tip of your finger lingering in her scalp a bit longer

caitlyn peered at you through the corner of her eye.

“are you staring..?”

you blinked a few times and grinned. “maybe. but it’s also a habit of mine to play with hair, sorry bout that.”

she cleared her throat. “no need to apologize.. it felt nice, actually.”

your grin grew wider as you sat up to play with her hair more properly. as the night stretched on, caitlyn felt herself leaning more and more into your touch.

every now and then, you’ll experience the more tender, soft moments with her like this one, and they always leave the most impact in your heart

VIKTOR

sweet, sweet, man

so touch starved and deprived of love he wants to be held so bad i just know it

of course, the moments he desperately craves breaths of release and relief is when he’s overworked in his lab

dark circles under his eyes, notes scattered on the desk, body aching

one night he didn’t come home at the usual time, hence the reason for you stumbling into his lab unannounced

he was barely awake in his chair, upper body leaning on the desk and eyes starting to close

“i think it’s time for bed, hun.” you calmly spoke while weaving your fingers through his messy hair

he sighed at the feeling while sitting back up. “..you might be right about that.”

you smiled as you stared at his notes, mindlessly reading them all. you didn’t notice the way viktor leaned his weight onto your hands caressing his scalp, eyes closed yet again

your fingers stilled. “oh, sorry, i didn’t realize i was still doing that.”

he shook his head.

“no, i enjoy it..feels nice after a day like today.”

it took a while for you to get him to leave the lab following the interaction

viktor refused to fall asleep without you playing with his hair first after that night. even if it’s to relax for just a couple minutes, he comes to you for the relief of stress

A/N: for some reason, every time i typed this request out on my computer it kept deleting, so i wrote this on my phone so hopefully the layout isn’t too weird!! hope you enjoyed :)

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liyawritesss · 11 months

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Hi! Hope you having a great day, do you still taking Arcane request. If so can you do a Ekko x GN reader where the two of them having really bad fight then the reader said they should take a break of this relationship and left the Firelight place. Didn't come back for a while. Both of them regret that decision but they too stubborn to said it.

It's been a week since that fight, the reader was a mechanic. They trying to fix something for a friend but ran out of things to fix, so the reader go out to find some supply. At that time the firelight was out fighting Silco's people, At first the reader choose to ignored but notice Ekko got injured from one of the guys that when the reader run out to help Ekko and the firelight beating those bad guys.

After a while helping Ekko get back to the try to make the wound better. The reader about to leave, returning to their work place. But Ekko pulling back, want to make up the fight before and didn't want their relationship to end like that. The reader apologize about that fight and they make up!

(You can make it a little drama like having a boy or girl got too comfy with Ekko or not your choice! Angst at the beginning then fluff in the end and sorry if my grammar bad, English isn't my first language)

ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ɪᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ; ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ

Pairing: Arcane!Ekko x Black!Fem!Firelight!Reader

Type: Fic

Word Count: 5.0k

Synopsis: When a minor mistake leads a stakeout mission astray, Ekko’s choice of words has you wondering where his emotions for you lie. It becomes apparent that even after seven years, the toic of discussion is one that still cuts deep for the both of you.

Warnings: cursing, show-accurate violence, mentions of drugs and drug-use (shimmer), mentions of guns & explosions, mentions of injuries

A/N: havent written for my man in a hot minute so thank you for this request! Absolutely adore Ekko, and while I think this could be way better, i know if I mess with it it wont be as good as I want it to be lmao. Sooooo here it is, hope you enjoy! Song Inspiration: “Devil Doesn’t Bargain”, “Boy in the Bubble”, and “Let Me Down Slowly” by Alec Benjamin, “lovely” by Billie Eilish ft. Khalid, “Broken Clocks” by SZA, “like that” by Bea Miller

Tags: @writingintheshadowsforever @mbakuetshurisprincess @verachii @cafehyunji @lulu-network @babyboiboyega @badass-dora-milaje @vander-affectionate @evermorewest

The air that surrounded the Firelight soldiers as the squad returned to the hideout could be described as something akin to tension.

It was heavy, weighing on the soldiers shoulders as the squad of five hung their battle wear and accessories in their respective cubbies for housing. No one dared to speak, for fear that the unbridled temper that was thinly veiled by their leader’s quiet demeanor would be unleashed if a word was spoken into the unanimously agreed upon silence.

It was thick, evident in the way the squad members pushed through the hot and sticky summer air to hang their belongings. The hesitance slowed their movements, careful not to cause any abrupt disturbances in the carefully crafted momentum that would guarantee the three other squad members precise escape from the gear room and into the open clearing of the sanctuary, where although the air was still blazing hot, it was better to breathe than the air inside, looming with hostility.

Three would find their escapes successful, returning to their individual rooms to release the stress that had settled in their muscles from the night's events. And although they had escaped the worst of it, something still lingered in their stomachs as the distance between them and the last two remaining squad members in the gear room grew.

It wasn’t just tension. It was apprehension.

White locs were dirtied with gunpowder and sweat, a thin layer of it also coating his dark cacao skin. A deep frown makes its way onto the leader’s face, frown lines prominent on his forehead, thick nose scrunched in vexation. He leaned against a nearby table, arms swollen and toned with muscle folded across his chest as he stared at the woman before him. He was trying to calm himself, formulate the words he would say in a way that wouldn’t be regrettable, but as the events of the night continued to replay in his mind, he found his efforts nugatory.

It wasn’t just tension; it was apprehension.

He watched the woman before him take her precious time in putting up her gear. She wasn’t ignorant to the tension in the room. She wasn’t ignorant, but she knew the cause of it. She knew the reason why she was taking her time in stripping off her coat, making sure it hung on the right hook by the right tag. She knew the reason behind taking extra care in extracting her mask from her face, placing the facial ornament flat onto the floor of the cubby. She knew the reason why she was taking extra care in removing her gloves instead of ripping them off like normal.

It wasn’t just tension.

It was apprehension.

“So,” the leader’s voice echoes out into the room, the first vocal sound to do so outside of the rustle of clothing against wood and clacking of the same material against the frame of the cubby made from metal. His voice was deep, laced with madden, restrained, “wanna talk about what the fuck that was out there?”

“Nothing,” you responded, short and curt. You were biting your tongue, the both of you knew it. You were restraining yourself just as much as he was, “it was nothing-”

“Bullshit,” the white haired boy interjects, “you don’t do shit like that and call it ‘nothing’, (Y/N).”

He could see your jaw flexing, attempting to keep your mouth closed and your resolve intact as you stored away your last glove, closing the cubby door, all without looking at him.

“I’m not doing this with you.” You firmly announce. Your pair of feet that had been stuck in the same position finally followed your will to move as you turned to the doorway, preparing to leave the room.

“You don’t have a choice, Captain!”

His voice is booming, thunderous like a God, and it commands you to halt your movements. The use of your title makes you grit your teeth, a tight breath slipping past your lips in a gamble for reclaiming your composure.

The leader pushes himself from his leaning position, standing firmly on his own two feet, hands coming together in a prayer motion in front of his face to stifle the agitation in his voice he was sure to let slip.

“We had a plan,” he says securely, though ironic in the current situation, “we had a plan to track movement. We had a plan to solely track that shipment; why the fuck did you divert from the plan?”

This wasn’t just tension; it was apprehension.

“The fuck do you want me to say, Ekko?” You seeth through gritted teeth, slowly but surely turning to face the boy behind you. “What the fuck is there to say?”

There’s an intensity in the air that comes from the severity of the situation at hand. Both of you restraining yourselves from enacting a yelling match, attempting to prevent the inevitable; trying to remain civil for each other’s sakes. Because if anyone knew how badly this could end, it would be the both of you.

“I fucked up,” you admit, though that was already evident in the heated silence that followed the squad home, “I made a fucking mistake. Is that what you want to hear?”

“No,” Ekko answers imply, “no, that’s not what I want to hear. Because that’s bullshit, too.”

“Excuse me?” You scoff, your expression mixed with shock and disbelief. “How are you gonna tell me about what I did? You think I don’t know what a fucking mistake is-”

“That wasn’t no fucking ‘mistake’, (Y/N)!” Ekko interjects again, and it’s the subtlety of which he does so that begins to spark an ember in your core with him.

“We been in this game- we been together- for seven years, (Y/N),” the brown eyed boy continues, “seven fucking years. You think I don’t know your mistakes by now? You think I don’t know you?”

Of course he does, you think. Otherwise he wouldn’t be as angered as he is right now.

“I know what it was,” he proclaims, pointing at you in an accusatory motion “it was your head.”

“My head?” You reiterate, said limb on your body tilting to the side, a growing annoyance evident in your voice. “What about my head, Ekko?”

“You really gon’ make me say it out loud?”

“Yes, cuz I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”

It was a lie; you knew very well what he was referencing. You weren’t sure how it was so easy for such words to spill from your lips. Maybe it was because of the suddenness of this confrontation, despite knowing it was bound to happen. You’d played every plausible scenario of how this exact moment would play out, attempting to prepare yourself for Ekko’s questioning, and the inevitable argument that would take place. Maybe it was because you wanted him to hurry this charade along, despising his natural skill of dragging things on for far longer than what they needed to be.

“I have you as my sniper for a reason,” Ekko begins, “I have you as my second in command for a reason. Not because you’re the only person I’ve got left-” a fib of his own spills from his lips, but addressing it would not steer the conversation anywhere but in circles, “-not because you’re my fucking girlfriend, but because you proved that you could always hold a chill head. That you could take the orders given. That you could make the calls when I can't.”

“I’m sure you’ll get to a point eventually, Ek.” You scoff, refraining from rolling your eyes as he lectured you as if you were still children, holled up in an alleyway on the streets of the Undercity, hiding from enforcer soldiers.

“Whatever the fuck that was out there, was not a calm and chill head. So I need you to tell me,” Ekko steps closer, the sound of his combat boots echoing throughout the tattered walls of the gear room, “what did you see that knocked you off?”

“This is ridiculous, Ekko,” you profess, “what’re you gonna do if I don’t?” Take me off the tracking team? Demote me?”

Perhaps it wasn’t wise to say such daring words to the very leader of the rebellion you swore your life to. If there was anything about Ekko that was redeeming, it was his unyielding devotion to owning his title and standing on his word. And as he stands before you, an arms length away with chocolate brown irises blazing into yours with a fire so hot it could scorch your own fierce ones, there’s a gnawing at your stomach that tells you that he absolutely would.

“You think I won’t?”

Silence filled the already tension-thick atmosphere, seeping into the folds and making it all the more unbearable. You weren’t sure how long the two of you stared at each other in a battle of will, a common practice the two of you engaged in whenever a disagreement arised. Without an audience, the glares in exchange lasted for what felt like minutes, hours.

And Ekko wasn’t backing down.

“Are you serious?” You muttered through gritted teeth. “All this over a dumb mistake that will never happen again?”

“It was a mistake that could have costed us lives!” Ekko bellows once more, and if it weren't for it being the second time he had raised his voice, you may have flinched by the volume it had risen to. “We can’t afford to make mistakes, (Y/N) - especially with what we do - you know that more than anyone here!”

“And it wont happen again!” You declared, garnering agitation in your voice from having to repeat yourself more than you would like to.

“And how can I know that, (Y/N)!?” Ekko shouts, challenging your words once more, and it more than suggests to you that he doesn’t believe them. He knows you’re not telling him everything, and it irks him to his core.

You turn once again with a mission to leave, even getting your feet to start moving, but that doesn’t stop Ekko from continuing to speak his mind. “What’s so hard about telling me what you saw!?”

“How many times do I have to tell you that it was nothing?”

“You can tell me a thousand times and I still won’t believe you-” the white haired boy rebutted, “because this isn’t you, (Y/N)!”

You weren’t sure for how long your back and forth ensued. Countless minutes of shouting back and forth, overlapping words, pleas to come clean, pleas to forget. This kind of situation wasn’t unfamiliar territory for the two of you. Ekko had a lot of weight on his shoulders, a lot of trauma he hadn’t yet faced, that he had pushed deep down to never be addressed. You understood, because you related.

You both were there that night. You both witnessed the same act of monstrosity from the sworn enemy of your people’s leader. It was the very catalyst for the current occupation the both of you shared as leaders in a dwindling community, striving for peace and unadulterated existence while simultaneously fighting against the overwhelming clutch Silco’s grasp held on Zaun.

The woman you had become was because of that bastard's treachery and cruelty, who played a game that cost the lives of thousands. A woman of practicality, precision and calculated action. In this world there was very little room for emotion. Years ago, you wouldn’t gotten roughed up a little, but now, it got you a one-way ticket to the green, polluted waters of the desolate sewer system to be feasted on by the rats…and whatever other poor monstrosities that came from SIlco’s Shimmer.

Ekko knows this. Ekko knows all of it. Which is why he finds himself so frustrated that you won’t talk to him. It’s only in the midst of his grunting and growling that it clicks to him. A possibility as to why you acted out of such a practiced routine. Yet, he doesn’t know if he should rejoice about his revelation, or grow even more heated.

“You saw her.”

Three words that seemed to silence the world spilled from his lips in a breathy gasp. He knows he’s right when your lips come together in a tight line, and for the first time since the confrontation was initiated, your eyes divert from his.

You saw her.

“You saw her, didn’t you?” He asks, but is met with silence once again.

The topic of Jinx was always a sensitive one. Ekko may have been able to fool himself into detachment from the blue haired girl, shredding whatever hope he had left of recovering the old Powder who loved to go on runs with the two of you and made trinkets for your birthdays out of scrap metal and hard work. However, the same could not be said for you.

“(Y/N)-”

“So what if I did?” The rebuttal is sharp tongued and weighty, heavy with emotion, and Ekko knows what is inevitable to come.

“So what if I did see her, Ekko? What would you say?” You ask through gritted teeth, words strained as you feel the dam of emotions inside of you starting to overflow. “The same old shit you say all the time? That she’s gone and there’s no path of redemption for her? That she’s not worth saving?”

He’d never said such words aloud, but Ekko was guilty of thinking them, and to hear them verbalized tore open the same wound in his heart he’d patched up time and time again with each mention of the long lost friend.

“You may be able to let go, Ekko,” you grumble through gritted teeth, eyes watering over, and Ekko doesn’t know if its the sight of you crying or if it's the way the conversation has shifted that has him stilling, jaw clenched tightly, “but I can’t do that…I just can’t.”

And then, you left. And suddenly the unbearably thick summer air turned bitingly cold against Ekko’s skin as he watched you walk away. And as Ekko wipes down the length of his face, he knows there’s nothing much left for him to do but wait.

Wait until the air has become more bearable to breath. Wait until the tension has subsided. Wait until apprehension no longer clogs his stomach heavily, so that regrettable words would not be spoken.

“Hey, I’ll be back in a bit.”

“Going to the market?”

“Yeah. Your bike needs a rotator chain, I’m gonna see if I can find one on the west end.”

One week. Seven days. 168 hours since you’ve last seen Ekko.

“Be careful out there. Silco’s goons have been making rounds again, and they aren’t sparing anyone in these parts.”

You don’t remember leaving the sanctuary. You just remember waking up on your friends couch after, according to them, was a rough and stormy night. You probably blacked out after your screaming match with him, and had an overwhelming desire to just get away. Your friend’s place was the only spot safe enough for you to crash at until you got your head straight.

Though, after seeing what you saw, could you really expect to snap back in a mere few hours?

“I’ll be good. They won’t touch me if they know what’s good for them.”

You left the tiny home of your friend, clad in the same clothes you had left in and a jacket you were quick to grab from their wardrobe. They lived pretty high up above the marketplace - the homes of the residents of Zaun were built into the underside of the extravagant Piltover, where everything was dark, dank, and cold. Layers upon layers of makeshift apartments stacked on top of one another for conservation of what little space the undercity did have.

Your hand grabbed the pole of the crossbridge that led from the side your friend’s apartment was to the other, and with expert precision, you maneuvered your way down the several levels and layers of homes connected by bridges of wood, metal and concrete.

Memories of parkouring as a little girl began to flutter into your mind. How you loved to best Ekko, the self proclaimed ‘King of Parkour’, at his own game. How Powder would tag along with you because she wanted to be with her friends-

Fuck, you weren’t suppose to think about her.

You were thankful your feet met the ground before more thoughts of Powder filled your mind, because if you had still been swinging from pole to pole and jumping from wood to metal, you’d surely lose your balance and come falling down the rest of the way. It was the effect the past had one you; and an unfortunate one at that.

It’s as if the second you find landing and start to walk in the direction of the marketplace, your ears catch wind of commotion to your left. The muffled grunting and clamoring causes you to pause and turn, peering out of your hood to see what was happening.

You’d always been the one to answer a call to action, so there wasn’t much surprise when you found yourself inching closer to the alleyway of which was producing the concerning sounds. It had only been ingrained into you from your youth, and had become second nature in the wake of Silco’s reign. Having a knack for helping people was a blessing and a curse, and while it got you into more trouble than you would like, the favors that you’d stocked up on came in handy.

Approaching the alleyway closer you could make out two figures standing - Silco’s men, no doubt, given the way they dress and the horrible filth they speak. Then there’s a person on the ground, wearing green.

Green was the color of the Firelights, and so naturally, you assumed the worst.

With your ankle pressing against the small knife hidden in your boot, you knew what had to be done. You crouched down behind a stack of crates and whistled, catching one of the perp’s attention. As they approached your direction for inspection, in one quick motion, you slipped the knife from your boot, took hold of the perp’s arm and knocked him into the wall. The blade made itself a home in his neck, muffling any yell he would’ve mustered out.

By the time you were finished, the second perp had been taken care of as well by the victim they were cornering. Revealing yourself from behind the stack of crates, your worries had been confirmed when getting a closer look at the coat the other person was wearing.

It was indeed a Firelights coat - a deep forest green to blend in with the shadows but still be distinguishable. The Firelight had been injured it seemed, as they held their arm close and with care, wincing with every movement of it that was made.

“Hey,” you called out to them, advancing closer to them as you did so, “you alright? Where’s your partner? You know if you’re patrolling you gotta be in pairs-”

“(Y/N)!” The Firelight gasps out in relief, confusing you. “Lieutenant- you’ve gotta help us! We were outnumbered- a-and got split up, they jumped us!- from every corner, we didn’t see them coming-”

“Hey, hey, hey,” You quickly soothing, grounding the obviously frightened soldier with reassuring hands on their shoulder, guiding them to breathe, “you have to slow down for me, and breathe so you can clearly-”

“-a-and it’s Ekko- Ekko, he got hurt-”

And in that moment, your world slows, and there’s an instant pit in your stomach that comes from thinking the worst. If Ekko of all people got taken out of commission, whatever that was going on was serious.

“...okay,” you start after your shock passes over you. As if a switch in your brain is flipped, and now you’re in fight mode, “you need to take me to where you all split from. Now.”

Your voice is commanding and stern, leaving no room for discussion. The Firelight, still holding his arm, nods at your command. As the two of you leave, you pick up the weapon that the second perp had been carrying on his back; it wasn’t anything compared to your sniper gun, but it would have to do.

According to the Firelight, the mission was to stop one of Silco’s Shimmer transports to a hotspot location known for distribution of the drug. The normal prep for such a mission was done properly, but there was an underestimation of power in numbers on Silco’s end. What’s more, a certain blue haired girl decided to make her presence known as well, and her erraticness threw everyone off square. To save face, Ekko commanded everyone to split up.

Which meant Ekko was alone, and hurt, and probably wallowing in some form of guilt, and that could not do. A guilty Ekko was not a functional one.

“We were over there when the fight started,” said the Firelight as the two of you stood on top of a roof overlooking the distribution post, “when he made the call, I saw him go east in the direction of the Last Drop. The two other soldiers went west, and I ran south.”

Two large, burly men, littered with tattoos and hardened by the streets, guarded a small cart covered with blue metal barrels, a strip of thick translucent plastic going down the side, showing the bright magenta liquid inside. Four more paced around the small clearing area, seemingly on the lookout for someone.

Six men within a ten yard radius of each other. If you were right, that cart held about thirty gallons of Shimmer. Tests done on the drug proved that it was highly flammable, which normally meant that with your sniper gun, setting the scene ablaze would be easy. But with a mere regular shotgun in your possession, you’d need an extra boost.

“Look in your pouch for me,” you direct to the Firelight soldier, “do you got any of those spark pouches?”

The Firelight uses his good arm to fish in his thigh pouch, producing a small, red sack of gunpowder. “What’re you thinking, Lieutenant?”

“We need to take these guys out while destroying that shipment in the process,” you explain, pointing towards the triangular shape of trajectory between each of the guardsmen and the cart, “the spray of the Shimmer is about fifteen yards, which will cover more than enough of the ten yard radius those guys are in. I need you to throw that spark pouch right in between the two guards on my signal. When I shoot, it’s gonna be enough Shimmer spray to kill them…but we gotta move fast to avoid it.”

It wouldn’t have been the first time someone looked at you crazy for such a straightforward plan. You’d garnered many such stares since you first began in the Firelight ranks. There was a method to your madness, as Ekko would put it, and there had never been a reason for anyone to not trust your judgements or plans. Despite the Firelight’s initial questioning of the credibility of such a plan, there was no choice but for him to go along.

The two of you backed up as much as possible on the rooftop to make it easier for a clean getaway. Once in position, you pulled out the gun you had acquired earlier, checking the magazine for sufficient bullets. Then, you took aim at the center of the cart, inhaling a deep breath to steady your hand and focus your vision.

At one, the world began to slow when your aim focussed steadily.

At two, you prepared your wrist for the recoil that would shock your hand.

At three, the Firelight soldier threw the spark pouch with expert precision. Not a second later, the shot from your gun rung out.

The sight that Ekko wakes up to is a pleasant one compared to the week he’s had.

The sun is blinding through his makeshift sunroof. There’s a dull pain on his side, and a ringing in his ears that subsides the more his vision focuses. It’s a great contrast to what he thought he’d be seeing when he awoke, but he welcomes the feeling of home that washes over his being.

His eyes turn to his side where he sees you, sitting next to his bed. His jacket is thrown loosely over your shoulders, and in your hands, you twirl a piece of folded paper. His eyebrows furrow at the sight; he isn’t expecting you to be here with him.

Noticing that he’d woken up, you focus your attention on the injured man. The folded letter is placed on the crate that acts as a nightstand next to Ekko’s bed, and you lean forward onto the bed to get closer to him. His hair is disheveled, locs splayed everywhere on his pillow and on his face. His abdomen is bandaged tightly, yet even the white gauze leaves little to the imagination. And the sun shines on his cocoa colored skin, contrasting against your own as you slip his larger hand into your own.

You needed to feel him, and be thankful that he was here.

“Hey, you,” Ekko croaks out, voice raspy and patchy from what you can only assume was yelling and sleep.

“Hi,” you mutter out against the back of his hand, lips pulled into a tight smile.

“Thought you were still mad at me.”

“”m not mad,” you mumble, shaking your head, “just glad you're okay.”

The fact that you’re not being snarky with him tells Ekko that there’s something weighing on you; something that’s not remorse for your absence, but something deeper. His eyes travel over to the nightstand, falling onto the letter once again.

“What’s that?” He points out, curiosity filling his patchy voice.

There’s a moment’s pause before you speak again, your voice somber and emotional; “It’s….what I saw.”

What I saw can only be referring to the incident a week prior, Ekko determines. His eyes turn back to you, his hand giving yours a gentle tug towards him, gesturing for you to climb into bed with him. He meets little resistance, and takes a little pride in how easily you slip into his side, molding against his form as you were made to. His arm wraps around your shoulders, helping you hide in the crook of his neck; a much needed escape you’ve wanted to indulge in for a while.

“Deal with it later,” he mumbles against your hairline, “jus’ stay with me.”

Resting against Ekko’s broad chest, you thought on his words. Knowing yourself, dealing with things later wouldn’t be as productive as he’d hope. You’d want to forget the subject entirely, revert back to the same concealment as before. Knowing the both of you, it couldn't be dealt with later.

“It was her eyes, Ekko,” You mumbled into his shirt, prompting the darker male to turn his attention to you, “there was something in them, Ekko. I swear there was.”

Seeing Jinx on that night wasn’t what any of you had intended. She’d very scarcely shown her face on the streets of Zaun, presumably at SIlco’s behest. As mad of a kingpin he was, he himself couldn’t deny the deranged nature the blue haired girl had. And yet, when she showed signs of stability, he seemed to allow her off on transportation missions at the very least. And it just so happened that after six years, a week ago was the first time you’d seen Jinx since the night Vander died.

When you saw those blue eyes, dulled and lifeless, it hurt. Hurt to know that the possibility of Powder truly being gone was higher than what you’d let yourself believe. Hurt to know that you would never have your friend back, and that there would never be any chance of recovering the family you’d list all those years ago.

You’d seen her, and then, she saw you. And when she did, the world slowed. And for a second, when your eyes caught each other, a flash of something came across her eyes that caused your body to react against your well-trained judgment. It was as if she had recognized you and felt a sense of…wistfulness.

Though it didn’t reflect anything of the like when she raised her gun towards you, and you had no choice but to act before she could.

“There was a moment where I…thought she recognized me,” you muttered, “but then she….raised her gun to me.”

Ekko’s chest stuttered as he released a shaky breath to your words. There’s a pause before you speak again, “Is it easier for you to just…believe she’s really gone?”

A long moment of silence passes…”Yeah, it is.”

Ekko has always thought about Jinx. It’s hard not to when her presence can change any of his plans on a whim, since he has people to protect and her mentality is as finicky as a time bomb. But Powder…he hates to think about her.

“If she was gone from the start,” Ekko mutters through a voice crack, “it means there wasn’t a chance to save her in the first place. Means I never failed in saving her, I guess.”

Your hand reaches up to caress Ekko’s face, jaw clenched tight from his own words, and when you look into his eyes, you can see the vulnerability he tries so hard to hide when talking about the blue haired girl. There was beauty in it, you always told him, though you never thought he truly believed you when you said it. Ekko was never given much grace to be vulnerable, to be a boy. He’d found that in you; so you knew it took a lot for him to even admit as such to your question.

You don’t really get to be a kid after watching the people you love die in front of you. Even the ones who still walk the land with another soul in their bodies.

You press a kiss onto his lips; gentle, affirming, and grounding. Your thumb runs the length of his cheekbones and you find comfort in the crevice of his neck once again. When Ekko relaxes against your hold, you release a breath of air, and think that perhaps it’s best that you adopt his way of thinking as well.

Powder was gone, but at least in this hell, you had each other.

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fairy-writes · 1 year

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May I request separate head cannons I think that's what they are for arcane jinx, Vi, Ekko and Cait where reader is covered in tattoos, piercings and tall like 6'0 so they look intimidating and they are kinda conflicted on meeting them.until they do and reader is the literal sweetest

MISUNDERSTOOD

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Arcane: League of Legends (2021)

Pairing(s): Jinx x Gender Neutral!Reader

Vi x Gender Neutral!Reader

Ekko x Gender Neutral!Reader

Caitlyn x Gender Neutral!Reader

Genre(s): Overall, pretty fluffy

Notes: Just so everyone is aware, I only do headcanons for THREE characters per ask. This is the only exception I’ll make for this rule since it took so long to get out.

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JINX

So Jinx is no stranger to tattoos or being an outcast. So the two of you actually become fast friends!

Granted, she is a bit cautious at first because she thinks you’ll turn out like Sevika and just be plain mean.

But you aren’t!

You are literally the sweetest thing on the planet.

You make her feel normal. Like she isn’t crazy and like she actually belongs somewhere other than at Silco’s side.

Speaking of Silco.

He isn’t the happiest when Jinx comes home babbling about a new friend she made.

But eventually grows not to care and is just pleased that she is happy.

Another person who isn’t a stranger to tattoos!

Vi has plenty of her own (that she most likely got in prison, so it probably wasn’t pleasant), so she admires your tattoos and asks about the stories behind them.

In her mind, every tattoo has a story, and she wants to know the stories behind yours.

She also admires your piercings!

Also, despite the fact that you are taller than her, she still manages to be the more outgoing friend.

Well.

Outgoing isn’t really the word I’m looking for.

But she isn’t afraid to deck someone if they start talking crap about you and your appearance.

EKKO

Ekko is probably the least judgemental besides Vi when it comes to your tattoos and piercings.

Like he has none of his own and is still pretty short (I think he’s 5’6”?) but doesn’t mind one bit.

Instead, he finds them fascinating!

He asks genuine questions about your experience getting them and likes to hear WHY you got them in the first place.

He is also like Vi and isn’t afraid to punch someone if they start talking crap about you.

CAITLYN

She is probably the most judgemental when it comes to your appearance?

Like she hasn’t seen anyone like you when the two of you meet for the first time.

So you honestly kind of scare her a bit when you are introduced to each other.

But as she gets to know you, she feels terrible for judging you before getting to know you.

Cause you are literally the sweetest and not at all scary.

You just look scary!

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randoimago · 1 year

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Can I request Vi, Ekko, Mel & Jayce with an urban climber S/O? Basically, their S/O loves to climb buildings & skyscrapers using nothing more than some climbing shoes & a bag of chalk, without any safety equipment.

Urban Climber S/O

Fandom: Arcane

Characters: Jayce, Vi, Ekko, Mel

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: This is an interesting request, I like it!

Ekko

He tries to act like he’s cool with it but he can’t help but panic at the fact that you don’t even have safety gear.

Sure he remembers when Vi and her group would go to Piltover and just parkour like crazy, but you’re his S/O so it’s different.

Would ask you to at least have a hover board with you. Just in case you need some extra help.

Probably does send someone out (if he can’t go with you) to make sure you are staying safe. Not that he’d admit it to you because he does think you should have your freedom, he’s just concerned.

Mel

The amount of reports she ends up with about you climbing on random buildings in Piltover definitely keeps her busy.

As a member of the council, she really would prefer you to not do such activities unless you have people with you to make sure you’re safe.

She also doesn’t want you to end up dying due to you being too confident in your abilities.

Mel won’t stop you though, she firmly believes in letting you learn from your mistakes. She just hopes that you are in a condition where you can learn considering the danger in your occupation.

Jayce

Honestly it’s best if you don’t tell him what you’re doing because he doesn’t know if his heart can take the idea that you might slip and fall at any given moment.

Yes he knows you have a lot of experience in doing this and he knows you’re probably very careful, but just thought that there is nothing keeping you steady or attached to anything scares the crap out of him.

Another one to make sure someone goes with you to make sure you stay safe.

He would 100% go instead, but his council duties make that very difficult and cause him to have increasingly grey hairs because he’s stuck worrying about you instead of getting work done.

She thinks it’s cool what you do. Also smart that you use climbing boots and chalk, she didn’t even use those when she used to parkour in Piltover.

Does tell you to stay safe and gives you a kiss before you leave to go climbing. There is a bit of her that worries, but this is something she’s done countless times before and she’s fine so she trusts you’ll also be okay.

If she’s not busy, she’d love to go with you.

Probably has to apologize to Caitlyn later with the reports of her and you tearing through on buildings, but at least she’s not stealing this time.

#arcane x reader #arcane vi x reader #arcane jayce x reader #arcane ekko x reader #arcane mel x reader #vi x reader #jayce x reader #ekko x reader #mel x reader #jayce talis x reader

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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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COLLEGE HAREM AU overview

you got accepted into The Connected Cities College and University of Academics. you have won the hearts of many classmates and teachers on your very first day, and they are now yearning for your undivided attention. will you keep them happy or disappoint them all?

note. please be aware that every character is over the age of eighteen in this au and there will be sexual themes across the whole au- minors do not interact.

college harem I ─ ekko, vi, sevika, finn

college harem II ─ jinx, caitlyn, renata glasc, mel

college harem III ─ viktor, cassandra, grayson,

college harem IV ─ jayce, ambessa

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 ;;

AMBESSA history and geography professor

RENATA GLASC chemistry and economics professor

CASSANDRA head of the election committee and law professor

GRAYSON physical education professor and supervisor of the campus patrol

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ;;

FINN vice-president of the beautification council

JINX vice president of the engineering club

VIKTOR president of the engineering club

EKKO persident of the IT club

JAYCE vice president of the student council

CAITLYN president of the campus patrol

MEL president of the student council

SEVIKA president of the beautification council

VI president of the wrestling club

#moss' navi #arcane college au #arcane x reader #arcane ambessa x reader smut #arcane grayson x reader #arcane cassandra x reader #arcane finn x reaer #jinx x reader #arcane viktor x reader #arcane ekko x reader #arcane jayce x reader #caitlyn kiramman x reader #arcane mel x reader #sevika x reader #arcane vi x reader #vi x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #arcane college harem au

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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 6 months

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OHH MY GAWWD

RIOT CONFIRMED ARCANE SEASON TWO'S RELEASE DATE

I WILL NOT APOLOGIZE FOR THE PERSON I AM ANOUT TO FUCKING BECOMEEE

#arcane shifter #arcane vi #arcane powder #arcane fanart #arcane x reader #jinx league of legends #jinx arcane #jinx lol #arcane league of legends #arcane #riot games #arcane ekko x reader #arcane ekko #ekko arcane #ekko x reader

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uraveragelonelyhuman · 1 year

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Reuniting With Ekko, Vi And Viktor

EKKO

You had been a kid taken in by Vander

And he was friends with a man named Benzo, who had also taken a kid under his wing

So, you had always been close to Ekko and Powder most out of all the kids

Being closer to their age and all

You all were together everyday, never leaving each other's side

You and Ekko were hanging out one day when you saw a strange man come into the shop

You both could tell he wasn't from the Undercity

And he paid Ekko in gold, Ekko charged him double price with your convincing

And after you both followed him to his pretty apartment in Piltover

And you could tell he was rich, or had rich connections

So when you guys came back you told Vi, she was proud as hell of you both

And her, Powder, Claggor and Mylo left to rob the apartment

That was the start of it all

Vander was taken, Benzo was killed and in the middle of the night after staying with Ekko to help him, you felt the ground shake

You panicked, telling Ekko to stay there in the shop as you ran like hell

When you got there Vi was leaning against a wall as she sobbed

You kneeled down beside her to check on her, worried as she looked at you shocked

Then you both looked up, seeing the man recognized as Silco standing above your best friend on the ground

You both bolted, standing up to go get her before you were hit on the head

You fell to the ground, your conscious abandoning you

When you woke up, you were in a stone cell with Vi shaking you

You both were in prison, you thought they couldn't keep you there without trial o question

But you were wrong

Simply because you were from the Undercity, they kept you both there

For seven years

Vi kept you safe, you were all she had

But you both wanted out

And one day you got it

When a certain someone came around with a drawing of a monkey

You finally came back to the Undercity, looking for Powder and Ekko

And you found Powder, just not in the way you thought

And then you were ambushed by people in masks

One you swore you saw before, lingering in the shadows

And then you woke up in a random room

The one in the mask leaning against a wall

You opened your eyes, your head hurt like hell from being knocked out. You groaned as you sat up, rubbing your head as you looked around. You looked in the corner, a ray of light seeping in until you saw something.

Leaning against a wall, in the shadows a man with a white owl mask leaned against a wall. You glared, standing up as you clenched your fists.

"Who the hell are you?" You asked, your guard fully up as he slowly stepped out of the shadows.

"Why the hell am I here? Why won't you fucking answer?!" You yelled, impatient as he just kept staring at you.

You then intently watched as he reached up to his mask, your eyes widening as you saw he was taking it off.

His head faced to the ground, his mask hissing as he dropped it to his side. He then stepped into the light, looking up as your eyes found familiarity in his face.

"...Ekko?" You breathed out, shocked as you stepped forward once. You then stopped as he looked at you with a blank stare. "Where the hell have you been?" He asked.

"What? Where am I? What the hell is all this?" You asked, panicking as you looked around. You didn't like not knowing stuff, feeling paranoid of what was to come.

"What do you know about this?" He asked, opening a case to a blue stone. "Nothing! Powder had it, I don't know why but- shit, oh my god." You said, pacing back and forth as you tried to calm down.

"Where have you been? Where have you and Vi been? And why the hell were you with Jinx and-" Everything felt like it was spinning, Ekko's questions coming in fast and you couldn't keep up.

You felt tears pooling in your eyes, your hands meeting your head as you tried to get the feeling of nausea to pass.

You wanted to know where you were, what happened while you were gone and what the hell happened to Powder.

"Ekko! Jus-Just shut the hell up!" You cut him off, yelling as he paused and looked at you worried.

You looked tired, your entire body shaking as you tried to make sense of what was happening. Everything was so fast and you couldn't keep up.

"What the hell is going on?! What happened?! Me and Vi, w-we were thrown in Still- Prison and-" Ekko's eyes widened at your confession, Prison? What the hell did you mean Prison?

"Prison?! What the hell do you mean by Prison, Y/n?" He asked, you looking at him. "Yeah, we were thrown in Stillwater. No trial, nothing for seven fucking years!" You yelled, closing your eyes as you backed up into a pole.

You breathed heavily as you tried to ground yourself.

"What happened while we were gone?! Powder- or Jinx, or whoever the fuck! What happened to her?! What happened to my best friend…" you trailed off, beginning to sob as everything sunk in.

Through the years you never actually had time to sit and think so it was all coming in like waves.

Vander had died, Benzo died, Claggor and Mylo died. You and I were thrown in jail without question.

When you got out Powder was someone else, Silco flooded the lanes and took your guys' home. And Ekko was fucking yelling at you.

You hated being yelled at, it was something your birth parents did before leaving you to rot and it stuck with you.

Ekko looked at you sadly, his eyes filled with sympathy and guilt as he remembered you hated being yelled at. He slowly steps toward you, grabbing your hand and softly pulling you close to him.

"It's okay, everything's fine, I'm here…" he quietly stated, you holding onto him for dear life as your breathing calmed down.

"What happened while we were gone…?" You quietly asked, looking up at Ekko. He sighed, shaking his head. "A lot, Y/n. A lot." He stated.

You examined his face, lifting your palm to his right cheek as you sniffled. "Aw, Little man isn't little anymore." You laughed softly, Ekko rolling his eyes at you amusedly.

You slowly pulled back into the hig, your ear rested against his chest where his heart was.

You found Ekko, and for now you would live in the moment. At least for a bit, because at least he was okay.

You had been taken in by Benzo when young

And met Vi a couple days after

You two were stuck together by the hip

You were close in age and liked being together

You were the calm one while she was the harsh one

Still, match made in heaven

She liked being with you because you were calming

You liked being with her because she was her

And everything was great

Until the apartment heist

Everything went wrong after that

Benzo died

And so did Vander, Mylo and Claggor

What didn't help was Vi had went missing and Powder became Jinx

She never messed with you, visiting you when she could

But she didn't like being reminded of Powder

She clung to you still because you were all she had left, and you were like her other big sister growing up

You came to terms Vi was dead, you had to survive though

So Babbette offered you a job, at the Brothel

Wasn't your ideal job but you took it

Everything was a bit peaceful in your life for a while

Until the past came knocking

You cleaned up your room in the brothel, your last client had come in and left after about 30 minutes and you were done for the day.

You were tired as hell and just wanted to get to Jericho's, eat and come back and sleep until forever. You had changed into something a bit more comfortable, grabbing your keys and about to head out until you heard the door open.

It then clicked closed just as you reached for your keys. You sighed, talking over your shoulder. "Wrong room. I'm done for the day, sorry." You said, walking forward as your hand grasped your keychain.

"Aw, too bad. You sure you don't have time for me, sweetheart?" That voice…you heard it before. You froze, you felt like you couldn't move at all. You recognized it but you didn't want to accept it.

Over the years your mind played tricks on you, a glimpse in your peripheral had you thinking Vi was around the corner. A whisper in your ear made you flinch thinking it was her only to come back to earth a second later.

You shook your head, not looking behind you. "Enough with the games, brain. She's not here…" you mumbled to yourself, resuming what you had been doing.

"But it's not a game. It's me, Y/n." She said again, this time you felt like crying as you realized she didn't go away. She would've left by now if it was a game.

You slowly turned around, your eyes finding the woman now grown up standing in front of you. She stared back at you with a small smile, her eyes looked you up and down.

"...Vi?" You whispered, afraid to talk as if she would disappear. She nodded her head, stepping closer to you. You gave a small sniffle, as she got closer you lunged at her.

You knocked her back a fre steps before she stabled herself. She gave a small chuckle mixed with a sniffle. She hugged you back, missing your touch over the years.

"You're okay.. How in hell are you alive?" You asked, your head not leaving her chest. "Believe me, I don't even know." She mumbled, resting her chin on top of your head as she closed her eyes.

She felt a little peace in that moment, holding you. Maybe the seven years of hoping and praying paid off, because you were actually here.

Alive. And with her now.

And god, she was never letting you go, ever again.

VIKTOR

Your dad was Singed, and you met him when his boat flowed through the cavern

That's when you first saw him, you sat next to Rio as it knocked against your foot

He then stepped into your vision

He was hesitant until your dad beckoned him towards you guys as he held his toy boat in his hand

You then noticed his cane, tilting your head at it but shaking it off

Wasn't anything new, and was best not to ask

He was a loner, not being able to play with the other kids

You didn't like playing with them, thought they were idiots who were even ruder than their parents

You preferred staying with your dad and helping Rio

And eventually you three became loners together

You and Viktor grew up close together

You were stuck to the other like glue

You also both helped your dad with his gadgetry and projects

Everything was good, until Rio god worse

You begged your dad to let her go, but he always said the same thing

"The mutation must survive"

But Viktor didn't like it

And he left

You never saw him again for a long time

Viktor sat in his lab, Jayce gone for the day for whatever he did. He was messing with Hex tech, trying to improve it as he heard the lab door open.

"Sorry, Jayce is not here. And I am quite busy." He called over his shoulder, not looking back as he went back to his gadget.

He heard a sigh from behind him. 'Must be Sky.' He thought, not paying anymore mind until a voice broke the silence.

"Aw, not even enough time for little 'ol me?" He paused, it couldn't be. He hadn't seen you for years. And in Piltover? His lab nonetheless?

He turned around, shocked as he saw your smirking face standing at the middle counter of the lab.

"Y/n!" He exclaimed, smiling as he stood up and grabbed his cane. You laughed, walking towards him and meeting him halfway. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I haven't seen you in years." He smiled, you pulling away as you laughed. "Yeah, about time, huh?" He nodded his head. "Yes, how did you know I was here?" He asked.

"I got in contact with your lab partner, Jayce. He was excited to help." You explained, nudging his cheek as he shook his head. "Remind me to thank him, for once." He joked.

"Wow, Piltover really has a hold on you. You have humour now?" You teased, the man rolling his eyes at you amusedly as he pulled away.

"Come, I should show you my creation." He walked over to his desk, you following him

You always wondered what his life was in Piltover, now you could be a part of it.

#vi arcane x reader #arcane x you #ekko arcane x reader #arcane ekko x you #arcane ekko #arcane ekko x reader #arcane viktor x reader #arcane vi x reader #arcane violet #arcane viktor #viktor x reader #ekko x reader #vi x reader #arcane viktor x you #viktor arcane x reader #viktor arcane x you #arcane reader #arcane reader insert

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