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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 11 months

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Meet Lana In Arcane!

Not my art but just my faceclaim!

Lana enjoys helping the kids of the Firelights, entertaining them and being a practical babysitter of the Firelight hideout.

Lana enjoys hoverboard rides, messing with Ekko, scaring Ekko, having her hair done, getting tattoos, and teaching the kids of the hideout!

Lana is stubborn, but emotional when needed to be. Lana painted the firelight mural, with help from others, but she needed to do it to not forget why they fight.

Lana hides her feelings well, but always hoped Jinx, or Powder, would someday come back to her, no matter how many fights they had on bridges or blimps, or how many letters she laid written, untouched and unsent in her drawer.

Lana was raised by Vander, a sneaky kid who was as quiet as a mouse, almost a ghost, knowing everything about everyone, sometimes visiting a brothel or two just for the fun of it, a popular woman there, wanting to feel something now later than ever than the longing for someone she couldn't have.

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Height: 6'5

Skills: Tattooing, sharp shooting, annoying Ekko, building gadgets and making smoke bombs, and being as quiet as a ghost.

Age: 13-19 years old

S/o: Jinx

Backstory Extended:

Lana was orphaned by her parents, Piltover citizens, who took advantage of the bridge war, abandoning her on the bridge to die.

But Lana survived, she endured, and had clung onto a man named Vander who held two smaller girls on his arms, named Violet and Powder, who would soon become her closest friends.

Lana was taken down into the Undercity, raised up in the Last Drop, closer to Powders age as Violet took the smaller girl under her wing, who couldn't be smaller for long, getting taller and taller as she got older.

Soon enough, they expanded. The Undercity needed a man to run things, and Vander was dubbed the Hound of the Underground.

Soon they found two smaller kids, a boy named Mylo, a lock pick who’s parents were killed in a collapse in the mines, and a boy named Claggor, who had a nick for goggles, who was found stuck in the gutters all night until Lana pulled him out and took him to the Last Drop, where he stayed much longer.

The small makeshift family endured, making friends with the shopkeeper Benzo’s boy, named Ekko, who became Lana and Powder's best friend.

They lasted for years, Lana was a growing brainiac, who had a thirst for fights and was skilled in sneaking around.

As light as a mouse, quiet when she needed to be, unoticable by many, just because she could be, despite her height.

Lana hung around Powder, both having small child-like crushes on one another, never admitting it, much less to Ekkos teasing.

Perfect life, no?

Their lives were torn apart by a heist up above in the city of Piltover, broken into a apartment Topside and an explosion, triggered by stones Powder found.

This triggered them being hunted, chased out their own hiding place and being hidden away before they couldn't.

Vander was taken, Benzo was killed, all by a man named Silco.

Lana was there the night of the explosion, knocked out as she tried protecting Powder with her body, waking up with a killer head ache to Ekko crying over her.

It didn't take long for Lana to see Vanders body, Vi missing, and the absence of Mylo and Claggor made it clear, the bloody goggles and lockpick on the ground sealing the ordeal.

That night, a piece of Lana died, but she took it and became stronger, sticking with Ekko, they survived in the slums off scraps, not long after, they found a Vasataya man, a little older than them, the three made a trio, soon expanding into Revolutionary group of kids, teens, adults and elderly alike into what was now known as the Firelights.

With Lana and Ekko leading the pack, they strived to take down Silco.

But not long before, a familiar head of long, blue hair Lana spent hours braiding in another life, seemed to bring her back to square one.

Lana tried, begged, but was dragged away from Powder, who claimed she was Jinx.

Lana tried again and again, knocked away before she stopped trying.

She understood. Powder was dead, her memory burned away in the fires of the night that killed them all, and Jinx was the ashes.

Lana spent her days now fighting Jinx, only to meet her past back up again at the abandoned harbor.

Lana fought Silco and Jinx alike, trying to keep her own lingering childhood feelings at bay, as did Jinx, on the battlefields.

Lana still loved her, but couldn't have her.

But it all changed once again when another pile of ashes popped back up, Vi. Back in the Undercity. Alive. But with an Enforcer.

Even more shocking, Mylo and Claggor trailed behind, Mylo missing an arm while Claggor an eye, but alive as can be.

Lana, as light and sneaking as a ghost, followed them around on her hoverboard, face adorned with a mask, before they finally swooped in when Jinx, Vi, Mylo and Claggor met up once more, unknown to her, looking for Lana also.

Wasn't the best move on their part, as it triggered a fight on the bridge, a tea party act.

But one good thing came out of it.

Lana, face to face with Jinx, or Powder, once more.

And as she tried, she convinced her to come back, to be with her and to be with everyone, happy, now that Silco was dead.

As reluctant as could be, but Lana had never lied to her before…

Why would she now as she took her hand to another life?

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sinning-23 · 2 years

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How're They in Bed?

arcane headcannons to quench my thirst :) enjoy hoes

Silco

-He’s pretty good

-8 inches, curves to the left

-very well groomed

-fucks like a god (only from previous experience that minx lol)

-expect rough yet slow strokes

-he is definitely a switch but preference to top

-i feel hes the type to be more of a dominant lover and want to have control.

-call him sir, it just does t for him

-has a thing for knives and shibari

-likes to bite or be bitten(he cant explain it that feral mf)

-will consider bottoming but has to lay down very strong, non-negotiable groudn rules

-very whiny and gasoy when he bottoms

-”O-Oh! Fukc, dont blow- OH!”

-falls asleep about half an hour after.

-not the best at aftercare but will try his best

-overallscore 9.5/10

Sevika

-of course she knows how ot fuck after how much time she spends at that damn brothel….

-she is skilled with her fingers, tongue, and the strap

-FREAKY ASF

-i mean sevika is downright nasty!

- will spit in your mouth

-Loves pillow princesses she wants to make sure she’s putting in good work.

-will try her damndest to get you to squirt (shes filthy i tell you)

-”Keep theses fucking legs spread.”

-Knows your clit ant handke anymore but doesnt care. She wants to rip as many orgasms from you as possible

-shes on the cream team

-doesnt shave, doesnt feel the need to since shes usually the one giving that receiving.

-expects to have that metal arm all over you (and in you)

-her strap is black and has plenty ridges along it

-7 inches

-will have you suck it for her, she loves that shit

-overallscore 8.5/10

Vander

-stfu coke can cock because i said so….

-long, strong, and here to bring the friction on (pls shoot me lmao mad unnecessary mc hamer lyric)

-Super veiny

-leaks hella

“Can my pretty pet fit all this in their mouth? Yeah? Show me”

-fucks in the mirror

“Look at how pretty you are, watch me fuck into you, feel me stretching you out”

Will coach you through it. And fuck is it hot

-has a thing for gags. Had one custom made for you speakingof which

-holds your hand when you cum

“Thats it, look at that face, so so so pretty. Wanna let me fuck this hole of youse just one more time?”

Wonderful at aftercare. Knows he can be a bit much in the package department so is always sire to help you out after.

-Overall score 10/10

Pretty good in bed ngl.

Shes cocky tho

Will show off her tats

Switch, and is happy with a either one

Please eat her out, she’ll beg so pretty she just wants to feel your mouth

“Oh god yes, yes, yes, please!”

-will squirt if you get her worked up enough

-She bites and bites hard. I feel like she also likes to leave lot of hickeys

-I feel likes shes got very pretty boobs.Like theyre perfect and always perky.

-slurps when she eats

-She likes to pull hair more times than not

-Is a bit clumsy(fell off the bed once)

-for th love of god bite her lip when you kiss her

-overall score 8/10

Viktor

-Oh lord

-i wont say he has no skill whatsoever, but its pretty limited.

-hen doesnt get intimate with very many an thinks the whole thing is very special

-He usually is the one reciving since his leg makes it a bit difficult to more and be as active as hed like with his partner

-nine times out of ten he’ll either have his partner ride or oral

-Is VERY good at coaching his partner

-”Yes, thats it, does that feel good? Perhaps i should curl my fingers upwards just.. Like…this-”

-very good with aftercare. Will bring you water and a warm towel.

-likes having his hair pulled

-is very sensitive i think, like just kissing th etip is enough to send him into a frenzy.

-overall score 9/10

Jayce

Oh jesus CHRISt

-bratty

-service top

-likes begging called “good boy”

-Has a thing gor shibari and blindfolds

-peg him, hes been waiting for this lmao

-Whiny when he moans but can get very growly/groan when hes close

-likes to be choked and bitten (Lil freakaleak)

-im not saying he has an authority kink….but i am saying that if a ‘yes sir/ma’am’ slips out dont hold it against him

-kinda really shitty at aftercar…welll its usually him that is at the reciving end ofthe aftercare but still!

-will fall asleep almost immediately after

-hes a pillow prince lmao

-overall score 7.5/10

Marcus

-bet you didntthink id write for this fucker lmao

-him an dhis stupis, shitty, sexy sideburns >:(

-marcus doesnt have secks…he fuck and fucks hard

-i feel likes hes the type to hatefuck and just be so filthy about it

-“Oh i bet you like that dont you slut? Like the way this cok feels inside you?”

-strangly enough is packing. I mena id have a bitchy attitude and act like i was the shit 24/7 if i has a monster cock too lmao

-fucks faces and loveeeesss wathcing his s/o choke on it

-’c’mon prince/princess i know you can take”

-Pulls hair, smacks ass,degrades like no other-

-aftercare sucks

-hes the type to blow his load and hit the road and then demand you fuck him again when you see eachother

-overstim 100%

-wil spit in your mouth, smirk, and make you swallow

-”look at you, being so obedient for me”

-overall score 9.5/10

#arcane #smUt #leageoflegends #marcus arcane #silco arcane #jayce talis #viktor arcane #vi arcane #sevika arcane #headcannns #x reader

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matchamilkislover · 5 months

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In The Darkest Corners, 7.

pairing: vi x fem!oc (reader with a name)

warnings: mature themes, just an overall minors beware, violence, just general arcane-ness.

word count: 2,1765

synopsis: everything continues to go to shit.

author’s note: apologies to my 9 followers for posting all these chapters all at once. love you guys <3

don’t forget to read the other parts first!!

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When Olive came to, her head was spinning and her throat felt dry from thirst. She could feel her hands chained behind her, and something covered her head so she was unable to see her surroundings. After taking a moment to realize what was happening, she pulled on her chains to see if they would loosen. All she got in return was a sharp pain in her wrists — it was clear that her abductor was not a beginner in the practice.

“Hello?” she called out tentatively, ears trained on hearing any small movements or distant sounds. What she got in return was loud footsteps coming towards her and a hand roughly ripping off the sack on her head. The first thing to hit her was bright light streaming into the room, making her squint and try blindly rapidly to adjust to the light. The first thing she saw was a masked person who didn’t seem older than 12 leaning over her. Shocked at first, Olive nearly jumped. That is, if she hadn’t been chained while on the floor.

“Who are you? Where am I?!” She spat, lurching forward to see if she could knock into her watcher. They said nothing, cocking their head almost robotically before moving towards a large opening in the wall that was letting in the bright light. It was when Olive turned to follow their movements that she spotted the figure perched on the opening.

The person was dark skinned with a large portion of his face painted with a dramatic white shape, which matched the dreads that sat on top of his head. He was glaring at Olive like he regretted not already getting rid of her. Olive returned the look.

“What have you done with Vi?” She demanded. He continued glaring. “Look. I’m the reason she’s here in the first place. Whatever you want with her, take me instead. Just let her go!” Olive tried again to tug at her binds, to no avail. Suddenly, another figure swung around the side of the opening.

“My hero,” Vi crooned, leaning against the wall with a smirk.

“Vi!? Wh- I thought they were going to hurt you!” Olive exclaimed, her shock obvious on her face.

“Vi says I can trust you. After the stunt you pulled with my firelights, I find that hard to believe,” the still unnamed man said, his glare unwavering.

“I’m sorry, you attacked us and then abducted Vi! What else am I supposed to do?” Olive retorted with a similar look. Vi rolled her eyes.

“Olive, this is Ekko. He’s an old friend,” Vi explained casually.

“Okay, if he’s such a ‘friend’, why did you end up unconscious, being hauled off to whatever this place is? And why am I still chained by my goddamn hands?!” Olive tugged again and transferred her glaring to Vi.

“Ekko, please?” Vi sighed and looked at him. Looking apprehensive, he sighed and walked over to Olive, reaching behind her and removing the chains with a few movements. Olive moved her hands in front of her and examined her sore and reddened wrists. Ekko held out a hand and helped her pull herself up from the ground. Once standing, she stopped, looked around, and laughed.

“What the fuck am I doing,” she said, in disbelief of what her own life had become. Ekko chuckled.

“You seriously think this is funny?” He said with a smile.

“If I don’t, I think I’ll lose it,” Olive replied with a smirk. “Vi probably already told you everything, but I’m Olive. Most people call me Ol,” she said, holding out a hand to shake. Ekko slapped his hand against hers and curled his fingers into hers to do a casual shake.

“Let’s hope you don’t feel the need to topple anyone else over an edge.”

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Ekko led them through the sunlit tree community, explaining it to Olive, who clearly hadn’t gotten the same introduction as Vi.

“So,” Vi muttered under her breath to Olive, “everyone calls you Ol, huh? That’s news to me.” The taller girl smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah, most people who actually know me call me Ol,” she replied, shrugging. “I just haven’t met anyone I felt like I could trust like that in a while.”

“Oh, so I’m not someone you can trust?” Vi came to a stop.

“Well, when you meet someone for the first time while they’re in prison, trust isn’t exactly the first thing on your mind.” Olive rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t sure I could trust you. Now I am.” She shrugged and kept walking. She heard Vi chuckle behind her and follow her in step. Meanwhile, Ekko led them to a stop in front of a large mural.

“Now, let’s talk about what we’re all actually here for.” His face had turned serious. “Can either of you tell me what this is? More specifically, why Jinx had it?” He twisted a lever on a large cylindrical container he had been holding to reveal the blue gemstone that Olive had first seen on the platform. She furrowed her brows together, trying to figure out why it seemed so familiar. Suddenly, she gasps.

“That's a gemstone - the key to all of Hextech’s technology. My mother suddenly had one right before…everything,” Olive said, trailing off as dots started to connect in her head. She had to focus. “Regardless, that needs to be returned to Piltover and the Council. It’s not safe in anyone’s hands, period.”

“No way!” Ekko exclaimed in what almost seemed like offense. “They got enough power as is. I think it’s time we take some of it back!” He pulled the container closer to him.

“No,” Vi suddenly spoke up. “She’s right. The Undercity is already falling apart enough without hoards of enforcers coming in here looking for that thing.”

Ekko sighed, clearly apprehensive. “And how do you suggest we return it without getting arrested ourselves?”

“I know someone,” Olive piped up. “We were friends when I was still…living in Topside.” She gulped nervously, eyeing Ekko. “Her mom is a council member. If we play our cards right, we just might have a chance.”

“Fine.” Ekko grimaced. “But if we’re doing this, I’m the one actually giving it to them.”

Olive shrugged. “Why not?”

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The trio made good time traveling through abandoned tunnels and back alleys to reach the bridge that connects Piltover to the Undercity. Eventually, Olive fell slightly behind while Vi and Ekko took to the front, conversing in hushed tones that Olive couldn’t quite pick up.

“So…you two are just friends, huh?” Ekko teased.

Vi resisted the red threatening to flood her cheeks. “Yeah, little man. We’re uhhh…we’re just friends,” she replied, shoving him playfully on the shoulder.

“I don’t think ‘just friends’ look at each other like that, idiot,” Ekko retorted, shoving Vi back.

“Whatever,” Vi said, rolling her eyes sarcastically. Olive watched them, unable to hear their conversation, but craving the connection she could tell the two had; even after seven years apart.

By the time they snuck through a mechanism of the giant bridge and climbed onto the actual structure, night had fallen. They walked at a steady pace across the bridge, weaving around strange barricades that stood with no one to actually monitor them. Unusual, but Topside was always doing something. They were guided by flickering street lamps and the green glow of Ekko’s hoverboard. Suddenly, Olive heard Vi’s footsteps stop behind her and she turned around.

“I can’t leave her again.” Vi stated solemnly.

“You can’t change her,” Ekko replied, also having turned around.

“I have to try.”

Ekko scoffed and walked towards her. “Don’t get yourself killed,” he said before wrapping her in a hug. Olive couldn’t help but wonder just how well they had known themselves in the past.

“No promises,” Vi replied with a smile. But her eyes were on Olive. Ekko and Vi split and Olive froze for a second before throwing herself forward and wrapping her in a hug as well. A strange feeling fluttered inside her when Vi wrapped her arms around her as well. Olive almost got lost in her heartbeat, her breath, how she felt. But she couldn’t forget that this was a goodbye.

“It’s been real, Cupcake. Thank you. For everything,” Vi said quietly in Olive’s ear. Feeling tears threatening to fall, Olive shoved her face into Vi’s chest and held her tighter. After what felt like both forever and no time at all, the two drew apart, Vi’s hand lingering on Olive’s cheek before she finally pulled away fully. Olive watched with a breaking heart as Vi turned and slowly walked into the fog that covered the Undercity end of the bridge.

Once Vi had disappeared, Olive and Ekko turned and continued down the bridge. After what felt like only a few moments, gigantic lights flashed in their eyes, and a man’s voice loudly shouted at them to stop. The two of them raised their hands to protect their eyes from the blinding light, and the man started to walk towards them.

“Olive Whitlock…never thought I’d see you here again,” the man crooned, finally coming into view.

“Marcus?” Olive asked, shocked that the one time they try to go Topside, he’s the first one she runs into. The one who’s voice she had heard first a year ago, when she had been run out of her own home and lost her family for what might be forever. “We…we don’t mean any harm, we found something that was lost,” she pleaded, hoping they would at least turn off the lights. Marcus raised an eyebrow and scoffed.

“Oh yeah? And have you got any proof of that?” He asked menacingly, his gun already in hand.

“No!” Ekko exclaimed, holding his hand over the container holding the gemstone protectively.

“Ekko…please. We have too,” Olive bargained, looking at him with pleading eyes. He sighed apprehensively, but moved to open the pack. The second Marcus laid eyes on the gemstone glowing inside, he aimed and shot Ekko directly in the chest.

“Ekko!” Olive screamed, about to move towards his body that had flown back from the blow, but Marcus was already pointing his gun at her. Olive thought she might have heard Vi yelling her name in the distance; but maybe it was wishful, or desperate, thinking. Olive backed away, her hands up and her heart beating fast.

“You never should have shown your face here again, Whitlock,” Marcus spat, closing in on her. Before he could shoot her too, what looked like hundreds of glowing green mechanical bugs — firelights, as Olive had heard them call — descended upon them. They landed on the ground, on enforcer’s shoulders, even Marcus’s gun. They ticked menacingly until suddenly, the air exploded with their tiny but powerful bodies, filling the air with smoke and the effect of many small fireworks. The world went black.

Olive awoke a few moments later, her back aching and a sharp pain in the side of her leg. She tried to push herself off the ground, but cried out when she tried to put weight on her injured leg and quickly realized that she may not be able to walk on her own. Shit. The beams were now flickering, having been partially destroyed by the blast, and an eerie whistling floated quietly from a ways down the bridge. Olive whimpered and almost succumbed to the pain again when footsteps came racing towards her and someone suddenly slid down into her view.

“Vi?” Olive whispered, looking up at her. Vi nodded, her face flooded with worry. She quickly pulled Olive’s arm over her shoulder and wrapped her own arm around her, pulling Olive up to a standing position where she was barely on her own weight at all. Olive felt Vi’s head suddenly turn up and followed the movement to see Jinx waltzing toward them. She held the container with the gemstone confidently. Upon seeing the two of them, Jinx gritted her teeth and suddenly showered them with bullets with her giant gun. Vi instantly pushed the two of them apart with such power that they flew to opposite sides of the bridge. Olive knocked her head into the rail and was flooded with dizziness, closing her eyes to try and focus her senses. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ekko flying towards Jinx on his hoverboard, yelling a battle cry as he zoomed towards her. Vi was back to Olive’s side in an instant, pulling her back up onto her feet. As she did, Ekko attacked Jinx, hitting her gun out of her hand with his staff as he sped past her. The force of the hit knocked her down, and he sped back over, yanking the container away from her and sliding to the stop between Jinx and them. He shoved the container towards them, yelling at them to go. With one last desperate look at her sister, Vi turned and led them quickly past the light. Into Piltover.

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