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how would the arcane caracters react if you cry in an argument //HC
Summary: how would the arcane caracters react if you cry in an argument?
Includes: Ekko, Silco
a/n: No proof read, have fun reading and dont be shy requesting, I love request.
Ekko:
Well, it happened in a bad argument
You had a fight because he didn't seem to understand that he should take care of himself and that you were worried about him.
"Don't you understand?" he was almost shouting "I am the leader of the Firelights! I can't play it safe while my allies risk their lives and die in battle! I don't have time for this!"
"I'm just worried about you, Ekko. If you would just be a little more carefu-" "If you wouldn't be so childish, we wouldn't be arguing right now!" "You know that's not true!"
“oh fuck off! You just don't want me to go because you don't want me to be out with the others!”
"What are you talking about! I don't care about that. I just don't want you to die!" Now you were desperately screaming with thick tears running down your cheek and leaving red streaks on your face
He wouldn't listen to you. He just pushed you away and didn't seem to care about your feelings. But you did care about him. Just the thought that he would die someday on a mission turned your stomach in an unpleasant way.
your suppressed sobs filled the now silent room
only now he seemed to notice your tears- his eyes widened slightly
"Shit, Firefly I-I'm sorry. I- I didn't mean to make you cry. Shit. Forgive me.
The boy stuttered in panic as he tried to gently wipe your tears from your face.
"I'm sorry, I really am." he whispered as he spread little kisses all over your face. little 'I love you's' after each kiss
you scrunched your nose and mumbled "I just don't want you to get hurt. I know what you do is important, but every time you leave, I'm afraid you won't come back. That's scares me.
“’m sorry, Firefly.” he said after he kissed you on the nose.
"I try to be more careful. It's just that as a leader, I can't play it safe. Everyone relies on me."
"I know," you sighed as you pressed your face into his chest.
"Come on I'll make it up to you." he said with a smile as he picked you up and threw you on the bed.
you shrieked when he did that. "Here comes the tickle monster! Gaaahhh!!!"
A few hours later you two were lying in bed. Legs tangled together. Your head was on his chest.
"Babe?" asked Ekko since you two hadn't talked in a while. "Mmm, Noodle Doodle?" he chuckled.
Slowly he turned to you till you were facing each other. His breath over your lips.
A quick kiss- "I love you, Y/n" "Mhm, I love me too." he pinched your side. "Ouch, I'm kidding! I love you too big baby."
Silco:
He's a busy man, everybody knows that.
so it was clear that he missed dates or couldn't spend as much time with you as he did sitting at his desk writing papers
but sometimes it looked like he liked the paperwork more than he liked you
And when he missed your anniversary, something inside you burst. And before you knew it, razor-sharp words flew between the two of you.
"I'm just saying you should spend a little more time with me! Hell, you even missed our anniversary!"
"It's just a day like any other! Don't be so resentful. I just have to work a lot not like you! Why do you think I am where I am right now!"
"I don't want you to give up all your work! I just want maybe one hour with my boyfriend! It would be enough if you would sleep in my room, but hell you always fall asleep on your desk!" you said with a raised voice.
it was too much for you. Couldn't he understand? Couldn't he sacrifice even a few minutes for you, was that too much to ask? angry tears pooling in your eyes
he straightened up, trying to strengthen his dominance.
"Fine!" you snorted, walking past him. If he didn't want your company, you wouldn't bother him. Silco sighed, "Y/n-" too late, because you slammed the door to his office and ran into your room.
Hours passed. Silco was not looking for you. It was better that way. You looked terrible. Red eyes, a runny nose, tousled hair and a damn headache.
At some point Sevika came to look for you.
"you look like shit." "Mhm" "Ok what happened?" "Nothing." "I'll talk to him."
she went to him and told him no matter what kind of fight you had, you should end it and that it bothers everyone
silco just sighed and stroked his hair back.
Sevika was right, he knew that. He himself noticed how his thoughts drifted to you, his concentration dwindled.
He let himself sink back into his chair. It did not help. He has to talk to you.
You were lying under your thick blanket when a firm knock broke the silence
The door was opened and Silco entered the darkness of your room
"Y/n-" "What do you want?" you said somewhat briskly with a hoarse voice from all the crying.
Your back turned to him
He sat down on your bed, his weight made the mattress dip a bit
"Love, look at me” you turned around
His breath caught a little when he saw your red eyes. Had it really affected you that much? When he thought about it, he had really acted a bit coldly.
He exhaled a deep puff of air and put his cold hand on your puffy face
"I'm sorry darling. I didn't pay attention to your feelings and reacted coldly. That was childish of me. I know how much that means to you. and i hope i can make it up to you for the missed anniversary”
"Even if it's just a day like any other?" you said with a raised brow
“I'm sorry I said that, I didn't mean it" he whispered and pressed a kiss on your forehead
"Mhmmmmm you have to make it up to me with 100- no 1000 kisses. And I want cuddles." you command in a childish demanor
“Everything you want darling.”
#ekko x reader angst/fluff#silco x reader angst fluff#leauge of legends imagine#leauge of legends writing#arcane ekko x reader#arcane silco x reader#arcane angst to fluff#arcane crying in an argument
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Maurice Sendak/ Sophocles/ Olivia Gatwood/ Mary Shelly/ Hanif Kureishi/ Leonard Cohen/ J.D Salinger/ Alexene Farol Follmuth/Richard Siken
#silco arcane#arcane#web weaving#quotes#leauge of legends#vander arcane#Silco and vander#brothers#betrayal#poetry#writing
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[[ IM SO HAPPY HE'S INSPIRED BY JHIN IM SO HAPPY HE'S A PRETTY SKRUNGLY BOY THAT LOVES 3 IM SO HAPPY SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!! THE JHIN SHEN ZED > HWEI AKALI KAYN AIOSHDOSAIHDOAIS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM. Screenshots from Worlds! And Splashart from Twitter uwu]]
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Silco x gn! Reader - Observant
A/n: I know I'm late to the party on writing for this fandom but really when am I ever on time?
Summary: You're a bartender at the last drop that's really just is good at listening and observing, it's a skill that unbeknownst to you hasn't gone unnoticed
Warnings: Drugs, swearing, a bar, I think that's? You have been warned!
Pronouns used: No pronouns
You knew Silco wasn't necessarily a good person, hell he was the reason most of the people in the undercity were addicts to the famous simmer. Yet that didn't stop you from working for him, he was the most powerful man in Zaun so being at least somewhere in his good graces wouldn't be a bad idea.
You were just a simple bartender doing their work to survive, getting a job at the last drop just seemed like it was a default choice at the time, why wouldn't you? It paid better then most places in the undercity did, it offered some tiny bit of protection, and you could listen in on conversations.
That's what you were good at - observing, being the eyes and ears. You could eavesdrop on any conversation easily enough, you had learned how to read peoples body language, and over the years you had taught yourself how to read lips. Being a bartender at the last drop just seemed like it could keep you out of trouble if you knew the right people to listen in too.
"What would you like?" You question the man that had angrily stomped over to the bar stool and nearly knocked the chair over when he sat on it. The guy was surely furious, meaning information with a couple of drinks and the right words would flow out of him without a hitch. Perfect entertainment for the night.
He grumbles out his order and you make sure to raise your eyebrow at him when you pass his drink to him.
"Tough night?"
The man takes a sip of his drink and groans and the cold ice of anger is finally broken, meaning you could at last get him to start talking.
"I'm just in trouble with my job."
You shake your head and just laugh at this man, if he was over in this side of the undercity it probably meant that his job had some sort of connection with the big man upstairs, and this was Silco's bar after all.
"Do tell; I have nothing better left to do." You shrug your shoulders while preparing him another drink noticing that he was nearly done his first.
In reality you could probably be making more money around here and tips so you could get paid more but like you said before free entertainment. Most of the time, you can't put a price on that.
"I shouldn't really say anything-" He glances over to some of the "higher ups" and throws everything away when you send the next drink over. He doesn't think they're looking, he's wrong there's always at least one eye looking and listening to everything.
He just landed on the doorstep.
"Ah fuck it, it's not like you care."
That was the best thing this guy had said all night, poetic really because you didn't care, not enough for this to even matter. This was just a game you liked to play, and he had fallen into your trap.
"I sold separately some of the shimmer shipments that I was supposed to give to some important people." The man slams his hands down onto the tables, "There I said it!"
Lord, this guy really is an idiot.
"The ultimate street rat you are aren't you? Stealing some of the boogeyman's shares? That's a power move let me tell you that, lots of girls would hit you up for it too. Well... depending on these so called "important" people you were supposed to give the packages too." You wink before getting him his third drink.
He bites his lip before shaking his head and downing the rest of his drink.
"Just another councilor."
You freeze, your hand hovering over the cup your about to handover to him. This wasn't supposed to get serious, what was this guy thinking really? Like he's in some deep shitty waters but he might as well have been pulling you down with him. What happens if someone finds out that you knew? But how would you tell someone that would believe you enough to tell it to the boss?
In a split second you're smiling at the man again and handing him his drink.
"Damn man, that's tuff as hell."
The man goes to open his big mouth to respond but he's stopped by who you've gotten know as Sevika, Silco's right-hand women.
"L/n, the boss wants to see you."
Usually she looked bored out of her mind when she took people away to go see the famous kingpin but this time she looked confused. She had no idea why he wanted to see you, the funny thing is neither did you - not really anyways. Unless he had just heard your conversation with the man of course and thought you were in on it somehow.
That would really suck.
But this was the undercity you weren't going to show that you were scared and trying to find the answers before you got there, weakness here wasn't tolerated very well. Indifference though? Oh, that was perfect.
So you just nodded your head and went with her, what else could you do?
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His office you found wasn't extremely big, but it was still bigger then most apartments in Zaun. Although you could feel the death and danger that raided from this room, or maybe it was from a certain individual.
"So what did you find out?" He spun around in his velvet chair to look at you.
You're dumbfound, the industrialist of Zaun is smirking at you as if you were old friends, or something more. As of he knew exactly what you did every time you came to the last drop. You haven't even met the zaunite in your life but both his eyes were nearly calm and friendly. Moreover they held... Respect.
You realized that you were staring at the attractive man in front of you for far too long once he raised his eyebrows in response to your dumbfound silence.
You blinked your eyes a couple of times to make sure what you're seeing is real before you nervously clear your throat.
"I'm sorry sir... But what the fuck?"
You had expected him to stop looking at you like he has been since you've come into the room, or for him to remind you that you can't talk like that to him but he doesn't he simply repeats his question or demand...
"What did the scum tell you?"
"How did you-" You start with your eyes wide knowing that you could get into some trouble for this if you weren't careful.
He chuckles and looks at you and you know you're looking straight into the eye of Zaun. The irises was burning and the black sclera devouring everything in it's path, getting anything it wanted.
You could see it's intent know, it wanted you.
"You shouldn't think so little of me Y/n, I see you. I'm surprised you haven't seen me watching with you being so observant, you basically see everything."
He gives you an animalistic smile and he stands up places his hands on his desk abruptly causing you to flinch.
"Making you useful."
You shiver as he looks you up and down, his eyes peeling off your clothes with just a couple of looks.
"Come here." He motions his hands to his chair and you hesitantly go to sit in the (surprisingly) comfy chair.
He traps you beneath him griping both the arms rests making it impossible to look anywhere but him.
"You're an important asset you me Y/n, I'll need you coming to the last drop more often and at the end of your shift every night you must report back to me."
Then he brushed a strand of hair away from your face and your breath caught in your throat, and in that moment you knew that you wouldn't deny this man anything ever.
"Yes," You breathed out. "I'll do it, whatever you want."
He practically purrs as he pulls your face closer to his.
"Perfect, now tell me everything you know."
#silco x reader#arcane#leauge of legends#arcane netflix#arcane league of legends#silco#silco x gn! reader#Observant#delusion writes#silco arcane x reader#arcane x reader#arcane silco x reader
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Aatrox Headcanons
He is deeply disturbed and so void of feelings that all of that despair he felt, all of this anguish he had to go through is now turned into nothing but rage and bloodthirst
I believe, firmly, that if he could find some peace within himself SOMEWHERE, he would be more humane. Less violent.
We know through his interactions with some champs, he hasn't lost all of his humanity. The now removed voiceline where he mocks a player for flashing mastery, in which he mentions players parents knowingly, implying that he still knows what it feels like to disappoint someone close to him, shows that.
I believe Aatrox is ruthless and fears no battle. He has taken down gods!
Mocks all demi-gods frequently. For him, they are nothing but a fraud.
Pantheon and Kayle, who are both either ascended or on their way there, are also heavily mocked and disrespected. Aatrox was one of them before and seeing their measly power compared to his is just laughable.
He still feels fear. Whenever speaking to Vel'Koz he is afraid of his fate since he saw the void.
There is no respect for Rhaast left and Varus is simply a mockery of his true power. And what's with that ridiculous form the Archer has confined himself to!
Has gone a little mad but who can blame him when he felt like suffocating for thousands of years?
He felt panic before he was picked up, meaning he was conscious all of this time.
Zoe helped trap him so not even the pain of a thousand deaths is equivalent to the torture Aatrox had to go through. If he could he'd do the same to her and worse.
I think Aatrox is a really cool character c: i didn't wanna do anything nsfw yet so... If you liked this, let me know!
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Have you ever wanted something, so badly you cannot breathe? - A Swain x Katarina One-shot - SFW
I read the comic and knew I had to write them again! I felt so inspired. I really do love these two and I hope you enjoy.
Based on the final issue of the Katarina comic on Webtoon. written from Swain's point of view.
Swain comes to Kataria's aide as Marcus attempts to destroy his vision for Noxus. But the Empire isn't the only thing Swain is worried about, and he finds himself at a loss on how to manage the sudden longing he feels for another.
The ravens had been keeping watch over Katarina as she sat, guarding the way into his own personal chambers. She had sent word ahead that a plot was in motion, from Marcus himself nonetheless, and the rest of his flock patrolled the city, looking for the traitor. From their eyes to his mind, visions of every one of the streets they haunted and of the fiery redhead filled his senses. Nothing noteworthy at first, but then a presence before her, an argument, and Jericho Swain froze where he was standing. “Marcus,” the word left his lips as a whisper even as he was drawing on the power of the demon bound to his soul to begin traversing the Immortal Bastion at inhuman speeds. Something had been hiding him, even from Raum���s sight. The plot had thickened.
Sound, light, and pain rocked his body causing him to falter midstride, an explosion, felt through the ravens. Marcus was desperate, and combined with whatever power he had borrowed, a power Jericho was willing to bet he knew the source of, made him incredibly dangerous. If anything were to happen to Katarina…He felt his heart shudder, something he hadn't even thought it was capable of until recent months. No, he couldn't think about that now. Unleashing the demon, he felt it spill out of his physical form, subsuming and altering it. Soldiers scattered from his path as he thundered through the dark stone halls, a vision of spectral wings and crackling energy. Through the eyes of his ravens, he watched the fight begin in earnest, violence between Father and Daughter tearing apart what was left of the bonds of family, Katarina choosing her Empire over her Blood. Later he would make time to be proud of that choice, and to tell her that, along with something else that had been on his mind. Maybe.
Blow for blow, she matched Marcus, having grown to his equal while he wasn’t paying attention. Some might give Marcus the credit for that, or Jericho himself, but he knew that it was due to only Katarina. If Marcus had forged the blade, she had honed it, and he’d simply discovered its neglect and polished it before putting it to good use. He had never been worried about a physical battle between them, the outcome was sure to him. But this strange power Marcus had harnessed, might be a match for what Katarina herself had attained through hemomancy. He did hope she wouldn’t be mad about a little bird or two keeping an eye on Drann’s.
That line of musing became irrelevant in moments though, as Marcus revealed his final, desperate play. Almost there, just a few more moments. “Don’t do anything irresponsibly noble, Katarina,” he muttered, seeing daylight ahead. Neither turned to acknowledge as he emerged onto the balcony that overlooked the city of Noxus Prime below. The Wolf’s Maw was in Katarina’s hands and just as he feared, she was about to take the only course of action she saw open to her. He surged forward, a storm of his ravens surrounding him, one word on his lips. “No.” The hand that had been gifted to him from Raum’s power grasped the bomb. “Your Empire needs you.” And I as well, he added silently, I need you.
Marcus called to him, but there was no regret, no one last plea for understanding. Instead, it was a curse, full of rage and venom. Marcus truly hated him. Where had their friendship gone so wrong? They had toppled Darkwill together; fought side by side to better the Empire. Something had seduced Marcus into wanting more, no doubt Soreana with her claws dug deep into him had played a part. No matter how much he thought he’d hidden it, Jericho’s vision had revealed the betrayal to him. That’s what had driven him to finally order Marcus’s death. He’d clearly waited too long though, sentimentality for his old friend stalling his response. Later, he’d have to pick apart the conspiracy that had led to this and cost him one of the closest people in his life. A task he’d make sure was as painful as possible for those who’d crossed him. For now though, he’d settle this.
Landing between the two of them, he sheltered Katarina behind him, the wings of Raum a barrier between her and what was to come. Despite his usually rather ruthless inclinations, Jericho wished he’d had one more moment to make Marcus see sense, but they were out of time. A flash of light, a deafening roar, and a wall of force which the demonic aura absorbed, wiped away all traces of his one-time friend.
As the blast cleared, he let the demon retreat back inside, turning to Katarina, breath caught in his throat. Though she was unharmed as he planned, he could see the emotional toll the events had taken written across her features. There was so much he wanted to say to her, to offer her comfort, to speak of how worried he’d been, and more. Even if she would accept those words though, now was not the time or place. Instead, he offered her something more simple. “My apologies I wasn’t here sooner. He was using immense magic to obscure himself from my power. But I could see you.”
“Grand General Swain,” she remained distant and respectful, and it oddly pained him. “He told me you had become a monster. I can see why.” He felt monstrous, his longing and desires for her nearly overflowing moments after her clash with her own father.
Marcus had been right, he had been preparing Katarina for something. So he’d kept his power hidden from her, waiting until he was sure. Tonight had forced his hand though, but it didn’t matter, all of this had proved him correct about her capabilities. But the time he’d spent observing her through his birds, and their brief interactions, had caused him to feel things for her that he hadn’t for another in so long. “It’s true I am not the man I once was, but I took this magic to topple the tyrant Darkwill and rebuild the Trifarix. Because no one person should have total power.” Even as spoke, he watched her beginning to come to terms with what had transpired. That spark, that fight, it was what he’d come to secretly adore. “Which is why Noxus needs an assassin who can get to anyone, be it a tyrant, a king, or even me. Whatever I may become. Your intervention in Demacia has saved many lives. You have served your Empire proudly. And you have earned my trust even with my own life and death.” It was done, his fate had been left in her hands. If only he could place his heart there as well.
“You don’t have to worry. I’ve seen your power.” There she was, the incomparable Sinister Blade, unbroken by her trials. Though he would still watch over her to make sure all was truly well. “I know exactly how I’ll kill you.” She really was breathtaking. “So what now?”
“Now you go home, recover, I’ll start the search for the rest of this conspiracy.” His birds were already on their way throughout the city with new targets. “When they're found, I’ll let you know”
“Right.” It seemed as though she waited just a little too long before turning to leave him, as though she were waiting for more to be said. Or maybe he was being foolish. Still.
“Katarina…” The word left his lips before he could stop it, causing her to turn back. “I am… glad you’re unharmed.” His tongue felt thick and clumsy, the words coming haltingly. Imperceptibly, she’d inched closer to him, looking up, eyes full of open expectation. Gently he grasped her hand in his remaining human one, thoughts racing as she didn’t pull away. Could it be that somehow she echoed his feelings however impossible he believed it?
“Say it,” she whispered, a prayer and a plea.
“I think…that is to say…I….” It seemed his favorite assassin had run out of patience though as he found himself suddenly wrapped in her arms, her lips pressed to his. The world stopped, and they were lost in each other, despite the horrors of the day.
When they parted, she smiled softly up at him. “You really thought I hadn’t noticed? I would think your best assassin would be able to observe that much.”
"Was I so obvious," he asked, still holding her close, wanting to keep her there forever.
"Terribly." He would've debated that; Grand General Jericho Swain was not some naive fool with his heart on his sleeve, but she started kissing him again. Then nothing else seemed all that important.
#jericho swain#katarina du couteau#swain x katarina#league of legends#leauge of legends fanfiction#my fanfiction#my writing
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Cringe's Arcane Fic Masterlist
Here are my fics for the Arcane fandom. My fav pairing is Vander/Silco (Zaundads) and again most are explicit 18+ all links are ao3.
Tea for Two 1ch, 3.5k words, zaundads
Jinx prepares a special tea for her divorced dads in a chaotic attempt to get them back together.
Til the Last Drop 19 ch, 21k words, zaundads unfinished :(
I feel guilty including this because it's not finished and I don't know when or if I will *sobs* but never say never, who knows. It's a Vander and Silco origin story about the revolution they helped form.
For the Children of Zaun 1ch, 733 words, zaundads
Silco is a councilor at last, but feels they aren't taking him or Zaun seriously. Vander lets him vent and offers comfort.
Just a Kiss, My Lovely 1ch, 2k words, Silco/male OC
Silco’s barber Will has a few secrets up his sleeve. For tonight, it’s all about pleasure. Note that my OC Will, is a trans man.
Cause All I Really Want is You 1ch, 1k words, zaundads
Before the betrayal, when Silco and Vander were inseparable. They outrun a group of Enforcers, but just barely. They hide in a small dark room to let things blow over.
Jinx! You owe me a present 1ch, 543 words, gen
In which it is Jinx’s first Christmas with Silco and she wants to get him the perfect gift. Silco is figuring out how to be a dad.
#arcane#arcane lol#leauge of legends#silco#vander#silco x vander#zaundads#arcane fanfic#fic masterlist#my writing#jinx#zaun#eye of zaun#trans male oc
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Which league character has the most similar lore to kaeya?
Since I got this ask, and it was a long time ago, I still could not figure out who would be most similiar to him??
I took my time to consider everything and...well, Samira? It just run up to me while i was writting "i dunno i couldn't figure it out" like a blessing, because...hear me out:
Warning: Possible headcanon ride instead of genshin raw lore, I did not play most newest archon quest!! Read at risk of slight annoyance of my inaccuracy or possible spoilers :>
they're not too big though and i might look silly but yes, you ask and i shall answer
So, Samira and Kaeya...
Kaeya lost his home due to archon war and situations before that lead to it. Khaenri'ah lost their home due to Gods noticing their power without their lead and...getting annoyed? I'm not sure why they decided to kill khaenri'ah to be more specific.
Samira lost her home due to, in Runeterra lore,people who followed ascended 'gods' ruining it. Samira's quote saying: "Those who followed the ascended burned away my home. So don't expect me to follow anyone."
I was sure that it was ascendeds who burned it down, but fanatic followers doing so is making them less-likely to be too similiar, but still, similiarities are here.
Plus eyepatch buddies, drinking buddies, hear me out?? Kaeya and Samira would slay in taverns frfr
PLUS, HAHAH- THE COIN FLIP THING OF THEIRS??
SO. YES. My final answer is:
Samira is most similiar to Kaeya from genshin :>
#heck#hacker writes#ramble#genshin impact#league of legends#i am connecting fandoms that might be seen as unlikely to get along idc <3#you have no idea how many times i got hated on liking genshin in leauge lobbies/games#welcome to the league of legends lmfao#samira league of legends#kaeya genshin impact#headcanon
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Hey guys! It’s been a bit since I have posted but I want to expand my account and not just write Angst for the Arcana! Here are some of the fandoms I am willing to write for
The Arcana
Hazbin Hotel
Helluva Boss
Vampire Diaries
Arcane LoL
Avatar the Last Airbender
Five Nights at Freddie’s
Cup head
Stranger Things
Bendy and the Ink Machine (I am not too informed on the story line for this so plz don’t come at me if I write smth wrong lmao)
My Hero Academia
Avengers
#angst prompt#x reader#the arcana#hazbin hotel#vampire diaries#helluva boss#writing promps#arcane#leauge of legends#avatar the last airbender#five nights at freddy's#cuphead#bendy and the ink machine#my hero acadamy#the avengers#stranger things
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+ . . . 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋
moss' 100 followers event!
status [ closed ] — writing phase !!!
"and if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did."
past lovers weren't kind, haven't cared enough to consider your feelings but with them it was all different. it was a love that held you close to their chest in the morning, eyes gazing at you with so much warmth and adoration. they thread their fingers with yours, brushing a kiss to your knuckles, before pressing your joined hands to their chest and shutting their eyes in bliss once more. they will never ever hurt you, or let you get hurt in anyway.
𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒
— please only send in one prompt with a character
— only request one character at a time
— please only request the characters that are listed in this event and not on moss' main rule page
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
— ( arcane ) cassandra, grayson, caitlyn, ambessa, mel, grayson, sevika
— ( valorant ) viper, sage, reyna, killjoy, jett, fade, neon
— ( leauge of legends ) renata glasc, vayne, samira,
𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
— sfw —
peach 🍑 ;; " are you going to keep pacing or are you coming in? "
sage 🌿 ;; " i'm better when i'm with you "
fish cake 🍥 ;; " what came over you? " — " teenager feelings i guess "
milk 🥛 ;; " promise that you'll hold me forever "
cake 🍰 ;; " nobody held me like this, you're the first "
crayon 🖍️ ;; " did you just kiss me? "
tri-color dango 🍡 ;; " you are very endearing when you are half-asleep "
love letter 💌 ;; " i can't imagine this world without you "
ice cube 🧊 ;; " mmm... you're warm "
candy 🍬 ;; " let me kiss it better "
juice box 🧃 ;; " any time without you is far too long "
cupcake 🧁 ;; " you got something... the corner of your lips "
onigiri 🍙 ;; " i'm not going to get sick, you baby, let me help you "
socks 🧦 ;; " keep the shirt, looks cute on you "
— nsfw —
chains ⛓ ;; " don't be shy "
spider 🕷 ;; " you know, you look real pretty when you cry "
coconut 🥥 ;; " no, no, look at me darling "
dvd / cd 💿 ;; " say please "
bandaid 🩹 ;; " open wide and say ah "
safety pin 🧷 ;; " kitten, don't make me tell you twice "
dice 🎲 ;; " i can't focus with your hands that high on my thighs "
cigarette 🚬;; " somebody might hear us if you don't quiet down "
#✒️ › moss notes#valorant x reader#arcane x reader#valorant smut#arcane smut#cassandra kiramman x reader#renata glasc x reader#sevika x reader#caitlyn kiramman x reader#viper x reader#sage x reader#neon x reader#fade x reader#killjoy x reader#jett x reader#samira x reader#vayne x reader#mel merdarda x reader#arcane mel x reader#ambessa medarda x reader#arcane ambessa x reader
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Hi I came from your fanfic note is it incomplete, like are you not going to write for it anymore?sorry if this comes out as rude or pushy 👉👈
No no your ask is not rude or pushy at all. My fic Fanfic Note is incomplete but marked as complete because I am no longer interested or have the motivation to write it. Especially snice my current interest is in the Netflix cartoon series Arcane: Leauge of Legends. I don't think I'll ever continue writing it and so I'm sorry if you were invested in the fic. I'm no longer a Hisoka simp but a Silco simp😅
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Arcane characters with a foreign s/o that swears/talks in their mother language when they are upset.
Summary: Arcane characters with a foreign s/o that swears or talks in their mother language when they are upset.
a/n: Daily reminder that I love you, darling!!
Warnings: mentions of swearing
includes: Vi, Ekko, Victor, Mel
Vi:
Vi finds it very amusing when you are angry or upset and then just start cursing in your native language
Especially if you do it in front of others. She is laughing her head off while others are just confused.
is still a little intimidated when you curse because of something she screwed up.
Ekko:
I think Ekko would tease you with it.
In any case, he finds it extremely hot when you insult others in another language because it sounds totally badass.
Whenever you curse because of something that has upset you, he smirks slyly.
I think he would ask you if you could teach him a few words in your native language.
Victor:
I think he would be fascinated if you mumbled in your native language when a prototype of your invention didn't work out.
He would also ask you if you can teach him some words or customs of your country.
He would also try to learn your language and ask you if you can speak it more often
Mel:
I think Mel would be on high alert, because she knows something has happened if you were mumbling in that unknown language.
She would try to find the problem and solve it.
Still, she finds it very fascinating and could listen to you for hours.
She asks you what words like "love" or "I love you" mean in your native language.
She is surprisingly good at pronunciation
#arcane imagine#arcane ekko x reader fluff#arcane mel x reader#arcane vi x reader#arcane victor x reader#leauge of legends imagine#leauge of legends writing/ headcanons#arcane headcanons
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This is based on an ask that got deleted for some reason...
"Could you please do a Vander x Motherly s/o with Mylo Clagger, Vi and Powder?" and I absolutely love this ask so here
Vander x Fem! Reader
Local Hound and Wife adopt Four Orphaned Kids
in which you realize that you’ve done a pretty bang up job raising thse kids
It was nearly five AM when the last group of people finally filed out of the last drop. you could see the sun just barely peeking over the skyline as you wiped down the counter. Friday nights were always the latest nights, but it was okay because you loved what you did and who you did it with. That’s why you and Vander opened up the Last Drop all those years ago.
It was all better than you could have imagined. That is to say, it wasn’t that easy. there was a new battle to fight every day, and there was constantly trouble to get the kids out of, but it was all worth it in the long run, wasn’t it? you thought, giving the doors a jerk to make sure they locked up right. It was always strange seeing the place so empty. The chairs were put up on the tables and the record in the juke box was petering out, a song so familiar to you that you could easily hum along as you swept.
You stiffened suddenly at the feeling of two giant hands on your waist.
“Vander.” You sighed, relaxing against him “You scared the shit out of me.”
“Did I now?” he laughed, slipping his arms around your middle and pressing a kiss to your head as you pressed your back to his chest. “sorry, love”
You hummed in response. “I was just thinking about how far we’ve come,” you shifted your gaze around the bar, watching the weak morning sun filter it’s way through the grimy windows. “it seems like just yesterday, and a thousand years ago”
“Do you like where we ended up?” Vander’s beard tickled your cheek as he spoke.
“Absolutely.” you turned around, pulling him into a short, sweet kiss. “you’re my favorite person, and I couldn’t imagine where I’d be if I hadn’t met you”
“you’d probably be a councilor, maybe a diplomat…doting housewife” he looked down at you, swaying you gently to the soft music somehow still playing on the jukebox
.“what a horrible fate” you whispered, tucking your head into the crook of his neck. It was so real. Gently swaying along to the music, one of Powder’s favorites, if you recall correctly. You stared up at Vander, the familiar lines of his face, the grey hairs in his surprisingly soft beard. He was so different from when you first met, and yet it feels like he hasn’t changed at all from that reckless boy all those years ago. Gently he leaned down, his nose brushing against your cheek as your lips met once again. The shape of his lips was so familiar, and he tasted like tobacco smoke and whiskey, one kiss turned to many, as the two of you stopped swaying, and you wound your hands around his neck, gently stroking the nape of his neck.
“oh, gross.”
You turned to see an extremely disgusted Vi standing in the doorway, arms crossed. “Vi, what are you doing up?” you said.
“Uh, Powder cut her arm up testing one of her bombs, but I can’t find the bandages,” Vi looked anywhere except you or Vander, ears burning red. You laughed quietly to yourself, “so I’ll just uh…grab them and go back downstairs uh”
“Hold on, I’ll get it for you” You quickly made your way behind the counter, grabbing a roll of bandages and antiseptic. Your eyes caught on the bottle of juice Vander kept under the counter for Powder, and decided to grab that too. “Okay,” you made your way back to Vi, handing her the bandages, and following her down the stairs ``I feel like this might need more than a few bandages.” You followed Vi to the small bathroom adjacent to Mylo and Clag’s room where a sniffling powder sat on the edge of a bathtub, eyeing her bloody arm. “Oh..Powder what happened?” you rushed past Vi, inspecting the many tiny wounds on the little girl’s arm, also taking note of a small cut on her cheek.
“Well, I was working on Matilda, she was going to shoot metal shards, but she was faulty and-” Powder hiccuped, using her good arm to wipe her face,
“Shhh, shhh, okay Powder, I’m going to put the antiseptic on and it’s going to sting a lot. Are you ready?” you looked at her, waiting for her to consent. She gave a small nod, screwing up her face in anticipation. Gently you dabbed antiseptic over her arm. Powder hissed at the stinging feeling of the liquid. “Sorry,” you murmured, blowing on the cuts. “Luckily, none of the shards got into your skin, so that’s good. Vi, can I have the bandages?” you turned to Vi, who had been leaning back against the sink. Gently you took the roll of bandages, and wound them around Powder’s arm. “You okay Pow Pow?” she nodded slowly. “There you go, all better” you smiled at her, patting her good arm, “now let’s get you to bed, hm?” Powder only nodded. You’d noticed her eyelids growing heavy as you worked. You lead her to her bed, moving her way too heavy toolbox onto the floor, allowing her to get into bed. You sat down on the foot of her bed, “you’re getting really good at making your bombs,” you smile gently at her.
“They never work right,” powder stares up at Vi’s bunk.
“They will, you’re so close. I can feel it.” you fixed your gaze on the array of markers and screws littered around the floor. Powder worked so hard, and she’s come a long way, “you’re gonna do great things one day,” you turned to powder, only to find that she’d fallen asleep. You smiled at her sleeping face. You got up slowly, trying not to wake the sleeping girl. “Night Powpow,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
You made your way back to the makeshift living room, finding Claggor and Mylo passed out on the couch. And Vander was passed out right next to them. Men. You shook your head silently, and went to go wash up for bed.
You padded into the room you shared with vander, changing into a pair of old work out shorts and a clean shirt of vander’s.
“Hey, Y/n?” you turned around once again to find Vi behind you once, again.
“What’s up, Vi?” you turned the faucet off, and turned to look at the teen. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah um,” Vi chuckled softly, “I just wanted to say uh, thanks”
“For helping Powder? It was no problem, you know i’d do anything for you kids”
“No, er... for everything,”
“Oh um..” The kids had been hesitant to open up to you when you became a steady part of Vander’s life. And you’d been worried to intrude on their family dynamic, but this was the first time that any of the kids had- Before you could finish the thought, Vi had thrown her arms around your middle hugging you “you’re welcome” you gently wrapped your arms around her shoulders. It was rare that any of the kids really relied on you like this, and it was kind of nice. “You’re welcome Vi,” you ran a hand through your hair.
“You gave us all a family again.” with one final squeeze, Vi let go of you and turned trodded out of the bathroom.
“Night Vi”
“Night” you could have sworn you heard her add, very quietly “mom”. But you didn’t want to push it.
A little bit later, you climbed into the small space between vander and the couch, cuddling into his side. you could see the girls asleep in their room, and you could hear Mylo snoring from across the room, and all you could think was that this was it. This was the life you’d wished for all those years ago. And the ones you wished for for the rest of your life.
“Why’re you crying, love?” Vander watched you hastily wipe the tears from your face, and shake your head.
“We did pretty damn good, didn’t we Vand?”
Hola! so this isn’t proofread and it’s kind of messy, but it’s been sitting in my drafts for weeks and I just wanted to get it out! I hope you like it.
love,
Red
#vander#vander x reader#vander x y/n#x reader#fem reader#arcane#arcane leauge of legends#arcane x reader#vi#powder#jinx#mylo#claggor#lol memes#fanfiction#arcane fanfiction#tooth rotting fluff#found family#asks#Red Writes#caitlyn#ekko#the last drop#vi x reader#piltover#piltover's finest
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City of Iron and Glass Masterlist
Vander X OC (second POV)
Some are born a child of the Underground, but you were adopted by the smoke-filled city. You had to learn to love it, which you did wholeheartedly. But fighting to survive breeds a fiery soul, and soon you become more than willing to fight to protect your city, your people, and your family. Pre-canon.
Originally posted to AO3, now also posted to here
Chapter One: Scrap Metal
Chapter Two: Cogs
Chapter Three: Metallic Bonding
Chapter Four: Fused Together
Chapter Five: Molten Steel
Chapter Six: Steel Bars
Chapter Seven: Rusted, not Broken
Chapter Eight: Pressure Forged
Chapter Nine: Chink in One’s Armour
Chapter Ten: Iron-Clad Defense
Chapter Eleven: Foreign Material
Chapter Twelve: Fighting Tooth and Nail
Chapter Thirteen: Well-Oiled Machine
Chapter Fourteen: Mending Plate
Chapter Fifteen: Support Beam
Chapter Sixteen: Iron Shackles
Chapter Seventeen: Corrosion
#masterlist#arcane#arcane netflix#arcane fanfic#arcane leauge of legends#vander arcane#arcane league of legends#vander x reader#vander x oc#writing#arcane benzo#arcane silco#young vander#young silco#young benzo#original character#oc fanfic#Spotify
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I decided to write something.
I decided to be proactive, this is what I wrote (Inspired by Timebomb, the Arcane ship):
"We are only what Time creates of us. Man or woman, Monster or Hero, peace or Mayhem, Perfect or Misfit. Time can change and reflect of us like a constantly changing mold that we are to form in. The best part is, Time never, ever stops.""...In response, though my time is a ticking bomb to go off and explode at any moment, I have my words," -- "The monster can keep the peace, the Hero can create the Villain. Everything is what Time allows us to do. Never take your Time for granted, you never know when your bomb will go off.""...Such as so, allow love and hope to flood your life. Never take granted for the one you come home to; you never know when their heart will stop."
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Hello there, Summoners. Let me welcome you to the yet still barren wasteland that is this blog.
You may indulge in your fantasies here, may help me write up the stories that squirm about in your mind or simply use my humble self as a matchmaker for your needs.
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Viktor
The thing with the Scientists and the Bees - NSFW Viktor x Fem!Reader breeding kink
NSFW Viktor Brainrot
Kayn
NSFW Viktor x Fem!Reader blowjob
A Ray of Life - Sad Viktor blurb
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Aatrox
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Yone
Yone NSFW Alphabet
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