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《 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻?》
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『𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮. 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆』
The next day, Aj woke up early to help Vander set up and open up the bar.
"So how's the girls?" Vander asked while they raised the small barrier in front of the store.
"Their ok so far; we actually got to know each other a little better yesterday, and they loved my cupcakes." Vander gave the little boy a smile and ruffled his hair.
"You're a good kid. Aj, don't change for anyone, ok?" Aj was slightly confused but nodded either way.
He decided to go into the kitchen and make some breakfast for them. He checked through the cupboards and frowned when he couldn't find much, which meant they had to go out for supplies, something that he knew his mother would disagree with.
His demeanor instantly flipped over when he found some pancake mix. He happily cheered on the inside and grabbed the mix.
He made sure to prepare enough pancakes for everyone, but it did cost him the whole mix. He made a mental note to ask Vander to go out for some more.
He grabbed a big tray and placed the plates of pancakes on them before leaving the kitchen just in time to see his mom walk into the bar with some of her crew.
"Hey, mom, want some pancakes?" He asked, holding the tray up to her.
Even though Sevika never really ate breakfast, she always ate what her son made, usually to rate it for him, so she took a plate, he handed her a plastic fork, and she took a piece of the pancakes before taking a bite.
She hummed at the flavors and nodded her head in acknowledgement. "It's really good. Keep up the work, chump." She patted his head and walked off.
"You guys want any? I made a lot," he gestured to the crew. One of the guys shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why not?" He took a plate and a plastic fork.
"Thanks, little man," he said. A few more people took some before they followed Sevika to a table to play cards.
"Hey Vander You should eat something." Vander gave the boy a small smirk and waved him off. "It's alright, mate; I'll be fine. You should go check on the girls." Aj frowned a little, but decided to do so.
He made it downstairs and saw that the girls were already awake. "Hey Vi, hey Powder, I hope you guys are hungry because I made some pancakes." He gave the girls a plate each and a plastic fork.
"Thanks, Aj," Powder said, giving him a smile.
"You're welcome, Powder." He grabbed some for himself and sat on a chair in front of them, and the three kids conversed with each other while they ate.
"Did you all sleep well?" He asked, and they nodded.
"Yeah, we were pretty tired from yesterday," Vi commented, and Aj nodded.
"Yeah, it was a very rough day, but if you want, you guys can go upstairs to talk with Vander. He's been wanting to talk to you guys, but he wanted you guys to get some rest."
"Oh, ok, I'll be sure to talk to him," Vi said.
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Aj grunted as he laid punch after punch on the punching machine. He dodged another attack the machine threw at him and performed a flying kick on it, making it fumble a little bit, but the attacks just kept coming, growing faster and faster each time.
His long black hair was tied up into a high ponytail with some loose strands, and sweat was cascading down his shirtless body due to the hours of work he was doing.
Aj was able to hold for 10 more minutes before the machine went off, signaling for more coins to be placed inside. He looked at the scoreboard and smiled proudly, knowing that he had beat his old score.
He heard someone applauding from behind him, and he turned to see Vi walking up to him while clapping her hands.
"That was really cool," she complimented.
"Thanks, it's my daily workout; my mom wants me to train so I don't become some scrawny, scaredy cat," he chuckled.
Vi looked down and blushed, just noticing that he didn't have any shirts showing his visible abs. Her face turned red, and she didn't pay attention to her breathing. The next thing she knew, her spit went down the wrong pipe, and she started coughing uncontrollably.
"Woah, hey, are you okay?" Aj was quick to run to her side and pat her back.
"Yeah, I'm fine, sorry," she stuttered.
"You were checking me out, weren't you?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
Vi scoffed and punched his shoulder. "No!" She grumbled.
"Mhm, it's okay. Lots of girls in Zaun have a crush on me. I'm a bit of a heartthrob," he hummed, the smirk still visible on his face.
"Well, I'm not one of them, and can you wipe that dumb smirk off your face?" Aj just laughed and said, "Ok, ok, my bad bubblegum.".
Vi rolled her eyes at the nickname: "Again, it's Vi, not Bubblegum.".
"Well, your hair is pink like bubblegum, so it kind of fits unless you want me to call you pinky instead." He gave her a wink, but she just kept a blank face.
"Bubblegum it is," he chuckled, walking to a small area, and Vi followed him.
"Do you think you could teach me?" She asked nervously, and he turned to her and gave her a smile. "Sure! I wouldn't mind a training buddy, but can I ask where this is coming from? Nobody usually asks to learn defense unless they have a reason or a mission set." Vi's eyes widened; he basically read her like a book.
"And if you're wondering how I knew, I'm pretty good at guessing what people are thinking or what they're going to say." Aj fixed his boxing gloves and gestured Vi over.
He grabbed some pink boxing gloves and handed them to her. "You just have pink boxing gloves lying around?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, call me crazy, but I keep them because I always had the feeling I was going to meet someone who was willing to train with me," he chuckled nervously while scratching the back of his head.
"You seem to know a lot about the future," Vi commented while putting on the gloves.
"Guess you could say it's a gift," he replied.
"Now when defending yourself, your fists should be guarding your face at all times because 95 percent of the time your opponent is aiming for your face." Aj put his fists in front of his face in a defense motion, and Vi copied his action.
"Now we're going to try an upper cut. Make sure your elbow is bent at 90 degrees and you move your right foot forward just a little, not too much, or else your opponent will know what you're doing and pick up on your move," he explained before doing an upper cut nice and slow.
Vi followed his lead, doing an uppercut perfectly. "Exactly, just like that, you're a natural!" Aj said, and Vi smiled.
After 20 minutes of practicing, Vi decided to try out her new-found moves by sparring.
"Are you sure you want to?" Aj asked, and Vi nodded.
"Yeah, I'm ready," she said.
"Alright." They both got in defense motion, eyeing each other for what felt like forever, waiting for the other to make the first move.
Vi decided to go first and lunged at Aj with an incredible speed that almost caught him off guard, but he was able to dodge the punch she threw at him. She was quick to turn around and dodge Aj's strike with her arm, using her right leg to kick him back.
He stumbled a little but still stayed on his feet. He lunged, hooked his arm under Vi's forearm, and flipped her over his shoulder. She grunted as she hit the ground but quickly got on her feet, doing a spin kick that Aj blocked.
Their moves got faster with each one of them taking a hit or being able to dodge the others attacks. Vi flipped over Aj's shoulder and kicked the back of his legs, forcing him on his knees and pinning him to the floor.
"Smooth move, bubblegum," he grunted. Vi smirked. "Thanks," she cockily replied.
"But you're forgetting one thing," he said. Vi released her grip on him and shrugged her shoulders.
"What?-" She yelled when he wrapped his legs around her waist and flipped them over, pinning her hands above her head. She groaned when the back of her head hit the mat.
"Always keep your guard up," he responded.
"Ok, you got me on that one," they both laughed, but it quietly died down when they looked into each other's eyes, grey connecting with Hazel.
They both felt their hearts beat faster, and Vi gave him a small smile. If his skin was lighter, he most definitely would be blushing.
He quickly cleared his throat and got off of Vi, extending his hand to help her up, which she accepted. "Uh, thank you for teaching me." Aj gave her a smile.
"Of course, and if you ever want to practice with someone you know who to call," he bumped her shoulder a little and walked off, grabbing his shirt and throwing it over his head, unaware of the girl watching him with a flushed face.
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"I see you're getting along with those girls." Sevika commented that she and Aj were walking around Zaun searching for some more things.
"Yeah, they're pretty cool, especially Vi," Aj said, trying not to smile at the mention of the older sister.
"So that's her name, huh?"
Aj saw the small smirk on her face, and he groaned, "Yes, mom, that's her name, and little one, her name is Powder." Sevika snorted.
"Who the hell names their kid after something you put on babies?" she chuckled.
"Well, you could ask their parents, who mind that you aren't alive anymore." Sevika rolled her eyes at her son's smart comment.
"You know what I mean, boy," she grumbled while Aj laughed.
They walked past the famous brothel, where all the drunk men went to get some pleasure away from their wives and families. I never understood why people would vow to stay with someone only to betray their trust.
They walked past a group of girls his age, and to no surprise, they gushed over the boy, throwing him flirty winks and waves. He just rolled his eyes and continued talking with his mom.
"Hey mom I know this might be sensitive, but I want to know about my dad." Sevika instantly stopped in her tracks, and Aj regretted what he just asked.
"Nevermind, it's ok if..."
"No, no, you're old enough to know." Sevika sighed and sat down on a bench, and Aj sat down next to her.
"Before I started to work for Vander, I used to go to the brothel all the time. Well, I still do, but back then it was different, and that's where I met your father. He was a scrawny little fucker, and he was always my waiter, and he was the only one not scared to approach me," she explained with a chuckle.
"One day he struck up a conversation with me and asked me out. I had to make sure he wasn't fucking with me, which he wasn't, and I reluctantly agreed, thinking it was going to go nowhere, but surprisingly, it did. A few dates later, and some years later, I found out I was pregnant with you. He was excited and waiting every day for when you were to be born." She sighed and crossed her arms.
"But one day, enforcers flooded Zaun and shot down everyone. I was around five months pregnant with you, and we were hiding from enforcers, but they found us, and your father chose to sacrifice himself so that I could get away. As I was escaping, I looked back, and the last thing I saw was him smiling at me and those enforcer assholes putting a bullet in the back of his head.".
Aj didn't even notice a couple of tears running down his mother's face, but when he did, he instantly took her hand and linked their fingers together.
"You and him were so much alike. You loved getting into trouble but had the kindest and gentlest heart. That's why I'm so hard on you to take lessons because I don't want you to end up like your father. I want you to fight for the ones you love until the end." Sevika pulled out a small picture from her pocket and handed it to him.
Aj opened it and saw a man with chocolate skin, calm hazel eyes, and a beautiful smile. He had on an apron and seemed to be making something. He was looking at the camera and shooting it a wink while holding the spoon up.
"So this is him?" Aj asked, and Sevika nodded.
"What's his name?"
"Darius Reynolds," she answered.
"So is my last name Reynolds?" Sevika just shook her head.
"I really never got married, but technically you could legally take that last name because that is your father." Aj looked at the picture of his dad; he looked just like him but with more mature features.
"He loved to cook and make me meals anytime I craved anything."
"So that's where I got my cooking skills from." At this point, both pairs were in tears. Aj launched into his mother's arms and hugged her tight. She held him back, stroking his head while he cried in her arms, sending glares to anyone who looked their way.
This was one of the many times they had a mother-son moment, and to Aj, it felt special.
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When they made it back to The Last Drop with the supplies, they managed to get Aj to see Vander Vi and Powder talking with two boys. One was skinny with messy brown hair and dark brown eyes, and the other was on the chubby side but still built. He had curly brown hair and goggles that shaded his eyes.
"Aj, you're back!" Powder ran to him and hugged his leg. He was kind of shocked, but he hugged her back. "Hey Powder, Vi." The pink-haired girl gave him a small wave.
Ever since their little moment a while ago, they have kind of been slightly awkward around each other.
"Aj, come; I want you to meet some people. This is Mylo, and this is Claggor." He gestured to the two boys. Aj gave them a smile and stuck his hand out to Claggor, who accepted it with a matching smile.
"Nice to meet you," he said, shaking hands with Mylo, who gave him a smirk.
"So you're the heartthrob, Aj, all the girls swoon over, huh?" Aj snickered and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess so," he replied.
"Too bad your place is going to get taken when I flash these babies." Mylo flexed his not-so-muscled muscles and kissed them. Aj tried to desperately hold his laughter in, but Vi beat him to it when she burst out laughing.
"More like sticks." At that point, everyone lost it and started laughing at Mylo, who turned red in embarrassment.
"Whatever," he mumbled, crossing his arms.
"Anyways, Aj, why don't you bring them downstairs and help them around?" Aj nodded, not minding some more male company that was actually around his age.
"Sure, Vander, come on guys, follow me," he said, leading them downstairs and opening the door to the small little lounge.
He pointed down a small, narrow entrance. "There are some small rooms you guys can stay in; someone might have to use a sleeping bag until Vander gets another bed." Both boys looked at each other before rushing into the room.
He turned and looked at Vi. "Hey Vi, can I talk to you?" The pink-haired girl stammered a little, and Powder had to help her with her speaking.
"Yes, you can," Powder chirped, pushing her sister towards the tall teenager.
Vi shot her sister a glare, but she was already skipping away.
"Uhh, I wanted to apologize earlier if I made you uncomfortable," he said.
"No, it's ok; it was just a really good move, and it caught me off guard. You were right; I can't let my guard down. Hopefully this won't stop us from training together." Aj was quick to shake his head.
"Of course not. I just want to make sure we're cool." Vi nodded. "We are," she replied.
He gave her a smile that made her heart melt, but it was ruined by a crash coming from the room where Mylo and Claggor were. They rushed inside and saw Mylo and Claggor basically wrestling for the bed.
"Uhh, are you guys good?" They quickly looked up and nodded. "Yes, everything is fine. Claggor, you piece of shit!" Claggor took Mylo's distraction as a chance to take the bed.
"Don't hate the player; hate the game," he cockily replied.
"You little-" Aj grabbed Mylo by the back of his shirt, lifted him up with one hand like it was nothing, and threw him onto the bed with Claggor.
"You both get the bed problem solved," he said, and Vi followed after him.
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It was around 12 in the morning. Aj helped Vander close the bar down and said goodbye to his mom before he headed downstairs to where all the teens were sleeping.
He was going to head into his room, but when he heard small sniffles, he turned and followed the sound, only to see Powder crouched in a small corner with her knees to her chest.
She looked up at him with her baby eyes, tears running down her cheeks. Aj's face immediately softened, and he leaned down to her height.
"What's wrong, Powder?" She sniffled and wiped her nose.
"I miss my mom and dad," she whimpered. Aj opened his arms, and Powder cuddled into them. He picked her up and led them to the couch, where he sat down and just stroked her hair.
He rocked them back and forth and whispered reassuring words into her ear until she fell asleep, and he eventually did as well.
Vi snuck back into the shoot through the backdoor, making sure to be quiet. She was going to pass through the lounge but stopped when she saw Aj and Powder. Her lips curled up into a soft smile.
She grabbed a blanket and covered them with it, kissing Powder on the forehead before walking off into their shared room.
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Arcane x innocent reader? Like someone who is a literal angel?
Of course! Coming up!
Arcane X Innocent! Reader
Characters: Jinx, Vi, Viktor, Caitlyn Kiramman, Vander, Silco, Ekko, Sevika, Jayce Talis and Mel Medarda.
Tags: Fluff, established relationship, Jayce being Jayce, Jinx being Jinx, overprotectiveness, innocence and reputations trying to be kept.
Warning: None. SFW.
A/N: I adore innocent readers and OCs! I feel they have a way of bringing out the true nature of characters, especially with this kind of cast! Also sorry to everyone for taking so long, I unfortunately have a chaotic and no good life. XD
Jinx
“Hey, toots! How has ya day been? Did you miss me?! Of course you did! Come here, you cute little bunny!”
You are Jinx’s little bunny! She loves how innocent you are for someone who hangs out with her, and in a way, you keep her grounded. You are the sunshine in this dark unforgiving world. Usually she loves destroying things and making others lives harder to live.
But when it comes to you? She is extra careful. She never lets you go on missions or patrol unless she’s with you. You’re in her hideout? She’s doing safety precautions by forcing you to wear a welding mask or staying six feet away from her projects. And unless they are little trinkets and presents for you, you can’t exactly touch them unless she assists you with them. You are a porcelain doll in her eyes. She doesn’t want you to break or become corrupted at all. She’s you’re protector and your lover and she won’t let you forget that.
Violet "Vi"
“Do you know how cute you are? You’re adorable… Hey, don’t hide that face from me, I mean it. You’re adorable.”
Vi is known to be a hardass sometimes to people, but around you? She lets her true colors come out. She’s super affectionate physically and verbally, telling you how much she loves you and cherishes you. If anyone was to hurt you, she’s not just breaking their nose, she’s breaking their entire body. You are so precious. Maybe too precious to her.
She always rushes from work back home just to cuddle with you and ask how your day was. And don’t get her started on your bashful nature, she adores it so much since you only get that way around her. Does she wish you could stand up for yourself? Sometimes. But for the most part, she’s okay with it, especially since she can protect the both of you. To everyone else, she’s a wild card with muscle and snark. But to you and only you, she’s perfect.
Viktor
“Rodnaya. Did you fix my calculations?... Please, don’t fret- I’m not angry. I’m just wondering… What did I do to deserve you?”
Viktor thinks you are make believe. There is no way someone as sweet as you should exist. How can you be so in love with someone like him? He believes he can never give you what you want or need, but whenever you assure him he can, his spirits are lifted and his confidence gets a significant boost.
Whenever you are around, you make Viktor feel he can make all the progress in the world no matter what anyone says. You make him feel a little more comfortable in his skin, which is nice. But even better is the fact that because of you, he tries his best to exercise self love. This can come in the form of taking a few breaks from his project and treating himself whenever he makes a huge accomplishment. Viktor cherishes you so much and he hopes you know that no matter how nose deep he can be in work.
Caitlyn Kiramman
“Good afternoon, my darling. I didn’t keep you waiting, did I? Let me make it up to you… You’re too sweet, but I insist.”
Because of how innocent you are, Caitlyn sometimes compares you to an angel. She finds you to be a bit pure and needs to be protected. Though unlike Vi, her protective nature is more tamed. She’ll prefer protecting you with her words, choosing to ask questions regarding your well being. But if you are in physical danger, she has no problem jumping to your aid with her gun in hand to scare those who hurt you away.
You mean a lot to her and she’ll show you by inviting you to places or showing you the many gardens in Piltover. Of course, she’s not without having more personal evenings together at home, cuddled together and enjoying each other’s company. All in all, she loves you and she’s not afraid to tell or show you that.
Silco
“This life. One of hardship and poverty, is not one that you deserve. I promise, I’ll grant Zaun its independence. For all of us. For you.”
If Silco is the king of Zaun, you are his king/queen. It’ll take a while for you to get close to him because of the locks he usually has around his heart. But if you are able to cut them off with time and effort, Silco will treat you as if you are royalty. Expect him to show you off to those around you, whether it be you sitting on his lap or standing by his side.
That being said, do not expect him to shower you in kisses and snuggle up to your body. He has an image to hold, so the last thing he needs to hear from his men is that he’s gotten soft and mushy. Around them and under the eyes of Zaun, you are just his second half. But behind closed doors? You are more like his life. Just make sure you don’t tell anyone.
Ekko
“Damn, the light here really knows how to bring the beauty out of you. Are you sure you’re not an angel in disguise?”
You and Ekko have a pretty chill relationship. You’re his lover and he’s yours for the most part. He’s not overprotective, but he can have moments of being a helicopter boyfriend. You’re going on a mission? Take Scar with you. You want to go into Zaun to get something? Why doesn't he tag along to help? You would bring it up to him that you don’t always need someone with you, but your bashful nature makes it a little hard. So unless another firelight realizes what’s going on, be prepared to not go many places alone.
Outside of the following, Ekko is for the most part considerate of you and what you want. You can always find him asking you what you desire or need from him and even if you try not to answer, he will subtly find ways to get most of the unspeakable answers.
Sevika
“Hey, we can… Cuddle later, okay? Right now, my crew is here and I don’t want to ruin my reputation.”
Compared to Silco, Sevika is more open in her relationship with you. She’ll tell everyone that you are her lover and in her own way be proud of it. That being said, she tries not to show a lot of PDA in hopes of protecting her reputation and mainly yourself. In her mind, if her group or anyone finds out you mean a lot to her, you can become a prime suspect in future kidnappings or blackmail. And she doesn’t want that for herself nor for you.
Outside of work, Sevika makes up for having to be a little distant with you. She’ll take you gambling with her and if you don’t prefer that, you guys can always hang out somewhere else. As long as you are content and safe is what matters. Sevika’s a good girlfriend, very protective. Just don’t expect her to be super verbal with her love, she prefers actions over words. But do be on the look out for a lot of teasing.
Vander
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself from picking you up, you’re too cute... Screw it, you’re all mine.”
Vander is a big ol’ teddy bear when it comes to loving you. He doesn't care if anyone at the bar comments on your relationship with him because he will waste no time picking you and showing you off like a trophy. He talks about you almost nonstop if he’s not talking about work or affairs occurring in Zaun.
When it comes to his affairs with Piltover, he makes sure you are nowhere near it. In his eyes, you are too precious to get in the middle of anything affiliated with them. Not to mention, he wouldn’t be the same if somehow you got hurt or worse. The kids need you and so does he, because with you in their lives, they feel like a complete family. You hold the hound down on a leash and he loves you for that.
Mel Medarda
“You know what? After I’m done with meetings at work, we’re doing whatever you want. How’s that sound?... Come on now, love. You have to speak up.”
When it comes to Mel, conversation is key. Which is why your relationship can feel like a relationship, but also like a class. She pushes you to speak for yourself in many situations, but doesn’t force it upon you. It’s not that she hates how innocent and bashful you can be, she just doesn’t want that to be used against you or for other’s personal gain. So if she can shape you up to speak for yourself just a tiny bit, that will make her content.
Regardless though, she enjoys your company, especially after stressful days working with the council. In a way, you two kind of act like a married couple, having an unspeakable bond, but a loving one nonetheless.
Jayce Talis
“Yeah, the meeting was great!... Okay, fine, I skipped it- But can you blame me? Why would I want to rehash work when I could be here with you?”
If you were a dog owner, Jayce would be that golden retriever that gives you a run for your money, but makes you feel intense happiness. Every day is always something new with this man because he will give you a run for your money due to how hyper he is when he gets a new idea. Also he’s very loving around you, wanting to spend as much time with you as he can.
Though, he’s no Jinx. He knows that the both of you have lives and duties to fulfill. So he’ll give you space. But not for long. Just be ready to be working or relaxing when Jayce pops up out of nowhere to check up on you. If you forget your lunch, he’s going to deliver it to you. Forgot paperwork? He’s already on it, all you need to do is check for numerous errors. Everyone knows how you feel to date Jayce; It’s a wild ride, but a fun one that’s worth it.
Arcane requests are currently open! :D
Likes and retweets are always appreciated! I love you all, be safe and have a good day! <3
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˗ˏˋ ꒰ arcane masterlist ꒱ ˎˊ˗
~ a masterlist for my arcane fanfics ~
vi
bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)
jinx
get jinxed (jinx x f!reader)
sevika
bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)
mel
n/a
jayce
n/a
viktor
n/a
silco
n/a
vander
n/a
caitlyn
n/a
ekko
n/a
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Ahhhh okay I’m back. No rush at all on this, but your last one was so good I can’t help myself 😂
Could I please get “who did this to you” with Sevika? 🙈 I love my S babies so much I need a fic from you with her! Thank you!
↞“Who did this to you”↠
▶ Sevika x 3. "who did this to you" Hurt/comfort
I wanted to do something longer and more painful but I had problems with an exam that I have to finish and so I had less than half the time I expected. The funny thing is that I have in my mind a long fic called "the herbalist" where the reader actually acts as a private "doctor" in the period when Singed is out of play, so writing this short was a bit of an... appetizer.
↠Word count: 1.5k
↠No use of "y/n", gender neutral reader (no pronouns for the reader)
↠List: hurt/comfort (n.3 "who did this to you" )
↠Pairing: Sevika x gn!reader
↠Tw: implied dark content (Violence), Sfw
[Feel free to send all the requests you want, both from the lists you find on my profile (Hurt/comfort and Fluff) and original prompts. I am trying to write a prompt a day, I will do my best to please you]
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N.3: Who did this to you
The calm of the night is nothing more than a mere mirage in the lanes, especially when the sun sets and to make it sovereign are the hustle and bustle of the music that comes from the seedy premises -similar to the siren song for sailors, attracts drunks and passers to sink despair in a glass of cheap alcohol or between the legs of a demeaning woman- and people now more like small, pathetic street animals: they stick together for a piece of bread, running away when someone bigger comes on stage.
Some of them hiss, others grab anything that lends itself to be a weapon ready to put aside what makes them human for two golden hexes, still others in those streets walk with swollen chests, aware that their fame precedes them, enjoying watching those rats tremble and hide.
Humanity is a privilege that belongs to those who can see the light.
The usual gunshots, the usual screams, the usual sound of broken glass -someone is fighting for their life under that smog sky; and again the most desolating silence falls.
Another scream follows, you bend trying to reach with your arm towards the bottle of cognac left on the bedside table until your fingers grab it, allowing you to drink a sip straight from bottle while a man, alone in those streets intricate like a labyrinth, realizes that he has taken the life of another living being.
Every day is the same, and while in that city of marble and white stone in the evening you can hear the clink of glasses celebrating, pouring drops of precious alcohol on the ground, not far away the darkness brings with it the deaf sound of death, of despair.
You pull your knees close to your chest tired, leaning the head against them while your eyes dart out of the open window: vigilant they flow buildings, apartments, illuminated signs of the premises, people so small as insects that move funny, different and so far away from you stories that you can only imagine what it is really happening, and so on until you meet that eye that stands out over the underground city, high and ubiquitous, the most similar thing to a god the eyes of a zaunite will ever see.
The silence hovers again in the room and sleep makes your eyelids heavy, but in your stomach you feel that growing feeling of inadequacy, as if you have forgotten something important, as if you hadn’t set your alarm, even though the next morning is the most important day of your life.
Another sip.
Tousled hair tickles your cheeks, clings to lips wet because of alcohol in a way you hate, but you are not in a hurry to move them away: you do not want to break eye contact with that bright purple sign that seems to be looking at you directly.
You don’t know rationally why that night everything looks the same as the other nights but at the same time extremely wrong, but you know for sure that until she comes back you won’t rest your head on the pillow.
And no matter how much you try to deny it, to not think about it, lying to yourself and telling that you don’t know the cause of your malaise, you know perfectly what’s the problem: part of you fears that something has happened to her -you stare at the eye hoping that it will somehow tell you, it surely knows where she is now- while the rational side knows that she would even feel offended by the implication that your concern has.
“Do you think I’m weak?”
One last sip before throwing the empty bottle at the end of the bed, quietly waiting for the night to pass.
You have to wait several more hours before the door of the apartment opens with a dry sound: it creaks slightly, accompanied by the tinkling of the various bolts -placed there to make it safer- and to the rustle of the firm draft; letting the woman in before falling deadweight on the battery sofa in the living room.
"Sevika...?" you call her name gently while raising the head with a snap, without receiving a response.
You jump to your feet and rush into the living room, the fear that it may have been just a hallucination dissipates completely when your eyes meet the woman sitting with her knees spread, the head bent down and the door still open behind her. Instinctively put your hand to your chest and breathe a sigh of relief, you wouldn’t be able to put into words how much anguish you were carrying that night.
"You scared me, you know?" you whisper those words in a low voice as you head to close the door, making sure you lock all the bolts and latches. "I had a terrible feeling on me, I stayed awake until now waiting for you because I didn’t want to go to sleep without you"
But again, not a single noise nor an answer from her.
You get close to her, the untied bun causes the raven hair to fall back to hide her face, the shoulders move slowly and painfully shaken by the breath, the clothes are dirty with a mixture of blood, shimmer, earth and sweat, ruined and burned in several places. They’re the only clue that it had to be either an explosion or a fire.
You call her name sweetly, in a tone you know she hates but you need it to not panic while you fill your arms with bandages and various medicines, placing them on the coffee table next to the sofa. You know she’s a strong woman, who is never exaggerated, and this lack of responsiveness scares you even more because of this reason.
You approach her, combing her hair with your fingers and tying them so as to reveal her face, plagued by the purple drug and dirty, dabbing it gently with a clean wet towel.
"I just wish I could kill her"
It’s just a gasp, her voice is dry, and barely comes out, but it’s enough to make your eyes pinch.
But you continue to repress the tears, cleaning the sores of the face before moving your fingers to take the edge of her shirt.
"Sevika, raise your arms. If you take off your shirt, I can medicate you..." she doesn’t answer. You see her biting the inside of her cheek and grinding her teeth, in an expression that precedes a violent outburst.
But the outburst doesn’t happen.
It took you several moments before realizing a consecutive series of things that you didn’t give importance to but that now begin to make sense: she didn’t close the door behind her, she didn’t take her clothes off her once she got home, she didn’t stop you when you cleaned her face, she didn’t light her cigarette as usual when I got back from a mission.
The arms.
You barely hold back a gasp when you realize it, and the way she -for the first time since she’s finally back- lifts her head to look at you makes you understand that your deduction is correct. It’s a tender gesture the one you do, running your fingers along the flesh arm, and her muscles contract slightly in a sign of life that is enough to cheer you up and give you the strength to continue what you started.
"Who did this to you?" you ask while bending down to medicate the arm with tight bandages, necessary to prevent it from losing totally sensitivity. And in a few minutes the number of sterile gauze stained with blood and towels probably stained permanently near your feet increase drastically.
"The same bitch who blew up my left arm."
Her answer is more of a growl than a real spoken sentence and almost instinctively you rub your cheek against her motionless hand, as to comfort her in the only way that does not make her feel uncomfortable. Sevika hints at a light smile, the eyes are outwardly tired but they have that small light, that look that only you are allowed to see.
You smile back, lift yourself up just enough to snap a quick kiss at the corner of her mouth before retrieving the pack of cigarettes from her pocket and putting one close to her lips, giggling when she grabs it with her teeth.
"Jinx then" you slide your thumb on the wheel of the lighter, approaching the flame to her face to allow her to light the cigarette up.
"...she made friendly fire, again." The words come out muffled because of the firm teeth, but still understandable. You nod, gently moving her hand, opening and closing her fingers, stretching and bending the forearm to rehabilitate a minimum of the muscles, stopping when you see her expression change due to the pain.
"This will pass, too, Sevika. Come on, once again,"
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25 or 6 to 4. [iv]
sevika offers you a smoke after finding out about you in jinx's hideout. jinx finds out; and it's not exactly pretty.
reader: neutral.
cw: manipulation, abuse, threats, helplessness, stockholm syndrome.
sevika peered at you like you were some strange wildlife creature. all she wanted was to deliver a message- very passive-aggressively- from silco to jinx. and now she was glaring down a young athlete with the force of a thousand suns.
you looked at her like a deer in the headlights, holding onto the ball. you'd been preparing to throw it to practice your hits, but...
"christ. how the fuck did someone like you end up here?"
you couldn't recall the rules about talking to other people, since jinx was so sure it would never happen. you were either stuck in your room or practicing in her hideout, and both were relatively unbothered.
"uhm... long story...?"
the look on her face was very interesting. there was a hint of disgust in her dark eyes, perhaps at you being from piltover, but more than that was confusion. maybe even suspicion. but that suspicion wasn't directed at you, as far as you could tell. "okay. then give me the gist of the 'long story.'" she spoke as if it was the most obvious conclusion in the world.
"jinx saw one of my games and, uh, took me? i guess?"
"you are fucking kidding me," was her immediate response. "all this enforcer searching bullshit is because of her? again? god damnit. silco better be pissed this time." her angered gaze focused on you. the slight pity it held made you feel put on the spot. "you haven't tried to leave or anything? at all?"
"i don't wanna try," you admitted.
it was true. of course it was. you'd seen plenty of her over-the-top moments and you knew what she was capable of. and she was prideful of everything she did. you didn't ever want to find out what she would do if you tried to escape. er, leave.
"poor piltie like a worm on a hook," sevika mumbled to herself. you could just barely make out the words. fear spiked in your gut when she reached into her pocket. expecting her to draw a weapon- which ou wouldn't be able to defend against- you were surprised when she pulled out a cigarette case.
you furrowed your brow, more than confused.
she took out one and offered it to you.
"what are you doing?" you asked. your confusion was more than evident in your voice. now sevika wasn't the only one with suspicion in her tone.
"i can't really let you out of here without being crucified. even trying to help will get me killed. but i at least want to offer you something to make it... easier, i guess. an escape." sevika reasoned with a voice straight back to her strong monotone. she couldn't be mad at a piltie athlete when they'd been kidnapped down here. someone as young as you- she couldn't be mad. try as she might.
tucking the volleyball between your feet, you hesitantly accepted the cigarette. you'd never smoked before. sala would've kicked your ass. but now you wouldn't see her for god knows how long.
you carefully put it to your lips, and sevika produced a lighter from her pocket, lighting it for you.
the lighter clicked shut. sevika put it back in her pocket. "do you have any idea where jinx is?"
you took a drag of the cigarette, quietly coughing. not as much as you would've expected for your first time smoking. "i-i, uhm, i asked her for something to eat. she just got up and left. i thought she locked the door." admittedly, it felt good to smoke. so you took another drag. how could you ever feel this relaxed?
"sure, she locked the door, but you think i can't get through a deadbolt?" it seemed sort of like a threat.
you pressed your lips together, sighing quietly out of your nose.
"can you tell her i stopped by?"
those words made you feel a little cold. "i-i don't know if that would be a good idea."
god knows what she would do if she found out someone talked to you.
"right." sevika sighed curtly. she tossed you the cigarette case and a pack of matches. you scrambled to catch both with your free hand, right back to being confused. "you probably need them more than me. can't imagine dealing with that girl every second of every day. or just about. i wouldn't wish that on anyone, even some piltie teen." she answered the question you didn't even ask.
looking at the case, you found yourself feeling a little relieved. you had no other escape. it was just jinx day in and day out. you looked back up at her, managing a little smile. "thank you."
sevika seemed more than surprised at your response. what the hell was a piltover athlete doing being so kind to the bodyguard of silco? what the hell kind of sheltered life did you live?
"don't mention it." glancing around one last time, sevika left.
placing the cigarette in your lips, you quickly tucked the case and matches into your waistband, smoothing your jersey over it. you took another drag, sitting down on the ground. you heard the heavy door shut behind sevika, and you were locked back into your giant bird cage, just as alone as you were before.
[two days later].
admittedly, you were antsy to light up.
sala would kill you.
you forced yourself to play it cool until jinx left. how she hadn't found out about sevika's little visit eluded you. but you hadnt seen her since. maybe she was protecting herself by not telling jinx about it. in all honesty, you couldn't blame her at all. the moment that your adoring captor left you behind, you made sure she was gone.
from your waistband you took out the cigarette case and matches. you took out a smoke, put it to your lips, and lit it with a match. taking a deep drag, you were overwhelmed with that feeling of tranquility once again.
sitting in your spinny chair, you pulled your knees to your chest and hugged them there. there was nothing quite as comfortable.
for a few minutes you happily watched the smoke swirl and dance in the air, letting your eyes become bleary and dreamy. this peace almost rivaled what you would experience topside. the happiness of being with your friends, though you missed it, had given you a similar sense of safety and numbed touch. you let your eyes close, and you let yourself smile genuinely for the first time since seeing sevika. for a few moments, you were in your own little world. smaller than your cage, but at the same time a greater expanse than the universe. this was freedom. or some taste of it, maybe.
"what the hell are you holding, froggie." a familiar voice asked. the anger in her voice made it shake. you could feel her eyes glaring a hole in your head, stabbing straight into your soul.
whatever calm you may have felt melted away.
"n-nothing." you hugged your knees closer to your chest. anything to hide the shaking in your hand.
within an instant she clasped your wrist tightly. a pained sound escaped your lips as she dug her nails into your exposed skin. "this? doesn't look like nothin' to me!" jinx giggled through her words, through clenched teeth. "i don't know how the fuck you managed to get a hold of this, but i'm gonna need ya to let go of it!"
as her grip tightened, you managed to look at her. you were greeted with the most harrowing scowl you had ever seen her wear. your stomach churned, fearing your own safety.
"p-please let go, you're hurting me."
your tone was far from calm. it trembled with fear deeper than you'd ever felt before, just like you were. nothing quelled her anger, though. perhaps you were foolish to even try.
"hurting you? you think this hurts?!" jinx raised her voice. it made your ears hurt. your hand tingled. "i swear to god, if you don't let go of that cigarette right fucking now, i'll make hell look like a goddamn vacation home!" it sounded like a promise.
"aww, i hate seein' the fear in your eyes. i hope you know that. i don't wanna hurt you, froggie, i'd never wanna hurt ya! but i'll do whatever it fucking takes to keep ya healthy. so let go of the cigarette, and listen to me, and we won't have a problem! alright?" the pure aggression and venom that dripped from your voice made you mortified, terrified for your life. trying not to audibly cry, you nodded, quickly, flicking the cigarette out of your fingers.
you didn't watch as it plummeted to the ground.
"good. good." she released your wrist. you clutched it to your chest, exhaling sharply in pain. you could feel the pity in her eyes. it wasn't sympathy, that was for sure.
jinx pulled you into a hug. you tensed at her touch, biting back another sob. "y'know i do this because i care, cutie pie. how else are you gonna listen to me, dove?" she mumbled, stroking your hair. even though you felt frozen with fear, you found yourself leaning into her touch. it was better than her hit, at least.
"i-i don't know."
"exactly, toots. i gotta do this! i gotta keep ya healthy. i can't give ya privileges if y'don't earn them, alright? you'll destroy your perfect body if ya smoke. i can't have that happen to my perfect li'l honeybun, my beautiful athlete. okay?" her words coaxed you into silence, wiping away the tears. she pressed a few kisses to the top of your head, and you could feel the smile on her lips.
"okay," you mumbled, half-muffled by the embrace. half of it was just to appease her. the other half felt morbidly genuine. you found yourself snuggling into her hug, unfolding yourself so she could hold you fully.
"good!" jinx giggled. "now, y'don't have any others, right? don't lie to me. you don't wanna find out what happens when ya lie, okay? i don't want to hurt you." she threatened you so nonchalantly, rubbing your shoulder as she did it. "i will if i have to, though."
she knew how to convince you. even when it provided your only escape, you would give it up for her. "s-someone gave me a pack," you mumbled.
"hmmm. who? i won't get mad at ya for talking to someone, okay? i never thought it would happen, it isn't your fault. but don't listen to other people. all they want to do is hurt you for the sake of hurting you," jinx mumbled, giving you more and more kisses.
"i-i think, uhm... she looked like sevika. how you would describe sevika."
instantly her grip on you tightened. "sevika," she muttered sharply through gritted teeth. "i'm gonna kill 'er. can i have that pack, precious."
you didn't dare disobey when she sounded like this. part of your mind cried for you not to listen, not to give up the only true release you ever had. but your body spoke for itself, pulling the cigarette container out from your waistband.
"you're such a good little honeybun. i'll get her back, don't you worry your pretty little head. no one will hurt you while'm here, okay? i promise with aaall the love in the world!"
believing jinx would be more painless than not. so you did, wholeheartedly, letting yourself be swallowed up by her affection.
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Diffidence
It’s a cold, windy night in Zaun, you have nothing to eat or drink or rather anything to afford. You wander the cold, wet streets looking for anyone to hopefully spare some food or medicine. Your little sister lays sick in her bed in your shit-hole apartment, without funds for any medication or potions, you are left with no option except to go out in the cold, dark world, alone and scared.
Rain patters against the tinted window of your roommates bedroom. A neon purple glow radiates outside of your living space illuminating the inside interior. Your sister pale to look at, lays on her bed, head against her pillow staring at you with sunken eyes. Dark rings were around her eyelids due to the lack of sleep she received. A wet cough came from her throat.
“Do we have anymore of the acetaminophen?” She asked weakly. Placing a cold cloth against her forehead, you sadly shake your head no.
“We ran out last night. I’ll have to go out and get some more.” She smiles softly and shakes her no. Leaning a little closer and putting the towel back into the lukewarm bowl you place it back on her forehead. “Lana, I have to, otherwise you’ll get worse.”
“It’s not worth the trouble. We don’t have the money for it.”
“I’ll figure something out.” You say softly. Standing up and walking out of the room you start going through drawers and clothes. Nothing. “Shit.” Then you eye down the couch, the cushions especially. You stick your hand between the first cushion and the arm of the couch and find nothing, then you move onto the other. Once again you find nothing. Getting a little frustrated you throw the cushions off the seats and then spot about seven or eight coins lying in the middle of the couch, several covered in dirt and grime.
You gather all of them and place them into your pocket. Once you make sure they are safe and snug, you walk back into the bedroom. Lana looked up at you weakly. “Are you hungry? Do you need anything?” You asked from the doorway. She smiles once again.
“We got anything to eat?” You rush back to the kitchen and look around through the cupboards, finding nothing but an empty box of tea and a few crumbs. Walking back to the doorway, you shake your head no. She grimaced a little but replaced her expression with a sad smile as to not upset you, little to her knowledge you had already saw it and made up your mind. You turn and go to grab your coat from your room, you hear a muffled “What are you doing?” From the other room.
“Shopping.” You return to her bedroom and walk to her bedside, kneeling down. “I should only be gone for a few hours, two at the most, give or take.” She opens her mouth to argue but you shake your head “This isn’t up for debate Lana, you don’t have any food or medicine. Now try to rest I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
“Will you have enough?” She asked quietly. You tuck your hands into your hoodie and gently caress the watch on your left wrist. It had belonged to your older brother, he practically raised you both. Starting out small he became a thief and then eventually stole from the wrong crowd, a gang of street fighters who worked as rival enforcers for a man by the name of Samuel, he was killed not too long ago. He had warned you to never follow into his footsteps, as that led to an early grave. You wish he had heeded his own warning.
“Of course.” You say with a reassuring smile. You open the window to the living room and climb down the fire escape out into the cold wet sky. Once you reach the bottom, you pull your hood over your head and quickly make your way into the night. Wet splashes are heard coming off your dirty, leather boots. Drops of water drip onto your jacket and body, leaving little wet droplets on your clothes. You pass by a few alleyways and see several shrunken, scarred up bodies laying on the ground with little covering them up. If they were dead or asleep only made the thought more unnerving.
You quicken your pace and walk closer to the open street. A few buzzing lights crackled on and off illuminating the buildings and citizens that were still left roaming the night. Several of them made eye contact with you and you lowered your gaze and tightened your body up. An uncomfortable feeling arose in your stomach as you continued your journey. After walking a little bit longer you reach a bar, there are a few patrons standing or rather laying outside, a few of them snoring that was reassuring, and one that wasn’t, his body was twisted in such a weird angle, you couldn’t even believe you were staring at something like this. Your stomach churned and you nearly lost your lunch. You turned back around to face the outside one last time, you couldn’t take your eyes off the grotesque sight that you didn’t even see where you were stepping, next thing you know, you are falling inside of the bar face first.
You can hear laughter and a few patrons exchanging words between each other, most likely about your embarrassing fall. After picking yourself up you look up to see practically everyone staring at you. Once you fully stood up you silently and quickly made your way towards the bar itself, avoiding eye contact along the way. You can feel the gazes of patrons on you as you walk up to the bar, one patron even makes a remark. “Not even 12, and this little punk is shit faced, someone can’t hold their liquor!” Tightening your arms at your side you walk slowly up to the side of the bar to where the bartender is cleaning glasses.
“A little young to be in here, don’t you think?” He asks you. You look up slowly to see a man around his thirties. He’s wearing a white button up with wrist cuffs and has a poorly haircut. Unlike everyone else in the bar he does happen to great you with a bit of a smile. Or at least as much of one as he can muster.
“…please I need some food for my sister.” You quietly say.
“I’m sorry, can you speak up? I can’t hear you over the noise in here.” He said. You lower your gaze a bit and tighten your arms at your side once again. You open your mouth to speak but another voice interrupts before you can get anything out.
“He said he wants some food for his sister.” Both you and the bartender turn to see a blue haired girl woman stand right next to you at the bar. She was pale and wore a blank expression on her face, not to mention her long pigtails that almost touched the floor. Her hair looked like it hadn’t be been cut in years. Before you realized it, you were staring at how long her hair might be. She turned her gaze onto you and you look away quickly as to not be rude.
“I’m sorry, we don’t serve food here only drinks.” The bartender said sadly. You reach into your pocket and pull out the small handful of coins and gently place them onto the counter.
“Do you have anything here besides drinks? Something that can count as like a snack or something small? I-I know I don’t have much but..”
The bartender rubs the back of his head and sighs slightly. “We might have some soup in the back but I doubt it’s still any good.” The woman stepped forwards and jumped onto one of the spinning stools scaring the bartender.
“Be a good host Chuck and go check in the back wouldya?” The man she called Chuck looked back and forth between you and her and chuckled slightly.
“My name is Thieram…”
“Chuckles, you’re funny.” The woman laughs. She turns to you and gestures at Chuck/Thieram. “I swear every time I come in here, he always says that. I mean seriously what kind of name is Thieram anyway?” The bartender looks offended and mutters under his breath about how his mother named him after his grandmother’s father. You smile slightly but it falters once you realize that the blue haired woman is staring at you. You again turn away to avoid eye contact. “You know you can sit down on the stools, you don’t have to stand there all awkwardly.” She cooed.
You hadn’t even realized it but you were swaying while you stood still. You look at the stools and all but one were empty. Of course it was right next to her. There’s nothing more awkward than sitting next to random people you don’t know, or trust. You started to fiddle with your fingers, quietly cracking them, you did this when you were nervous or bored. “No…that’s ok, I can stand till he gets back, shouldn’t be too long.” You say quietly. She chuckles a bit.
“I don’t bite, Come on, I swear I got all of my shots, nothing contagious, scouts honor!” She says while pulling out the little stool for you. With a defeated sigh, you slowly walk over to the stool and sit down on it. Your body faces the bar with your hands in your pockets and head lowered to avoid any gazes. “Where you from stranger? Haven’t seen you around these parts before.” She asked.
“…Zaun.” You say quietly.
“I know that you are from Zaun silly, I meant where in Zaun.” She giggled. You fiddled with your fingers again and the left sleeve on your wrist rolls down a bit exposing your brother’s wrist watch. It shined bright and golden. Her hand reached over and pulled your sleeve back over the exposed watch, her physical contact was ice cold to the touch. “You’re really going to want that covered. I probably don’t have to tell you what happens in this area of Zaun to people of good wealth, well as good as wealth you can come by these days.”
You looked around quickly to see if anyone was watching your conversation. It was Zaun after all, anything could happen and you probably wouldn't be the least surprised. You have heard of stories where people pretend to be your friends at a bar, get you drunk then proceed to “walk” you home only to get several of their buddies to beat and rob you. “It was my brother, he gave it to me before he was murdered,” you say. Her expression dropped to something indescribable. Not angry but also maybe a little regretful or possibly sad? It was hard to tell.
Before you knew it, she grasped your inner arm tightly and pulled you in close to look at her face directly. A little too close, you swallowed hard and started back at this strange woman. You blush a bit. She had the same serious, indescribable expression on her face with hardening eyes staring into your soul. “You said you have a sister right?” she asked. Without missing a beat or wanting to upset her, you nodded quickly. “You hold onto her, you hear me? You hold onto to her...a-and you never let go, because if you do she will abandon you and you will be left with no one to care for you or about,” she said with a raspy stammering voice. Her eyes seemed to water a bit like she was about to start crying.
You wanted to pry for more information but you decided it was against your better judgment. She started to shake and mutter to herself for a second. “No..no shut up, I'm not talking to you right now! Stop it.” normally you would have averted your eyes and minded your business but you wanted to try and help, after all this stranger did try and help you get some food for your little sister, while you didn't owe her anything you still wanted to help anyway you could. You reach out slowly and gently tap her on the shoulder.
“Uh...um excuse me, are you-?”
“What?!” she snarled. Slapping your hand away and glaring at you with her sharp blue eyes. You pull your hand back quickly and lower your gaze.
“Sorry, I didn't mean to...i-I was just going to ask if you were ok, that's all. Sorry I didn't mean to touch you without permission.” once she saw how you reacted she mellowed down a bit and shook her head.
“It's nothing...I-why are you being nice to me?”
“Well you were nice to me first, you did ask...Chuck? Whatever the bartender's name to go in the back for soup. Thank you.”
She smiled at your comment. And then helped herself to a soda from behind the bar and grabbed herself a beer mug. She jumped back over from the counter and dropped a flowered umbrella into her mug. “I like talking to you stranger, it's been a while since I've had a decent conversation with anyone. Silco’s always busy or not available to talk, and Sevika is a buzz kill. I mean seriously, that tall-ass broad likes to take the fun out of everything! I mean this one time I took a few of her screws that's she uses for her metal arm, I swear I was going to go and get her some new ones but I really needed them for a project I was working on.” she chuckles a bit while sipping her soda. “Though I still can't get her out of my head chasing me around with her metal arm trying to beat me with it, fun times.”
While she was in her memories, Chuck/Thieram came out the back of the bar carrying two cans of what looked to be chicken noodles soup. He places them on the counter in front of you two. “Alright found the last two good cans, you are a lucky fellow. Your total will be $10.57,” he says and holds out his hand for payment. You panic internally inside and count the change in front of you, the total coming out to be 75 cents altogether. Your shoulders slump and you start to tear up just a bit.
“I-I know it's not much bu-”
Before you can say anything else the stranger drops what looks like to be a grenade onto the counter and smiles sweetly at the bartender. “10.57 for two cans of soup seem high, don’t ya think?” she said. Theiram/Chuck turned white, he looked over to you and mustered up a smile as much as he could and said,
“You know what, I can always open a tab on that, you seem like a trustworthy kid. Enjoy your soup buddy!” he widens his smile with fear behind his eyes. You couldn't believe your own luck. You quickly put all of your coins back into your pocket and gingerly reached over for the soup.
“Thank you so much!” you said. You turn over to the blue-haired woman and shake her hand very aggressively. Her whole body is shaking up and down. Once you realized you just nearly tore this poor girl’s arm off you sheepishly apologize and then start to rush out the door. Before you register anything you accidentally bump into someone while out the door.
“I'm so sorry, here let me he-” Before you could finish your sentence you feel the cold steel of a blade against your throat, a sharp edge pressed against your Adam's apple. You instinctively raise your arms above your head and try your hardest not to move.
“That wasn't a very polite gesture to do now was it kid? I think your parents ought to have taught you better than that.” a gruff voice spoke. “I think you should make it up to me and my buddies.” the voice said with a dark chuckle. Before you could even register what was happening two ham-sized arms grabbed yours. behind and held you in place. Another pair wrapped around your legs and hoisted you off the ground. “Let's step into my office shall we?” the voice said. They started to carry you around the building into an ally, the entire time you are stammering apologizing, and pleading with them. But sadly it's all on deaf ears.
Little to your knowledge a figure with long braided pigtails sat atop the roof of the Bar, watching the whole thing. The figure stood and walked in your direction. The two goons who carried you to the ally then throw you to the ground against a dumpster, your back collides against the corner, and your arms against the ground. You let out a painful whimper and try to pick yourself up. One of the goons tries to grab you and you stick your fingers into his eyes. He lets out a wail of pain and the other goon grabs you off of him and throws you against the wall. You fall to your hands and knees. The leader walks up and kicks you in the ribs and then in the stomach.
Once you are on the ground again, the two cans of soup fall out of your pocket and roll onto the wet pavement. You reach out with your left hand to try and get them. One of the goons grasps your wrist and hoists you up inspecting your watch. “What do we have here?” he said. He starts to undo the watch from your wrist, once you realize what's happening you start to jerk and grab at his hands attempting to stop him.
“No!”
In response, the goon backhand's you and then tears the watch off and tosses you to the wet pavement. You get back up and try to get it from him only to for him to toss it over to one of his cronies in a cruel game of catch.
“No! Give it back! Please!” you pleaded while trying to desperately reach for it. Two of the cronies grab your arms and pin you against the wall. You begin to plead with them once more they laugh and sneer at your attempts to reason. The leader pockets the watch and then picks up both cans. He pockets the other and begins to toss and catch the second one.
“You know what? That ass beating probably has worked up an appetite for this kid! Let's do our good deed for the week and feed him!” he pops open one of the cans. “Hold him still!” he snarls.
“You don't understand! I need that for my sister!” you begin to thrash. The uglier one of the group grabs your chin and forces open your mouth. Before he can start pouring, loud clattering sounds are heard. All four of you look towards the ground where a grenade with a neon pink monkey is painted on rolls to the leader's feet. An explosion goes off knocking everyone to the ground. You see a figure emerge from the shadows and blow her hair from her eyes while staring at all of you with a blank expression.
“Hi,” she says. Then in a blink of an eye, she pulls out a pistol and opens fire on all four of you. In your panic, you grab one of the goons and pull on his shirt causing both of you to hit the ground. You quickly crawl on your belly in the wet gravel towards the backside of the dumpster to avoid fire. Sadly each time you get closer one of the goons gets in front of you till inevitably are stuck between all three now freshly dead bad guys. You scoot back from the dead bodies, shuddering and crying till your back hits the wall. You see a pair of boots begin walking in your direction. You shield your eyes and begin to shake. With a trembling voice, you kindly ask the figure to let you live.
“P-ple...please d-don’t hurt m-me.” you are shaken by taking off your watch and holding it in front of yourself. “Just let me go...please, I want to see my sister again. She's sick an-and needs my help.” a voice then spoke out.
“Relax there stranger, I ain't gonna hurt you!” you look up hesitantly, still shaking and sniffling. Above stood the blue-haired woman with her hand out and a cheery smile on her face. “My name is Jinx, I think you and I are going to be really good friends, what do ya say? Interested?”
#arcane#jinx x gender neutral reader#jinx x male reader#jinx x fem reader#jinx arcane#league of legends#jinx x reader#sevika#silco league of legends#jinx and silco
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Silco x f!reader and mirror sex please
Find The Me That Was Pure
Kinktober Day 16: Mirror Sex
Silco x Fem!Reader
''Come here, darling, I have a little surprise for you.'' Silco tells you with a rare smile as he takes your hand and leads you to your shared bedroom. You have been conveniently stopped to enter it for a whole day, with either Jinx or Sevika directing your attention elsewhere. Knowing your husband's habit of spoiling you as well as his luxurious taste, you were eager to finally see what he purchased.
''Oh, so that's why I've been unable to enter my own bedroom all day, hm?'' You ask jokingly as Silco gives you a chuckle in response. ''Perhaps, but don't worry, I'll make it worth your wait.'' He tells you as you enter the bedroom, gasping at the sight of a wonderful ornate floor mirror. It's frame is coated with what almost seems like gold and your shocked expression is reflected back at you in the crystal-like glass. Your gaze falls onto Silco's pleased smile, as he wonders whether you like it. ''Oh, it's beautiful! It must have cost you a fortune!'' Silco smirks at your joyfulness.
''There is no such thing as too big of a price to pay if it is for you, my dear.'' He says as he winds his arms around you, hugging you from the back. You lean back into his chest as he starts pressing chaste kisses against your neck. It is then that you notice how the mirror is set up opposite of the bed. Silco smirks knowingly once he notices your gaze. ''How about we put this mirror to a good use, hm? I always wondered how pretty you'd look from this angle as I pleasured you.'' He whispers sultry into your ear and chuckles deeply when he feels a shiver go through your body.
And that's how you find yourself on the bed, sitting up on your knees and naked, while your husband plays with you. He stands behind you, still dressed as his hands run over your body, worshipping and praising you relentlessly. ''Such a pretty thing you are. Look at you, look at that beauty, my dear.'' He whispers as one of his hands grips your face and makes you look straight at your reflection. Your messed up hair, the blush on your cheeks and your heaving chest. They all make up a wonderful image of clear arousal and absolute debauchery.
Silco makes you watch as his fingers enter you, prepping you for his cock. Once he feels you getting close, he retracts his fingers from your heat with a wet sound that makes you whine. He shushes you gently before unbuckling his pants and slowly penetrating your pussy with his member. He watches in delight as your whole body trembles, massaging your breasts with his fingers in order to get you through the uncomfortable stretch. He is still behind you, with your back against his chest so once you're ready, he helps you out by lifting your hips up and down on his cock.
''You look so pretty, getting ruined by me. Look at yourself, sweetheart.'' He orders you, drawing your attention back to your shameful reflection. ''I want you to watch as I make you cum.'' Silco whispers lowly in your ear, sneaking his hand down to your clit to push you over the edge, relishing in the way you scream his name as you come. He finishes inside of you as soon as your pussy squeezes around him, his hands holding you tightly against him as you catch your breath.
Your body sags from exhaustion, as your husband lays you down on your back. The last thing you remember before falling asleep is Silco kissing your forehead and whispering something along the lines of; ''I'd say that was money well spent. Sleep well, my love.'' Before you slip into slumber, his soft and loving chuckle being the last thing you hear.
song i listened to while writing: lie by jimin
a/n: well that one was longer than my other kinktober entries... idk why but i really like writing for him, i actually quite enjoy writing for arcane's male characters (esp silco, viktor, vander and ekko)
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+ . . . RULES & CHARACTERS !
- RULES
× you can request smut and/or sfw for all of the following characters
× dark content such as ; dub-con, stepcest, mentions of blood, knives, age gap, etc.
× female, afab, or gn reader
× WILL NOT WRITE amab or male reader, character x character
× NO snuff, wound-fucking, incest, extreme gore, feet fetish, necrophilie etc.
× be spesific about your request, give a little scenario because no-one can do a lot with "something with xy character and make it smut 🥺🥺"
- CHARACTER
jujutsu kaisen ;;
nanami kento, mai zenin, maki zenin, nobara kugisaki, utahime iori, shoko ieiri ( all romantic + platonic )
valorant ;;
viper, reyna, neon, sage, jett, fade ( all romantic + platonic )
arcane ;;
caitlyn, jinx, sevika, vi, grayson, cassandra, mel, ambessa ( all romantic + platonic )
the last of us part 2 ;;
dina, ellie eilliams, abby anderson ( all romantic + platonic )
resident evil ;;
alcina dimitrescu, bela dimitrescu, mother miranda, jill valentine, ada wong, leon s. kennedy, rebecca chambers, chris redfield, claire redfield, ashley graham ( all romantic + platonic )
league of legends ;;
k/da evelynn, k/da ahri, k/da kaisa, k/da akali, renata glasc, zeri, samira, vayne ( all romantic + platonic )
#valorant x reader#overwatch x reader#arcane x reader#league of legends x reader#grayson x reader#sevika x reader#mercy x reader#vi x reader#viper x reader#sage x reader#lady dimitrescu x reader#bela dimitrescue x reader#resident evil 8 x reader#widowmaker x reader#ashe x reader#d.va x reader#arcane smut#overwatch smut#valorant smut#sfw#jinx x reader#caitlyn kiramman x reader#neon x reader#fade x reader#jett x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#🪴 — moss’ navigation !
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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧...
if you use the icons above please credit me because it took a LONG time to make them
lookie here, this yet another event by yours truly. a valentine's day event called, What Could've Been...
request at your leisure, but know during this event we're reviewing themes such as heartbreak, angst to fluff, hurt/comfort, and much more. comfort fics are a must but straight up against is okay too. you do not have to stick to the presented theme
this event goes on all week until friday at 8 pm EST (ie. 20:00)
Rules;
+ i'm accepting gn, fem, and idk if i can do male reader strictly for this event (its a trial period so bare with me here)
+ sfw and nsfw requests are accepted, please remember to do this when you go looking for your request as it's critical so that you may view your req
+ sfw and nsfw requests are accepted, please remember to do this when you go looking for your request as it's critical so that you may view your req
+ there's a limit of one character per request
+ no minor x adult relationships (ex. silco x jinx)
+ obviously i have the right to refuse requests
+ i'll try for 1k for each request, please be descriptive with what you want to make it easier on me
+ if your character is done ooc im sorry, also not sure how well i can write sevika so do that at your own risk otherwise
the following themes are not accepted:
noncon, yandere, pedophilia, watersports, etc. more tba
this is my masterlist for everything else + the blog
#the arcane x reader#vander x reader#the arcane x you#ekko x reader#vi x reader#caitlyn x reader#viktor x reader#silco x reader#grayson x reader#mel medarda x reader#jayce x reader#jayce talis x reader#wow ive been spelling his last name wrong#arcane events#arcane writing event#what could've been
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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕆𝕟𝕖
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《 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝘀》
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『𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭. 𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱』
"Let them go now!" A certain raven-haired boy yelled, running up to an enforcer who was holding a woman by the throat. He rammed his body against the man as hard as he could, knocking them both to the ground.
He raised his fist and punched the enforcer in the face, knocking him out cold. He was so fixed on the man under him that he didn't notice another enforcer come up behind him.
But luckily, Vander saw this and punched the guy away from the teenager.
The boy went over to the parents and sighed, seeing the father already dead and the mom barely clinging to life. "Mamm, just hold on; we're going to get you help," he whispered, putting pressure on her wound, but the woman just shook her head and removed his small hand.
"No, please save my daughter's," she whispered, her eyes slowly closing.
"Mamm? Mamm!?" No matter how hard he tried to wake her, she wouldn't open her eyes. He put his head to her chest, listening for a heartbeat, but couldn't hear one signaling that she had passed on.
He turned to look at Vander, who was waiting for an answer, but the frown on the boy's face said everything.
"It's alright, son; you did the best you could," Vander muttered, patting the boy's head and helping him onto his feet.
"Let's get you back home before your mother tries to have my head for almost getting you killed," he chuckled, getting ready to walk away, but the teenage boy grabbed his hand, stopping him in his tracks.
"Wait, we need to find the girls, she said, to save her daughter's". On cue, two girls walked out of the red smoke. One looked around the boys age with short pink hair and silver grey eyes, and the smaller one had blue hair with blue bell eyes.
They looked around in desperate fear, and the boy could tell that they were looking for their parents, but all the girls saw were them.
Vander slowly approached the girls, with the boy right behind him. The blue-haired girl immediately curled up to her sister's side while still looking at the two males.
The pink-haired girl looked up at Vander almost as if asking where her parents were, but when she saw his face, she felt her heart break into two.
She looked around and gasped slightly when she saw the bodies of her parents. The younger sister didn't even need to look; the pain on her sister's face said enough for her.
She watched as her big sister fell to her knees and started to cry her eyes out. The little sister wrapped her arms around her neck and cuddled her head into it, with a tear dropping down her eye as well.
The two males just watched in sorrow. The boy looked up at Vander and gestured to the girls. "We should take them," he said.
Vander looked back at the girls and nodded his head. He leaned down to the girls height, and they turned their sights to him.
"What's your name, darlings?" He questioned them softly.
"I'm Vi, and this is Powder." The pink-haired girl spoke up, sniffling slightly, and gestured to the blue-haired girl, who is now known as Powder.
"Well, Vi, Powder, my name is Vander, and this boy right here with me is Ajari, but you can call him Aj for short." The girls looked at the dark-skinned boy, who gave them a small smile and a wave.
Aj walked up to Vi and extended his hand for her to take. "You can come with us. I promise you'll be safe."
Vi stared at his hand, contemplating whether to take it or not, but eventually she accepted his hand. But when she touched it, she felt a small spark, making her flinch just a little, but Aj didn't seem to notice as he helped her onto her feet.
She stumbled a little, groaning at the small pain in her left leg, but Aj adjusted her.
Vander picked Powder up, and she immediately curled into his chest.
Aj decided to do the same thing and picked Vi up bridal style. The pink-haired girl was shocked but didn't say anything.
She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.
As they walked away from the scene, Vi glared at the remaining enforcers that were watching them before disappearing into the red smoke.
She looked up and eyed the Piltover, giving it that same hateful look.
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When they made it back to The First Drop, Sevika was quick to jump from the table and rush to her son with a not-so-happy look on her face.
Aj knew what was coming and gave Vi to Vander, who gave him a look basically saying 'good luck' Aj sighed and turned to his mother, only to be smacked at the back of the head. He yelled loudly and rubbed his head.
"Oww, ma," he grumbled.
"Oww, my ass, where the hell were you? I never gave you permission to go out with Vander." Sevika scowled. That look would have scared anyone else, but not Aj; he's seen it way too many times.
He had a huge habit of disobeying his mother, a trait that she said he got from his dad, which confused him since he's never really heard of his dad much.
"We were going out for supplies, and we saw this couple getting attacked. We couldn't save them, but we saved their daughter's," he explained.
"Ok, but I'm not their parent; I'm your parent, and as I say goes, you do not go off without informing me. Do you understand?"
Aj rolled his eyes and was going to smack his lips, but Sevika caught on to it and hardened her glare. "Ajari, if you smack your lips at me, I will knock you out." Aj was quick to close his mouth, knowing that when his mom said his full name, she wasn't playing around.
"Sorry that I didn't tell you I was going out, ma. I'll be sure to inform you next time," he apologized. Sevika sighed and patted his head.
"Just make sure I know next time. Did you at least finish your self-defense lessons before you left?"
"Yes, mamm, and I also need a new trainer. I'm starting to kick his ass at everything. I feel like the trainer," he laughed, and Sevika cocked a smirk.
"That's my boy," she said, ruffling his hair.
After talking with his mom for some time, Aj wanted to go check on the siblings when he saw Vander returning to work.
"Hey Vander, do you have any snacks that I can give to Vi and Powder?" He asked Vander, who nodded and went into the back before coming out a little later with some cupcakes that Aj had made earlier before they left, which were his favorites.
His mouth watered at the delicious treats, and he thanked Vander for taking the snacks and headed to where he saw Vander take the girls.
He left the bar and entered the room where he usually slept, which was a place under the bar, and saw the two girls holding each other while sitting on the bottom of a bunk bed that Vander bought from an auction some time ago.
"Is mommy and daddy okay, Vi?" He heard Powder ask.
"Yes, their ok, Pow Pow, their in a better place away from this mess," the older sister ran her fingers through the blue-eyed girl's hair.
"Will we see that better place one day?"
"Yes, when it's our time, we will."
Aj decided to make his presence known, and he cleared his throat, catching the attention of the two girls. Powder immediately dove behind her sister, still not used to seeing other people.
"Uh, hey, sorry, I had to leave. my mom is pretty strict with me leaving this place and uh I noticed you guys been down here kinda long so I thought I'd bring you guys some food these are chocolate cupcakes their my favorite" he said giving the plate to Vi.
"Thank you," she muttered.
She took a cupcake off of the plate and handed it to Powder, who looked at it curiously. She hesitantly licked the icing, and Aj almost laughed at how cute she looked when her eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
She instantly unwrapped the wrapper and took a big bite out of the dessert. Her once-scared frown was a huge smile.
"Wow! This is really good!" She said this while Vi and Aj watched her with soft smiles.
"Thank you; I make them myself, actually," Aj commented.
"Really?"
"Yep, I always had a passion for cooking, so I usually help Vander in the kitchen or I cook my own meals. I've got to learn how to survive at some point." Powder finished her cupcake, and Aj took the wrapper and tossed it into a small bin.
"You still haven't tried one bubblegum," Aj said with a smirk. Vi's eyebrows furrowed, and she cocked her head.
"My name is Vi, not Bubblegum," she huffed, crossing her arms.
Aj just kept smirking and gestured to the cupcakes. Vi sighed and took one of them and unwrapped the wrapper before biting into it, and just like Powder, her eyes lit up at the new taste in her mouth.
"Wow," she mumbled, "these are really good!" Aj smiled in gratitude.
"Well, I usually make them every Thursday, so if you want to come down and help, I'll be in the kitchen."
He handed the girls some water and was going to get up to leave when he was grabbed by Powder. "Wait, don't go. We want to get to know you better." Aj shrugged his shoulders; he had nothing else to do anyway.
"Alright," he replied. The girls made some room for him, and he sat down in the middle.
"So your mother is the Sevika, huh?" Vi said, and Aj nodded.
"Yep, but honestly, despite her horrifying demeanor, she actually a really good mom made sure I survived down here-," he cut himself off as he realized he's talking about his mom to two girls who just lost their parents.
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't be talking about my parents. You guys need some time to mourn."
"No, no, it's fine; we've mourned enough, honestly," Vi reassured.
"Yeah, now we just need a friend," Powder chirped. Aj tried not to pass out from how adorable Powder was.
"Well, then how about we reintroduce ourselves? My full name is Ajari, but you could call me Aj for short."
"My name is Powder."
"And my full name is Violet, but I go by Vi."
"You know Violet is Arabic for hidden beauty," Aj commented.
Vi felt her face heat up slightly at the fact that a guy basically called her cute. She's been complimented before, but those were just cat calls by drunk weirdos. However, it was different because it was by a boy who looked genuine and very handsome at that.
"And powder means gentle or light." Powder's eyes lit up, and a huge smile fell on her face. Aj was happy to help the girls get over the loss of their parents; after all, he wouldn't know what he would do if he lost his mom, even if she can be pretty overbearing at times.
"What is your Arabic for?" Vi asked.
"Oh, my name means to teach or someone who knows the rules, basically a leader," he explained.
"Nice," Powder commented.
"So, where's your dad?" Vi asked.
Aj's eyes furrowed, and he just shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know; I really never met him. Either he died or he walked out on my mom. I never really asked her about him, just in case it struck a nerve in her."
"Understandable," Vi said.
"So, how old are you guys?" He asked.
"I'm 13 and Powder is 6; how about you?"
"I'm 15 my mom gave birth to me here since the hospitals got overrun by enforcers that day I lived here for as long as I can remember mom said it was safer for me to be here"
Aj heard a small yawn and felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked, and he saw that Powder had fallen asleep on his shoulder.
"She's literally so adorable," he cooed, looking down at the small toddler.
Vi nodded in agreement. "She really has always won our parents over with those big eyes."
Aj chuckled and carefully tucked Powder in, and Vi decided to let Powder rest while they finished talking. After some time, the talking turned into jokes.
"And when my mom opened the case and saw the spider, she almost shitted her pants, and I got a whooping after that, but it was so worth it." Vi let out a loud laugh, and Aj couldn't help but state.
Vi noticed him looking and wiped a small tear of laughter from her eye. "What?" She asked.
Aj quickly cleared his throat. "Nothing; it's just that you sound really pretty when you laugh."
"Oh, uh, thanks." Vi tried to stop the incoming blush from taking over her whole face.
"I have something I want to show you," he said, taking her hand and leading her to the rooftop that showed the view of the undercity as well as Piltover.
"Wow, it's beautiful," Vi said, looking out at the view and sitting on the edge with Aj following her move.
"Yeah, I come up here whenever I need to take a breather. Only I know about this spot, and now you do, and one day Powder will too," he replied.
Vi turned her head to the boy and asked, "Why are you being so nice to us?"
"Because everyone needs a friend, right?" Vi smiled slightly and looked into the boys hazel eyes. "I guess.".
#angst#fluff#music#arcane silco#powder arcane#vi arcane#caitlyn arcane#arcane league of legends#arcane#ekko#jinx#silco#vander#sevika#sevika x male reader#vi x male reaer#vi smut#league of legends#imagine dragons#Youtube
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Sevika x Reader except the reader is drunk and needs to go to the bathroom. Unfortunately, there's a line to the woman's bathroom so they scream out "What is this, the piss parade," and uses the male bathroom instead.
Reader to Sevika ^^^
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RULES & CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR.
— rules !!
I'm fine with writing smut, however I will NOT write anything that has to do with pedophilia, incest, non-con, zoophilia and any tabboo/illegal kinks.
do not spam requests please.
do not ask me to write for characters that are not listed here.
I accept poly relationships.
my target audience are sapphic women and people under the nonbinary umbrella. I will not write any of the stated characters with a male reader.
oc x character requests are welcome, although please describe me your oc in the request.
— characters I write for !!
valorant ;;
neon ( romantic + platonic )
viper ( romantic + platonic )
reyna ( romantic + platonic )
raze ( romantic + platonic )
fade ( romantic + platonic )
jett ( romantic + platonic )
skye ( romantic + platonic )
sage ( romantic + platonic )
astra ( romantic + platonic )
league of legends ;;
renata glasc ( romantic + platonic )
zeri ( romantic + platonic )
akali ( romantic + platonic )
evelynn ( romantic + platonic )
neeko ( romantic + platonic )
seraphine ( romantic + platonic, no smut )
arcane ;;
vi ( romantic + platonic )
caitlyn ( romantic + platonic )
jinx ( romantic + platonic, no smut )
sevika ( romantic + platonic )
grayson ( romantic + platonic )
overwatch ;;
junkerqueen ( romantic + platonic )
moira ( romantic + platonic )
sombra ( romantic + platonic )
mercy ( romantic + platonic )
pharah ( romantic + platonic )
borderlands ;;
lilith ( romantic + platonic )
tyreen calypso ( romantic + platonic )
moxxie ( romantic + platonic )
moze ( romantic + platonic )
amara ( romantic + platonic )
#overwatch x reader#junkerqueen x reader#arcane vi x reader#vi x reader#arcane x reader#reyna x reader#caitlyn x reader#valorant x reader#viper x reader#jinx x reader#sevika x reader#evelynn x reader#akali x reader#renata glasc x reader#zeri x reader#seraphine x reader#neeko x reader#raze x reader#jett x reader#neon x reader#moira x reader#sombra x reader#mercy x reader#borderlands x reader#tyreen calypso x reader#tyreen x reader#lilith x reader#moze x reader#moxxie x reader#amara x reader
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. . .𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 + 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 ˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ .
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❥๑ this blog contains nsfw and dark content. i always properly tag my works and write trigger warnings, so stay safe, make sure you read them.
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x will write — bdsm, breathplay, somnophilia, dub!con, cnc, pet play, stepcest...
x won't write — non-con, pxdo related stuff, gore, wound fucking, scat, fisting...
x dni — transphobes, homophobes, maps (aka pedo), terfs, radfems, proana, minors, men, proshippers
ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍꜱ — ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ
𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞: caitlyn, vi, cassandra, sevika, ambessa, grayson, jinx
𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬: vayne, samira, irelia, elise, renata glasc, camille
𝐤/𝐝𝐚: evelynn, kai'sa, akali, ahri
𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥: kayle, sona
𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭: viper, sage, fade
𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞: alcina, bella, miranda, donna
𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚: carmilla, lenore, lisa, sypha
𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐲: vanessa (human ursula), maleficent, cruella, lady tremaine, gothel
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───── ⟡ request rules.
navigation ⊹ masterlist ⊹ 18+ MDNI
➣ requestable fandoms & characters ;
marvel - Agatha Harkness, Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Maria Hill, Monica Rambeau, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Valkyrie/Brunhilde, Yelena Belova, & more!
arcane - Ambessa, Grayson, Jinx, Sevika, Vi, & more!
legend of korra/avatar the last airbender - Azula, Kuvira, Lin Beifong
misc - i'll consider writing for games like re2, overwatch, league of legends, valorant, etc if I get requests on them. other characters from movies and shows i'll write for as long as i've seen it first!
➣ things i will NOT write ;
scat, watersport, incest, self-harm, extreme gore, wound fucking, feet fetish.
also not willing to write male reader or reader x male character, and irl celebrity x reader.
please understand that these are just some of the things I don't feel comfortable writing for so please do refrain from requesting any of this.
➣ general rules ;
you must have an 18+ blog before requesting or reading/interacting with any of my content. I will have to start blocking accounts without ages specified!!
also, please remember to stay respectful to my horrible writing schedule, your requests are valued by me but I am an EXTREMELY slow writer. thank you for understanding.
finally, I do NOT consent to have my work being posted, translated, fed through AI, or published to any third-party site or app. if anyone sees my work being posted on anywhere other than the accounts i strictly state are mine, they were not posted with my permission!
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REQUEST GUIDE
What exactly is allowed? And what’s not?
ALLOWED:
~ FLUFF
~ ANGST
~ GORE
~ HEADCANNONS
~ ROMANCE
NOT ALLOWED:
X. NSFW
X. INCEST
X. PEDOPHILIA
MAYBE?
? Suggestive
? Mental disorder (For awareness and spreading love about them purposes.)
? Yandere/stalking (Not too disturbing)
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CHARACTER X READER!
Ah, so you decided to request a Character x Reader? Lovely choice, reader! Let me show you what I have in store to satisfy your needs!
~ If you would like an AU of the character x reader you requested, you may ask and I will tell you if it’s possible to be written by me!
TYPES OF READER
Gender identity:
~ Male
~ Female
~ Transfem/Transmale reader
[Any other gender identity like non-binary, genderfluid, agender, etc, will be referred with they/them pronouns!]
Role:
~ Civilian reader
~ Villain reader
~ Hero reader
~ Vigilante reader
~ Child reader (It must be platonic!)
[And so much more! Depending on your request.]
CHARACTERS
You can’t have a good request if you don’t know what you’re requesting! Here’s a list of fandoms that I know and will do!
~ If you have a character in mind in one of these fandoms and was not mentioned, please let me know in the request!
(?) = Maybe? I don’t know their personality that well
MY HERO ACADEMIA / BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
Students:
~ Shoto Todoroki
~ Katsuki Bakugou
~ Izuku Midoriya
~ Ejirou Kirishima
~ Kyouka Jirou
~ Mina Ashido
~ Momo Yaoyorozu
~ Ochako Uraraka
~ Tenya Iida
~ Neito Monoma
~ Itsuka Kendo
~ Hitoshi Shinso
Pro heroes:
~ Hawks
~ Endeavour (?)
~ Mirko
~ Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead)
~ Present Mic
~ Ms. Midnight
~ Sir Nighteye (?)
~ Fat Gum (?)
~ Best Jeanist (?)
~ All Might (?)
Villains:
~ Shigaraki
~ Dabi
~ Himiko Toga
~ Lady Nagant
~ Mr. Compress
Platonic only!
~ Kota
~ Eri
ARCANE
UNDERCITY / ZAUN:
~ Jinx / Powder (From when she was a kid to her current self)
~ Vi / Younger Vi (From when she was a kid to her current self)
~ Ekko (From when he was a kid to his current self)
~ Vander (?)
~ Sevika (?)
~ Silco (?)
~ Victor (?)
UPPERCITY / PILTOVER:
~ Caitlyn
~ Jayce (?)
~ Mel Medara
Voltron: Legendary Defender
Paladins:
~ Keith Kogane
~ Takashi Shirogane
~ Lance Mcclain
~ Hunk Garret
~ Pidge/Katie Holt
Altean:
~ Allura
~ Coran (Platonic only)
Half-blood:
~ Lotor
~ Acxa
~ Narti (?)
~ Ezor (?)
~ Zethrid (?)
And so much more! It all depends on your request!:DD
#arcane#league of legends#silco#violet arcane#silco arcane#jinx arcane#vander arcane#ekko arcane#jayce arcane#caitlyn arcane#mei arcane#bnha#mha#izuku midoriya#katsuki bakugou#shoto todoroki#ejirou kirishima#denki kaminari#ochako uraraka#tenya iida#hawks#keigo takami#dabi#touya todoroki#toga himiko#mr.compress#reader#x reader#male reader#female reader
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Master List
Arcane
Mylo
-Mylo x fem boxer reader pt2
Mylo goes to his first underground boxing match
Mylo x deaf reader
Mylo meet r who is deaf
Mom Caitlyn x child reader +Mom/Aunt Jinx and Uncle Ekko
Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5
Sevika
(Manner) Sevika x femreader pt2 pt3
r yells at Sevika for bumping into her Sevika is shocked
Vi
Vi x fem reader
soft smut w/ Vi
Vi x reader
dealing w/ r going through drug withdrawal
Vi x reader
Vi with a r who likes to sing
Vi and Caitlyn
Vi and Caitlyn x reader
A guy flirts with r Cait and Vi get jealous
Jinx
Jinx x male dancer reader
Jinx hides from enforcers and find
Jinx x fem reader
R find Jinx beating someone up
Jinx x Caitlyn’s sister
Jinx x disabled reader
just some hcs
Jinx x fem reader angst pt2
Jinx x reader with toddler (hc)
Viktor
Viktor x reader
stargazing w/ Viktor
Mel
Yandere Mel x reader x Yandere Ambessa
Mel x reader
soulmate au
Ambessa
Yander Mel x reader x Yandere Ambessa
Silco
Silco x wife reader
Headcannons
Viktor, Ekko & Vi with touch starved s/o
The Last of Us
Jesse
Jesse x reader (platonic)
You and Jesse celebrate your birthday
Ellie
Care
Ellie x gn depressed reader, just some fluff with minor angst as Ellie makes you feel better
Again
Ellie x male reader (platonic)
angst, you die via bite some fluff before that
#arcane#mylo x reader#caitlyn x reader#vi x reader#jinx x reader#sevika x reader#sevika#jesse tlou#tlou2#mel x reader#ambessa#silco x you
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