#Vander imagine

[angelltheninth]

Craving Vander content. Can you do the second jealousy prompt with him? Either being jealous.

I have three more Arcane things in the works after this!

Pairing: Vander x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, jealousy, confession, flirting, misunderstandings, kissing, size difference

Word count: 0.9k

A/N: Threw in Silco cause he's an agent of chaos.

2. "Please, go with him if you like him so much better."

Vander kept a close eye on all of his employees, especially those who he saw talking with Silco, and more so if he had a secret crush on said employee. Worse yet was that Silco sat as if he didn't care, except he clearly did because he kept glancing over at Vander behind the bar.

They were brothers once, now they largely stick to each others businesses and try to avoid much contact. So this was highly unusual, for him to be at the Last Drop.

It wasn't the first time either. He'd been coming here for over a month now, always asking to talk with you specifically. It was infuriating to no end.

The Last Drop was highly neutral ground, Vander himself made it so. It would be unbecoming of him to break his own rules because of petty jealousy and rivalry. At least that's what it would look like to everyone because Silco hasn't done anything that would warrant a hostile reaction from Vander. Still you were on the clock, so there was something he could do.

"You're still on the clock you know, darlin'?" He walked over to the table, doing his best to throw on a friendly smile even as his fingers gripped his hip in anger. Silco didn't seem that bothered by him showing up, or the petname he used for you.

"Ah, it seems like I held you up for too long." The industrialist threw the payment at Vander who almost crushed it when he caught it. "Think about my offer alright?" His eyes lingered on yours as he stood up. Vander didn't spare him a glance as he walked by, you didn't know what exactly happened between the two of them, Vander spoke little of Silco but you knew it wasn't good.

When he walked out a few people turned to look at you and Vader. He simply nodded at them to mind their own business. However he knew best that his clients loved to gossip and in his opinion they've gotten more then enough material for that.

"You're cranky today." You crossed your arms when you were lead into his room, which was also kind of his office, it was really hard to separate the two lives but Vander always tried his best.

"What did Silco want from you?" Vander didn't miss a beat, his question cutting through the light atmosphere you tried to establish.

"He just asked me to go get drinks with him." You weren't sure you wanted to given his reputation. Even if you didn't know why Vander hated him you heard some... less then flattering stories about Silco's business practices. "Why are you so mad at me?"

"I'm not mad at you." He crossed his arms over his chest as well, although he now looked like he was pouting like a child, a funny look for such a big man. "He's a dangerous man darlin'." That was the explanation he gave you, thinking it enough.

"It's just drinks Vander." If worst comes to worst you could easily report him to Vander. There were the Enforcers too but word was it that Silco had some of them in his pocket.

Vander looked down at you, his jaw clenching tight, "Did he offer you to come work for him too? Because I guarantee he will." He will because Vander knew that Silco knew how much he liked you. He was pretty sure everyone who was a frequent client at the Last Drop knew.

"So what if he does?" This was getting annoying, if Vander had something to say he always said it, he was never this cagey with his emotions.

His eyebrows shot up when you said that. You were single, you were the prettiest woman working at the Drop and you were often asked out on dates, you never said yes. "Please, go with him if you like him so much better." It broke his heart to say those words to you, he didn't want you to go, not with someone as dangerous as Silco.

"Wait, wait, wait... you think I like him? As in, want to date him? That kind of like?" This was new information to you.

"He asked you to get drinks right? I saw the way he looked at you too. You're considering going so..." His fingers tapped nervously on his arm, waiting for you to pack up and leave now that he made his stance clear.

"Vander, I know you have a thick skull but I really thought you had a good brain in there too." You stepped forward until you were looking up at him, hand on his shirt and pulling him close, "Let me give you one more clue, big guy." You gave him a peck on the lips, just a quick one, a small touch of lips.

"Eh... uhm... oh!" He blinked, hand covering his mouth as he let a blush bloom on his cheeks. Vander, the big boss himself, flustered by a small kiss from a waitress.

You giggled, snapping him from his stupor, "Let's go boss, we're still on the clock." You turned and made a come here motion with your finger. Vander sighed to himself and followed you like an oversized puppy, sporting the biggest smile on his face that anyone had seen in a while. Safe to say you weren't getting those drinks now.

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[band--psycho]

Vander x Reader - Baby It's Cold Outside

Sorry I didn't post anything yesterday!

This stroy was requested by the lovely @barbersjoy for my Christmas Writing Challnege!

I hope you all enjoy this!💛

Warning-Smut (18+)

Prompt - Baby it's cold outside

“I should probably be getting home,” Y/n began; earning the joy in Vanders' eyes to diminish slightly as some loud protests from Powder, Vi, Milo and Claggor. 

She didn’t want to go, but it was late and Y/n didn’t want to outstay her visit, she’d only come to drop off some presents for them all and then she was going to leave, that had been at least three hours ago. 

She also knew that the blizzard outside wasn’t getting any better, even in the warmth of Vanders home there was still a noticeable chill. 

“I’ll see you again tomorrow,” Y/n soothed as the four children bombarded her with hugs. 

As she said her goodbyes to the children, Vander went upstairs to unlock the front door, shivering slightly when he opened it. 

“Baby it’s cold outside,” he stated softly as Y/n walked over to him. And it was, it was freezing. However the heat that was forming on her cheeks almost took away the harshness of the chill. 

Her house wasn’t too far away but walking anywhere in this weather was going to be nothing of a very cold nightmare. 

“Y’know you don’t have to go?” Vander stated as he lifted his hand to her cheek, making her heart swell as her eyes met his. 

“I don’t want to overstay my welcome,”

Her response earned a small chuckle from Vanders lips, “You’re part of this family, darl’, you could never do that,” he replied, moving his hand from her cheek to her waist, giving it a soft squeeze. There'd always been something between Y/n and Vander, an unspoken love. In fact, it was only recently that the two of them actually admitted their feelings to one another. 

So even though they’d known each other for years, all of these little actions and the sweet nicknames he’d given her still felt surreal. 

“So will you stay?” Vander asked, quietly, trying to hide how much he wanted her to stay the night, he didn’t want to pressure her to stay if she didn’t want to. 

“Of course I will,” she answered back, a shy smile forming on her lips as he pulled her softly into his embrace.

A few seconds later, cheers from the four children echoed from the stairs, making both Y/n and Vander chuckle as they headed back downstairs. 

~~~~~

It was safe to say that they were both feeling a bit more than a little tired seeing as none of the children wanted to go to sleep. Powder wanted to stay up and create some more inventions 

About an hour (and multiple stories read by both Y/n and Vander) later  all four of the children fell asleep. 

But now both Y/n and Vander were snuggled up in his bed. Vander had given Y/n one of his spare T-shirts to wear during the night; he was a lot bigger than her, especially in height, so his T-shirt  was practically a nightie on Y/n; not that she was complaining a single bit. She loved it.

Vander had also made sure to put an ample amount of blankets on the bed as well as the duvet so that she wouldn’t be cold during the night. 

But what was giving Y/n the most warmth was not the blankets nor the duvet, it was Vander. The man was practically a human furnace; and being wrapped in his arms and lying on his chest kept her nice and safe from the chill in the room. 

“You okay there baby,” Vander muttered, as he placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. 

“Mhm,” Y/n sleepily replied; as she nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck; leaving soft kisses along Vanders neck as she did so. 

A very quiet, almost inaudible, low moan slipped past Vanders lips as her lips continued their gentle attack on his neck. 

“Darl,'' he warned softly, his hands slowly beginning to roam over the side of Y/n's body, but she didn’t acknowledge Vanders warning. Instead the next time she placed her lips against his neck, she didn’t leave a kiss like she had previously; no this time she lightly sucked on the skin, causing another low moan to leave Vander lips. 

A triumphant smirk tugged at Y/n's lips as she looked down at Vanders neck to see multiple little red marks; though she did not get much time to admire her work before Vander had flipped her onto her back.

“My turn,” he whispered huskily, shoving the blankets and duvets that once surrounded them both, before grabbing the top of the T-shirt and pulling it down slightly to expose the top of her chest, before copying exactly what she had done to him. 

Earning exactly the same response. 

“Fuck,” Y/n sighed, her hips bucking into the air.

“Easy, baby,” Vander soothed, placing a hand on her hips, his strength holding them down almost effortlessly.

“I promise I’ll take good care of ya,” he continued, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear, earning no response from Y/n other than a desperate moan. 

Vander didn’t want this moment to be over. He wanted to savor every single second of it. 

All those years of wanting; and now here they were. 

Together. 

Doing things they’d both only ever dreamt of. 

He wanted to take his time with her. He wanted to tease her relentlessly, until all she could do was beg for him to touch her. And when he did; it would be almost as torturous as the teasing. Starting off slowly, before increasing speed only to slow right back down again when he knew she was close and do it all over again.

And she wanted him to do all of it

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[vander-affectionate]

Oh god you scared me.

How was your week? I'm guessing it's stressful, i hope you get better soon. I'm always here if you need to talk to someone about anything. Don't go hard on yourself! If you feel like you can't write or things like that you can obviously take a break. If you don't, maybe you can write something about taking care of a stressed Vander? Idk if that would help tho😞

this ask (T-T) thank you so much for sending this sal, i appreciate it. it's been a teeny, inchie little bit stressful, but getting an ask like this in the middle of it is as a good as a glass of water. don't worry, i'll be staying hydrated and i hope you will too, thank you so much for the request because you hit the nail right on the head so without further ado...

vander gets overwhelmed and has lowkey himbo vibes because he thinks a bonk on the head might solve his overthinking, but reader is stressed too. i had complete sensory overload while writing this so i have not edited this yet. reblog, reblog, reblog, and again, thank you so much for requesting this.

Vander huffs, leaning on the bar with a tankard in hand. The bar is closing up for the night, but he's not there to do it - no, actually, you sent him in the back for the remainder of the night after things got out of hand in the Drop's busiest hour.

The tankard slams hard on the coffee table and draws his hands up his face, into his hair, and then back down so the sharp cuts of his scruff stab his fingers when he breathes too hard. He wonders how sweet words and kisses over his forehead from a refreshing morning with you had turned to a sour, bristled night ending with none other than Vander himself initiating a bar fight that you had to break up. He grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut because it's embarrassing just to think about. It's not the fact that you had to bash him across the head with a tankard to get his attention.

"Hey."

There you are, opening the door with an elbow while simultaneously attempting to wipe your hands with a counter top rag, not the ones he tells you to use. He can't even scold you when there's some weak version of a flame in his chest fueling his embarrassment. He opts for staring at the fraying couch arm instead of words.

"Bar's empty, Benzo came 'round asking if you wanted to have drinks" you sit yourself on the opposite end of the couch on the arm, leaning on the thick cushions. "Told him you were mine for tonight, that okay?"

He huffs a sound, something dryly amused because where else would he rather be than swallowed up by the comfort of his own. He wants to rot in the embarrassment he's caused himself and he cannot be more thankful for you telling Benzo he was in for the night.

Vander's half paying attention. He doesn't see the way you frown at him or the way you ease off the couch and move around it to come near until you're sitting on the coffee table with a hand on his knee. He jumps and you withdraw your touch. He's surprised by your wide eyes directed at him, rather than the unamused glare he was expecting.

That's all you do for a second, both of you stare at each other until your hand stills in the air, halfway between you two, "is it okay for me to touch you?"

Vander chews the inside of his cheek, glaring at the couch and it pains him to shake his head. He's not sure how much he can take of you tonight, you're wonderful - beyond that actually, but everything is too much and you're- he's... words are a little hard for him.

But you can see it in the way he's stiff against the couch.

"That's okay," you stand up from the coffee table and move around it.

His eyes widen and you're stopped in your tracks by his hand curled around your wrist. His brows are knitted together and his lips pressed into a thin line, his words are clipped, "Don't leave." muttering a please that breaks in his throat.

Your fingers press and brush the inside of his wrist before you lean down to kiss his arm, keeping his gaze all the while, "I'm right here, Vander. I'm sitting over there, is that okay?"

His eyes flickers to the chair you've gestured to and you see his nose wrinkle. His features soften when he sees the upturn of your lips and he releases your hand, relaxing back into the couch cushions and watching you curl into a ball in the arm chair on his right that's too big for you. You're a vision of comfort and he leans his head back into the cushions while you both stare.

"Sorry about hitting you over the head," you prod the area on your head in the spot you clocked him earlier.

He shrugs, "Nothin' I didn't deserve."

Vander watches you curl your legs underneath yourself as you lean on the arm, closer to him. He turns his gaze because he doesn't want you seeing these feelings rearing their ugly heads. He needed that hit, he's convinced himself it helped calm him down and squints as he considers a second might be the hearty cool down he's missing.

"They really got to you tonight," your voice is still soft and he wants it to grate a nerve in him. He wants you to give him a reason to be angry at himself for his outburst tonight, but when he glances over at you he can't be.

Your cheek is squished against the frayed armchair upholstery and your eyes seem more like doe eyes than they ever have when you're staring up at him like he's hung the moon. He glances away and sees your mouth curl up and he wonders if you're deliriously believing he's hung the stars. Your eyes crinkle when your lips push into your cheeks and he swallows, maybe you're playing tricks on his heart.

"Why're y'stressed?" your nonchalance grates something in him and he throws his arms into the air and kicks the coffee table with the toe of his boot.

"Cause!" he snips, "It's pilin' up, shits been falling apart, the tankards need replacing, and I threw a couple of folks half way up the piltover bridge-" he rounds on you with fire in his eyes and he's standing to his full height across the room, kicking the fallen tankard and turning his back to you so he can run his hands through his hair. He swears up and down at everything including the fallen tankard to the accident he had when he cut his jaw shaving this morning.

"I'm exhausted and, I..."

He leans his head against the wall, away from you, and you sigh. He bites his lip and quietly scolds himself because he's being selfish, you're tired too and here he is complaining about all of this. He turns around, an apology on his tongue, but he doesn't get to face you because there's a cheek on his back.

He tenses and lifts a leg to see your socked feet behind his boots. You hadn't made a sound nor do you when you meet his eyes when he raises his arm and awkwardly bends his head to catch your gaze.

"Thank you for telling me." you offer yet another smile and it's only now that he can spot the droop to your eyes.

His lips part and that heated frustration in his chest, releases and unfurls seeing your kind smiles, "I've been stressed too. Thought I was the only one."

Vander turns around and cups your face in his hands, he rubs his fingers beneath your eyes that are only slightly sunken in because he forgets that keeping the bar open for an hour later doesn't only take its toll on him. You lean into the warm palms that cup your face and sigh, nuzzling your nose into their center and he draws you close, if only to let you curl against his chest and he watches you fully melt into him. Your shoulders sink and your fists curl into the fabric of his shirt. You shiver when his palm draws down the length of your back and he finds himself wrapping himself in you when he dips his head to bury his face in your neck. He pulls you off of your feet if only to keep you pressed to him and inhale your scent.

"I'm stressed too," he reiterates. Fingers press into your back, massaging and rolling the muscles there until you're moulding against him and nothing but an extension of himself when he moves the two of you to lie down on the couch, you ontop of him.

"You're not alone, Vander." you tilt your head up and stroke across his jaw, if only to get his attention and he melts into you, sighing and rolling you on your side so you're pressed to the cushions and his chest.

He presses his lips to your temple and rests there, sighing and curling his arms around your waist while you kiss whatever you can reach, his shoulder, his collar, and his neck. He nuzzles further into you and squeezes you in his ars.

"I know."

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[silcoisdaddy]

Stay

Vander x reader

Open to requests :) hope everyone that reads enjoys :)

You had been waiting patiently for Vander to get back. Unable to sit still so you had cleaned the little apartment just off the bar for his return. You readied all the soaps and towels for him to clean himself of the filth he’d carry back. The small first aid kit ready at hand for when walked through the doors.

Pouring yourself a small glass of some unnamed whisky that had just been sitting forgotten. You went to take a sip when the door had opened, your eyes lift and widen. Vander walks in bloody and beat up but with two children sleeping in his arms.

“The- the uh- apartment. Put them there” you stutter out as you discard the glass and he gives a silent nod before climbing the stairs, following behind him as your mind fills with questions.

Watching him, you wonder what he plans on saying. You know the children, you know their mother. Had she died? No one came tumbling in after him even now in the silence you don’t hear the door open. Would it be your responsibility to help him care for the children? You remember having conversations after conversation with him about how you were not ready for this kind of thing.

“You should wash up” you mumble out and he nods as you move past him to cover the two up, following him back towards the bathroom.

Would he explain it now or tomorrow? You fear you might not be here tomorrow. You had gotten a message from one of your friends that someone needed your help or rather just needed you. He’s undressed, stepping into the water. You move slowly towards the toilet and plop down on it.

The water cuts out and he’s reaching for the towel and once it’s wrapped around his waist he steps out and sits on the edge of the tub. Your eyes move from your hands to him. His eyes on his hands that wring together. He lets out a defeated sigh before turning towards you.

“I know this isn’t what you had expected, but their mother is dead” his tone low and you give a nod “they don’t have anyone else, it’s my job to look after the lanes now, it’s my job to make sure those kids are safe” he hasn’t been saying we, so maybe he doesn’t expect you to step up, he’s always told you too, always made sure you could handle what he drags back but right now you’re not sure you’d be able to step up as a sort of mother figure to two kids.

“Vander…” you start and he puts his large calloused hand on yours “I’ll help you as much as I can but I won’t be the best-“ he cute you off “you don’t have to be the best, just as long as you’re here, that’s enough” a soft smile forms on his face and you give a nod

“Where are we going to sleep, huh?” He asks as he pulls you up with him and you let out a soft laugh as you shrug your shoulders, his hands moving to your waist to pull you closer to him “as long as I’m with you, I can sleep anywhere” he press a soft kiss to your lips before pulling you with him to figure out where you both would be sleeping until other arrangements were made.

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[sivyera]

Arcane characters as love stereotypes.

ft. vi, jinx, caitlyn, viktor, jayce, vander, silco, sevika, cassandra, ekko

WARNINGS: bad grammar, mentions of nsfw

CONTAINS: fluff

SONG: -

A/N: I put different song to each character.

Jinx - teenage love

She wants to be with you all the time. She is blindly in love. And she loves spending time with you. She likes to show you new weapons she made or what she draw. One day she asked you if she can draw you. Now the picture is over your bed.

She likes movie nights. She build pillow bunkers and she made popcorn. Which is little burnt. She often made little handmade gifts for you. Little surprises like picnic or favourite food/drinks. Being biggest cheerleader for each other.

You Stupid Bitch - girl in red

Sevika - rough love

Overprotective. Hickeys all over you. Teasing each other. When she's at bar and she sees you she always give you a small smile or smirk. After that she pull you into her lap. Passionate and dominant kisses. Seldom happens that you two can lay in bed and cuddle all day.

But when that day comes, you both are happier than ever. Most of you cuddle sessions becomes make out sessions. She likes when you lay on her chest or when you lay your head on her lap, so she can watch your cute face. She thinks you're a cutie, even though she seems tough she have her soft side. But that side is just for you.

I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE - Måneskin

Silco - enemies to lovers

God how much he hated you at the first time. You were a shimmer dealer which makes you very important. Silco though that he's gonna send Sevika to kill you but than he realized that would be wrong. He had two reasons why he didn't kill you. First - he don't know how to make that good shimmer as you ( Singed's shimmer was nothing compared to yours). Second he start catching feelings.

After a while he decided to get to know more about you. That was the best thing he did in his life. When you two started dating you become the most powerful couple in Zaun. No one dare to even look the same way as you. Because they know, Silco would kill them if they did.

R U Mine? - Arctic Monkeys

Vi - soulmates

Protective as well. Know everything about each other. Workouts together. You two just meant to be. Hugs from behind while kissing your neck. Cuddles are very important in this relationship because Vi is touch starved. Having sex on public toilets.

She will tattoo your name on her arm. She will let you paint her nails. Also what she appreciates is that you care about her. You bandage her wounds, make her food, give her bed where she can sleep with you ofc, make her feel love. Her favourite part of the day is morning. She wakes up before you and just hold you close in her arms, kissing your face and admiring you.

All I Wanted - Paramore

Ekko - any universe love

Helping each other with everything. He would never let anything happened to you in any way. Jealous af. He hates when he sees older mens/womans who is trying to flirt with you. And he always gonna remind them that you are taken. Lots of PDA.

Watching horror or action movies together. Cooking together. His favourite activity with you is dancing around the kitchen. He loves when you braid his hair. Race on hoverboards. It's always 50/50. Both of you are very fast so it's always exciting who will win.

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

Caitlyn - best friend to lovers

You and Cait were childhood friends. And Caitlyn always had a big fat crush on you. You were pure perfection in her eyes. But she was shy and nervous if you feel the same way. She was always scared if you're into womans. But her feelings were that strong that she couldn't hold them anymore.

When you two started dating she couldn't believe it. She knows how lucky she is to have you, so she want to make you feel special. She spoils you a lot. Solving problems together. Always have each others back. Shower together. Supporting each other all the time. Doing skin care routine together. You make her smile every.single.day.

girls - girl in red

Viktor - ancient love

Taking care of him. Listening him mumbling about hextech. Help him with hextech. Even if you don't know much about it, your presence is enough for him. Common baths, which he loves the most. Rescue him that he is enough for you and that you don't want anyone else.

When you play with his hair he immediately relax. He believe you're a witch or something because you have magic touch. Bringing him lunch in his laboratory. Holding your hand 24/7. He loves when you kiss his forehead. He loves you so so much.

Like Real People Do - Hozier

Jayce - rich love

He makes you feel like a princess. Buys you everything that catches your eyes. Kissing your cheeks. Having sex at Grand Council Chamber (i'm sorry i forgot how they call it). He loves laying on your chest and he doesn't care if you have small or big tits. For him they're perfect. You are perfect for him.

Cinderella and prince Charming couple. Trying cook together. Give him massages to relax after tough day. Helping him with hextech as well. Reading him your favourite books.

Electric Love - BØRNS

Cassandra Kiramman - secret love

She knows that she is a married woman but she can't help herself. You are perfect and she wants to remind that to you every single day. When she's in public and she can't speak to you she inconspicuously give you little note. - I love you Y/N ♡ - Meet me at the toilets in 10♡ - You look beautiful today ♡ These kind of notes.

She always make sure that she have some time for you. She never cuddle in her time so when you come with that idea of cuddling she was little nervous. But when you snuggled into her neck and start giving her soft kisses on her neck. She melt under you. She is a dominant woman so she is a big spoon. But when she's angry on someone, kiss her forehead and play with her hair. It always calm her down.

Line Without a Hook - Ricky Montgomery

Vander - old love

He writes you love letters. And he brings you flowers everyday. Helping him cleaning at bar and take care of his kids. He likes reading you books while he's playing with your hair. Loves to hold you on his chest. Dancing on old songs together with Vi, Powder, Mylo and Claggor. Cooking together.

He will protect you no matter what. Teaching you how to protect yourself if you don't know how. Kissing you forehead, hand and head. Bone breaking hugs. Lots of jokes and warm smiles. You are his trophy so he shows you off a lot. Silco is jealous that Vander have such a beautiful woman as you.

Young And Beautiful - Lana Del Rey

I hope you like it guys! ♡

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[mollysunder]

Does Sevika Have What it Takes to Run Zaun?

The power vacuum in Zaun is sure to be a major source of conflict next season. There will be plenty of figures, both known and unknown, that will try to gain control of what's left of Silco's Shimmer empire and thus the center of Zaun's black market. Of all the candidates that could possibly replace Silco, one of the strongest contenders is Silco's right hand, Sevika. Sevika has many of the qualities that make her an excellent candidate to take Silco's place. Sevika is one of few key players that is trusted by the members of Silco's organization, brutally competent at her job, and genuinely believes in Zaun's independence. The real question is, can Sevika handle Silco's mantle?

Sevika has a lot going for her, but just as much against her, and one of her main problems is that she uses Jinx as a crutch for her shortcomings. When the Firelights destroyed the shipment of Shimmer that was supposed to go out on Progress Day, she laid the blame for the operation's failure squarely on Jinx. It's true that Jinx did injure at least one member of her team in friendly fire and failed to protect the cargo, but everyone else failed too, including Sevika. Not only were all of the crew easily ambushed, none of them had any countermeasures for a known enemy. One guy grabbed a harpoon gun and missed miserably with each shot. Jinx herself wouldn't have gotten involved if Sevika and the crew were better able to work proactively, maybe by investing in a net gun.

Worse still, Sevika claimed she could have handled the situation without Jinx, which is practically a lie. Without Jinx, the Shimmer would have been destroyed much faster, there would have been no one to delay the Firelights or take down 5 of the 8 that were present. But Sevika would rather use the situation to cast more focus on Jinx to undermine her position rather than manage the critical failure in defense that the rest of the team demonstrated under pressure. Silco even pointed this out, the audience was just more inclined to see his opinion as biased.

You can't let Jinx be the excuse for why everything goes wrong, all it does is make everyone zero-in on just Jinx's mistakes rather than take a few steps back to examine why things went wrong. If that actually happened, then someone might actually ask, "How did the did the Firelights know there'd be an important shipment going out on Progress Day?". Or "How did they know which ship they'd be using if they obscure any identifying information on the ship manifests?". And more importantly, "Is there a mole?". Instead, you get a team that drinks and parties after a real shitshow because their direct boss confirms that all their problems are just one person.

This all bleeds into another main issue of hers. Every time Sevika's in a confrontation, she thinks like an individual rather than a leader. The first time she fights Vi, she let's two of her underlings runaway rather than help her. When Vi comes back for round 2 with the same special hextech that caused so much mayhem at the Shimmer Refinery, Sevika tells the entire crew there to leave so they can go 1-v-1. Everytime something comes up, Sevika chooses not to delegate work or strategize with others around an obstacle, she'd rather take on the responsibility for problems like this by herself.

You could argue that Sevika was the only one capable of fending off Vi, especially with Sevika's new prosthetic's enhancements. But Sevika left no room for support in the background to at least distract Vi or give Sevika cover. If we go way back to the Cannery, Silco has to hold back Sevika from fighting Vi because he thought it was a better idea to use Deckard than do the same thing over again. And he was right! It was better to throw a Shimmer'ed up Deckard at Vi, and reserve Sevika when everyone else lost to Vi. If he hadn't Sevika wouldn't have saved him from the explosion.

If all this wasn't enough, the way Sevika is portrayed in terms of power, doesn't bode well for her potential as a leader. Plenty have pointed out that smoking is a symbol of power in Zaun, those with even a modicum of power smoke. What isn't always pointed out is how anyone who's interrupted smoking, inevitably loses power.

The first time it happened was with Vander, Marcus snatched his pipe and extinguished Vander's flame in his drink. The next episode Marcus' deal with Silco sealed the end of Vander's regime. A man on a smoke break at Silco's refinery (probably a manager) is immediately held at gunpoint by an enforcer part of the raid, where everyone caught was likely arrested and lost their jobs. Silco never actually lost his cigar, and so when he was killed, it wasn't politically motivated, it was an accident.

Curiously, Sevika and the Enforcers from the Progress Day attack actually smoke the same kind of cigarillos. These enforcers happen to be the only Piltovans we see smoke in the series, maybe because they're lower class or former Zaunites themselves. Unlike all the the other times, no one had to directly force them to stop smoking, Jinx made them drop it by simply terrifying them. And Jinx would go on to kill at least a score of enforcers including the Sheriff. Jinx likely threw the chain of command in disarray, doubly so if she killed at least 5 councilmen who the Sheriff would report to.

It makes for an interesting parallel when Vi first attacks Sevika and knocks out her symbol of power. In that scene Sevika managed to win her card game with Trump cards that heavily resembles Jinx and Viktor, but even when she wins, she still loses her cigarillo. All Vi needed to do was catch Sevika off guard and apply force, the same as the other enforcers (and even the Firelights). Later she'll let Finn light up her cigarillo while he affirms her strengths in Zaun.

By the finale, we see her after she's been beaten by Vi, Sevika chooses to go to Silco's office to smoke one of Silco's cigars while he'sgone, but she can't light it on her own. While this might foreshadow that she'll try to take Silco's place, Sevika struggles to light the cigar because if you notice in her hand is a lighter with a fancy "F" on it, Sevika's using Finn's lighter. Silco, Vander, and Finn all had their own matches and lighters. To light Silco's cigar, Sevika uses means by which she took from Finn, a man she just killed for an ill planned selfish gambit for power.

This alone wouldn't look too bad, because as I see it, in Zaun, it's not the act of smoking but the imagery of smoke itself that's associated with power, and you don't need to smoke to have smoke. Look at Jinx and Vi, both command considerable influence on the ongoing developments between the two cities and align with strong figures. Neither of the two smoke, instead they cover themselves in smokelike tattoos, Jinx's tattoos literally resembles the blue smoke of her first succesful bomb. In contrast to their predecessors both manage to embody their power more wholly onto their person in a way that's less vulnerable than the smoking tradition to usurpation. Sevika herself also wears smoke like patterns on her collar, which are less prominent or permanent than Jinx and Vi's tattoos.

Each issue alone is cause for concern in the viability of Sevika's potential leadership role, but altogether they create a solid line of doubt for if she can pull it off. To make it work she needs to shape up Silco's former crew because she can't be the only one pulling any weight. They're all going to face a conflict that will only grow more complex, demanding, and fast changing as time goes on. A situation like that prior to Jinx's rocket would have easily have incapacitated them, now it's all going to happen on a larger scale. Sevika needs to recognize what went right and wrong for Silco, Vander, and Finn.

Tldr: The chance for Sevika to be Zaun's new leader will be an uphill climb for her for sure. Her biggest problems is that she takes the lead rather than utilizing the team, she gets easily caught off guard, and Jinx can put blinders on her perspective. She's kind of like an older more seasoned Vi that never gave up on Zaun's independence warts and all.

#arcane #sevika arcane #silco #jinx arcane #arcane meta #arcane speculation #arcane season 2 speculation #i feel like if Silco saw a play by play of what went down on the ship he might actually be relieved #in a “my imagination made it worse way” and he'd feel more free to go wtf at everybody else's game in the first half #vi arcane #vander arcane #some people work better as kingmakers #also i think that the push for sevika to lead is more about lining up competent ducks in a row rather than her in a good fit

[cherubfae]

soft partner who is super strong || arcane x reader

with Vander, Silco, Viktor, Jayce, Caitlyn, Vi, & Jinx

tags: slight canon typical violence/explosions, alcohol consumption, cursing, established relationships, lots of fluff and silliness :3 gn!reader as usual! ;D

Vander

He enjoyed teasing you, keeping things out of your reach so that you'd have to ask for his help. He adored being your big, strong man and coming to your aid. Need the jar opened? You've got it! Can't reach those cups at the top shelf? Hang on, darlin', your Vander's got it!

Remodeling The Last Drop had been a spur of the moment ordeal. Two patrons had destroyed half the booze display shelf in a drunken brawl, leaving Vander to clean up the mess and shell out some coin to order the replacements. He would've rebuilt it himself if he had any lumber, but carpentry wood had been scarce as of late.

"Hey, love, which side would you like this to go?"

Vander lifts his head at your words, his eyes damn near popping out of his skull as you casually stop carrying the shelf-- heavy wooden drawers and glass doors in and all-- with such ease. Like you were carrying a bin of trash to the edge of the street."How in the bloody fuck are you doing that, darlin'?" He baffles, watching as you easily squeeze the shelf along its matching partner.

"Oh, you know. You bend down-- it's very important to lift with your legs not your back-- and you grasp your hands on both sides and--"

"Very funny, smartass." Vander doesn't bother to hide his chuckle. He then realized you never needed his help to open those jars in the first place.

Silco

The last thing this kingpin expected was to be caught up in the crossfires between his own men and the Firelights especially not when he was out and about with you. Silco also wasn't expecting you to completely rip off an entire steel paneling of a scrapped boat beached near the murky water and use it as a bloody shield. The two of you were able to return to his office without harm, Silco immediately pouring himself a glass of whiskey. He slumps into his seat with a heavy sigh.

"Darling," he starts, already sounding exasperated. "Just when were you going to tell me you had such gorgeous strength?" Silco toys with the lip of his glass, his eyes flickering to you. You grin wide, unphased.

Quickly, you chirped, "You never asked!" With your signature beaming smile. Silco fights the urge to smack his face with his hand.

"...I hadn't ever considered it a possibility to even ask, but consider me intrigued, dearest. What more can you do? Show me."

Viktor

He's lethally smart and typically a man who doesn't bother asking anyone for help, let alone you, his precious partner. Viktor is often determined to do everything on his own, with a very destructive mindset of 'I'm not useful if I'm not being productive' . Even for Piltover's smartest man, sometimes he did require extra help.

His latest invention was one of stealth and mass. A creation not unlike a Firelight's hovercraft, but much more heavy-duty. It wasn't built for a rider but to be used as a drone-- it was controlled completely by a remote device. Built to shoulder more cargo with an automated turret on the back. Somewhere buried in his mathematics, Viktor miscalculated the dimensions of the clamps meant to hold the mammoth device as he sat in front of it.

Before a ton of weight could come tumbling down on top of him, you had stopped it with ease. Lifting it high over your head, Viktor was in awe. What a true ethereal beauty you are.

Jayce

"I was thinking about this new design for the Atlas gauntlents--... H-How are you lifting that? That's impossible!" Jayce gawks. The sheer amount of iron you carried was inhuman, yet you carried it with such ease that would have the toughest brawler crying to be done. Back and forth, you placed all of his ingots used for smelting off to the side of Jayce's barren new workshop.

You give him an easy grin, smile teasing. "Iron isn't that heavy, Jayce." Shooting him a playful wink, you set the last bulk of the iron aside to return to planning out the blueprint for the forge. Jayce could only blink in disbelief, speechless, and shook his head. Maybe next time he could hire you to help him versus paying others to do it.

Caitlyn

There wasn't much that seemed to surprise Caitlyn anymore. Much of the true nature and cruelty of the world already lived right under Piltover's noses. The existence of Shimmer alone was proof of that.

While working a festival, an explosion near the city square alerted Caitlyn and the other Enforcers to the location. No doubt one of Silco's goons. She looked towards the booth where you had been worked, panic erupting in her stomach when she realized you weren't there.

Upon entering the scene, she was more alarmed than surprised to see you there, helping recover civilians trapped beneath the rubble using such super strength she'd never known you could do before.

Immediately she's at your side, assessing the damage and calling for backup and medical attention for those affected. She'll ask you of this later, for now, the civilians are more important. It was a miracle that you were there to help--and she was relieved you were unharmed. You were the miracle.

Vi

She knew you were strong and capabke of many things. She wasn't aware of one of those things being you could send an Enforcer through several brick and mortar walls. Let alone with a single punch! You truly never cease to amaze her!!

Vi's heart skips a beat in her chest. You wipe your hands across your pants, blowing away the remaining dust collected across your knuckles.

You haven't even broken skin, no sign of blood or marring across your seemingly delicate hands. When you face her, she's got a wide dopey grin on her face and makes the first comment that comes to mind.

"Holy shit, babe. That was hot."

Jinx

She, like everyone else, was quite well-aware of your strength. You enjoyed carrying her around with ease-- she enjoyed it too! The exact magnitude of strength, however, was a mystery.

Until the day finally came where she would learn just how truly powerful her partner was. A foot chase broke out between you and a downed Firelight. The perpetrator in question towing a large rucksack of valuables meant for the Chem-Barons. Jinx had been following the chase along the rooftops of Zaun, doing her best to keep up.

With a snarl, Jinx watched as you hefted a sturdy steel pole that your arms barely wrapped around and slammed it in front of the Firelights, narrowly crushing them beneath its sheer weight.

"Got'cha." You snarked, picking up the rucksack and tossing it over your shoulder. "Let's leave this one for Silco to deal with, honey." You crouch down and grab the unconscious Firelight's shoulder.

Jinx grinned wide. She wasn't used to seeing you so, so feral! She loved it!! You were normally so composed and gentle. She liked this side of you.

"You got it, toots!"

Ekko

The poor boy is a bit lost and confused. The Firelight's hoverboard gear was far from light, it certainly wasn't the heaviest, but he certainly hadn't expected his sweet partner to use the modified tech to smack an entire cargo blimp across the sky and into the sea near the docks.

Shimmering purple water bubbled to the surface, surely infested the already bizarre and chemically unnatural sea life that lurked beneath the water's depths.

"Whoa, I didn't know you had that sorta strength in ya!" Ekko folds his arms across his chest. "Not ideal that that stuff's in the ocean, but Zaun's done worse..." He shakes his head and hops onto his board, offering his hand to you. You accept and he hauls you up behind him. "Let's ditch this scene, yeah, babe?" He snickers, his mask distorting the sound slightly. His board zips to life, leaving green streaks in its wake.

|| I DON'T GIVE PERMISSION FOR MY WORKS TO BE REPOSTED, RESHARED, OR EDITED. TUMBLR IS MY ONLY ACCOUNT AND THE ONLY PLACE WHERE I POST MY WRITING. ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS, THE STORY BELONGS TO ME. || CHERUBFAE © 2023

#arcane imagines #arcane x reader #vander x reader #silco x reader #viktor x reader #jayce x reader #caitlyn kiramman x reader #vi x reader #jinx x reader #ekko x reader #arcane x you #cherubfae 2023

[zefirart]

Doodles of the Firene characters + Alear & Vander i did while on vc

#fire emblem #fire emblem fanart #fire emblem engage #fe17 #fe engage #fe fanart #alfred #alear #celine #céline #vander #chloé #chloe #louis #boucheron #etie #jean #i might finished the alfred + céline one bc it's very cute in my eyes plus that's my average SD experience #also for those curious... chloé's knight imagination is argenti (if u know who u know)

[fanandfiction]

Night at The Bar - Sevika X Reader

I am feeling inspired by the headcanon I wrote the other day to write some more :D Thank you for the response on the last one!? Should there be a part two to this? If you have any Arcane-specific requests feel free to ask! 

Sevika X Fem!Reader 

Word Count: 4.2k words

Summary: You’re the sweet new bartender at the Last Drop, and you’ve seemed to catch the eye of one of the regulars. (This story is set in Act 1 of Arcane). 

Tags/Warnings: +18 MDNI/NSFW,  Dubious Consent, Groping, kinda Shy!Reader, Inexperienced!Reader, Sex Workers, Alcohol Consumption, Drinking, Catcalling, Kissing, Canon Typical Violence, Pet names, Sevika still has her arm 0.0

The air in the undercity was always dense and thick, and tonight it was no different. Clouds of exhaust and fog surrounded the Last Drop, small streams of murky water lined the streets filling in potholes as they went, making some innocent-looking puddles treacherous. Somehow, the conditions hadn’t deterred people from meandering through the street in various states of soberness and through the doors for a drink or two.

The air inside the bar was just as, if not more, dense than the air outside. On top of that, it was hot, almost suffocating to anyone not used to it. And the bar, an already busy hotspot, had been seeing a lot more business than usual, making the heat ten times worse. The reason- the lovely new bartender Vander hired. 

He hired you hoping his workload would lessen, yet somehow that backfired on him entirely. There’s a certain softness and warmth that you’ve got that’s rare in the undercity. You would greet every customer with a smile and promise to attend to their needs as soon as possible. Regulars knew they could come rant to you, and you would genuinely listen. And despite the influx of customers, no one was ever waiting too long. Food was served hot and ready, and the drinks were always ice cold. Anyone you served left feeling cared for and loved.

How you survived relatively unscathed by the undercity for so long will remain a mystery. You weren’t without the usual scratches and bruises one was subject to from the undercity. You’re an orphan like most, but let's be honest, if you weren’t an orphan in this economy, your parents might’ve sold you otherwise.

 You were a cute kid, so for most of your childhood, people would give you their scraps in return for small services, mostly errands like deliveries or small cleaning services. As you aged, you found a good mom in Babette at the brothel. She never let you be a working girl- she forbade it. Insisting she didn’t want that life for you and that you were too innocent for that kind of work anyway.

 So for a while, you would just work the front desk at the brothel, and growing up, that was more than enough. You would rent rooms and pleasure to the men and women of Zuan and Piltover alike. The only issue was you were never in a position to make connections with people, and you never would be if you had stayed there. The customers at the brothel weren’t there to make connections, and if they were, they weren’t with the desk attendant. As you got older and gained more control over your life and a sense of the undercity, you started looking for different jobs. Lo-and-behold now you find yourself working for Vander at the Last Drop. You still live with Babette; with the undercity how it is, there wasn’t anywhere else for you to go. She remains the present mother figure in your life, and you’re on fantastic terms.

Though, as much as you would like it to be, your employment at the Last Drop wasn’t coincidental. You would never know though, that Babette went to Vander as soon as you told her you were looking for a new job. She knew he was looking to hire some help, and he owed her a favor. He didn’t think it’d be so bad- he initially thought maybe she was doing him a favor. You had an outstanding work ethic, and you completed all tasks promptly. How wrong he was.

Vander realized quickly that your soft naivety would be your downfall if he didn’t intervene. Your softness attracted people, and there were hardly any good-intentioned people in the undercity. People would come and share the vaguest sob stories, and you would show them the same compassion every time. You would offer them a warm drink and sometimes even a hug. Vander knew the ones who asked for hugs only ever had ill intentions. They only wanted to feel you up, but he never had the heart to tell you they were creeps. Vander adored the empathy and compassion you offered everyone, and you weren’t completely unaware. So he would intervene when customers held on for too long, or customers got too handsy. 

Tonight nothing had happened so far- it was just as busy as the other nights were. Most of the tables were full of people playing cards, making illegal trades, eating- any underground activity you could name someone was probably doing. You were setting drinks you had just made on a tray to take to a table on the floor. Your shift had just started, and you were feeling pretty good. 

“I’m gonna take this to table 3,” You shout over all the bar ruckus. Somehow, you were balancing the tray of drinks in the palm of your hand.  

“You got it?” Vander asked, nodding towards the large tray of drinks that wobbled haphazardly in your hand. 

“Yep!” You give him a reassuring smile that did nothing to reassure him (he wouldn’t tell you that) before going on your way towards the table. 

The table was a group of younger-looking men who wore leather and tight black clothes. They had various melee weapons in the form of spiked bats and metal batons, which wasn’t uncommon for most people in the undercity. They were probably a part of the various gangs that made up Zaun.

 They got rowdy and erupted in cheers as soon as they noticed you carrying their drinks. That also wasn’t uncommon- the group would likely get louder the more they drank. Plenty of other groups came in every night, drinking together and looking for a good time. You didn’t mind if everyone was having fun- if they were happy, so were you.

“Alrighty, lads! The pretty lady has finally returned with our drinks!” you couldn’t tell who shouted, but you laughed along with them and set down their drinks one by one as they erupted into laughter and cheers. 

“Is there anything else I can get you?” You ask after everyone has what they ordered. 

Your eyes made rounds through the group but ultimately ended up on the man seated closest to you. He had a round head with a pointed chin, his face was decorated with piercings, and his eyes protruded from his face in a way that made him look wide awake. On his scalp rested a spiked mohawk. The tips were colored hot pink, and the rest of it faded to black. 

He gave you a toothy grin, “Are you on the menu?”

 The way he was slurring his words, you could tell he was at least a little tipsy. His buddies were as well. The other men start cheering for him like dogs as if he actually said something important. 

Thinking drunk-flirty customers were just a part of the job, you were ready to ignore what he said when his hand came down hard against your behind. He squeezed your flesh tightly in the palm of his hand, groping your ass. You shrieked loudly on impact, more startled by the fact that he had his hands on you than anything. 

Vander had witnessed this all and was ready to jump the counter and rip the man to shreds when the slamming of the front door halted everyone in the establishment. You, the man with a handful of your ass, his table, everyone- stopped what they were doing to look at who entered. 

A tall brutish woman with broad shoulders, someone you recognized as one of Vander’s regulars (meaning: only he was allowed to serve her when she was there), had walked through the door and stood at the entrance. If you recall correctly, her name was Sevika.

You also had faint memories of Sevika frequenting the brothel. She would ignore you and go straight to Babette's office before one of the working girls came and took her back to their rooms. Babette had many friends who did this, so you never thought anything of her visits. Babette did it to cover any activity topsiders might come to question her about concerning customers. 

Sevika locked eyes with you immediately. The table you were waiting on was closest to the door. She instantly looked you up and down and noticed that as she did, the man holding you had quickly removed his hand. By then, it was too late. She had put two and two together and recognized that whatever was happening wasn’t consensual. 

“Hmph,” she grunted, approaching the table. Her boots made a heavy impact on the floor as she neared, and the sound her boot’s made sent waves and waves of vibrations through you. You squeezed the tray you were holding closer to your body. 

“What do you think you're doing?” Sevika snarled slowly, nearly walking through you to get to the man who had just assaulted you. 

“B-Boss, I-I-I-I w-was just-“ The poor man looked as if he shit himself. It didn’t help that he was too frightened to speak. His buddies, who were laughing with him a second ago, looked as though they had seen a ghost. They were actively choosing to look anywhere but towards him and Sevika. 

“I’ve decided I don’t care what your excuse is,” she spoke, and without hesitation, she took the man's face in her hand and lifted him from his seat. His chair fell back, and his drink spilled. The man began thrashing like a fish in her hold.

 He started pleading, begging her to let go, that he was sorry, but she didn’t listen. Sevika squeezed her hand, breaking something and halting his resistance before she threw his body out the door. 

The only sign the man was still alive afterward was the meek string of whimpers he allowed to release shortly after. 

You couldn’t help but wince. While you were grateful someone came to help you, part of you really hoped that man wasn’t going to die. Little did you know, had Sevika chosen to ignore that man, Vander likely would have killed him. 

“The regular, sweetheart,” Sevika grunted, again walking through you to get past you, nearly knocking you on your ass as she went. “And make sure you bring it to the booth yourself.”

You look from her to Vander, who watched this all unfold, completely flabbergasted, as she disappears into her usual booth. Something about her voice made you want to do everything she asked, but you knew there had to be a reason only Vander or Babette ever worked with her. It was only fair to want to seek out permission before moving forward.

To your surprise, Vander began making her drink with an unreadable, solemn look on his face. 

A somber “Just try not to say too much- anything happens, I’m right here, ” and a pitiful smile was all he had to offer you before you were again on your way. This time, the tray you carried stood adorned with two glasses, one empty and one with a large ice cube and some water. A dainty bowl of orange slices and an ornate bottle of distilled spirits sat with a drink sieve and a stirring spoon. 

“G-Good Evening,” You don’t remember it being so hard to speak before. 

“Hmph,” She was shuffling a deck of playing cards back and forth between her large hands. She doesn’t look up from the playing cards at all. You decide just to set the glass and bottle in front of her on the table. Your hands tremble the entire time you’re doing this.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” you try to put a smile on your face without looking scared or forced but suspect you fail miserably. 

When she finally looks up from the cards, her eyes rake slowly up your body in a way that’s almost predatorial. You feel as though she’s going to eat you alive. A shiver runs down your spine. She then looks at the glasses and back at you almost expectantly- you’re shaken by this immediately. Did you forget something? Was this not what Vander did when giving her her beverages? It wasn’t this tension brewing between the two of you that was the reason as to why you weren’t allowed around her, right? Was it like this with everyone she encountered? 

“Are you not going to come and pour me a glass,” she pats the leather seat next to her like a cat owner does when calling their cat to them. Except this was slower and more seductive, a clear trap, even to you.

“I-I have other tables that need t-tending. I-It would be rather rude of me to leave them abruptly,” You try to decline politely, on the technicality that it was, in parts, a self-serve drink. You couldn’t explain why but something felt dangerous about crawling into the booth with Sevika. Something was screaming at you that it wouldn’t be a good idea. 

“You don’t want to?” her deep voice was so enticing. You watched her dark lips as they moved. Sevika, in reality, wasn’t really doing that much to convince you, and already there was a spell over you. “I see you sit and chat with people all the time. Did I do something wrong? Is there something wrong with-“

“No! Nononononono, there’s nothing wrong with you,” you quickly interrupt, refusing to let her finish the sentence. 

In the grand scheme of things, you were so easy for Sevika to trap. You froze halfway through, realizing what you were doing, but by that point, it was too late. You were in the booth with her. Her hand grasped your wrist, giving you an idea of how much bigger she was than you as she pulled you in to sit next to her. Your little heart was about to beat right out of your chest any minute. You weren’t sure why. You'd never been in a situation like this before.

“Then you shouldn’t have a problem pouring me a glass, should you?” She whispered. Her face was now less than an inch away from yours. She was towering over you by at least another head. An almost sadistic smirk that told you she was aware of everything she was currently doing to you found its way to her face.

 You swallow hard, unable to find a viable excuse, you mumble, “No, not at all.”

“Good, good” she looks down at you through half-closed lids, keeping that same smirk she gestures with her head towards the glass, urging you to pour her a drink. 

Realizing you hadn’t breathed at all within the last minute, you didn’t need her to tell you twice. You quietly inhaled as you sat up, savoring the sweet oxygen that filled your lungs as you reached for the bottle of spirits. 

Your hands were terribly shaky, and you were keenly aware she was monitoring you as you poured. This pour could hardly be called  “clean,” several drops of the spirit spilled as you brought the neck of the bottle to the edge of the empty cup. You filled a third of the glass with the liquor before precariously setting the beautiful bottle back down with a harsh ‘thud.’ 

You then reach for the sieve and the cup with water. The metal clangs unceremoniously against the cup as you pour water into the other glass filling it another third of the way. The liquor becomes a milky white as you pour in the water. Finally, you set the sieve down and use the stirring spoon carefully to drop the remaining ice cube into the glass. You then stir the drink once, twice, and then three times before deeming your work done.

“Give it here,” her voice was deep and thick like honey, and you were drowning in every bit of it. 

“O-Okay.” you do as she says, pulling the glass towards the two of you, scared to use your shaky hands to lift it. 

When she takes it, she purposefully brushes her hand against yours, and your heart flutters- you think maybe it has begun palpitating.  

“The oranges,” she motions with her left hand, and you lean over to pull them closer. There was no way for you to do this without leaning a little into her lap. 

The overwhelming sense of danger was still very present, yet something else you couldn’t name was beginning to smother that feeling. A particular warmth had settled in the pit of your stomach, and you couldn’t help but want to explore it a little more. 

“Hmm, good girl,” She hums. Your brain nearly melts, unused to the form of praise you were getting. 

You could safely confirm: she definitely didn’t treat Vander like this. The way she was behaving put you back in the brothel- except instead of being behind the protective glass of the front desk, you were in the place of one of the girls that would bring her back to their rooms. 

Sevika would walk with the girls, one of her beautifully muscular arms wrapped tightly around their waist as they went together. The girls would giggle obnoxiously, and Sevika would have a playful smirk on her lips as she trailed kisses up and down their necks. 

You quickly got lost in imagining yourself dressed in one of the beautiful but skimpy outfits the girls would wear, dragging Sevika back to your room, that same playful smirk decorating her face as she ghosted kissed all along the sweet spots on your neck. 

You could suddenly vividly remember the screams of pleasure the thin walls at the brothel did little to conceal. It would go on for hours and hours, and in the days following, the girls would walk around with a wobbly pep to their step and brag to the others about how good she had fucked them.

 You were so enamored by the fantasy playing out in your head that you failed to notice she brought the glass, drenched in condensation to her lips.

“Ahh,” she swallowed, bringing you back to reality, as she set her drink on the table. 

You watched with doe eyes as one of her thick hands moved to pick up an orange slice and bring it to her mouth. You felt so dizzy, and she was literally just enjoying her drink. 

The wet noise that departs from her mouth as she chews into the orange made you want her mouth elsewhere. Your mind was reeling, you’d go crazy if this went on any longer, but it didn’t look like anyone was going to come to your rescue anytime soon. A brief glance at Vander showed he was currently preoccupied with customers because of the earlier display. Everyone wanted to be served by him to avoid getting in Sevika’s way.

“Vander did well by hiring you,” Her sultry voice brings your attention back to her. Not that she had ever really lost it. Sevika had discarded the orange peel and took the glass in her hand again.  

“You pour a good drink, sweetheart,” she affirms. 

She brings the glass to her lips, sipping more of the liquid. Except Sevika doesn’t swallow when she sets the glass down this time. Instead, she uses her left hand to pick up another orange slice and cups your face in her right. Everything was moving in slow motion for you. You could hear your heart beating loudly in your ears, you worried she might be able to hear it.

She’s now towering over you, and her face starts closing in on yours. You now had a pretty clear picture of what was happening, but that didn’t stop you from gasping when her lips met yours. It offered Sevika the perfect opportunity to spill the cool liquid into your mouth. The liquid had an intense earthy, licorice flavor. Without a second thought, you swallowed and savored the bitter drink as it burned your throat on the way down. 

Before you knew it, her lips left yours, and the sweet flesh of the orange was on your lips. You took it graciously, allowing the juice to soothe the burning in your throat, all while she still held your face in her hand.

“Mmh,” Your eyes flutter, and you moan into the fruit as she feeds it to you.

You don’t get it as clean as she got hers, but she had other plans for it anyways. Without breaking eye contact, she looks at you through her own lashes as she takes the remaining orange into her mouth. 

“How was that?” She asked, setting down the clean peel. 

“G-Good,” You nervously swallow, barely managing to sputter out words. “It was good.” 

The smirk she had turned into a shit-eating grin. Whether it be the liquor or because she had just kissed you, a dopey smile showed on your face to mirror hers. 

“I’m glad,” Her thumb came to wipe excess juice from the side of your lip. “Quality control is good once in a while, isn’t it?” 

“Mmhm,” You’re eager to agree with whatever she says. 

She laughs at you. Your cheeks feel hot, and your stomach fills with butterflies even though you’re pretty sure she’s making fun of you. 

“Look at that,” You can’t, you’re too busy looking at her to care about whatever that is. She is looking past you and towards the bar. “Your boss is checkin’ in on you? Huh? How sweet.” 

She cleared her throat and nudged your side, which woke you up a little, at least enough to look up and over at the bar with her. Vander was indeed looking on with a hard unreadable look on his face. Suddenly, you were very aware of what was going on and that not only was this not an appropriate place to be doing, well, whatever this is, you were also at work. This was not the time for drinking or making out with customers.

“I-I’m sorry, I have to go.” 

“No, wait.”

You try to pull away from her, and when she doesn’t let go, all noise in the bar ceases. Vander had loudly dropped the kitchen towel that naturally rested on his shoulder onto the bar counter, halting all movement in the bar. A blatant warning, if you'd ever seen one. 

Sevika only paid him a glance before looking back to you. Her other hand reached behind her quickly. She pulled out a coin purse. 

“Are you gonna leave without a tip? Hmm?”

She let go of your face to open the purse, and you let out a deep breath. 

“Oh no!? You really don’t have to,” You try to say, but she has none of it. Sevika takes one of your smaller hands into hers and drops several gold coins into your hand. 

Closing her hand around yours, she says, “I insist.” 

You can’t say no to her.

“Now, get back to work,” She chuckles, looking past you again and towards Vander. “Before your boss comes around here and starts a fight.” 

You don't need her to tell you twice- You’re out of there in a heartbeat. Your shaky legs had barely found safely behind the bar when the men who played cards with Sevika had already begun squawking her table. You tried to lean against the counter for support, but Vander quickly ushered you through the doors that led to his family’s living quarters. 

“Are you okay? What did she do to ya? Goddamnit, I knew I shouldn’t have sent you over there.” His large hands found your shoulders as soon as you passed the threshold of what appeared to be an empty common area for his kids. He examined you for any physical harm or any severe distress. 

“I-I’m okay, she just asked me to pour her the d-drink that’s all,” You stutter, conveniently leaving out the fact that she kissed you. If Vander hadn’t seen what happened, for right now, you didn’t want to worry him by telling him what happened. Even if he knew you were lying, he wouldn’t push you to expose what happened if you didn’t want to. 

He sighed. Oh, he definitely knew you were lying. “Alright.”

“Do you think you can work for the rest of your shift?” He asked. “You don’t have to go have to either of those tables tonight if you don’t want to.” He gave you a look that told you he understood if you didn’t want to go back to work tonight after all that had happened. 

“I think I can,” You offer him your usual sweet smile. It’s contagious, and soon, he's smiling as well.

“Okay, hun, take your time coming back to work. We got plenty of customers waiting for you to come back,” He chuckled, letting you have a few minutes alone before you returned to your shift.

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[imaginesbymk]

Arcane Preference

HOW THEY ARGUE & MAKE UP WITH YOU

Characters: Silco, Viktor, Jinx, Vi, Jayce Talis, Vander & Sevika.

Request: “what are arcane characters like after a discussion (*argument) with your reader. who would apologize first, how would they handle it.thanks” — @supermegapauselouca

Tags: i guess troubled relationships? 

A/N: espero que vc goste! likes/reblogs/feedback greatly appreciated!! (SO SORRY FOR THE LONG HIATUS i seriously blame my anxiety and depression)

update: I FORGOT VANDER UGH brb

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—SILCO one thing’s for sure, if you two will argue, silco will always stick with his thoughts. he has more power, and his vision for zaun often scares you because of what could happen when war ensues. silco would never threaten you, but if you ever did something to sabotage his vision, you’d imagine the worst and eventually avoid further arguments with him. when he realizes that it’s not only his work that terrifies you, but also himself. you two have a one-on-one heartfelt talk, assuring that he’ll get hurt first before you do.

—VIKTOR you and viktor could be arguing over the littlest things, like him staying up too late in the lab, or the lack of attention and time he has for you. you learn that viktor has a low frustration tolerance and he’ll snap at you if you try to pursue the argument. you notice the realization and guilt hit him and you see it in his eyes and face, and he’ll apologize in a low voice and take it out on himself when the self-blame hits. 

—JINX jinx is never gonna admit that she’s wrong, so it’s just straight up gaslighting and lack of communication when you two argue. it would take her a while to finally open up to you because she destroys everything she sees, and one of you eventually apologizes. most of the time, it’s you apologizing for misunderstanding her, or her apologizing when she directly (or indirectly) hurts you. jinx cares and does not ever want to hurt you, but her actions and intrusive thoughts stop her from mending the damages she causes.

—VI you two will argue over everything. most of the time it’s for the sake of your own safety, and vi would never forgive herself if you ever got hurt and she couldn’t protect you in time. plus, vi is very sharp and tough as nails so her way of running things in zaun would not be to your liking due to the conditions and conflicts. vi always apologizes, though, and you two have to stick together if the two of you want to live and defeat silco.

— JAYCE TALIS jayce is pretty ambitious but yet so stubborn, so when you confront him on how he’s running council, he takes it very personally and looks down on you, thinking that you don’t know what you’re talking about and how you don’t know how politics work in piltover. jayce is the one who approaches you alone when he’s defeated and stuck in the situation he’s in. he admits that you were right, and asks for your help.

– SEVIKA you and sevika constantly bicker. she’s very verbal in the arguments, and insists that what she does is right, even if silco thinks otherwise. though you almost never see her soft or vulnerable side, you really want sevika to be responsible of her actions and what she says to avoid getting killed. she apologizes to you at the bar and offers you a drink. she knows she can’t focus without the thought of you getting hurt by silco, any zaun rival gangs or piltover enforcers.

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[ffiahh]

vi is the king of dad jokes

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[angelltheninth]

Can you write Jinx, Silco, Viktor and Vander dealing with a reader who stayed up late to work or just finished a massive workload?

Oh I feel that Anon. I try to make a routine for myself so I get enough rest each day.

Pairing: Jinx, Silco, Viktor, Vander x Reader

Tags: fluff, domestic, overworking, cuddles, kissing, comfort

A/N: You don't need to work all the time to have value. Take a break every once in a while and treat yourself.

Depending on how late you stay up Jinx might try to convince you to come to bed early. She really misses you and she likes to cuddle a whole lot so you better not overwork yourself. If there's anything that she can do to help you finish work faster she'll do it, even if it's just getting you snacks or drinks. Will occasionally bend down and kiss you on the cheek for good luck. When you do finally finish work she will wrap herself around you and tell you not to get up from the bed until the next day, it's time to sleep, you've more than earned it.

"Workin' still sugar? How much longer till you're done? That long?! You're really set on finishing this huh? Can I do something for you then? I don't know, can I get you anything you need? How about a kiss then? Oh now I have your attention, I see how it is. Lean in then."

Silco understands the need to finish work, even if that means overworking yourself, it's what he did for a long time, especially since he became a father. That being said he also sees the value of keeping things organized and scheduled. If he sees that you're working way too much and not taking time for yourself he will offer to help you organize your day better so you have time to rest and spend time on yourself, and of course spend some more time with him.

"Darling you're working a bit too much lately don't you think? I understand how you feel, but it's not good for your health. Come on, finish this and then I'm taking you to bed. No. Not for anything lewd, you're way to tired for that, don't even try to tell me that you're not. I can give you a kiss for good night sleep however."

Viktor is no stranger to staying up late to finish work. Although he's not used to being on the other side of that. Seeing how tired you get makes him reflect on his own behavior and how worried you must be when you see him looking as tired as you do now. The moment you're done he'll take you home and get you into bed, only pausing for kisses and affirmations. He offers to split up work in the future so neither of you have to stay up so late again.

"Now I know how you felt darling, seeing me working myself into exhaustion. It's not pretty. You know it's not. I understand that it's important, believe me I do, but not at the cost of your wellbeing, you taught me that. Let's go to bed hm? In the morning when you're well rested I'll help you finish up."

Vander was always a hard worker so he knows the signs of someone burning themselves out from work. There's no way he's gonna let that happen to you while he just watches from the side. If you insist on finishing work then he will stay up with you and the moment he sees that you're done he'll take you in his arms and give you a bunch of kisses while he carries you to the bedroom. He will make it clear to you that you can't do stuff like that to yourself. Work is important but you are much more important to him.

"That's quite enough darlin, you've worked enough for the day. At least take a break. Really? Even if I let you sit in my lap and I kiss you? Haha, there we go, knew I could convince you. Finish up and then we can cuddle all you want, and I'll give you all the kisses you want. And to further sweeten the deal, you can pick the spot I kiss."

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[band--psycho]

Vander x Reader-Lingerie

One of the last requests I received for my Valentines Day Drabble Writing Challenge; and this request was from the amazing @conretewings with the prompt Valentines Night

I'm also going to be adding this to my A-Z Writing Challenge as well!

I hope you all enjoy this! 💛

Warnings:Smut (18+)

“Darl? Are you oka…..” Vanders voice trailed off as he walked into his and Y/ns shared bedroom; 

his eyes fixed on her.

There she was, standing in the middle of the room, wearing nothing but a thin red lace lingerie set.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she smirked; slowly twirling in a circle so that Vander could take in every single inch of her body. 

“Fuck,” he groaned, beginning to unbuckle his belt as he walked towards her, his eyes darkening with lust with every single step he took; until he was standing right in front of her.

“What did I do to deserve this, eh?” He asked his voice low, as he bent down slightly, placing a soft kiss on the shell of Y/n's ear.

Y/n couldn’t answer. 

Instead all that left her lips was a gasp when she felt not only Vanders lips on her ear but his huge hands wandering over her body. 

Until one hand settled on her breast, his thumb and forefinger pinching her already hardened nipple through the thin lace that covered it. While the other hand trailed down her side, and then up and down the inside of her thigh. 

Every single touch set her skin on fire. 

“Stop teasing,” Y/n whined.

She was desperate for him.

Desperate for his touch.

Desperate to be with him in the way she had been craving all day. 

She wanted him to absolutely ruin her.

A small chuckle left Vanders lips as he finally closed the distance between his and Y/n's lips in a very messy yet very intense kiss. 

Y/n almost instantly threw her arms around his neck; deepening the kiss as much as she could and Vander reciprocated it without any hesitation.

She was wrapped up in their kiss that she hadn’t even realised her feet had left the floor until her back connected with the softness of their bed. 

“Please,” she begged against Vanders lips, her hips slightly thrusting in the air, needing…craving for him to touch her where she desired him most. 

A smug smirk tugged at his lips as he drew another gasp from Y/n as he ripped the lingerie from her body, leaving her completely naked, allowing his thumb slowly began to rub her sensitive clit, 

“Please what, darl?”

He loved seeing her like this. 

A drenched, begging mess.

Just for him. 

“Please touch me,”

“Where?” He questioned; his hand moving back up from the inside of her thigh to her breasts. 

“Here?” He whispered teasingly, his thick middle finger slowly slipping inside of her soaking pussy.

“Yes…yes,” Y/n moaned, desperate for more. 

Vander knew that; and more is what he gave her; until she was a moaning and begging mess who only wanted one thing. 

But he didn’t give it to her; not straight away. 

Their night was only just beginning; he couldn’t ruin the fun by giving her what she wanted straight away. 

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[vander-affectionate]

tw: somnophilia

𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒. Vander's hip feels damp and he blearily blinks, praying that he's not so high in age that he caused this. His head falls to your nape and you shiver, whimpering quietly and then the bed jolts.

Your hips drive back into his, albeit clumsily, but all sleep that had been lingering is gone.

He's propped up enough to where he can see slight tremors in your thighs and he tilts your face towards him, your brows are mildly furrowed and lips parted in a way that he can tell whatever is going on behind closed lids has left you far more aroused than a trip to dreamland should.

Heat creeps up his neck to his cheeks when he remembers your words to him; quietly asking if he'd surprise you one of these days with a wake up call with his cock lodged somewhere inside of you. He was adamant that he prefered you be looking into his eyes when he makes you come, that slipping inside of you while you were most vulnerable was still a variant of violation to him that he was uncomfortable with, but you'd pressed a sultry kiss to his lips and mumbled you would be willing to wait for that day.

Or night, rather. As the faint yellow of neon shines over your body and he swallows, thickly because he's considering your proposition.

His finger spread over the low of your belly, partially damp with sweat rather than the fluid you're all too blissfully sleeping in. Vander pulls you until the slick between your thighs is pressed against his raging hard on from thinking about slipping his thumb into your mouth.

The groan that comes low in the back of his throat is punctuated by an involuntary thrust of your hips because your little pussy twitched against the head of his cock.

"Fuck." he whispers panicked.

He's screwed because this is making him harder. Some part of you, still asleep, tells your head — whether it's empty or full of dreams of his fingers or his mouth or him — gives the order to weakly thrust your hips and you do. His press against yours with the gesture like clockwork and he's gasping, his pelvis following closely with your ass so there's no leeway.

He's tempted to wake you up. To ask if this is okay. You've asked him over and over so many times that he knows there's not enough hairs on his beard to mark every time you've asked him for this.

One hand gently lifts your knee while the other comes between your thighs. He sets his lips against your shoulder, hesitating even as his clothed dick is slotted between the folds of your panties, if he should even go through with this. But you clench. Your hole contracts on the top of his dripping length and your head knocks back against his as you sigh a fragile little whimper.

"Don't be mad, love," he whispers quietly.

His voice is husky in your ear and he feels like he's driven it hoarse from talking when all he's been doing is mulling over this. He presses a kiss to your earlobe, "I've got you."

Your body seizes when his fingers land on your clit. He almost jolts away when you do, but you moan quietly and your lips are drawn into a pout as if the one touch wasn't enough. It's the ridiculously cute look you'd usually give him when you want his palm pressed against your ass and his fingers knuckle deep in the slim corridors between the bar and the living space not far back. Except your doe eyes are absent.

You're sleeping, twitching as he presses weight into his middle and ring rub patient circles against the hood of your clit and your body shudders, moving backwards to escape the touch, but you only slide further against his clothed erection.

He gasps, his hips twitch and he bites his lip to keep from moaning at the feeling of more of your slick gushing on the top of his cock. You're wetting his boxers and he hasn't done much of anything yet.

He presses his fingers harder in retaliation, your body jolts once, but relaxes as his fingers draw tight circles against you. It's when he prods two fingers, pushing into your slit, that you moan and your hips drive back chasing more. He shakes his head and licks his lips, throat suddenly dry at your lewd sounds and the slick squelch of your walls against his fingers. He adds another, wanting to see if you'll wake up, but your stomach jumps against his forearm.

"Such a good girl," he murmurs quietly, " — take my fingers so well."

He presses his lips against the shell of your ear and your walls are tightening in a way he knows all too well. A way he's felt too many times to mistake it. He pulls his fingers out and stares down between your legs at the sight of your panties pulled aside and his dark blue boxer look black from how much you've added your slick.

Even now, Vander is hesitant to pull himself out. He does so, telling himself it's only to see the sight of his skin against skin. Then he's convincing himself that maybe one or two thrusts isn't so bad.

Your hand grabs his arm and heat rushes up Vander's chest before he knows it. His eyes lift from the head of his cock pressed tightly against your clit and he meets your eyes that are hazy with sleep and your knowing smile.

"Perv."

He cums.

He cums hard and the thrust against your clit is a knee-jerk reaction and his head falls. Humiliation climbs in his gut, his eyes are rolling back and shutting as he gives little ruts of his hips, but he realizes you're moving with him - moaning quietly and the relief of that only makes him gush more.

His thighs shake and he watches thick white strands messily spurt from your clit to your thighs. It's his cum and there's so much of it because this feels wrong and good and his stomach won't stop pulling taut as he empties himself on your pussy.

He's gasping, your hand in his hair grounding him and yourself as you gasp softly, whining as you clumsiy move with him. It drives the thought of him using you to come deeper. By the time his balls ache and the cum stops, his hips have stopped their stutteirng and he's let his weight fall into the bed.

Vander's on his back. Chest, neck, and face undoubtedly red from the exertion and humiliation of being caught, but you're giggling softly and turning onto your side to curl into him.

"This isn't funny." he whispers, dread sitting in the low of his gut despite the floating remnants of relief from his orgasm. Fuck, he can't even look at you.

"That was hot," you're rubbing up the low of his chest and his hand catches yours. "Vander." you call softly and he relents, he tries to glare something chastising, but he's pouting too much for you to take it seriously.

"I liked it. I told you I wanted you to try it."

He lets his head fall back against the pillows and he's all too aware of his boxers, sticky and uncomfortably clinging to his skin. A reminder of his—

"I set it up."

There's a long pause and Vander brings his hand to his face. You're nervous because you knew he needed the push to fuck you in your sleep, you wanted him to, but he was ever the gentleman insisting otherwise. Fingers gently plucking at the semi-soft hair on his chest as you continue.

"I thought if I was wet enough a-and—"

His hands find your hips and his lips sit at the crown of your head. He sighs, apparently uncaring of the cum oozing the low of your belly and the mess he's made of your thighs. "Why don't you just fuck yourself silly until I wake up next time?"

Your shoulders relax at the mention of "next time". Your fingers card over his biceps before you grab them and relish in the kisses he presses over your cheeks and lips.

"So you're not mad?" you whisper.

He smiles against your lips and before you can react, you're on your stomach and there are dips on either side of your hips.

"I didn't say that," he laughs against the shell of your ear as he rubs up and down your sides and you shiver before your eyes snap open.

"W-Wait-!"

He stretches you wide. You're gripping the sheets beneath you and your hips naturally arch upward to try to ease the sting, but you're only rewarded with more and more and more of his length. By the time his pelvis is flush with your ass, it feels like his tip is nudging your throat and you're trembling beneath him and gushing a ring of white at the base of his cock.

"I'm not mad," he sighs.

The way hems gripping the flesh of your ass would make you believe otherwise. He pulls out to the tip so fast that you don't have time to think about the pleasure-pain of feeling him so deep until he's back all the way in.

You wail from the pleasure of being full, clawing at the sheets from the sting and sighing when he massages your ass then your hips and sinking to his elbows to grip your tits that are flush to the sheets. It's so good when he draws himself out slow, but the way he snaps back inside is making you shake and gush and causing his own thighs to slick.

You're drooling and Vander chuckles, kissing your shoulder and lifting your hips to slip his pillow underneath. The arch of your hips burns your thighs ever so slightly and the way he tilts your head so he can smile down at you makes your walls flutter around him.

"But I will express my gratitude," he leans down and presses his tongue into your mouth. He groans when you squeeze him that much tighter and sloppily return his desperate kiss.

He presses his lips to the knob of your jaw and mutters something that makes your heart seize.

"Can't wait for tomorrow night."

Your eyes grow wide, head falling into your arms as you feel his girth slide back into your messy cunt. The only thought rolling around in your otherwise empty head plays on repeat, joyously and full of dread: what did you get yourself into?

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[the-faceless-bride]

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[sivyera]

Arcane characters as Disney couple.

ft. vi, jinx, ekko, silco, caitlyn, vander, sevika, cassandra, viktor, jayce

WARNINGS: bad grammar

CONTAINS: fluff

SONG: Rosyln - Bon Iver

photos are not mine

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Ekko - Pocahontas and John Smith

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Vi - Mr. Incredible and Elastigirl

You as Elastigirl - Vi as Mr. Incredible Vi is very stubborn like Bob so she hate see you fight with someone. She just scared, she can't lose you. She can't live without you. But she is proud of you as well. She know that you're strong and you can protect yourself. But it become her instinct. When she hear you say 'ouch' she's next to you in a second. She is very protective. You're calmer and more reasonable in this relationship. Very powerful couple. She would do anything for you. And if someone wants to stole you away, she won't hesitate a second to beat the person up.

Viktor - Tarzan and Jane

You as Tarzan - Viktor as Jane I don't mean it like you are some wild animal or something, no, no. But Viktor is very smart just like Jane. Viktor likes learning new things but because of his sick leg he can't do sports or any other strenuous activities. So he appreciate when you describe him those things. Like running for example. He likes to see the world by your eyes. He loves reading you books and overall just talk to you about everything. He think you deserve someone better than him so reassure him that he's enough for you.

Caitlyn - Lady and Tramp

You as Tramp - Caitlyn as Lady I think we all can agree on that Cait is Lady. She is from rich family and from Piltover. Otherwise you just want to enjoy your life so you don't care where you are. You just want to explore every crevice. You can teach her how to make her life more exciting. You bring happiness in her life. She is very grateful to you for that. She would take you on fancy dinners and after dinner you would go watch fireworks. You also help her solve problems because you know probably everything and everyone in Piltover and Zaun. She often stare at you. She is just admiring you, let her stare in peace.

Jayce - Cinderella and prince Charming

You as Cinderella - Jayce as prince Charming You're his princess and no one can change his mind. All his life he wanted someone like you. You care for him so much. And he likes the feeling of warm you give him. When he's frustrated or sad he reach you, wrap his arms and don't let you go for hours. He would do anything for you. Lots of PDA. He loves the jealous mens/womans give him when they see that you are already taken. And he spoils you a lot.

Cassandra Kiramman - Mulan and Shang

You as Mulan - Cassandra as Shang She is more dominant in this relationship. But she never yell at you or makes you feel uncomfortable. You two are exactly like Yin and Yang. You are not meant to be perfect, you are meant to be whole. You complete each other even in simple things. You are both very strong womans. You also know everything about each other. Favourite tea/coffee, food, colour etc.. She can't imagine her life without you. You came to her life so randomly. She is not willing to give you to anyone else. You are hers and she is yours.

Silco - Belle and The Beast

You as Belle - Silco as the Beast/prince Adam Silco is king of Zaun. He have power and almost everything he ever wanted. Key word 'almost'. I feel like before he get into that fight with Vander he wanted someone who will complete him. He feels empty, he needs a charge to life. And the charge is you. You are the one who saved him, who make him feel like a person again. It's very hard to find a rose in Zaun so he always send Sevika or Jinx to bring him the reddest rose they can find in Piltover. He always leave the rose with little note when he have to leave before you wake up.

Sevika - Hercules and Meg

You as Meg - Sevika as Hercules You are more cunning and flexible than Sevika. Otherwise she is more stronger and tough. Still she have a huge soft spot for you. She maybe don't seem like it. She would kill for you without hesitation. She likes to show you off. She likes trying new drinks and food with you. She stare at people who are flirting with you or making you uncomfortable. After you go away she makes sure that the person wouldn't be able to move for a months. And when she is in bad mood, the people probably won't survive.

Vander - Snow white and The Prince

You as Snow white - Vander as The Prince we are not gonna talk about this huge age difference between these two

Vander is a huge guy so that means cuddles all the time. He likes picking you up on a princess style. You are so tiny compered to him so he calls you cutie. In his eyes everything you do is cute. He likes stroke you on your head. Every time when you are sad or insecure he kiss your whole body. From head to toes. And between each kiss he tells you how beautiful you are. Beautiful *kiss* perfect *kiss* amazing *kiss* cute *kiss* Relationship with him is like being wrapped in cotton candy.

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