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Dad!Silco×Mom!Reader×Baby!Jinx
Pure tooth rotting fluff. SFW. Reader lactates and was pregnant with Jinx so pretty heteronormative? Tried not to use pronouns for reader and will do my best to be gender neutral in the future.
This is my first lil fic/drabble/imagine literally ever so pls pls pls be nice:)) ♡
Silco had always found you breathtaking in any light, from any angle. To his shame, that was the first thing he noticed about you. You were painfully attractive to him, as if you had sunk your dresden claws into his chest and dug out his beating heart as soon as the two of you had locked eyes. He had not expected your wit and intellect, your charm and perseverance to crush that heart to a quivering pulp. Even less did he expect your intense kindness and bewildering mutual adoration for him to mend it all together, until his heart was back in his chest, beating away happily, polished and shining with a finish it had never possessed before.
All this being said, there was something particularly devastating about the way you looked now, holding the precious infant the two of you shared to your breast. She suckled happily, lazily gazing up at you on the verge of sleep. You were in the corner, sitting in an armchair angled towards the large window behind his desk, just right of where he sat now, notes and paperwork completely forgotten. The soft green light emanating from that circular pane drenched you in an almost ethereal glow as you stared through the window before you, absentmindedly watching the bustling streets below and occasionally looking down to caress the cheek of your little one.
The sight made Silco want to cry.
You and that sweet little girl, whose powder blue hair remained a mystery to the both of you, were the reason he was still fighting. Still scratching and clawing and biting his way towards the free nation of Zaun. He would give anything and everything for the two of you to feel the sun on your faces, to see the streams of sunlight currently reserved for the blood soaked tops of Piltover finally light up your eyes.
Your hair curled gently around the nape of your neck as you shifted to peer down at baby Jinx, who with a full belly and a conscious so clear it could only be a child's, had drifted off to sleep in your loving arms.
He did not want to keep you shut away in the dark. Silco's love and their only child deserved to shine with the brilliance he knew the two of you had. Zaun was well on it's way to coming into it's own, but he knew the sins of his past lurked at every corner. The free city he had given his very soul to build would not remain loyal, would not remember him kindly. Silco had long ago accepted that he was the villain of this story, that the sacrifices he had made in order to see his people liberated in this lifetime were not all his to make.
He just hoped he would never be asked to choose between you and Zaun.
The nation would never survive his abandonment.
You must've felt his gaze on you as you adjusted your top to cover yourself. Your mouth curved into a gentle smile, as full of love as it was of mirth.
"Silco, my love. You know its impolite to stare."
Silco let out a breathy chuckle, rising slowly from his desk and rounding it to stand behind your chair. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around your front and tucking his chin into your neck. He looked down at Jinx sound asleep in your embrace as you leaned your cheek into his.
"I love you."
Yours had not been an easy pregnancy, at least not by the third trimester. Jinx, light of his life that she was, had been a bit of a hellion inside you, kicking and squirming to her little heart's content. Although neither of you could exactly blame her for this, she had you in an almost constant state of discomfort on the best of days. On the worst, you could hardly hold yourself upright, cradling your swollen belly and trying hard not to groan at the pain.
There was a day when Silco walked into his office to find you bracing yourself on the windowpane, head curled down with your lip between your teeth, tears streaming silently down your face. You had less than a month to go at that point, and Silco had rushed to you with fear jolting through his veins like ice. Asking you what was wrong, rambling about sending for Singed, turning you to him and cupping your face in his hand while smoothing your hair with the other.
"She just won't stop kicking." You had whimpered quietly, "she's hitting my ribs and it's just really uncomfortable, I'm sorry."
Silco could've laughed had you not been in pain. Leave it to you to apologize for your own misery.
"You needn't apologize, sweetness." He cooed, "let me see if I can help."
Swiftly, he pulled your back flush to his chest, tucking his chin into the crook of your neck. You wrapped your hands around his forearms as he rubbed your stomach a few times before sliding them down to the underside of your bump. He interlaced his fingers to cradle the bottom of your belly. He could feel Jinx wriggling around and made a note to give her grief for it when she was older.
"Lean into me." He had whispered.
You immediately did, ever pliant to his will and trusting of his intentions. He lifted gently as to take some of the weight off of your aching muscles. You sighed with relief as the strain of your daughter's body was lifted slightly off of your legs. After a moment, you gasped and Silco could feel the tension melt out of your shoulders. Jinx had settled, no longer drumming against your ribcage with her tiny feet.
"Better?"
You had turned to kiss his cheek and your hand went back into his hair. Silco's heart bloomed.
"Completely."
Five months later and there you sat, curled up in the chair he had bought for you, looking at him like he had hung the moon. You hummed at his confession and tucked Jinx a bit tighter into her blanket. She was perfect. You were perfect.
"Oh Silco, I'm sure I love you more."
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Silco Headcanon Overiew
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Conditions
͟͟͞͞➳❥ Scarring - Silco does not bother hiding his scarring, as such the vast major of his face around the infected eye is heavily noticed, including the Dark spots, which goes up to his hair line, and past his cheek bone, closer to his jaw.
͟͟͞͞➳❥Vision - At any given time Silco only see see's grey's, purples, and reds. While in his normal eye he has perfect vision. This often throws his affect's his balance.
͟͟͞͞➳❥PTSD / FEAR - Silco has a fear of Drowning and suffcation as a result of nearly being drowned thanks to vander.
͟͟͞͞➳❥Eidetic like Memory - Silco has near perfect memory, which means most of the information he learns he retains, even the small details.
͟͟͞͞➳❥Tremors - Silco has always experienced tremors, typically in his hands. However he also developed bruxism, which is why he seen with a cigar in his mouth.
͟͟͞͞➳❥OCD - information pending
͟͟͞͞➳❥Headaches / eye itch - information pending
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Lore Building
͟͟͞͞➳❥Shark experiementation I / II - In attempt to Weaponize his fear, Silco began experimenting on sharks and eventually human experimentation.
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