Hey! So ummm, I have a bit of a weird request… I don’t know if you know what League of Legends: Arcane is (if you don’t I highly recommend watching it it’s amazing!) And I was wondering if you could write something like Vi Jinx and Ekko finding a child and taking them in? Idk, I haven’t seen a lot of fics like that and I am absolutely in love with your writing style, but I totally understand if you don’t want to
I love Arcane! I’ve rewatched it like soooo many times. I’ll admit, this is defiantly different from what I normally do, but I’m willing to give it a shot at least. Although I apologize in advance if it turns out badly… 😅
Taking You In
Vi, Jinx, Ekko & Child!Reader
(I’ll say this takes place maybe a year or two before the events from the timeskip, if that makes sense)
Warning: Themes of child neglect, abandonment and abuse are present, please read with caution (if there’s anything else I might’ve missed please let me know)
Vi
You may have pushed your luck a little too far this time, but that dumb guard deserved it. You glare at the ground as you’re basically being dragged along the guards saying something about not wanting to waste extra space just for your punishment. Finally arriving at a cell, you’re a little confused when a guard exits it but don’t have time to question why as you’re tossed inside.
“Enjoy your new punching bag.” One scoffs as he walks away, you knew he was talking about you as you brace yourself for whatever happens next. You’re surprised when they start talking to you.
“So now they’re keeping kids here too? Geez, you look a lot younger then I was when they brought me in.” You look up at the pink haired girl, she defiantly looked like she’s seen better days, having a black and bloody eye and busted up lip. “So what are you in for?” She asks, you don’t say anything, unsure how to respond. “What? Don’t like talking?” It sounded like she was mocking you with her tone, but you couldn’t be sure. You slump to the ground, bringing your knees up to your chest as you try not to cry.
“Hey.” Her sudden softer tone draws your attention, seeing her shuffle a bit closer. “Are you alright?”
“Wh-what do you care?” You manage to say, and try as you might to sound tough you couldn’t hide the shake in your voice.
“I know how it feels to be mistreated, I’m here for something I didn’t even do. They dragged me away before I… never mind.” She sighs, a looking worried or scared about something when she finally sits down across from you.
“I bit a guard.” Now you’re the one pulling her attention, raising a questioning eyebrow. “I’ve been here for a while. All the guards are jerks and keep pushing me around, so I bit one of their hands hard and now I’m here.” You explain. It goes silent between the two of you until you hear quiet chuckles that quickly grow louder.
“Not bad kid, not bad.” She adjusts herself into a better sitting position and extends her hand towards you. “Call me Vi.” She introduces. After a second you hesitantly accept the handshake.
“I’m (y/n).” You greet back, feeling just a slight bit more comfortable.
“Really? From what I can tell you’re more of a Spitfire.” Vi half-jokes, you playfully stick your tongue out at her with a glare. “See, I knew I was right.”
Despite your bleak situation, the both of you had found a new reason to smile.
Jinx
You sit back and twiddle your thumbs trying to think of something to do, sitting around in one area could get boring really fast but you didn’t really know where else to go either. A loud BOOM pulls your attention over to people stuttering away from a blue hired girl twirling one of her braids in one hand and lightly tossing a small device in the other. She spots you and struts over to where your sitting, you stare up at her curiously.
“Well, hiya.” She greets with a large smile.
“Hello!” You greet her back with a smile of your own. She tilts her head at you curiously, you copy her, she tilts her head to the other side and agin you copy her. This causes her to chuckle a little.
“Most people who see me usually run the other way.” She comments, dispute the happy tone there was a slight shake in her voice.
“Why would people do that? You look fun!” You beam at her, completely forgetting about the people who ran away earlier. She seems surprised by your words, but quickly bounced back with a sly grin.
“Well thank you, I think I’m plenty of fun too. Here, why don’t you try?” She hands you the small device she was playing with earlier. You look over the little doohickey tracing your finger along the painted lines. “All you have to do is pull this pin and throw.” She points to the pin holding the divides “mouth” in place. You give it a big tug and it springs to life making a chattering sound, following her instructions you toss it as hard as you can, watching it skid across the ground a bit before it suddenly explodes a colourful cloud of smoke trailing behind. Your eyes sparkle in wonder at the display.
“That was so cool! Can we do that again?” You ask, looking at her expectantly. Her own eyes light up at your excitement.
“Yes! But first I wanna know something, why are you here all by yourself? What, did someone just… heh… drop you off and leave you like weren’t worth their time anymore? Hehe…” There was a mix of curiosity and nervousness mixed together, though not exactly directed at you.
“I don’t know, my mama and papa leave me here a lot when they’re busy and don’t come back for a long time, if that’s what you mean.” You say a bit too casually. The girl frowns for a second but brightens up again as she picks you up. “Whoa! What are you doing?” You look at her confused.
“You wanted to see more cool explosions right? So I’m taking you with me.” She says matter-of-factly.
“I do! But I’m not supposed to go with strangers.” You deflate a little.
“Well, my name’s… Jinx. What’s yours?” She looks back at you with a side smile.
“I’m (y/n)!” You chirp happily.
“See, now we aren’t strangers anymore and you can come with me.” Jinx states proudly. You nod in agreement and let her carry you away.
You were just glad you had more excitement in your life. As for Jinx, a part of her preyed she wouldn’t mess this one up.
Ekko
You limp as far from home as you could ignoring any pain you felt, stupid Shimmer making things so much worse then they already were. Once you feel you’re far enough you sink to the ground to catch your breath, coughing a little as the air felt thicker here. There’s murmuring a short distance away that gets louder as whoever’s talking approaches your location. You shuffle closer to the wall and use any trash nearby as cover from the mystery person, listening in on what they’re saying.
“We need to be fast and strategic about this. Catching this dealer should put a dent in Shimmer distribution, but we can’t…” You leaned over to hear what was being but end up leaning too far, causing your trash over to topple over and expose you. You stare in shock at the pile then slowly turn your head upward to look at several masked figures staring back at you, one steps closer making you cower away.
“Hey, hey, it’s alright. We’re not going to hurt you.” He says calmly holding a hand out for you. After a moment of not seeing any hostile movements from any of them you hesitantly take his hand, letting him help you to your feet and instantly noticing your limp. “Are you okay kid, that injury doesn’t look too good.”
“I’ll… I’ll be okay, just need to rest a little.” You mumble.
“How did this happen to you?” He asks, kneeling down to match your height. You shuffle awkwardly in place, not really wanting to answer. “It’s alright, I want to help.” He takes off his mask letting you see his face and looks at you with gentle eyes. “I’m Ekko, this is my crew,” he gestures to the people behind him who give a short wave. “What’s your name, kid?” You take few breaths to calm yourself.
“I’m… (y/n).” You finally say. “Umm you-you said something about Shimmer dealers?” You ask looking at him curiously. He raises an eyebrow at you.
“I did. You know anything about that?” Ekko questions.
“A little. My uhhh, my dad sometimes makes me pick up his… orders…” You admit, unsure why you’re telling these people this. Ekko’s face twists in disgust, not aimed at you.
“Is that why you’re hurt? Did he do this to you?” His firm tone makes you tense and shrink a little, seeing this he softens his expression. “Hey, it’s alright. We want to and put a stop to this once and for all, you could help us.” You stare at him questioningly. “You had to collect from these dealer before, right? So you could help us identify them.” He explains.
“I don’t know… they aren’t very good people…” You shudder at the memories.
“Don’t worry, from now on, we’re here to protect you.” Ekko promises, once again offering you a hand. There was something about these people that you couldn’t help but feel safer around, especially Ekko, so with a bit more confidence then before you place your hand in his. Ekko lifts you into his arms, reliving the pressure on your injured leg, adjusting you so he could carry you with one arm and signal his group to continue.
You were both nervous and hopeful to what new future awaited you.
That’s all for now, what did you guys think? Should I write more for Arcane? I’m curious what you think 😁
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