Vi: Boy if you don't--
My boy is surrounded by lesbians
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never learned to raise my hand, was too busy raising hell
[image is a digital drawing of Ekko and Jinx in stylised combat; Ekko is leaping up and swinging a length of pipe over his head, while Jinx is stepping forward and drawing her pistol. their gazes are locked on each other; Ekko is smirking, Jinx grinning manically. an image of Ekko’s pocketwatch hangs behind them and fiery plumes of smoke or dust are kicking up around them.]
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can we talk about ekko though
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K/DA > True Damage
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happy belated valentine’s day
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"so you've met her," there's a look of detachment to him that clearly feels forced. jayce can't keep himself neutral when riven is the subject, no matter how good an actor he often is. "i'm assuming you two get along swimmingly, unlike..." he gestures between the two of them, body language telling in how stilted it feels. "us, of course."
unprompted || always accepting.
Now, this was something.
Finding the word that could describe the beauty in what he was seeing was a worthy yet incredibly hard task. Could delightful be enough to capture his impression of how exquisitely uncomfortable the Defender seemed standing in front of him? Was it beautiful, or could it be that amazing was the ultimate term to point his utter enjoyment of how tedious it had to be for him, for Jayce, the Almighty Son of Piltover to acknowledge how fond of him was the woman he has chosen to marry. The choices were many, but one way or another the zaunite is sure of one thing: damn, how he would like to capture every component of that perfect scene. An extra reason to smile could always come in handy, right? And this was the sort of thing that could make you grin in the very last of your minutes.
Now, if someone else had been in his place maybe they would have chosen to desist from showing too much merriment. That would have been a really smart move in case you wanted to explore the possibility of repairing the relationship you had with someone that usually made you feel like ruining his perfect hair. Sympathy, as some may call. Which wasn’t at all what he did; smiling like a child that was offered the most outstanding chance of mischief every time he hesitated to find the right words. Laughing to himself even, paving the exact road of someone who was looking for a good punch, red carpet and all.
“Woah, wait, what— what were you saying again? Sorry man, I uh—” He bit his lower lip in an attempt to force his memory, but the last of his thoughts before he got distracted —the whole ‘what did she saw in him?’ deal that made him zoom out— only made him release another tiny chuckle, and come to a sudden realization that he didn’t even try to bite back once it started its journey out of his mouth. “This really has been taking its toll on you, hadn’t it J-town. What has been happening in that head of yours lately? Afraid of a little competition? Mad you don’t get a guest pass for all the fun Zaun has to offer?”
Or was it something else? He was dying to know what the problem here seemed to be.
“Either that or you don’t want things to be ‘swimmingly’ well between me and her, which— spoiler alert, not gonna happen.”
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they’re not even worthy of sacks of potatoes.. the beanpoles!
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//verse tag dump ignore this
edit (3/1/19): added ekko’s tags!
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me: sees teen muses on my dash
gaige, punching & kicking her way through my other muses:
‘ sup, bitch. ‘
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Oof thought about combining some interests to maybe make something appear with my life...went hey I'll write some cute story with magic and time travel and shit... introverted but highly confident scientist working on his theory for time travel meets old thing obsessed extrovert who's super smart but is like man I don't care about logistics and shit I just wanna jump into some old tomb and figure out the past. and of course they fall in love and shit cuz can't help it I write romance....then I realized oh...that's pretty much just EzKo fanfiction isn't it -_-; rip me I guess
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Ok but Viktor is so DELICIOUSLY mischievous in Arcane???
Like, I think a lot of us went into the show with the impression that he was going to be this no-nonsense, stoic counterpart to Jayce's brash personality, and while Viktor is level-headed and calm, he has such a biting humor that gives him so much personality and life (at this point I think Viktor is responsible for 90% of the sassy and funny quips in the show).
And I really enjoy the fact that the writers gave him this liveliness and soft-spoken charm (and how well Harry Lloyd voiced the lines), because it makes Viktor so human, so optimistic, and so kind, especially when you consider how he literally talked Jayce down from committing suicide. You can feel the passion and energy bubbling underneath his calm exterior, and the little details (like Viktor being ready to risk his own position to help Jayce by sneaking into Heimer's lab only to come up with the ridiculous but hilarious lie of "Oh silly me! I thought I was going into my bedroom but I was actually unlocking a restricted area using these oversized keys" when he gets caught red-handed) is so...perfect? Like you can easily imagine that, as a kid in Zaun, Viktor was likely just as mischievous and willing to get into hijinks as Ekko or Powder. XDD
And OH MY GOD CAN WE TALK ABOUT "TIME TO CRANK IT"??? Again, Harry Lloyd's soft-spoken delivery and gentle accent for Viktor is so perfectly executed for the joke. So the setup in ep 3 is this: when they're working on the hextech research, Jayce exclaims that they'll need to "crank it" (referring to the stabiliser machine, I believe), and Viktor, caught off-guard in his thoughts, says, "Yes, yes, we need to...cRANK it," and what's so perfect about this scene is the awkwardness that Viktor gives to the word. Like, it comes across as Jayce using "slang" or very casual language in his excitement that Viktor finds really amusing and charmingly unexpected, so Viktor tries to emulate the way Jayce says "crank it," but he has a tiny voice crack when he says the phrase (as he's holding in his laugh) that makes the scene so adorable. And then later, the payoff is that right before they test the stabiliser, when Jayce is nervous and stone-faced, Viktor lightens the mood by saying "Time to cRANK it", with his emphasis on awkward syllables, but he says this with, again, that delightful humor and mischief in his eyes. It's such a wonderful and cute scene, and it really captures how Viktor and Jayce are bouncing ideas and emotions off of each other as Science Boyfriends and how Viktor is VERY empathetic, in-tune with social cues and sensitive to other people's feelings (at this point Viktor is so supportive and encouraging of Jayce, and I think that's really important given how Viktor himself may have been at Jayce's low point before he went to Piltover because of his own difficult circumstances).
Anyways, this is to say that once these two have the worst breakup ever according to lore and Viktor falls into a deep depression without any help from Jayce I will look back at these early interactions and cry my eyes out for the hurt that Viktor, a rational but charming innovator who saved a man's life by believing in him when no one else would, will ultimately experience.
Edit: The way Viktor acts and carries himself ISN'T reflective of a man detached from himself and humanity, or a man broken by poverty or his disability. His playfulness, his joy - this is someone filled with happiness, youth, silliness, curiosity, and most importantly, a belief in and love for the world.
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Ekko - Arcane Headers
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Come At Me
You and Ekko decide to spar when things get a little out of hand….
Ekko x reader
“Come at me little man.” You coo, using Ekko’s childhood nickname to annoy him.
It works. You watch his dark eyes narrow into a pointed glare as he brings his fists up in front of his face. His fighting stance mimics the one Vi had taught you both, all those years ago.
“Careful (Y/n),” Ekko teases you back, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, “or you’re gonna have your ass handed to you.”
In one smooth movement, Ekko launched himself at you. You watch as his right fist flies towards your face. With ease you block his right hook, grabbing ahold of his arm and twisting it.
Ekko let’s out a pained grunt but doesn’t stop his attack, and instead knees you harshly in the stomach. A ragged cough leaves your lips as you lurch over, pain soaring through your stomach.
“Is that how you want to play then ?” You spit, moving an arm around your sore stomach., to cradle the bruise that was forming. You’d be a mess of purple and blue bruises tomorrow.
Ekko doesn’t even have time to respond before you’re swinging your left leg into his side. The impact of it leaves him breathless, and you take the opportunity to drive your fist into his face. A loud crunch echoes through the room. He stumbles backwards, hands flying to his nose which is definitely broken. Blood gushes from it and drips onto his hands.
“Fuck (Y/n).” He curses, sending you a nasty glare as he nurses his broken nose.
You drop your fighting stance the moment you saw the red liquid drip down his face. Guilt floods you and you drop your guard, rushing to his side.
“Shit Ekko Im so sorry.” You fuss over him, trying to move his hand from his nose so you can take a look at the damage.
A confused look spreads across your face when you see a smirk forming on his bloodied lips.
“Time for some payback.” He snickers and before you realise what’s happening, he’s grabbed your right arm and leg.
With a strained grunt the man manages to flip you over and onto your back with one single movement. Your back collides with the earth underneath you, and your breath gets caught in the back of your throat.
Pain sears through your spine and up your neck. For a moment all you see are stars clouding your vision of Ekko who’s dropped down on top of you. He’s got you pinned underneath him and you cough under his weight on top of your chest. You weakly move both arms to try and shove him off of you, pushing at his forearms which are by either side of your head. He doesn’t budge an inch.
He’s bigger than you now. Once you’d been taller than him and had teased him for his shorter stature. That cute little kid from Benzo’s shop was now a man, a leader, your leader. When Vi had disappeared and Vander died Ekko had been the one to step up. He’d pulled you out of that dark time, helped make you into the warrior that you are today. He’d saved you. When you needed a place to live he found one. When you needed a home he made one. When you were shaking, so caught up in your panic attack that you couldn’t breathe, he cradled you until you collapsed, exhausted, in his arms.
Ekko had made a whole world for you.
You could feel the thick muscle under his skin when you reached out to grab his forearms, trying without success to shove him off of you.
“Fuck you Ekko that hurt.” You grumbled at him, “and you played dirty.”
Ekko just laughed at your actions. “I thought you liked it dirty (Y/n).” His smile turns into a Cheshire Cat grin as he teases you, watching smashed as your cheeks turn pink, a hot blush coating them.
You can’t control the way your face turns red nor the way you become lost for words. All you can do is stare up at the man on top of you in awe. His hairs grown out now. It suits him more this way. A few white locks have fallen out of place and you reach up to push them behind his ear.
Ekko gulps, deep brown eyes widening as your hand hovers dangerously close next to his face. He’s so tempted to lean down and press his lips to yours, to finally know how your lips feel, how you taste. But he’s getting carried away. He needs to keep his cool. He won’t lose the only family he has left just because of his personal feelings. You’re too important to risk it.
Instead he just stammers out “What…what are you doing ?” barely able to get the words out.
You glance from his hair to his eyes, and the two of you stare at each other. There’s blood drying along Ekko’s lips and a dark purple bruise forming on your cheek, but neither of you care. A gentle loving smile breaks out onto your face, and in that moment Ekko swears he’s never seen something so beautiful.
“When Vi, Powder, Claggor, Mylo and Vander died I thought my world had ended. I didn’t see a future for me without them. But you. You pulled me up, you showed me there was still a place for me in this world. You gave me a reason to live Ekko. We had nothing and now, because of you, we have the Firelights. We have a place to call home,” you pause your speech to finally move the hand that had been playing with his hair, to gently graze his cheek, “Because of you there’s hope.”
Your words echo through his mind, and Ekko feels his heart clench and stomach flip. His hand’s almost shaking when he brings it to yours, the one resting on his face. His pupils are so blown his eyes look onyx as he gazes down at you, and your fingers interlock.
“Id build a whole world for you (Y/n).” His words warm your whole body, settling like fire in your tummy.
You don’t say anything else, there’s only silence as you bring Ekko down to meet your lips. The two of you smile through your kiss, bloodied and bruised but happy.
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So you want to fandom Arcane
So you stumbled into Arcane, because it was on netflix or because you saw all the pretty gifsets and now you want more.
Bad news, there is only 3 more episodes, dropping one week from now. There likely will be a second season but:
animated series of this quality take a long time to make
it’s not completely sure if there is a second season, that it will be about the same set of characters and be in the same setting (a lot of fans of the games hope that they will explore the other locations and continents of the game in other series
However, if you want more, these are the things that exist:
There is a selection of animated shot clips, sometimes music videos showcasing the characters, sometimes quite lavishly produces:
All League of Legends Cinematics
Some standouts that are related to Arcane are:
Awaken (feat Vi and Cait)
True Genius (feat Jinx, Heimderdinger, Ekko)
There are the bio pages of the characters that used to be the main source of lore in the past.
Caitlyn - The Sheriff of Piltover: She recently partnered with a new recruit from Zaun, the brash and reckless Vi. How such an unlikely pairing came about—and been proven so effective—is the subject of wild rumor and tavern speculation among their fellow Wardens, as well as those they haul away to jail.
Vi - The Piltover Enforcer: No one yet knows the exact reason why or how Vi came to be working alongside Caitlyn—but given the anarchic nature of the crime wave now sweeping Piltover, speculation runs rife that it might involve a certain blue-haired hellion from Zaun…
Jinx - The Loose Cannon: Jinx’s bombastic spree seemed endless, with the wardens’ attempts to catch the culprit thwarted at every turn. She began tagging her works of destruction with vivid graffiti, and other taunting messages directed at the city sheriff’s newest ally in the fight against crime, Enforcer Vi.
Ekko - The Boy Who Shattered Time: Ekko’s time-bending antics have made him a person of interest to some of Zaun and Piltover’s most inventive, most powerful, and most dangerous individuals. But his only interest is in his friends, his family, and his city. He dreams of the day when his hometown rises up to dwarf the so-called City of Progress, when Piltover’s golden veneer will be overshadowed by the towering ingenuity and relentless spunk of a Zaun born not from generations of privilege, but from sheer daring.
Jayce - The Defender of Tomorrow: Viktor expanded Jayce’s intellectual horizons and challenged many of his assumptions. While Jayce sought to improve humanity via versatile technology, Viktor sought to solve problems inherent to humanity itself, such as physical decay or illogical prejudices.
Viktor - The Machine Herald: Alone in the depths, Viktor sank into a deep depression, enduring a traumatic period of introspection for many weeks. He wrestled with the ethical dilemma he now faced, finding that, once again, human emotion and weakness had stood in his way. He had been trying to help, to enhance people beyond their natural capabilities to avoid error and save lives.
Singed - The Mad Chemist: He has already mastered the destruction of flesh, and thus now has turned to the preservation and transformation of it… and perhaps even the possibility that life need not end with an inescapable death.
Warwick - The Unaged Wrath of Zaunt: Warwick struggled to recall a single memory from his past... All he could see was blood. But then he heard a little girl screaming. Screaming something he couldn’t understand. It sounded like a name.
Heimerdinger - The Revered Inventor: A brilliant yet eccentric yordle scientist, Professor Cecil B. Heimerdinger is lauded as one of the most innovative minds and esteemed inventors Piltover has ever seen. Relentless in his work to the point of neurotic obsession, he is fascinated by mysteries that have confounded his contemporaries for decades, and thrives on answering the universe’s most impenetrable questions.
There are also a variety of short stories that illustrate the stories and personalities of the characters. You can find them attached to the bio pages.
Another source are the little voice clips that play when the characters come across each other in any of the games. You can find them here separated by character or here for the card game.
There is a variety of the lore channels that even before Arcane were dedicated to trying to sum up the lore for people who play the games
The Politics of League of Legends (Piltover&Zaun, Shurima)
What’s The Deal With “C”
The Love Couples of League of Legends
Thrill Of The Chase
What’s the Deal With Jinx
Engineering The Nightmare
Why the shipping between Cait and Vi
There is a card game set in the same universe called Legends of Runeterra that freshly introduced has mode where you play against the AI. (note that in this Jinx can only get a happy reunion with Vi if she does not mistread Caitlyn)
There are comic books, however, they are genearlly not set in Piltover and Zaun
Ashe: Warmother (Journey of a Viking inspired archer and tribe leader)
Zed (Ninja/Asian inspired investigation)
Lux (medieval inspired setting, girl with magical powers in a society that hates and suppresses margic, torn between her family and a pro-mage rebellion)
More comics, including oneshots, including one of Jinx
IMO , if Arcane is very successful, I think this is the highest chance (other than the short stories) where new material might come from in the near future.
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BLUE AND PURPLE
(not proofread. this isn't a part of the multiverse!)
When Ekko said he had a surprise, you expected a new board to fly, a new paint for your gear or official combat boots since you went back to training with him for almost 2 years and you still haven't got them back.When Ekko said he had a surprise, you expected a new board to fly, a new paint for your gear or official combat boots since you went back to training with him for almost 2 years and you still haven't got them back.
A part of you knows it can be anything but the last alternative since in his eyes you are seen as a talented, fragile and helpless artist (which you doubt since whenever you train with him, it takes longer to fall than the others. others).
Something like you being "more useful within the community than taking risks out of here" or how he doesn't want you to meet the same fate that his old best friend has been part of the repeated speech you've heard for nearly 5 years, ever since last incident. At first it broke your heart for him to disregard Powder as your best friend too, but after helping him so much on nights where the bad memories spoke louder than the good ones and he begged you in tears to be safe, you got used to the the idea of being silent and expressing her grief through art, just to make comfortable the only constant in her life.
Having grown up orphaned in Zaun, you grew up on the streets and consequently learned how to fall, run and steal, but you never needed to use the last knowledge because since the "Little Man" saved you and gave you the title of sister, nothing was lacking. you. You shared a small mattress with him in the basement of Benzo's bar, and like a normal child, you discovered your appreciation for art. Something that did not go unnoticed by Ekko, who decorated the space with your paintings, as, according to him, they "gave a feeling of home". Sometimes he painted too and you soon realized that the moments he allowed himself to be a child were rare for him.
Every month, Ekko would give you a box with pencils and new drawing canvases and every year, on the same date, he would renew your paints and brushes, these materials had the Piltover symbol and you're sure these petty thefts were the way Your way of telling yourself that even hiding in Benzo's basement and without any prediction of the future, you were safe.
You repaid gifts by gathering supplies Benzo didn't use at the bar to make nice dinners once a week. At first, the food burned, but over time (and the unlikely help of Benzo), you gained experience and some burn marks. After a month, Ekko started to invite Vander's protégés to visit the two of you, and you started to see the old colors take on new meanings.
Pink, Red, Yellow, Brown, Blue, Black, and Purple were familiar colors, but Vi's pink hair was a different shade, something bold and fluffy that contrasted with the dark red that marred her wrist bandages. Red was a vivid, fierce, mysterious and sometimes deadly color, but pink is the color of love, softness and fragility. Something akin to what went through her eyes when you volunteered to tend to her wounds.
Sometimes your thoughts wandered about the pains that crossed her path and how strong she had to be to take it all.
The Brown of Mylo's pants and the Yellow of Claggor's coat were magical, they always seemed to be very clean, even though the smell was unbearable and also made them stylish, regardless of the occasion.
It was known that they had a difficult childhood, but you found it amazing how Mylo could always make some kind of joke, however cruel, and Claggor was too quick thinking for his age.
However, what became permanent on your canvases was the Blue hair of the youngest of the group, Powder. Her blue wasn't just plain blue, it wasn't the blue of Claggor's coat or the blue of Piltover's sky, it was something deep and mysterious that somehow filled you with peace and tranquility, everything the girl also seemed to seek. . She was a little taller than you, but it was unnoticeable as her blue eyes were almost always on the floor. This bothered you and you always tried to make her smile, whether telling jokes that Ekko had taught you, or inviting her to make a painting or look for something.
The black you used before to draw dark places or as a metaphor for what your life was like before Ekko, has become a symbol of hope. The reminder that although the past is dark like a dark canvas, someone can come and present you with new colors. He did it for you and you decided to do the same to the girl with hair the color of the night sky.
After a few dinners, which were sometimes at The Last Drop, you noticed that Powder felt out of place in the group and decided to move into isolated conversations with her. While the group delved into stories of robberies, you invited her to have blackberry juice at the counter, away from the table. Sometimes Benzo had secret business with Ekko and you had to stay out of it, these moments of solitude were rare, but the fear of abandonment knocked on the door whenever one of them entered the room after talking. The idea of being discarded and going back to the streets made you panic some nights and that fear you didn't wish on anyone, not even Powder.
In one of those conversations at the counter, she claimed that Purple, not black, was your current color because she assimilated magic and safe haven, things she saw in you. You also knew it was a mix of Blue and Red, and you were happy to have earned the girl's and your sister's trust.
One fine day, after a successful robbery by one of Benzo's henchmen, you managed to grab some threads of various colors and two pendants of pure gold while the men were distracted. The yarn material was good, like all Piltover stuff, and you spent the night braiding matching bracelets for each of your friends and a special one for you and powder.
Ekko received a bracelet that mixed the colors Black and White, symbolizing the two of you and your path illuminated by him. He was your personal light and you remember how he hid his tears when you gave them to him.
Vi received a bracelet that blended Red, Pink, Blue, Yellow, Blue, Brown, White and Black yarns to remind her that she would always have a family, no matter where she was. All of you would be with her, even if she wasn't with you.
Claggor and Mylo received matching bracelets as they were a great pair within their own group. The two knew how to open everything, whether exits or locks. You admired them for it.
Joining two strands, Purple and Blue, you braided two bracelets thicker than the others and with a finishing touch, put on the cloud-shaped gold pendants and handed one to Powder. You explained that regardless of the situation, her paths were forever connected and that she could always count on you. You would never leave her, she promised the same and said she would never take the bracelet off.
.You handed over the bracelets on the last night you all would have together, but you didn't know that yet.
Everything went so fast
Within a week you were celebrating at The Last Drop with the most important people in your life.
In the second week, an unsuccessful robbery caused your group of friends not to attend your dinner
.One day Vi arrived early and asked you to visit Powder, but she didn't go into detail. You gathered a few things and left the house, but you couldn't talk to the blue-haired girl for more than a few minutes. Just enough to deliver a painting you had made based on your bracelets. The frame had stylized blue clouds and shades of purple around it. She was holding a toy looking very sad but didn't want to talk about what had happened.
After a few minutes of sitting silently on the bed, Claggor and Mylo arrived and started discussing matters you didn't pay attention to. Your mind wandered far about how to help your best friend and she lay on your lap in silence, playing with her bracelet pendant while you stroked her hair. Before you could say anything, Vi walked through the door nervously and Powder ran to her.
When the pink haired girl saw you, she gave a tight smile and told you to look for Ekko. You didn't argue, wished you good luck and said until next time
It was the last time you saw them.
You made your way home and before you arrived you noticed a compulsively crying Ekko curled up in a ball on the floor, leaning against a wall. You hugged him and he tearfully explained what had happened. Benzo was dead, Vander kidnapped. Now it was just you and the gang. He said that everything would be fine while you cried and he promised that he would take care of you, as he had done all this time.
You went back to the bedroom and he hugged you until you fell asleep. Tomorrow would be a new day. You would have to be strong.
In the morning, Ekko delivered the worst news you've ever received. Claggor, Mylo and Vander were dead, Vi and Powder missing. Your world fell apart and you cried as you arranged things to escape Silco's new control. Be sure to steal all cash from the cashier and take any items that may have some value before setting the bar on fire.
Some friends of Vander and Benzo welcomed you and you noticed that something changed inside Ekko, he acted like an adult, strong and determined. He had a single goal: to destroy anything related to Silco.
Something has changed within you too.
Looking at the pendant in your pulse made you hate Silco, he had stolen everything it took you to build. Thanks to him, Powder and Vi were gone and could be alone and scared somewhere.
After finding a safe haven along with other survivors of the threat that Silco posed, you survived small raids on goods from the man who was once Vander's brother and built your community little by little.
You never gave up on finding them
However, as you guys grew up, Ekko stopped you from going on missions where Silco's main henchmen would be. You tried to rebel and told him you didn't care, but after going on a group mission, against his will, you got hit from behind with a bullet in the thigh. It was supposed to be an easy mission, stealing a simple lot, but you fell and before you could turn around to react and see who your attacker was, Ekko asked to get you out of there.
You only remember hearing a laugh, but it could be your trick.
Upon waking up, Ekko said that you would no longer go on missions and that the man who shot you was dead and that he found a bracelet. A bracelet exactly like his, the bracelet you had given Powder that night. He told you the man had killed powder and stolen the bracelet.
You cried for hours that day
You cried every day that week
You hadn't been able to say goodbye properly.
A month later you went back to painting abstract shapes and in 3 months, together with Ekko, you drew a mural in the community with the image of the big family you once had.
You got the news that Vi was alive and decided you were going to make a good place so that when she returned, she would have access to a community away from her sister's killer.
You became responsible for managing the expenses and maintenance of the community and teaching art in your spare time so that the children had an outlet for their feelings.
Art was the outlet for your feelings.
Your gallery was full of paintings of how your life was once and in almost all of them the blue remained.
blue, pink, red, brown, yellow
You signed with the purple ink that was once your trademark for Powder.
You didn't draw clouds anymore, but you still wore the bracelet as a reminder of the future that was taken from you.
Ekko didn't talk about how the city was, only that Silco had a new partner named Jinx.
Ekko knocks on your door softly and takes you out of the reverie you were in, the surprise is waiting for you downstairs.
You get up from your chair, put the brush in place, and follow. All the way, you try to read in his eyes what the surprise is, but he avoids your gaze and seems tense.
It's a new Hoverboard, you go back to work
When you reach the base, near where the painting is, you see pink hair glistening in the sun. The figure turns toward you with a crooked, almost goofy smile, and you feel your heart stop when it meets the green eyes.
She comes towards you quickly and Ekko holds your shoulders for support.
Arms encircle you tightly and tears cascade from your eyes. She is crying too, but
you can't care less about the tears wetting your shirt
Vi is here, she is real. She is alive.
"Vi? Is it really you?" — your voice is shaky, but she hears you
"Yes, my dear, it's me." — she is still sweet, although older
"What happened? How were you arrested? I thought Silco had killed you too" — you say, touching her face. she is real
"What do you mean 'too'?"—her thumb saves an errant tear from your cheek
"I'm sorry, you didn't know what happened to Pow Pow?" You look sadly into her eyes and touch her arm. She still wears the bracelet. It warms your heart.
Ekko gestures behind you, but Vi doesn't seem to understand. You turn around and notice he's looking away.
He is nervous.
"But Powder isn't dead. I was with her just a little while ago" — Vi says aloud, frowning, looking between you and Ekko
You look at Ekko who takes a deep breath
"YOU SAID THE POWDER WAS DEAD" — You say very aloud, holding Vi's hand, who looks at him in surprise
Ekko looks at you and Vi and as if taking off a bandage says
"Our Powder is dead, her name is Jinx now"
I wrote this at dawn after a dream I had. This is a mini series that will have 2 or 3 chapters, I'll try to post them before the beginning of the multiverse saga, but I don't guarantee anything. Hope you like it. I love you, stay safe and drink a lot of water!!!
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Everything I’m obsessing about with Vi and Caitlyn’s scenes in the last 3 episodes of season 1:
(BIG SPOILERS AHEAD)
The way Caitlyn is head over heals for Vi and how Vi teases her about it - “My hero.”
Vi pushing Ekko away from Caitlyn when they're arguing
Vi looking up from hugging Ekko to look at Caitlyn, knowing she has to say goodbye to her next (and hating it)
Caitlyn throwing herself at Vi's arms.
THE HUG. It was soo looong!! = Vi hugging Caitlyn tight and Caitlyn hugging back tighter.
“It's been real, cupcake.”
Vi touching Caitlyn's cheek and chin before parting ways
The way Vi turns when she hears a gunshot at the bridge and goes running back for Caitlyn.
Vi pushing Caitlyn away from the bridge to save her from the bullets
Caitlyn and Vi getting caught sneaking into Caitlyn’s house (the look on both of them of utter gay panic)
Caitlyn caressing Vi’s face (SO SOFT IT KILLS ME)
Vi holding onto Caitlyn’s hand after the touch (EVEN SOFTER)
Vi's touch of Caitlyn's hand during the council conversation
Caitlyn chasing Vi in the rain
“What about us?” =Caitlyn recognizing that there is something between them and not wanting to throw it away (AAHHHHHH!!)
Vi not being able to look at Caitlyn in the face when she tells her they’re oil and water
“You’re just saying that” = Caitlyn calling bullshit
Caitlyn replaying the scene over and over in her head, regretting the goodbye and sulking about it in the shower, being angry at herself for not stopping it and angry at Vi for just leaving like that (the gayness of it all).
The terror and panic on Vi's face when she thinks Jinx is serving Caitlyn's head up on a platter (she's basically hyperventilating ya'll)
The flash of Caitlyn's face of how Vi remembers her
The look on Vi's face when she actually sees Caitlyn tied up
Vi not even holding the gun when Jinx gives it to her and makes her choose between her and Caitlyn = "I can't".
Vi panicking again when Caitlyn's life is at risk (Jinx pointing a gun at Caitlyn's head) and offering to leave to run away to keep Caitlyn safe (and Powder too, I know, but this is a Vicait post!)
"No, please," = Vi begging Jinx not to hurt Caitlyn although Caitlyn's the one with the bigger gun. As if she knows Caitlyn might not hurt Jinx but Jinx might hurt her
Caitlyn stopping the shooting when Vi asks her to and not being able to shoot Jinx because of the same reason
Vi helping Caitlyn walk (TWICE this has happened)
BUT THE THING I'M OBSESSING OVER MOST IS THAT IT'S A SLOW BUUURNNNN!!!!!
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Yo what if Jinx calls Ekko "the boy savior" because he tried to rescue her from Silco? Possibly on multiple occasions?
He was probably so relived after he found out that she's alive so he tried to talk to her or/and rescue her from Silco thinking he was holding her hostage. Imagine his surprise when she refused. So he tried it a few more times but when she made it clear that she isn't going with him (by killing a few firefights) he gave up.
So after all this time, when meeting on the bridge she mocks him for trying to save her and actually saving others.?
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— trip down memory lane
pairing: vi x gender neutral, firelight reader
genre: comfort, fluff
warning: uhh vi’s getting stitches from the reader??
song recommendation: yume ustutsu - lamp
she’s finally seeing her childhood sweetheart after so long, will they still feel the same?
she didn’t expect to see you as ekko guided her around his sanctuary of some sort, she thought you died when the monkey bomb went off, you’re alive and you look amazing, vi thought to herself. after all these years she finally got to see you; you matured, very well might she add. your face was fuller, hair was shorter and you were taller. he walked her into the room you’re in, he quickly spoke to you before leaving the room but honestly vi didn’t catch a single thing he said, she was speechless.
it took her a moment to come to her senses before she realized this was real, not another figment of her imagination; she was actually seeing you again. she felt your arms quickly engulf her followed by your warm tears tickling the side of her neck.
oh how she missed this feeling of comfort, how she missed being near you. she was quick to wrap her arms around you, pulling you even closer. she felt tears welled up in her own eyes, they slowly trickled down her cheek, onto your jacket. she quickly pulled away to look at you again.
“god, i can’t believe you’re still alive,” you blubbered, as tears still streamed down your face. “and i can’t believe the first time i see you after so long you ended up needing stitches, who stabbed you?!”
“sevika.” she chuckled
“i’m not even surprised,” you laughed before embracing her once again. “what happened to you? you completely disappeared… what made you come back?” you question as you lightly pull away from the hug to examine her wound.
“some enforcer threw me in Stillwater, the night we went to save silco, i would’ve never left you guys, what happened to you?!” she explained as you gestured to her to sit down on the nearest makeshift medical bed.
“i honestly don’t remember, after the bomb went off i was in a coma for two weeks apparently, silco and them found me but i think powder kept me safe, then after a year ekko found me and took me in.” you replied.
“well, i’m happy your back and okayish” you laughed nervously, swiftly gathering materials and cleaning your hands and wet a cloth before you gently lifted the side of vi’s shirt to clean the blood off her, as you cleaned her up. your hands start to lightly shake as you bring up the needles and press it against her skin, pausing and looking up at her to make sure she’s ready, yet she’s already looking down at you, with a reassuring smile. you smiled back at her.
god you were gonna get ekko back for this, he knew your weakness for vi, or your weakness for strong women in general. from back then and to this day; she still made you nervous and flustered from just being in the room.
“did you take any medication for this?” your question
“honestly i don’t even know what was in it but it worked, caitlyn got it from some rando.”
“i’m not even going to ask where she got it, the fact she trusted someone down here is daring enough.” you laughed, her chuckle following yours
you pressed the needle, threw her skin, looking at her for signs of discomfort before continuing and sewing her back up and cutting the thread near the knot before lowering her shirt back down.
“you’re oddly quiet for a reunion.” vi jokes, slight hurt being evident in her voice. she placed her hands on the side of your face.
making you look up at her. “i missed you so much…” her voice got lower. the way your face melted into her hand felt so similar and natural. you were falling for her all over again just with her gaze. she even knew you had a soft spot for her, everyone did.
“i just never thought i’d see you again,” you explained. you were feeling so many emotions, more than you thought possible, sadness and confusion because of your past but relief, love and happiness because she’s back.
“well, i'm back and im not leaving you again.” she reassured, her thumb rubbed circles on the soft skin on your cheek. her eyes flickering between your lips and eyes before you felt her thumb press down on your lip. “you look so beautiful.” she whispered, the sound of her voice making your knees weak. she leaned in closer. “what are you gonna make the injured person do all the work?” she teased before pulling you in. “i missed you, angel face.”
“your back for like 5 seconds and you already are using the terrible pet names, it’s good to have you back babe.” you teased as you stood up from your seat, looking down at her before sliding your hand up to her cheeks. with vi looking back into your eyes with anticipation written all over her face , they were practically begging you to kiss her. you slowly lean in and just as your lips touch, you hear…ekko?
“what the fu-, vi comes back for like 5 minutes and you’re already fucking? this feels oddly familiar.” ekko jested as he walked into the room. reminding you of the times he caught you guys making out behind the last drop when you were teens. you tried hiding your relationship but managed to get caught almost every time you two would sneak out together.
“ekko, i swear to god, i didn’t even kiss her,” you replied pulling away with your hands up.
“yea, okay,” he sneered as you lowered your hands, turning you head to look at him “look, i just came to see how the stitches were doing and to remind you i got food but, it’s clear you’re fine so imma head out.” he clarified before making his exit.
you look back at vi, before you both start laughing lightly at ekko’s odd yet humorous interruption. as your laughter died down you were left with her pale eyes fixated on your e/c ones. it’s hilarious how it feels like she never even left, it reminds you of the times you spent in pain because you thought she had passed. how could 20 minutes with her erase all that pain was so undoing. your thoughts are interrupted by vi’s warm hands gently placing her hands on your waist.
“you know… i really missed your lips angel face,” she confessed, giving you a fake pout.
“aww you poor thing.” you teased leaning down to kiss her, her hand was swift to move to the side of your face, pulling you closer to deepen your once soft and innocent kiss; which quickly turned to a passion fueled kiss.
vi pulled away to breathe, glancing up at you before pulling you down on her lap, your arms quickly embracing the pink haired girl. she wrapped her arms around you tightly. after prison she hadn’t felt affection for a long time and forget about any type of warmth. for the first time in years (aside from her brief interaction with jinx) where she felt cared for and safe. she felt herself melting into your arms, already dreading the fact she’ll need to move eventually. she felt so happy, someone from her past that was still the same.
“vi, you’re squeezing me too tight.” you squeaked as she loosened her grip with a small chuckle followed by a sigh.
“hey angel cake, gimme another kiss,” she smiled flirtatiously before she pressed her lips to yours. this one way different, not rushed with desperation but alluring in the naive and docile way. your lips meshed together for what seemed like hours was really only a couple of minutes. vi’s hands lightly caressing your beck and face making your face feel flushed and as you pulled away you noticed the light red dusted on her cheeks.
you smirked to yourself before getting off vi and standing on your feet. “come on your heard ekko, foods ready.” vi stared at you for a second or two watching you as you quickly turned and walked towards the door, stopping before you leave; you look back at vi and smile. “come on, before the food gets cold.”
as you leave the room you quickly hear her feet shuffle again the wood making her way towards you.
“it’s like i didn’t even leave.” she sang
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