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lullabyes22-blog · 1 year

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Dating Silco - Headcanons - 🦈💕💀

So: you want to date a drug kingpin funding a guerilla army for a bloody revolution?

Sweet Janna. You dope. You chump. You dumb bi-

I mean, blessed fortunate choice.

TW: for sociopathy and narcissistic features. And drug use. And some uncomfortable realities of Silco being Silco, I guess? Mild NSFW but nothing wild.

General Silco Headcanons are here and here! 🦈

Also Sevika the Dragon Mom 🐉

Jinx the Batshit Baby Bombshell 💣

First off, don't expect to simply approach him and begin chatting it up. Our man is insulated by his crew when out in public. Or Sevika watches his back. Or Jinx skulks in the rafters. Either way, that's a fearsome barrier to break through.

You're welcome to try. Just don't expect to leave with your limbs intact.

However, if you catch his eye, it's impossible to remain oblivious. Largely because, instead of looking through you, he'll look right at you. Not in a sweet way. More as if he's sizing you up before going for the kill.

Man has a black-belt in the art of the eye-fuck, paired with a general aura of predatory stillness. *Jaws Theme plays*

His approach is slow, methodical, and chillingly effective. It also varies according to his target and what he perceives is their secret vanity. If you like flattery, expect the priciest drinks to be sent your way. Meals on the house; backstage passes to the Drop’s musicians; your requests forwarded to the DJ. The works. If you like directness, you'll be issued a polite invitation to his private booth for a one-on-one.

He's a patient bastard. The first meeting might simply be drinks and an intimate conversation. He's also a wicked opportunist. If things heat up, he's got no qualms sealing the transaction with a quickie right there in the VIP booth, with the crew standing outside the door. (And eavesdropping.)

He's a man of varied tastes. But certain qualities are sine qua non for him: 1) Be confident, 2) Be intelligent, 3) Be interesting. Or if you can't, then at least be mildly amusing.

The man is master of the scalpel-edged mot juste. If you can match him repartee for repartee, you've already initiated foreplay. Congratulations.

He doesn't have lovers. That implies predictability - and predictable men are vulnerable men. Instead there are categories for people he sleeps with. At the bottom are his 'Tarts on a Tea Tray.' Floozies, flunkies and flings. Higher up are his ‘Fleeting Fancies.’ Boys or girls he takes a shine to, for an hour or a week. Directly above that are his 'Assets.' Individuals worthy of serving Zaun's cause. He takes a personal interest in their welfare and grooms them to his satisfaction - businesswise and in the bedroom. Rarest of all is the elusive ‘Main Squeeze’ - someone he'll break bread and make plans with. Don't expect to reach that spot without making a huge sacrifice for Zaun.

He's not picky about physical appearances. He is, himself, unconventional-looking by Piltover standards. With that in mind, scars and imperfections won't bother him. On the contrary, if there is a story behind them, he'll respect them as part of your survivor's spirit.

He does, however, expect you to be well dressed. Especially in public. First impressions can make or break. If you're playing a role in his life (asset, arm-candy, amour), then he expects you to look the part. He also doesn't mind if you express yourself through fashion. Heck, he's encouraging of sartorial eccentricity. Just as long as you're courting the right attention, not looking like a clown. If there's one thing he won't abide by, it's tackiness.

Regardless of your status in the sexual totem pole, you will always remain secondary. Zaun is his be-all and end-all. And within Zaun's crux: Jinx. The sun rises and sets with his little one; she can do no wrong in his eyes.

A pity, because Jinx is possessive of her Papa. And will do you wrong every chance your paths cross.

Sevika is always his shadow. This might irritate you, or make you jealous. He also seems to trust her implicitly with day-to-day mundanities in a way that can come off as extremely 'old-marrieds.'

He’ll expect you to get over it. Sevika is the solid structure to Jinx's empowering spark. If you expect him to esteem you likewise, prove yourself by improving Zaun.

He respects independent thinkers, wild cards and innovators. If he sees promise in your work, he will finance it. Tools, information, equipment. Everything will be bought and paid for.

He's an excellent listener with a sharp mind for detail. Talk to him about your work. He'll show keen interest and pepper you with questions. Your success is his success - and Zaun's. The more determined you are, the higher his esteem for you. Be ambitious. Be clever. Be cutthroat.

But don't ever be disloyal. Otherwise he will bury you alive.

As Zaun's premier kingpin, he has access to all sorts of Shimmer-related drugs - medicinal and recreational. In a generous mood, he'll let you trip on Shimmer during a rave or during sex, or send medication to your family if they're in need. But if you end up hooked or even dependent on Shimmer, he will boot your ass to the curb. Nothing personal. Junkies are unreliable, business-wise. (Hypocrite.)

Assuming you're not the feisty enterprising type, yet manage to attract his notice (how??), it will help if you've got a touch of old-world class. You don't have to be moneyed - who in Zaun is? But poise and a dash of cool impertinence will appeal to that scruffy, down-on-his-luck sump-rat in his subconscious. Think the Yamato Nadeshiko-type trope - with a razor intellect and a spine of fucking steel. It will challenge his ego. And he enjoys a good challenge.

Has a secret weakness for home-cooked meals. You don't have to be a domestic whiz or a five-star chef. But if you whip up something for him (after proof it's not poisoned), he will be charmed by the gesture. If he begins making requests for certain dishes, you have the man wrapped around your figurative little finger.

He's got a high libido and a fiendishly creative mind that strays far from the conventional. BDSM is a given. So is voyeurism and exhibitionism. He’s also very easily bored. Expect to switch up your sexual repertoire if you plan to keep up with him.

He's a busy man with a sprawling operation, and a hundred people to run. He’s also a control freak. Your sex life will be unpredictable - and dictated on his terms. Out of nowhere he might summon you to his office for a quickie, or cancel plans at the last minute. Sometimes you'll have sex four or five times a week. Other times it will be a nonstop orgy, leaving you dazed and bowlegged afterward.

This isn’t by accident. His raison d'etre - Zaun - is an island of focus. But in all other dimensions of his life, he sows chaos and instability - a twister designed to keep everyone but himself on tenterhooks.

He’s not big on kissing. A bit too personal - and he’s got that lidless eye to worry about. If you enjoy makeout sessions, you may need to pluck up the courage and introduce the activity slowly, not unlike a food the other party finds ‘meh’ to mildly revolting.

He also bites. A lot. Hard.

Water is his natural element. Suggest sex in a bathtub. Or by a river. Or somewhere you can hear the sea surf. You’ll definitely be treated to a softer - if not necessarily romantic - side of him.

He’s not easily roused to petty jealousy. But he is possessive. He enjoys conquest over a partner others lust after; it’s proof of his prowess. But if someone gets untoward with you, or roughs you up... Kindred help them. Nobody touches what’s his.

If he breaks the relationship off, it will seem sudden. But if you compare notes with others he’s broken it off with you’ll notice a pattern: a sharp drop in sex, physical absence and cruel detachment - then the kiss-off.

If you do manage a clean break, and he's still fond of you, he'll write you a big fat severance check, get you solid job references or maybe buy you a nice upscale apartment. A wild ending for a wild beginning.

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kissettka · 1 year

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sometimes these two look so much alike

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oceansssblue · 3 months

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lynmbo · 2 years

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I’m tired of it 😤

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ughthisisntright · 10 months

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Puzzles & Pieces | Silco x Reader | Part 1

Summary: You sniff a little closer to Silco than you'd previously been. An unexpected visitor offers you more.

Warnings: None, general Arcane warnings.

Word Count: 1,976

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Normally rain would deter people from going out. It seemed that the potential for scoring some shimmer at the clubs was enough to drag the people from their homes and hovels just long enough to patronize The Last Drop for the night. As the sounds of people talking and music getting louder drowned out the rain, you still felt the thick tension between you and the man you worked for. It had been hours since the last time either of you had spoken,not even a grumble or a sigh coming from the older man behind the desk. It would be concerning if you didn’t know Silco so well, or at least you thought. He was a man of few words when it was just the two of you. He chose the least amount of words possible as much as he could.

You worked silently at your quaint desk. Your job title could be considered secretary, but you do a lot of the heavy lifting when it comes to the finances of Silco’s manufacturing plants. You were no slouch when it came to numbers. Despite what you may have told yourself when you were younger, the academy Topside was the place where you found your calling. Fortunately, for you, this meant you were more employable than the average trencher. You actually had a degree. And so, there you landed, the Eye of Zaun’s bookkeeper and secretary. The work had been steady for the last few years as Silco’s beloved “empire” began to swell with cash, followers, and most importantly: Shimmer.

Oh, how you loathed that substance. You thought the entire thing was madness - getting people high to get power. You thought it was the most backwards approach in the world. And yet here he was, untouchable, and on top of the world. You needed the money, and this was the best gig in town. Your resume alone was enough to convince the man, though you were confident in that even before you got the job. Still. Working around and with Shimmer was something that had your stomach uneasy most days.

You were woefully interrupted by the clearing of Silco’s throat, your head snapping up to look at your boss. You closed your ledger and looked at him inquisitively.

“Yes, Silco?”

“I need a break,” His voice was monotonous and dead. He was sitting back in his chair, head leaned against the beautifully upholstered furniture and his one good eye was cast on you.

You knew what a “break” was. You stood up and walked quickly over to the liquor cabinet he kept in his office for moments such as these. You pulled out his favorite whiskey and a rocks glass. Carefully, you picked one cube of ice from the ice bucket that sat on top of the cabinet and plunked it into the glass with a light plink! The sound cut through the tension in the room instantly. The intimidating man before you seemed to soften just at the prospect of having a whiskey.

You carefully poured the whiskey over the ice, watching the way it melted slowly under the liquor. Quietly, you put the bottle down on the wooden surface of the liquor cabinet. You walked over to Silco with the glass in your hand and a napkin in the other to catch the condensation. You set the napkin down first and couldn’t shake the feeling that his eyes were on you the entire time. You set the glass down and moved away to clean up the cabinet. A soft sigh resonated behind you, indicating he’d taken his first sip and deemed it acceptable. It was the usual routine. But the only thing that was off this time was the words that left his lips while you were cleaning up.

“Do you always have that look about you?” His voice sounded from behind you. Turning, you quirked a brow up at him.

“What look is that, sir?”

He smirked and took another sip from his whiskey, letting the question linger in the air like the stale scent of rain after a thunderstorm.

“Like you’re studying me,” he said simply. “I’ve noticed it for quite a while. You always have a… thoughtful distance in your eyes.”

“Perhaps that makes me a good secretary,” you gave him a humble shrug and walked back to your desk.

“I don’t appreciate being studied like some test subject,” he punctuated the words with what could only be described as poisonous disdain for your activities. “If you’re such a curious soul perhaps your efforts are wasted as my secretary. So, if you insist on collecting data about me, I’d suggest you do it from another position.”

He leaned forward, elbows planted on his desk as you slowly dragged your gaze up to meet his.

“Is that understood?”

A meek nod from you earned a disapproving tch to leave his mouth as he leaned back. He brought the glass to his lips and closed his eyes, savoring the flavor. You, however, did not back down from the challenge. You watched the way his face changed as he registered the different flavor notes of the whiskey on his tongue. The subtle twitch of his eyebrow when he swallowed and the burn of the alcohol coated his throat. The relief that washed over him as it settled in his stomach. It told you everything you needed to know, as far as his drinking habits go. With a smirk, you looked back down at your work before he could catch you staring.

He appreciated the finer things, but he couldn’t tell the difference between expensive and cheap whiskey.

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Silco finished his whiskey silently and the day went on. Every so often you found yourself observing him. Your work had more or less been completed for the day. You were organizing things for the next day so your work would go a little smoother. You turned the events of the day over in your head. He’d noticed your little side project without you even having to mention anything. Could he read people as well as you?

You were torn from your thoughts for just a moment when you heard Silco standing from his chair. You turned your head to look at him and he had paused by the window behind him, gazing out and letting out a sigh.

“This rain,” he started. “The lanes have been through enough, don’t you think?”

You stood and walked slowly over to him and stood at his left, staring out the window at the dark clouds and puddles on the ground outside of the Last Drop. You shook your head and sighed along with him.

“It’s enough we’re under the boot of Piltover’s ‘finest,’” you started. “The rain is simply just another way we’re mocked.”

Silco hummed in response, turning his head so he could see you. You turned your head after a moment, feeling his gaze, looking up into the one teal eye he had. His eyes raked over your face while you simply stood there. Was he sizing you up? Trying to show you how it feels to be observed the way you observed him? Whatever his motive, you quite honestly didn’t care. You weren’t sure why but you didn’t mind this at all.

He tilted his head and smirked slightly, letting out a soft chuckle. His eyes never left yours, though. He stood staring down at you like some museum exhibit. He leaned in a little closer to you, brows furrowing but his expression had softened just the tiniest bit. Had you not known the subtlety of his expressions, you would have missed it. His hand came to rest on your bicep as he moved just the tiniest bit closer to you. Your lips parted slightly, about to say something about the way he was staring, but a knock at the door jolted you both out of this pissing contest you’d found yourselves in.

“Come in,” Silco called in an emotionless tone. Sevika strode into the room, unaware of just what was happening.

Silco turned to you but you had already made your way to your desk to grab your notebook. You looked back up at him, gave a nod of understanding, and left the room so they could have their meeting.

As the door closed behind you, your mind whirled. What in the Gods' names was that? Had you been studying the wrong parts of him? Busying yourself too much with the mundane that you forgot he is, in fact, a human? The scientist in you was kicking you for forgetting the most important rule of study: Never forget the soul of the one you study.

And you’d done just that. You’d let yourself get carried away pickaxeing away at Silco’s psyche that you forgot he has a real, beating heart in there. You wondered what it would be like to see him wear it on his sleeve. You wondered if he’d ever done that. You wondered what it would be like to be loved by someone like him.

Realistically, the person he would become romantically involved with should be someone who understands his business and the cause the business supports. They should understand the demanding schedule he’s on, the dedication he has to the cause. They should be able to forgive the sins of his business practices, look the other way when they have to, but be able to give him the business when needed. Someone who stands up for what they believe in but doesn’t step on his toes. And above all else, they should be able to see themselves at the top right next to him. They should believe in Zaun just as much as he does.

You didn’t realize how much Silco is probably drowning in his loneliness despite being at the top of the game, as far as Chembarons go. Everyone, everything is a liability to him. Another sack of coins as far as his concerns went. The only person you’d ever seen Silco get worked up about was Jinx. And even then you weren’t too sure how deep that relationship went. As far as you knew, it was a symbiotic relationship at best.

You were once again pulled from your thoughts when the young girl in question appeared in front of you out of nowhere.

“Hey!” Her voice was chipper, and her goggles were covered in a vibrant paint. She must have been working. “What are you doing out here? Doesn’t he need you in there?” She jammed her thumb in the direction of Silco’s office, a brow raised and a small pout on her face. You only smiled and shook your head.

“I’m the secretary, Jinx,” you said with a small laugh. “I don’t think he wants me knowing about every illegal bidding of his. Plausible deniability.” She scoffed off the comment and shook her head.

“You already know! Doesn’t he realize that?”

“I don’t think it matters,” you said softly. There was then a small silence between you two, something that usually never happened. You took this as an opportunity to gather more evidence from a reliable source. “Jinx?”

Her head snapped back in your direction, eyes wide with anticipation and excitement.

“Can you tell me more about him? Silco, I mean,” you gave her a smile, one that showed her you meant no harm. Because you really didn’t, it was just such a curious thing working around someone and hardly even knowing them. A large grin crossed her face as she nodded eagerly. She grabbed your hand and dragged you down the stairs. Any chance of going back into that office and finishing what you two had started completely flew out the window once your feet started down those steps. Then, Jinx called to you over her shoulder.

“I’ll tell you anything you want to know!”

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beef-bakery · 2 years

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Modern au silco (and jinx) headcanons

Silco sends 👍 in response to everything Jinx texts him

But when he needs to send a message, he structures it like an email

Jinx, after school please go to the store and get some milk. Sincerely, Dad

Will never let jinx have the aux

Only plays classical music in the car

Forced jinx to take piano lessons when she was younger

She competed competitively and got first in regionals

Will not let jinx join a carpool unless he has done a thourough background check on the parents and immediate family

Probably has chronic pain

Hates ikea because “why do you have to walk through the entire store to get to the exit?”

He also got lost in the showrooms once

Probably secretly watches James Bond films

On late nights when he wants to cool down, he watches I love lucy reruns

His first concert was the wiggles after Jinx begged him to go when she was little

Always flies first class because he can’t stand being in close quarters with strangers

The only reason he doesn’t have a private plane was because he doesn’t travel all that often

Jinx loves April fools day and gets silco every year

He takes it like a champ

But somehow he always falls for the tape around the nozzle of the sink

Is pretty strict about jinx’s diet (especially when she was younger) and almost never lets her have junk food

But when she’s having a bad day or he feels like she deserves a little treat, he’ll pull up with a greasy paper bag from her favorite fast food place

Shops at Whole Foods and new seasons

Will go batshit for a sale

Honestly

It’s actually like a problem

One time he bought four fish tanks because they were on sale

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corviidaze · 1 year

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very much getting back into watercolors.. heres a lil modern rat

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saviourofzaun · 7 months

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HEADCANON: THE EYE OF ZAUN.

This headcanon is based on this post.

Silco and The Eye of Zaun are two 'different' beings. As seen in a brief shot in the show, Silco's influence stretches further than just being a kingpin, chem-baron, and industrialist who brought Zaun back on the map. Silco's influence, along with his sigil, has made people believe that the Eye of Zaun is a deity, a god that protects Zaun from the hardships of life, of Piltover. In the very beginning, this was something he was rather uncertain about. Fanatics that set up small shrines, and gave the shrines offerings:

Eyes.

It then clicked in his head. Silco the man, and The Eye of Zaun, were separate for these people. And that could come in handy for him, and His Cause. Silco began to feed into their fantasies, into their ideas, and began to play the telephone game: The Eye of Zaun either praising, or condemn their actions. The cult began to grow as Zaun began to grow as an enterprise.

Silco has always been rather preachy. Thus, he would preach his word, as The Eye of Zaun. His indoctrination began, in a way to push back against those who opposed his ideas and his ruling, without really lifting a finger. He realised that he had to act into their fantasy, and would 'stand up' against the fanatics, becoming the 'infidel', all the while he was the leader of the cult. I've written this earlier, but I will state the following once again:

The unknown demands power, and he plays in favour of that.

He plays with the fanatics in a way that can benefit him, the Cause, and the 'absolute' power as The Eye of Zaun. He plays into their fantasy, whilst keeping them in check. He creates a separate image of the deity they worship and him, even if people do suspect him to be The Eye of Zaun, due to his eye and all. Though, people could also see that as the ultimate 'sacrifice' he has given to the Eye of Zaun, since it requires the eyes of others. Plus, people are too afraid of the Chem-Baron Silco to even dare and ask if he is, no matter if they suspect it or not.

The cult does provide him with an income, since donations are made by several people once in a while. He uses this money for projects, to pump it into Zaun. So, rather than keeping it in his own pocket, he does use the money for something good. He is a lot, but he's not a thief of his own people.

With the rise of the Eye of Zaun, his title spread over to Piltover. It had the effect wished for: Besides Enforcers being bought, those who weren't bought stayed out of the City of Iron and Glass, and the Council pulled their hands slowly away from the sister city that hid in the dark; In fear of the monster lurking within. This is what Silco had planned for all this time. To bare his teeth, growl, and stalk those who did not belong in his territory. And he could all do this, by just whispering preaches in the ears of his believers, all the while staying anonymous.

Now, how does the cult look like? Is it a peaceful cult? No. It's not. However, there is a spectrum of severity of violence. You have the simple fisherfolk who seek refuge, and solace in the idea of a protective being, watching over them. And then you have the fanatics, who will seek justice in their god's name. Those are the ones who built up the shrines, built up the statues, and created the offering of eyes. The others followed in their step. Silco did nothing in that regard. He sat back, and watched how it unravelled, all the while he whispered some words here and there from the dark.

Did Silco ever intent to create a cult? No. However, it does fit his narrative, and his plan. And thus, he utilises the idea of the cult, and sends the fanatics out to do his bidding. He won't trust their judgement blindly, since he is very aware that these people are fanatic in their belief system. But, that doesn't mean he cannot carefully play them around, like pawns in a chess game. He will always remain in the shadows, and play his part as both deity Eye of Zaun, and as the chem-baron Silco. However, one quote is applicable in this situation, which fits Silco's characterisation, and his way of thinking:

“Amateurs chase the sun and get burned. Power stays in the shadows.” — Lewis Strauss (Oppenheimer, 2023).

#》 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙎 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 ⎯ (𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨)#silco #silco arcane #silco league of legends #silco lol

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khaotic-neutrxl · 5 months

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OH GREAT HEAVENS

#silco #you'd think i'm stupid and it's actually his hand #but no...#that's LITERALLY his schlong #watch the clip 😭#MY MOUTH IS WATERING #MEOWWWW MEOWWWWW MEOWWWWWWW #HES MAKING ME GO FERAL #i want to know who in fortiche animated this #thank you fortiche #for feeding us #OH GREAT HEAVENS #silco arcane #arcane silco #silco league of legends #silco lol #silco x you #silco smut #making me purr FOR REALLL

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starsinmylatte · 2 years

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Would Silco like horror movies?

I’m taking a break from the witchy!reader x Silco fic for the night and watching Friday the 13th. It’s got me thinking, so let's discuss! This is completely train of thought as I'm watching the movie, so excuse any grammatical mistakes.

As a general reminder, all my stuff is 18+ so minors DNI

Pairing: Silco x afab!reader

Warnings: discussion of horror/the supernatural, mentions of violence, sex, general R-rated horror movie stuff, Silco being a little shit, foreplay, dom/sub dynamics, hinted older man/younger woman, cockwarming, y'all know the drill

He would absolutely like making fun of the stupid teenagers in slashers.

"Now, who would do that?!" "Dear, you know there has to be a plot to the movie, right? If everyone made intelligent decisions, there would be no movie."

Silco would like Scream. I have no further elaboration.

He would refuse to watch horror movies if Jinx was anywhere nearby. He would hate to make her nightmares worse, and god help the poor henchmen who she talks into showing her one. They would be living their own worst nightmares for the rest of their (considerably shortened) lives.

That being said, he would adore a rare night in with you, watching a movie in your shared bedroom.

Even if Silco didn't like horror movies, he'd watch them with you if you liked them. Especially if it meant you'd hold onto him a little tighter or snuggle a little closer that night. It would definitely inflate his ego for you to see him as your big, strong protector.

I don't think he'd be scared of the slashers because they are just glorified criminals with knives, and that's just a particularly weird Tuesday for him. He's seen a lot of weird shit. Honestly, he's caused a lot of weird shit.

I do think supernatural horror would freak him out a little. Unlike with slashers, there's really nothing solid to fight, see, or outsmart. Silco is big on control, so taking that out of his hands would be very unnerving to him.

Above almost all other things, he is a smug bastard, so I could absolutely see him teasing the hell out of you. "You certainly do seem to like horror movies, my lovely. Except in real life, you fell for the big, bad monster."

Circling back to him making fun of the teenagers, he would absolutely make fun of all the cliche sex scenes.

Silco cocked an eyebrow, "Really? That was worth dying for? Two minutes of that pretentious little prick sloppily thrusting into her? Tch." The corner of his lip twitched up into a smirk as he gazed down at you, red eye glowing mischievously in the dim light. Silco snuck his hands around your waist and pulled you into his lap. "I may not be young and pretty like those boys, but I can definitely do better than that. Let me show you how a real man fucks."

As mentioned previously, Silco is a smug bastard. Quite honestly, I think he would get a kick out of getting you all riled up before the movie. Trailing teasing touches all over your body and sucking at the tender flash covering the pulse point of your neck before biting down.

Silco let out a low, breathy chuckle at the way you keened and whined under his sinful ministrations. "What?" he smirked coyly, "is someone enjoying herself?" His deft fingers trailed up to tease one of your peaked nipples as he soothed the bite with a kiss. Your responding moan pulled another smirk from the kingpin as he gathered you in his lap, your back pressed against his chest. One of Silco's hands grasped your hip, pulling you down as he ground his cock against the ample swell of your ass.

"Oh my lovely, I'm going to stuff that pretty cunt full." Silco slipped his aching cock into your tight heat, groaning at the feeling of being fully enveloped in you. "We are going to watch the movie just like this."

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