#zaundads fluff

[backstabber128]

Here's some dad + daughter parallels that shatter my poor tortured heart even more👌

It's crazy to think they have so much in common despite completely different circumstances ❤️‍🩹

#fanart #my art #digital art #arcane #arcane vi #arcane powder #arcane jinx #arcane vander #arcane silco #young vi #vi and vander #silco and powder #childhood trauma #cptsd #zaundads #fishbones #sisters #flashbacks #sketchbook #monkey bomb #hugs #family fluff #both are ultimate disaster duos 👍 #riot games #tears #shimmer #little vi gets all the hair ruffles its canon ok #fathers and daughters #theyre so cute 😭 #im gonna go cry now

[karnaca78]

No words could ever grasp what Vander feels. So he just stares. The lines at the corners of his old lover’s mouth hint at so much weariness that he doesn’t wonder why they can’t bear the weight of a simple smile.

#arcane #arcane fanfic #silco #vander #zaundads #oneshot #rated t #silco fluff bingo #reunion

[space-blue]

14. 'I might be a teeny tiny bit sick, But it's fine' w/ Zaundads?

Hi, Anon! Thank you for such a cute prompt for @sicktember !!

Silco/Vander, domestic fluff, very mild angst, pre-canon, 685 words

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The moment Silco wakes up, he knows he's in trouble. His throat is tight, itchy, like a burr lodged itself down there and refuses to be swallowed away. He sniffs, his nose cold and runny. There's a pressure between his eyes, and a headache on the horizon. Next to him, Vander snores softly, yet unaware of Silco's budding sickness.

But maybe he isn't sick. Maybe this is just from yesterday's drinking. Or a little cold. They did get caught in the rain, after all. And perhaps it'll go away during the day.

Silco slips out of bed, careful not to wake Vander. He grabs his clothes and leaves the room, getting dressed in the corridor. He puts on an extra layer, sniffling all the while and cursing Janna under his breath for her winds—never enough of them, and cold and damp when they show up. What is even the point of worshipping her any more?

He goes down to the bar, coughing into his fist, and starts searching for the tisane and the pot of honey. He knows they're here somewhere, he just doesn't know where Vander has gone and hidden them. Silco shouldn't let him run the place so much on his own. Not that Vander needs oversight, or even help, but it doesn't sit well with Silco that he's struggling to find things in his own home. The movement is taking so much of his time, nowadays. Sometimes it feels like the Last Drop is just the place he does his paperwork at. That Vander owns it, and Silco is a mere guest, coming in and out, forever running after people, fleeting from one meeting to the next.

'Hah!' he exclaims as he finds the clay pot used to keep the one herbal brew they own. 'Got you!'

A coughing spell immediately punishes him for the outbursts, and it dawns on Silco that he might have to spend the day outside, if he's to hide this from Vander. The man simply can't be made aware of—

'Looking for this?'

Silco whirls around, too startled to even cry out. 'Vander?! What—'

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Send me prompts for Sicktember

#sicktember 2022 #arcane #fanfic #silco #vander #vanco #zaundads #sickfic #my fic #short one shot

[silcosentropy]

For the WIP game 😁

I am, of course, super excited for anything and everything you're working on but your stuff is phenomenal but 'Honey Whiskey' caught my eye and I can't stop thinking about it 😄

Ohoho...

So Honey Whiskey is a little bit I'm working on right now and would love to post ASAP. Pretty much young Zaundads taking a bit extra job, a job Silco finds a bit suspicious. And, well, it's a very mild whump/comfort/bit of fluff, pretty SFW.

I have it finished and it's currently waiting for some edits, which are terribly needed seeing how English is technically my third language and I tend to mess up idioms and what not.

#arcane #silco #fanfic #vander #vander x silco #silco young #vander young

[smol-lydia]

3, 12, and 29 from the ask game! ❤️

💜💜💜💜

3) what is your favorite piece regardless of likes/hits/kudos? Hmmm. I wrote a gift fic for a dear friend about Viktor giving Jinx an emotional support poro. Some silly fluff but I had fun with it.

12) How many WIPs do you have in your docs for next year?

Oyyyyy my WIP list keeps growing by the day. I’m incredibly flighty so it has a tendency to come and go a lot but rn there’s about 6 Viktor x reader fics on there, one for the Tendecrisp Secret Santa Exchange, a Holmesbury fic, two Levihan fics, and my silly j-fashion AU where Jinx is a gyaru model, and a Zaundads Full House style AU

29) A favorite line or passage you’ve written?

“Jinx vaguely recognized the sounds of Rio’s paw pads as the creature approached the desk, warbling in her own language, looking up at Jinx with her wide eyes. Much to Jinx’s surprise, the waverider stood on her two back paws, her front claws making contact with the desk itself as the creature looked at Jinx and began to chirp with enthusiasm.”

#thank you for the ask lovely #ask game #mail time #my fic writing #rio best girl #Rio is baby

[anxitea-shop]

The perfect invitation

Silco: JINX! I NEED YOUR HELP! QUICK!

Jinx: WOOW! What is it?!

Silco: I need you to make a bomb!

Jinx: Aah pfff it's easy I can do tha-

Silco: Listen carefully. I need a bomb, but not a simple one.

Jinx: Ooooh? Then?

Silco: I need the bomb to be....

*Later*

Jinx: Hey dad, do you think is gonna work? Like are you so sure about that?

Silco: Yes I am sure! Because I know you've done a perfect job!

Jinx: Heh, thanks. Ok now let's see!

Vander*cleaning the bar and finds a box on one of the tables* Hmmm, what's this? "For: Vander. From: Someone you know♡ Open me" Hmm well...let's see what's inside*opens the box and the bomb inside explodes with so much pink glitter painting a message on the wall:

"Vander will you be my valentine? ~Silco"

Jinx: Hahahaha! Yes! It worked!

Silco: Shhhh. It seems he's coming outside.

Vander*full of glitter come outside of Last Drop* Silco.......

Silco*panicked*Yes....?

Jinx: HI DAD!

Vander: Hi dear. So Silco, that was your idea?

Silco: I..uhmm...

Jinx: Yep! Absolutely it was his idea 100%!

Silco: JINX!

Vander: Oh no no Silco, let her speak...So, can you explain what he wanted to do?

Jinx: Well you see...

*3 hours ago in Jinx's room*

Silco: I need the bomb to be, special.

Jinx: Special?

Silco: Yes

Jinx: In which way? Like how "special" to be? And for who?

Silco:Well.....I want it to be for someone very dear to me...

Jinx*smirking* And who is that special person hmmmm?

Silco*blushing a little* Vander....

Jinx: NOOOO WAY! YOU WANT ME TO MAKE A VALENTINE INVITATION FOR VANDER?!?!

Silco: SHHHHHHHH! I don't want someone to hear you! So, tell me. Can you do it?

Jinx: Dad please, I am an expert in bombs. Especially in glitter ones. Soooooo, yes. Yes I can.

Silco: Perfect! After you finish come in my office!

Jinx: Suuuuure!

*Now*

Jinx: And that happened.

Vander: I see *looking at Silco* Well Silco...

Silco: Yes..?

Vander*pulling him into a kiss* It seems you have a date tonight. Wait for me on the bridge at 8, ok?

Silco*blushing a lot* Y-Yeah sure...of course see you at 8.

Vander: Good. No excuse me, but I have to go and clean again inside the bar and I have to clean myself*winking at Silco and goes inside*

Silco: I..I...

Jinx: YEEEEEES! YOU GO ON A DATE THAT'S AWESOME! C'mon! Let's go home and prepare you!

Silco*hugging her* Thank you so much Jinx. You are the perfect daughter any parent would want to have!

Jinx: You're welcome dad. Now let's move! It's getting late!

Silco*small laugh* Sure dear

*That night*

Vander: Sil!

Silco: Vanny..

Vander: Heh, you never called me like this in ages..

Silco: Well..I missed to call you like this, and also I missed you so much..

Vander: I missed you too Sil, now come here and give a kiss like you used to kiss me when we were young.

Silco and Vander*kissing each other with a lot of passion and love*

Silco: I love you so much Vanny

Vander: I love you more Sil

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!✨💖

P.S: Please if an artist can draw this dialogue in a comic I will be always eternally grateful!😭🙏

#vanco #zaundads #silco arcane #arcane #vander arcane #arcane league of legends #silco x vander #vander x silco #silco #vander #jinx #arcane jinx #vanco fluff #zaundads fluff #vanco dialogue

[zorak-show]

Perhaps a Vanco/Zaundad's drabble where Vander tries to help Silco relax after a stressful day? Could be fluff or really anything. Just whatever you think Vander would do to help him out. :)

i love when fandoms share a collective braincell like this, I also got a request from a friend on discord for something similar! So this goes to both of you. Thanks for requesting something!!

For the Children of Zaun

Silco x Vander

733 words

Rating: G

AO3

warnings/tags: domestic fluff, councilor Silco, zaundads, silco and vander are married and adopted Vi and Powder together. In a universe where everything is ok and nothing hurts (or at least not as bad as canon haha), possibly OOC as it's extremely fluffy and sweet

summary: Silco finally got a seat at the councilor's table, but feels he isn't being taken seriously. Vander lets him vent and offers comfort.

“You better not go in there. Dad’s in a bad mood,” Powder said, sprawled out on the floor in front of Silco’s closed office door. She was coloring in an old notebook of Silco’s. Markers, crayons, and pens spread all over the floor in front of her.

Vander squatted down, “Is that so?” he asked.

“Mmhmm,” she replied, not looking up from her drawing.

“It’s getting late, little one. Why don’t you pack up your art supplies, and I’ll take you to bed.”

“But he said he’d be right out once he cooled off,” Powder protested, looking towards Silco’s office door.

“He will, and I’ll make sure he comes to wish you goodnight,” Vander helped her put her colors in a small tote she carried around. She pouted but put her stuff away and got up to walk with Vander towards her room. She clasped her tiny hand into his as they walked down the hall.

He tucked her into her bed, covering her with the mismatched blankets and quilts and ensuring she had her stuffed rabbit in hand.

“Goodnight, Powder,” Vander said, rising from the side of her bed.

“Goodnight,” she said through a yawn.

Vander left to go back to Silco’s office. Mentally preparing himself to not let his husband’s lousy mood affect his own. He knocked on the door before entering.

“Go away!” Silco yelled, but Vander was already inside the office, clicking the door shut behind him.

He was worse than Vander had seen him in a long time. His hair was disheveled and papers and books strewn everywhere in his office. There was a drink on his desk and a lit cigar in the ashtray. Probably a lot more where those had come from, Vander figured.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Vander asked, clearing off some papers to make room for him to sit on the couch.

“What’s there to say? The council promised us a seat at their table, yet they take nothing I say seriously. I’m a joke to them. We are a joke. Still undercity slime in their eyes. I can’t take it anymore,” Silco paced the room, his voice racing through, gesticulating wildly.

“Look at this, Vander,” Silco shook a stack of papers in Vander’s face, “look at this! I worked so hard, and for what? They won’t listen.”

Vander had no idea what he was looking at, and Silco wouldn’t hold still long enough for him to see, so he just nodded his head in empathy.

“I’m sorry, love. What can we do?”

“Oh, we’ll make them listen,” Silco’s face grew dark, his eye downcast and squinting into space. “We will make them listen.” He stilled remained glued to the spot he stared at.

Vander hummed in response, not wanting to escalate things.

Silco poured himself another drink and puffed on his cigar. Vander stacked the papers and books on the rest of the couch.

“Come and sit down,” Vander patted the seat next to him.

Silco ignored him, looking through his bookshelves for something.

“Sil, come and sit.” Vander now demanded.

“I’m busy, Vander.”

Vander rose and walked to Silco’s desk, picking up the bottle of bourbon, half gone, and he was sure it was all from tonight. Only one thing could disarm him now. Vander approached Silco, back turned to him, still searching his shelves for something.

“Sil,” Vander placed his hands on Silco’s hips, “it can wait.” he wrapped his arms around his waist and squeezed him into himself.

Silco inhaled like he was about to protest but ultimately succumbed to the hug. He turned in Vander’s grip to face him. He sighed out and hugged him back, resting his face on Vander’s chest.

“I’ll help you come up with something tomorrow.” Vander said low and soft, “for now, let’s get some rest.”

“I’m not tired,” Silco bemoaned, squeezing Vander tighter.

Vander laughed and bowed his head down to give Silco a kiss on the forehead, “Whatever you say, love.”

They left the office together, Silco stopping to say goodnight to an already sleeping Powder. Vi was in her own bed, fast asleep as well. The two men stood in the doorway staring at the sleeping children, so peaceful and serene.

“I just want things to be better for them, Vander. For all of the children of Zaun.”

“I know, love. I know. We will make it so.”

#vanco #zaundads #vander x silco #married zaundads #powder #jinx #vi #arcane #silco #vander #councilor! silco #fluff #tooth rotting fluff #arcane fanfic #league of legends #domestic fluff #children of zaun

[bughat]

Vanco: do you headcanon that they were each other's first love/first time or not? What is the first gift they one gave to the other? Do you think each have a song or a weather mood that reminds them of the other and if yes, what?

Timebomb: we know that Powder has drawn Ekko (council archives) and Ekko has drawn Powder (wall), do you figure they have drawn each other more often/what kind of other drawings have they made of each other? Has Ekko drawn Jinx specifically and in what circumstances did he draw her the first time?

(@arcane-ish Hey, thank you for requesting! I'm gonna break this up into two separate posts, one for Vanco and one for Timebomb)

Daytime rain showers are nostalgic for Vander and Silco. When they were smaller, if it started to rain, all the younger kids would run around for the first few minutes, screaming and splashing through puddles until some harassed adult made them come inside before they died of chemical exposure. Once they were in, they'd leave their wet clothes by the stove or the fireplace and watch the rain through the windows. It was a luxury to be inside with a roof over your head in the warm, and they would soak it up together and talk about what they'd do once the rain stopped. When they were old enough to work, sometimes parts of the mines would flood if the rain was bad enough, so the crews would usually have to evacuate for a while until things drained enough that work could actually get done again. Vander and Silco would sit leaned up against each other under a tarp and share a smoke and a hot drink if they could scrounge one while they waited to be called back. They're together enough that most people rarely think of one without the other. It's incredibly annoying for people like Benzo when they almost inevitably move from friends to friends with benefits to just being Vander-and-Silco. They give each other little things like marbles and pocket knives and toys as kids, but the first serious gifts are when they move into their own tiny room together. Vander loves music, but never had the time or the money to be able to learn how to play or write anything. In Zaun and Piltover, there are stall and shop musicians you can pay a sum to to have a private piece of music written for you. The fee goes up based on location, talent, and the length of the piece, from short simple snatches to full length songs. Silco's always been good with money, and he runs odd jobs and calls in favors to save up for literal months to buy Vander a snatch of song from one of the better talents up in Piltover. Vander isn't illiterate, but he doesn't read as well as Silco, but he memorizes every note of the song bit that Silco got for him and sings or hums it to himself all the time. Vander's first serious gift to Silco is a ring. He sees it in a pawn and antique shop in the Entresol and knows it's perfect for Silco. It's a little silver snake curled around a smooth, dark red stone, meant for the ring or pinky finger. It's the craftsmanship that catches Vander's eye. The overall design concept is simple and the stone is small and barely semi-precious, but the scales and details of the snake make it look real. It's elegant without being gaudy and Vander absolutely wants Silco to have it. Silco wants to be mad when Vander presents it to him because he knows damn well that Vander must've either stolen the earth or now owes someone a hefty favor to get his hands on it, but he can't be. It's the nicest, most thoughtful gift anyone's ever given him, and he can't make himself get Vander to return it.

#vanco #vanco fluff #arcane vander #vander #silco #vander x silco #silco x vander #zaundads

[alisha-on-arcane]

More Zaundads bingo for @arcanefandomweek​. Thank you mods!

Prompt: Reconciliation AU

 Title: Take Him Out (Stillwater Marriage Part 3)

Link: here on ao3 

Rating: Mature

Words: 3.3k 

Summary: Vander gets out of prison and crosses town to re-unite with his husband, Silco, and the kids. This is an M rated fic and contains fluff and nothing spicy, but the last chapter (in a series rather than as works by the rules of the bingo) was dubcon and Silco may well not be happy to see Vander again, and was considering having him murdered.

#zaundads #zaundadsbingo #vanco #vander x silco #silco x vander

[backstabber128]

I rarely ever post wips but this one's months old and I've been excited to finally post them lol

It's basically father's day 2.0, so here's a glimpse at it with no context 🙏

#arcane #wip #fanart #arcane silco #arcane powder #modern au #lineart #digitalart #arcane jinx #fluff #family fluff #powder and silco #i rarely draw these two but this au makes them so cute im dying #zaundads

[backstabber128]

Here's a part 3 of this shameless Zaundad modern au bc I needed more fluff in my life 👍

#fanart #my art #digital art #arcane #au #arcane vi #arcane powder #arcane vander #arcane silco #arcane mylo #arcane claggor #modern au #family art #vi and powder #vi and vander #powder and silco #teen vi #arcane jinx #zaundads #i cant stop drawing the girls as kiddos help theyre so cute 😭 #also my computer broke rip so my artstyle might look different

[anxitea-shop]

⚠️TW⚠️ Mention of: Homophobia, bl00d,slurs,violence,sadness‼️

Credit fanart to @coreylemons ! Thank you so much for letting me to use it! Your art is amazing!✨

P.S: English is not my first language! So I'm sorry for the grammar mistakes!

But what happened to your left eye?

One evening Viktor and Silco were sitting in the living room on the couch.Viktor was looking at photos of his fathers from their youth and Silco was on the phone. While Viktor was looking through the photos with Silco and Vander he found a rather interesting one, surprised but also curious he decides to ask Silco.

Vik:Hey umm..dad?

Silco:Yes,my dear?

Vik: In this picture are you and papa when you were young? *shows him the picture*

*Silco laughed slightly at the photo* Oh my God,do we still have this picture?

Vik: I don't believe...are you and papa here?

Silco: Oh yes son we are. We were "rebels" back then hahaha.

Vik*looks at his father in amazement and asks him* But...how old were you? You were WOW...I have no words!

Silco: Hahaha,*sigh* he and I were 25, son.

Vik: Naah..I don't believe you.

Silco: Believe me. I know it's hard to believe, but yes, we were both 25 years old.

*While Silco was telling him, Viktor noticed that in some photos with them that his father's left eye was ok. He was not "sick"*

Silco *notices that Viktor is looking at him very closely* Viktor are you okay? Did something happen?

Vik: O-Oh! Sorry I didn't mean to look so weird but...what happened to your left eye? I mean, look. In this picture your eye is perfectly normal.

Silco*Sigh* Do you really want to know huh?

Vik: Umm....if you don't feel comfortable talking about this it's ok...I hope I didn't bother you with this stupid question.....

Silco: First of all, don't say that. Your question was not stupid, and secondly you are old enough to know what happened. It all started when Vander and I were in a club in '95. Nothing strange yet. Well at dawn when we decided to go out to smoke, before we left, it was around 4 in the morning if I'm not mistaken, and some guy with his friends saw us when we went out. And obviously he started commenting, saying inappropriate things.

Vik:Like?

Silco: Fagots...He called us fagots. Obviously Vander and I tried to ignore him. But he kept going and going.He practically couldn't keep his mouth shut...

Vik: And what happened?

Silco: I couldn't stand it anymore and I started arguing with him. Vander tried to calm me down, but no chance...and from the quarrel...I jumped into a fight.

Vik: WHAT?!

Silco: Yeah...fight...and what a fight. I was punching that guy and Vander was beating the others. I'm not sure how long it lasted, but after a while I fell, and I could feel something leaking out of my eye. When I checked it was blood. I turned to him and I saw him holding a dagger. I tried to kick him in the neck. But Vander...I felt like he was grabbing me like a sack.

* From that perspective *

Silco: AAH I SHOW YOU! ARGH-

Vander: SILCO NO! HE CAN HURT YOU MORE!

Silco: ARGH VANDER LET ME KILL HIM!

Vander *lowers Silco and grabs him by the shoulders, staring into his eyes. * DID YOU REALLY GO CRAZY ?! FUCK HIM! LOVE IS NOT WORTH IT!

Silco: ARGH DON'T YOU SEE ?! ARE YOU REALLY BLIND OR DEAF ?! AREN'T YOU TIRED FOR BEING CALLED A FAGOT OR AIDS CARRIER WHEREVER YOU GO?!

Vander: I do! And I understand what you're saying, Sil! But enough is enough!

Silco: I -...Vanny*faints in his arms*

Vander: Sil...SILCO!

*Present*

Vik: WOW! And what happened next ?!

Silco: Well..I don't remember..I remember waking up in the hospital...

Vik: Oh...

Vander: I think I can take it from here.

Vik: Papa!

Silco: Did you hear me tell him huh?

Vander: Obviously hehe. So it's possible?

Silco: Of course love.

Vander: Well, Viktor, my boy, after your dad passed out...

*Then*

Vander: SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!

*After an hour Vander was in the hospital sitting on his thorns and with a heart like a flea for his fiancé*

*A doctor appears* Doctor: Mr. Vander?

Vander: YES!

Doctor: I have news about your fiancé.

Vander: WHAT HAPPENED ?! IS HE OK?!

Doctor: I'm going to ask you to calm down...

Vander *straightening his voice* Yes, of course...I'm sorry. Please, Doctor...is my fiancé...okay? Was it something serious...? *tears*

Doctor: Fortunately his eye managed to be operated on. It didn't need to be removed, but...

Vander: But...?

Doctor: Unfortunately he won't be able to see with him again. All he can see with him will be shadows. No clear images.

Vander: Oh...God...I'm glad he didn't have to be removed. But will he still be able to shut him down? For example, when he sleep or blink?

Doctor: Yes. There was no problem here, the eyelid was not affected.

Vander: *Sigh* That's good, thank you doctor. Can I see him please...?

Doctor: Of course*is telling Vander the ward and the salon where Silco is*

*Later*

Silco: Mmm....o-ouch...my head...* sees Vander sitting on a chair* Vanny..?

Vander: Silco! How are you feeling?

Silco: My head hurts...very hard...but where are we...?

Vander: At the hospital...you...you had surgery on your left eye.

Silco: WHAT?! *Puts his hand on his face and feels the bandages* Vanny....W-what happened to my eye....? *He feels panicked and confused*

Vander *sits on the edge of the bed next to him* Easy love...Do you remember the club fight?

Silco: Yes.....

Vander: Well...you saw the guy you were arguing with had a dagger.

Silco: Yes. Yes I saw...

Vander: During the fight he stabbed you in the eye and...

Silco: And?! My eye?! Can I still use it?!

Vander: Somehow...the doctor told me you were very lucky that it weren't had to be removed but-

Silco: REMOVED?!

Vander: Love its ok I'm here take it easy inhale and exhale *kiss him on the forehead*

Silco *trembling breath* Ok...ok I'm fine..c-continue...but?

Vander: But she told me you'd only be able to see with him...shadows...not clear images. And you will be able to close it for example when you are sleeping or blinking, because your eyelid have not been affected.

Silco *sits with his head on Vander's lap* SIGH....at least...it's good that I didn't lose him for good, and I'm glad I won't have to wear a patch like pirates...

Vander *plays in his hair* I'm glad too love..you have no idea * tears runs down his face*

*Present*

Vik: I...I have no words...so this happened to your eye...

Silco: Yes, son.

Vik: But after...you were discharged from the hospital...what happened? What happened to that guy and his friends?

Vander: Well, that guy was jailed for 3 or 4 years, if I'm not wrong, for attempted murder. And his friends 2 years in prison for complicity.

Vik: O-Oh....

Silco: And about what happened after my discharge. Your papa took care of me. Don't let me do anything. *He has a gentle smile as he looks at Vander*

Vander: Well, I didn't leave him because he had to stay "good" so to speak, and since that incident we have decided by mutual agreement not to go to clubs or if we still go and want to smoke, to do it after we leave from there. And we had to go to regular checks. To monitor his healing process.

Silco: Exactly. And in time, I took off my bandages. It was hard for me at first, with one eye to see well and not with the other. But over time, I got used to it. So you found out the story behind my left eye.

Vik: Wow...thank you so much for telling me!

Vander: Anything for you, my boy *strokes his head*

Silco: You're welcome dear *kiss him on the forehead*

The end

#vanco #zaundads #vanco modern au #silco arcane #vander arcane #vander x silco #silco x vander #young vanco #young silco #young vander #arcane #viktor #arcane viktor #vanco fanfiction #vanco fluff #zaundads fluff

[space-blue]

Vander doesn't understand what Silco sees in him, but he's not willing to question it.

600 words of Vander x Silco fluff and love declarations in Vander POV, done for this amazing piece by twitter artist Adelheit_A

How could I resist???

#silco #vander #vanco #zaundads #pre betrayal #pre canon #arcane #arcane lol #one shot #fanfic #arcane silco #arcane vander #vander x silco #fluff #romance #feelings #tooth rotting fluff #love declarations

[space-blue]

Vanco brainrot superpower

Just woke up to someone on the Zaundads server bemoaning the fact "Silco never touched Vander's beard!!"

And I threw all my plans out the window to make it happen... And instead of writing something hot and steamy, or banter, or reconciliation AU, or anything *nice*— I just...

I just wrote this super sad angst, canon compliant and all, with an out of love Silco and desperate Vander...

And honestly it feels so good, aaaah. Hurting my darlings nngh!

Can't wait to have 5 outraged comments on this one shot, and 3 people going "thanks for stabbing me in the heart". Looking forward to replying with my smuggest Goldblum gifs.

Silco kisses him, like all those years ago. Neither of them has forgotten how—it's muscle memory of better times, taking the lead. Vander tastes like blood and the same blend of herbs he's always smoked. It's the taste of stolen intimacy on a battlefield—memories of past fights and failed uprisings, of a youth wasted in dreams.

#vanco #zaundads #vander #silco #arcane #fanfic #holiday romance #one shot #angst #the pleasure of writing angst #as an angst writer #after so much enforced fluff #I love my F&D fic for real but gosh darn I like to hurt characters

[zorak-show]

Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt

#zaundads #Silco #Vander #vanco #arcane lol #silco arcane #fanart #still learning art I know it’s not great #I think I’m showing progress tho #I just love these two soo much #they deserve to be happy and in love together #fluff

[zkyfall]

Poker Face (Silco x Vander striptease + more) 

Summary: Vander accepts Silco’s deal and lives long enough to play Strip Poker with Act 2 Silco in all his fashionable glory. 

18+ only, NSFW, Oral, M/M, Frottage, Strip Poker, Established Relationship, Fluff, Cuddling

2.9k Words, A03 Link

Written for the @arcanefandomweek 's Zaundads Bingo event Prompt ‘Playing Games’ and inspired in part by  A-gal-with-taste’s delightful Silco X OC story: Royal Flush

Thanks @simpfiles for vibe checking and cheering me on <3 <3

It’s been a long day (and night) of wrangling gang leaders and brokering deals and the two leaders of the Undercity are happy to finally be home at the Last Drop. Vander immediately crosses the office to sprawl out on the sofa, tired but far too awake to sleep anytime soon. Silco leaves his long coat on the coat hanger and strolls to the liquor cabinet to pour them a night cap, eager to wind down and decompress. 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to meet with those Topsiders tomorrow?” Vander asks lightly, palming a deck of playing cards from the table. “They need to think we’re serious about the mine deal and you have a shite poker face.”

Silco glares, pausing from pouring two whiskeys. “Excuse me? I’m not going to take criticism from a man who wears his bleeding heart on his sleeve.”

“It’s not a criticism! Think of it more as…an observation.”

He caps the liquor and returns to the couch, drinks in hand. “Whatever people may observe is simply what I allow them to see.”

“Oh my, apologies! Didn’t realize we had a master of deception over here” – there's a hard clink as Silco sets the glasses down on the table – “Fancy putting those skills to the test?” Vander challenges, waving with the pack of cards. 

Silco narrows his eyes and sinks down into the leather armchair. “What game?”

“Nothing fancy, just poker; five card draw.”

“No betting?”

“We’re a communist enclave, Sil. Your money already IS my money.” Vander grins cheekily, “Of course we could wager something other than coins...”

Silco crosses his long legs and takes a leisurely sip from his drink, considering the offer. It was late; the kids were asleep hours ago and glancing up confirms the rafters were empty of eavesdroppers, but he was still too riled up from the latest mission to sleep just yet. Why not have a little fun putting Vander in his place? Poker, after all, was a game of luck and skill.  And he did always enjoy dressing the large man down.

“Fair enough, I accept your terms.”

Vander eagerly opens the pack, shuffling the deck and spreading the cards face down on the table to mix them up, all under Silco’s sharp supervision. 

“What, worried I’ll cheat ya’?” 

Silco huffs, “As if you haven’t before.”

Vander shakes his head. “If anyone’s got an unfair advantage here, it’s you,” he muses, gathering the cards into a neat pile. “What are you wearing, like ten layers?”

Silco rolls his mismatched eyes and sets his glass down. “The same number as you, Vander, just of finer quality and taste.”

Vander chuckles and shakes his head, Silco never missed a chance to imply he needed a new wardrobe. But why fix what ain’t broken. “Starting bet?” 

“Vest.”

“Jacket.” 

Vander deals them five cards each, face down. Silco sweeps his up and orders them high to low. Not a bad start, he notes, his lip twitching up. With a little luck during the drawing round he’d be set. That is, as long as his opponent didn’t get lucky. He glances up at Vander only to find him leering back with a wide, toothy grin.  

“Good hand, Sil? Feel like upping the ante?”

He schools his expression into one of vague disinterest. “This game was your idea and you want to end it quickly?”

“Nah, just want to get to the good part,” Vander smirks, eyes tracing down Silco’s tight pants. 

Silco shifts in his seat under the hot gaze and runs the numbers, his odds were decent so he nodded. “Fine, I’ll up my bet. Tie.”

“Tie? We countin’ accessories as clothing now? Hah, in that case: belt.”

He discards two cards and draws their replacements. Useless. Damn. 

They play their hands and Vander wins the first round easily. He reclines on the couch, his muscled arms propped along the back. “Don’t make that face, Silco, just a bit o’ bad luck.” He drawls, motioning at his fine attire, “Now go on, pony up.”

Silco furrows his brow. What face? He sits up straight and tilts his head back, watching Vander watch him as he trails slender fingers down his vest, plucking at the metal clasps, each undone fastener revealing more of the soft crimson fabric beneath. Vander’s attention never leaves his hands as he lingers on the leather straps at the waist, rubbing lightly at the gold embellishments. Silco licks his lips, he didn’t enjoy losing but it certainly did feel nice to be…appreciated. A warm flush tints Silco’s cheeks and he swallows thickly, suddenly glad to be removing his tie next. He frees the last strap and glides the vest off his narrow shoulders, carefully folding the garment and handing it to Vander to stow on the sofa. 

The slender man tilts his head back, barring his neck, and hooks a nimble finger behind the knot of silk at his throat, gently tugging it loose before dipping his thumb inside to catch the long end. He draws it out in one smooth pull then loops it back under, undoing the knot. He undoes the top button of his dress shirt and pulls the tie free, carefully rolling it before depositing it in Vander’s waiting hand. A nervous warmth blooms in Silco’s chest as their hands brush and he tugs at his loosened collar. Why does he feel like this? They’ve been fucking for years, for goodness sake. It must be the liquor. 

Vander gingerly places the silk bundle on the vest and turns back, eyes sparkling. “Again.”

Silco nods stiffly, “Boots.”

“Jacket, still.” Vander leans forward to deal the next hand. A strong hand, perfect start. Silco reorders the cards to his satisfaction, taping his foot. 

“Up the ante?” Silco offers lightly. 

“Hmm…nah, not feelin’ this one. You win.” Vander folds and Silco frowns as the large man shrugs off his jacket and tosses it over the armrest.

Vander rolls his shoulders and deals the next round. A pair of queens, not great. Silco discards three trash cards but fortune doesn’t favor him and Vander edges him out with a pair of kings. 

At Vander’s expectant look, Silco uncrosses his legs and slips his boots off, setting them to the side with care. 

Vander raises a brow, “Socks too, don’t be stingy.” 

Silco heaves a beleaguered sigh and leans down, rolling up the hem of his pants so he can snag the elastic loop of his sock-garter to pull it down with his socks. The larger man snorts and Silco pauses to glare at him. He shrugs apologetically. 

“Sorry-ah-it’s just, I love those silly little things. Please,” Vander waves him on, “continue.”

Silco rolls his eyes and efficiently strips the other set, rolling them both to tuck into his boots. 

The next two rounds go quickly and in Silco’s favor. He smiles faintly and knocks back the last of his whiskey, enjoying the pleasant warmth suffusing his limbs, before standing to get them both another round while Vander kicks off his boots and socks to join the wide belt in a heap on the floor. 

The fresh drink comes in handy in the next round, when Silco’s hard earned full house is beaten by a straight flush. 

“Looks like I won this round, babe.” Vander says, fanning his cards across the coffee table.  “Go ahead and unwrap my present nice and slow, eh?” 

A deep flush spreads down from Silco’s face, disappearing below his starched collar, as he fingers the brass buttons of the button-down. He smooths his hands down his front, flicking the buttons free one at time, revealing a lean chest with a smattering of dark hair that fades over a soft stomach and returns below his belly button to vanish into his slacks. He shrugs off the dress shirt, pale skin stretching tight over his narrow ribcage, before primly folding it to deposit in Vander’s beckoning hand. Vander accepts the garment with a hungry look, memorizing every freckle and scar of Silco’s exposed chest, and adds it to the growing pile of clothes. 

The next hand dealt is so disgustingly weak that Silco has to suppress a groan. This was not the hand he needed with only two articles of clothing left. ‘Perhaps Vander is cheating’, Silco muses, running his fingers through his hair, gently pulling at the roots. His only hope now was that Vander wouldn’t raise the bet so he could discard most of his cards and pray for a good redraw. 

Of course Vander raises the bet. Silco has to immediately fold, tossing his cards on the table carelessly. 

Silco stands, absently wiping his clammy palms on the front of his trousers. The Hound’s eyes sparkle with mirth as he makes an exaggerated show of licking his chops. Silco fails to suppress a small bemused smirk even as his pulse quickened. He ignores the heat stirring in his loins and shifts his shoulders back, puffing up his chest as he undoes the buttons. He might not have Vander’s size or physicality but he was still proud of his body. After all, it kept him alive this long. His wiry arms could deliver an unbreakable chokehold and his lean, muscled thighs had carried him all over the Undercity, though he didn’t have to flee enforcers nearly as much as he used to. Perhaps, the desk work has softened his core and age has certainly left its mark, in the form of fine lines and gray hairs. But age was a lucky thing to gain in Zaun and those were the marks of a survivor, and his partner clearly didn’t mind. 

Silco peels off the tight trousers, folding them in half then half again before tossing them on the couch himself. He sits back down on the chair with all the confidence of a rightful king, naked besides his underclothes, and winks.

Vander bites his lip but it can’t stop the wide smile that spreads across his flushed face. “Showoff.” 

Another terrible hand is dealt but this time Silco bluffs instead of holding, upping the ante and it’s Vanders turn to fold. 

Vander whips off his tunic, tossing it on top of Silco’s neat pile. He holds his chin high, inviting Silco to drink him in and finally, it’s Silco’s turn to admire the view.  Vander was unusually tan for a lifelong resident of the Undercity. He had a healthy glow, a resiliency, that couldn’t be smothered, not by violent enforcers or the choking smog and pollution of their home. While still handsomely strong, he wasn’t the lean revolutionary of their youths and Silco was glad for it. Not that he loved him less then, just that it warmed his heart to cuddle close to that softness at night, to feel the physical proof that they had enough to eat now, that Vander could enjoy a cold beer after a long day. Life is good now. They were good now. Even after everything they’d been through. 

It was time to wrap this game up.

Silco throws the last hand, to Vander’s vocal amusement, and stands, fingers tracing the band of his underwear when the other man stops him.

“That’s my prize, love, now get over here.” Vander orders, patting his muscled thigh.

Silco smirks and steps over the coffee table in one long stride, landing directly between the large man's spread legs. He sways close and Vander reaches up and pulls him down for a hungry kiss. It’s all teeth and tongue and when they part ways, they’re both breathing hard.  Vander lets him go and slides off the couch into a kneel, snagging the band of his underwear between his teeth to pull it down with him as he sinks to the floor, freeing Silco’s straining rigid cock. It’s already heavy with arousal.

“I see you enjoyed the game,” Vander purrs, nuzzling his face against Silco’s hard length, tickling the sensitive skin of his stomach with his beard. 

“Hmm…just a little,” Silco said coyly, combing his fingers thru Vander’s soft tresses. His breath hitches, turning into a needy moan when Vander turns and presses an open mouth kiss to his cockhead, fat tongue pressing in to lap up the pre-cum beading at the slit. Silco’s thighs quiver with need and soft caresses shift to a tight grip as he threads his fingers thru Vander’s hair to press him closer. Urging him to let him in. The mountain of a man obliges, relaxing his jaw to take him into the hilt in a smooth, practiced motion that doesn’t stop until his lips are flush to Silco’s groin. 

Silco gasps and shudders at the feel of Vander’s mouth, hips bucking forward to demand more of that wet heat. Vander doesn’t so much as flinch as more cock is shoved down his throat, instead he swallows around him, groping his ass to pull him closer, demanding he surrender every inch to sate his appetite. The sensation of Vander’s throat working his length threatens to rip an orgasm out of him all too soon and he has to fight back, gritting his teeth as his balls tighten. 

“Wait!” Silco begs raggedly, “Please, please.”

Vander pulls back, teasingly swirling his tongue around the twitching cock one last time, before sitting back on his heels to look up at him. Silco is already a wreck. His good eye is clenched shut while its red twin burns with need. Sweat drips down his flushed face, plastering strands of hair to his forehead. His chest is heaving for air and Vander can feel the fingers in his hair shaking slightly. Every muscle in his body is tense as Silco’s forces himself back from the edge through sheer willpower alone. 

It’s one of the sexiest things Vander has ever seen and he has to reach down to his pants and free his own straining cock. He palms his thick erection, giving it a few rough tugs as he watches his partner slowly pull himself back together.  

“You ready for more?” Vander whispers huskily and Silco shivers at the puff of his breath on his aching dick. 

He certainly doesn’t look ready, still trembling with barely contained desire, but he bites his lip and grabs at Vander’s shoulders to push him back towards the sofa. Vander acquiesces then grasps him by the hips to tug him down onto his lap. Silco has to spread his thighs wide so he can straddle Vander’s waist but soon they’re pressed close, stomach to stomach, chest to chest. 

Vander spits on his fingers and takes both of their lengths in one meaty hand, drawing another breathy moan from the smaller man. 

“I won't -ah- I won’t last.” Silco hisses out through gritted teeth, blunt nails clawing at Vander’s shoulders and leaving shallow, red scratches.

“That's fine, I won't either.” Vander starts to move, pumping his hand up and down. “Fuck I’ve been half hard since you took of your fucking tie.” The sensation, the friction, is heavenly and Vander’s head falls forward to rest against Silco’s sweaty forehead. “Your fingers, your hands, your –ugh– perfect fucking clothes, god damnit, Silco.” Vander grunts and works them together, each twitch and pulse of need feeding into their shared pleasure until it's all too much. 

“Vander!” Silco shouts harshly as his orgasm is ripped out of him by that calloused hand. He bucks, hips jerking, as he releases in a messy spurt on their stomachs. Vander groans as Silco’s desperate movement grinds hard against his own dick. He releases his grip just long enough to scoop up some of the cum to use as lube before returning, taking his throbbing cock and Silco’s softening one back in hand. 

Silco whimpers, sensitive from his orgasm and immediately overstimulated as Vander starts moving again in a quick rhythm. “Vander,” he whines, “I can’t– I can’t.” His soft pleas devolve into desperate little gasps as Vander drags his pleasure out, wringing him dry. All he can do is bury his face in the crook of Vander’s neck and hold on until the large man finally cums, shaking them both with the force of his orgasm as every muscle in Vander’s body tenses then releases at once. 

They collapse back onto the couch; a hot, messy tangle of limbs. Silco rests his head on Vander’s broad shoulder, thoroughly exhausted, and listens to the steady rhythm of his heart beat as it slowly returns to its normal pace. They smell like sweat and seed and he’ll need to wipe down the couch later but right now it’s all he can do to stay awake. 

“You got lucky, by the way,” Silco mumbles into his chest sleepily. “I have a great poker face.”

Vander hums thoughtfully and reaches up to pet Silco, gently smoothing back his dark hair. “Hmm, is that so? Well, I won’t deny that I'm feeling pretty lucky right now.” Vander shifts beneath him so he can duck down to kiss the top of his head.  “Might just be the luckiest man alive, in fact.”  He feels Silco smile into his skin. 

Silco tilts his head to gaze up at Vander, revealing that tiny, sappy smile that no one but him gets to see. He reaches up with his slender hand and cups Vander’s cheek, tracing the cheekbone with his thumb, before parting his thin lips to whisper rare, precious words, “I love you.”

Vander smiles back, the sparkle in his gray eyes softening from amusement to adoration. Silco doesn’t say it a lot, preferring to show his affections through actions or gifts but Vander knows. He’s known for years even if Silco only dared first utter that short confession a few months ago. How could he not?  It’s written all over Silco’s face.

…

“I love you, too.”

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