#he jinxed us

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 1x07 - "The Boy Savior" ↳ "I've had enough headaches."

[mollysunder]

Before the first season of Arcane premiered Riot released this interactive visual novel for the Riot x Arcane event. The setting was a hybrid of LoL and Arcane's universe, Piltover literally on top of Zaun, Cait is the Sheriff, but characters like Silco exist. The whole premise for the story is that Jinx stole some hextech and tapped into the Arcane oand opened a rift between worlds.

That's a lot. Personally I enjoyed this more to just see some characters out in the wild. Silco gets to be his charming self to you, the self-insert reader that's trying to find the culprit of the heist, which he knows was his kid.

Here's Jayce hating on Silco for something Jinx did.

This came out before the show did, so it's interesting to see how the game wants us perceive the characters' dynamics before we get further depth from the show. Most of it's related to Jinx because she makes herself the center of controversy.

For characters like Vi, who's already an enforcer that works directly under Sheriff Caitlyn in this world, she's clearly over Jinx's actions and wants to squash any further escalations.

Sevika is just as harsh and plainly sick of Jinx. I do find it interesting that the novel makes it clear tha Sevika believes that Jinx deserves some kind of punishment, though Jinx did endanger them all by ripping realities into eachother.

The only sympathetic voice outside of Silco in this story comes from Viktor, who after finding out Jinx was responsible for the Rift between realities asks you to remember that she's a real person that lived a life just like him. He goes so far as to contemplate another way to solve the situation and avoid a confrontation that may end with terrible consequences. (It's wild because the show then dedicates a whole scene to him defusing one of her bombs).

My favorite part is near the end where Silco tries to stop Jinx from harnessing anymore Arcane energy because it threatens to upend their reality.

I WISH they got to talk like this to eachother in the show, but so much was happening already. Even better Jinx gets the last words in and it justlays out what's ALWAYS been there.

This scene helped me understand that Jinx was always going to fire her rocket at the council, because she and Silco have both always been motivated to by power. They both know what it's like to be perceived as "weak" and they way it destroyed their lives respectively. It's kind of the reverse of what Mel and Ambessa have going on, you've got the diplomatic intrigue parent and the militarily minded daughter who wants to go further and absolutely will when you're not looking. And that's always been the thing with Jinx, if you give her any form of power, either a gun, a grenade, a rocket, or even magic she will take it and she will use it.

Right after this confrontation you have to defeat Jinx with the Power of Friednship or something (it's been a while). But even as put an end to the near calamity Jinx created there's at least one voice before it ends affirming Jinx's personhood.

It's weird honestly, Jinx didn't turn into vapor or anything, the story's pretty vague about what happens as you try to defeat her.

Well the novel's good when it's good anyway.

[bruhstation]

of fucking course the best, most harrowing, most gut-wrenching tugs character only appeared in one episode (a bit of ramble in the tags)

[buttercup-barf]

Back at it again with posting crossovers of things I like, because I just get possessed like that sometimes. <3

This time as a rushed sketchbook doodle.

[starry-nights12]

Imagining Ekko using his Z-Drive to replay tender moments he has with Jinx in the Firelights Jinx AU.

[greenapplebling]

The Frankenstein complex

So I was going through the Frankenstein tag (never actually read the book, but I do want to) and it kept me thinking about this character trope I keep seeing and getting draw to... And I want to name it the Frankenstein complex

Requirements? Here are some stuff the characters I know share:

Innocent child shaped into a monster (mostly) by their parental figure/guardian

Goes through a very traumatic experience that forever changes their perception of life

Has a corruption arc or at least becomes an anti-hero, the thing is that they do very questionable stuff

Terrible sense of self-worth, they believe they're unlovable monsters

[ninjagoheritageposts]

Please please please tell me you're following the drama with Lloyd VS Antigone.

Oh, I'm definitely following it. Tell me, which do you think looks better :)

[sweatandwoe]

the more I re-watch Arcane

the more I like Vi

the less I like Vander

[didiersdragon]

silly thought but ninjago actor au behind the scenes, skylor is singing along to 'i kissed a girl' by katy perry and when the line '"i hope my boyfriend dont mind it" she points at kai and the camera cuts to kai sitting on cole's lap braiding his hair.

[pedripics]

idk i'm confused why's he posting karol g 😭😭

he probably just likes the collaboration (don't really think he was overly excited about the rolling stones one for example lol)

[tornrose24]

I lucked out in getting this one done a bit sooner than I was anticipating. Well, let’s check in with Molly for a bit. Haven’t heard from her (or at least the REAL Molly) since chapter 4.

[hijinks-n-lowjinks]

I swear to god if Kusakabe is able to actually beat down on Sukuna I’ll be pissed

[a-penchant-for-the-lethe]

Regulus' problem started with James.

James, who would absolutely take any excuse to hold Regulus' hand, asked if it was okay if he doodled little pictures on him. Claiming that it would help him focus.

"What do you mean there's paper right there, Love? Just give me your hand. Please?"

So, James just started scribbling little suns and snakes and one dopey lion (whose ears were vaguely lopsided) looking extremely content while doing so. Regulus - the poor sod, always weak for a happy James - just let him get away with it.

A mistake, he realized much too late. As soon as Pandora saw she wanted to add her own "artistic vision" to his hands and who could possibly resist Pandora? So, in addition to the snakes, the suns, and the lion (whom they'd lovingly named Leopold), there were flowers and vines weaving their way through his fingers and up his sleeves. Small rainbows, in only black ink, on the backs of his hands.

Dorcus was the next one bold enough to ask. A bracelet of triangles was added around his wrists in an up-down pattern.

"Because you only ever accessorize with rings. You need to branch out. See? Bracelets suit you, Reggie."

Evan wanted to add clouds to the ends of Pandora's rainbows ("Rainbows shouldn't just end like that. It looks weird. Come here, let me fix it.") along with the uneven swirls he drew on each of Reg's fingertips.

Barty was absolutely distraught to have been the last in their little group to get to draw on Regulus. It was a terrible betrayal that James got to do it before him, despite it being James’ idea to begin with.

He put tiny X's all the way down Regulus's pinkies. Then, he did the same to his own hands. So they would match. And so that if they were to theoretically make a pinky promise, which of course they would never do, as the serious and intimidating posh boys they were... then the X's would line up.

Sirius nearly triped over Remus when he saw what had been done to his brother because Regulus never painted on his hands as a kid. His memory was always really good, so there was no need to jot down quick reminders on the backs of his palms.

Whenever he did need to remember something, he just wrote it in that little black notebook he took everywhere, the one he would never let Sirius see.

Sirius, on the other hand, was almost always covered in little pictures and notes because he was scatter-brained, but mostly because it irritated their mother to no end.

Regulus never wanted to do anything that could disappoint their mother, so the image of Regulus holding on to his books with arms covered in ink was an odd one for Sirius. Regulus looked defiant. More importantly, Regulus looked happy.

Regulus explained his "predicament" to them in a petulant tone. Despite the small smile that seemed to be making its way onto his face as he recounted how James’ small requests snowballed into whatever the heck was going on with his hands now.

Sirius asked if they could "contribute to the community canvas" that had become of Regulus's skin, and he relented with the worlds most dramatic sigh. Remus drew a crescent moon on Reggie's left arm while Sirius drew a star on his right.

Peter was so shy about asking, Regulus wasn't entirely sure if he would. Regulus found himself very glad that Peter did, however, because when he finished, there was the most adorable and detailed little drawing of a mouse Regulus had ever seen.

His hands were almost entirely covered by the end of the day, so it was honestly a miracle that Lily found space for anything at all. But if Regulus knew anyone capable of miracles, it was certainly Lily Evans. Her design was a simple heart just below his thumb.

"A reminder. And a promise," she had said,"of how much we love you."

When Regulus watched the ink wash away in the shower, he was surprised by how sad he was to see it go. His arms felt bare when he went to bed. He thought it was strange just how quickly he'd gotten used to the doodles, like they'd always been there, under his skin.

He supposed James’s idea wasn't as bad as he thought it would be, initially. He found that, maybe, he already missed Leopold, and Lily's heart, and all the little pictures that served as proof that he was loved.

Eventually, he learned he didn't really need the pictures, though, because he had the people. People who still loved him even when there weren't strangely-ending rainbows and hearts on his hands to prove it.

They'd always been there. His people. He couldn't imagine a world where they wouldn't be. It was like imagining the earth without the sun. The sky without the stars. Unnatural. Cold.

The next morning, Mary and Marlene got to him first. A dimond and a broomsitck were the first things added to his arms, respectively. He thought it was incredible how quickly he'd grown to love so many people even when he never thought he could.

Maybe a younger version of him would be screaming that this could get back to his mother, somehow. That this would disappoint her. He could no longer find it in him to care. Because he had people who really loved him right here. Absolutely extatic that their little drawings came out so well.

His arms were always clean by the time he went to bed, but every day, he got to collect new doodles from all his favorite people.

It was always slightly different. Paw prints or sometimes footprints made their way down his arms. Sometimes, there were antlers or intricately drawn eyes. Sometimes, Peter would show off and draw something incredible that would have everyone else trying a little bit harder with their doodles that day.

Always, no matter how much room was left (be it a little or a lot), there was a heart from Lily. Always. A reminder. A promise. He was loved. By so many wonderful people. His real family loved him, and at the end of the day, that was everything. The only thing that mattered.

They surrounded him with warmth and love like it was the most natural thing in the world for them. Even if he could never be as open as Lily with her endless complements or as touchy as James with his soft hugs and quick kisses, he could learn to love and be loved more. In subtle ways that meant the world to the people who cared about him.

James takes every excuse to hold his hand, and Lily never misses a chance to tell him he's lovely. His friends throw themselves near him in piles and laugh until their lungs ache. His brother is with him again like he should be. Like that's the only way the universe will have it. There is love.

It doesn't matter if someday the only marking left on Regulus' arm was not drawn out of love. And it doesn't matter if the end of the story is not kind. If it is cold and unnatural like a sky without stars, because there was love.

And he can hope that his sacrifice will be enough to make up for his mistakes. He can hope that his final act will help shift the tides of the war, keep the people he loves safe. He can hope that his brother will forgive him if he ever leans the truth. He can hope that his life will leave an impact.

Because the end of the story is not what matters. The only thing that matters now is that the love he had at the start stays with him. It's proof he existed. That was his impact. No one final act of reckless heroics but infinite acts of courage and kindness and compassion that lead him to his people.

The end of the story doesn't matter, repeats like a mantra in Regulus head as water tries to wash away the marking on his arm one final time. The gray hands that grip him can take this mark. He never wanted it anyway, and he won't be sorry to see it go. The ones that matter will stay with him, always.

Beneath his skin. Burned into his heart. Keeping him warm even as cold water fills his lungs and makes him ache in such a familiar way. The harder it gets to think, the easier it is to convince himself that the pressure in his chest is just Lily sprawled across him on the couch. James told a supid joke. Now Regulus is laughing so hard he's running out of air. The moment the pressure eases up, Regulus will get him back.

And if the pressure never eases up, at least Regulus can be sure that he had love at the start, and he has love now. Always. Lily promised, and she's always right. The water can wash away all the ink it wants. Take his air and his life. It can think itself invincible. Because as long as stars burn in the sky, Regulus will be loved.

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Listen, ships are fun and all that, but I am always going to be a #1 Quackity fan first and foremost. I'm glad he called off the wedding. After taking care of Tallulah, Quackity realized he's not cut out for being a father, and when talking to Sophia, I think that further solidified his decision to cancel things because he realized he was doing the wedding for the wrong reasons.

Almost all of Quackity's characters, regardless of the universe, are very lonely people who seem to search for fulfillment through romantic relationships. Maybe this is his first step on the path of self-growth and self-development. I hope he's able to spend more time working on himself and developing his friendships on the Island.

[starry-nights12]

Ekko and Jinx sharing a workshop in the game is so fucking cute.

It's Firelight Jinx bc what else is new w/ me?🥴

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Jinx and Ekko are in their shared workshop. Her hair was pinned up in a braided bun as they worked on their latest invention.

Ekko is tapping his feet as Jinx is blasting rock on her record player. Meanwhile, Jinx bangs her head, dances in her seat, and lip singing while she works.

Sometimes she'll forgo her work and shoot up out of her chair to thrash around.  Even though he was trying not to get distracted, he couldn't restrain the smile from growing when she hugs him from behind.

She cupped his cheek to squish theirs together while she headbangs. Ekko chuckled as he gently pushed her face away with his gloved hand.

She proceeds to grab the back of his chair, starts shaking it, and then spun it around until he was face to face with her ludic grin.

She hop on one foot as she shredded an air guitar. She snatched his wrench and screwdriver from his table to use as drumsticks for her imaginary drums.

Ekko is biting his lower lip to contain his own grin as he watches her in amusement.

She holds his hands and starts pulling on them, swinging his arms around as she bounces to the beat. He guffaws and then eventually gives in to her antics.

They use the wrench as a microphone with rock and roll signs in the air, headbanging, and doing their own 2 person moshpit.

It brings them back to them being kids in their rooms at The Last Drop or Benzo's shop.

Vander or Benzo would have to tell them to turn the music down and then worry about how it'll affect their kid's hearing when they're older.

[souyogurt]

moar Jinx posting hehehe 🥰💖