#parallel universe arcane

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Found You Earlier

|| Parallel Powder x fem!reader

|| Warnings; season two episode 7 spoilers, reader crying, you choose what happened to reader, little dialogue, short drabble

|| Summary; when Powder finds reader crying, she listens to her struggles and brings comfort.

Requests closed!

Started; December 16th

Finished; December 16th

HurtCember2024; Day 12, Cry

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Powder spent all morning looking for you. She'd even asked around if any of the others had seen you. Mylo shrugged and said you were probably off causing trouble somewhere. She doubted that, though. Something in Powder's gut just felt off. As though something was wrong and she couldn't place what it was. Her immediate thought had been you, so she was desperately trying to find you.

She finally did. Though it took her a good amount of time. You'd gone off to your favourite spot, one where only Powder knew. It was nice. A place between Zaun and Piltover, it even had sun. Powder walked over to you, her hand resting to your shoulder. Startling you out of your thoughts as you desperately wipped away tears. You didn't want her to see you crying, after all. Powder had everyone else to worry about. She didn't need you too.

"Babe?" Powder frowned, settling herself down beside you. It wasn't often she saw you cry. In fact, she's sure she's never even seen it. She knew something had been wrong. Powder wished she had found you earlier.

"Hi.." you murmured. The quietest she'd ever heard you speak. Well, there's a few exceptions to that. Like, when you're really tired and just mumbling. Powder thinks its pretty cute when you do that- and now she's getting side tracked.

"Did something happen?" Powder asked, tone soft while she brushed a couple strands of your hair from your face. Her hand coming to rest between your jawline and cheek. Gently cupping your face to wipe away the remainder of your tears with her thumb.

Talking to Powder had always been easy to do. She was gentle, soft and kind. The only person you felt comfortable talking to with this sort of thing. It all came out. Everything that had been bothering you. Powder listened to your every word, nodding along occasionally to show she was still listening to you. Her arm wrapped around your shoulders, bringing you in close to her side. Her fingers combing your hair.

Powder gave you some comforting words, even advice if you needed it. Her words soothed your rushing mind. As though building the dam herself to stop your tears from flowing through. One of the many reasons you loved her. Powder would always be there to listen to you and provide the comfort you needed, the gesture a reminder that you were still loved. Even when somedays it felt like you weren't.

She was there; and she always would be.

[tampire]

"There is beauty in imperfections."

[hoopla-fleur]

“ 𝓜𝓲𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 „

song: Solitude - M83

[shangyang]

can i also just say i think it's really fucking poignant that jayce and viktor's arc is a very neat circle. like yes - the fact that it was always jayce and viktor, since viktor gives jayce the rune in every universe, and vis a vi the bootstrap paradox, that means jayce and viktor's love for jayce is the impetus for that action every damn time is one of those circular moments - but i mean in the way that their arc together begins with viktor pulling jayce back from the brink ("am i interrupting?") and ends with jayce pulling viktor from the brink. ("you were never broken, viktor.")

BUT MORE THAN THAT! the symmetry of their arc is beautiful. s1 is a showcase of the ways in which viktor does capitulate and move to accomodate jayce; he takes on jayce's dream, jayce's idea for hextech - and yes, viktor is an integral part to making hextech work, and his own dreams for a better future for zaun is a massive part in that too, i'm not trying to disregard that - and makes himself into jayce's shadow (in a way), allowing him to be the man of progress. certainly some of that is because viktor himself doesn't really want to have to be the man of progress, and seems like he could really care less about the politicking of it all, until it begins to affect his home and people in a more concrete sense, but the fact remains that viktor puts off his dreams of making life better in zaun for the proliferation of hextech in piltover - something which is more jayce's dream than it is viktor's. (i could get into how little of a shit i think viktor does give about piltover, but that's another post)

and s2 is jayce returning that sacrifice and regard. "i get it now. my place was always here, in the lab, with you." he violates the ethos - something jayce has been reluctant to do since he was first exiled - to bring viktor back to life after the explosion. he completely drops out from the council to try and bring viktor back. he gives up mel. gives up a life where he might have been known as the hero who stopped the machine herald and noxus both.

he chooses viktor! ("we do this together.") he gives himself up to viktor's wishes, whims, and dreams - not only through grasping the rune together with him at the very end, but also through taking on old man viktor's mission to stop himself and avert the apocalypse.

its love and legacy. and jayce, who wanted more than anything else to leave behind a legacy, gives that all up for viktor. what an arc! what a circle! for a show that so deliberately eschews perfect, pristine circles, i find that the existence of this one in the story is so meaningful.

[0m3n-0f-d3ath]

Otto and D3-C1 in Arcane

They’re wanted for bot fights

[swan2swan]

If you want to see Sad Sapphics breaking up in the darkness and rain before they've even started dating, you can watch Camp Cretaceous or you can watch Arcane. Same dish, different chefs, both delicious.

[vidding-is-my-passion]

Poor Jayce was not having the time of his life

[aperfecta]

not to arcane post on a tuesday evening but. like. he didn't even haggle

[jochesc]

After I finished watching ARCANE Season 2

This definitely altered my brain chemistry and one of all the best and the absolute jaw-dropping TV Show series that I've damned just watched.

To end myself for the deep grieving after watching ARCANE

I got bored and I thought of making jayce and viktor's playlist & powder and ekko's playlist - These songs are actually based on the algorithm of TikTok sounds used and ARCANE edits that were played.

ENJOY LISTENING TO MY PLAYLISTS !! ^^ <3

[eskamtrash]

Let's talk about Jayce's hammer glitching because I haven't seen anyone talk about it yet

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Ghosts Like That

|| Parallel Powder x fem!reader

|| Warnings; season two episode seven spoilers, reader has PTSD about the heist, descriptions of PTSD and anxiety, brief swearing, hurt/comfort/fluff

|| Summary; when reader finds herself back in memories she would rather forget, Powder helps her back to the present.

Requests closed!

Started; December 16th

Finished; December 17th

HurtCember2024; Day 14, Near Death

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It's been years since you nearly got caught in that explosion along with Vi. Years. You weren't even close to being over it. You'd almost died. That was... well, the closest thing to a near death experience you'd ever had. It was terrifying. You were just a kid. It still haunted you in your dreams. Seared into your mind as though it had just happened in the present moment. Ghosts like that never really leave.

You'd been up working in your girlfriend's workshop. She often let you tinker with the bits she wasn't going to use. Who was she to stop a creative mind, after all? You caught a flicker of a blue flash from a spark and suddenly you were back in that fancy piltover workshop. Your breathing picked up, the sound of an explosion ringing between your ears. Your eyes teared up and you cupped the side of your head. Screaming to get out the overstimulation you were feeling. Or, at least trying to get it out. Your whole body buzzed with phantom pain. A jitter to your bones you couldn't quite shake.

Powder had just gotten home after visiting with Vander and Silco at the bar. Humming happily to herself. Until your scream cut through the air. Panic flared inside her chest, adrenaline spiking. She burst the door open so fast she was shocked it didn't go flying. Her heart sank at the sight of you; her legs moving before her mind could catch up. In no time at all, she had you in her arms. Cradling you. Holding you close with care. Fearing to make it worse.

"Shh, shh, you're okay. Just breathe. You're at the workshop. Breathe. Feel the seat under you," Powder tried desperately to ground you. It wasn't her first time handling the PTSD you had. She'd come to learn your triggers and the methods that helped calm you.

You could faintly hear your girlfriend talking. But you couldn't see her. Not- her her, anyway. You saw little Powder. The workshop. Little Powder trying to talk to you and ease you through it. This- wasn't how the memory went. The realization of that is what helped you to start grounding yourself. Slowly, the fancy workshop around you faded. Replaced with the familiar one you'd grown to find comfort in. The colours. The work bench. The art work on the walls that was a combination of both yours and Powder's drawings. Heck, even Mylo got around to sticking one up of himself. It was terribly drawn and you couldn't help but chuckle looking at. Even in your state.

Powder looked down at you, following your eyes to the picture Mylo had put up recently. She smirked, her thumb brushing your arm," Mylo isn't the best artist in the world, is he?" Powder asked. Hoping the picture would make for the perfect distraction for you.

You shook your head, leaning into her chest," no. I've seen better drawings from kids," you laughed. Powder eased at the sound. You were laughing, that was a good sign. Even if it was at Mylo's expense.

"Yeah, I can't tell if that's supposed to be his arm or his head," Powder pointed to the art. Squinting her eyes to get a better look. Maybe it was a blaster of some sort? Fuck if she knew.

"Pfft, he looks more like a spider than a Mylo," you smirked at your own comment. Powder burst out laughing, nodding in agreement to you. He did, didn't he? He could have presented the drawing as a spider and she would have fully believed it.

Powder's eyes focused back on you. Her expression softened, admiring the little crinkle next to your eye. Caused by the smile on your lips. You turned around pretty quickly this time. Maybe that was a sign of it getting better? Powder sure hoped so. She didn't like seeing you in pain, "How you feeling?" She asked, being careful not to trigger you again.

"Better," you murmured. Snuggling up to your girlfriend in the chair. Eyes still on Mylo's picture. Who knew a poorly drawn Mylo would have been what helped calm you down?

"Good," Powder gave you a gentle kiss. Your lips moving against hers in slow, practiced movements. The last of the memory fading from your mind. Hoping that it wouldn't be back any time soon.

[theskyexists]

They could have done something really cool with Vi dying in the parallel universe. They could have included a shot of Jayce and... Caitlyn. I believe she was also in that hallway when the hextech exploded. Seeing an undercity kid dead due to her family's patronage, a kid her age, and the sister out of her mind with grief. Wouldn't that have shaped Caitlyn's outlook? As it seems to have shaped Cassandra's outlook afterwards? Maybe influenced by an affected Caitlyn. Especially since Caitlyn then is likely further tutored by a surviving Grayson on friendly terms with Vander and even Silco

Narratively it would simply have done something neat for the caitvi romance - making explicit the tragedy of them never meeting - but also the echo of Vi, even in death, shaping Caitlyn's view of the Undercity and its people and speaking to her empathy and power with her humanity and the tragedy of her life

[lisi-eve]

do you think Viktor had to calm Jayce down sometimes after being in the alternate universe like how Katniss had to reassure Peeta that his life was real after being hijacked in the Capitol

[herpderpingest]

The best thing about any fandom that incorporates the concept of infinite parallel universes is that it means that all of the fanfic for that fandom is canon.

All of it.

Even the really deranged shit. ❤️❤️❤️

[persefhonesworld]

Havia os sonhos, tão doces quanto qualquer doce que comerá em toda a sua vida.

Na maioria das vezes eram antigas canções de amor que sua mãe cantava pela casa ou canções de ninar de Powder e sempre acompanhada por uma frágil risada infantil.

Mas o seu preferido que repetia por várias noites eram o com a sua amada Jinx, que fazia sua aparição com os longos cabelos cobalto soltos e espalhando por suas costas fazendo uma proteção os pequeno corpo que ninava.

- Querida... O que houve? _ essa pergunta vinha acompanhada com as sua reações favoritas.

Jinx para de cantar, balança Isha levemente em seus braços e soltar um risada quase imperceptível a todos menos a Ekko.

- Ela queria ficar a noite toda acordada na oficina... fico pensando a quem ela puxou?_ uma pequena risada dessa vez menos discreta _ Talvez a um certo garoto salvador? Hum?

Quando tinha controle total do sonho Ekko ficava parado, evitando chegar muito perto das mulheres de sua vida. Adorava observar os bracinhos roliços de Isha e escutar sua respiração. A mão de Jinx passando entre os cachos castanhos esverdeados e novamente a canção de ninar.

Seus movimentos mais ousados era se sentar na cama de casal, fechar os olhos com força e abraçar as duas, sentindo os seus corpos formando uma unidade e seus cheiros se misturado. Mas se abrisse os olhos o rosto de Jinx ficava mais pálido e os olhos assustado brilhavam com lágrimas. E Isha ficava mas sangrenta nas suas mãos, seus olhos brilhavam de medo e agonia e seus lábios se abriam para gritar mais nada saia.

E outro dia começava no reino dos vivos.

Ps: é a primeira vez que uso giz pastel oleoso

[mayorworthy]

incredible. even through the arcane finale and the glorious jayvik conclusion, still my house md fixation persists. what the fuck