#vander and his four kids

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Right Where You Left Me

It always ended up back here.

You sat in a corner of the Last Drop, staring at the end of the table like waiting for someone. You always were waiting.

People would pass by and they would murmur, some who knew who you are from before, and some who didn’t and got the same old story.

“What’s up with pouty over there?” Your ears twitched as you heard some man whisper to the bar keep. The man behind the bar gave the man a glare, the only one in the Drop with seemingly an ounce of sympathy.

Before he could pound some sense into the man’s head, a woman at the bar interrupted.

“Dunno. Comes in here and just sits there.” The woman stated, giving you a once over as you stared at the door for a certain blunette you know a life time ago.

Waiting for four other kids to pile in after her, taking up space in your booth as they slid in, Powder talking your ear off as she took your Shirley temple to finish off like always.

It just sat in front of you now, untouched like all the times before.

You didn’t hear Vi chastise Powder to slow down as she gobbled it down, didn’t hear Mylo and Claggor and didn’t feel the table rattle as they bumped it from their wrestling.

Somewhere in the back of your mind you could hear Ekko and how the tools on his belt jingled as he moved, slipping through the bar and Vanders laugh as he warned the boy to slow down.

“Gonna end up steppin’ on you soon enough, Ekko.” The man would say even if he was always careful not to.

You almost heard Ekkos laugh paired with Powder beckoning him over to share his own drink with her.

Time stood still, nothing changed, nothing happened.

Right where you were left behind.

There were no more laughs, no more bickering and no more shared Shirley temples under the limelight of the bar as a song Powder chose time and time again played while Mylo would complain.

You did always catch him mumbling the lyrics to himself.

“Think she was one of Vanders.” The woman finished off.

You pushed out of your seat with a rattle, getting out of the bar as quickly as possible to leave the memories behind.

You couldn’t remain frozen in time.

But the Shirley Temple, the laughs, the echos of the past would always keep you there.

[mx-pastelwriting]

Move Over

Vander x GN! Reader

Summary: The kids asking if they can spend the night in you and Vander's bed.

Warnings: Established Relationship, Domestic, Fluff, Cuddles & Snuggles

Waking to the noise of feet running down the hall with pitched voices hushing each other, the creek of your shared bedroom door added to the mix. Sitting up, turning on the light next to you shows all four of the kids standing in the door frame, all dressed in nightwear, some hugging stuffed toys.

"What are you guys doing? What's wrong?" You say sleepily to the nervous children. "Can we sleep in bed with you?" Vi speaks up for the group.

"We got scared," Powder says next, softening your heart further. Just as you nodded, Vander wakens, but it was too late for his say as they all climbed in. "What?" Vander asks confusedly, but the kids tuck themselves in, the girls cozying up to you while the boys nearly push Vander out of his bed.

Already planning the morning out, knowing you'll need to make Vander a big steaming pot of coffee, maybe even running the last drop for the first hour to let him sleep in without the kids, of course.

Just as they fell asleep, Vander sat up, seeing the labyrinth that is his bed. Hearing him sigh loudly, which received a shush from Mylo. Accepting defeat, hearing the bed creek as he lay back down, pulling the covers over the kids before cuddling them close.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

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[archangeldyke-all]

Ciao amore, just finished writing down an idea for fake hating with sevika. Not fake dating- fake hating. Sevika and reader being all like enemies in public, but then behind closed doors 🤭🤭

Would love to see you do something with this as well bc I know your take is just gonna be 😚🤌🏽 chefs kiss good fr

I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS

men and minors dni

'the last drop' and 'the eye of zaun' have been in a feud for years.

one is owned by vander, one is owned by silco. they've been trying to put each other out of business since their bitter divorce five years ago. the two bars sit across the street from one another, and the owners live in the apartments on top, their four children swapping homes every week.

a lot of locals take the feud really seriously-- there are frequent brawls in the middle of the street when patrons cross paths. vander's customers are all 'old farts', and silco's are all 'trendy punks,' so there's always some kind of issue that's got both bars up in arms and upset.

you try not to get involved. you just keep your head down, wipe down tables, and collect tips.

if you'd known that the man interviewing you was in some kind of lifelong psycho-sexual feud with his ex-husband, you wouldn't have taken the fucking job-- but here you are.

the door to the last drop slams open and you jump, turning around to watch vander storm into the bar. "i'm gonna fuckin' kill him!" he shouts.

at the bar where she's eating maraschino cherries by the handful, jinx scoffs. "you say that every day, pops."

"you tell your father that if he ever tries to steal my fucking cocktail napkins again i'll strangle him." vander huffs. then he turns, and points at you. "rookie." he grunts.

you roll your eyes. "yeah?"

"go across the street and steal all their toilet paper. jinx, go with her."

"i got homework, pops!" jinx groans, desperate for any reason to get out of her dads' constant scheming.

"fine, go alone. take it all!" he demands.

you just shrug and prop your broom up, happy to have a reason to take a break. you'll take a roll or two, but leave enough for the customers to wipe their asses. you're not a monster.

sneaking into the eye of the city is easy, thieram gives just as many fucks about the feud as you do-- which is none. you grab a trashbag from the janitor's closet, then head into the womens' room, ready to begin your thievery.

you get about three rolls in your trash bag before the door swings open, and sevika bursts into laughter.

"what're you doing?" she asks.

you smile from where you're breaking into the next toilet paper dispenser. "you guys stole our napkins? so we're taking your toilet paper. don't worry, i left the stash in the janitor's closet there for you." you say.

sevika snorts and flicks the bolt on the women's room, helping you off the ground and pulling her in your arms. "hey, baby." she greets.

you smile and kiss her lips. "hi, sev." you whisper.

"it's gonna be a long fucking night for us. it's their anniversary." she says.

you groan, burying your head against your girlfriend's shoulder.

you didn't mean to fall in love with your should-be nemisis, what with sevika being silco's bartender and you being vander's. but-- neither of you have any personal stakes in the beef, and your attraction was impossible to deny, and one night as the two of you were trying to impress your respective bosses by shit talking one another, you ended up charming each other, making one another laugh at the insults you threw either way-- and by the time your bosses were leaving to pick the kids up from their after school activities, you and sevika were exchanging numbers.

and now, you're in love, and you're trying your very best not to let anyone know.

"it's surprising that the kids are all so well-adjusted given how stupid their dads are." you mumble. sevika laughs.

"you crashing at mine after work tonight or should i go to yours?"

"depends on what you want for dinner. yours is closer to that chinese place, but we could get italian if we go to mine."

"ooh, fuck, pasta sounds so fucking good. let's go to yours." sevika says. you smile and kiss her lips.

"sounds like a date, baby." you giggle.

just as you're about to leave her arms and head to the men's room to complete your stealth mission, the handle starts to rattle.

"who is it?" sevika calls, panicked.

"i gotta pee!" jinx calls through the door.

"it's not your week here!" sevika screams. she looks at you with a wild expression, both of you trying to figure out an alibi to explain toe jinx why you're locked in a bathroom together.

"pops ran outta cherries so i came here for more. lemme in!" she squeals.

sevika huffs, shrugs helplessly, kisses your cheek, then throws you over her shoulder. you yelp, and start struggling in her grasp.

she throws the door open and glares down at jinx. "i caught this rat spying on the last drop! stealing all our toilet paper!" she growls, jostling you on her shoulder. you muffle your giggles with your hand.

"lemme go you asshole!" you whine, wiggling in her arms, pinching her ass a bit. she jumps, and you bite back your grin.

"ugh, i don't care!" jinx whines. "get outta my way, i gotta go!" she shoves sevika to the side, then runs into the bathroom.

sevika sets you back down in the center of the bar.

"quick thinking." you giggle. sevika's still blushing from the pinch you'd gotten in on her ass, and you kiss her pink cheek. "see you later, baby." you whisper just as silco pushes into the bar.

you jump away from sevika, sprinting out of the bar like you're making a great getaway, and she chases after you, screaming to silco about your horrible theft.

vander berates you for only managing to steal three rolls, but you smile for the rest of the night.

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[xoxo-honeyy]

wake-up call

^ he's such a scrumptious dilf, jus' wanna eat him up

summary: you wake up to strange noises coming from the bathroom and decide to go investigate. when you open the door, you find vander in a very compromising position...

warnings: afab reader, unprotected vaginal sex (don't be silly wrap your willy), cuddle fucking, dom!vander, sub!reader, tried very hard not to describe readers looks (implied chubby reader? kind of), somewhat of a size kink? (blink and you'll miss), male masturbation, use of pet names (princess, love), cockwarming, barely proofread, reader walks vander like a dog, smut that ends in fluff. reader is a stressed out mama, porn with little plot, please let me know if I've missed anything!

author's note: so i wanted to write a somno fic with vander but i didn't really know how to go about it so here's this mess that i don't know what to do with! this is also crossposted on ao3 at xoxo_honey!

wc: 1.6k

It had been a long day at work. Fights needed to be broken up, various repairs had to be made, and one of the beer taps broke which made business go a lot slower than usual. All of this caused Vander to come home a lot later than he usually did which put him in a bad mood.

All day while he was at work, Vander couldn't stop thinking about you. your soft touch. The way your plush body slotted perfectly against his. How you curled up against him this morning when he tried to get out of bed. the way your tight cunt wrapped around his cock so perfectly the night before, drowning him in orgasmic bliss. And all day he was trying desperately to force those thoughts away to avoid any awkward boner situations with his customers. but, towards the end of the night, his nasty thoughts came back in full force and flooded his head with a lust-filled haze. 

So when he got home, Vander already had two strikes against him. He was grumpy and sporting a half-hard cock. 

He unlocked the front door and closed it behind him. He quietly crept past the kids' room and made his way into your shared bed where you were snoring softly. 

Today hasn't been much better for you either. It was your day off of work so you decided to take the kids around the undercity and entertain them with the various light shows and firework displays. What a terrible idea. Not only were all of the children extremely giddy to spend the day with you, but they also made pancakes loaded with sugar and syrup to get them extra hyper. 

So, your day consisted of carting four restless, sugar-high kids around the Undercity, but you were also running on little to no sleep thanks to Vander and his outrageous libido.

When it was time to get back to your dingy little apartment, the five of you were exhausted and decided to go to bed early. 

Unlucky for you, a horny and cranky Vander had just laid down right next to you. The neon lights shone in through the moth-eaten curtains of your bedroom and cast a dim glow over your sleeping form, outlining the plump curve of your breasts and highlighting the gorgeous planes of your face. Which really wasn't helping Vanders...situation at all.

Deciding that he needed to relieve himself before getting a good night's sleep, Vander moved to get back up from the comfort of your shared bed and made his way to the bathroom. 

It had been a while since he needed to jerk off. Trying to remember how exactly he used to do it before you came along, his mind started to wander to different pictures of you. Vander could only remember your lips wrapped around the base of his cock while his tip repeatedly hit the back of your throat making you gag and moan around him.

Fuck.

The soft clinking of his belt becoming undone filled the muggy air of the cramped bathroom. Vander moved his pants and boxer down so they hung low on his waist, exposing just enough so his girthy dick was able to spring free from its confines. 

He spit on the palm of his large hand and wrapped it around his shaft, slowly moving it up and down. The rough calluses on his palm only served as a reminder of your soft one stroking his cock, finding different ways to tease him and make him cum. he moved his hand back up his penis and made contact with his leaking tip. His thumb moved back and forth over the slit and more pre-cum spilled down his length.

No longer able to control the noises coming out of his mouth, Vander bit down on a wad of his shirt. But this only helped stifle the sounds to a certain extent.

Down the hall in your bedroom, you were awakened out of your stupor because of strange noises coming from the bathroom. worried that one of the kids was sick, or god forbid, there was an intruder in the house, you decided to get out of bed and go investigate.

As you made your way down the hall, the noises became clearer and they were similar to the noises you heard during previous nights. You immediately knew who was in the bathroom.

You opened the door and found Vander hunched over with his hard cock in his fist, with his balled-up shirt in his mouth. 

Now Vander had three strikes against him. He got caught and was still horny, but his bad mood lessened upon seeing your beautiful face. 

Immediately Vander moved to pull his pants up while fumbling over his words trying to come up with an adequate explanation as to what exactly he was doing. 

You quickly cut him off, "What are you doing?" a slight smirk played at your lips. You knew exactly what he was doing.

"M sorry princess, didn't mean to wake you." He avoided the question.

Stepping closer to him you responded in a soft, sultry, whisper, "That's not what I asked."

Stopping his actions, you took his erect tip into your hands and started stroking him. Repeating the same motions he was doing just moments before. He immediately let out a guttural moan and you stopped your teasing movements. 

You turned your back to him and walked out of the bathroom knowing full well he was hot on your trail. 

The two of you made it into your bed and laid down, but Vander was confused, "What are you doing love?" 

Not responding, you simply pulled down your cotton pajama shorts along with your thin panties with a noticeable damp spot in the center and rolled over so your back was pressed up against his broad chest.

"'M tired Vander." You explained, "Don't feel like doing anything." 

But there was an underlying message that Vander had not yet caught onto.

You gave him a moment to think, and when his eyes brightened, you knew he had figured it out. 

Slowly, Vander moved impossibly closer to you and moved two of his thick fingers to your heat. the digits moved at a tantalizing pace, up and down your folds to work you up for his girthy cock. Your slick was dripping around his fingers and when he pushed one in, it came out soaking.

Letting out a whimper, you started to rut your hips against his hands in hopes to relieve the ache in your core. 

Vander only chuckled and whispered, "All you gotta do is ask princess. I don't know what you want if you don't tell me."

Broken words tumbled from your lips, "Please, wan' your cock."

"Where do you want it? your mouth?" He responded knowing full well exactly where you wanted it.

You couldn't wait anymore, "Want it 'n my pussy."

Deciding that you had enough, Vander finally gave you what you wanted. He slipped his hefty dick into your tight, wet heat. Each time you had sex, it took you a few moments to adjust to the sheer size of him because he was just so big. the two of you sighed a breath of relief, hours of wanting and lust-filled brains had rendered you both into horny teenagers. Vander's large arms wrapped around your waist so he was holding you firm into his body. The embrace pouring love and protectiveness through your very being.

After you had gotten re-used to his impressive girth, Vander started to lightly thrust in and out of your core. His movements were more akin to grinding than thrusting but he was too tired to fully complete his movements. His hand moved down to your red, needy clit and started rubbing tight circles on the bundle of nerves. 

As a small form of punishment, Vander lightly slapped your swollen clit a number of times until tears formed in your eyes. stopping the harsh movement, he started gently tugging at your button until breathy moans fell from your lips. 

The added movement of his fingers combined with his dick repeatedly hitting your cervix, you felt your stomach clenching and your thighs shaking, a sign of your impending orgasm. Letting out a series of high-pitched moans you shoved your face into the pillow and bit down on it. 

Vander's hips faltered and the hand that was tugging at your clit started lightly quivering. He was also close. revived with newfound energy to finish the two of you off, Vander's thrusts became more powerful. The sound of skin slapping reverberated around the room.

Suddenly your mind went blank, the only feeling you were capable of discerning was pleasure as your orgasm rolled over you and took over your entire nervous system.

Sensing that Vander was at the precipice of his imminent orgasm, you decided to help him out by meeting his harsh thrusts by grinding your hips back onto his, overstimulation be damned.

It was all too much for him. The clenching of your cunt, the way you wrapped so perfectly around his cock, the feeling of your soft body safe in his arms. His seed spilled into you filling you up with warm, gooey liquid, the familiar sensation was oddly comforting. 

You removed the pillow case from your teeth and took in lungfuls of the cool night air. Vander massaged your waist and hips to get rid of any potential bruising and whispered into your sweaty skin, "Maybe I should wake you up like that more often."

Laughter bubbled up your throat and reached Vander's ears.

"M extra tired now." You sighed, thinking of all the things you had to get done in the morning.

Vander, already knowing the amount of work you had piled on your desk suggested, "Why don't you take the day off tomorrow? The six of us could have a spa day or something?"

Leaning your head against his sweaty chest you closed your eyes and smiled, "Yeah, I think I'd like that."

hope you guys liked this, i had sm fun writing it! this is also cross-posted on ao3 at xoxo_honey, the link is in my pinned post!

[thatneoncrisis]

Curious about your issues with the show!! I have my own ofc but always interested In more opinions

spoilers for like. all of the show el oh el

its hard for me to like. properly articulate on the fly but i think its primarily 1. a show that is genuinely trying to build a complicated structure out of the rusted metal and twigs that makes up LoL lore that gets overhauled every like, four years, so often times it feels like a character in arcane will get hard shafted out of a natural arc so they end up where they "should be" in accordance to their league counterpart.

strongest example i have off the dome is violet, where i think in act 1 of arcane shes a really intriguing and well crafted character whos sympathetic and has goals and values you can follow. and then they shunt her off to prison during the time skip and when she comes out shes like. everything she does from that point on just feels Tilted it feels like they gutted out all the parts that would have gotten me from A to Z wrt her going from scrappy kid in the lanes whos like. direct causes of terror and unhappiness in life were from enforcer. to a bitch who joins the enforcers. and its not that i dont think that turnaround is possible, i just dont think they articulated it well with such a truncated amount of episodes split between so many subplots

and then my main Thing 2. uuuh. this is more of like my own issues with this kind of story telling in general rather than an arcane specific issue that i will codify as "liberal progressives attempt to Both Sides the issue of apartheid in their magic story." the creators of the show emphasized that they wanted each character to be morally grey, differnt shades to them and the motivations contextualizing their actions. which is like, fair enough thats just good character writing but i dont think theyre particularly. great at that. especially when trying to marry it to my earlier point about how certain characters essentially have to invert to become their league analogs in some sense. also someone like ekko? not grey. hes just right? he doesnt fuck with enforcers and he doesnt fuck with the kingpin flooding the lanes with shimmer, he just wants to help the people suffering the most. stand up dude.

theres a lot of different levels to which this clashing between intent and execution falls flat for me in arcane but the one ill get into now is silco and vander. from an objective view its a classic story of two close brothers in arms driven apart by ideology/circumstance, weve seen it with professor xavier and magneto, it also reminded me of tchalla and killmonger although they dont have the childhood friends aspect going for them. but the point is its not like a unique idea. two people want to change the world for the better, one of them starts killing civilians about it, the first guy is like hey! maybe dont do that! epic fall out ensues.

and the story is cognizant of the fact that silco IS an antagonist: not just in the sense that he is opposing our protagonists goals, he sold out the children to the enforcers in the first act, he released shimmer onto zaun and keeps a stranglehold on the city with his circle of chem barons like he fucking sucks. and the whole time im watching im noting how his methods to "free zaun" are like, THE thing destroying it. the streets are rampant with nameless mutated homeless people hooked on shimmer he is directly responsible for. and i was kind of waiting for like. a shift within his circle. if that makes sense. obviously people like violet and ekko and caitlyn dont like him but they never did they dont have to be convinced, but to have someone who initially put all their trust into him as the guy to bring zaun into glory and then slowly have to reckon with the fact theyve propped up a mad man who has prioritized power in himself over the initial goal of liberating the city would have whipped ass.

and then it just didnt happen. theres this fascinating thing going on with silco where hes talking mad shit about the likes of vander, oh hes too softhearted, he will never do what it takes to truly ensure the safety and freedom of the lanes bc he cares too much about his damn babies. and then silco finds himself as caretaker of one of those babies. the show meticulously shows me how he cares for her, he softens for her, he lets her tinker in her silly cave all day and blow up cops with harley quinn bombs. so we have three main things to keep in mind with silco:

his primary stated goal is to free zaun from piltovers repressive rule.

his shimmer production is one of if not The thing actively destroying the lanes

he now has Baby, whos safety has become a growing priority for him.

this culminating in the finale where he is presented with the opportunity to hand her over to the authorities in exchange for zauns independence. now THIS could have been a really interesting internal dilemma for him. he is now faced with the exact choice that led vander to becoming "weak" in his eyes. whats one girls life in exchange for his dream finally becoming a reality. but its also an impossible thing to ask because thats his Daughter. so now hes risking scrutiny from his underlings for being wishy washy. ooh intrigue mystery. youd really need some time to steep on his agonies and what hes really willing to prioritizeat this point in his life

and then none of that happens bc hes immediately kidnapped and shot and never has to seriously consider it. he never has to SACRIFICE he always just. has everything he wants. forever. until he dies. powerful chem baron running the show with his army of teen supersoldiers.

another route i considered them being able to do is something more focused on him and sevika. she left vander to join his cause specifically bc she thought vander was weak. as his right hand, she would do anything for silco, including literally giving up her fucking arm when she saved him from the blast in act one. timeskip, now we see she has a fun new mech arm powered by silcos own shimmer, which we are shown the side effects of time and time again. i thought this was leaning into a metaphor about how her emotional dependence on him and his cause was being represented by a chemical dependence on shimmer. like its destroying her physically and mentally but she NEEDS it to work out to know it wasnt all for nothing so shell put up with whatever sketchy bullshit hes got going on, the ends justify the means. and we get like six detailed shots of shimmer being pumped directly into her body i thought for sure they were gonna be like oh this is fucking killing her, like a compound v situation

but shes like. fine. theres no side effects besides a cool scar. shes chilling.

i also thought her antagonistic dynamic with jinx was going somewhere. like if sevika noticed that silco was putting her above what needed to be done for the sake of liberating zaun, and noticing how it mirrored how vander became "weak" and getting that much more pissed about playing second fiddle to a 17 year old. like imagine you get that whole scene where sevika makes it look like shes gonna execute silco, then murders the chem baron who asked her to do it because she trusts him THAT much, then later she hears about jayce's offer to silco and sees him GENUINELY considering leaving the offer on the table JUST for jinx. sorry if i was her id snap. id go crazy id start a coup.

so basically what im saying is. lotta different options to make the characters richer and more grey as they struggle with what they really care about. but the story just kind of shuffles past them and then insists that the bonds were there the whole time you guys jinx and sevika are totally besties now shes a symbol of zaun <3

[kitty-kitty-boomba]

Hi Honey! Welcome home!

omogomgomgomgomg-

AMAB! Sevika x Reader- BUT IN REVERSE

JUST HEAR ME OUT-

Also- this shit is long as hell. Like, I'm actually so sorry. P.S- I ran out of steam after I explain the situation, so respectfully? Writing is a tinie bit trash- But just a little! Also, no rlly proof-read sorryyyy

18+! MDNI

Please enjoy and let me know your thoughts!

Sevika and you have been married for four years now- and today would be your anniversary. You were actually celebrating being together for 10 yrs, your argument being that knowing each other as friends still counts. Sevika didn't care so as long as she had you, so she was all gun-ho for whatever you wanted as long as she got her "alone" time with you. Point is, you been planning for this day a lot. Like- for two weeks straight- a lot. Honestly, planning has never been this hard for you. Which is funny, because planning a wedding and the fattest after-party is no joke. For other people, what you were doing is arguably too much. But there is no such thing when it comes to your lil' mamma [i'm srry].

To break it down, you were going to spoil her like she spoils you. And thanks to her Ovulation days starting right in the first two days before the anniversary- you weren't going to have an issue fucking her stupid and taking charge for the night. That was your ultimate goal out of everything- but nobody knew that but you. [lies- Sevika knows. we'll get back to that.]

1st: You would start with Breakfast in bed and kisses. Give a massage if she likes. Really just seduce her, and mayybe give her a baby edible so she's near putty because otherwise, she'd spoil it for herself. After she got her mandatory cuddle session, you'd tell her you have to give your mom something. You'd send her off to hang with the kids a bit before stealing her- promising you wouldn't pass 5 o'clock because duh.

2nd: Literally everything else.

Thankfully, the two weeks was just you trying to see what Sevika wanted as a meal and not you picking out a theme to decorate with. Decoration was easy: Dim lighting via the fancy light switches you had Sevika install years ago, fake rose petals, real roses for the vases, regular candles for the dinning table, and a few vanilla scented candles for the bedroom. [your like for vanilla rubbed off on her. you didn't want kill more roses. you love roses, you like flowers in ur in vases and said vases are empty. you will be too busy fucking, you aren't burning the house down with candles]

Sevika- like the little shit she is- tried her damnedest to distract you from your spoiling mission, because of course she is. She acted all seductive and fucked you anywhere-anytime so you'd forget about whatever you had planned. The only way you got your answer was letting her fuck you until she collapsed. She could barley think straight, and while you weren't any better, you mumbled the ask just for her to say the dish you both have been eyeing for a while. You figured she'd want that, but you still wanted to make sure.

Secretly- at least that's what you thought, we'll get 2 that too- You shopped all the ingredients for it two days before. [You hid it in the Last Drop's fridge for a day before taking it back home. Vander, Silco, and Ran were Angels- Helping you by getting the kids to not mention the weird selection of groceries and keeping Sevika from opening it herself]

You also planned to get the homemade chocolate from her grandma's, Amelia: Yours and Sevika's favorite sweets of all time.

The last thing was dress up, which again, also wasn't hard. Sevika always dressed nice because she knows how much the little things mean to you. It was you who was freaking out on what to wear. You took to your mom, asking to get dressed at her house because you were worried Sevika would find the clothes. You wouldn't be wearing them long, but this was a semi-surprise so you were doing the grand reveal bit. You were torn between a dress like usual, or spicing things up and surprising your wife by matching her style a bit and wearing a suit. Ultimately- your mom silenced your worries by saying that Sevika would love to see you with a tailored suit on. She got you one as her anniversary gift. You just about cried.

3rd: Execute said planned and get fucked. That's it. Your not sure way you wrote that in the list- that's something that's literally impossible to not do with Sevika as your wife... But who cares?

During the planning, you were buttering Sevika up. From high-end Whiskey and Scotch, to flowers and chocolate, you were laying it on thick. You know it takes Sevika a minute to warm up to pampering- even if the minute was just her trying to distract you- so you happily continued and waited until she gave you nothing but a whine when you dissolved her into putty.

On the night before though- you had a mini-break down.

You did a facetime call with Amelia and your mom, out on your balcony trying to stop tearing up and keep your voice down as you voiced how nervous you were. Would the food come out good? Would it even come out at all? Would you burn it- or maybe do something else to mess it up? Could you even decorate and get dressed in time? Did you have to do hair, make up, and clothes before hand to cut down time? What if you sweat it all of or smell like steak! What if-!

They silence you quickly. They're helping you with the little things, so why not a bit more? They don't have nothing important for that day besides sending little gifts with you. So, you all agree to take a job. The food is meant to be cooked closer to when Sevika expected to be home, but if you got nervous, you could cook and Amelia would bud if you needed her and put everything in the oven to keep them fresh until they had to leave. Your mom would help decorate if necessary, and your hair will be the first thing done and pinned up in pin-curls so it would beautiful after you get dressed. Easy peasy- and if not- they'll make it happen for their favorite girl.

That helped more than you could ever say, and you slept real nice that night thanking the powers that the sleep aids you gave Sevika kept her sleepy so she wouldn't spoil anything. Little did you know, they weren't working for you.

Sevika had both them, Vander, Silco, and Ran recruited to keep you thinking you were being slick. She tricked you and picked the dish you wanted almost since the month started because she wanted you to enjoy the meal too- plus, that steak looked freaking amazing in the cookbook picture. The whole resistance to your pampering was Sevika being her beautiful self. She allows tons of things, but that type of love is hard for her to receive. So on top of watching you, she pampered you her own way by loving on you a lot more and giving you cash to spend. You kept saying you don't need it, but that shy smile and the blush blooming all over you was more than enough to keep it coming.

The smug sex-distraction part was improvised at first, because there was no way she could keep her hands off you for more than two seconds. But after it became clear it was working- Who is she to not take advantage?

So, as you planned- she planned.

She'd let you take it away, whatever decore you wanted, and anything else. She felt a bit bad for going behind your back after you spent time trying to make things perfect, so she transferred money into you account everyday and kept saying it was her "early anniversary gift". She didn't hear the conversation, but they called and told her the morning of that you were very excited, aka their way of saying her poor baby is stressed out. She was ready to tell everyone to spill the beans- but after all you've done, she really wanted to treat you.

And treat you she did.

Come the morning of, she lets do your thing, it was hard not too.

But after you do your whole spiel and send her off- both plans go into motion.

She did her everything shower, oiled up, and scented herself to the gods with that smokey, musky, amber/vanilla date-night scent you adore on her. After, she went to The Last Drop. Ran did Sevika's hair, nails [prosthetic too], and makeup, shit-talking and drinking with their best friend to calm her nerves. They even helped attach the new "skin" Sevika made for her arm, The smooth arm-like copper remined them of the one she made for her wedding day, just a bit less ornate. This is the most she's done since her wedding day, and a part of her felt completely ridiculous because she's long since forgotten how getting extra dressy felt. She doesn't understand what's become of her right now, but she feels to giddy to crush her sparking confidence- these red little almond nails looked too good.

She looked too good. If she says so herself.

Silco kept the kids upstairs with cartoon and an excessive amount of Amelia's chocolates- so it was up to Vander and Ran to keep that fire going and have their friend strut her shit for her special day. The eggs are taking over though, because while they give her a pep-talk that woman is thinking of all the positions to get that baby [lil' shit] that you've both wanted desperately [as of two months now].

A once over and Ran sends her off, telling another crappy joke and telling her not to forget to fluff her hair after she takes the rollers out. Sevika had two cups a liquid audacity that was more than enough to have her strutting the streets with her silk scarf covered head and her painted face. Everyone is looking at her in awe- only looking away when they realize that they're not worthy. If you were here with her, you'd stare at whoever even dared to look at her extremely wrong. She laughs to herself at that, causing some to flinch and scurry back to their little corner.

Because she timed it [and cus Amelia told her so], she went home to cook her gal a meal with an extra dessert planned...

She's shocked when the food comes banger and smells absolutely devine. You would love this, you'd be so proud- that's what she muses with, and her cunt certainly agrees if that clench was anything to go by. When she finishes frosting the cake, your mom calls her, letting her know that your dress and on your way. She laugh too herself for a good 2 mins, the idea of you dress up and fighting the steak hilarious to her. Thanking her for the heads-up, Sevika ends the call -covers the cake- and puts on the lace number, her thigh-highs and garter, and the dress.

Yes. A dress.

And fuck did she look smoking.

She did a once-over and applied more lipstick and perfume, before speeding back to the kitchen to grab the fancy bucket Silco gifted her on her wedding day. The champagne and towel looked professional, and she's three steps away from the table to finish setting it-

Then the door jingles.

She's about cumbusts right there on the damn spot [get it? I'm srry again]. Almost tossing the thing on the table and throwing herself to you- but she rehearsed this- she knows what to do.

Fucking focus Sevika Lanes!

You open the door and drop both the keys and chocolate on the little table by the door. She sauntered over so fucking proud, a nervous flash making your diamond nibble her lips before letting go. A sultry tone nearly silence by your horniess.

"Welcome home doll."

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Your eyes are everywhere. Where can you pick when everything's fucking delicious?

A black get up, there's no color besides a blood red on her lips. A fifties old money heart-throb is what your diamond is. Her hair falling just like that pretty hairstyle you see in the stereotypes, the one with a side part and covering her eye? Yeah. And the short hair was making things extra tempting. You smell her from here, you catch the teardrop pearl earrings and matching necklace you bought her decorating her skin. But that dress. The thing itself is velvet, a deep sweetheart with semi-thin halter strap making those pretty tits even more plush. You make her do a little spin, and it's low cut-out back too, the most sinful thing. The bottom of the dress is a problem. There's a slit, ending right atop her hip, the floor-length skirt making those legs damn delectable in your eyes. Fuck- is she using a garter belt to hold the tights? Oh shit, an actual- fuck- a garter touching your shit. Oh- heels.

You don't know you moved impossibly closer to her until Sevika nervously asks: "Uh- D-doll? Are y-you ok?"

Oh you just about take her on the damn door, but your nose catches something real nice behind her. Fuck- answer her!

"Oh. O-oh honey. Oh yes."

Your voice isn't above a whisper, your too in love to properly voice all the emotions you feel right now. All of them putting joy to shame. You hear her deflate almost, leaning into your open arms with a sigh, sucking in your scent when she realized you wore your signature: A soft floral scent, a bit of fruity coming through the hints of amber. It sound weird to say out loud to anyone- but it's so unequivocally you.

"Oh gods, good. I thought you'd be mad at me after all the work you went through to make things perfect..."

Her voice is shaky, not with tears thankfully, but with relief. She just keeps huffing you, just like she does when she needs to ground herself . You on the other hand? You are doing nothing wholesome, nor are you thinking it. You are acting very un-lady like, groping her ass and sniffing that scent that has you complete drugged. There's no way you could go through with this, not when her boobs touch your face. Not when she smell like this. Not when her hormones beg for your love. Not when-

"Doll- I want you to see something. Keep it in you pants a little longer? For me- MÍ Amor?"

This is when it clicks that's it taking everything in her to shimmy out of your grip. When you register that the thing your smelling is food and not only her arousal- You quickly nod your head and briskly let go like she burned you. It's that or your taking that slutty dress off. Mrs. Rabbit who?

She backs up, fixes herself and re-adjusts her hair, and takes you by the hand.

Oh gods: how beautiful she set this table. It looked fantastic.

You hoped you expressed as much as your mouth hung open in disbelief, then Sevika had the gall to hold her hands together Infront of her, nervous. How could she be nervous? Still, she nibbled on her lip waiting for you to say something.

And how she'd take anything to silence the ache in her chest. Gods, you looked entirely to good in that suit for her to continue with this dinner. Why do you always want to do these nice things? She needs to get railed ri-

"Diamond... This is beautiful. You did all of this?"

She give a little nod, her proud feeling making her all giddy and having her stand taller like she needed to correct her posture. You had a ridiculous smile probably, but you were so fucking amazed and proud of her, you didn't dare school your joy.

"Thihis is amazing love! Look at you being a lil' chef! You telling me you could do this all along?!"

She snorts a laugh, fully relieved that your happy and not disappointed that she ruined your surprised- but with relief comes something darker that's clouding 90% of her vison. You both know it.

Dinner's here- you're just missing the show. To redeem yourself you pull out her chair and have her sit down, pushing her in before running to your seat. Once your settled, you pour the champagne and give her the flute: Then she says, "Bueno Amor, open it. I hope you like it, I think I might have put bit to much pepper..."

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Anddd skiping to a blip of smut, I can't think rn- to much flustered. But know this- she brutal on the other side of the table and teasing you to no end. Horny she is- but she's making sure it ur problem. P.S- Sevika is bra-less, and ur telling me "girl- duh" but you don't get it. there's no pasties either, just pretty tities with nipples poking right through.

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Sevika doesn't know when you ever fucked her this hard. You're practically growling, and animalistic need taking you as you rail her harder each time like your thick 9 inches isn't stretching her to the brink of insanity. Oh- and how incredible that would be. Sevika can't fight it, she lost her ordering rights when she pushed you too far at the table. Even if you let her have a few seconds of control at the beginning. She's left trying to crawl away just for you to pull her back telling the nastiest thing in her ear.

"You think y' so fukin' funny huh? Wearing that skimpy thing, being a good lil' -hah- M-my good housewife 'nd not have may baby? But y' want that no? y'a want a lil' cake in there. Ya?"

And all she could do is sob through a moan, a babble trying to cuss you out as she begs you for more.

She gets that baby that night, but you make sure the next morning.

@archangeldyke-all- Hope you like?😭can't write rn- but hopfully you can do the dinner and the smut better?

Hopfully y'all enjoy too!!

kisssessssss

[vole-mon-amour]

1x09, part 2.

His little smile. Idk why, but this exact shot brought my attention back to his tie. He definitely dresses and undressed himself & I suddenly want to see that. What he's like behind that facade. No clothes, just skin and vulnerability. Alone. Sleepy. Even sharks need to rest and to sleep.

Shit, I hope they make some flashbacks to him in s2, because I am absolutely not ready for a season without him.

I see that expression, darling.

Oh, he's so afraid, so nervous when Jayce says that he wants Jinx. She's the only one he isn't ready to sacrifice.

He even holds his breath when Jayce says that. He's horrified.

Still "a brother". :( And yes, that part that drives him.

Look at this goddess. Oh, Sevika.

Scared, girl? :) Sevika's design. <3

One thing I know for sure: Vander did love her, a LOT. And she got the most love out of all four kids. The fact that in the darkest hour she reaches out to him in her imagination and he consoles her.

Crying ;_;

"Bravo, sis." I love this little monster so much. :(

FINALLY someone understands that. I'm so curious what will become of Jayce in s2.

Good!

Viktor seems... confident. Very sick, tired, but confident. And yeah, a darker version of Viktor.

This scene does something to me. Viktor in the background & it's always the three of them. And Jayce ignoring all the shouting because he only cares for Mel's opinion. The love triangle is so obvious. :(

Y e p. Silco only took her under his wing, cared for her, gave her resources to grow. She was always unstable & he let her be (mostly) whatever she wanted. Wild.

"Shees." WELP. I remember that during my first watch I held my breath because I, too, low key was expecting Caitlyn's head on a silver platter.

[birdy-the-tweet]

Character Catalog

Sir Aaron

Aaron Gawain Fox, an unforgettable name, is the renowned archer and infamous bravery of the Nexo Knights. He takes the title of the Emerald Knight and wears the crest of a fox on both his chest and crossbow.

Family and History

Danger and thrill were engrained in Aaron’s brain the moment he was born, but he wasn’t the only one. As the seventh child to what would eventually become fifteen, it was a family tradition to introduce each new addition to a chaotic, unforgiving world. Not that it bothered any of them. The town of Grindstead was already riddled with urban legends and superstitions, so they would all learn to adapt to the lingering disorder, perhaps even join in the madness. Fear had been an emotion conquered quickly by the Fox siblings, but it came easiest to Aaron. He felt no fear. Literally. He physically couldn’t feel any fear.

Their parents’ disapproval of their reckless behavior was a common occurrence. They had hoped one of their kids would marry rich, become successful, or strive to end the nonsense of the town. Instead, each one grew up to contribute to the chaos and become the talk of the town for the week, slandering their family name with every new story told. Life in the village by the sea was already tough. Their father, Lot Fox, was a merchant. Their mother, Morgan Fox, a tired fisherman and huntress. Both struggled to keep food on the table to feed everyone in the house and relied on the older children for aid, but they seemed to make matters worse at times. The parents still fight to keep the secret that Aaron is a changeling, possibly replaced at birth. Not even he knows.

The only other person who knew was the eldest of the fifteen, Vander Fox. Vander had been a third parent to the children for a majority of his life, paying for food and helping out when neither parent was present due to work, burnout, or another pregnancy. But instead of conditioning them to order and fear of the outside world, he taught each of them how to open their hearts to chaos and be brave.

All the Fox siblings grew up despising the knights and the system, and Aaron made it his sword duty to run them out of Grindstead. They believed all the knights were good at were wearing rich armor and abusing their title to strip the town of necessary resources, a fact they knew to be true after many investigations. With every stunt, prank, and scheme, the siblings hoped to scare or infuriate the deployed knights of their town enough to convince them to leave for good. Aaron, Vander, and two other brothers named Tommy and Thomas led the charge. Their stunts were so impressive, the whole town had their undivided attention.

On one horrific day, a prank went terribly wrong when a wild giant feline stormed into Grindstead and hunted the Fox brothers. Vander desperately fought the monster to protect his family and lost his arm in the process, but instead of treating the wound or escorting them to safety, the current knight scolded Vander for carelessness and endangering the lives of his family. Angered, Aaron lashed out at the knight by brutally wounding him with his own weapon.

Word reached Morgan and Lot. After a horrid argument between them and their disgraceful children, Lot decided to send Aaron to the Knight’s Academy as punishment. Perhaps becoming a protector of the realm would not only restore honor to their family name, it would also teach the children a valuable lesson in discipline, Aaron especially. With only a night to reminisce on the good days and say goodbye, he was sent off to Knightonia for four long years of knight training.

Personality

When people talk about Aaron, the first word that comes to mind is usually “brave”. He has been known for showing no fear regardless of the dangers presented, a flaw born of his fey blood. In truth, he physically can not feel fear, but he doesn’t know that, nor does he know about the horror of his birth.

His gluttony for the next extreme record to break has made many people call him reckless and self destructive, and he wouldn’t deny it if confronted. But he is quick to refer to himself as a chill, go-with-the-flow type man who always needs something to do. Whether it’s racing in the canyons or replaying a video game, he will never sit in the same place for more than five minutes.

Despite his collected, chaos thriving personality, Aaron has an ineffable distaste for the knights and a lingering guilt for his brother’s downfall. Perhaps he chooses to be calm for his own sanity, or perhaps he’s grown to accept his punishment.

Trivia

• Aaron Fox’s name is two puns in one. The name Aaron is (supposedly) similar to the word “arrow”, for his main weapon is a crossbow. Additionally, his full name is a reference to Back to the Future. The actor for Marty McFly was named Michael J. Fox.

• Aaron’s middle name is Gawain. Vander’s is Agravain, Tommy’s is Gareth, and Thomas’s is Gaheris.

• His body shape is very slender and tall. He stands at 6’3” and weighs only 145 lbs.

• He’s double jointed and can easily perform contortionist acts if he wanted. But usually he utilizes his flexibility for parkour.

• His eyes are deemed “colorless” due to their desaturated silver color. When a bright light is shined in them, they reflect the light off them like the eyes of a deer.

• At the age of 13, he got ran over by a cart and fractured his hands and ribs. Only his right pinky was beyond repair and had to be amputated.

• Aaron’s armor is the only set that consists of lighter steel alloys and sturdy leather. The fox ear piece on his headphones are hearing modules that increase his hearing immensely, and his visor is the only one with a glass cover over the eyes to prevent wind burn and give him access to a radar and aim-locking system. Additionally, his hands come with retractable “claws” to help with climbing, high speed chases, or melee combat.

• He is ambidextrous but often forgets that and will pick a hand when asked which one he uses more often.

• He is bisexual and is referred as he/they.

• He will randomly make fox noises in replacement of worded reactions to things. The knights don’t know why, but in truth, he and his siblings used those noises as a way to communicate with each other without using words during their younger pranking days.

• Shockingly, he doesn’t like foods that are too sweet. The other knights are in disbelief that he drinks black coffee in the mornings. But he does like dark chocolate.

• Indie rock enjoyer, but he listens to just about everything and has a playlist for every music genre.

• Skilled in a crossbow but can wield other weapons. He keeps a dagger given to him by Vander on his person at all times, and he’s able to dual wield short swords and sickles.

[sakiblack]

We were always ment to be

Arcane x female reader

Silco x female reader

Five minutes.I leave them for five minutes and they are gone.I would go look for them…but by the time i have realised they were gone it was to late.So the only thing i could do was wait.And wait i did the whole day in fact.

I was leaning against the wall next to the entrance to the Last Drop.Why? Well its the only place they will come to after coming back.They live here after all.What ever they did it must have been a big deal since they havent goten back yet.Most of the time they are here in 2 hours.But not this time.

y/n:There you are.

I mumbled to myself as i saw four small figures walking to the front door.

y/n:Mind telling me where you all have been?

Vi:Y/n.

She sounded suprised but i knew it was all a mask.

Mylo:Heyyyyy

y/n:Cut it Mylo.

Mylo:Yes ma'am.

y/n:I let you kids of for five minutes and you come back 7 hours later covered in bloo-.

I stoped for a second as i realised they were all bleeding a little exept for Powder.

y/n:What happened?

Vi:Nothing.

y/n:Dont give me that shit.

Claggor:We went to Piltover.

Vi:Do you have to tell her everything?

y/n:So the four children at the penthouse thats you.

I asked even tho it did not sound like a question.

Vi:y/n we just wanted to-

y/n:Im disappointed in you Vi.

I could see her face fall as i said the word /disappointed/.

y/n:Your the one that should take care of them when you decide to run of.

Vi:Will you tell Vander?

I looked away from her disappointed.They were like children to me.My children.It was hard to see them hurt.

y/n:I wont say anything….but he probably already knows.Everyone here is talking about it.

Vi:Thanks.

I sighed as i petted her head.

y/n:Inside. All of you.

I said as they walked in.As we all entered my eyes looked for Vander and i found him at a table with some people.Helping out another one hm?

The door closed and his eyes looked at us and stoped at me as we exchanged glances.I said i wont tell him anything but sometimes you do not need to use words to speak.He got up the second i looked away from him and walked after Vi,Mylo,Powder and Claggor.

y/n:Get in.

I said as i opened the door to their room before closing it.I just stood there untill i heard someone walking to me.

Vander:It was them hm?

His voice was calm.

y/n:I left them alone for five minutes. I didnt think they would-

Vander:Its not your fould.They did it on their own and we cant turn the time back.

I sight as i looked up at him.I was not a child but my height was of a teenager.And if someone else saw us it would look like Vander was talking to a kid.

y/n:Dont be hard on them.

Vander:Im never hard on them.

He said as he walked into the room closing the door behind him.

I stood there for what felt like hours before Mylo Claggor and Powder walked out of the room.

y/n:They about to have the talk hm?

I asked softly.

Mylo:Yeah.

He said as i leaned against the door trying to listen.

y/n:So what really happened out there?

Claggor:We went to Piltover took some things, made an explosion,had a fight with some guys and got here.

Mylo:Dont forget the part where Powder lost all the things we got.

Powder:I told you i didnt mean t-

y/n:A fight? With our guys?

Mylo:Yeah a group of idiots.

I sight as i looked at Powder.

y/n:Im just happy your all okay.

Powder smiled at me as she hugged my leg.

y/n:How did Mouser do?

I asked smiling.

Powder:He didnt work.I think i need some other parts.

y/n:Why dont you go get some and ill help you build Mouser again?

She smiled as she quickly made her was up the stairs.

It was then that Mylo quickly moved away from the door as Vander walked out.

Vander:Get up Claggor.We are going out.

Claggor:Now?

Vander:Yes now.

He said as he took something from Mylos hand.

Mylo:Hey thats mine.

Vander:You wanna be treated like adults right? Then you should know better then come back empty handed.Im ganna have a little word with your informent.

He said as he and Claggor walked up the stairs.I sight and i walked into the room and took a seat next to Vi as Mylo did the same.

Mylo:She is a problem.

Vi:Mylo im really not-

Mylo:Do you remember what was in the bag?The biggest payout we have ever seen and she lost it.

Vi:She is young.

Mylo:You dont have to tell me twice.

y/n:Mylo thats enough.

I said as he looked me without saying a word.I was not Vander.I could not save them from anything.But they still listened to me like i was some kind of queen.Or maybe a mother.

y/n:Leave her alone. I can name a few times you messed up.

Mylo looked away from me as he still didnt say anything.

Vi:You know what Mylo. Your right.There is a lot of things Powder does wrong.Like complain about everything.And brag-

Mylo:Okay i see where your going with this.

Vi:Powder is my problem okay? Your problem is knowing when to shut up.But ill halp you with that.When ever you see this face it means its time for you to shut up.

Mylo:But i-

Vi pointed at her face as Mylo just sight as looked away.I  chuckled as i got up and petted Vis shoulder.

y/n:You should go talk to Powder.

Vi looked at me with a small smile as she walked out of the room leaving me and Mylo alone.

Mylo:Dont i already know what your ganna say.Your older you should take care of her and not act like a ba-

y/n:Not this time.This time its something new.

I said softly as he looked at me with curious eyes.

y/n:Mylo everyone is strong at some things and at some they arent.Same with me.Im good at talking to peopl..making them understand somethings but im shit at making you guys stay next to me.

Mylo chuckled as he stared at me.

y/n:What i wanna say is noone is perfect.I know she gets on your nerves but your old enought to know that.And hey maybe you could teach her some of you sick moves.

I said teasingly as i gently pushed his shoulder.

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Lay low.Thats what Vander said and thats why we were here.I still dont know how this place is called.But i like to call it the lay low place.

Vi was training while me and Claggor were just staring at her.

Mylo:Remind me why we are in this dump.

Asked Mylo as he was waiting for Powder to finish fixing the shooting game.

Vi:Vander said we should lay low.And this place is the best one for that.

Claggor:Whats the metter Mylo? Scare Powder will beat you again?

Mylo:Hey if she didnt stop fixing these things i would not keep missing.

y/n:Sure.

I said smiling as i walked to him as Powder just finished fixing the game.

y/n:Good luck then.Youll need it.

I said teasingly as Mylo started to shoot .

Vi:You guys know i would not take you on a job you could not handle right?

Mylo:You kidding?That was the best job we have ever done.Maybe just dont take Powder next time.

I sight as i looked at Powder.

y/n:Your turn Powder.

She looked at the targets and started her turn.And she got all of them.Guns really are your strong suit hm.

y/n:Bam! You go Pow Pow.

I siad proudly as Powder walked to one or the arcade games in the room.

y/n:So you know how i have been wanting to get that knife i saw at the store a week ago right?

Vi:Right.

y/n:Well its on sale. And i think ill be able to get it in the next days.

Mylo:Thats great.

He said looking at me in a sarcastic tone.

Was it a good thing to talk about some knife i wanted for a long time? No.But it sure as hell is better to talk about then other things.

Powder:Hey guys.You should see th-

Before she could finish someone was thrown at the window.I looked at the man in horror as my eyes moved to where he came from. Enforcers.A lot of them.

:Search them.

I could hear one of them say as i took a step back Powder quickly stepping behind me.

y/n:Be calm everyone.

Mylo:Go ahead idiots. We have nothing.

Said Mylo as one of the enforcers walked to me and Powder and stopped right infront of me.

y/n:Sir i can assure you w-

Before i could finish the room went dark.So it ment we have to run.I took Powders hand as we all started to run.Was it a good idea?Hell no.But there is nothing to do about it.

We ran  out of the room and into an allyway.But to no suprise there were enforcers there as well.

Just then a leader came down next to us.

:Over here.

I heard a voice say as i looked up and saw Little man.

We all quickly got up and pushed the leader down fort he enforcers to not be able to get up.

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y/n:Mind telling me what the fuck that was?

Mylo:Dont look at me i didnt push the button .

Claggor:It was me.I …Vi gived me the look and i just-

y/n:What the hell were you thinking?We had nothing to hide.

I said as i glared at Vi.She looked at me ashamed.She was hiding something.

Savika:We should hit them back.We got the numbers to beat them.

We were in Last drop.I was scholding the kids in the corned before Savika started to speak.

:Yeah lets teach them what it means to mess with us!

Yelled on of the man.

Vander:You sure thats what you want?We have crossed that bridge onec before and we all know how it ended.

:Your just protecting your kids.

Vander:Im protecting our people.I would do the same for any one of you.We look out for each other.Its how it has always been.This will blow over.We just need to stand together.

Savika:The Vander i knew the one who built the underground would not be afraid to fight.

y/n:Savika.

I said as i walked into the crowd.One of the man puted their hand on my shoulder to stop me from moving closer to her.

Vander:Do i looked scared?

He asked as he walked to her.

Savika:No.You look weak.

She said as she turned around and walked out with some of her guys behind her.

y/n:Savika.

I said as i walked past the man holding me and walked out of the Last drop.

y/n:Its the best thing to do.If we fight again ….do you know how many people would die.

Savika:Stay out of this y/n.If he wont help ill find someone that will.

And just like that i was left outside as she and the rest of her man walked away.

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y/n:Vander. This is getting out of hand.

I said as i was sitting at the bar with Vander playing with a scroll.

y/n:Im not saying we need to finght but just explain things to them.Im sure they would under-

Vander:Grayson gived me this scroll.She needs to take someone up there so this all will end.

y/n:Dont tell me your thinking what im thinking.

He looked at me with sad eyes as just then the door upened and three Enforcers walked in.

Vander:What can i get you?

He asked as he puted the scroll away.The man looked at me and then back at Vander.

:Four sump rats will do.Search the place.

The other two man moved away and started to look for the /four sump rats/as i didnt dare to move.

Vander:While your wasting your time how about a proper drink?

:Ill take the strongest you got.

Said the man as Vander gived him a drink.

Vander:mh be careful with that

He said teasingly.

:Heh nearly forgot.I ran into an old friend of yours.He had some stories.

Vander got up as some of the guys in the bar did the same.I look at him as he nooded in agreement.

:You werent always the peacekeeper.

Vander:Yeah well you cant escape the past.Be a shame if i had to put them on again.

Just then the one of the man came back with nothing.Thank god he didnt find them.

y/n:Told you.

:You people down here are all same mistaking arrogance  for bravery.You think your standing up for something but we all know there is crime behind every coin  in this place.Your just a small man  that the world forgot to bury.And im ganna bury a lot of you!

He yelled as he walked out of the bar.

I groaned as i quickly got up and made my way to their room with Vander right behind me.

y/n:Are you all okay?

I asked as i walked into the room.

Vi:No we are not okay. They almost saw Powder.What if they took her?

Vander:Noone is taking anyone.Never ganna let it happen.

Vi:Its already happening. You heard him they wont stop we need to fight back.And if you wont i will.

I glared at Vi as for the first time my glare was not ganna make her stop talking.

Vander:I have heard this talk before.

He said as  he walked out of the room with Vi right behind him.As she walked past me our eyes meet.My eyes were full of dissapointment as hers were full of anger.I love her but its hard to see  her grow up so fast.

I didnt say a word as i walking to my bed and took a seat on it.Powder and i shared a bed.She said it felt safer if she felt i was next to her and i must say i felt the same.

Powder:Do you wanna help me make smoke bombs?

I glanced up at her with a small smile.

y/n:Id love to

I said as Powder and i started to make small smoke bombs.Im not sure how long it was but somewhere in the middle Vi walked in with a toy in her hand.I glanced at her as she took a seat next to Powder and wispered something to her before she left yet again.I didnt question what she said but some minutes after Powder got up and walked out of the room.

y/n:Pow pow? You okay?

I asked entering the bar as i saw her sitting beside Vander.She didnt say anything as Vander was staring at the toy in her hands his eyes wide.

Vander:Y/n come with me.

He said as he told Powder to go back to Mylo and Claggor before he pulled me out of the Last drop.

y/n:Vander what is this about.

Vander:The scroll.Its not there where i left it.Someone took it.

Y/n:What who would have-

Thats when it clicked.Vi.She took it and if im corect she called them already.

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I have watched Arcane at least two times.And i thought i would write something for it.I have had this for some time.I thought i would not use it but here i am.I will ofc still write for avatar but i was just thinking id put this out here.I might continue this story or start even smaller ones.But ill see about that.Id like to thank anyone who read this.And i am sorry if there are any words spelled wrong.English is not my first language and im not the best at spelling.

[bladedhunter]

which of your muses wants to marry / wants kids?

Thanks for the ask!

The marry list is longer, we'll start with that:

Naruto muses: Kakashi, Tsunade, Sasuke, Jiraiya, Hinata, Kushami, Itachi, Choji, Rock Lee, Tenten, Rin!

Other muses: Jasper, Robyn, Nami (poly-marriage!), March 7th and Sushang when they're older, and Tifa!

Despite being mildly to severely traumatized by the shinobi life, my Naruto muses who would want kids are:

Hiruzen, but all the villagers are his children ;)

Jiraiya, if he settles down with the right person

Itachi, but with who?

Rock Lee, but he reproduces asexually ofc

Of my non-Naruto muses, it would be:

Robyn, as she already has a kid!

Vander, who adopts all the kids (well, four of them)

Tifa, who just cares about all the kids

[starry-nights12]

Longing (For the one word timebomb requests)

One Word Prompt (Ekko's POV)

CW:Implied Se///xu@l Content

I told everyone in the sanctuary I would be back in three days.

I'm proud of the community I created and watched grow over the years. I provided everyone with a sense of safety from Silco's rein.

I loved everyone there. Jinx being there gave me an extra reason to stay.  But even I needed a break every now and then. Some 'me time' as Jinx puts it.

The sanctuary was my home away from home. I still lived in Benzo's shop. I grew up there and wouldn't dare abandon it.

I felt the familiar sense of her eyes watching me. I turned around to meet her gaze.

She was holding her arm behind her back as Scar grunted with effort; her frame was disappearing inch by inch behind the vault.

"Haven't you had enough of me?" I grinned crookedly.

Jinx rolled her eyes, chuckling while shaking her head.

Last night our clothes were strewn across my bedroom floor.

We panted softly, and she laid her head on top of my chest. She hummed in content, her magenta eyes glowed as she gazed at me with a sated smile.

She held my chin between her fingers and then proceeded to plant tender kisses across my face until her lips met mine.

Our lazy kiss steadily turned more heated and passionate. Our lust reignited and we had to have another round to extinguish it.

I flipped her over and pinned her hands above her head. She sunk her teeth into her lush, bottom lip then both moaned as we grinded against each other

I expected her to quip about how much of a self-absorbed asshole I was, she wanted me to get out, or that she 'hated' me.

Instead, she smiled at me. Her eyes softened and told me the three words she was too scared to tell me.

"Never." was the last thing she uttered before the vault closed completely.

I stood there for a good minute.

I understood why she hadn't said it. Yet my heart still ached for the words I've been longing to say.

"I love you too, Jinx," I murmured.

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So,here I was. Sitting in a bar nursing my beer mug.

The place was small.

The jukebox was playing a vinyl with ukelele music. There were hardly any customers here but I wasn't complaining. The beer was cheap and decent.

I wondered what Vander's would taste like.

When I was a kid, sometimes me and Jinx used to pretend the juice Vander gave us was alcohol. We laughed when we pretended to get drunk and throw up.

For my twenty-first birthday, I imagined, Benzo, Vander, and my friends celebrating in The Last Drop.

The bar would be full of Vander and Benzo's friends to celebrate our birthdays. We were happy with what little gifts we were able to receive.

It's in four months. The Last Drop had been boarded up since Silco's death.

I would love to have Jinx and Vi with me to celebrate. I didn't care where. I just wanted us to be together but I knew it wasn't realistic.

The two people I love most couldn't even be in the same room together without being overwhelmed by the pain they inflicted on each other.

Especially since Vi's friend is with an Enforcer. After killing her mother, Caitlyn would want to be the first to capture her.

I snapped back to reality as the sound of giggling disrupted my thoughts. A couple was sitting near each other at the far end of the bar.

He had his arm around her shoulder and she had hers around his waist. They were both holding their beer mugs with their free hand.

He leaned in and whispered something in her ear that made her nearly spew her drink and cover her mouth.

"I should fuck you up. You're lucky you're so cute." they both laughed.

My lips twitched with a hint of a smile.

I knew what I was getting myself into when I allowed Jinx to stay. But I still got a little envious of couples I see on the streets.

If our lives had gone differently then that could have been us.

Life would be great.

I had a woman I knew loved me and would continue to love me when we turned old and gray.

Jinx had grown into the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. I would be able to show everyone how lucky I was to have her around my arm.

I would ask Benzo for advice about dating and how to be a great boyfriend.

Vander has known me since I was little. There wouldn't be a need for me to be nervous about meeting her Dad for the first time. 

He would trust me to have good intentions with his daughter and knew I would treat her with the love and respect she deserves.

Mylo, Claggor, and Vi would tease us about being love birds and how we should get it over with.

They would have bragged about how they were right to tease us about our denial of our crushes on each other.

People can freely galavant their love while I had to keep mine a secret. I had to tuck her away or else we both would be thrown in Stillwater.

I knew fully well that Jinx didn't have an ounce of remorse for killing those assholes and shattering their ivory tower.

The Enforcers would probably kill us first to take revenge on their beloved fallen comrades.

"They were good people." They would say.

Good people don't terrorize the people they're supposed to help.

Good people don't work with drug lords. They don't accept their money and let people from the Undercity die from shimmer or by their own hands.

We were good people.

But look what happened to my family. Our lives were irrevocably fucked over because of something I did

I thought we could have gotten a huge amount of money from my tip on Jayce Talis-The future golden boy of Piltover turned most hated council member.

We wouldn't have to go through another night worried about what we were going to eat or when we'd be able to.

No.

Instead, I brought Silco's attention to us. My actions became a butterfly effect of our lives being ruined.

It's my fault.

It's all my fucking fault.

The self-loathing and anger raged in me like a fire that was ready to combust. I doused the flames by chugging down half my beer.

I slammed my glass on the counter and panted heavily. I wiped the alcohol from my mouth and trail down my chin.

I signaled the bartender for a refill. She gave me a curt nod and filled my beer mug to the brim.

I was going to go home and pass out until the next morning.

I was going to feel good after a few more.

I was going to feel fucking great.

[vander-affectionate]

its me, probably one of fhe worst times to post but idk if this is getting finished so here ya go, some vander with fhe kids but not much else. shorter than i'd like but i love it all the same, this is for you my dearest rebloggers, minors do not interact with my fluff, im trusting you to be regulate yourselves and ageless blogs gtfo

It’s spring. The months where people are out and about more often than not. It’s the months where people don’t frequent bars as often and months where break-ins are more frequent. You’re not too worried about those. Not when you’re breathing in the peppery cedarwood scent that wafts off Vander from the many nights of wiping counters and the faint tarry, smoky smell from his pipe.

His arm around your waist pulls you closer and grunts when your leg brushes the semi hard on between his legs. It’s not to be acted upon. That much is obvious when he grumbles and leans down to wedge his face between your cheek between you and the pillow.

You hear muttering and you hum, trying to get your thoughts together when your hand, dwarfed on his bicep, rubs up his bicep until a long hum is rasping from his chest. It’s a pretty sound that always makes your heart leap. His face doesn’t move an inch from where he’s wedged it between your cheek and the cotton stuffed pillow. His breath is hot when he murmurs near your ear.

“S’ a weeken’. An’ sprin’.” he slurs, pecking your cheek lazily. “Sleep.”

Your eyes are heavy and almost heed the instruction until you hear a distant clanging. Vander pulls you so you’re half on top of him so he’s your pillow and you’re his to cuddle apparently.

“Ignore it.” He mutters, arms tightening around you. The warmth he emits makes you think better of the conscience in your head and you sink easily into him. “S’ a mess for later.”

The door squeaks only slightly, but you both dismiss it in favor of getting a little more sleep. But the bed dips near your feet and continues until you feel something settle on Vander’s side. The bed sinks again and again and again. Sleep is slipping away, but Vander is not having it.

“There’s no way they’d still be in bed if they remembered.” Claggor slinks down on the bed to fit perfectly in the bend of your legs and rests his head on your thigh. “Maybe we should wait for tomorrow.”

“No. We’re going today.” Mylo is insistent and starts bouncing on the bed. Vi joins him and you can hear Powder stifling a laugh from the left side, Vander’s side of the bed.

You groan, knocking on his chest, “Do something.”

“They’re yours before sunrise.” He knocks on your waist.

You sit up, squinting as you find they’re all dressed and in gear. If the sun hasn’t risen then today must be one of those days. You smirk, “Something big must be going on for all four of you to be awake at the same time, especially this early.”

Vi jumps off the bed and onto the floor. “I told you they forgot.”

Powder holds up one of Vander’s old maps and you sigh, shaking your head. “You promised.” She sings, waving the paper and you knock on Vander’s chest.

“You promised.” You laugh, rubbing your eyes.

“Promised what?” He sits up while you fall back into the mattress, grabbing his pillow and setting it underneath your head as you glance over how wild his hair had become from trying to tuck himself against you.

“The heist!” Vi crosses her arms. “We’re pulling that heist you promised today.”

Vander thinks, scratching his beard, “Promised, eh?” He shoots Powder a smile, “Sure I didn’t say probably?”

You shove him in the back with your foot and it earns you a playful glare, “You crossed your heart.”

He motions for Vi to hand him a pillow and Powder is scrambling to get out of the crossfire, “Did I now?”

You’re laughing before Vander even swings his pillow and you throw one at him, ducking so that it hits Vi square in the face. Claggor and Powder struggle to yank Vander off the bed and somewhere between Vander accidentally hitting Mylo with his pillow, you’d convert the other two into your army before Vander was on the floor with his feet in the air, laughing when you stumbled off the bed and land right on his chest.

“Come on!” Mylo’s trying to drag Vander up, but you’re getting up and nudging the big lug with your foot.

“You heard him.”

Vander waves, “Alright, alright- we’re coming. Go lock down the fort.”

They go scrambling out, decidedly splitting up to cover more ground faster. You’re about to get changed when Vander yanks you down to the floor with him in his mess of sheets and torn pillows from the pillow fight.

You smirk down at him, “Good morning, handsome.”

He chuckles and brings you down so his lips brush his. “Mornin’, sunshine.”

[youmaycallmeyourhighness]

Wip Wednesday - Untitled Restaurant Fic

"Vander was a good man, really. He worked like a dog to keep a roof over our heads, The Last Drop never closed. Not once. Not on his birthday, not on my birthday," Mylo cuts off with what could be a laugh.

"He opened his doors to so many people, so many kids. He fought for us, to stay with him, even when…"

Vander had fought to get legal guardianship for all four of them, even when the courts tore his private life apart.

"Even when…"

Even when Mylo's mom popped up out of nowhere just to make their lives more difficult before fucking off to Mexico.

"Through everything." Mylo clears his throat. "He was there.”

"So uh, thanks for coming, I know pops woulda' really…he woulda' really appreciated all a youse bein here so." Mylo gestures vaguely. "Refreshments in the back, thanks so much."

Then he stumbles off the stage and Vi tries to meet his eyes, but he won’t look at her. Vi watches her little brother sit down heavily in his seat, like he’s weighted with chains. His eyes are red and his hands tremble but his face is empty.

[cecexwrites]

Writeblr Intro

My name is Cecily, but you can call me Cece. I'm in my 30's and I primarily write fanfiction. I do have a large original project in the works though.

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My Current Focus(es)

Small Town Paranormal

An Original Universe

Witches and Werewolves, Vampires and Demons- all hidden in plain sight. From a supernatural sanctuary created by a vampire to a college for witches. Small Town Paranormal is a series of stories all connected by their shared universe

Prince of Wrath

A Blaise Zabini Fanfiction

Torn apart four years ago by the impending war, the Zabini's and Fawleys reunite for an old family holiday tradition- an entire summer on a Grecian Island. Pushed together for the first time in year, Blaise and Reid Fawley have to learn to navigate their new circumstances. Not to mention her boyfriend, his memories from the Battle of Hogwarts and a past mistake coming back to haunt them

OC(s): Reid Fawley (Jessica Alexander) Tate Fawley (Luke Eisner)

Story Masterpost

Nevermore

A Rabastan Lestrange Fanfiction

Merit Vander Wende hates me.

A fact she's never kept secret, but when her darling fiancé crossed me he all but signed her death warrant.

Merit might hate me, but she will be mine.

OC(s): Rhiannon Lestrange (Sydney Sweeney) Merit Vander Wende (Rachel Zegler)

Coven Wars

A Teen Wolf Fanfiction

TBA

Wasting Time with Rabbits

A Disney Descendants Fanfiction

Once upon a time, King Adam declared an end to the darkness. He sent the Villains to the isle and magic became obsolete. Twenty years later, his son is ready to make things right by bringing over the children of the Villains he banished. Including the daughter of his father's greatest enemy, Gaston. Galston is just looking for a good time. She definitely didn't mean to be the catalyst for a war decades in the making

OC(s): Galston Legume (Kaia Gerber) Cedrick Facilier (Luka Sabbat) Quinn Queen (Rachel Zegler) Aleksander Westergaard (Danny Griffin) Winter White (Matt Cornett)

Red Riding Hood

A Disney Descendants Fanfiction

All her life Scarlett's been stalked by The Wolf. Always looking over her shoulder, terrified of the dark. After the death of her only protector, Auradon is her only hope. Fate has no hold on her.

OC(s): Scarlett Edon (Maia Mitchell)

Beyond the Star and By The Angel

A Shadowhunters Fanfiction

It all started with the Academy. When the Academy finally opened it's doors to warlocks, Max Lightwood-Bane was the first to jump in, alongside his older brother, of course. Neither of them had any idea that when meeting Romy Thornhill they would be meeting the woman who would change all their lives forever. (part of the Angels and Demons Series)

OC(s): Rowena 'Romy' Thornhill (Meg Donnelly)

Swing for the Fences

A Sandlot/Stranger Things Crossover Fanfiction

The summer of 1962: Scott Smalls and Benny Rodriguez along with their baseball crew did the impossible, they rescued their ball from The Beast. Cementing their friendship for until the end of time.

November 1983: Scott Smalls is getting a divorce, living in Hawkins Indiana with his two kids. The day his best friend Benny, and Benny's daughter, move to Hawkins to help him with the transition to single parenthood, Will Byers- Scott's daughter's best friend- goes missing and the mystery of Hawkins beings to unravel.

OC(s): Lou Rodriguez (Jenna Ortega), Emma Smalls (Mckenna Grace), Phillip Smalls (Walker Scobell), Charlie Baker (Felix Mallard)

Read it on: AO3

My Finished Stories

Prince of Ruin

A Theodore Nott Fanfiction

Once upon a time, long long ago, The Nott family and The Selwyns were the closest of friends. Two families who loved each other with their entire souls. Did I mention that was a long long time ago? Now, Theodore Nott can't stand the Selwyn Twins, especially the loud and rude Cordelia Selwyn. However after a incident of revenge gone wrong, Theodore finds himself stuck with the woman, until death do they part (Part one of The Serpents Club)

OC(s): Cordelia Selwyn (Model fc is Vika Bronova, actress fc is Odeya Rush), Bastian Selwyn (Model Fc is Alessandro Dellisola, Actor fc is tentatively Tanner Buchanan) Story Masterpost

[piltoversfinest-caitvi]

Alex Yee's interview Nominated Labor of Love

Full interview: https://www.awardsdaily.com/2022/08/18/arcane-co-creator-alex-yee-on-his-emmy-nominated-labor-of-love/ Highlighting more of Caitlyn and Vi's relationship for this blog to put in my pinned post

Awards Daily: Continuing on that theme, the relationships between the characters on the show is what moves everything forward. Silco and Jinx was one of my personal favorites, and also Vi and Jinx, and then later Caitlyn and Jinx. It sounds like there wasn’t as much of that in the game, so how did you go about crafting it?

Alex Yee: This was definitely something that took a little bit of learning on our parts, because in the games the type of relationships that would form are closest allies and most hated enemies. Vi and Caitlyn in the game are partners, an odd couple cop duo. And Jinx when she was released had this completely enigmatic background; all you knew was that she had it in for Vi. What was good about having that as a setup for going into the show was that there were so many questions that the players wanted to have answered. 

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Awards Daily: This is more of a fan question. One of my favorite scenes was when Vi has Sevika pinned asking, where is Silco holding Powder, and the genuine confusion on Sevika’s face saying she is not a captive, she works for him. Then, literally as she is stabbing Vi, saying she is practically his daughter. Anything you can tell me about creating that scene ?

Alex Yee: So much of that was really loaded because we are finally getting Vi back into the story. We had this deliberate decision in episode four to hide her so you would be asking the question, Where is Vi? What is up with her? So episode five was her reemergence into Zaun and discovering everything. That scene was for a really long time the culmination of finally realizing what has become this world of hers. We wanted it to just hit as hard as it could for Vi, especially since we were crafting the story without knowing where we were going to end. It just felt so unthinkable that the same guy that Vi has spent years and years punching the wall just imagining, if I could just get one more shot at this guy, and hoping my sister is alive and I can find her, just dreaming of that reunion. And to have that gut punch or, as it became, the gut stab of realizing somehow she is on his side and replaces Vander, who Vi loves more than anyone. and has had to basically be knocked unconscious immediately after grappling with losing him. That scene for us felt like this is the moment where everything lands for her. Beyond that, I enjoyed so many parts of that episode. After that fight is the first moment of trust between Vi and Caitlyn. Like okay, I tried to run away, but you still came and helped. I am still going to pick you up and we are talking frankly to each other. It felt like, okay now, we are running and the story is moving. In terms of the fight, there are more memories about how the fight developed because that was the first time with Fortiche that we crafted a fight with dialogue that was like a fight amongst real fighters. We had the kids fight before; I suppose we had Vander fight, but that felt so much like the hero stop at the end of episode three. This was the raw all-out, both of them giving them everything they had. Vi realizing the power of shimmer and what it has become. Watching Fortiche and all the choices that they made, the different camera angles–that was a point of discovery for us in what we could give them, and what they could give back to us, and how they could level up a fight emotionally.

Awards Daily: So, you are a first time animator and writer, and you basically swept the Annie Awards, and you have two Emmy nominations. What is your secret?

Alex Yee (laughing)-I wish I knew, you know. It’s really hard to say because I do not know the industry well enough to tell you what we are doing differently. This was a show that really meant a lot to us. We were writing it for ourselves in a lot of ways. I think one of the things is especially when I look at video game adaptations as a fan, because of course I grew up with all this. What you could feel so many times was that this was an adult who doesn’t play the game trying to figure out what is going to appeal to me as a kid who plays the game that they do not understand. One of the reasons we are starting to see more successful and authentic video game adaptations is that we kids have grown up and for us there is not this younger audience that we need to translate to. We are talking about the characters and the things that we love. I think another feather in our cap for having worked on the game, not only was I there for the inception of the characters and how players received them, but I also saw how players embraced and reformed the characters themselves.

One of the things that I discovered working on League is that you do not 100% own the characters once you release them, you share them with the audience. The way the audience interprets them becomes a lot of their identity. Like the way the relationship between Vi and Caitlyn in my mind really was more something the fans craved and built more of. When we were making the show I thought, this is what they are and how we should build them. So I don’t know. I think we just tried to be as true as we could to the show that we wanted and not write down to an audience. Other than that, the animation quality of Fortichie and the artistic style across every discipline are absolutely brilliant. I also feel we really had something to prove and a real mission with the show, and I think for a lot of people they wanted to be part of something with that kind of ambition. And when they saw people giving it all in that way no one wants to be the lagging leg. Everyone was, like, we have to step it up. It is just so nice to be in one of those environments with a lot of creatives just jamming together.

[goddessofroyalty]

I’m back (hopefully). I have some other stuff that I need to type up as well so hopefully won’t be another massive break before the next thing is up.

This is kind of based on the request to have Silco and Vander talking about the adjustments they’ll have to make with the girls joining the family as well but it veered off into plot stuff.

Verse: Zaun Family

Pairing: Vander/Silco

Tags: omegaverse, past-mpreg

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“The girls seem to be settling in,” Vander says as Silco gets ready to join him in the bed for what is probably the first time in what feels like too long that they have actually had time to be in each other’s company not to immediately fall asleep. Five kids to look after and the settling dust of their failed rebellion keeping their days and nights full.

“They are.” It had been hard at first. The girls were traumatized after what happened on the bridge Vander had found them on. And while Viktor didn’t seem that bothered by two new younger siblings, Claggor and Mylo were taking a bit longer. Mylo clearly and openly unhappy about his new sisters, suddenly possessive of his position as baby. “We will need to expand to make room for more bedrooms."

Four pups were quickly going to outgrow the former storage room turned extra bedroom. The way Viktor had filled the space of the second true bedroom that had been his since they moved into the apartment under the Drop proof of that fact.

Silco had hated having to share his room with a handful of siblings when he was younger. Especially after he presented and wanted more privacy than merely bedsheets provided.

What was the point of all their work if not to give their children better lives than they had?

The Topsiders gave their children rooms the size of apartments each and Silco’s own deserved as good as they did.

“I know,” Vander says, bowing his head like he’s trying to quell Silco’s temper off not that Silco knows why. “I’m sure you already have ideas of how we’re doing it?”

“Some,” Silco says, stripping off his shirt and replacing it with one of Vander’s. There are other storage rooms that could be taken into the living space if they found suitable replacement storage options.

“’course you do,” Vander says, letting silence take over.

At first it’s just silence – Vander idly watching as Silco works himself out of his pants as well, his mate’s shirt ample to cover what needs to be covered if any of the pups decide to join them in the night. But then he starts clearing his throat and shifting on the bed.

After all these years of matehood Silco would have been a fool not to know what it means – his alpha wants to say something but is worried how it would be received.

He was the same every time Silco stopped requesting the bitter tea after any of his heats.

The possibility of a pregnancy is not the topic this time though.

“Can you believe they expect us to believe that the Head of their Council will come all the way down here to talk to us?” Silco had expected Enforcers at their door after that night. Not a letter on fancy Piltite stationary from Councilor Heimerdinger himself requesting an audience with them at their center of operations. It didn’t feel like a trap but Silco still didn’t feel like they should take it at face value.

“They were casualties on their side too,” Vander says, slowly enough that he clearly has been thinking about it. “Maybe they want to have peace too.”

“They want to know what they need to have us submit again,” Silco reminds, coming over to stand next to Vander’s side of the bed. Clearly a relaxing night isn’t in store for them now.

“So we’ll tell them we won’t. We’ve never had an opportunity like this before Sil. Isn’t it at least worth giving it a shot?”

Vander wasn’t one to be blinded by optimism or possibilities. He knows the risks as well as Silco does – both for themselves and their pups. The girls an all-too recent reminder of it. His alpha had never shied away from what is necessary to protect their family and carve out a better life for them or Zaun before.

The idea of surrendering under any circumstance feels like a betrayal to the sacrifices made so far.

“If we don’t our pups might grow up in a war that could have been prevented,” Vander adds meeting Silco’s eyes.

“Don’t bring them into this.” His children are not here to be used for their sire’s arguments. Not when Silco had been the one to go through the hell to have them.

“This is all for them at the end of the day,” Vander says, refusing to break their gaze. “Fighting was only ever going to get us so far.”

Silco had always known that. Independence was only half the battle. They needed resources and money to close the gap between them and the Topsiders. Hospitals so they wouldn’t die of curable diseases, schools so all their children could read.

Was it worth it selling one to possibly gain the other?

“They’ll try and screw us over the first chance they get. “It’s the only way Piltites know how to operate.

“So we beat them at their own game for once,” Vander says like it’s so easy and they aren’t playing at a disadvantage. Like they can presume they are going to even be allowed to play at all.

“Fine. We will meet the Councilor and see what he has to offer. But I am not selling our children’s futures away on maybes. It has to be real change or we’re out.” Silco had put in too much effort to see it go to waste.

“We won’t,” Vander promises as if it is at all his choice to make.