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Darkwing Duck Characters as Arcane Characters
*I only did a few because I couldn’t decide for other ones*
Nega-Gosalyn - Jinx/Powder: Jinx is a tragic character. Compared to her sister Vi, Jinx was not as physically strong and relied on more of her smarts. But, people usually underestimated her and her ideas didnt work most of the time in her childhood except once that caused dire consequences. This tragedy caused her intense mental trauma and fear of being abandoned.
Gosalyn - Violet: Vi is Jinx’s older and stronger sister. She is tough, rebellious and cares about her family. When she was young, her and Jinx’s parents died which made Vi want to help her little sister grow. Vi is also not afraid to fight and is great in hand-to-hand combat.
Darkwing- Vander: Vander took in and raised Vi and Jinx when they were kids. He’s also in charge of taking care of the under city where people considered lower class live. Vander loves both of the girls but bonds more with Violet since he taught her how to fight and is trying to teach her leadership. He used to be a stubborn person but has since mellowed down after adopting Jinx and Powder.
Negaduck- Silco: Silco is an antagonist and lives in the under city but is mostly looking out for himself. He once trusted someone but was betrayed which changed his view of the world. After the tragedy, he took in Jinx and considered her as a daughter. She grew to be the only other person who mattered to him
Launchpad-Benzo: Benzo is Vander’s good friend and sidekick in helping him. He is a nice store owner who takes care of a kid named Ekko who is his assistant.
Grayson- J. Gander: Grayson is head of the police force for the utopian city and sometimes the under city. She is fair and works with Vander to keep peace in both cities.
Bonus:
Heimerdinger- Scrooge: Heimerdinger is an immortal man who has considerable power in the utopian city. He is against magic due to an unknown tragedy.
Lily is obsessed with Halloween, the costumes, the decorations, the whole thing. She picks costumes for everyone and she gets upset when they don’t dress as the thing she assigned them, extra points if she hasn’t even told what they should be.
In her head, Pandora should dress up as Caitlyn, Dorcas should be Mel, Evan should be Viktor and Evan should be Jayce. Regulus should be Slico.
Hear me out…can there be a both option..?
Hottest Arcane Character, Battle for Third
Viktor and Silco were knocked out of the tournament in the semi-final, but which will snag third place and a spot on the podium?
Viktor vs. Silco
new art 🫡 NOT A SHIP they are father and daughter ty
Another Arcane headcannon:
So you know how Get Jinxed is cannon in the Arcane universe? We were all wondering if Jinx published a song or something, or is it just a random coincidence that a song like that exists?
But I give you this... Felicia(Jinx and Vi mom) is actually the singer. Now hear me out Jinx and Felicia have the same voice (I was so fucking startled by this when I watched S2). And the lyrics can be explained to fit her...
Wanna join me? Come and play
What if this is a call to arms, like for their revolution?
But I might shoot you, in your face
It's Zaun, anyone might shoot you at any time, tho it's a nice warning
Bombs and bullets will do the trick
What we need here, is a little bit of panic!
Once again a call to arms
Do you ever wanna catch me?
Right now, I'm feeling ignored!
Remember the fact that the goal of their revolution was independent Zaun, they needed Piltovers attention, to reach their goal.
So can you try a little harder?
I'm really getting bored!
Piltover ignoring them and not taking it seriously and just sending down enforcers to deal with the Undercity filth.
So much better, so much fun
Let's start from scratch and blow up the sun!
'Blow up the sun' would probably reference Piltover-the-sun-shines-out-of-my-ass attitude and general goldness.
Come on, shoot faster
Just a little bit of energy!
I wanna try something fun right now
I guess some people call it anarchy!
Let's blow this city to ashes
Literally saying let's bomb Piltover
And see what Pow-Pow thinks
What if Jinx got the idea for Pow-Pow from this song?
It's such pathetic neatness
Making fun of pilties!
But not for long cause it'll get jinxed!
How sad would it be if Felicia sang this song long before children were even a thought and Jinx struggling with her name after Silco took her in, listened to the lyrics and got comfort in the fact she could just be a jinx to her enemies, not family...
Felicia picked a catchy song so it would get stuck in everybody's head and dragged her Bozo's to help her kicking and screaming...
Also Silco playing guitar and Vander drums lives rent free in my head.
Hi, hello, not dead just buried in schoolwork now that I'm in my final year (college applications, moving to a new house, driving lessons, 2 or 5 exams every week and can't forget that I got sick)..... So yeah not dead, but certainly looking like it.
Anyway Arcane season 2, I think ep 6 finally gave me depression and the show in general made me cry more than I did at my grandmas funeral. So I decided to share some of my head cannons that I had before season 2.
Silco braids Jinx's hair in styles his mother taught him, while singing, telling lessons, stories, poems, folklore, plans, day events or just complaints(post season two comment: can't believe I got so close with the hair thing, the braids were probably taught to him by Felicia, Jinx mother, but still I think Silcos mother taught him how to do hair)
Zaunish or old Zaun is russian
Old Zaun was a secret code that everyone in the mines knew so they could talk in peace, without a threat of getting beat up by supervisors, it eventually spread to their families so that they can protect themselves from enforcers, eventually everyone knew
Noxian is german
Piltovian is british english (english is a universal language, but some places made it their own eg. american, australian, british(the cockney accent is how Zaunites speak it))
Viktors name in old Zaun is Vitya
Victor scares everyone when actually angry or in a sleep deprived mania
Victor was a slut during his academy years, because everyone wanted some of that exotic Undercity twinks ass, so him saying "wait this isn't my bedroom" wouldn't have surprised anyone and could have worked as an excuse if Jayce hadn't opened his mouth
Sevika had a sister that died in the bridge rebellion
Sevika and Silco are like siblings (Silco is most definitely the little spoiled brat sibling that can fuck you over if he convinces mom, in this case he is the little spoiled brat that can stab you and also has an army at his disposal)
Sevika dislikes Jinx/Powder and Violet, because they (before the explosion) reminded her of herself with her big sister, it makes her uncomfortable how Jinx turned out and Vi "died"
Ekko still has a crush on Jinx/Powder (post season two comment: btw I meant he had a crush on her when she was Powder that stayed until canon s1, not the alternative universe Powder) even tough she changed (The bridge scene makes me cry) (post season two comment: we won but at what cost)
Ekko has hallucinations when he's inventing/building of Jinx that he talks to and interacts with( they build together and bounce ideas of eachother) (post season two comment: fucking hell how did I manage to hurt myself more)
Hope you like them! Can't promise any consistent posting, but I'll try at least shorter posts!
UGHH buying a specially made strap for him😋😋
Subby!Silco Headcannons 😋
Content Warnings: Subby!Silco, GN!Reader, oral (reader receiving), oral (male receiving), fingering (reader receiving), p in v/a sex, begging, dom/sub, edging, pegging/Silco getting fucked, cum permission
Obviously NSFW below the cut!!
• To cut to the chase, giving head is undeniably one of his his favorites, there's nothing quite like it.
• Your ass hanging off his desk and his head buried between your thighs, he'll stay there for hours.
• Orgasm after orgasm he begs you to let him keep going, to taste you more.
• "Please, sweetheart, one more. Please please please, I know you're so tired but I just need more of you, this is the last one. Mmm, god, you taste so good..."
• His hands are busy as they'll ever be, one holding your thigh and the other making quick work of his cock as he edges himself through the whole thing, not cumming until after he's done with you and you tell him he can.
• He'll beg for that too.
• "Please, let me cum, please, oh- fuck! I'm so close, I did so well, will you let me cum?"
• He loves to finger you, to watch you squirm when he crooks his fingers just the right way; he certainly loves hearing you call out his name and praise him for his work.
• Sex leaves him fucked-out and it's beautiful, watching how disheveled and utterly speechless he is as you ride the life out of him or as he fucks his cum into you.
• Will beg for you to ride him, and he takes full advantage of the perks when you do, holding your chest and touching you constantly.
• Fucking him (w/ dick or strap) is a surreal experience, seeing such a strong pillar of Zaun leadership reduced to a twitching, horny puddle that will do anything for you to fuck him until he can't think.
• He squirms a lot, readjusting his grip on anything he can find, rutting his hips against you, there's too much energy in it for him to stop moving.
• The noises he makes are completely insane, nothing one could ever imagine coming from Zaun's Kingpin Industrialist.
• Moans and gasps, sometimes whines and higher-pitched cries, feral sobs and babblings of your name to not stop, go faster, harder...
• "Oh my god oh my godohmygod! Keep going please oh my god keep going! Just like that, make me cum, please- ah!"
• Will do anything to have your mouth on his cock, but he almost never asks for it, it's always a reward, but he loves the feeling.
• Will throat fuck you if you let him and despite the control you give him in doing so, he still only cums with permission.
• "Thank you, oh my god thank you. Ha! Do that again with your tongue p-please- oh my- fuck!"
• Calling him "good boy" induces a surprisingly physical reaction along with likely a whimper or moan, but he won't say he's your good boy.
4 times you sit on silco’s lap & the 1 time he pulled you onto his lap
Warnings. Sexual positions. No specific reader gender/genitalia. Impregnation kink (sorry yall its bad again). Not toxic girl dad!Silco. Pet name
1
You and Silco danced around the empty bar, twirling and singing and chasing and slipping out of each other’s fingers. For the past hour the pair of you had been letting the loud music from the jukebox reverberate through your bones as you moved fluidly around the room.
Silco’s silky black hair was pulled back into a tiny bun at the back of his head. Sweat beaded at his hairline. The little droplets grew fat and ran down his cheek bones and disappeared down the sharp edge of his jaw as he chased your laughing body.
“Crazy,” he mused to himself as the song ended and you finally let him twirl you in by the hand. Silco dipped you, watching your smile widen. He held you there as you examined him through your striking eyelashes. He leaned down slowly, sensually and let his eyes flicker between your eyes and your lips. You were caught in his trap, lips parted as your eyes locked on his lips.
Further, slower, he leaned down until you could feel his gasps of air on your lips. He parted his lips and tilted his head closing the gap between you-
Silco stood up and twirled you again. The sexy smirk on his lips made you forgive him just a little for being the incredible tease he is. “Bastard,” you cursed him with a wicked smile.
“A thirsty bastard,” he corrected smartly. Taking you by the hand, Silco led you to the bar and gestured dramatically to an empty bar stool.
He poured your favorite and slid it to you before making his own drink. Silco rounded the corner and brought the stool next to you closer to yours. He had just put his glass bck on the counter before you slid into to lap, facing him.
“Sly thing,” Silco chided, hands settling on your ass.
“You love it,” you replied. You pulled the hair tie out of Silco’s hair and watched it settle around his features perfectly. “Pretty boy.”
Silco practically purred at your words. He brought a hand up to cup your cheek and placed the other at the back of your neck. “I do love it- love you.”
“I love you too,” Silco repeated, sealing his words with a kiss.
2
“Don’t look at me like that,” Silco muttered, voice raspy with- was it. . . lust? “You know I can’t work with you watching me like that.”
You tilted your head. “Like what?”
“Don’t be coy.”
Silco didn’t look up as you rose from your spot from the couch. You heard his breathing turn shakier as you approached. Chuckling, you pulled the back of his chair until you could grasp Silco by the collar.
He spluttered- an endearingly pathetic noise you’d like to earn from him again- as you tore him from the endless plans, letters, and work sitting on his desk as he prepared for the future of Zaun. Silco didn’t actuallytry to stop you, though, despite his unintelligible grumbling.
You pushed him onto the newly acquired couch. His back hit the cushions and his raven-black hair spread around his head like a halo. Smiled as you committed the imagine of him so off-guard to memory. “You’ve been working so diligently,” you purr, raising on knee to rest between Silco’s hip and the sofa back. “And so hard. . .” You placed your other knee on the sofa and so lightly started grinding on Silco’s boner. “I think you deserve a break.”
Silco was the one watching you through his lashes now. “Is that right?” His heaving chest showed his anticipation despite his usual calm voice.
“Oh yeah,” you reply with a dangerous smile.
3
It was a late night- the crowd at the bar had been rowdy and took a while to herd all the drunkards out, leaving you an exasperated mess. Not to mention the fact that you were dealing with an astounding amount of Enforcers after Jinx had gone and stolen a couple expensive looking watches and necklaces for some reason unknown to you. All in all, you were beat.
After tossing a wad of cash to the other bartender, you bid him goodnight and headed up the stairs.
“I was wondering when you’d be up to see me,” Silco greeted you from his desk. “Come here, my dear.”
He watches your movements with those sharp eyes of his. You perched yourself on the edge of his desk and let Silco rest his head against your chest. You ran your nails through his hair the way you knew he liked. “We should go get ready for bed,” you murmured, feeling his arms wrap lightly around your waist.
Silco heaved a sigh. “I have work to do.”
It was your turn to sigh as you pushed off the desk. Silco looked up, brow arching, at you. His confusion waned as you straddled him, wrapping your arms around his neck. You felt the man under you shudder as he exhaled, stress slowly easing out of his body as you pressed soft kisses to the oh so fragile skin behind his ear. “You can do your work tomorrow after you get some sleep.”
Clearly your tender embrace had weakened Silco’s resolve because all he did in response to your statment was pull you impossibly closer to him. “I suppose you’re right,” Silco finally muttered into your shoulder.
4
Jinx and Silco were currently in disagreement over who would do Jinx’s hair, when they would be doing it, and the hairstyle Jinx wanted. For an eight year old, the little blue haired girl knew what she wanted. And it was that Sevika stayed as far as humanly possible away from the eight year old.
So that was why Silco had convinced you to go to barber near Benzo’s old shop. Something about ‘not being anle to contain such rage and emotion in such tiny body’ alone.
Truth be told, you weren’t well educated in children handling. Working with Silco and the traitor for most of your life gave you practically no time to interact with people under sixteen. Jinx had taken a liking to you- probably because you were one of the people she saw the most because of your relationship to her adoptive father. (On the certificate, you were also listed as a guardian.) So being able to style the girl’s hair as she liked would be a good skill to add to your already wide-ranging knowledge.
The two of you paid as much attention to the barber as possible. Jinx had selected a simple three strand braid that you got the hang of off the bat. Silco? Not so much, but the effort was there!
When you paid and left, Jinx was so happy with her hair and so convincing that she was given permission to play with the barber’s twin son and daughter. Silco had pressed a handful of coin into Jinx’s hand and told her to be home in two hours.
“You’re going soft,” you mused, jutting your hip into Silco as the two of you left. “It’s endearing.”
Silco recoiled. “I am not. Inconceivable.”
When you scoffed, Silco turned to you with his eyes narrowed. “Something to say, trouble?”
“Nah,” you drawled. “It’s… It’s nice to see this side of you again.”
Your lover wrapped an arm around your waist and led the two of you back home. “I haven’t felt more content in a long time,” he finally admits. Emotion made his voice gravely.
“Yeah.” You continued to walk, falling into silence.
“I like watching you with her.”
Silco’s glinting eyes are already locked on your gaze when you look up. “Yeah?” You ask, suggesting smile beginning to pull up at the corner of your lips.
“Yeah. It makes me wish I could. . . fuck one into you,” he mutters.
Your eyebrows are higher than your hairline when he speaks. “Sil, you- you know I can’t-“
The dark lust in Silco’s eyes lighten. “That doesn’t mean I can’t fuck you like you could carry my children,” he tells you, an edge of an emotion you can’t quite put a finger on.
Silco pushes open the door to The Last Drop and flicks on one of the light switches. He turns to see you sitting on the table of a booth, watching him with an expression so vacant Silco wonders if this conversation is what finally sends you running. “Talk to me.”
Continuing to say nothing, you pat the table next to you. Silco pulls himself up beside you and examines your face carefully. He is apprehensive as you slide into his lap wordlessly and wrap your legs around his waist. You trace the calloused pad of your thumb from the very bottom of Silco’s scar surrounding his eyes. It’s when you near the tip-top of the marred flesh does Silco grasp your wrist.
“Speak to me, my dear,” Silco repeats. “What are you thinking? What do you want me to do?”
Silco lets your wrist go without much resistance. You tangle your fingers through his short hair. “I want,” you begin slowly, hearing his breathing cease entirely. “You to fuck me like you could knock me up.”
It takes Silco several seconds to compute your statement before leaning in to fucking devour your lips.
5
The bar was booming tonight.
Round after round, table after table, drink after drink. In informal terms: you were fucking slammed and the crowd wasn’t thinning out.
It’d been this busy for at least the past three hours and the pain in your feet and legs had been so God awful that you couldn’t wven feel them anymore. And the poor bartenders could barely open their mouths without someone spitting out orders or tossing coins or just pestering them.
You sighed. Nights like these made you really question your love of the damn building.
An hour later, you could see a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel. With an end to the night in your near future, you found yourself walking a little faster: a little more eager to get the people more drunk and gone.
It was another whole hour before you were almost finished with the cleaning. All you had left to do was wipe down the counter and tables, put the chairs up on the table, and mop.
Silco finally slunk down the stairs to see you and the last, most desperate bartender mopping up. He slid into a booth and rested his head on his palm as he watched you.
When the two of you were officially done cleaning, Silco fished out a bag of coins from one of his pockets. “Here, kid,” he said before tossing the pouch at the awed bartender.
“I- Thank you sir,” the girl said gratefully, eyes flickering between you and Silco. You smiled at her tiredly.
“Good night, Mimi,” you told her.
Silco watched Mimi smile brightly at you- the significantly kinder of the couple- and nod excitedly. “Good night, y/n! Thank you again sir, and good night!”
You came to a stop in front of Silco and tugged your apron off. “How are you?”
Silco heaved a sigh. He reached out to you and turned you away from him. Then Silco pulled you down onto his lap. He comically scooched back until his back was against the wall and his and your legs tangled on the rest of the booth. “Better.”
As Silco wrapped his hands around your waist, you felt your back decompress as you leaned against the love of your life. Your eyes fluttered shut, heavy with sleep. “I love sitting on your lap,” you confess.
Silco hums, amused.
“Best seat in the whole damn house,” you say, yawning.
Before Silco realizes it, you’re asleep. He doesn’t want to get up because theres a chance you’ll wake up, but Silco also wants to get his love to bed.
He just rests his head on your shoulder and lets himself have this moment.
Topsider Law / Undercity Luffy - One Piece x Arcane Crossover
I tried to post it on a pseudonym on AO3 to distinguish it from my main fics seeing as it's both crossover and a bit too dark (with no comedic relief, even!) to fit my general style but frankly I have no idea if any of my plans even worked out there.
Without further ado, please enjoy this dark, gritty and stinky One Piece x Arcane Oneshot!
Lane Rat
Summary:
Based off on a tweet by @yoononymous! A oneshot! Law has heard rumors of a new drug being developed in the undercity. Wanting to get a cutting edge on his fellow students in the academy, he decides to strike a deal with the undercity's leader, Silco.
The air is so thick down here, it's absolutely disgusting.
Law feels like he can barely breathe at all. He should have hired somebody to come here in his stead instead of subjecting himself to the filth of the undercity.
Yet some morbid curiosity had fuelled him. He'd never been here after all, too busy feeling glad that he wasn't part of this retched city underneath the marvelous pristine of Piltover.
Frankly, part of what had held him back from sending somebody here was that the medical research he came to learn about wasn't strictly... legal.
Which is to say, the academy might well kick him out if they found out about him messing around with this.
Rumor had been that there was a new drug available in the Lanes, a drug that would amplify the physical strength of all those who consumed it, oftentimes healing wounds or ailments in the process.
Not that this drug had a permanent effect, so he'd need to study it carefully. However, if he could find a way to make its effects permanent he might just find a revolutionary way to cure ailments or maybe even just provide increased physical strength to whoever wanted it.
For the right price, of course. Studying medecine did not come cheap, not even when you were from a famous house in Piltover.
He's come here shrouded in a long, black cloak bearing the mark of his house Trafalgar on the back, but somehow the rats in the Lanes still seem to recognize him as a topsider. Maybe it's the way he walks, the way he doesn't scurry around looking for crumbs like them. The way he has pride and dignity while they are worth no more than the filthy dirt under his boots.
He's all too aware of the following he's been gathering since his arrival in this disgusting place. More and more shadows have been trailing after him, some barely even trying to conceal the fact that they were following him. His grip on his trusted sword Kikoku tightens. Let them come. He's got no qualms about ridding Runeterra of a few worthless criminals.
The address that he'd been given seems like a rather lavish den of thieves. "The Last Drop", it proudly states on the sign hanging above the establishment. Law scoffs. What an unimaginative name. Nothing like the noble establishments up top.
He heads inside, noticing that the shadows trailing after him seem to slink away as he enters the building. So they fear whoever is running this place. Good to know.
The air inside somehow feels even harder to breathe. He'd put the gas mask on that he bought specifically for this purpose but his informant had told him that the people living in the undercity might not take well to that, especially considering how easily it would make him recognizable as a topsider. Not that they don't already know that, if he goes by the looks they're giving him.
He ignores them and steps into a hallway besides the bar, unsheating Kikoku and connecting its hilt to a contraption strapped to his back. He makes sure Kikoku is hidden well as he knocks on the door before him at the end of the hallway. He does not wish to antagonize, but he's also not going to head into the lion's den unprepared.
A grumpy woman with short hair that's bound behind her head in a small ponytail opens the door, eyeing him suspiciously. "What do you want?"
Law gives her a condescending look. "I am from the house of Trafalgar. I have organized a meeting with your... leader." The disdain in his voice is clear and he takes a sadistic bit of joy from the hatred that he briefly sees flash through her eyes.
The woman nods. "Fine. Wait here."
She slams the door shut right in front of his face. Law is astonished. Should he really be treated so poorly? He knows they are nothing but worthless scoundrels, but he had assumed their manners to be a little more refined nonetheless. Surely they must have any basic idea of how business is successfully done even in this rotten hellhole?
It takes a few minutes for the door to open again. This time Law finds himself face to face with a terrifying beauty with black and grey hair and a metal mask covering most of her face.
He refuses to step aside, even if her stature and clothing suggest wealth, dignity and money something he's a little more used to from Piltover.
"Step aside.", the woman commands. Her voice has a mechanic filter to it, no doubt due to the mask. He'd love to know how it works and what it is good for. The people living here are used to the thick air, so it can't be because of that.
Just then, he notices a very strange looking floating contraption beside the woman. What it is he has no idea, but his curious mind is immediately piqued.
"Did you not hear me, worm?" The woman's voice is seething with rage at this point.
"Do you have any idea who you're talking to?", Law immediately puffs out his chest, trying to seem a little more intimidating.
"Some little topsider boy who got lost and thinks he can make business with the bigshots. That's all I need to know." Her voice is so condescending that Law makes a mental remark to practise his own tones of condescension at home a bit more.
The woman from earlier appears behind the woman with the contraption, signalling to Law. "Come on. It's time for your meeting with the boss."
Law nods at her and steps aside, letting the rude woman through. "Thanks for stopping by, Renata. I hope you'll find the new design to your liking." The woman addressed as Renata has nearly passed through the hallway as she hears that. She stops in her tracks and doesn't bother turning around as she sneers. "That's Miss Glasc, if you value your life, Sevika."
To Law's surprise, the woman addressed as Sevika visibly pales slightly. She'd seemed like the sort of tough, phased-by-nothing sort of criminal so judging by her reaction, this Renata Glasc person must be rather important in the undercity.
Law follows after Sevika into what appears to be a rather small space for the supposed leader of the undercity. Silco, his name, not somebody he should anger by any means, or so his informant had said.
He'd seen a picture of Silco before so he doesn't show any signs of surprise to see the left eye of the underground leader look so... wrong, for lack of a better word, but his rational mind cannot help but try to analyze what had happened to it.
Some toxic fumes? An injury to the eye, tried to fix through some technical means? He wonders if he would have been able to restore the eye to its previous state if he had gotten to treat Silco after the wound but shakes himself out of his thoughts when he realizes that he's just been standing there silently for half a minute.
Silco himself is seated in his large chair, leaned against the back of it. Apparently he's not willing to make the first move, trying to put Law at a disadvantage but two can play that game. Law is all too used to knowing how to navigate the difficult situations in the academy and he doesn't feel particularly intimidated by this thin, seemingly powerless man. Which is sure to be a misconception, judging by the information his informant had provided him with prior to this meeting.
According to the rumors, Silco had disposed of the previous leader of the undercity of many years violently, taking total control and uniting the undercity once more, taking up far more illegal transactions with Piltover than had previously been the norm. Law isn't sure if all of this information can be trusted, but one thing had been clear - if even a fraction of the rumors were true, he'd do well to remain on friendly terms with the man before him.
Finally, Silco speaks up, getting up off his chair and moving around it to lean against the front of it. "So you're the youngest son of House Trafalgar."
"That I am.", Law answers simply.
Silco looks at him scrutinizingly. "I trust you are aware that this new research we talked about in our communication cannot be given out freely to any untrustworthy individual. The other chembarons would be all too happy to get their hands on it."
Law's eyes narrow. "Given out freely? The sum we agreed on is rather lofty for you to describe it as "free"."
"Perhaps.", Silco muses. "But you are a researcher, are you not? Surely you would agree that the value of knowledge cannot be determined through mere monetary means."
"Be that as it may", Law responds in just as much of a haughty tone. "I have yet to know whether this new chemical of yours is of any value to me and my research. I suggest you do not question me and focus on the business part of our agreement."
"Very well." Silco gets up once more and moves to a cabinet in the side of the room, grabbing a suitcase resting on top of it. He carries it to the desk with ease, unzipping the sides and revealing what is within to Law: many vials of a purple liquid, bubbles inside, rising to the surface.
"This is what we call Shimmer. The chemical you paid for, the main focus of our deal. It is very new of course, so there hasn't been much testing as of yet."
Law's eyes shine with greed as he regards the vials. "I see. I look forward to doing some testing myself. Perhaps we could strike an accord. You reduce the price on this chemical and in return I remain in contact with you and provide my test results with you?"
Silco nods slowly. "Perhaps that would be a wise decision. We do already have one lab scientist working on tests, but it is as they say, the more the merrier."
He scrutinizes Law once more. "Beware, however. The test subjects tend to get a little... volatile."
Law nods, thinking of the sound-proof isolation chamber he's set up in his basement. "Fine by me. I can take the necessary precautions."
The deal is quickly struck, Law exchanging a reduced amount of the previously agreed on price in exchange for the suitcase full of Shimmer. Just as Law thinks that they're already done with everything, a weak whimper can be heard from the door adjacent to the office. He raises his eyebrows curiously, looking at Silco questioningly.
Silco waves him off. "Don't pay it any mind. That's just one of the people we will take in for testing soon."
Law's curiosity is piqued. He doesn't have a test subject himself yet and he's eager to get his hands on one. "Mind showing them to me?"
Silco shrugs. "I don't see why not." He opens the door to the adjacent room.
Apparently the boy on the other side had been leaned against the door because he stumbles and barely catches himself from falling as he enters the room.
It's a thin, starved looking boy, a little younger than Law, or maybe that's just the effects of starvation displayed on the boy before him. His black hair looks like it hasn't been washed in days if not weeks and his clothes are ragged and dirty. A strange hat made of straw dangles from a rope around his neck, looking entirely out of place in a city as dirty and sunless as this one.
Law can't help the contemptuous sneer that sneeks onto his lips at just how disgusting the kid before him looks. His contempt gets worse when the kids suddenly flings himself to Law's legs, clinging to it, looking up with wide eyes.
"Please. Help me. Please!"
Law looks at Silco, who shrugs once more. "I supposed we should have gagged him already. Someone..." - He looks at a pistol laying on his office desk as if blaming it for that someone's actions - "Should have taken him to the lab already, but she seems to not be taking her duties too seriously. Please excuse the disturbance."
"No, no.", Law quickly reassures. "Maybe I could take him with me?"
"Yes! Please, please, I just want to get back to my friends, they need me, we ran into trouble with one of the other gangs and I don't know if they're okay and-"
Law intercepts the desperate rambling of the kid by striking him straight across the face. "Silence."
The boy falls backwards, looking up in absolute horror and distraught, his hopes of being saved by this new stranger now completely shattered.
Silco smirks at the boy's expression before turning his gaze back to Law. "Why do you want to take him with you?"
"Well, seeing as I will be exercising some testing of this Shimmer drug, I too will need a test subject. It'll be hard to smuggle a person into Piltover, but going up from the undercity here should work fine, I think."
"Ah. I see. If he will still be used for his intended use, then I see no problem with it. It's not like anybody will miss him."
The boy, who's now sat on the ground, hugging his knees, mumbles quietly. "You're wrong. They'll come for me. Zoro and Sanji and Nami and Usopp and all the rest. They won't give up on me."
Silco scoffs. "Your little band of hooligans? I give them a week before they are crushed by one of the other gangs. They completely lack discipline."
Silco helps Law in gagging and restraining the resistant boy who tries to fight them but has barely any strength left from how much he appears to have been starved lately. They put him in a sack and Silco administers a sleeping drug to him so he won't cause a scene as Law makes his way back to Piltover.
As Silco says his farewell to Law at the door, he says: "I look forward to reading of your test results, mister Trafalgar. To a long and happy partnership."
He reaches out his hand for a handshake which Law prompty accepts. "To a long and happy partnership. Thank you for giving me the test subject free of charge. You're sure that those friends he spoke of won't cause any issue to me?"
Silco shrugs and smiles in a cruel fashion. "If they do, I'll have my men take care of them. Worry not."
The Affair
Inspo: Glen Orbik
❗❗his punk ass is about to perform his Last Drop with this stupid chair
why he gotta be so cunty wtf. he may have changed over the years but the urge to be a dramatic ass bitch never went anywhere
hello i made these
average viktor kinnie: he's literally my baby
average silco kinnie: he's literally my father
(Part of my Zaunite Viktor AU)
You know that feeling when you accidentally call your teacher or boss mom/dad? Yeah that shit's embarrassing lmao.
Also, what do you think of Powder's fanart? ;)
Steal their look 👗
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everything about this family photo makes me want to throw up oh mygod bunny ears the expressions VANDERS TATTOO RAAGAGHHRHGRG
also they hold eachother like an old married couple im going to kill myself the hand on silcos shoulder was bad enoufh what do you mean silco returned it by gently and firmly grasping vanders arm with a soft expression on his face can i die? can die right now ?
AU vander and silco go 1(one) scene without caressing eachother challenge(IMPOSSIBLE)
Sevika opting out in a rp me doing
REQUEST GUIDE
What exactly is allowed? And what’s not?
ALLOWED:
~ FLUFF
~ ANGST
~ GORE
~ HEADCANNONS
~ ROMANCE
NOT ALLOWED:
X. NSFW
X. INCEST
X. PEDOPHILIA
MAYBE?
? Suggestive
? Mental disorder (For awareness and spreading love about them purposes.)
? Yandere/stalking (Not too disturbing)
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CHARACTER X READER!
Ah, so you decided to request a Character x Reader? Lovely choice, reader! Let me show you what I have in store to satisfy your needs!
~ If you would like an AU of the character x reader you requested, you may ask and I will tell you if it’s possible to be written by me!
TYPES OF READER
Gender identity: ~ Male ~ Female ~ Transfem/Transmale reader [Any other gender identity like non-binary, genderfluid, agender, etc, will be referred with they/them pronouns!]
Role: ~ Civilian reader ~ Villain reader ~ Hero reader ~ Vigilante reader ~ Child reader (It must be platonic!) [And so much more! Depending on your request.]
CHARACTERS
You can’t have a good request if you don’t know what you’re requesting! Here’s a list of fandoms that I know and will do!
~ If you have a character in mind in one of these fandoms and was not mentioned, please let me know in the request!
(?) = Maybe? I don’t know their personality that well
MY HERO ACADEMIA / BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA
Students: ~ Shoto Todoroki ~ Katsuki Bakugou ~ Izuku Midoriya ~ Ejirou Kirishima ~ Kyouka Jirou ~ Mina Ashido ~ Momo Yaoyorozu ~ Ochako Uraraka ~ Tenya Iida ~ Neito Monoma ~ Itsuka Kendo ~ Hitoshi Shinso
Pro heroes: ~ Hawks ~ Endeavour (?) ~ Mirko ~ Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead) ~ Present Mic ~ Ms. Midnight ~ Sir Nighteye (?) ~ Fat Gum (?) ~ Best Jeanist (?) ~ All Might (?)
Villains: ~ Shigaraki ~ Dabi ~ Himiko Toga ~ Lady Nagant ~ Mr. Compress
Platonic only! ~ Kota ~ Eri
ARCANE
UNDERCITY / ZAUN: ~ Jinx / Powder (From when she was a kid to her current self) ~ Vi / Younger Vi (From when she was a kid to her current self) ~ Ekko (From when he was a kid to his current self) ~ Vander (?) ~ Sevika (?) ~ Silco (?) ~ Victor (?)
UPPERCITY / PILTOVER: ~ Caitlyn ~ Jayce (?) ~ Mel Medara
Voltron: Legendary Defender
Paladins: ~ Keith Kogane ~ Takashi Shirogane ~ Lance Mcclain ~ Hunk Garret ~ Pidge/Katie Holt
Altean: ~ Allura ~ Coran (Platonic only)
Half-blood: ~ Lotor ~ Acxa ~ Narti (?) ~ Ezor (?) ~ Zethrid (?)
And so much more! It all depends on your request!:DD
Blisters and Bedrock
a bunch of new arcane refs got posted on artstation including the s2e5 ghost version... the kelp rlly made him look like a mermaid so. mersilco it is.
The greatest thing we can do in life is find the power to forgive.
VANDER SILCO ENJOYERS HOW WE DOING TONIGHT 🥳🥳🥳
🚨Crack theory🚨 but at first I was confused how Vi's death led to an alternate universe where everything is a utopia. Even if Hextech was never invented it doesnt explain how all the class disparity was solved. And then I realized it was probably this:
Vander and Silco are the only ones who really had a plan for a unified and independent Zaun. My theory: after the accident, Vander went into grief over the death of his daughter and stumbled pathetically into the arms of his ex-twink, finally apologized for trying to kill him that one time, they get back together and solve all poverty with the power of old man yaoi. (Also Silco stops making drugs at some point)
HE’S FROM THE UNDERCITY‼️
version without text under the cut, plus a few other random quick arcane sketches i did bc the new trailer is so amazing im so ready for s2 🥰🎀
Had to tell my friend that Vander and Silco aren't brother and not related today and that Vander is not Jinx's actual dad. The things calling one brother when not related does to a girl
Doing whatever this is cause I need motivation and reminders
5 notes I will add to my Tardis project
10 notes I will work on my descendants time travel fic
20 notes I will work on my Silco drawing
25 notes I will add more to my Tardis project
30 notes I will finish my Hades x Morgie date fic
40 notes I will work on my Ekko drawing
50 notes I will finish my huskerdust Shrek AU fic
60 notes I will finish reading the dark tide
65 notes I will add more to the Tardis
70 notes I will finish my Rosie x Molly Hazbin Hotel fic
80 notes I will start drawing Vander
90 notes I will make a journal entry for my project
100 I will make more character bracelets
105 I will work on my Hazbin Hotel reunions fic
110 I will fix the things I need to sew and finish my audio book if I haven't already
120 I will start my owl house, school of rock AU fic
125 add even more to the Tardis
130 clean my earrings
140 finish the mauraders (Elizabeth's version) podcast and clean makeup brushes
150 go through my old stuff animals
160 start going through scholarships
I have already done Jinx, with this certain prompt. I am being fueled to do these by my love of Arcane, the need to get through my current audiobook and not wanting to do my school work.
stop why is this making me so emotional
she had a nightmare