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"Yknow, if you wanna change, it just starts with saying, 'Good for him, hope he gets laid'"

Verosika Mayday - Helluva Boss

This is a Verosika fan account shesso pretty oml

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BRAIDED

How Jinx ends up in braids

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Okay, blog regulars, I promise this will be the last bit of father Silco content we'll see...we'll get Wedding Bells part three out and read Lalo going feral over...everything of Princesa, but this is how I cope with Arcane season two okay???

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"The kid sees things, Silco. I know she ain't ever been...the way kids should be since we took her in but -" Sevika looks to the cigar between her strong-welded fingers. "She sees things. And she talks to whatever she sees. That's not right. If you're really, actually thinking of putting that tween's hobby of exploding everything in her sights within our line of business...that could, I don't know, affect said line of business. You know it." 

Silco does not sigh nor move, really. He does not stare at Sevika in her confrontation. He takes another inhale of his own cigar. The man gave one to his guard twenty minutes ago when she stepped in to relay the dealings and their issues today. 

He offered, and she was hesitant to accept, considering he'd never offered anyone a cigar of his own before, and it felt too...far away from professionalism. But Sevika took it from Silco and has been smoking since then. He can tell it's not her cup of tea. He assumes her true enjoyments lie in paid women and a stinging whiskey. 

“Silco.” 

Silco thinks these things because he doesn't want to think of Sevika being right about Jinx. She is. It's been a few years since her first true outburst when she was an ill little girl before she accepted Jinx - when she was little Powder. Her tendencies to whisper to herself (but not to her) and mutter in manic laughter where there's no humor has been growing ever since. Silco hasn't done much to not normalize the issue. 

In turn, Jinx hasn't put much effort into hiding her tendencies, as if it's not an issue at all. 

With every wide-eyed look and growing hand in his, Silco finds himself agreeing. It hasn't been so much of a burden on her, obviously. Jinx does not come crying to him, asking for his help in getting rid of these hallucinations. She still comes to him for her nightmares, though. And if his methods of helping her during those nights of nightmares are any clue to what he'll do with Jinx's hallucinations...well, then. He'll do nothing at all. Nothing but soothe her over until they come again . 

"You can't stop a bad dream. I can't stop a bad dream, but I'll always be there after. Here for you. That's how our world works." 

It's not an act of neglect . It's an act of selfishness. How would she come to him if he fixes her terrors? What will he do then?

"What am I to do, Sevika?" Silco blows his puff, a ring of smoke floating up into the air. "Smack her blind? That way, she won't see whatever she sees anymore?" That would be how the woman would have it. 

"...Yeah? You'd have to take out her ears too, she hears what she sees. Listen, Silco. You're saying she'll be ready soon to be out with us. In a year or so...what if this is not fixed? What if she has...a what? What'd you call it, an episode? What if they happen in the field and she gets us all killed?"

Silco nearly twirls his cigar between the skin of fingers. 

“You already act as a moderator with our crew, don’t you? It’d simply be your job to make sure that doesn’t happen…and you give that girl no credit, Sevika. None. She’s stronger than you think. Smarter. If you would let up on her, you’d know that.” 

Sevika stands, coming over to use Silco’s doodled ashtray. 

“Alright. I can handle how Powder hates me, I could handle the shit she’s bound to put us through the minute she steps outside The Last Drop. But then she has her episode out there and doesn’t even think to get out of a bullet’s way. Then what? She doesn’t even attempt to fight a rival taking her away to do Janna knows what-” 

Silco, the side of him against the desk, slams his cigared fist down. Ash flies. 

“That will not happen.”

It’s not logic on his tongue, even he knows that. But the man couldn’t possibly care. His eyes shift off to the side, looking up at his everything colleague thin-mouthed. 

“...Cause I’ll make sure? Or you’re too busy thinking like a father to think right?” 

Silco presses his ring, middle, and pointer finger against the middle of his brow before he stands. He puts out his cigar in the ashtray. 

“Because you’re talking about Powder. I’m talking about Jinx.” 

Sevika stares before she nods. Silco thinks he could imagine her scoffing right here. 

“Right. We’re still calling her that. It’s a little too on the nose. But I’ll go with what you decide, and if that decision ends in her getting us all killed or getting herself killed or worse, then-” 

Janna, let him find some fucking quiet without being reminded that Jinx can leave him. 

“I’ll talk to her. I’ll confront her as you’ve confronted me. Will that suffice or will you continue with this incessant need, this near desire to imagine the girl dead?” 

Sevika turns, going to leave. Thankfully. They agree and work with each other much better without the mention of Jinx. But of course, there’s always one last thing to be said. 

“I don’t want her dead, Silco. Not now, maybe give it another three years of her and sure, but I don’t want her dead. That’s why I’m talking about this now. But shit, with my luck, she’ll trip over those bunch of strings she refuses to cut and fall onto one of her bombs. Will I still have a job, then?” 

Silco looks to the ashtray. He presses a finger there. 

“She’s quick on her feet, that won’t happen.” 

With her back to him, the man doesn’t see Sevika hold in a laugh of no humor. She leaves. He sits back in his chair. 

It’s a position that lasts seven seconds. He gets back up. It’ll be a talk he’s on his toes for. Silco has no interest in putting Jinx in a place where she thinks her mind exists wrong. It does not. It never could, even if it burdens Sevika. Even if it burdens herself.

Even him, on occasion - but burden does not outdo perfection, especially when it all falls on him to take care of her, to let his child grow into him, a relationship neither of them could run away from. 

Before he’s able to enter Jinx’s hideout, Silco’s already treated to frustrated groans and belty-shouting. 

“Why are you doing this to me?!”

Would this be what Sevika calls an episode? Silco thinks so until he enters. He slows in his steps.  

Jinx’s attempting to put her thick, blue hair into buns. She fails. Again and again. This time, the person she’s talking to is truly herself. Or her hair. 

Silco tilts his head. 

“Where did I put the CLIP?? DAMN IT!” 

The girl, nearly twelve, lies on her stomach, legs kicking in pale-child anger. She groans into a mirror she’s managed to keep upright on the floor.

“How did she do this??” 

Jinx’s face falls into the floor. She throws a bomb off the plank. Down it goes into a puff of smoke. Silco almost feels it’s right to smile. He takes soft steps closer. 

“Jinx, what is wrong?” 

“I’m gonna throw myself off, Silco. I’m gonna. Throw. Myself. Off!” 

Every word is said with each harsh brush through her hair. It’s his old brush he gave to Jinx three months after he took her in. He realized she would, at some point, need to brush her hair. Sometimes he’d do it for her. Not so much anymore. He wouldn’t mind if that changed. It takes no time out of his day, and he gets to hear her say the funniest things that can even break a laugh in him. Only sometimes, though. 

“You wanted to grow out your hair, a harsh maintenance is eventual.” 

Jinx pffts. “I need you to make senseeeeee, please. Literally means actually, right?” 

“Yes.” 

“I’m-” His girl mms , face smushing back into the floor. “Imma hafta lit-er-ally die if you don’t make sense. Nothing is making sense! This brush is supposed to go through my hair! It always does.” 

Silco puts his hands behind his back, he finds his way to her little, tantrum-filled body on the floor. His head lowers. 

He’s forgotten what he’s come to do. 

“Well, you have to brush it every day for that to happen. Have you been brushing it every day?” 

She hasn’t. By all the tangles he’s been noticing for the past week, she most definitely hasn’t touched that brush until now. 

Jinx sits up, back slumped. She turns to him, but she doesn’t look up. “...No.” 

“There’s your issue. And now that you have long hair, you can’t get away with skipping days any more.” He kneels. 

He goes to sit fully, legs crossed. 

“Give it to me. Turn back around.” 

Silco catches Jinx’s eye roll before she turns her back to him. She hands the brush over her head, when he grabs it, he’s already at work in the mess of her hair. 

“OW! Silco!” 

It’s all tangles in the blue. Her hair is nearly down to her waist and Silco is sure she’ll let it grow further. He won’t stop her. It’s all hers. 

“When I promised no harm would come to you with me, I excluded this.” He nearly grunts on a particularly hard knot to comb through. “Keep still! Before I scalp you.” 

“UGHHHERHRHHEHHERRUGH!” 

“Did that help?” 

It’s a beat of silence. 

“...I don’t know.” 

Silco doesn’t stop. He doesn’t know how long they’re there - but it's the groans of a restless child and his focus on blue threads of hair until it’s smooth, untangled. Perfect on that head of hers. He runs his fingers through. 

“There. Perfect.” 

And he runs his fingers through, thinking. Wading in his thoughts. 

“Alright, thanks! Now it’ll be easier for me to hide things in the-” 

Jinx goes to run off, but he takes her by the shoulders when his thought is finished. When it’s resulted in an idea. 

“Sit back down, child.” 

Jinx groans out, head falling back when her hold body does. “Whaaaaaaaat?? I said thank you! Here!”  

She throws her back into his chest, staying there for a long, restless moment. 

“Back-hug!” 

“We’ll give you braids. It’s a protective hairstyle.” 

“What?” 

He pushes the girl to sit off of him, already separating her hair into two bunches. “Do not pretend that you don’t know what braids are, Jinx. I don’t know how you’d make a bit out of that.” 

“No, how can hair be protective?”  

“Hair can be protective. And expressive.” 

And there, Silco begins to braid. It’s easy, and he will not think of how confronting her with her head and everything in it would protect her, cause it’d be separating those parts from Jinx. He wants to separate nothing. It’s as simple as that. 

“Hair is hair. Silco.” 

“Then you’ll let me shave all of yours off, hm?” 

Jinx is silent after that - just until he moves onto the next braid. He barely thinks of his memories, and whether or not he should relay them. 

“My hair wasn’t always this short. I had it longer. Not like you, but I could’ve braided it if I wanted to. At my age, it’s easier to maintain what I have now. Not that I’m old like you say.” 

It’s another beat of silence…

Then a breaking of giggles. Silco can feel them with every brush. 

“What?” 

“I see a braided Silco! I can’t-” She giggles so brightly. His lips thin, curve. “That’s so funny! You need to put your hair into pigtails. Right NOW!” 

And there. He’s finished. 

“There. This will hold you over, because I know you won’t remember to brush it every day.” 

He puts the braids over Jinx’s shoulders. Through the mirror, he’s able to see her face soften and study them as she patters her fingers over. 

“Do they work?” 

“...Yeah.” 

Silco smiles. He kisses the back of her head. There, he remembers, but he only has one thing to say. 

“You see a lot of things. And all of them are real, one way or another. Yes?” 

The girl doesn’t say anything at that, she only falls back into his lap. She’s curled, back against his chest. 

“How mad would you be if you woke up to pigtails tomorrow?” 

It’s a genuine question that’s asked so innocently. Silco sighs. 

“I don’t waste my anger on things I can’t control.” 

“Good.”

YAY, YOU'RE BACK TO WRITING FOR ARCANE. How would the arcane characters react (mainly vi, ekko, and jinx because i would marry, marry, and marry them all!!) to a reader who is sooo affectionate and finds every last thing they do so cute they get cuteness aggression and just jump at them like a cuddle bug often? thank you so much!!

Coming right up!

Arcane x Cuddle Bug! Reader

Characters: Powder/Jinx, Violet "Vi", Ekko, Caitlyn Kiramman, Viktor, Jayce Talis, Mel Medarda, Sevika and Ran.

Warning: None really. SFW.

A/N: Am I the only one who wants to snuggle into Caitlyn? Ugh, I love her so much.

Powder/Jinx

“Oh! Hey there, sugar! You want to cuddle? Don’t have to ask me twice! I’ll cuddle you so much that you get tired of me! But you’d never get tired of me, right?”

Jinx is a super clingy person, so for you to be as clingy as her it’s like you two are a match made in heaven. There’s barely any time that passes when you two are not touching each other and she lives for your cuddles. It doesn’t matter if you hug her out of nowhere or she sees you about to embrace her, she is stopping everything she is doing and pulling you into the tightest of hugs.

Most of the time if she isn’t causing mayhem in the streets of Zaun or busy with her inventions, she will spend her time just holding you so close and showering your face with the cutest but most childish of kisses. She doesn’t care if it’s in private or public, she will make it known that you two can’t keep your hands off each other. You are her cuddlebug and she is yours and that won’t ever change.

Violet “Vi”

“Woah there, cuddle bug! You’re gonna make me screw up my workout… Oh forget it. How can I say no to you?”

Because Violet is absolutely touch starved, she will never decline your cuddles, even if you take her by surprise a few times with how you hug her so suddenly. She finds it adorable how you fangirl around her and find everything she does to be awesome or cute. Granted she does wish you’d call her hot or sexy, but knows that isn’t really in tune with your personality.

Regardless, she tries to make sure you know how adorable you are, always telling you while you two are cuddled up together how lucky she is to have you and how you are so adorable. Even when you visit her at work, she’ll try to drop everything and have you run into her arms to pick you up. And every time she’s got time off work or is coming back from a job, she’s automatically looking for you so she could hook you in her arms and never let go.

Ekko

“Y/N, haha! You know we gotta keep this private, babe- The kids are gonna pounce on us any second now!”

Does Ekko love hugging you? Absolutely. The warmth of your arms around his body makes him stop everything he’s doing and just hug you while calling you his firelight or firefly. Unless he’s calling you an angel or lovebug, which never fails to make Scar either look at you two in awe or roll their eyes in mock annoyance. Unfortunately, Ekko does try his best to make sure you two don’t get super affectionate around the children, especially when it comes to hugs.

Why? Because as soon as you hug him, the children find this as an invitation to gather around him and have him nearly die under a cuteness overload of a group hug. It’s nice as a once in a while occurrence, but all the time? Maybe not. Outside of the reactions you two garnish and even the teasing of you being the firelight king/queen, Ekko lives for your cuddlebug energy, wanting to be in your arms after a long day’s work. It’s always the best way to end the night… 

Caitlyn Kiramman

“And that’s why if I am able to block this end of the road, I’ll- Oh!... Oh come here, sweetheart. If you wanted to cuddle so badly, you could’ve asked.”

Caitlyn has always been someone who was more subtle with her love, pulling you into brief kisses, cupping your cheek and holding you by your waist. She usually leaves the more out there gestures like hugging and cuddling for you to initiate. But when you do? It might be harder for you to get her off of you instead of the other way around. It can be at work, in her home, outside of work or at an event. As soon as she feels your arms wrap around her slender body, she’s stopping for a second to hold you back and kiss your forehead.

She will continue working if you interrupt her during a briefing or in the middle of cracking a case, but the entire time, she will have at least one arm around your body and make sure you are comfortable. Her comrades tease her about it and she’ll scowl a bit, but she doesn’t care. As far as she can tell, she’s extremely lucky to have you as a lover.

Viktor

“Ah! Oh, it is just you, zolotse. Remember, you have to warn me of these cute little hugs of yours.”

At first, Viktor wasn’t used to your physical affection and how you were in awe of everything he did. He actually thought you were mocking him at first or being silly. But after a while, especially when the two of you became a couple, he grew accustomed to your affections. He does get a bit startled when you hug him out of nowhere and he does have moments where you cheering him on does make him a bit bashful, but he enjoys your sweet gestures regardless.

He does find it difficult to be as outgoing with his love for you as you are with him, but he does try his best to make you realize he loves you, especially in the form of quality time and calling you by sweet pet names bound to make you blush. Viktor has a tendency to pass out from working too hard and waking up in your arms. And though he’d never say it out loud, you know based on the way he snuggles into you, he adores it and adores you.

Jayce Talis

“I know what you want and I want it too- So bring it in! I’ve waited all day to be in your arms!”

Because Jayce is always out at work, it’s kind of hard for you two to be around one another all the time. That’s why when he does reunite with you after hours or you two can be together on days off, he’s spending the majority of his free time with you or wrapped around you. He sort of craves for your praise and compliments as much as he craves your cuddles.

Many would compare the councilman to a needy dog wanting his owner’s undivided attention and he definitely gets that through you. Though he may try to act all cool or play coy, everyone knows that you mean so much to him and that he becomes putty around you. Even if they don’t, you’re not afraid to say it aloud. Just make sure Jayce isn’t around or that man will become redder than a beet.

Mel Medarda

“What’s wrong?... I know that look. You want to- Ah! Well looks like you beat me to the punch, darling. How about we take this to the bed, hmm?”

Mel wasn’t really given physical affection when she was younger. She was more someone who preferred verbal affection with words of affirmation. So when it came to you and how affectionate you are, she found herself adapting and loving physical affection as much as telling you how much she loved you.

Your cuddles and sweet gestures are her personal heaven she loves returning to after a long day’s work, especially if she can spend an evening with you platonically in your shared bed. In your arms, she feels she can air out anything that’s bothering her or interests her, especially when you admit how cute it is when she does. Though this kind of intimate affection is delegated to private quarters, anyone can know from the way Mel speaks of you outside of home and at events that you mean so much to her.

Sevika

“Yeah! So then I was like screw you, I can do whatever- Hold on. Uh, Y/N. I thought we agreed to not do this at work?”

Sevika is considered the Right Hand of Zaun, a woman who is feared if not respected by her peers. And she’d like to keep it that way. Which means that while you two are at work, she prefers it if you don’t cuddle her around co-workers and give them something to tease her about. You two can only flirt and kiss and even then, it has to be sexy…

But alone, when both of you are away from the public eye, Sevika is at your beck and call wishing for nothing else but to hear your sweet praises and melt into your arms and touch. Expect her to call you the cutest thing ever and tease you on occasion, but afterwards she’s basically a big needy cat, or as she prefers to be called, a panther. It’s moments like these where you can really consider yourself lucky to see a raw side of Sevika. And it was only preserved for you.

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