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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Prequel Started 👀
Summary:
Before they were revolutionaries, they were dreamers.
Act 1 of a longer series, an Arcane Prequel
Giving 🎀
Vander/Silco | Ao3 link
Silco grunts as a weight lands on his shoulders, blowing a plume of smoke up towards the smudgy grey of the winter sky above. He holds the cigarette out to his left without looking, and larger, warmer fingers pluck it from his hand with deceptive delicacy.
Silco has seen those hands pick locks no bigger than his own thumbnail, so the dexterity comes as no surprise.
He shifts under the weight of Vander’s jacket, pulling it subtly closer about himself. It smells of sweat and overproof moonshine and coal dust, comforting in its familiarity.
“Who are we avoiding in there?” Vander asks, jerking his head towards the warm glow of the crowded pub Silco slinked out of five minutes ago. He passes the cigarette back.
Silco huffs, accepting it and taking another drag, letting it make him cough as he exhales before handing it to Vander again.
“I needed air,” he says.
Continue on Ao3 >>>
Silco Behind the Scenes
Silco Frames and GIFs
Silco References
Weapon References
Texture References
Silco Analysis
Arcane Analysis
Original Art
Favorite Art
Places Upscaled
I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell.
some last fleeting thoughts on an independent zaun
(original quote from asoiaf)

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Our love, deeper than any ocean~♬
ok uuuh i had deleted this because i got self-conscious but a couple friends liked it so i figured. maybe i try and leave this here again. once again english is not my first language so there might be mistakes or it might be weird or not good
anyway. and worst of all for me to live i had to kill the part of me that saw
that i needed you more
anyway the actual point of fandom is to inspire each other. reading each other's fics and admiring each other's art and saying wow i love this and i feel something and i want to invoke this in other people, i want to write a sentence that feels like a meteor shower, i want to paint a kiss with such tenderness it makes you ache, i want to create something that someone else somewhere will see it and think oh, i need to do that too, right now. i am embracing being a corny cunt on main to say inspiring each other is one of the things humanity is best at and one of the things fandom is built for and i think that's beautiful
#fandom is a party not a market via @kittenjammer
reblogging cause i'd like to believe this but my brain is always telling me "this is true for everyone except you" "everyone else can and you can't" but i'd like to start believing this
I had planned to post the whole first chapter of this but I am foiled by not having a title so for @zaundads-week day 4 pls accept this (long) single dads AU sneak peek:
There was a time when, faced with an enforcer, Vander’s go-to attitude would have been abject belligerence. That, however, was a long time ago.
And this isn’t about him. This is about Vi. It’s not himself he’s putting at risk, if he fucks this up. It’s his daughter.
“I’m sure there’s been a misunderstanding,” he says.
It’s weak. It sounds pathetic. He’s pathetic, cowering like a kicked dog in front of a man young half his age who he could break across his knee. Just because the bastard carries a badge.
Vi’s got the right idea, if she really did hit one of them. Except for the consequences.
“My officer tells me—”
The sound of the door opening cuts him off. The flimsy chair Vander’s sitting on creaks ominously as he twists around.
Closing the door behind him with a soft click that still fills the room is the most beautiful man Vander’s ever seen. Everything about him is razor sharp, from the tip of his nose to the tip of his boots and every other angle in between. Aristocratic, with his jet black, slicked-back, close-cropped hair, shot through with a streak of silver. Every inch of him neat as a pin. Head held high, shoulders narrow but squared.
One eye is a colour that could easily be blue, green, or grey. The other is milky white. Blind, Vander assumes, with a network of jagged scars around it.
He still fixes the enforcer with an even, unflinching stare.
PILTOVER’S FINEST // 6_teh

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Day One: The Pilt
happy first day of zaundads week (ignore that i posted this a day late)
doodles of them 🥺💟
posting them before i stop liking this piece. my babies....
Old one is more complicated
Education
For the @fluffbruary day 10 prompt: paper — Vander/Silco (baby editions), fluff, teaching your giant boyfriend to read as a metaphor for love | Also on Ao3
He’d expected Silco to be casually cruel about it, to be honest. The moment he’d had to confess, he’d been braced for that dismissive snort. He’d been braced to be abandoned. Declared not good enough, too flawed to make anything of.
Not that he was much different from the rest of the undercity, but Silco was. Sharp and aristocratic, beautiful, and clever. On a higher plane than mere mortals like Vander.
But no. No, what had actually happened, when it’d come down to it and Vander had been forced to confess he could neither read nor write, was a moment of surprise. Then an easy promise: I’ll teach you.

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Education
For the @fluffbruary day 10 prompt: paper — Vander/Silco (baby editions), fluff, teaching your giant boyfriend to read as a metaphor for love | Also on Ao3
He’d expected Silco to be casually cruel about it, to be honest. The moment he’d had to confess, he’d been braced for that dismissive snort. He’d been braced to be abandoned. Declared not good enough, too flawed to make anything of.
Not that he was much different from the rest of the undercity, but Silco was. Sharp and aristocratic, beautiful, and clever. On a higher plane than mere mortals like Vander.
But no. No, what had actually happened, when it’d come down to it and Vander had been forced to confess he could neither read nor write, was a moment of surprise. Then an easy promise: I’ll teach you.
some doodles ;3