Silco And Jinx - Blog Posts

I can also see it as a Reverse AU from season one, as Jinx did her best to get rid of Powder, a part of herself that because of her guilt just held her back and hurt her, both in her and Silco's eyes.

It would be interesting to see Jinx slowly building up into Powder, Powder looking at Jinx as a monster, having the same relationship with one another, hating each other, not wanting to accept the small part of the other that lives in each other.

If it's the Jinx at the end of season 1 and start of season 2 I can totally see a scene where both girls fight for control, which turns into Jinx lashing out of everyone around while Powder cries, only for both of them to stop at Silco's voice, he wasn't even talking to her, just asking what was going on, but it's enough to let Jinx let go so Powder can be comforted by the others. Powder would be so confused as, why Silco? Why not stop at Ekko (her boyfriend), Mylo/Claggor (her brothers) or Vander (her dad)?

If Jinx jumps towards Silco, tackling him and hugging him, then she won.

If she breaks the cycle, Powder won.

(Also, Monkey vs Bunny as a theme would be going hard for these two.)

Were they ever really that different?

But Isha did have something special for Jinx, it was Jinx's inner child, who was just hurt by seeing Vi with the enforcer uniform. Up until that moment Jinx already had come in terms that Vi was not in her side, that she would not put her over Caitlyn (who is an enforcer). But to have to see her as her enemy, and no only that, but the enemy who killed their parents, hurts her, so she does a tantrum very similar to the one Powder did when Vi, Mylo and Claggor left her behind to save Vander in Season 1 Act 1.

Isha has parralels with Powder, mostly in the fact that Isha is a "little devil" and a wildcard that is weak, sly and eager to join the older people around her in what their adventures and try to make herself useful when in reality she is the most vulnerable spot of the gang.

Jinx doesn't have a reason to hurt Isha, so at first she does nothing. She never plans anything with Isha in all act one, Isha just seems to follow her around and Sevika and Jinx just don't bother with her as she didn't get on the way. Before the fight with Vi and Caitlyn none of the women seem to even address her. She is just there, her fault if she gets hurt.

Because they, unlike Silco who saw himself in the little girl who was betrayed and abandoned by her older sister, didn't feel responsible for Isha until act 2, where she was already part of the gang with a time skip that had the girls bond over just being girls. Because after Isha saved her and decided already she would stay by Jinx's side, holding tight into her just like Powder (I'm convinced she was Jinx in that moment, but still) did with Silco, Jinx didn't have a reason to send her away as she planned to waste away anyway. She was already partially suicidal, no purpose in her life, but ended havibg fun with what resulted in her own Powder, who unlike with Silco, she doesn't view as herself, bit it's her inner child, who she had a chance to fix and heal. Silco got attatched to her daughter in a blink of an eye because he saw himself on her, we can infer Jinx got attatched to Isha slowly as a result of time together given by a "why not".

And Jinx was never a monster like Silco was, every kid SHE orphaned (not Silco) was an enemie's children. Caitlyn (who was probably THE person Vi was refering to to be able to say Jinx orphaned children, as Vi didn't really care about all the enforces Jinx killed so she had to go for the hypothetic children to condem her instead), Marcus' daughter, and any child of any enforcer and councilor that died because of her doing. She orphans Piltover's children, and the child she gassed's as of Piltover as well, and he wasn't targeted in particular, he just had the luck to be there when Jinx and Sevika set the paint bombs (event that I remind you, the Undercity children were cheering on). Isha is from the Undercity, so she gets a benefit of a doubt of being left to be as long as she doesn't get in the way children of Piltover would never, because they are from and with the enemy.

Jinx is not meant to be a morally good character, but she is not Silco's worst. Isha was different BECAUSE Jinx got attatched to her and reminded her of Powder, but besides that, as a Zaunite kid that didn't get in the way, she was already different to any kid Jinx hurt directly and indirectly.

Isha from the start rubbed me the wrong way but I ignored it.

I think they reason why I ignored it was that many times before s2 came out it did occur to me that Jinx would likely bond the easiest with kids. That since she’s so childish in a lot of ways it would be easier for her to interact and find common ground with a kid, it would be the first time in her life that the familial power dynamic would be reversed, it’d be interesting to see her in an irresponsible but fun big sis role. And initially it seems that that’s what they were doing with Isha so I wanted to give her a chance.

In retrospect I think the reason why it felt off to me from the start is that what they did in ep 2, which introduces Isha and reintroduces us to Jinx, was they gave us a metaphorical scene portraying Jinx’s grief, then we see her walking to music for a minute and immediately after that Isha falls into her lap. We saw nothing of Isha whatsoever before that moment and we never learn anything about her past, she was never a character. The story’s visuals create parallels between this meeting and Silco and Powder's meeting, and like many parallels in s2 it falls flat cos the parallel just highlights how those two are not the same at all.

In s1a1 we spend 3 eps with Silco and Powder individually, with it never occurring to us and the story never hinting at these characters ever coming together. After all this time of establishing what each character has going for them, what makes them tick, and with some visual hints sprinkled in ep 3 we get to their first meeting and even tho you’d never anticipate it the characters immediately click and you GET IT. The characters’ pains and emotions and connections and goals that we’ve explored for 3 eps slot with each other perfectly. What happened when Isha met Jinx for the first time? she fell into her lap. ok.

Like at this point in their lives Silco and Jinx were monsters, and with Silco you need to give me a good reason why this kid was special and he didn’t stab her, and in the same way you need to explain what’s so special about Isha that differentiates her from all the other kids that Jinx apparently orphaned or that one piltover kid (and more) that she gassed.

new art 🫡 NOT A SHIP they are father and daughter ty

Shimmer-Filled Dreams

➼ Sorry that this took forever! I got busy and lost motivation, I can’t promise a consistent posting schedule. Truly I’ll write then when I feel I inspired to. When I was trying to force myself to write it all came out terribly

➼ This is more a pilot chapter for the series, establishing some background context that will be important later on

➼ Tbh I might change the title since I’m bad at naming things. But with all that said, enjoy!

His dream of going to the Academy to be something more dashed in a mere few moments. He had been 19, his parents scraping up enough money to buy a used Academy uniform. Viktor had never been happier, had never hugged his parents tighter. His dreams were going to be realized! That entire morning was spent obssessing over getting all the wrinkles out of the clothing, making sure his hair was presentable, and fixing up his sorry excuse for a cane. He was going to sneak into the Academy, and by the time they even realized he was going to be doing so well there that they wouldn't be able to kick him out. It was genuis and it was going to work. It had to.

He made it to Piltover, strolled in through the Academy doors...only to have everyone look at him. An enforcer just a few feet in front of him, their cold, uncaring eyes trained on him. "Don’t make this any harder than it needs to be.” their voice rang out. His heart dropped to his shoes. How could they have known? So soon? He looked the part. There were so many people here, how was he picked apart from the crowd? It didn’t make any sense. From behind the enforcer he could see someone. Professor Heimerdinger. Yes! Okay, all wasn’t lost. The professor would see this and step in, surely he would. Silently he pleaded with him, his voice caught in his throat. The professor looked up at him, their eyes meeting. Now all he has to do was speak up. So close! Instead his gaze was then cast to the floor, walking off to wherever his original destination was. He didn’t help. He didn’t say anything. Viktor was snapped out of it by the enforcer grabbing his arm, starting to tug him outside. There was no use fighting it. He walked along with the enforcer, being pulled a bit to try and keep up despite doing his best with his cane and his leg. He was only let go once they were over the bridge that separated Piltover and the Undercity, not given a second glance as they walked back to their original post.

Viktor wasn’t one to cry, he simply stood there, unable to believe what had just happened. How could he go back home? His parents sacrificed so much for him to get this opportunity. Without even getting to open his mouth in the Academy he had failed them. No, he couldn’t go back home. The disappointment on their faces alone would be enough to slaughter him where he stood. He was on his own now, he’d figure it out. He always did. With some difficulty he made himself start walking. Where? He wasn’t sure. But moving forward seemed a lot better than standing right beside the bridge like an idiot. His eyes were cast down at the ground before him as he moved, until he spied a familiar pair of shoes. Looking up he saw Singed, how long he had been standing there he didn’t know. They hadn’t spoke much since he was younger, since he found out what he was doing to Rio. He ran and never looked back. But he’d spy Singed here and there whenever he was walking around, picking up materials and whatnot. Sometimes they’d have a short conversation, but he never came back to help him with his work. He couldn’t. All he could see was Rio’s face whenever he passed the general area of his lab. Or house really. A combination of the two.

“An Academy uniform,” he observed “did you get in like you had always wanted?” When they had been working together, even from a young age, Viktor would always talk about wanting to go to the Academy. Seems he never lost that dream. Or perhaps he just had. “I..I tried. They found out I wasn’t supposed to be there as soon as I walked in and they escorted me out of Piltover.” His face was hard to read, as usual. But he gave a slow, solemn nod. “I see. I’m sorry to hear that. I remember how much you wanted to go. And after everything your parents told anyone who would listen.” That caught his attention. His eyes widening slightly, a slight mix of horror and disbelief written on his face. “What have they been saying?” Singed knew he had his attention now. Perfect. “How they were so proud of you for seizing your dreams. That they couldn’t wait to see what success you’ll grow into. That they always knew you would amount to something greater than they could ever imagine. But you getting kicked out? Oh..it would break their hearts. It really seems like they’re depending on you, Viktor.”

If his heart was in his shoes before, it was in hell now. This confirmed it. He couldn’t go back. Sure he had always known his parents expected good things from him, but the gravity of it all was finally hitting him now that it was all crashing down around him in a fiery blaze. “I can’t go back home.” He wasn’t sure if he was talking to Singed or to himself. Maybe he wasn’t talking to anyone. But Singed was listening. “Do you have a place to stay?” He asked, already knowing the answer before Viktor slowly shook his head. He gestured towards the Undercity. “Come with me. I have someone I’d like you to meet. He may be able to help with your situation. Give you a place to stay and a purpose. That’s what he did for me.” A bit of an exaggeration there, but if it works it works. Viktor slowly followed after him to the old cannery, wondering who this man could be. Singed worked for him? He didn’t think that he’d work for anyone other than himself. He didn’t seem the type to like taking orders. Then again, people did what they had to do to survive. Anything to keep food on the table. He was lead down a long hallway to an elevator, stepping on before it began its decent. Down, down, down. It was dark for a while. Then suddenly there were windows..into the water. Various fish passed by in blurs, he wasn’t sure how deep down they were at this point.

When the elevator finally stopped and Viktor stepped out, he saw a lab. Pretty fitting for Singed. His eyes were immediately drawn to a purple liquid filling multiple test tubes. Shimmer. Rio. He wasn’t surprised that this was what he was hired to do. Or perhaps he was ‘working’ for this mystery man against his will. That was a common occurrence here. Other than the lab equipment, the place seemed barren. “You know if you wanted to kill me, there were closer locations for that.” He said flatly. This had to be some sort of set up, an unnecessary one if that truly was his goal. He wasn’t exactly a hard target to kill. Either way Viktor’s free hand rested on his hip, on the handle of the knife he had hidden in his waistband. Yes, he had been going to Piltover, somewhere with a low crime rate. But old habits die hard.

“You’re more useful to me alive.” A voice rang out from ahead. As if that was any reassurance. His eyes looked towards the source of the voice, a chair he hadn’t taken note of before spinning around. Revealing the man he must have been meeting. Two mismatched eyes met his own, one blue and the other black and yellow. Scarring covering the clearly damaged eye, but it didn’t seem..real. His skin was too even for that to be real. He was hiding behind makeup to cover up whatever scar caused the damage to his eye. “And who are you? A James Bond villain?” His hand tightened around the handle. If he was going down, it wouldn’t be without a fight. “Your new boss, Viktor.” He leaned forward in his chair slightly. “I’ve had the doctor here tell me a great deal about his former pupil. How he saw potential in him. And now I’m here to offer him a job and a place to stay.” Talk about too good to be true. Viktor eyed the man and Singed, who simply nodded. “I could use another mind to help me with perfecting shimmer. You’ve already seen how it’s made. You’ve helped me before, Viktor. Think about what we could do with something as potent as shimmer.”

It wasn’t a good option. Fuck, it was hardly an option. This seemed more like cornering a scared animal in an alleyway. “What’s your name?” He finally asked, hand falling from his blade and back down to his side. What other choice did he have? It was this or the streets. “Silco. Now, you have work to do.”

About five years had passed. The shimmer was finally ready, the side effects stabilizing. Viktor had a small room in the underground laboratory that he seldom rested in, too focused on his work in making shimmer usable. There was potential there, if used right shimmer could save. That was what he was focusing on, the healing elements. This could improve lives, truly. But he knew it could also take them. That was clear enough with the trails Singed put whatever animal he grabbed off the street through. Mainly rats. They just shouldn’t have gone for the cheese in that obvious cage. He didn’t take part of this trials, administering or watching. Viktor’s roll was to simply read the observations and adjust the formula for the next batch of shimmer based on that. Maybe the shimmer would have been done sooner if he oversaw the trials, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. With each animal he put in that glass cage he could only see Rio. It made him feel small all over again, a feeling he hated.

Almost as much as he hated feeling the ground underneath him shake and see blue smoke blow up in the sky. He had run out to the lanes to pick up a few odds and ends he needed for his work. Seems he made the right choice. The cannery was going up in flames. Panic surged in his chest, with each blink his world altering. One moment it was the cannery. The next, a small house that had been turned to ash. Blink. Blink. Blink. He clutched his cane tighter and hurried towards the fiery mess. All his notes. His work. Gone up in flames. Save for the journal he was carrying in his worn-to-hell messenger bag. As he was doing his best to race towards the burning building he saw figures walking towards him calmly. Or, well, mostly calm. Save for a little girl with blue hair in Silco’s arms, clutching onto him like a lifeline. A goon whose name he couldn’t be bothered to remember holding an unconscious Sevika.

“What the hell happened!?” He nearly shouted, utterly confused and honestly angry that any of this was even happening. Silco didn’t bother with an explanation, walking past him and in the direction of the Lanes. “I’ve seen your tinkering. Sevika will need a prosthetic arm. You will work on that while Singed starts up shimmer production.” He was left little choice but to follow after Silco, the little girl watching him with caution and fear in her eyes. “My lab was just blown up-!”

“My lab, remember?” Silco cut in with a glare out of his good eye. “We will rebuild. I already have the perfect place in mind. And while I work on our new nation of Zaun, you are to help watch over Powder.” That made the girl, Powder, seem to ease up a little. Silco trusted him. He had to be at least alright. Even if Viktor looked like he was just ordered to cut off his own foot and eat it. “I am a scientist, I am not a babysitter. Do I look like the sort of person who knows how to handle children?” Powder shrunk back in Silco’s arms. Seems she was wrong. “Well you’re going to learn, aren’t you? She has a brilliant mind, you two will get along just fine.”

This what, eleven year old? Who was currently shaking like a leaf? He didn’t believe it. Powder pointed towards the burning building, “it..it was an accident..”

She made that happen? Sure explosions weren’t that hard to make. But one of that magnitude? And on accident? She had to have some sort of head on her shoulders to accomplish that. Perhaps babysitting wouldn’t be as tedious as he first thought. “Uhm..well..do you like boats?” He asked, trying to find some sort of topic for a kid. Powder seemed to smile a little. “I prefer sharks. Those best boats.”

“Well we’ll just have to see, won’t we? When I get the materials, you build a shark, I’ll build a boat, and we’ll battle them.” That broke her out into a full blown smile despite the tear marks on her cheeks. “You’re on!”

➼ This is more just a little clarifying note since I am paranoid. I’m not shipping Jinx and Viktor in this series. They will be written as basically adoptive siblings. The main romance pairing here is JayVik with possibly some other minor ships in the background. I don’t think anything I wrote would give off the vibe that I was trying to ship Jinx and Viktor, but just in case. I hope you guys liked this! I hope to write more soon <3

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!

My baby, my baby

You're my baby, say it to me

I bet on losing dogs

I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place by the ring

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down

I'll be there on their side

I'm losing by their side

 Everyone’s reaction when Victor literally became Jesus (Even mine brother said he’s Jesus)

"OH YOU HATE CAITLYN BUT YOU PROBABLY DON'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT SILCO!"

LOUD WRONG BUZZER OVER AND OVER AGAIN

Not only do i despise Silco as an individual and how the fandom loves to ignore the fact that he groomed Jinx (in a non sexual way) and he is one of the main reasons why s1 Jinx was as bad as she was (no, letting the clearly self destructive person be self destructive is not giving them freedom and it is in fact more a way for an abuser to keep the abused in their control)

I despise the fact that the writers wanted to push the centrist bullshit of "Oh violence against your opressors is as bad as the violence your opressors execute over you" using HIM.

But guess what? Silco being an awful person and character does not erase Caitlyn. They're both shitty people and they're both awfully written only existing for the writers to push stuff like

-Abusing butch lesbians is okay!

-ACAB is wrong

-We shouldn't support revolution we should support a reform!

-Police brutality can be okay if it's a femenine woman doing it!

Amongst others.

Btw i will most likely make another post discussing Silco's abuse towards Jinx because everyone from a Jinx fan to a Kuklux kiraman stan loves to push this narrative of how silco was a "great father" and a "positive influence" bs, directly and inderectly pushing another narrative trying to make Jinx look like a spoiled brat who only did stuff because she was a "UNSTABLE MENTALLY ILL MONSTER WHO CANNOT LOVE AND ONLY ACTS FROM SADISM. AND SHE WAS THE ONE WHO CHOSE THAT LIFE NOBODY BUT HERSELF CAN BE BLAMED!" And that shit obviously doesn't sit right with me especially if it comes from the people that are now on twitter using raegan's "war against drugs!" As a way to defend their favorite cop.