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ARCANE | Powder's Hideout Matte Paintings | Melvin Limoge

Made an arcane fan animation hehe

lazy mornings at the Last Drop ☕☀️

Concept art and final render of Silco's office occupied by Sevika.

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Just This Once

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Silco x GN!Reader

Summary: Stressed Silco, the King of Zaun asks if you'd sleep with him. Only for the night, as he says.

Warnings: Smut, Power dynamic, Cigar Use

Minors do not interact!

Stepping up the wooden stairs, trying not to slip on the simmer that covered them, surprised no one had licked it up earlier when the bar was open. Towel thrown over your shoulder seconds ago finished polishing the many glasses that were set under the bar's countertop.

Keys rattling in your hand, knocking on Silco's office door, opening the door when hearing his invite. Scanning over the king of Zaun, sitting in his chair. Head in his hands, slowly sitting back up with a hand gliding over his hair, putting each strain back in place.

“Finished closing up,” you say, walking over to the desk, placing the keys atop it. Not bothering to look at your boss’s two-toned eyes that held a piercing stare while turning to exit.

“Before you go,” he says, interrupting your exit. Facing the drug lord, trying to find anything that you have done wrong in your head.

Watching as he sets his elbows atop the desk, leaning in before motioning to the couch. Carefully sitting down, keeping your eyes on him, as did he with you, though his stare being one of interest.

“I have something to ask of you,” he starts, having your full attention.

“I’ll only ask you to do this once if you agree,” he continues, causing your nerves to rise by the second. Seeing how fear wore you, a small smirk dawned on his face before furthering his ask.

“I’ve been stressed these past few days and need a release. I'm asking if you'd be willing to help me release that stress.” He spoke so smoothly, yet still, you sat confused, brows furrowing as you tried to find clarification.

“Are you asking me to massage your shoulders or…?” Your confused ask makes Silco chuckle.

“I’m asking if you’d let me fuck you.” His blunt words buzzed in your mind, his face showing no sign that this was a joke. Swallowing back your fear and jokes, needing to feel this out.

“What do I get out of it?” You ask, making the man pause, making him look off to the side to think, allowing you to scan his features a bit more. Defining him in your mind, how his lips pursed when thinking, and how his hair was quick to fall apart, making his arm sore from the habit of smoothing it back over.

“What do I have to do?” You ask, breaking the air’s silence and pulling the man from his thoughts, “Do I just have to blow you?” Your words filled with anxiousness, refusing to wait any further in the office, especially with this ask lingering in the air.

Instead of answering you, he holds out his hand, inviting you over. Taking it, he guides you to lean against his desk. Looking down at the dangerous man, his gentle touch contrasts with his sharp stare that travels up and down your body quickly before speaking once again.

"I'm not here to ask you for something so simple," he says, glancing down at your body once again, giving you the hint your mouth nor hand were what he sought from you.

"Closing shifts only and a pay raise. Those are my conditions," you state. Needing more pay and only wanting closing shifts to not have to deal with the bar during its golden hours and the heavy smell of simmer. Though this wasn't the only thing in it for you, as the king of Zaun wasn't bad-looking, and his intimidation not only made you squirm in fear but made something much deeper in your pool.

Watching as Silco smiles, leaning in, hand still holding yours, giving him the power to yank you close, lips inches away from each other. "Conditions accepted," he whispers before smashing his lips into yours.

Forced to lean back as he stands up, hands now gripped onto your thighs, squeezing roughly. Before you could touch a single strain of his hair, Silco pulled away, staring down at you hungrily before once again yanking you.

Following his lead off the desk and into a door that connects to his office to a room filled with bookcases that lined the walls of the dark room with a bed in the middle of it.

“Strip,” Silco orders, still catching his breath. Doing as he says, adrenaline pounding in your ears. Standing in front of Silco, bare and stiff as he looked over you, excited by the sight of the outline on his pants that grew bolder by the second.

Pushing you down with one nudge, landing on the thin bedsheets that smelled less of cigars and more of strong hair products and cologne. Breathing it all in quietly while watching the show of him unbuttoning his vest, then shirt, and pants with every clank of his belt, making the reality of your agreement more real.

Finally, being just as bare as you, he slowly climbs on top of you, legs in between yours, making sure they stay open. Sparsely trailing kisses along your chest, then touching back down roughly on your lips. One hand supported his body hovering over you while the other raised your thigh, allowing his cock to teasingly slide against you.

Silco's hums of enjoyment fight against your huffed whines; once again, just as the enjoyment starts to peak, Silco pulls away, leaving you with an emptiness as your nerves rattled for more.

"I was ready to hand you over anything you wanted when you agreed." He says, out of breath. "You should have asked for more." He continues to tease you.

"Get on all fours," he orders, following his orders once again, this time with a drunken need for him. Watching from the corner of your eye as he quickly grabs a cigar from the nightstand, the flicker of the lighter makes your breath hitch.

Quickly looking away, feeling as the bed behind you dips with the smell of his cigar taking over the air, you started to gasp as Silco entered you. Pushing through your wet walls, leaving no time for them to adjust, with a free hand, he pushes your shoulders down, leaving your face to be pressed against the thin sheets.

Silco's nails dig into your shoulder as his thighs slap against your ass, echoing off the walls, harmonizing along with your eruptive moans. Looking up at Silco through watered eyes, watching as his head tilts back, biting down on his cigar, breathing the thick smoke.

Fighting off the discomfort of his cock having made its home in you so quickly, needing to feel the pleasure of your boss's cock quickly as his lasting time was unknown to you.

Taking notice of your stare, he pulls the cigar from his mouth, leaning in as he hovers it over your mouth, inviting you to hold onto it for him. Accepting the offer, allowing him to use both hands to hold your hips in place, supporting his rougher thrusts.

Hearing Silco's moans almost out-beating yours as you tried not to cough from the light intakes of his cigar. A flood of curses sounded from behind you as his thrusts became clumsy yet deep, carving deep within you as his hips buckled, though still slamming against you, needing to watch your ass pounce against his thighs.

Finishing his climax, pulling out of you with a shaky sigh. Watching with watered eyes and tears-stained cheeks as he moved off the bed while picking the cigar from your mouth. Grabbing a blanket from off a chair that sat next to the nightstand, shaking it to unravel it before throwing it over your worn body.

"I'll have Sevika walk you home," he says, walking off out of view, leaving only the sound of the door to alert you to his exit. Whether to walk the city or to sit at his desk to finish off his cigar, it didn't matter as sleep quickly overtook you.

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i already owe you my life and soul for the silco art you have shared with us but if you did draw dilf silco with tattoos esp a scorpion on his hip i would actually fr nominate you for person of the year

ask and ye shall receive 🧘‍♀️ here he is- (fairly quick sketch sorry, and it’s not actually that raunchy at all but I just want an excuse to try out posting on bsky lol 🏃‍♀️)

Daughter Harasses Her Own Father For No Reason

Well, I did a thing with another scene again...

Am I the only person who enjoys watching how Silco reacts to each stab?

ARCANE | Vander's Bar Matte Paintings | Martin Bailly

Y/N x NANAMI (SHIBUYA)

Reader with no gender specified

Hello everyone!

I wrote this fanfiction because Nanami is my favorite character and I like him and his story. I just want to say that are some light spoilers about shibuya, but there are not major spoilers. For the ones who have read the 13th and 14th manga, everything it's fine ahaha.

Just one thing:

Y/n is a sorcerer from the Tokyo Institute and she/he/they/* is a semi-grade one sorcerer. She/He/They/* has a tecnique that allows to "steal" and use someone's ability by using their weapons and/or demons. So she/he/them/* could posses Megumi's wolves and Nobara's hammer and use their tecnique. Of course, the more the ability and the target-sorcerer are powerful, the more difficult it is to use the tecnique.

That is all!

I hope you will like my fanfiction.

Love,

Caramellopeach xoxoxo

TW : There are some bad words, just because I think when someone is angry and worried it is more natural to say them.

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Shibuya.

That shit was like hell. There was fire everywhere and people were shouting from the underground station. Smoke and tears were all over your face and a large stain of blood was very visible on your uniform. Luckily it was not yours, but from one of the curses you killed. You were very tired and confused because the initial plan had failed and now you were left alone in that shithole.

According to the plan you should have stayed with Itadori to give him support and ensure that no demon was following him, and if it was, you should have killed it. But things went in a different way when a giant curse approched you and Itadori. It was a giant demon with a strange trunk and legs spider-like. You were disgusted and a little scared. That monster was very big and it emitted some type of smoke that didn't seen safe at all, so you shouted at Itadori to go on and keep running, you would have ended that. The boy smiled at you, thanked and with big jump over passed the creature.

After the fight you were breathing eavily and were trying to catch your breath. The fight was not too much difficult but the weak spot of the curse was not so easy to find and you didn't have anyone else tecnique to imitate or any other curse object to take. That was so frustating also because you were not so good with the heavy sword you were carrying.

"When I return I will ask Maki to help me with that." You said to yourself.

You started to go the way Itadori went before, pretty sure you would have cached him up. But out of nowhere a giant body of water invested you and throw you on the wall behind you. You lost your breath when your back hit the brick wall and a strong pain spread throughout your body. "What the fuck?! What was that!?". You stood up and your legs felt like butter, so you were again on the floor. With a strong will you raised up and hold on a handrail, you wanted to see what was going on. The room near the one you were in was fulled with water and everything was wet. A large black sphere was in the center of the room and you immediately recognised a domain, a strong domain but you could not determine who that was. You leaned on the wall, that wet mass from before was too much for your already stressed body.

You were began to gently faint but you also knew that you needed to help, to support your friends and fight. You started to analyse the domain, to see if there was any weak spot, even thought you knew it was not that easy. What else could you have done? You didn't even have a tecnique on your own. In cases like that you felt hopeless and unuseful, not capable to fight. If Nanami would had been there, he would have gently hugged you and strocking your hair, he would have said you were just tired and that for him you were the best fighter in the world. Ahh how much you missed his touch, you would have sure used one of his hugs right now.

You were about to lose your hope when suddenly someone entered the room and shouted at you.

“Y/n! Are you okay?!”

You turned your head to see Fushiguro in a rush running towards you with a worried expression on his face.

“Yes, I’m okay, just a little confused… who is supposed to be around here according to the plan?”

“From what I remember, Maki and Nanami should be here.”

Nanami? You opened your eyes wide because of the surprise. Your boyfriend was here and in great danger apparently. Your heart started to beat really fast, more than before and you were terrible worried about the conditions of Nanami and also Maki.

“What?! Fushiguro we need to enter the domain! We need to save them!”

“There is something I could try but I am not sure it will work… Stay behind me.”

Sea breeze was the first thing you smelled when you entered the domain. Fresh, salted air was blowing in your face and a strangely hot light was all over your body. You didn’t know how but Megumi opened an entry in the domain and the two of you went inside. That guy was a very powerful sorcerer and you were sure he would have become a great man once adult. After your eyes adapted to the light, you saw a curse with the aspect of a muscled human, but it had the face of a mollusk, with tiny trunks instead of a nose. When you entered with Megumi, the creature didn’t notice you but the others did and they all understood that approaching Megumi was their way out. For one second Nanami’s eyes met with yours and his tired face became all of a sudden really worried but also forceful at the same time.

“Everyone, go near Fushiguro’s feet!” shouted the blonde sorcerer. Maki started to run together with an old sorcerer whose name you didn’t know but he seemed very powerful, even though he was missing an arm and was bleeding all over the place. Maki was successful and escaped from the domain first, followed by the old man. Nanami was a bit later and you were waiting for him, reaching out for him to help the exit from that strange place. The creature didn’t stand still as he understood what the foes were doing and it started attacking by emitting fish demons from its body. Nanami were caught by one and the little monster reached his leg and with sharpen teeth started to bite his leg. Nanami yelled in pain as he stopped moving and killed the enemy with his weapon. When he stood up, his leg was completely covered in blood and he was limping a bit. He could have never reached the exit, so your feet started to move on their own as you ran to him without even you sword.

“Y/N! STAY HERE! COME ON! I AM NOT GONNA HOLD MUCH LONGER!” Yelled Megumi as the hole below his feet started to become little second by second.

“LOVE! RUN AWAY! FOR FUCK’S SAKE, DON’T COME HERE!” Nanami was shouting at you as well, but you weren’t hearing nothing, you were just thinking about losing the love of your life, losing that one person that made everything easy and light, the one that could swipe away your problem with just a few words, the only person that you were sure was proud of you, even though you weren’t… the person that made you hoping for a future, even though you were a bit of a cynical, the only person that was allowed to see you at your lowest.

With that thought in mind you run towards him and helped him walking, putting your arm around his wide back to give him support. With an enormous fatigue you reached Megumi and, as the hole was closing, Nanami and you exited the domain, immediately followed by Megumi.

After just a few second the domain closed on itself and left nothing but a small trace of black smoke behind. Apparently, the domain was called by the old sorcerer and when he exited it, he then closed it and the creature inside was crashed with it. You were painting and the smell of blood was so strong that it was repulsive and you tried to get away from it but two strong arms carried you back.

“Just two seconds darling, let me hold you close for a moment. I was afraid I might have lost you”. The smell of Nanami’s cologne arrived at you and his scent immediately calmed your nerves. You were on his lap and his arms were hugging you from behind, while his face was buried in your neck.

“JESUS CHRIST NANAMI! YOU FUCKING SCARED ME! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO RUN AWAY AND LEAVE YOU THERE!? ARE YOU CRAZY!? YOU ARE ALSO INJURED AND YOU LEG IS COMPLETELY COVERED IN BLOD! WHAT SHOULD I HAV…ARE YOU LAUGHING?!”

Nanami started to laugh and his face brightened up as he hugged you even more. When he laughed, your heart opened and tears started to go down your face. All the stress, the anxiety and the fatigue flew away and you were left with your most vulnerable self.

“Shh, it is okay honey…don’t worry darling…I am here now…”

Tears were dropping from your eyes and you couldn’t stop them. It was too painful and your heart was crying with worried thought. You felt the warmth of Nanami’s body against yours and his hand began to gently stroke your hair, while he was giving you little kiss on the neck to calm you down. Nanami was a very intimate but shy person and the fact that he was doing PTSD in public was very strange, but apparently he was so worried that right now all that matters was you and your safety.

“I thought I lost you Nanami…” you said to him.

“I will always be there for you, my love. I am sorry you were so worried, I hope you are not injured at all…Let me take a look” Nanami made you turn around, it was so easy for him to lift you up, and when he noticed the stain of blood he immediately stopped and with a serious gaze said:

“Who did this to you?”

“Nanami it is okay, it’s from some curses, it’s not mine… but I think I might have cracked some ribs during the battle…”

“Lift you uniform and let me see:”

“NANAMI! NOT NOW!” Nanami started to lift your shirt, but Megumi interrupted him and asked for orders.

Nanami stood up and helped you standing near him. After some minutes of speaking the group decided to follow the plan, so you all togheter went to the upper level of the subway to find help for the old sorcerer and to allow Megumi's wolves to gather information about what was going on.

While the others were running towards the exit of the station, you and Nanami were a little behind, he was limping a bit too much and your ribs were spreading pain throughout your chest, not allowing your breath to be completely normal and steady.

"Love, love, wait a second" asked the man with a soft voice. He took your hand and kissed it, while gently strocking your hair. "Today I was terrible worried and the fact that you were not with me made me just more angry and scared. I don't want to lose you and if anything happens to you I will never forgive myself. From now on I want you to stay behind me and hide, you don't have to fight. I could never go on without you."

Nanami looked into your eyes and you saw his were a bit watery, so you took his hand and placed it on your waist, hugging him from the neck. The difference between yours and his heights was so much that you had to stay on tip-toe to reach him, while he was leaning towards you with his face buried in your neck.

"I love you, y/n" and after that, Nanami went for a kiss. It was gently and warm, just like every other of his kisses, but this time there was also a sad note, a desperate need to be with you and to be as near to you as possible. When the blonde sorcerer kissed you, it was like a new start, a new day and feelings went through your body. A feeling of love, warm, gently touch and softness. It was your favorite thing in the world kissing him. His hand was on your cheek and the right arm was hugging your chest into a lovely grip.

“I love you too, silly overtime guy.” “No, no, okay... We agreed you would have never called me like that again.” “Ahahah, but you are…” “No, okay, that’s it.” And picking you up, Nanami dragged you and your ass outside the station.

Hi guysss

I hope you enjoyed my fanfiction. I thought I mighty continue the story, but let me know what you think.

Have a nice day/night!

Caramellopeach

Silco 04/??