Nevermore Academy keeps its secrets well, its stone corridors whispering with the footsteps of generations, its shadows hiding truths too dangerous to name. Celestine Frump arrives at its gates carrying nothing but her wits and an unshakable sense that the world behind these walls is not what it pretends to be. The air bends strangely around her, the past and present twisting in her wake, as though time itself leans closer to listen when she breathes. Isaac Night is Nevermore's golden prodigy: brilliant, charming, and far too clever for anyone's safety. His inventions hum like living things in the dark, and his eyes hold the kind of hunger that makes even the bravest students step aside. But when his gaze fixes on Celestine, fascination becomes something sharper, something that borders on worship, or destruction. Around them, roses wilt overnight, forgotten doors creak open of their own accord, and the storm over Jericho refuses to break. Every choice, every whisper, feels like a thread tightening in a web no one can fully see. There are no heroes in these halls, only secrets masquerading as smiles, and desires that cut deeper than any blade. In this waltz of beauty and ruin, where madness wears the mask of devotion, Celestine and Isaac are drawn toward something inevitable and unseen. The night hums with their names... and it is waiting.

((ANOTHER LAZY COVER SHUT UP)) You are a Firelight. A brave individual, meant to soar the sky and protect the people of the undercity. You are a Firelight. A Robinhood symbol, meant to give hope to those around you. You are a Firelight... A very very very dumb Firelight. After getting a little too cocky you found yourself in the lair of the beast himself, bound, with no way back home. You were completely at his mercy, but killing you was far from his mind.

will //|contain smutt//stalker\\manipulation//choking//

Vander has fallen. The new head of Zaun is called Silco. Busy with your little hospital full of shimmer addicts you hardly have time to care about politics. At least until an unexpectedly powerful visitor knocks on your door and demands that you resign from your job as a good Samaritan. However, your past has taught you serenity and constancy, much to Silco's displeasure.

[UNDER EDITING] ARCANE FANFIC! SilcoXFem!Reader.

Warning- Violence, Drug abuse, alcohol usage, sexual content, etc. Female reader with she/her pronouns **I do not own the arcane characters** She gets a job working for Silco as a personal assassin and quick friendship grows. After an incident he helps her recover, blaming himself for what happened... Then once she recovers they then take their relationship to the next level... People realise how vulnerable a relationship makes him and... Read to find out :) === A year after taking in Jinx, I have this head cannon that he would be a little more softer when Jinx was younger :)

It's your fault the kids are gone! Why would Vander ever put you in charge?! You wanted them to die! If you never met them, they would all still be here! Ranking! #1 | Netflixarcane #1 | Silcoxreader #1 | Silcoxoc ((DONT READ IF YOU'RE YOUNGER THAN 18 PLEASE! I DONT NEED MINORS HAVING WETDREAMS ABOUT A MAN IN HIS LATE 30'S!)) SEASON 1 IS FINISHED! ♡ Thanks for all the reads and votes, you guys are amazing 😭💕

You saved his life; he saved your hand. (aka Physical Therapy: the slow burn) #1 in Silco and SilcoxReader! :D Thanks! And new highest rank: #3 out of 70k slowburn fics?? Thanks so much! [More tags: silco/f!reader; no use of y/n; explicit; touch-starved chars; slow burn; themes of D/s; boss/employee relationship] (Slow burn sparks in ch5, heats up in 8-9, and hits a new high in 24-26. Smut ch6, 9.5, 11.5, 17, 20.5, 24-26, and 24.5-27.5) [This is also on tumblr and ao3 (a top ten fic in the silco/reader tag on ao3! :D) but might as well post here as well 😅 If you have advice on formatting for Wattpad lemme know; I'm new here]

She is a silent observer, pulling the strings of the criminal industry. Her name whispers promises of power and glory, and after mysterious disappearance four years ago, she is back. And someone worthy has piqued her interest. However, while they both try to figure each other out, a fruitful partnership grows into an entirely different game. L'appel du vide Silco x FOC TW: sex, drugs, strong language, mentions of rape/non-con, death, violence, mentions of suicide, blood, needles you get the idea

[+18] WARNING : substance abuse, mention of violence, explicit language, gore, mental health issues, sexual content MORE THROUGHLY EDITED VERSION PUBLISHED IN PARALLEL ON AO3 || Safely hidden from her past in Piltover, Lyra thrives. She is a second-year student of aeronautical engineering at the Academy, and the youngest partner for the most proficient airship company Topside. But her pearly, if somewhat mundane reality shatters once an old childhood friend steps into the picture. He does not recognize her, and she intends to keep it that way. In the meantime, the damage of her father's biological experiments begins to take a toll on her, particularly when she finds out her powers react to Hexcore gemstones. Slowly descending into madness and the corruption of magic, Lyra attempts to resist the metamorphosis of her nature. But fails miserably to do so. || Set before the events of ACT I, then follows the plot. I do not own any of the characters except for Lyra and a few possible others. Alas, Viktor does not belong to me... truly a tragedy.