𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛 (𝚗.) 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝;𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

In the world of Runeterra, the city of Piltover and Zaun were on the brink of war. Piltover, a wealthy and technologically advanced city, looked down on the gritty and industrial city of Zaun. The two cities were once united, but now they were divided where Piltover saw Zaun as a backward and uncivilized place. As tensions rose between the two cities of Piltover and Zaun, a young man named Ozul found himself caught in the middle. Born and raised in Zaun, Ozul had learned to survive by staying in the shadows and using stealth to gain advantages over others. Will Ozul be able to stay hidden in the shadows long enough to come out on top? Or will he be forced to take a stand and risk everything to protect his home and loved ones? ----------------------------------------------- Arcane is owned by Christian Linke and Alex Yee.

She was a thief, known only as a shadow, hiding from a past that threatened to consume her. He was a savior, determined to bring light to a broken city and to those who needed it. But could he save someone who didn't want saving? Reach someone who had learned to trust no one? Doesn't light scare away the shadows? When their worlds collided, could their love and care truly heal the wounds they both carried or would their bond only bring more pain? Would it only deepen the scars? A/n. This is an Ekko x oc story. I'm telling y'all, it's a slow burn, so please bear with me🙏🏼 Also English isn't my first language so please don't be shy to correct my mistakes

Althea Medarda's life was forged in the flames of war, abandoned amidst the wreckage and taken in by the fierce Ambessa Medarda. Trapped under the weight of her mother's ruthless expectations, Althea's struggle to find herself led her to Piltover-exiled, distant, and alone. There, she met Ekko, a boy from the forgotten depths of Zaun. What began as a simple connection soon blossomed into a bond that neither time nor circumstance could shatter. Together, they dreamed of a world where their homes could coexist, defying the divides that separated them. But one night-one single, devastating moment-ripped them apart, leaving Althea shattered and lost. The bond they shared, once unbreakable, now felt like a distant, unreachable dream. Now, caught between the harsh reality of survival and the ideals they once shared, Althea and Ekko must face the truth. The war that tore them apart is only the beginning. As enemies, as strangers to each other, they'll be forced to confront the devastating cost of loyalty, love, and the unyielding desire to protect what's left of their fractured hearts. Can they ever bridge the distance between them, or has their bond already been destroyed beyond repair?

"The evil it spread like a fever ahead." "It was night... when you died... my firefly..." [Yan! Ekko & Jinx]

short haitus cause of exams the story will most likely be finished before March :) 'We're all sinners in this damned undercity.' 'Take my hand while we dance on the edge of a knife.' 'I thought you were dead.' 'Not everyone gets the easy way out, Boy Savior.' 'So mission 'die a legend' is a go?' 'We ain't dying tonight, Little Killer.' the undercity was perfect until it wasn't her life was perfect until it wasn't maybe she was the Little Killer, but nobody ever spoke of the reasons behind her actions nobody except the ones who truly knew her and there was only one of those people still alive ekko x oc (jinx x oc) arcane

Zaun has a way of shaping people- molding them out of grit, grime, and the unyielding will to survive. Shark was no exception. Born amidst the smog-choked streets and rusted spires of the undercity, she grew up with the scent of grease and danger in her lungs. A fighter, sharp as the broken glass that littered the ground, she earned her name with a ferocity that could cut through any who dared stand in her way. Once, Shark had stood by Vander's side. She had believed in his dream of peace, of making Zaun something more than just Piltover's shadow. His bar, The Last Drop, had been a refuge where she could momentarily forget the cold weight of survival. Vander treated her like family, and for a time, she believed in him like family too. But the line between loyalty and ambition is thin in a place like Zaun. When Silco came whispering promises of power, freedom, and a future where Zaun would no longer kneel, Shark listened. She saw in him a fire that Vander lacked; a willingness to burn everything and forge something new. It wasn't an easy choice, but in a city of hard choices, it felt inevitable. Shark tells herself she did what she had to. That Zaun's future is worth the blood on her hands. And maybe even the blood of the Firelights that keep standing in her way. Especially one of them.

ミ★ IN WHICH, After the tragic events at the warehouse, Ekko is left to survive on his own. But when he returns to Benzo's now looted shop, he finds a girl rummaging through his stuff that peaks his interests... ❨ arcane szn 1 & 2 ❩ ❨ ekko x fem!oc ❩ ❨ cover art by @-bubblicie ❩ ©ILOVEBLONDEAD 2024.

our souls were built upon fault lines. ARCANE ( SEASON 1+ ) fem! oc x ekko © rkiives 2024

"You think you can keep running forever? That's not a life, that's just surviving. And I'm offering you a chance to live-to do something that matters. Not for him. Not for Silco. But for Zuan." ***An Ekko x Self Insert Fanfiction*** -Story begins a few days before season 1 episode 4- In the depths of Zaun, where the air is thick with smoke and desperation, Y/N moves like a shadow-hood drawn low, carrying secrets heavier than the smog that chokes the streets. Bound to Silco by necessity rather than loyalty, she's his blade in the dark, erasing loose ends and leaving questions unanswered. She tells herself it's for the good of the Undercity, for the dream of something better. But every task carves deeper doubts into her resolve. And then there's Ekko. The boy who escaped the cycle of ruin, now a man leading the Firelights with hope burning in his chest. He sees what Zaun could be-what it should be-and he sees through her, past the shroud of guilt and guarded walls. Their paths tangle in the chaos of rebellion, their shared goal forcing them together, even as the weight of their differences threatens to pull them apart. Y/N is torn between two worlds-one built on control and destruction, the other on fragile dreams. As she battles her own demons and the ghosts of the Undercity, she begins to question if salvation is even possible in a place that only knows tragedy.