The people of The Underground were never the luckiest pair. Only a special few were lucky, lucky enough to get the privileges of the topside. The (L/n)s were an example of such lucky people of Zaun. But even then they wouldn't be safe in Piltover. Vander, the brother of the woman who married (F/n) (L/n), warned his sister that they wouldn't be safe and how right he was when the family was murdered by corrupted enforcers. The child managed to defend himself but even it was self defense, it wouldn't be seen that way to the people of Piltover. They accused the boy for murdering just for the heck of it. But it was in that particular moment the boy knew that the topside will always think their better then the Underground. And with that knowledge he swore to avenge his parents by detroying the councilors of the oh so great Piltover. After escaping a death sentence and leaving his first love and friend behind, he seeks for his uncle in Zaun's Undercity and hopes to avenge his parents when he gets stronger. Caitlyn x male reader x Vi (I DONT OWN ARCANE: LEAGUE OF LEGENDS , ALL RIGHTS GO TO RIOT GAMES AND WHOEVER DESIGNED THE CHARACTERS , I ONLY AND SOLELY OWN Y/N WHICH IS THE READER)

Y/n grew up in the underground. Where he lived in a constant state of fear and survival. Never knowing where his next meal would be coming from. His parents followed Vander across the river hoping that a better life for their children was possible. But instead, they lost their lives in the pursuit of a better one. Leaving Y/n with a mountain of regrets, his father's shield, and the will to survive. But on that bridge where Y/n saw his old life burn to the ground. He witnessed a new one rise in its place. And it came in the form of two sisters.

Piltover, the city of progress. Zaun, the undercity left to rot Like day and night, these two are destined to clash time and time again- Always ending in bloodshed, always ending in tragedy It is in places like this, that the innocent cannot last, and Powder is about to discover that firsthand

Cursed from birth with a power that could shatter armies, you were never meant to be ordinary. The legacy of your heritage was a silent plague, an inheritance of chaos that clung to your soul long before you understood its weight. ____ The Cannery burned, and he woke up in the ashes. There was no grieving, no longing because there was nothing to remember. Who he was died that night, and he never even knew it. For seven years, his past was a void, swallowed whole by the streets that raised him. Mono was all he had ever been. 𝕄𝕆ℕ𝕆. A name given to fill the silence. A ghost bound to the undercity's war, watching, hunting, vanishing. He never thought to question it. Until the echoes began. He had a life before this one. A brother. A family. A name. Y/N. But the past isn't the only thing clawing at him. He is the last remaining descendant in Runeterra of something ancient, something patient. A will that does not command, only whispers. A mind that has seen the rise and fall of empires, waiting for the right vessel to shape the world once more. The Shadow Mind has always been watching. Always waiting. And now, as Mono's past resurfaces and his choices slip from his hands, it waits for him to fall. The past is calling. The future is waiting. Will the echoes of either ever stop?

A phoenix is born of ashes. A hero is born of war. Who is born through pain? You. Piltover, the city of dreams. Inventions of unimaginable calibres. Life is easy, no one has to fight over anything Zaun, the undercity. Life is always difficult, leading to those who will do anything to survive, fighting everyone for any piece of scrap they can get a hold of. You, the reader, will have your story carved in the stone wall that is time. What will it read? Will it be filled with glory? Will it be filled with love? Or will it be filled with how you became the worst villain the world has ever seen? #2 Violet - 26/01/2022 #2 Caitlyn - 10/02/2022 #6 LoL - 06/05/2022

Oneshots that are result of random ideas and just stories that didn't make the cut because reasons The mature warning is there for dark or smutty oneshots that I might make, But outside of that i can make some slice of life or comedic stuff as well. if you see a chapter with the rated - m label just know lemons/smut happen Strictly Male Reader/ Female Characters when romance is involved

The race of Viltrumite were known as conquerors across the universe. Many stood against them and none succeeded. None until one day, a race who many thought the race went extinct for more than millennia ago. A race who has the power to turn the tides against the viltrumite. Though even in the face of extinction, one can change many. But can he become strong enough to stop the viltrumite alone?

In a realm sundered by betrayal, the united kingdom of Piltover and Zaun lies in ruin. One a gleaming city of progress, the other a shadow of despair. Amid the chaos of a brutal coup, a young prince loses his family, his home, and his dream of unity. Yet from the ashes, he is forged into a leader, his resolve hardened by hardship. Years later, the kingdom festers under division and oppression, its people robbed of hope. But the prince rises-not for vengeance, but to restore the unity that once bound their land and the joy stolen from its people. Through diplomacy and war, through heartbreak and triumph, he undertakes an impossible quest: to heal a shattered realm and bridge the divide between Piltover and Zaun. Enemies loom, determined to see the kingdom burn, and ghosts of the past haunt his every step. In this tale of resilience and redemption, a young king will learn that true power lies not in revenge, but in inspiring those who dare to believe in unity once more. (Arcane Fanfiction - Jinx x Male Reader x Vi) I do not own any of the characters or the original story of Arcane.