Is that so? || Silco x Reader
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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 :)
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A year after taking in Jinx, I have this head cannon that he would be a little more softer when Jinx was younger :)
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