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#BITCH-MITTXNS : an independent writing blog for VI ' violet ' of Arcane , private + semi - selective , low activity. Est. January 2025
Exploring themes of : grief and loss , survival in unhabitable worlds , escalating stakes , the battle between good and evil , courage in action. .
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VI WILL NOW BE HERE @triggeredviolence
anyways - guess who woke the fuck up. Hi guysss
Jinx couldn't help but laugh.
"Since WHEN are you against violence?" She half spat, " Learned how to throw my first punch from YOU. YOU set the example. I can't tell you the amount of time you solved our problems with your fists because you said that was the only way people listen."
Jinx's tone dropped to a very serious range.
"You set the example for me Sis. Don't act like this is something I came up with on my own."
The gears shifted again and she was back to a lighter more uncaring tone.
"Yea yea sure, you were nothing that's why the minute you stopped being nothing you tripled your liquor intake and sank into pit fighting. Sure. Nothing. Got it." A wink just to be a little shit.
"You're right. I did do it and I don't regret any of it. It got more results in five minutes than any of your back ally enforcer fights ever did. I don't see anyone rallying around YOU to fight Piltover, just PILTOVER rallying around you to fight ZAUN."
❝ I never set out to kill people ❞ , Vi did throw her weight around - her whole life , btu living in Zaun , she needed a way to make people listen , and if they were afraid of her - that was a good thing. It meant she wouldn't HAVE to go any further. ❝ I was protecting you , because you couldn't protect yourself ❞ and who else was going to do it?
❝ why do you keep coming back ❞ why couldn't everyone just leave her alone - it's easier. ❝ what else am I supposed to do down here ? I'm not supposed to be out , I'm supposed to be away ROTTING, so why does it matter Jinx - why do you care ❞.
Vi takes Rachel's hand, and Rachel can't tell whether her heart has sped up or stopped entirely... but! She effortlessly maintains her composure, and goes on to intertwine her fingers with the brawler's. All the while, a grin stretches from ear to ear. “Oh?” Inquired the blonde rhetorically as she lifted her brows and looked in the other's direction.
“Is that a bad thing?” As she speaks, Rachel's smile twists into a self-satisfied smirk, accompanied by the glint of mischief in her eyes. “In my experience, that's a sight I'd die for.”
@angeledoe was cheeky , and Vi liked that about her , the ability to have her buttons pushed in that playful kind of way. ❝ die for ? that's a little dramatic ❞ , Vi said with her brow raised , a smile making it's way to her own lips.
She pulled Rachel inside , listened to the cheers from her supporters and had a drink each in front of them within a few moments. ❝ drinking for free tonight pumpkin. ❞
hey , hi and hello - I know it's been a little while - I've been on a smol hiatus but I'm planning my return , and hoping to get some things moving around here again soon! I've missed it <3
put your feelings aside for a moment .
Coming from Silco , a comment like that shouldn't have affected her so heavily - instead , the fire in her belly stirred up , a hot rage rushing through her veins into each extremity.
❝ what the fuck do you think you know about MY feelings ❞. The brawler spat - god she wanted to at least try to make this work , but after everything that had built up over the years Vi was going to need a lot more than just a welcome to your new family banner.
❝ I want this to work ❞ , brows harshly furrowed , ❝ but forgive me for needing time to get my head around all of this ❞ .
For a moment, Felicia didn't say anything. Her arms stayed folded across the bar and her eyes trained on Vi's face. She was true to her word. She let her daughter give her ideas. And, well..
"You were right. I don't like it," She said flatly, head tilting to the side slightly, "But you have my attention."
She circled the bar at last, stepping out from behind it and dropping herself into the stool nearest Violet. She lifted her right leg with a twisting of her face in obvious discomfort and crossed it over her left to get comfortable. Damn. Still getting used to that.
"How exactly do you think your ... friend will be able to help?" she asked, choosing her words carefully and trying to keep her very obvious opinions to herself for the moment. This was her daughter. Her first baby. Felicia couldn't watch her run off again and leave herself wondering when the next time they'd see each other would be. "She may be a Kiramman but she's still one girl. A young one at that."
One who has lived a life with a lot more privilege than anyone in Zaun has ever dreamed of. Vi had to understand how that was going to be a hard sell for the people down here, letting her help.
"What's the plan?"
Vi didn't expect too much in terms of understanding , the brawler herself still had those conflicting thoughts at times - but she had learned not to tarnish everybody with the same brush. Caitlyn was proving herself to be different and Vi respected her bravery in doing so.
She watched as her mothers face twisted painfully , not knowing what to say in the moment , Vi averted her eyes and waiting until it seemed Felicia had settled in her peripheral.
❝ I think we're past counting age in this ❞ considering Jinx's antics. Vi shrugged , Caitlyn was just one person - but she was driven and strong , and one day she hoped that Felicia would be able to separate her from the uniform. ❝ Kiramman yes , do you know how people react up there when they hear that name ? it's got power mama ❞.
mama.. and suddenly Vi was that little girl again trying to convince Felicia to let her stay up late , and play out an extra block over.
She took a deep breath , pushing down her emotion. There was a time and a place for the mushy family stuff - and it wasn't now , she wasn't ready.
❝ she just has to blink and people listen - if I just talk to her and explain … and if Jinx doesn't do anything else - I just think that maybe she could do something for her - like she did for me ❞.
@bitch-mittxns : “You asleep?” (mama - from lil vi)
"Yep. Sound asleep."
Felicia laid there a moment longer before she rolled over onto her stomach and sat up to look off the edge of the bed, She rubbed her eyes and squinted into the darkness until she spotted Violet standing nearby. Thankfully working in the mines made one very good at seeing in the dark.
"What's the matter, pup?" She asked, reaching out a hand to beckon her daughter closer. "Can't sleep? I tried to tell you that telling scary stories before bed was a bad idea."
She patted the spot on the mattress next to herself as she scooted back. Felicia shoved the body behind her gently and Connol rolled over with a grunt but didn't wake. Typical.
She knew her mom was right , but Vi had the tendencies not to listen , like she knew best until she was proven wrong and tonight was one of those nights. Thinking she could stay up a little later - telling her mom scary stories after Powder had gone to bed , only to find herself scared in the dark.
shaking her head , ❝ it wasn't that scary ❞ a tiny voice attempted to protest , while making quick work to scoot in next to her mama. Little frame shaking and her bunny in hand. ❝ can you sing.. please ❞ Tired eyes looking up towards Felicia ,
“Should... we check it out then?” Although posed as a question, it's a subtle suggestion, paired with eager and hopeful eyes. It isn't long before Rachel extends a hand in Vi's direction. “C'mon. We've got to celebrate anyway.”
❝ obviously , wouldn't be here otherwise ❞ , the bar was where most people flooded after the fights in the pit , the champion often getting free drinks all night off of lucky bet winners , though it fed terribly into Vi's drinking habit - she was never out of pocket.
Taking Rachel by the hand , ❝ you'll make me blush if you keep that up ❞.
“No—” At the same moment she pushes a huff through her nostrils, lips pressed together then the corners curved downward, resulting in a frown accompanied by knit together brows. “I mean—I'm not leaving you here.” Vi didn't deserve that.
With that said, Rachel's expression softened, and at the same time, concern pooled in her eyes. In silence, she advanced toward Vi's mattress, and easily settled next to her, back to the wall and knees pulled up to her chest. “...You don't need it, I know that,” Because Vi's tough, the toughest, strongest person she has ever known, “...but I like looking after you, the way you look after me, so... I'm staying.”
❝ here like as in , my apartment ? ❞ if you could call it that - Vi knew she was being cold , and a little closed off. Seeing Rachel in danger - trying to help her only reminded Vi of all the things that went on between herself and Caitlyn. How quickly that had deteriorated and how she'd told herself she wouldn't get close to anyone else - and then Rachel came into her life…
Vi was still as Rachel approached her , feeling a flush of embarrassment as the other sat down on the thin mattress below them. Vi wanted to protest , but her words we lost before they reached her throat. Maybe she didn't need looking after ( she did ) , but it was nice to have someone with her again - in the dark of night when the worst thoughts crept in.
❝ Why - ❞ turning her head to the woman beside her , no fight left inside. ❝ why do you care ? ❞
@bitch-mittxns liked for a lyric starter
❝ I know it's hard to let yourself be fine, when we carry around our worried-flurried minds--- But I'll let go if you do too.❞
It was late into the evening and Vi hadn't heard Caitlyn return to the office , the brawler being too wrapped up in her own thoughts , palms pressing against closed eyelids hard enough until she was seeing shapes. They were both physically recovering well from fighting the war - but it was hard to rationalise that it was in fact over. So many changes - so fast and then , plunged into silence - so deafening it was swallowing her whole as the days went past. The sheriff's words bringing Vi back from her thoughts , hands newly resting on her thighs , flexing and unflexing her fingers as her vision refocused.
❝ are we fine though Cait ❞ , soft powder blues look up in search for genuine answers , nothing had felt fine in so long - she didn't know how to just accept that maybe they were okay - that nothing bad was still coming for them.
Nightmares still plagued the bedroom - on both sides. Vi hated when dark started to settle in outside , an indicator that night was coming and they'd eventually have to reside to their room and try for a restful sleep that never came.
❝ I don't think we get to just … decide ❞.
His eyes were focused on his hands, fingers swirling as eletrcirty crackled around his fingers his eyes sparkling amesth more in appearance nowadays twinkling in the crackles of light trying to get used to..what this was, what he was..before his eyes looked up before widening slightly as he slowly moved to stand up his hand reaching out to a grab a crystalized staff slowly walking forward. "Vi is that you?" One would almost mistake him for viktor at first, slightly similar appearal, held a staff like the other but longer then a glance and it was similar but the figure was more..crystalized then metallic, hands, arms, even neck and assumingly everything below his neck expect his face skill holding the patch of flesh that was very unmistakeable jayce. He blinked taking a few steps forward looking at her. "did you roll around an oil slick before coming here?" he says with a light chuckle -divergent act 7 Two heralds verse
The commune was rising in talks among the undercity - and now she was there Vi could see why. The place was so - polar opposite to what citizen's knew of Zaun's streets. The heart of the city always seemed a little dark , smoke lingered in the air - the smell of cigarettes and sewage was something most Zaunites grew accustomed to but this ? seemed like a mirage. The commune was bright - lively - and appeared to be nothing but peaceful. Surrounded by fruits and colours Vi was sure she'd never experienced.
❝ are you the great almighty saviour I've been hearing about ? ❞ an edge to her tone , still laced with her usual cockiness. It helped her to keep the mask up - Vi was afraid of losing Vander - again - but she didn't want that to show. Not in front of him - or Jinx.
❝ Jayce ? ❞ the herald moved in towards her , Vi's jaw falling slack. ❝ what the hell happened to you? ❞. Her eyes scanning his new form - same annoying face - did Caitlyn know about this ?
❝ shut up ❞ suddenly a little embarrassed by her own new look - she had far less alterations than he did. There was something of ease that Vi felt - she'd trusted Jayce before - even taken the atlas gauntlets for herself.
❝ why are you - here - in Zaun ❞.
for a moment viktor looked caught off guard, brows raising when his face settled back to shwoing none emotions at all. „ i do not believe you are stupid in any way. some people would never understand , some would. “ , he explained with a sigh slipping past his lips as the metal digits clenched to a fist and his gaze flickered up. amber hues roamed over vis features as a small smile perked up on the corner of his lips. „ don‘t let me tell you i told you so. “ , he warned as he let out another soft sigh.
„ it ..keeps me alive. not completely , but it helps. gives me strength and i never understood or even agreed to it until i knew… what it was like to lose it when you‘re not done with your work. Singed had tried to show me it , i was too young to get it. now.. i do get it. i can‘t stop , i can‘t lose this fight, violet. there‘s so much more to be done with hextech , so much potential , i .. just couldn‘t let it go to waste. not me. not the way it could help the undercity and there so much more it could do. “
❝ not a chance ❞ Vi's challenge was coming from a place of concern , but her eyes still narrowed into a frown when Viktor suggested that some people may never understand. Hextech - shimmer - all the variants in between were something that Vi hoped to never have to rely on when it came to her life - the unpredictability of it was too great to chance.
❝ keeps you alive ? how can the same thing that powers those weapons and the gates be keeping you - alive ❞ , it didn't make sense - how it had developed from a crystal to - this. She'd seen what he was doing to people in the undercity - giving them a second chance. ❝ what's the cost of all of this - miracles don't just happen ❞.
Taking another drag from his cigarette, watchful mismatched hues watched her every move. He did not trust her one bit, but he was willing to, -at least-, hear her out. Even if it was just once, for her. When Violet sat down, another drag was taken before exhaling slowly.
'Y'know, I've always liked the name Violet.'
Something akin to eyes softening was there, but it was rather fleeting. It was when she spoke, the man finally sighed. “Then why do it? I've heard how you struck her, full fist, in the face.” For once, there was no bitterness, nor contempt coming from him; merely a factual statement from what Jinx had shared with him. “Who do you want back? The sister that you left behind, who was too scared to stand her ground against you, or will you accept that this is who Jinx is?”
There was a brief pause before Silco began to shake his head. He himself sat down, to level with the woman before him. “You are just like him, you know?” Silco said, absent-mindedly, as distance had grown in his gaze. As if he were remembering something. Though, he then looked up, meeting her gaze, contemplating. “I will be truthful with you, just like I have been with your sister. I think that is the first step, after that, well... We shall see.” Nodding, a part of him despised what he was about to do; tell her what happened.
“That night I did give him a choice, to unite again. Killing him wasn't...” His gaze betrayed him; the pain began to slightly flicker through, without him realising it. “It wasn't the main goal, not at first.” He lowered his chin slightly as he recalled the last moments shared with his brother in arms.
“He tried to kill me a few years back.” Silco nearly whispered, all the while his gaze averted. “We were… close, so to speak.” Which was an understatement. “We got in a fight after that disaster of a day— the day of ash. He lost his temper, dragged me to the Pilt, and tried to kill me. That's how I ended up with this pretty face.” A small, bitter chuckle escaped him. “After that, I did hate him, but he kept my respect. After all, we shared a vision, together, united as one. But, he laid on his back, and just-” Anger began to rise within his voice as he nearly hissed. But, he calmed down before continuing. “He gave Zaun's freedom up. He was willing to die for a cause, but would no longer fight for it. I thought, by eliminating the blocks to the road, we could strive for freedom. But-”
His gaze now began to soften. “That fateful night, Jinx jumped into my arms. 'She is not my sister anymore.' Those words, I recognised her pain, her loneliness. So, I took her in. I raised her as my own.” He met Violet's gaze again. “She has never been a jinx to me. She was more than I ever imagined, just like I've said before.” He took a last drag of his cigarette before stamping the embers down in the ashtray. “I might be a monster, but I did what I had to do. I only had to scare the Pilties away, and shimmer, at that time, was the only possible way. Though, no matter what, she's my daughter, and I will never forsake her.” There was a brief pause before his gaze began to harden again, chin lowering a bit more. “So, I shall ask you again: Do you accept her for who she is, or will you try to force her into a mold she no longer fits?”
Vi was a little more than uncomfortable to be sitting in the presence of the man she'd grown to hate. She watched him stand over Powder the day that she was dragged away to stillwater , the day that all of their lives changed. Vi had convinced herself that he was going to kill the sweet girl - the girl that once was , and maybe - in some sense he had been part of the reason ‘Powder fell down a well ’ , but Vi wasn't ignorant enough to ignore her doing in her sisters demise.
❝ I was feeling EVERYTHING when that happened ❞ voice raised , but not because of him - Vi sat back further. She'd never been given the chance to explain herself - she never got to say she was sorry.
❝ It's my fault , hitting her .. I replayed that moment the most over the last seven years ❞ she had just wanted to help them out. ❝ I walked away - but I was coming back ❞ she would have ran straight back too her the minute she'd seen Silco approach her if not for Markus dragging Vi away. ❝ I don't know her now - and she doesn't know me - but she's all I've got ❞.
Vi could feel her self turning inward - shrinking down like she was still at the hands of the stillwater guards and that came to taunt her day after day with threats of bringing down their batons against her raw skin. The only difference being , she could run now - run and never look back , but that wouldn't help her achieve anything. Only adding to the perception Jinx had of her now - that Vi was just going to keep abandoning her.
Vander was really the only father figure she could remember , her own having spent so much time away at work in the mines , hearing she was just like Vander made her heart ache. She'd looked up to him , for taking in herself and Powder as children , treating them as if they were his own - but he wouldn't be proud of the person Vi had become. ❝ don't say that ❞ , was all she could manage , a bubble forming in her throat. Listening to the history between Silco and Vander , some of which she already knew - but he wasn't supposed to die. He could have saved himself - but at the cost of Silco's cause.
❝ everything should have been different ❞ , the brawler breathed , maybe if they'd stayed united - Zaun wouldn't be in such a bad place , or maybe it'd be even worse.
It was strange to her , seeing such softened features on Silco's face , hearing the way he spoke about Jinx - Vi knew that in some perhaps twisted way that he really did care about her.
❝ she really - said that about me ? ❞ the damn threatened to break once again - Powder had disowned Vi the second she'd walked away , new knowledge that sent a burning sensation rippling through Vi's body.
White. Hot. Rage.
Something the brawler was all too familiar with , the feeling that only seemed to simmer down when she was thinking with her fists - but she couldn't do that here - couldn't let any of those bubbling emotions spill out , she was trying to fix what she had broken - but in the state Vi was finding herself in , it was becoming harder to think.
Maybe Jinx was better without her - better with… HIM but Vi could not give up - not without one chance at trying to make the effort.
❝ I don't know who she is now ❞ her voice was quiet , but still audible. ❝ but I want to try ❞.
" come on! open your eyes! " - Ekko
❝ you panic too much little man ❞ Vi let out a painful giggle at the worry in Ekko's tone , her ribs making themselves known as the laugh escaped her lips. Trying to ride on Ekko's hoverboard had gone exactly the way she thought it would , but his persistence would not be met with no for an answer.
❝ how about next time - we stick to my plan ❞ , finally opening her eyes , sitting up on the ground. ❝ and keep that thing away from me ❞
“i’m here. i promise.” / from jinx, also
❝ yeah and for how LONG ? ❞ a drunken cry and perhaps an unfair question - but Vi wasn't thinking about fair - she was hurting. Drowning her feelings and thoughts away the only way she knew how and for a while - things seemed steady , it wasn't healthy but Vi was managing - she'd settled for being alone.
but now
Jinx WAS here - in real time
it wasn't a dream or hallucination , she was here and Vi in her broken down state had no idea how to handle it.
❝ It's better for us both if you just leave now - instead of sneaking away in the middle of the night without saying goodbye , I can't lose anyone else - it's better if I don't let anyone IN ❞
