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PRIVATE. INDIE. HEAVILY SELECTIVE. A PERSONAL, HEADCANON DRIVEN, CANON DIVERGENT INTERPRETATION OF GERT FROM FORTICHE'S ARCANE.
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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x07 - “Pretend Like It's the First Time”
maybe i will have to bring margot back
oh gert u r a stunner
shaking in my boots
would you like some dessert? ( hi gert please eat the potluck leftovers they were made with love 😌 )
gert wasn't used to hospitality — such a thing was an almost foreign concept in the city of iron and glass. be it a product of selfish desires, unwilling to share that which one possessed on account that it was their's and their's alone. or because some simply could not afford it; barely able to scrape by themselves, let alone help those less fortunate. trapped in the same sinking ship as everyone else, barely able to cling on in an attempt to keep themselves from drowning.
it was strange to be extended an invitation for a hot meal that wasn't hazardously thrown together in a market stall by another poor soul just trying to make a living. even more so considering the state she'd been in; bloodied knuckles, grime laden clothes, bruises already darkening equally dirty skin from rolling around on sodden, cobbled streets. yet still, when zeri insisted, gert couldn't refuse.
fingers drum, rhythmless, while eyes remain trained on the now - empty dish still placed before her. it hadn't been long — barely pushing the half hour mark — yet gert still felt as though she had well overstayed her welcome. appreciation rang clear in muttered 'please's and 'thankyou's, the offer to kick muddied boots off at the door, careful to touch as little as possible to avoid transferring her filth.
she had never been one to feel anxious, but when faced with an unfamiliar kindness gert couldn't stop the thudding of her heart. the almost skittish way her gaze flickers around the room, as though searching for a way out. the atmosphere, warm and harboring an air of welcoming safety, was far from what she was used to. something she hadn't felt since the last of her family died.
" hm? " zeri's voice tugs them from the edge they were teetering on, throat clearing in an attempt to hide her discomfort. not with anything that had transpired over the duration of her visit — in fact, she's unable to recall the last time she'd been so comfortable. that was the problem. years of fending for herself, dragging herself through the weary motions of day to day life, had the stillness unnerving her. tragedy always seemed to follow even the slightest ounce of good, she'd had to learn.
" oh, no. i'm all good, thank you. i should probably head out. " there's a nagging voice in her head. a part of her that wants to remain, if only for a little longer: reminding her of the sweet tooth she'd had ever since she was young. a desire to fall into mindless conversation, no worry weighing down aching shoulders. an empty apartment, dark and devoid of life, left her hesitating before there's a quiet screech, chair scraping across the floor as she stands. " can i help with the dishes? " it's the least she could do in gratitude for their hospitality, and to ease the guilt of taking with nothing to give in return.
i think the most likely scenario for gert after s2 is joining the firelights. she'd love to keep the jinxers as some sort of prevalent body in the undercity, but many of them disband once everything is said and done. she still wants to help, as she always has, and if she cant do it as a jinxer then she'll do it as a firelight. no doubt keeps the hair; one because it'd just be a pain to get out, and two because it's still a symbol of the rebellion. even if it's died out somewhat, much to her chagrin, because the fight is nowhere close to being over. definitely thinks one seat on the council is a fucking joke too, especially given she no doubt has her own reservations about sevika and how she'd worked loyally under silco during his reign of terror, even with the consideration of the part she played in the rebellion. but if she does manage to make some change come about? least it's proof the whole thing isn't just for show.
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❝ I can't force you to talk to me ❞ Caitlyn shrugged , she could - but brute force felt wrong and went against what she as a person truly stood for. Despite mistakes she'd made - Caitlyn wanted unity. ❝ I'm looking for Jinx - if you know where she could be - of her last whereabouts ? ❞
gert's eyes narrow, a humorless bark of incredulous laughter following that bounces off the walls making up the cell she'd been confined to. the familiarity of it made her skin crawl, flashes of her teenage years flickering every time her eyes close; trapped, starving, beaten and bruised and mourning what she'd lost. " yeah? your little noxian buddies don't feel the same. " they hadn't bothered to shy away from their callous use of force, instigating violence wherever possible for whatever reason.
the curl of her lips forms a resentful sneer. a deep inhale before gert is spitting on the concrete at caitlyn's feet. a blatant indication of just how little she wanted to help her crusade. " might as well get a move on with the beatings. " slouching back against the wall her head turns to gaze at anything that wasn't her present company, tone cold and painfully resigned at the prospect of what was to come. same old stillwater.
to be one person and inspire so many hearts to rise up and keep fighting - felicia hasn't seen something like this, so uniting, in decades. a sea of blue coming to sight, some faces new, others more grown ... features smaller and younger in her memory, now roughed up by these cities divided left as inheritance by older generations. "you're one of them," voice soft, slight surprise at familiar electric blue dye. what is it they call themselves again? jinxers? either way, hand moves on the shoulder of a fellow zaunite sitting close by - still shaking in fear from a previous encounter she's probably missed, shock of blue hair silently making felicia hope that her daughter's not around. "what happened?"
enforcers. it was always fucking enforcers.
gloved hand raises to wipe hastily at a bloody nose. cheeks puff out momentarily before her head turns to spit a mix of saliva and blood to the floor at her feet. running her tongue over crimson stained teeth, gert feels a flash of pain as it passes over an empty socket. eyes flickering down to the splatter of blood, the tooth that inaudibly clattered to the floor meets her gaze and it only serves to heighten her resentment.
it was worth it, though — the harsh bout of blows they'd received only moments ago. too many of them, not enough enforcers; they'd withdrawn, but there was no doubt they'd be back with more numbers after realising they were more organised than originally anticipated. for now, though? they seemed to be in the clear.
features set with her lividity, teeth grinding and eyes narrowed, the pounding in her ears seems to grow quiet when a voice cuts through the idle cheers of triumphant that passed throughout the sizable group at their victory — however small it was. gert misses what the woman initially said, though features that furrow in silent confusion morph back to anger at her inquiry as to what commotion had just occurred.
" enforcers. " spat out with venom, hand shaking as though it would ease bruised and bloodied knuckles from the growing ache that pulsed beneath her skin. " don't ever know when to throw the towel in. " nose scrunching, she resists spitting another viscous mixture to the floor. a hand claps her shoulder in passing, silent thanks and congratulations for their success, but she doesn't react save for a light tap of her own hand atop theirs before they're gone. she focuses in on purple hair and the quivering form beside her. " they okay? you need anything? "
okay okay okay consider this post a mains call!! if you'd like to be mains then just drop a like and consider it done <3 or if you'd like to be exclusives then drop a comment!
i already have a violet that my gert is exclusive with, so she is off the table BUT i will lovingly redirect all vi rpers to caitlyn if you'd like to rp!
also thinking abt how many people, especially jinxers, have been questioned in regards to where jinx is. how they'd no doubt been beaten almost to death in an attempt to get the information out of them. but all of them had insisted that they were jinx. 'who are you?' 'mm jinx?' 'yeah, never heard that before.' insinuates plenty of people had come forward as being her: because they're all so loyal to the cause that they would take the fall for the face of the rebellion as long as it didn't lead back to jinx herself. even though nobody knew where she was, they still claimed to be this figure piltover/the noxians were scouring for in an attempt to take the heat off.
gert and isha wld have gotten along so well
so i'm rewatching arcane for caitlyn and!!
a while ago i mentioned a little hc i had that gert was something akin to a leader of the jinxers; given how much emphasis is put on her specifically, and how everybody seemed to follow her lead silently thanking jinx in stillwater. not so much a 'leader,' but someone who has the most drive and determination to get shit done. the most passion and resolve to getting the undercity its freedom, so it would be natural people would follow and feed of it to strengthen their own resolves. she suggests the majority of plans for checkpoint attacks, rallies etcetera.
but !!! on the pin board cait has in relation to jinx, there's actually a mug shot ( front + side on ) of gert's profile!! which means if she is the only one on that board with an actual, visible photo she has to have some significance.
And given how the jinxers are such a staple of the one thing she hates — the one person she seeks to bring to justice with an unquenchable vengeance — she's obviously been prolific enough to catch herself on cait's radar. therefore, jinxer leader gert.
thinking abt how long it took gert to realise her parents were dead, and how she had to break the news to the twins :(
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I love your portrayal. We don't see a lot in screen time for Gert but youve taken every piece of what we do have and you've given us this wonderful full fledged character I wholly enjoy seeing on my dash!!! Thank you for doing Gert justice <3
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OH MY HERO!!! THANKYOU SM SWEETNESS!! i hated what they did w her + her death so i had to take it into my own hands n so far i'm chuffed w how she's coming out!! n i'm glad the general consensus is positive mmmwah!!! <3
as someone who constantly chin-hands happily toward a writers’ ability to take a side character from popular media and flesh them out into a full-fledged person, i am constantly astounded by your blog and all the thought you have put into g/ert. she has very easily become one of my favourite characters, and aside from the fact that she’s one of the most beautiful character models of the entire show (i will not be accepting arguments on that), i can’t see her now without very fondly thinking of you and your blog. FANTASTIC! SHOW-STOPPING!! keep up the fabulous work you splendid human.
xoxo baby blue
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melting into a puddle of flesh and bone heretic you are the sweetest ever!! i'm glad i seem to have done her justice, however little was actually given for her, and that it shows bc she is my love my light. i can't wait for us to do more for her and jinx they're so silly to me your honour!!! <3