Capella

Everyone’s favourite opera singer!

[opera-sings]

Hiii!!

I’m Capella an opera singer in piltovers opera!! So excited to finally be on here!! An old friend of mine told me about it…

I keep telling zim zer so cute they should be on stage!!! But… he always says no lol!

I’m 31, and I like all things that shine and are pretty!

No nsfw!! Or icky stuff!!

Flirting… welcome within reason… and I love making new friends!!

[tired-in-tree]

Here’s the first entry in the new writing project!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I hope everyone enjoys!

[tired-in-tree]

Hello! So I’m not really active in the arcane fandom anymore but i really like the characters i made for this. So im deciding to write a story for them on A03, going more into depth on their characters and who they are. What their personal lives are like, what their struggles are like, and their shared past.

It won’t be based in the arcane universe but a generic fantasy one. I’ll still respond to asks and stuff on my accounts if people send them, and I’ll post the links to the A03 stories here too.

I’ll update the pinned comment on this account soon but it’s gunna take some time, thanks for the understanding.

Happy reading!

[tired-in-tree]

The restaurant from hell

A story of zip and scar learning to hate something other than each other.

Tw: rainforest cafe, overstimulation

Fluff, not romantic.

Apologies for any bad grammar.

Why me?… what did I do to deserve this?… which god did I upset?

Zip thinks to himself as they walk along the streets to piltover. Ekko had randomly decided that enough was enough, having Zip and Scar constantly arguing and avoiding each other was making running the firelights harder than it already was. So… they’re doing a “team building exercise” of some sort where they’re going to a new restaurant that’s just opened up.

Zip isn’t sure why they’re going to this place specifically but… it can’t be that bad… he could just ignore scar and make sure The Girl tm, (lovingly referred to as such by the firelights), Zoya is entertained and having a good time.

What’s concerning the medic at this moment is a couple things, taking a day off from work when he has things he needs to get done, not knowing what this ‘fun restaurant’ is actually like inside of the place:.. and then there’s scar. They haven’t gotten along for a very very long time. And honestly? The firelight lieutenant scares him quite a bit.

Please let this not be completely awful… a normal restaurant we can eat then get back to work…

Then he sees it… even with the neon lights and pagentry of the shopping district of the lanes this place sticks out like a sore thumb. Zip groans internally as he looks up at this place. it seems to be rainforest themed… with moving pieces and animals on the front… all animatronics and bright lights reading out the name of this place. Zip takes a deep breath before speaking, using as much energy as he can muster to sound as normal as possible in this situation.

“I I think we’re here unfortunately… uhh… after you?”

Scar just nods numbly, and Zoya chitters guesturing at the restaurant. The inside is almost too bright after the dimness of being in the lanes, when his eyes adjust he sees a… gift shop?….

There’s stuffed animals, mugs, a fish tank, and all sorts of nicknacks. Plus the tree branches and leaves on the ceiling… and a weird tree with eyes and a mouth… that speaks. Zip assumes it’s probably very colourful… although he can only really see the bright greens, blues and cool purples.

It takes them longer than he’d like to actually find the restaurant… as they’re lead to their tables he looks around gloomily. Not only is this place filled with massive loud animitronics… but apparently every so often without warning there are ‘thunderstorms’. All the tables are covered in brown paper… probably to save on tablecloths and to let kids draw.

And to make matters even worse… they’ve been sat right next to the elephants… the loudest animatronics in the restaurant. He vaguely hears scar clear his throat..

“Excuse me, but are there any other tables we might be able to sit at?…”

The waiter makes a face and says they’ll check and gives them all menues. Zoyas menu is one of those ones that doubles as a colouring sheet and she chirps in glee. The elephants trumpet they all flinch.

“Why… why would Ekko send us here?… does… does he secretly hate us?”

Scar sighs.

“Honestly…. Don’t know.”

The waiter comes back. Smiling in the same icy way people do when it’s only for their job.

“So… there’s no extra tables unfortunately. It’s been really packed since opening sorry… can I get you guys some drinks to start? And are there any allergies here?”

Zip looks down at the menu… all the things have names he doesn’t quite know.

“I’m allergic to chocolate, and I’ll have the Mai tai.”

the waiter gives him a pitying look.

“That’s too bad, our best dessert is a chocolate volcano. But I’ll get that Mai tai for you… and for yourself and the little lady..?”

She smiles a customer service smile at scar as she waits for him to speak. The elephants trumpet again, the three at the table all flinch.

“I’ll… have…”

He makes a face as he tries to force himself to say the silly names on the menu.

“I’ll have a Margarita… and the girl will have the character cup…”

“A Margarilla and the character cup. Got it. I’ll be back in a moment with those and then I’ll get your orders!”

The waiter beams at them, zip squirms in his seet and stares at the menu… nothing looks great… or familiar. but he should probably eat something. He settles on the ceaser salad with chicken… since he doesn’t want to try anything he doesn’t know.

The trumpets go off and zip flinches again. Zoya is happily colouring all over her menu, scars given her the headphones Ekko made for him so at least she won’t have an awful time.

“… have you decided what you want to eat?”

Zip asks while staring at the table infront of him.

“…yup.”

An awkward silence follows until Zoya tugs on zips ear to show zim what she’s been drawing.

“Wow! That’s so good!”

Zip says smiling at the small chirean who chitters happily up at zim. The trumpets go off again and zip flinches.

“Are you going to do that every time this happens?”

Scar asks sounding slightly annoyed. Zip looks at the table again before forcing himself to make eye contact.

“Sorry I… don’t particularly like loud un predictable environments…”

Scar nods slowly… his eyes narrowing at the medic. They sit in realitive awkward scilence for a long time… until the waiter comes back and the Enteres are ordered.

“Oh right! You got here at a good time! Your food should be out just as the rainstorm starts! It happens every thirty minutes!”

She grins at them then takes scars and zips menu. Zip takes one of the free crayoned and silently draws a Tik tac toe board between him and Scar.

“…a distraction from…” ze guestures vaguely around himself at the rest of the restaurant. Scar sighs… and puts an x in the middle of the set. They end up playing 13 rounds, scar wins 6, zip wins 4, and they tie 3. Occasionally breaking to look at whatever Zoya is excitedly showing them, or because of a loud noise.

After what feels like forever their food gets there. It looks… like food. Zoya happily digs in, zip pushes a leaf of lettuce across his plate.

Then a rumble echoes through the restaurant… and a large crack. Both zip and scar stiffen in their seats, zips eyes are wide as he tries to calm down. He manages to get his breathing under control just for another loud crack to sound. It’s so bad… the noise is all around him… it sounds just like a rockslide too. He’s trying really hard not to have a panic attack in the restaurant… he’s about to go to the washroom to try to calm down when scar beats him to it.

“Watch Zoya for me yeah..?”

Zip nods numbly. Trying to focus on the chittering toddler.

It feels like an eternity of torture, the noises and movement around him and trying to seem calm so Zoya doesn’t freak out…. Eventually scar returns with an… odd expression on his face. Zip isn’t gunna ask, he mumbles something and goes to the washroom.

He walks through the door quickly and instantly gets whiplash from the change in tone. It’s… upbeat wordless jazz… with monkeys painted on the wall. It’s so ridiculous he almost cries and laughs. He sits in the corner stall with his head in his hands trying to calm himself down. Ze puts Zeir ears over his eyes and breathes heavily as the lights start to hurt his head. He can feel the pressure in the back of his head starts to build.

Please please please not here… not now… this is the WORST PLACE that this could possibly happen…

He feels himself rocking slowly back and forth trying to get zimself to calm down… it’s not working. It’s so embarrassing to have episodes in public… even worse that it’s here and the only person he knows in the restaurant is Scar…

Shit shit shit shit shit

He sits jammed into the corner hoping no one comes in as he feels his eyes close and loosing control of his body. He hears the main bathroom door open and internally groans. He recognizes the footsteps.

“… it’s been like… 15 minutes zip… are you good?”

Zip concentrates… he concentrates really hard on being able to speak in a coherent sentance.

“I…I’ll be fine… it’s just… an episode.,, I’ll…. Be out soon….”

“…. Bullshit you’re not all right… zip… can you come out?…”

“I… will… in a moment…”

He feels his body slowly calm down. He stands up and almost falls over but manages to get out of the stall. If he could be visibly blushing he would.

“Sorry… for worrying you”

Scar looks annoyed.

“Don’t do that. You always apologize for things when you haven’t done anything wrong… it pisses me off.”

Zip catches himself before he apologizes for that too. And shakily makes his way to the sink.

“Is Zoya doing ok?”

“Oh she’s having a blast. Can’t hear the restaurant with the headphones on.”

“Thats good at least… one of us like it here… I… I don’t think I could be paid to go back.”

Scar nods. It’s clear they’re both having an awful time… and that the problems they’re having are basically the same. Usually he wouldn’t want to admit it but

“At least we aren’t in it alone…”

Zip offers weakly as he washes his hands.

“I’m gunna kill Ekko when I see him again.”

Zip lets out a soft laugh.

“Yeah… why did he think this would be a good idea exactly?,..”

“No clue.”

Zip takes a deep breath and slashes water on his face.

“We got food we might as well eat it. I… there’s a sensory room next to the health center… once we get back…”

“Yes. No talking though.”

“Agreed.”

They both go back into the restaurant, it’s still loud and things are moving too much but… it’s not as bad as the thunderstorm that happened. Scar and zip sit silently, and Zoya smiles up at them chittering happily showing off the drawings on the table she’s done. She’s finished her food and is happily colouring some kind of adventure or something… it looks… unique.

Zip watches as scar talks to Zoya in Chirean, with clicks and whistles… and then scar sighs seeming to cave to some kind of demand.

“She… wants a full chocolate volcano for herself… I got her to agree to only eat half…”

Zip slowly starts to eat his salad… it’s not the worst thing he’s eaten… he probably wouldn’t get it again though. Zoya gets the dessert she wants and it’s very flamboyant, there’s even a sparkler in it when it arrives at the table. It’s huge, especially for a toddler to eat.

They leave the restaurant just as the next thunderstorm starts. Each of them choose a thing from the gift shop to prove they actually went. Zoya and zip both get stuffed animals and scar gets a small pocket knife. They’re all silent as they leave, scars carrying Zoya as she naps against him. Scar sighs looking down at his girl.

“… let’s never go there again… unfortunately I think Zoya liked it there…”

“Agreed… that… was a special kind of hell… I need at least a few hours of a dark room with no speaking… and possibly weighted blankets…. We have those…”

Zip says softly then sighs. A long silence streatches between the two as they slowly walk home.

“… I… don’t hate you… I think… that restaurant deserves a lot more hate than you do…. Just… don’t speak to me for the rest of today…”

Zip nods. The walk back is silent, but not uncomfortable. He knows they won’t be best friends or too close but now scar and him won’t be in an endless argument. It was honestly exhausting and it’s just nice to know it’s over.

@scarcane

[rpmemes-galore]

send me " secret files " and i'll post a headcanon about my muse I've never talked about before

[opera-sings]

You got nice assets ma'am

Why thank you darling ;)

[depsidase]

[opera-sings]

Hc that Capella is hypersexual

// she is, she’s not in a position to peruse anyone romantically because of her ‘sponsors’. But she is one lusty lady, given that the other person shows interest and is of the age of consent other than that she’s not very picky in general.

[turtle-exploring-the-woods]

Capella takes very good care of her skin, she needs to keep her skin soft and clean for her work and regularly wears floral scents. She likes taking baths and when she can afford to visits piltovers spa, and has a lengthy skincare routine with multiple serums and moisturizers as well as makeup.

Zip tries to at least be well groomed, his fur tends to get rather dirty if left alone for too long so he tries to keep clean. Coupled with a job where keeping clean is rather important for the health of his patients. Now that Capella can afford to pamper him he lets her give him some good shampoo and conditioner for his fur to stay soft and clean.

Sirus keeps himself clean enough… but he’s a blacksmith so he tends to get sweaty regularly. Plus the soot from the forge. He doesn’t really do anything special with his skin, just cleaning it with soap.

[opera-sings]

Hey sweetheart, you free for me anytime soon? I've been craving you recently...

- @zauniterizzler

Hmm… I could make time in my schedule for a visit sugar…

I’m free this evening if you’d let me wine and dine you ;)

[zauniterizzler]

Wine and dine away, pretty lady ;)

[opera-sings]

Ok… how about 7:30 tonight, I know a cute little restaurant by the river on the Zaun side….

See you there…

[opera-sings]

Hey sweetheart, you free for me anytime soon? I've been craving you recently...

- @zauniterizzler

Hmm… I could make time in my schedule for a visit sugar…

I’m free this evening if you’d let me wine and dine you ;)

[dead123454-deactivated20250717]

rb if you think asexual people are cool

[charnel-grounds]

by Jan Frans De Boever (1872–1949)

[square-opossums]

watching gen z and millennials make fun of gen alpha has been torturous. "But they're actually stupid" 1. theyre middle schoolers 2. isn't that what older gens said about us? don't you remember being 11?

it truly is just "impulse reaction to cringe <- has not yet unlearned shame"

the cycle continues let me out of here

guys. guys I think we should kill cringe culture

[draculasstrawhat]

My kids and their friends are Gen Alpha, and they are sweet, sweet kids living though appalling times.

They grew up with the most rigidly binary models of childhood that have existed in my lifetime (girl-glue, anyone?) and been viewed as their earning potential since before they could walk. They have been exploited and abandoned on the internet by their parents, have been exploited on the internet by the algorithm when they were too young to understand it. They are the first large generation of the children of Mommy bloggers, anti-vaxxers, trad wives, and quiverful types.

They’ve survived a pandemic, and had it cut through their schooling in a way that has been enormously traumatic. They have the smallest outdoor range of any generation to date. In their lifetime, climate change has become violently real, socioeconomic disparity has only increased, reactionary movements have increased, and rights that we’ve taken for granted have been rolled back. They are the generation of British trans kids taking their lives on the now-static youth GIC waiting lists. The American trans kids who are watching their very existence become illegal. They are the generation of creative kids whose arts and humanities funding has been cut to the bone. A generation who have grown up watching soft-lit, queer friendly cartoons, walking out in to a world of violent trans and homophobia.

They are depressed, anxious, afraid. Their aspirations are low, their hopes for the future fragile.

They are clever, and creative, and charming, and brave. And they are KIDS.

Be nice to them, they’re dealing with a lot.

[the-haiku-bot]

They are clever, and

creative, and charming, and

brave. And they are KIDS.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[kristina100000]

i love saying “girl fuck you”… regardless of the occasion its so healing. i could literally be alone in my room ummm girl fuck you!

[opera-sings]

Hello there Miss!

Oh! I love for outfit :D you looks so... fancy hehe

I've got a care package from your brother? Zip? All sorts of goodies in there... although I'm not sure i could pronounce the names of half these little bottles...

Would you like a lolly? I have strawberry, grape and lemon today!

Ooooo!!! I love it when I get care packages!! Especially from Zip, he cares quite a bit so they’re always very well though through.

O: <3

Did you say strawberry?! I looove strawberry sweets!!

Speaking of, if you have time wanna take a small break and have tea with me? I’ve got strawberry and it tastes like actual strawberry too!!

[random-zaunite-postlady]

Oh my! That's so nice of you to offer ma'am!

Well... I suppose I do have time for a break if you've got tea hehe!

So, what's your name?

[opera-sings]

My name is Capella, it’s a pleasure come in! What’s yours?

<3 it’s a nice little townhouse, there are lavish decorations and little trinkets and things about but the most prized and displayed items seem to be… less fancy and expensive. She takes her to a small kitchen with a nice wooden table and comfy chairs and gets her a cup with some tea before sitting down herself<3

I also have some cookies and small sandwiches if you’d like? Or scones?

[random-zaunite-postlady]

"Oh..."

*the post lady frowned for a second before fixing her expression again. Realising that this was the first time soemone had asked her name was a little... upsetting. Instead she distracted herself with looking around, smile coming back to her face even stronger at the slightly mismatched display of objects.*

*they themselves looks out of place, just enough for them to be what draws the eye against all the finery around them. But soemthing about how they were placed and positions so deliberately and delicatley showed that they meant a lot more then they looked*

"My name's Gertrude, it's sort of an old lady name I know"

*the post lady followed Capella into the kitchen, her face flushing at both having to reveal her name and at the beauty of the kitchen.*

"S-scones sound lovley!"

[opera-sings]

“Well for the record I think Gertrude is a lovely name, but if you have something else you’d rather be called that’s totally fine too”

<3 she smiles and gets some scones and jam out as well, and another tea cup<3

“Here sit! So, how’s your day been?”

[random-zaunite-postlady]

"Your too nice, Miss Capella!"

*the post lady smiles bashfuly, taking a seat where shed been guided to*

"My day was... quite boring really. I had to spend most of the day going through paperwork before I delivered some medical supplys to Mr Zip."

*the post lady keeps an eye on how Capella makes her tea, doing her best to replicate it.*

"How's your day been, Miss?"

[opera-sings]

“It’s been good, a little boring too to be honest… we’re supposed to be doing rehearsals but the director caught a bad cold so not much we can do about it.”

<3 she sighs<3

“Uhhh how’s Zaun been?…..Sorry I invited you in and I’m afraid I’m terrible at small talk!! Oh gosh I’m so embarrassed!”

[random-zaunite-postlady]

"Typical, hayfever season coming up and all"

*post lady sips her tea and has to restrain and excited laugh at the taste.*

"Don't be sorry! This is genuinely the most fun I've had in a while... most of zaun can be pretty intense."

*she rolls her eyes*

"I mean, there are a good few of course, but even then I fell like I'm trying to hard to fit in with them. I'm not as... I don't know, effortlessly cool as them?"

*she laughs awkwardly*

"Well, maybe not cool but 'effortlessly'... something"

[opera-sings]

“You’re so cool though!!! You shouldn’t have to force yourself to fit in with people, you’re cool and folks should see that.”

<3 she takes a bite of her sandwich<3

“Delivery jobs in Zaun especially can be quite dangerous, it’s very cool you also deliver to piltover too! I don’t think I could handle all that I’d get sooo lost”

<3Capella chuckles<3

[opera-sings]

Hello there Miss!

Oh! I love for outfit :D you looks so... fancy hehe

I've got a care package from your brother? Zip? All sorts of goodies in there... although I'm not sure i could pronounce the names of half these little bottles...

Would you like a lolly? I have strawberry, grape and lemon today!

Ooooo!!! I love it when I get care packages!! Especially from Zip, he cares quite a bit so they’re always very well though through.

O: <3

Did you say strawberry?! I looove strawberry sweets!!

Speaking of, if you have time wanna take a small break and have tea with me? I’ve got strawberry and it tastes like actual strawberry too!!

[random-zaunite-postlady]

Oh my! That's so nice of you to offer ma'am!

Well... I suppose I do have time for a break if you've got tea hehe!

So, what's your name?

[opera-sings]

My name is Capella, it’s a pleasure come in! What’s yours?

<3 it’s a nice little townhouse, there are lavish decorations and little trinkets and things about but the most prized and displayed items seem to be… less fancy and expensive. She takes her to a small kitchen with a nice wooden table and comfy chairs and gets her a cup with some tea before sitting down herself<3

I also have some cookies and small sandwiches if you’d like? Or scones?

[random-zaunite-postlady]

"Oh..."

*the post lady frowned for a second before fixing her expression again. Realising that this was the first time soemone had asked her name was a little... upsetting. Instead she distracted herself with looking around, smile coming back to her face even stronger at the slightly mismatched display of objects.*

*they themselves looks out of place, just enough for them to be what draws the eye against all the finery around them. But soemthing about how they were placed and positions so deliberately and delicatley showed that they meant a lot more then they looked*

"My name's Gertrude, it's sort of an old lady name I know"

*the post lady followed Capella into the kitchen, her face flushing at both having to reveal her name and at the beauty of the kitchen.*

"S-scones sound lovley!"

[opera-sings]

“Well for the record I think Gertrude is a lovely name, but if you have something else you’d rather be called that’s totally fine too”

<3 she smiles and gets some scones and jam out as well, and another tea cup<3

“Here sit! So, how’s your day been?”

[random-zaunite-postlady]

"Your too nice, Miss Capella!"

*the post lady smiles bashfuly, taking a seat where shed been guided to*

"My day was... quite boring really. I had to spend most of the day going through paperwork before I delivered some medical supplys to Mr Zip."

*the post lady keeps an eye on how Capella makes her tea, doing her best to replicate it.*

"How's your day been, Miss?"

[opera-sings]

“It’s been good, a little boring too to be honest… we’re supposed to be doing rehearsals but the director caught a bad cold so not much we can do about it.”

<3 she sighs<3

“Uhhh how’s Zaun been?…..Sorry I invited you in and I’m afraid I’m terrible at small talk!! Oh gosh I’m so embarrassed!”