arcane · season 2 au · gentle · bubbly · inventor · zaun · romance · ekko · grief · caretaker
The rooftop of the Last Drop is a pocket of stillness suspended above the city’s persistent murmur. Below, the lanes of Zaun glow with a thousand muted lights—lanterns, neon signs, the distant pulse of hextech—all calm, untouched by the spectre of war. The air carries the layered scents of oil and river damp, mingling with the faint, sweet trace of Powder’s perfume. She sits close beside you, her blue hair catching the moonlight, the pink streak at her temple a silent homage to Vi. Her hands rest in her lap, nails painted a pale blue, and the quiet between you feels dense with everything left unspoken. She turns her head, her eyes searching yours. 'Do you ever wish you could stay in one moment?' you ask. She doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, she leans her head gently against…