#caitlyn kiramman x gn! reader

[pastel-peach-writes]

Caitvi with a cocky yet easily flustered s/o?!!

wow, am i the s/o? how did you get this photo of me? COMING RIGHT UP ANON! also, i feel like this would be easier with headcanons so, i hope you don't mind!

Wipe The Smirk Off Your Face | CaitVi x Reader

╰┈➤ PLOT: Headcanons of Caitlyn and Vi with a cocky, yet easily flustered s/o. mostly how Caitlyn and Vi react to the cockiness and what they do to fluster their partner even more.

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Lower Case Intended, Headcanons, SFW, Reader's A Bit Full Of Themselves But CaitVi Loves It, Not Proofread

– Caitlyn and Vi can be cocky themselves. It's more Vi than Caitlyn, Caitlyn likes to believe she's confident, not cocky. Vi will tell you straight up she's cocky.

– anyways. the girls know how you get.

– you tease them about something they've done or you claim that you're the best at what you do. sometimes, it's just your personality too. it's an ego thing, but it's more like you're trying to convince yourself than others.

– an example of this is when you reported to Caitlyn for the first time after being recruited for a journalist job. you put the article on her desk, 5 hours before it was due which was an accomplishment for you, and grinned.

"read it and weep, captain." caitlyn rose a brow at your choice of words but took hold of the file. she scanned through the article and nodded. "i know, it's good right?" you sigh happily. proud, you put your hands on your waist. "i say it's one of my best works and i preformatted it for the journal so the editor doesn't even have to worry about it." impressed, caitlyn stands from her desk. she takes off her top hat as she walks to you. "i have to admit, recruit, this is your best work. i thought your portfolio had all your best work, but i was clearly mistaken. good job." she leans back on her desk and crosses her feet at the ankle. as she stares into your eyes, you cheeks warm up. you can only pray there was no change in your appearance. you clear your throat, nodding at her. "yes, uh- thank you. i appreciate it." in a swift move, you leave her office. caitlyn's perplexed at your sudden change in attitude, but she brushed it off. she continued to read your file.

– since you two weren't together during that, caitlyn didn't think anything of it. maybe you were overwhelmed by your boss complimenting you. unluckily for you, it didn't go that smoothly with Vi.

jumping off from a mild ledge, you dust your hands off with a proud smile. "i told you that you needed my help. without me, you would've never seen that guy sneak that eggbeater into his pockets." a soft chuckle escaped from vi's lips. "yeah, I'll admit it. i didn't see that guy but i don't understand the threat behind an eggbeater. that's the kind of shit stuffy bakers use." you shrug. you hold up the eggbeater. the beater is well-kept and freshly polished and the golden material shines in the dim light. "this gold is worth a pretty penny. i should know. i handle golden material all the time." you grin up at vi. she chuckles again. "oh, what would i do without that beautiful, knowledgeable, brain of yours, huh?" she nudges your shoulder with a confident smirk. again, you stammer over your words. you fidget with the eggbeater before you look away. vi tilts her head, her smirk growing from confident to cocky; a known slippery slope. with her hands crossed over her chest, vi matches her eye line with yours. "I'm sorry, what was that? did you say something?" her words are like oxygen to a flame. the squirms and shudders travel up and through your spine. flutters erupt in your stomach and your heartbeat fastens. you say nothing in return. your silence is music to vi's ears. she grabs your chin and turns your face to her. her grin is shit-eating, her touch is warm, and her feelings are calloused. "you know," her voice is low, her words smooth. "you shouldn't talk a big talk when you can't handle someone agreeing with you. someone might take advantage of it." she winks.

– after the three of you got together, vi wouldn't call flustering you taking advantage of you. she would call it, "giving her partner affection"

– picture this, it's an early morning and vi is absolutely dreading getting ready. caitlyn has already scolded her about the consequences of being late for work, but vi gets scolded often so she tuned caitlyn out.

– you're already up, morning person or not, and getting ready for the day. you claim it's easy for you to get ready because you're absolutely perfect and the world can't revolve without you.

– from the sheets, vi turns her head. her face is half-smushed into the pillow. she tells you that you're right. you are perfect but you're wrong about one thing. there's no world to revolve around you because you are the world. her world.

– from the bathroom connected to the room, caitlyn groans. unfortunately for you, the corny line works, and your cheeks warm up. vi teases you again, taking your silence as another answer.

– sometimes, when your cockiness reaches an all-time high, caitlyn and vi share glances, nod, and then boom, you get a compliment attack.

– if you identify as a girl, they'll agree with you using gendered nicknames such as: "you're so right, pretty girl." "i agree. you're the most amazing girl in the world." "that's my girl."

– if you don't identify as a girl, they compliment you in other ways. "i knew you could do it. you're perfect." "that's right, baby. you are the best." "oh, really? you knew that? you're so smart."

– and lastly, if compliments aren't your thing, they'll fluster you in different ways.

– caitlyn likes to drag her nails up and down your back while placing kisses right underneath your earlobe. why are you squirming? you said you were the best of the best, right? she's giving the best of the best celebratory kisses. what's wrong with that?

– meanwhile, vi is more "subtle" when she's trying to fluster you. okay, maybe not exactly subtle, but it's vi-subtle. she knows she can be direct and flirtatious to get you flustered too, but she loves watching you muster up the courage to reply back to her.

– when you say something cocky, she'll lean on any surface she can and raise a brow. she'll always reply with a simple, "oh, yeah?" then, she'll lean down or reach up to your height. if you're taller, hands are on your waist. if you're shorter, she puts her hands on the side of your neck. either way, she scans your eyes with a smirk.

– that move alone sends you spiraling and you want to melt out of her grip. as most of her flirts do, she ends it with a wink and then walks away.

– don't get me started on the nsfw parts of this... but I'll leave that to y'alls imagination. bye~

WC: 1,096

A/N: IM STILL TAKING REQUESTS FOR CAITVI. ALSO, IF YOU SPECIFY IF YOU WANT A ONESHOT OR HEADCANONS, THAT'LL HELP A LOT! THANK YA <3

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[satan-plundered-our-oceans]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ arcane masterlist ꒱ ˎˊ˗

~ a masterlist for my arcane fanfics ~

vi

bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)

jinx

get jinxed (jinx x f!reader)

sevika

bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)

mel

n/a

jayce

n/a

viktor

n/a

silco

n/a

vander

n/a

caitlyn

n/a

ekko

n/a

#masterlist #arcane #arcane smut #arcane headcanon #arcane x reader #arcane viktor x reader #viktor x reader #viktor arcane x reader #jayce arcane #jayce talis #vi x reader #jinx x reader #sevika #mel medarda #caitlyn kiramman #lesbian #fem reader #male reader #gn reader

[romantic-disarray]

“ Scandal ? ”

Pairing ; Caitlyn Kiramman x gn!reader

Warning(s) ; cursing & a god awful idea in the middle of the night.

word count ; 0.9k

Cael's note ; I haven't posted in a while, also heavily into atsv at the moment so expect a shit ton of fics from that, follow my tt btw "@ shxnihara " ! Short self indulgent fic because I got back into my arcane phase a few weeks ago

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The two of you hated each other.

And I mean—hated each other.

Caitlyn, who was born into 'royalty' and 'power', whilst you were born in a ditch, long to be forgotten by the people: Whom you hated just as much as they did.

So imagine your shock when your employer had actually managed to snag a spot in a luxurious masquerade up in Piltover where you'll be acting as a bodyguard for—you guessed it: Caitlyn motherfucking Kiramman.

At first you thought it was a joke, not until the councilor herself—as well as the daughter—entered through the rustic doors of your employers hideout with a shit-ton of enforcers behind them.

Caitlyn and you locked eyes, momentarily glaring at each other while her mother spoke with a tone of authority, and although she seemed to be talking about something really important—neither of you decided to listen.

Instead, you both just sneered at each other and spouted a few words of acknowledgement here and there.

"I don't understand why we have to work together."

"Yeah, I don't think your Mother loves you that much."

And now here you were, sitting on Caitlyn's bed as she got ready for the masquerade. Her pale back was turned towards you while she put on her expensive jewelry, and dress.

Thing is however, as much as you hated to stare—Caitlyn was so damn beautiful. Her body both a mix of femininity and masculine, stating that she'd done more than just throw tea parties whilst growing up.

But it seemed as though Caitlyn had caught on to your staring session. She rolled her eyes and let out a breath that almost sounded like a chuckle, "Can you do something other than stare?" Caitlyn tutted with a sly grin as she looked at herself in the standing mirror.

You immediately snickered at her comment and looked away when accused. "Can you do something other than be pretty?" You quipped, taking another quick look back at Caitlyn for fun, only to laugh when you saw her staring at you from the mirror with a raised eyebrow; like she was non-verbally telling you 'Really?'.

"I'm not dressing pretty just to show off. I'm dressing pretty because I need to for this stupid mission." Caitlyn huffed and tried to zip up her long blue dress adorned with multiple gold linings that accentuated her figure. You rolled your eyes when she pathetically tried to zip it up, but to no avail, she groaned and sighed.

"... Look, I hate asking for this but—" She started but you already cut her off by standing up from her bed. "Yeah yeah, I know. Just don't punch me out of nowehere, okay?" You muttered as you stood behind her, but not too close to be called uncomfortable.

Sure, you might hate each other, but you aren't a fucking weirdo. You noticed Caitlyn flinch when you approached, and you looked at her from the mirror. "Hey, I'm not gonna do anything to you. Just relax, it's just a stupid dress malfunction." You reassured in a slight sass.

Caitlyn glanced at you on the reflective surface with a reluctant expression before she let a sigh of her own slip from her mouth. "Fine." She grumbled childishly, which caused you to smile.

You pinched the fabric together with one hand, and held the zipper on the other, before you slowly began to pull it up inch by inch; watching as the dress began to cover Caitlyn's skin from behind.

You could feel Caitlyn's breath hitching, her staring at your reflection in the mirror as you focused on helping her zip up her dress. Although it was purely innocent—Caitlyn felt something tug at her heart strings at the sight of you without that usual smirk or frown of yours.

She'd sometimes wonder what it'd be like to just... Be friends with you instead of enemies.

"Don't tell me you're falling for me, Cait?" You grinned as you finished zipping her dress up and placed your hands on her shoulders. Caitlyn's eyes widened as she stammered to come up with a response, which made you laugh.

"I'm only pulling your panties, Madam. After all, it'd be such a pain if we started a scandal—" First you were speaking, next thing you knew, Caitlyn turned around and pulled you in by the neck for a rather rough kiss

You were shocked at first, but soon enough, you gently placed your hands on her hips and pulled her in closer. You could taste her lipstick on your tongue as the two of you lost yourselves in the heat of the moment.

Not until a few moments later that the situation dawned on Caitlyn. She softly pulled back with red coating her cheeks, you could only grin at her response. "So... I'm guessing you don't really care about a scandal?" You teased, which earned you a pinch on the side of your neck.

Caitlyn huffed a heavy sigh before smiling, "I absolutely hate you." She whispered closely. You smiled and stared at her lips, "God, I hate you more."

She chuckled and reluctantly pulled away as she held your hand. "Now come on, who knows what'll happen if we're late for the masquerade?" Caitlyn asked, a bit worried now as she dragged you towards her door.

"World peace? Specifically my own peace because I'd definitely earn that if we just stayed here and made out."

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not proof read.

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[freementallyillkid]

Tw:light sexual harssement and sexulizing wlw/poly relationships

f/p=favorite pastrie

Ciatlyn, Vi and you were walking down one of the peresten streets of Piltover on a little date since Caitlyn had been busy over working herself with her new sheriff duties. Vi and you had been missing her plus she needed a break.

So far the three of you had gone to the zoo, walked around the shopping district and were now headed to Caitlyn’s favorite cafe despite Vi wanting to walk all the way to Zaun to get Jericho’s.

When you got there Vi, Cait and you sat down and ordered Vi got a cupcake claiming ‘they were favorites’ winking at Caitlyn and you. Cailtyn got some kind of fancy pastrie with a french name you couldn’t pronounce and you got your f/p and chatted about your day. “So Vi, you went to hang out with Jinx today?” Cailyn asked her, who had been working on repairing her relationship with her younger sister and getting her to not despise you and Cait.

“Yeah we’re getting better, I think she's really warming up to Y/n,” She said smiling.

You nodded along, “Mhm when I went to meet up with Vi after they hung out she actually looked happy to see me and when she hungged me and didn’t even try and put any kind of powder bomb on me.” Which was a pretty big improvment from shooting and you when you first met.

Your taller girlfriend gave you a tight lipped smile, “Well that’s good, maybe we could invite her over for dinner tomorrow.” She was still a bit more on edge when it came to Jinx, but they had both been doing better now they only glared at echother and shared snarky remarks once and a while.

Vi on the other hand was ecstatic, “Yeah that would be great Cait! Would that be okay with you babe?” She asked, turning to you. Who just nodded. Continuing with the conversation moving onto Caitlyn and her work to what you had been doing all day.

After you finished eating you waved over the waiter to pay despite Caitlyn’s protests. You walked up to the counter and handed the man your card and made polite conversation, “So are you doing a girls day thing today?” He asked

You nodded, “Something like that yeah.”

He hummed, “Well if you're free later today maybe we could go out and get some drinks.” He suggested, biting his lip awkwardly you assume was supposed to be seductive.

“Oh no we’re actually dating.” You explain gesturing to your girlfriends that you could now see where glaring at him like if they glared hard enough he would shrivel up and die. His face dropped before he developed another creepy smile.

“Well I wouldnt mind spending the evening with three lovely, I’m sure my bed could fit all of us.” He said, taking you lifting it up to his lips to kiss before he could you wrenched your hand from his and behind you, you could hear chairs screeching.

A moment later Caitlyn’s hands slide around your hip and one of Vi’s on the small of your back the other hand snatching your card out of his hand anad passing it to you. “We are not interested in spending any time with a creep like you.” Vi snapped.

“Yes,”Caitlyn agreed, “we’ll be leaving now and we will be sure to inform your employer about sexually harassing your costomers.” After that she spun around and they both guided you out of the cafe, your cheeks hot from embarrassment of the little scene they had made infront of the other customers. The man glaring holes in the back of all three of your heads for embarrassing him.

Once you had made your way out and walked to a nearby bench with a little fountain Vi and Caitlyn both holding onto you tight the whole time. “I can not believe he would say sothing like that, I mean eho talks to people like that when you say your in a relationship?” Cailtyn ranted fidgeting with your fingers an arm wrapping aarount your waist.

Vi huffed, responding, “Jackasses that want to get their ass beat.” She was tracing patterns on your thigh, her arm around your waist as well so they overlapped.

“You know you didn’t have to do that guys I was fine.” You say looking to both of them, “there was no need to make a scene.”

They both frowned, “We know I-we couldn’t stand watching that guy making you uncomfortable.” Caitlyn explained.

“Yeah,” Vi pipes up resting her head on your shoulder nuzzling into your neck looking up at you like a puppy, “if you want I could go back and beat him up or Cait could aresst him for sexual harassment.” To which your other girlfrind nodded.

You giggle at her suggestion, “No it’s okay I’d rather spend time with you two, thank you.” leaning to Caitlyn giving her a soft kiss before turning to Vi and doing the same both their cheeks dusted with a soft pink.

After taking a moment they smiled, “Of course darling whatever makes you happy.” Vi nodded and they both leaned down pressing a kiss to both your temples. You smiled grateful for such loving girlfriends.

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Word count:892

#arcane #vi x reader #x reader #caitlyn x reader #arcane vi #caitlyn kiramman #gn reader

[ieggthots]

Hihi can we get some Caitlyn x Undercity(gn)reader hc

Oh also you're doing a great job 🤘

Why thank you good person for requesting, haven't gotten a request in ages lol, and ty that really means alot ☺️

¤Caitlyn with a S/O from Zaun HCs¤

your probably thinking "how did these crazy kids meet?", well allow me to explain

You, not being a big fan of Silco and his crew, try your best to "rebel" in a way by disrupting shimmer production to the best of your ability

Once you got word by eavesdropping in on a conversation with Sevika and another crew member about the trap for the enforcers, you rushed over to topside to try and stop it from springing

Of course it was too late, but there was one line survivor, that survivor being Caitlym Kiramman in the flesh

You couldn't just leave her there! So doing what was right, you took her to a medic (I'm not sure what they're exactly called in Piltover) to get her some medical attention

Few days go by and you check up on her in her room as she was recently permitted to go back, and your met with a gun to the face

Thought she trusted you? She didn't even know you saved her life yet

"Wait! Don't shoot! I'm not a threat!" "How can I be so sure that you won't take me to be interrogated for info in the undercity." "Because I'm the one who saved your enforcer ass from Jinx's trap!"

... she had no words

A Zaunnite saving an enforcer? Not a likely thing to see

You two start to form a bond and start to find out you had more in common than you know

One thing being that the two of you try to minimalize distractions and get straight to the center of a problem

Another being your shared hate for Silco's shimmer empire, shes glad to know that even people from the undercity are not fond of it

The more you hang around her the more you become attracted to her, just something about her captures you, and you can't tell what

She finds out about your feelings for her, she reciprocates the feeling

Caitlyn was... unsure to say the least in the beginning of your relationship, she didnt know exactly what to do in the case of having a S/O as she's never had one, especially one from the undercity

You do your best to make sure she doesn't over exhaust herself with her work, as she's known to get carried away...alot

Cuddling? She'd be the big spoon on most occasions, just how I'd view her being

She is usually up and awake before you, so when your awake before her for once, you surprise her with breakfast in bed, you can imagine she's taking time to register this, but don't worry she is appreciative of you <3

"You did this.. for me? Your too kind darlin."

When she isn't occupied she likes talking to you or watching you do your own hobby, she is very intrigued in what you do, she may even tag along and do it with you

She will listen to you rant about anything that comes to mind, don't worry about her leaving because she will stick by your side until your done, she is a good listener

Another thing you two would like to do is go on dates to stargaze and have a nice dinner, as you didn't have that kind of luxury in Zaun

I know, it's not really my best, but I try. I hope it's good enough : )

#caitlyn x reader #caitlyn arcane #caitlyn kiramman #arcane x reader #fluff #sfw headcanons #arcane league of legends #caitlyn kiramman x reader

[alesbianperson]

welcome to my blog!

I'm Lilly.

I'm 19.

I'm a lesbian, in love with fictional women and I love to write.

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My requests are open!

What I write:

- fluff

- angst

- smut (I'll try but I'm still testing the waters)

- character x female!reader

- character x gn!reader

What I don't write:

- character x male!reader

- male!character x reader

- p*dophilia

- inc*st

- r@pe

Who I write for:

- Ellie Williams (tlou2)

- Hazel Callahan (bottoms)

- Caitlyn Kiramman (arcane)

But honestly almost any fictional woman (who's at least 17), so you can request someone who is not listed here and I see what I can do!

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[finn-writes-stuff]

Can I ask for Headcanons on how Caitlyn and Vi would react to their GN S/O wearing flamboyant and flashy clothing

Some Arcane content for today! Two of my favourite girls

Caitlyn Kiramman & Vi x Reader

Fandom: Arcane

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: N/A

Gender-Neutral Reader

Arcane Masterlist

Commission Info

Caitlyn

“Oh! Well, it does suit you love, so long as you’re aware people will stare?”

She’s been taught to never catch the wrong kind of attention, to always present herself in a very calculated way. So seeing you dress like this throws her off.

She’d never try to tell you how to dress, and if this is what you want to wear, than that’s fine. She’s just worried that you’ll regret it in some way.

There’s something really nice about it though, she likes seeing you in clothes you enjoy wearing, and the confidence that seems to come with those outfits.

She also kind of wishes she could wear clothes like that.

So long as you’re happy and confident in what you’re wearing, she’ll simply admire.

She is not afraid to be seen with you, and if anyone implies she should be, it’s a sure fire way to flame her temper.

Vi

“Fuck yeah, babe, looking good.”

The undercity is filled with strange people, so no one really blinks twice at a flashy outfit.

Vi thinks that clothes need to be at least two out of three categories. Comfortable, practical, or cool as hell.

Everything you wear meets at minimum the cool requirement.

She will wear your clothes when she has the chance. Partially cause she likes them, mostly because they’re yours.

Vi won’t let you sneak around in flashy clothes though. It’s really just common sense if you’re trying not to be spotted.

She really likes seeing you in anything red. It makes her into a bit of a smug flirt for the rest of the night.

If you take any of her clothes to add to your outfits, you will have her eyes on you the whole time. She really can’t look away.

#finnwrites #arcane x reader #arcane #caitlyn kiramman x reader #caitlyn kiramman #arcane caitlyn #vi x reader #vi #arcane vi #headcanons

[eternal-armin]

brain stew. [caitlyn]

cait finally voices her concerns to you after days since you last fully slept. drabble series 3/5 proofread.

you stared at the wall, curled up under the blankets. you were too scared to move very much, or too often, even though your skeleton ached for movement. it felt like it was going to crawl right out of your skin.

even when you closed your eyes, you didn’t feel tired. you felt them ache, too dry, with no way to help. you found yourself too nervous to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. the silence, you had gotten used to. even though it was still somehow stressful, you could deal with it. what you couldn’t deal with were the hot and cold flashes. specifically the hot; you couldn’t move the blanket, lest caitlyn wake up.

she had already been awake for a while, observing you quietly, worried, before she spoke up.

“sweetheart? you’ve been awake for a while.”

you went cold, blinking a few times. the pain in your eyes became almost unbearable, so you eventually just squeezed them shut. “...yeah. how long have you been up?”

“not very long. perhaps a few minutes? but… more importantly. is something on your mind?” she was cautious with every word. you hated when she did that, overthought each word to be as neutral as possible. but sometimes, maybe it was necessary.

“not really. thoughts are just kinda going in and out.”

“can you look at me, darling?” she asked. her voice was so soft. you felt bad, and so you turned over, strained eyes failing to focus properly. her eyes widened slightly, seeing the state of you. “what’s wrong?” cait asked. the worry in her voice made your stomach churn.

“i haven’t really been able to sleep much the past few days.” you knew the pain in your mind would just get worse if you lied, so you didn’t. even though you felt ashamed, and could no longer meet her gaze.

now that you thought about it, you couldn’t remember the last time you slept. or, rather, slept more than, like, fourty minutes. not even consecutively.

“i could kind of tell.” caitlyn reached out a hand, gently cupping your cheek. “you’ve been just passing out randomly sometimes. i can see you falling asleep at your desk when you’re in the middle of things. and then… you don’t sleep at night.”

“you… could tell?”

“i usually fall asleep to your breathing. and something about it has been different recently. and when i would wake up in the middle of the night, i would check on you.”

“oh…”

“have you tried sleeping medication? over-the-counter stuff?”

you nodded slightly. “it hasn’t been working. i mean, i feel a little tired, but when i try to sleep i just can’t.”

cait nodded slightly. “that… we’ll call your primary care physician in the morning. you may need something prescribed. but don’t worry, alright? we’ll work it out.” her words, as meticulous as they were, reassured you deeply. she didn’t argue, she didn’t raise her voice, she didn’t judge you. just a simple ‘we’ll take care of it’, and you knew you were in good hands. when were you ever not with her?

maybe it was the fact that you hadn’t slept properly for three days, but you felt yourself getting teary-eyed. why was she always so patient with you? even when you really didn’t deserve it?

she seemed to notice. “s-sweetheart? what’s wrong?”

just her asking that made the tears fall, cascading down toward the mattress. she pulled you closer into a hug. you found yourself crying into her clothed shoulder. you felt like shit, crying in front of- no, into your girlfriend. not like you didn’t feel like shit anyway. but once again, all she showed you was love and patience, gently rubbing your back with one hand and stroking your hair with the other.

“cry as much as you need to, okay?” her voice wavered through her words.

“i-i don’t even know why i’m crying! what’s going on with me…!”

“when you don’t get enough sleep, you tend to be more sensitive to negative emotion swings. maybe you felt a little bad, and your sleep deprivation has made that negative swing far more powerful.”

you sniffled, trying and failing to take a deep breath. the rational explanation made you feel a little better. and still you couldn’t see properly, and still you clung to caitlyn like a scared child. she hugged you tightly, pressing quick and gentle kisses to the top of your head and forehead.

“i’m so sorry for- acting like this,” you managed. you forced a little laugh, which just made your throat hurt badly.

“don’t say that, sweetheart. you don’t have a thing to apologize for.”

“i-i can’t believe that. i made you worry, i… i’m screwing things up and this time, it’s by not talking.” for some reason the weight of everything just got heavier and heavier on your shoulders, suffocating you mercilessly. maybe there was a reason, the logical explanation cait just lovingly laid out for you. already, that was etching itself out of your memory. thin paper dissolving in water.

“oh, [y/n], you aren’t screwing things up. and it’s okay to be worried about. here, sit up, there you go. i’m going to turn the light on, alright?”

you nodded, squeezing your eyes shut. with a click, the room felt slightly warmer, and suddenly something was pressed against your tear-stained cheeks. a tissue.

“you don’t need to worry your pretty little head, alright? you haven’t messed up a thing. everything is okay, and soon you will be too.” she pressed an angel-soft kiss to your forehead. “and don’t beat yourself up over me worrying for you. you are worth worrying for. if i ever don’t, then you should be upset.” there was a lighter tone to her words. you managed a little chuckle.

even that made her eons more relieved. “how about we leave this bed, love, i’m sure you’re sick of laying in it, and do something else?”

“won’t you be tired?”

“i can take a day off of work if need be, since i have someone who needs my care. besides, i’ve managed before. i’ll be alright.” caitlyn smiled sweetly at you, pressing another gentle kiss to your forehead. “how’s about it? do you want to watch a movie or something? perhaps make a very early breakfast?”

you hummed for a second, the last of the evidence of crying leaving your chest in hiccuped breaths. steadily you were calming down. “how about… both?”

cait giggled softly. “i like that idea.”

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[froggy-frogz]

Hello, I’m new here. Can I request a weird fluff reaction, with an Arcane character? How would Caitlyn react to having an inventor GN S/O, who invented a special machine that makes giant floating bubbles for traveling. So, to test it out, they and their S/O test iron on themselves, and travel via a giant floating bubble over Piltover in the night sky, seeing the beautiful lights from above. Eventually their bubble floats down, popping softly and safely.

A/N: Welcome!!! Also, the concept of giant floating bubbles to me is always so great, reminds me of that one movie, Meet the Robinsons lol. Anyone enjoy anon!!

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Caitlyn x GN!Reader

Warnings: None!

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Caitlyn is around amazing inventors and scientists all day but when she sees your work, she really is amazed. It's a bit different from Hextech sure, but it's a good difference, and she's smitten with both you and your work.

You had been working on this one machine for a while now, and it was close to being done. You weren't sure what your motivation was for it, but you were sure that Cait would love it.

She would always help you out from time to time with your inventions or just to test them out when you were done. For one instance you had made this liquid that was ultra enriched to speed up plant growth, and she had helped test it out by growing a couple of different flower types with it.

When you were done with your machine though, you were really excited to try it out. You had built it around the idea that it was something for Caitlyn, so you were a bit nervous but excited if you could pull it off.

You unveiled it to her the evening that it was done, and that you could get her to your lab. She wasn't sure what it was but once you were done explaining she wanted to test it out as well.

To your own relief, it worked, both big and small bubbles were now floating around the room. You had made it so that they could, depending on size, comfortably seat two or three grown adults.

You explained to Caitlyn that you wanted to take it out "for a test run" assuring her that it would be safe as you had made sure that the only way for the bubbles to pop was if they were to touch the ground, and after a bit of time, they naturally gravitated downwards. She, of course, agreed to it.

Soon you and Cait were seated on one of the bigger bubbles and you were able to, almost magically, get it through one of the larger windows in your lab, and there you two went.

It was quite the time, both of you crossed legs and leaned into each other, quiet as you admired the view. Sure you had been in the air before, in blimps and air ballo0ns [thanks to Caitlyn] but it was never like this.

The lights of Piltover gleamed beneath you two, and you almost fell off a couple of times but thankfully Caitlyn kept a sturdy arm around you.

You two rambled to each other, pointing out places that were familiar, and the time you two spent in the air was amazing, free of hassles or worries, just each other, and the open sky.

Once the bubble had started to lower, and you knew that you had only a little bit of time left in the air, you thanked her, telling her how much it meant to you for trusting you and always being there for you. She in turn told you that she was proud of you, and the things you've done.

Both of you were a couple of shades redder at the end of the night than when the evening started.

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[hotxcheeto]

hello! I saw an earlier post which said you needed Caitlyn requests so I have one :D

So the reader (gn or fem i don’t mind) is a thief from Zaun and they‘re stealing things from Caitlyn’s home. One night Caitlyn catches them stealing something and Caitlyn is like “shit they’re pretty” and offers them a place to stay?

Sorry if this isn’t a good request or if you don’t want to write it that’s okay :) have a good day <3

━ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Caitlyn Kiramman x Fem!Reader 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙? - Yeah (kinda)/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - Holy mackerel I've got a lot of requests, for now they're closed until I can complete them! Also I freaking love this request! It's adorable.

It was nearly winter. It was freezing. The Underground was always cold, but when it froze and when it snowed. That was when it was the worst. You had nearly no winter clothes, having sold them all or they were worn in, holes in the sleeves. Not that you had much to work with in the beginning anyway.

You hated having to do what you're about to do. Sitting on the roof of some rich looking home. Right above an open window, it was evening time. The time where most rich families are having extravagant dinners, meaning bedrooms were empty.

You just needed a few sweaters. Just enough to keep you from dying from hypothermia over the winter months. Just a few, you continued reminding yourself.

You stepped down onto the window seal, crouching down in order to see inside of the large bedroom. It was gorgeous, the bed especially. You wondered how you got the short end of the stick, your tiny little room was not even a quarter of this one.

You walked around for a moment, admiring the many trophies and other expensive looking things. You then reminded yourself of why you were here, walking over to one of the many dressers in the place. You opened a few drawers, moving downward until you found a few sweaters.

You grabbed three, and only three. You weren't sure why, this person obviously had many clothes. But you only took three, standing back up.

"What are you doing?" You reacted before you thought, whipping out a knife that you held at your side. You turned around holding it at her throat. "Just let me go. All I need is these." "You're stealing from me."

The girl stared at you with a look of almost... disgust. Her eyes landed on what you were holding. No dresses, or some of her extravagant jewelry. No, only a few garments, a few thick coats. Of the many clothes she had in the drawer. And yours, the ones you were wearing, seemed old and were beginning to fall apart at the seams.

Her eyes then ran over your arms, it was obvious you were cold. Shivering just the slightest, holding the knife as you shook just a bit.

"Just let me go. All I need are these. I promise, I won't come back." "Is that all you're taking? That can't be enough." You stepped back in surprise, loosely holding the few clothing items in your arm. "What?" "I don't mean to be rude, but..." She gestured to what you were already wearing. "That cannot be enough for the winter."

"It can be." "There were more in there, why didn't you take them?" "I only need three." You stated, walking back towards the way you came in, keeping your knife pointed at her. "Let me help you." She whispered. "Why? You don't know me. You're a topsider. An enforcer, judging by that uniform over there."

She glanced over to where her uniform laid. Suddenly frustrated with herself despite it being her own room.

"Just let me go." "You're free to leave. I just... you can take more. I don't mind." You stared at her, almost in shock before shaking your head. "I'm fine." You shivered as a breeze came through, the girl unmoving, the warm jacket she was wearing leaving her unbothered by the cold.

"You don't seem okay." "I'm fine. I'm going." You turned around and shoved the knife back in your holster. You shivered again, the sun falling blew the horizon now as dark set in among Piltover. "Then stay until morning, it's not safe there, in the dark. Especially carrying those." You whipped around, glaring at her.

"Why are you being so nice? Because you pity me?" "Because I care. You need help, so take it." "What if I killed you while you were sleeping?" You glanced at her, her eyes going slightly wide at your words. "For someone who takes only three jackets out of the many I have, you don't seem like the type to stab a sleeping girl."

You nodded, sticking out your bottom lip. "Good point, enforcer." "My name is Caitlyn." She sounded a bit annoyed by the name. "Alright, Caitlyn. Fine. I'll stay, but only because you don't look like you'd stab me in my sleep." She scoffed and crossed her arms.

"Why do you think that?" "A girl walks in and steals some of your stuff and you invite her to stay?" She looked away, a light coat of blush on her cheeks, a tiny little smile appearing on her face. "You've got a point, thief." "Thank you, but my name is Y/n." She smiled.

"Fine, y/n. Make yourself at home." "Just for the night." "Just for the night. Try not to stab me in my sleep, okay?" You laughed slightly, and shrugged. "No promises."

A/n: Digity Darn

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[windyblight]

bells & sore ankles | caitlyn x southeast asian!gn!reader

pairing: caitlyn x southeast asian!gn!reader

summary: As Caitlyn faces pressure from her family, you're there to remind her that she doesn't have to face it all alone.

word count: 1k

tags: southeast asian & gender neutral reader (i visualize them as indonesian), modern & uni au, traditional dancing, gentle touches, fluff, established relationship

author's note: caitlyn & traditional dancer!reader has been haunting my mind lately so here! enjoy yet another addition to my southeast asian!reader insert collection. the dance itself often performed by afab people, but it's not entirely uncommon to see amab folks among the dancers!

additional notes: the dance that they're doing is tari remo, which is a traditional Javanese dance that i used to do as a kid. the dance tells the story of a prince who struggles during a battle, so it incorporates a lot of powerful movements and sharp facial movements.

gamelan is a traditional music ensemble. the kind of music you'd often hear in most traditional dances in indonesia! at least from my experience, it's the kind of music we used for remo.

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“Then, tap, tap, tap and turn!” You shift your body to the side.

With your thighs bent, you maintain poise as your feet stomp the ground with confidence. Bells around your ankle ring adding a flair to your dynamic movement. And all Caitlyn could do is… stumble. A lot.

Her mind’s taking in the erratic melody of quick-paced Gamelan that echoes through the room. All while her eyes try to follow your movement step by step.

“No slouching, your thighs aren’t bent.” You give her a side glance, observing her posture.

Caitlyn bends further. Grunting a little at the sudden stinging pain. She could feel her calves wobbling.

"That's it! That's it!"

And, and-

She falters. "I can't."

Caitlyn slams herself to the ground. A loud groan escapes her as she begins to let out heavy pants. God, her legs just could not take it.

You rush to your phone, tapping it to stop the music.

"You’ve got your steps right this time! That’s a major improvement." You look down at her with a smile.

"Are dancers usually this optimistic?" Caitlyn grins.

You shrug, "If I wasn't, I'd be a terrible teacher." She'd say it was smug, but your cheery smile speaks otherwise. A tease.

But at that point she can't argue. It dawned on Caitlyn that the room's lit in a deep, shadowy orange. Quite the time has passed and a glimpse of the evening sky solidifies it. She picks herself up in an abrupt standing and posture, despite the biting pain on her thighs and calves.

"I have to finish up soon. There's," She sighs, reluctant to even acknowledge the words she's about to say. "A matchmaking party."

Her fingers instinctively go to pinch the bridge of her nose. The idea itself wasn't hers, nor even her mother's. Cassandra Kiramman may be the epitome of a strict, overbearing parent, but to choose as lovers is a decision that only Caitlyn herself makes. That's what her mother did when she married Caitlyn's father, Tobias.

It wasn't her. No, the idea came from someone a little higher up on the ladder.

"Matchmaking parties? They still do that?" You're a little shock to hear it, but you know some families maintain some old traditions to a tee but didn't expect the Kiramman would be so. "That's taking Tinder a little bit too old school, no?"

"Yeah, well, I'd like to see you try introducing the concept of Tinder to my grandmother. She'd be horrified."

You laugh. "Seriously though, I thought she gave up on that."

"Nope," Caitlyn shakes her head. "If anything, she's more persistent than ever now that I'm halfway into my final year."

"And your mom? Wouldn't she have something to say about it?"

She would. Her mother wouldn't really force her into making decisions. She'd persuade, and possibly everything in her power to try and change her mind. But her mother knew best where Caitlyn's stubbornness came from.

Her grandmother is different.

"Just entertain the idea for a night. It'd be rude to refuse your grandmother since she's already sending out invites." Her mother tried to console her the other day. To save face, is basically what was left unspoken. Caitlyn felt bitter about the whole ordeal, but it's not worth losing her mind over. So, she will entertain it for a night. But only for a night.

"She said it'd be rude to not go. My grandmother already had it all planned out before it got to me. Classic." Caitlyn tugs a little too hard on her tied ponytail while adjusting it.

The bubbling anger clenches her chest tightly. Courtesy is an absolute bitch, and the thing is: Caitlyn understood why it was necessary. It doesn't mean she wants it, but has that ever stopped anyone to meddle with her life?

Your hand touches her shoulders. Warm, gentle. She turns swiftly towards you, realizing the closing gap between the two of you. Your brows furrowed. A look on your face pulls her in. Comfort. So, she rests her hand on top of yours. To reassure your worries, easing the tight knot between your brows.

No words exchanged between the two of you in that moment, but there was no need to.

Caitlyn’s hand traces to your face. Your breath hitch at the sudden gesture. She hums a smile. Lately, it’s been difficult to keep these feelings from blooming. Too often she wants to touch you, feel you, embrace every bit of moment the two of you can have together just to savor this.

“Y’know, I could always put on a disguise as one of your suitors and have you marry me. Then bamboozle the fuck out of your grandma. Sounds like a plan, no?”

To that, Caitlyn laughs heartily. “You’re a riot.” She pauses. “...Actually…”

“Oh my god, you’re considering it!”

“What?! It’d be hilarious! Just how often do I get a chance like this, to really cement my identity as the disappointing Kiramman. Just imagine,” Caitlyn tugs you to the floor. The two of you sit facing each other with your legs crossed. “Imagine you sashay your way in there, dressed in your fanciest fit, unbothered by those around you. And then I’d dramatically gasp at your appearance, running to your embrace and absolutely shattering my grandmother’s party.”

“Have you always had this planned out? Sounds a little too detailed to be a plan you came up with out of thin air.” You raise your brows at her playfully.

“Always wanted to cause that kind of trouble.” Caitlyn beams. She bends forward, resting her head on your lap. “Just think of all their faces.”

“Just think of your grandmother’s face.”

She laughs. “It’s not possible, though. I couldn’t do that to my parents.”

You don’t reply to that. Your fingers trace over her face, fondly looking down at her. The two of you relish yourselves in each other’s company. It’s rare. Having grown your relationship to this level of intimacy has been a trial of its own, mostly on Caitlyn’s end. But you’ve reassured her there’s nothing to worry.

“I’ll always be here.” You tell her and you’ve told her before thousands of times. And you’d do it a thousand more.

Her eyes widen slightly, but quickly a smile etches on her face. Eyes that once were hesitant, now glimmer with promise. Her palm reached up to your face. You lean down, pressing your lips on her forehead, tugging out a giggle from Caitlyn’s lips.

“Fuck them. Let's do another set.”

Caitlyn groans. “No.”

“Yes!”

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[freementallyillkid]

Sorry I stopped posting for so long I’ll try and start updating more regularly but I can’t promise anything

Cw:brief angst

Word count,2,255

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So you compromised and walked her home instead saying, “A princess should never have to make such a dangerous trip alone.” She giggled and a faint blush covered her cheeks. Both of you had talked and laughed the rest of the way to her house. You stopped at the beginning of the street not wanting to risk her parents seeing you with her. She grabbed both your hands and made you come back and visit her, you promised and watched her walk up to her house to make sure she got there safely. You went home that night smiling and blushing at the feeling of her holding your hands.

And you kept your promise, at least once a week you appeared at her window for her to drag you into her room to chat and occasionally sneak in food for the both of you and on the very rare occasion she would play with your hair doing it up in braids or fancy buns and when she couldn’t do that she would just run her fingers through it no matter how short.

Now both of you are 16. You smiled at the fond memories as you walked to her house. It was night which was the normal time that you met up with her, but tight was one of the rare ones where she agrees to sneak out of her house and walk the practically deserted, aside from a few random people and enforcers, streets of Piltover.

Your smile widened when you got up to her house from where you were standing you could see a lamp still on in her room. Sneaking over the fence and around the corner you carefully scaled the wall thankfully brick made it much easier to climb. Pulling yourself up onto the window ledge the window almost immediately flew open and you were dragged in.

Even after all these years you still weren’t used to Caitlyn manhandling you. From your place on the floor you glared up at her as she stood over you, smiling as she whispered an apologetic, “sorry.”

You continued to glare at her as she helped you up though there was no true malice behind it. “You know one of these days your parents are gonna hear you throwing me to the ground and come in here.” You teased.

She pressed her lips together trying to suppress a smile, “I didn’t throw you, I was helping you.” she insisted as she shoved on her shoes, grabbed her bag and walked towards her ridiculously large doors. It had been decided after Caitlyn took a particularly bad fall trying to climb down her brick wall like you did and ended up with a fractured ankle that you would take the risk of getting caught if it meant Caitln didn’t get hurt.

As you crept through the halls you couldn’t help, but marvel at the intricate marble design chiseled into it with the delicate metal detailing. You nearly bumped into Caitlyn when she paused to open the door. Once she did you took the lead, grabbing her hand and dragging her down the street.

You stopped at the center of the city, despite the warming temperatures they still hadn’t taken down the lights they put up for christmas. You couldn’t complain though they were very pretty. Both of you sat down, and started talking about a shop you planned to steal from which she wasn’t an idea she was fond of but she understood you needed to, as Caitlyn pulled out the sandwiches she packed.

She was talking about how she was improving massively with her gun, which was good because almost half the time you hung out was spent racing through the woods while she shot at little targets, and Sheriff Grayson said she may let her shadow one of her officers. You were about to tease her about it when you heard footsteps to you left from where you and Cait had come from.

You quickly hushed Caitlyn as you tried to listen to see if you could tell who it was. “I know I saw them come this way.” An older woman said, hearing the voice Caitlyn stiffened too. You raised an eyebrow at her, giving her a ‘why are you panicking?’

She leaned in and whispered, “I think it’s my mother.” Your eyes widened, you were well aware that the council women did not have good opinions of people form the Lanes, god only knew what she would do if she found out her daughter was hanging out with one.

They must have been closer than you thought because the next second Caitlyn’s mom and four enforcers were rounding the corner. You both stared at them like deer caught in the headlights. Once they caught sight of you the enforcers surged forward. Quickly standing up you backed away from them Caitlyn doing the same, but standing in front of you.

“Caitlyn come here right now young lady.” Cassandra demanded pointing to the space next to her.

“No mother you don’t understand, they're my friend.” Caitlyn insisted as she pushed you back. This only seemed to make the older women more angry nodding to the enforcers, one of which grabbed Caitlyn by the arm and dragged her towards her mother. “No mother please, you don’t understand!” SHe shouted again, digging her heels into the concrete path.

As the remaining three started approaching you. Turing to run you only got maybe thirty feet before they caught up to you and slapped a pair of cuffs on you. Distantly you could hear Caitlyn yelling at her mother begging her not to, but all you could really focus on was the cold bite of the cuffs around your wrist as they dragged you away.

The rest of it felt like it happened so fast though you know it had to be over the course of a week. They put you in a cell then had a ‘trail’ one that you didn’t even attend then they threw you on a boat and you took a short, but dreadful trip to another prison, you had heard the other people in the Lanes talk about it terrible place for the worst of the worst, Stillwater. Despite where you were headed all you could think about was Caitlyn. Caitlyn as they shoved a prison uniform, Caitlyn as they threw you in a cell and Caitlyn as they locked the door.

You spent your first day sitting in the corner thinking about her and how you’d never see her again as trails of tears made their way down your face.

Time skip 6 years (you both are around 22)

You were sitting in your shitty cell bored out of your mind staring up at the gray concrete ceiling while you laid on your uncomfortable bed. Normally around this time you would be playing cards or trying to find a good book in the prison’s small ass that you hadn’t already read a million times, but you were in trouble for ‘violent behavior’ (caving in the face of a guard that had been terrorizing you sense you got here who had ripped out you last straw of restraint) so now you were stuck in solitary for like month and nearly daily beatings.

So naturally you tensed when you heard the sound of footsteps making their way down the hall. Too tired to get up, you stayed where you were. To your surprise when they stopped in front of your cell they didn;t open the door, but started talking, “Inmate 237?” Your lips twitched down not just because of only being referred to by a number, but the woman's posh accent made her sound too much like an old friend.

She took a deep breath, “I need help with a case and the guards told me you could assist me. Would you be willing to answer some questions?”

“No.” You answer simply, turning over so your back was facing her.

“Please, I looked into your file, you've committed no crime at least on file they don’t have any kind of information on you they don’t even have your name.” The women said practically begging at this point.

“I said not.” You told her this time harsher.

She sighed heavily through her nose, “Why not?”

“Because,” You shot up, pivoting to face her, “I don't care about your stupid-” You froze when you turned to her fully. Both of you were staring at each other as you analyzed her features as she no doubt did the same.

Blue tinted hair with crystal blue eyes to match her face didn’t have the same roundness to it, but you could still tell. “Cait?” Your voice breaking as you whispered her name.

She nodded her lower lip trembling, “Y/n?” She asked back her voice wobbling, you nodded back. She began looking through a set of keys one of the guards must have given her quickly opening your cell.

As soon as the door was open you ran to each other. If one of you had been standing you definitely would have fallen over when you collided. You wrapped your arms around her waist holding her so tight she was probably struggling to breathe a little, with one hand she gripped you back with the other she had it on the back of your head keeping you where your face was buried in her shoulder like you would ever want to leave it.

You stayed like that for a long time holding each other scared if you let go the other would disintegrate in front of their eyes. When we pull apart (still holding each other) our faces are maybe six inches apart. You try to say something, but the word gets caught in your throat.

Caitlyn speaks up, “I’m so sorry.” she whispers touching your foreheads together so you can see the tears forming in her eyes. The confusion must have been clear on your face because she says something else, “I should have fought harder, talked to Jayce so he could talk to Mel and get you out or something.” She's chewing her lip, a nervous habit you remember her doing it the night you met.

You barely remember Jayce, some kind of inventor guy. You have no idea who Mel is, but You just assume she's some rich lady. But Cait’s words make your face harden. You move your hands up to hold both sides of her face, “what happened isn't your fault you did all you could. Besides I’m still here, so don’t blame yourself,” you pause examining her face to make sure she’s listening, “understand?”

She nods and lets out a small, “Yes.” You nod and smile, you can’t remember the last time you did that. Looking down at her and scoffing a little, finally noticing her outfit, an enforcer’s uniform. Despite your hate for them it does look good on her and you take a moment to reminisce about how she always talked about being the sheriff and making real change, for Piltover and the Lanes.

Taking a deep breath to compose yourself you ask, “so what are you doing here, you said something about a case.”

“Oh yes!” She launches into a long story about some big crime explosion etcetera you're barely listening to just her voice and how nice it is to hear her voice again. “Do you think you’ll be able to help?”

You think about it for a movement you know a few people who could help and the description of the criminals sound vaguely familiar, so you nod. She’s borderline ecstatic smiling so wide you’re afraid her face might split. She grabs your hand and pulls you out of the old cell, “well come on then let's get you out of here.”

You pause for a moment making her stop, “Wait how are you gonna get me out?”

Her lips twitch up again, “well Jayce is a counselor now and I’ve signed a lot of papers for him in my life so I was just gonna… you know.” She doesn’t finish her sentence, but you get what she's saying and it makes you burst into laughter. You knew how much she hated it when you broke the law so when she insinuated that she was going to forge a document for a counselor was not only endearing, but absolutely hilarious.

She flushed and smacked your arm lightly and pulled you along as you giggled and she unsuccessfully tried to hide her smile.

Her plan to get you out worked and later you were stepping off a boat and onto a dock in Piltover with no real idea where you were going, but it was okay because Caitlyn was holding your hand and promised that you would never be separated again.

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[freementallyillkid]

Part 4 of Mom Caitlyn (Aunt/Mom Figure Jinx)

You skip down the stairs vibrating with excitement. Today was special. You were going to get to see where Mama and Aunt Jinx grew up. Mom was a bit nervous about it cause she said it could be dangerous especially for little kids who didn’t know their way around, but Mama was adamant that I would be fine cause she would protect us plus Aunt Jinx is supposed to be really important.

Both your moms walked into the foyer Vi walking towards you scooping you up in her arms with a bright smile, “You ready kiddo?” she asked.

“Yeah!” You said, nodding vigorously, “Aunt Jinx said we could launch one of her rockets.”

Behind Vi Caitlyn frowned, “We might have to save that for another time sweet pea.” she said while patting your shoulder making you frown and looking at the floor. Though you didn’t see it, Caitlyn gave Vi a look as if to ask if you knew of this who shrugged her shoulders faking confusion.

“Well why don’t we get going. I for one am starving and Cupcake said we could go to Jericho’s cause it’s your first time in the Lanes.” She explained with a smile though your mom looked less than pleased.

Vi set you down and the three of you walked out the door and headed to the Lanes where you would meet Aunt Jinx. After a short walk and elevator ride you were there and you saw Aunt Jinx practically jumping off the elevator running up to her who greeted you with the same enthusiasm if not more.

“Auntie Jinx!” you yelled.

Her head whipped towards you, “Y/n!” She swept you up in her arms covering your face in kisses her black lipstick staining your face. You giggled at her actions. She set you down and Mom knelt down to get the lipstick off your face while Vi greeted Jinx with a soft, “Hey Pow.” And a hug, Mama gives the best hugs. Auntie Jinx and Mom simply nodded, they were trying to get better at being nice to each other ther for Mama and you.

Jinx looked down at you and took your hand, “Come on kid we’re going to go get some food.” You smiled as you all started walking down the dirty road, your eyes darting all over the place trying to see everything. When the streets got more crowded and your mom realized you were struggling to see over the people she picked you up and set you on top her shoulders.

After about fifteen minutes of walking the four of you stopped in front of a large open food stall with an extremely tall fish like man with razor sharp teeth, an eye patch and a wooden slate strapped to his arm with several large knives chopped into it.

Slipping behind Jinx to block his view of you before she dashed up and hopped onto one of the bar stools followed closely behind by Vi who sat next to her sister. The large fish-man greeted them both with a smile and hearty chuckle. Your mama said something to him and pointed at you from where you were now clutching Caitlyn’s leg. She looked down at you and smiled, taking your hand walking you over to the counter and helping you up onto the stool. Shyly looking down at the counter when Vi gently shook your shoulder and pointed for you to look at him.

When you made eye contact with him he pointed at himself and said, “I’m Jericho, nice to meet you.”

You give him a meek, “Nice to meet you too, I’m Y/n.” He nodded happily and turned back to Vi and Jinx who ordered Vi order for you then Caitlyn. As you waited you switched seats with Vi so your moms could talk and Jericho gave Jinx and you some paper and crowns to scribble with. Another fifteen minutes later he set the food out for you all. Vi, and you got a bowl of blue-ish grub looking things with an orange sauce. Jinx got a bowl of purple-pink looking fish creatures and Caitlyn got a bowl of noodles with some kind of cut up pink fish and the same sauce as Vi and your’s.

Aunt Jinx raised them above her head and dropped them in her mouth wiggling in her seat happily. Your mom twirled the noodles on a fork and placed them in her mouth with a slight smile. “Alright kid, “ your mama says, turning to you, “ready to eat the best thing you’ll ever have?”

Nodding you follow her example on how to eat it, grabbing one of the grubs that is covered in sauce and shoving it into her mouth leaning back and letting out a pleased noise before eating three more. When you drop the first one in your mouth you feel the odd texture of the grub that tastsed similar to chicken and the spice of the sauce that had a tinge of citrus.

You smile and nod, sticking another in your mouth, Vi seems happy patting your head with her non-dirty hand and whipped away some food that got on your face with her thumb. Turning to Mom with a smirk, “See Cupcake they like it.” She just rolls her eyes and turns away with a hidden smile.

“Yeah!” Your aunt Jinx pipes up from your other side, “Best food in the whole Undercity probably country.” Finger gunning Jericho before dropping another fish in her mouth already half way through her bowl. You continue with idle conversation and eat your food. You kick your feet watching your new family talk and smile at one and other, having finished eating you continue drawing. When you feel someone place a gentle hand on your shoulder you look up to see your mom.

“Are you ready to go sweaty?” She asks

“Yep.” You say your eyes nervously darting from Jericho to your drawing before handing it to him with shaky hands. He takes it, examining it for a moment, Caitlyn, Vi, Jinx and you sitting at the food stall with a smiling Jericho behind you holding one of his oversized knives. He smiled and reached forward to pat you on the head making it bob a little and grabbed a smaller knife and stabbed the paper pinning it to the wall next to the shelf of bottles.

The three adults behind you smile and nod to Jericho as you jump down from the evivated chair, “Thanks Jericho we’ll come again soon!” Jinx yells as she skips off the rest of you in tow. You wave bye to Jericho before turning around to walk away.

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Next part should be out Friday

Word count 1,143

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