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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 2 years

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Number 16 with the arcane characters, please. I apologize for sending that last one that had all of those in it, when I should have only sent one at a time. Again, my apologies.

Hello Anon! I have just finished it and here ya go! Hope you enjoy it!

LOVINGLY THROWING YOUR ARCANE S/O OVER YOUR SHOULDER

You both were arguing about how much she comes back home scruffed up

It always was yelling matches, she got loud very quickly as you just tried to get your point across

She was adamant she won and always said 'you should see the other guy'

Quite annoying

And then the next part was she would storm out

Going to go get air as you waited for her to come back or go to sleep to talk about it in the morning

But that wasn't the case this time

"Oh my god," Vi groaned, running her hand down her face as you sighed. You then saw her begin to walk towards the door, you assumed to grab her jacket. "What the hell now?" You asked, tired of it all and quite frankly annoyed.

"Leaving. I'll be back." She stated, brushing past you. She would always say she would be back, just for you and herself to know she wasn't gonna stay gone.

"You can't run away." You scoffed, the woman staying silent as she grabbed her jacket and put it on. That's when you walked towards her.

Once she set her hand on the door handle she felt you grab her arm and turn her towards you. "What-" she was cut off by you throwing her over your shoulder.

"W-what the?! Oh." She said, falling silent as you tossed her on the couch. "No, enough with the fucking leaving."

She stared at you, her eyes wide with an unfamiliar facial expression. "Why are you looking at me like that?" You asked, your anger slowly leaving as you looked back at her confused.

"I didn't know you were that strong…" she trailed off quietly, this whole time was a lie?! You're strong as hell but you let her carry your stuff when merely walking around?!

She then started laughing. "Damn babe!" She smiled, you began to laugh along with her.

"Why didn't you tell me?! Last week you made me carry Jericho's takeout!"

"That's because I didn't want to."

"I love you so goddamn much."

CAITLYN

You were arguing about how she wanted to prove herself so much and with the case she was investigating

You thought it was dangerous as she merely brushed it off

She was so sure she just needed to crack the case and she would be respected amongst her coworkers

Or how you put it "The asshole squad"

You didn't get how she wanted to be respected amongst those group of assholes

Who barely even held their jobs

And with the case she got so deep into it

Losing sleep and not wanting much to do with anything else

And you were so tired

"Seriously Cait, why?" You asked, sitting up from the bed and looking at her as she connected a red string across the pictures on the ground.

"I just need a few more minutes, love." She didn't look up at you, standing up as she looked over the whole map again for what seemed like the millionth time.

"We have stuff to do tomorrow, you're gonna be tired." You state as she didn't answer, you snuck a glance at the digital clock on the bedside table.

2:13 AM, it read. You groaned before standing out of the bed, walking over to her and standing beside her. That was when she finally looked at you, only for a moment though before you threw her over your shoulder.

She yelped, startled and slightly scared you would drop you. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Going to sleep." You answered, with your back to the bed as you dropped her off your shoulders.

You turned around. "I didn't know you were strong enough to hold me. Much less on your shoulders." She said, utterly confused as you yawned.

"Pay attention next time. Sleepy time." You waved her off, climbing under the blanket and pulling her down with you. She laughed, shaking her head at you before settling into the bed.

She was for sure going to know have to find a way to stop you from picking her up now…probably gonna use it against her if she doesn't.

JINX

She wanted to use her bombs and blow up a girl who flirted with you at the last drop

She had left for a few minutes and when she came back and saw the girl who would not take a hint

She said blowing her up was the only way

But you didn't want that, you were sorta against her blowing up people

Y'know she wouldn't hurt you, but you were against her hurting others for small inconvenience

You dealt with it, got the girl to go away as Jinx glared at her over your shoulder

But she said it wasn't enough

That she would "Come back"

You knew why she didn't want to worry about her, you got it but you wouldnt let it happen

But she was so adamant on it

You had no choice

But could you blame yourself?!

The girl has a very…short fuse and she simply had a new bomb to test out

"I'm gonna go! You can't stop me!" She yelled, getting her bombs as you sighed.

"You can't use bombs as an answer all the time." You reminded, the girl waving you off over her shoulder as she smiled when she pulled out a new bomb she had been working on.

"Liar! And this is a perfect opportunity to test out John-John!" She laughed, her bag with her bombs thrown over her shoulder as she went to skip past you.

You had to think quickly, so you grabbed the bag over her shoulder. "Hey!" She said, looking at you before you threw her over your shoulder.

"Nope. Not today, not ever." You said, bag in your hand as you supported her with your other and walked back to her desk. "Ooh! I didn't know you were strong!" She giggled, poking your arm as she kicked her feet.

"You're light anyways," you shrugged, dropping the bag and taking her off your shoulders. You held her in your arms as she acted as if this was a sort of carnival game and kept laughing.

You then put her on her small work chair. "Enough with the bombs. You're gonna need to find a new solution one day." You looked down at her, the girl tilting her head back as she groaned.

"But the other options are so boring!"

"Fine, then at least not for the girl at the bar." She thought about it for a moment, humming as she slumped over her desk. She then smirked, looking up at you.

"Fineee," she dragged out the word, you sighing before looking down at her as she held her arm up. "Only if you carry me!"

You laughed, shaking your head before tossing her back over your shoulder as she squealed with delightment.

From that day on she always made you carry her, she didn't care how as long as her feet were off the ground.

EKKO

You had a small disagreement about you going on a firelight mission

The last one went south and as you had to help another firelight a beam from above you

You were fine, except for small cuts and narrowly avoiding the beam

But Ekko was terrified

He realized in that moment that if the beam had fallen on you, he would've lost you

So he said you should sit this one out

But you didn't want to

You were tired of sitting around and wanted to help

But he couldn't bring himself to put you in danger after the beam

"I'll be fine, Ekko." You state, the boy shaking his head as you collected your mask. "You have to sit this one out. At Least just for a little while." He argued, turning back to him.

"Your idea of sitting out is atleast a couple weeks. I'm not doing that." You shook your head, the boy sighing.

"You can't go, Y/n. That's final." He stated, standing in front of the door as you slowly turned to him.

"That's final? That's funny." You laughed, Ekko deflating. He never did win arguments with you. "Okay, move. We gotta head out soon." You said, walking to the door but stopping as he didn't move.

"Come on, Ekko." You groaned. "No, you have to stay, Y/n." You looked at him with a raised eye brow before sighing. You didn't want it to come to this. Ekko looked at you confused before you swiftly tossed him over your shoulder and began walking to the bed.

"Hey! Put me down!" He said, you granting his wish as you dropped him on the bed and quickly headed towards the door. As you walked out he sat on the bed for a minute, thinking about what just happened.

Have you been that strong this whole time? Without him knowing? Uh…what?!

He quickly stood off the bed, grabbing his mask on the way out as he ran after you.

"Hey?! What the hell was that?" He asked, catching up to you as you looked up at him confused. "What was what?" You asked, stopping your walk as he looked between you and the room you both just came out of.

When you put it together you laughed, patting his cheek before throwing down your hoverboard and stepping on it, guiding it to take you down the tree.

He stood there frozen for a moment, thinking if he liked it or not. Because in a way he did, but how the hell did he not how about how strong you were?! You certainly didn't look strong like that!

He stood there like a statue for a good few minutes before snapping out of it as you yelled at him from the bottom of the tree to hurry up.

#arcane x reader #ekko x reader #jinx x reader #vi arcane #vi x reader #caitlyn x reader #arcane #arcane headcanon #vi x y/n #jinx x y/n #ekko x y/n #caitlyn x y/n

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fanandfiction · 2 years

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𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵

How Arcane Characters Would Eat You Out...

Summary: A balanced diet usually consists of three meals a day. Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner. Which will you be joining us for today?

AN: The premise of these headcanons is that the standard three meals a day are synonymous with a corresponding intensity of sex. That intensity goes up as the day goes on. Breakfast is on the vanilla end of the scale, whereas Dinner is on the kinkier side.

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, cunnilingus, oral (f receiving), mild praise kink, pet names, fingering, reader is def a pillow princess :), somnophilia, shower sex (is lowkey dangerous/do not try this attempt at home)

Characters: Fem!Reader, Caitlyn, Viktor, Vander, Marcus

THERE IS NFSW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

In the early morning, when the sun has just barely peeked from behind the horizon, Caitlyn would have you upon a mountain of Piltover's fluffiest feather-stuffed pillows. She’d carefully lay you back, and you would sink right into them, enough so you couldn’t quickly get up without her help but not so you wouldn’t have a view of the show. Caitlyn would maintain eye contact, delicately pressing kisses down your sternum, abdomen, and pelvis before finally making contact with your velvety lower lips. Both of you moan loudly and let your eyes slip closed as she buries her tongue in your folds. Caitlyn begins to nibble and suck at your clit. It feels like a delightful ascension to heaven every time she buries her face between your thighs. As she makes a meal of you, she also has a habit of wrapping her hands over your inner thighs, kneading and massaging the sensitive flesh. It also served the purpose of holding you steady as you become more riled up and sensitive. When she knows you're close, she’ll take two fingers and thrust into you roughly as she sucks on your clit. She’d goad you on, using her smooth voice to tip you over the edge.

“How beautiful! Piltover's finest pillow princess~” She’d say, the vibration of her words only adding to the weight of her ministrations. You’re already tipping over the edge when she pulls away to give you the command to come undone. Your walls squeeze tightly against her fingers, you can’t keep from grinding your sensitive clit against the palm of her hand, and you release the most ear-shrilling moan of pleasure as she encourages you on, “There, there. Cum for me, Darling.”

Most days, Viktor woke well before the city. He would carefully kiss your forehead and quietly leave for the lab without disrupting your sleep. On the rare occasion he’s unmotivated to leave bed before you wake, he will 100% use the opportunity to wake you with his mouth. He’ll assure you’re sound asleep on your back, gently moving you if he has to. Once all is right, he simply goes ahead with spreading your legs and gently removing your undergarments. The chill of the early morning air against your warm cunt causes you to stir, but not enough to completely wake you. With a clear path, Viktor wastes no time burying his face between your legs. He moans in delight, savoring your taste. His large hands hold your lower belly flat and still as your body starts to jerk with pleasure. A knot in your core tightens as sweet consciousness begins to consume you, and you burst awake as Viktor begins trusting his long fingers into you. Your skin is on fire, and by the way your toes curl, he can tell you’re close.

“Cum for me, my sweet.” He’ll hum into you. The sweet reverberations send waves of pleasure coursing through you. You’re moaning loudly at this point, trying everything you can to gain your sweet release. You grind hard on his face; feeling the tip of his nose brush against your clit is everything you need. You cum hard and fast. Your mind blanks, and you see white as you come down. “Good morning, love.”

Vander, most mornings, can be found polishing glasses before the Last Drop opens in the late afternoon. Usually, this is also when he restocks the tap and cleans up any mess from the previous night. Most mornings, Vander has no trouble finding work for himself. But, when he’s not too busy, and you’re accompanying him, there’s a good chance you’ll found bent over the bar counter. Your fists tightly grasp the countertop, grounding you as Vander makes himself useful, licking your wet cunt clean. His thick tongue fucks in and out of your lower cavern, devouring every drop of pleasure you have to offer. Vander is more intoxicating than anything you could serve at the bar, your head spins, and your walls clench tightly around him. Just when you think it can't get any better, he’ll remove himself from you momentarily, leaving you cold and empty. You whine at the loss of his warm mouth, but you aren’t barren for too long. He experiments by thrusting his thick index finger into your entrance, and you tightly pulse around him. Once he deems you ready, he replaces it with another finger, stretching you delightfully.

He fucks you hard with his fingers, and it’s not long before you feel ready to cum. Vander can feel it too. He leans down and continues to suckle and lick your clit until you topple over the edge. The simultaneous stimulation is too much for you to bear, and you arch off the counter as something in you snaps.

“I’ve got you, hun,” Vander sweetly comforts you through your blissful orgasm. His free hand comes and massages your ass as you come down.

Marcus was never one to skip a shower, especially since his job often found him in the filthy trenches of the undercity. As sheriff, he had to be up early, so you rarely joined him in the mornings. When you do, it’s usually for a morning shower. Groggy and heavily afflicted by morning wood, it wouldn't take long for one thing to lead to another. With his back facing the shower head, Marcus would hold you up so your sopping cunt was level with his mouth and your thighs rested on his shoulders. Beads of hot water splashed down on him, but that did little to deter him from savoring his morning coffee. His large hands drape over your thighs. One of them finds itself massaging a handful of the delicate meat of your thigh, and the other’s thumb circles your clit as he fucks you with his tongue. He moans deeply into you, savoring you. Your own hands find themselves tied up in his dripping hair, trying desperately to pull him closer as you find yourself climbing that familiar peak.

“Come on. Cum for me, baby,” He mutters into your cunt. The hand massaging your thigh drops suddenly. You immediately miss the warmth, but the disappointment leaves you when you feel his fingers come to circle your entrance. Two beautifully thick fingers push into you, massaging your gummy inner walls. You squeeze tightly against them, only serving to encourage your partner. Marcus fingers you faster, and you can feel yourself falling over the edge. You let out a blissful scream as your orgasm comes washing over you, Marcus only slowing his pace to help ease you down.

Next part: For Lunch - includes: Jayce, Silco, Cassandra, Vi

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sonderessence · 5 months

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#. 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄. vi, caitlyn, jinx, & ekko.

#VIOLET / VI — female reader.

blood stains.

see you again. ( coming soon! )

i could be a better boyfriend than him. ( coming soon! )

#CAITLYIN — female reader.

coming soon...!

#JINX — gender neutral.

coming soon...!

#EKKO — female reader, gender neutral.

coming soon...!

#TAGLIST —

©sonderessence, 2023 — do not steal or copy works, seriously.

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novacqnes · 1 year

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mrs officer // caitlyn kiramman

summary: over the course of a year caitlyn obsessively investigates one of piltover's most notorious criminals, and it culminates into a heated interrogation.

warning: mentions of violence and death, suggestive language

word count: 2.0k

pairing: caitlyn kiramman x fem reader

a/n: i took some inspo from the beloved killing eve when writing this

“she’s responsible for the deaths of over 50 enforcers and god knows who else—“

“are you even listening to me?” jayce asked.

“just let me think for a second.”

they stood on the opposite of a one way privacy film, glaring at the woman behind it. to their knowledge she’d committed numerous crimes against the city of piltover and despite being in police custody— she was far from done.

jayce paced back and forth, seething. he wanted to storm in and interrogate her, even bringing her to tears if necessary with the horrors of stillwater. yet one thing held him back, caitlyn.

she’d hardly said a word since jayce announced your arrest. she’d fantasized about this moment for ages, obsessively following every clue and miniscule piece of evidence leading up to meeting you.

the last few months you’d consumed every aspect of caitlyn’s being. she knew you better than she knew herself at that point. and one thing she was covinced of was that you’d purposely led them to you.

you were meticulous, each crime was done efficiently and in the beginning you made sure to leave absolutely nothing behind. with no trail it would be only a matter of time before you disappeared, sparking waves of panic throughout the city until you struck again.

however the moment caitlyn began following your case you grew sloppier and less calculated. complete derailing completely from your original methodology. initially she thought it was just pure luck but with each shred of evidence left behind there was a clear distinct message.

you wanted her to find it.

“i should talk to her first.”

“what?” he sputtered, his eyes narrowed into slits.

“i can get her to open up, just let me speak to her, please?”

begrudgingly jayce nodded, gesturing to the guard, “look, she’s handcuffed so she can’t hurt you—“

“that won’t matter.”

caitlyn stepped forward, a cold chill crawling up her spine as she walked into the gray room. despite the darkness, the blinding lights from the ceiling illuminating everything around her, including you.

she couldn’t explain it, and it wasn’t because of the handcuffs but she wasn’t fearful. you were heavily bound yet the guards and jayce flinched with your every movement, meanwhile she just watched.

a small gleeful grin spread across face as caitlyn sauntered towards you. a glimmer of excitement sparked in your eyes as she got closer, a brisk wave of her scent filling the room.

she was beautiful.

you’d only been able to admire her poise and elegance from afar but finally seeing her up close knocked all of the air from your lungs. a quick repeated thump came from your chest and your cheeks took on an extreme fervor. she sat across from you, on the opposite side of the table pulling out a thick file.

“hi.”

caitlyn couldn’t allow herself to be distracted by formalities. she furiously flipped through the pages within the folder to your latest attack, slamming in front of you.

she began, “you’re currently the most wanted person in all of piltover. you have threatened the safety and well being of all citizens, and they won’t stop until you’re brought to justice.”

you gazed at the blurry picture, in it was a building demolished to nothing but pieces of rubble.

“i don’t understand?”

she spat, “look closer.”

leaning in closer you inspected the mountain of destruction. bodies were scattered everywhere, blood spatter decorating the decrepit pieces of the building. however at the very top of the hill you noticed a small gold circle glimmering through. engraved in it was the kiramman family sigil.

“you left it for me. why?”

leaning back in your chair, you examined caitlyn even further. her crystal blue eyes held a look of determination and a tinge of light pink colored her cheeks.

and god was she cute too.

she wanted to seem more intimidating, scare you into whatever confession you were expected to give but she was failing— miserably. instead, you allowed your eyes to roam over her inspecting every inch of her sculpted frame.

“you have such pretty eyes,” you teased.

the splotches of pink deepened to a fiery red hue. caitlyn faltered for a moment, she felt like she was losing at this complex imaginary game the both of you were playing.

she should’ve expected this.

you’re a flirt, it was evident at every scene, you wanted to show off and even in custody it was no different. being stern wasn’t going to work.

“why the sigil, y/n?” she said, this time with a softer tone. she leaned forward allowing her hair to fall beautifully at her shoulders. she ran her fingertips across the white table, tapping her nails against the edges of your hand cuffs.

you sighed, “i was never going to hurt you— or your family, i just wanted you to know.”

“know what?”

“that i saw you, that night after the explosion. i came back and you were there alone in your uniform….”

those were her first fateful days on the job. and in a matter of minutes dozens of enforcers were wiped out with a single deadly bomb. vividly, she remembered the smoke that poisoned her lungs, leaving her gasping for just a sliver of fresh air.

the bodies— there were so many and they were all dead, just scattered about like ants in the ruins. she must’ve stayed there for hours, caitlyn couldn’t fathom how anybody could do such a thing.

she imagined them to be the epitome of a ravenous monster lurking about, waiting to consume everything and anything. not a cute— almost innocent looking face. it frightened her how someone could look so harmless and beautiful while concealing such dark secrets.

“why were you watching me?” she whispered, her heart beating even faster at the looming silence filling the room.

you looked up, beads of sweat forming at the top of your forehead. caitlyn’s heavy gaze bore deep holes into your eyes that made it difficult to look away. her scent was closer than ever and it made you feel like you were walking on air.

“i couldn’t look away.”

the distance between the two of you was gradually waning. caitlyn felt like she was losing control, this is what you did, you lied, manipulated and cheated— but in this moment it felt so good.

“and after?”

“oh that?” you smirked, looking directly at the glass, before glancing back at caitlyn.

“that was to impress you.”

immediately the door bursted open. jayce stormed in, his face splashed with a fiery red as he stomped over to you. he towered over your seat, eyes filled with great disdain.

“jayce—“

“this is why wanted to come here? to flirt?” he growled, sticking an accusatory finger at caitlyn on the opposite side of the room. his collar was soaked in sweat and his hair beyond disheveled. he whipped back around glaring at you with fierce, crazed eyes.

“you….i’m going to make sure you never see the light of day.”

his threats felt like mere insults, leaving you almost amused. you couldn’t help but laugh at the spectacle causing both him and caitlyn to shoot confused glances at one another.

“what’s funny?”

you doubled over, loud and obnoxious fits of laughter filling the room. to the two however it didn’t sound like simple laughter it was menacing and unsettling. the strange noise caused the hairs on jayce’s neck to rise and that same wintry chill to find its way back to caitlyn’s spine.

“you know jayce, i like you. you’re quite charming but clearly not very bright.”

“excuse me?” he scoffed, while caitlyn stifled a laugh. you lifted your hands up, gently yanking on the silver cuffs.

“we’ve been through this enough times to know that no matter how many restraints you put on me, i’ll get out. i mean come on— that’s what mrs officer was trying to tell you in the first place, no?” you taunted.

jayce was baffled— all could do was stare blindly. he cursed himself for not listening to caitlyn sooner, the arrest had been to easy and now they were trapped.

on the other hand, caitlyn was unsettlingly calm. she’d replayed this moment in her head for weeks— maybe even months. she’d studied you to the point where she could almost predict what was going to happen. and it would either end with all of you dead— or alive.

“now, this is going to go one of two ways, so keep up. i could blow this place to shreds with you and the dozens of innocent people still in it. or you can let me walk out…”

quickly your eyes darted to caitlyn on the opposite side of the room.

“….with her.”

he protested, “what no—“

but caitlyn’s mind was made up before she even set foot into the grim room. she didn’t share jayce’s sentiments and more importantly she wasn’t afraid of you— she was fascinated by you.

“i’ll go.”

“you can’t be serious.”

“it’s not your decision to make,” she sighed, gently patting his shoulder before walking over to you. she removed a small key from her pocket, freeing you from all your restraints.

it was the closest you’d ever been to her, and it drove you insane. her touch was light and gentle like a feather. she was careful and handled each part of your body with the utmost care, and for just a second it allowed you to forget where you were.

“cheer up jayce, it’s just a safety measure, that way once i’m out of here i know you won’t try and kill me.” you chirped, proudly sauntering out of the room with caitlyn on your heel.

enforcers lined up and down the halls were dumbfounded as they watched you walk free. hatred and anger were sept from the dozens of looks, and you felt each one.

wild butterflies filled your stomach, leaving you with a giddy feeling as caitlyn’s body brushed against yours. the two of you walked in silence but you felt closer to her than ever. she’d blindly put her faith in you. purely based on the countless of hours she'd spent analyzing you and it made you fall even deeper for the woman.

you snuck a glance at her, gently nudging her with your shoulder, “hey, look at me.”

she brushed her hair from her face, her crystal blue eyes finding yours.

“i’ll take care of you, i promise. but you can leave whenever you want.”

the further you got from the building, the more reality began to creep in for caitlyn. she knew just how dangerous you were but she was certain you’d never hurt her. the way you spoke to her differed from most people. there was a layer of sensitivity and caution, even you giving her the option to leave, it felt completely out of character from the person she’d analyzed.

“you weren’t actually going to blow up the building, right?” she blurted.

“you’re the expert, you tell me.”

for most of jayce’s performance caitlyn had stayed silent and it wasn’t without reason. unless you had help— which she hadn’t anticipated, there would’ve been no way for you to trigger the explosion alone. however, given his state of mind rationalism wasn’t on his side.

“you certainly could’ve, you enjoy showing off but a murder suicide would be too easy and messy.”

“and she’s correct again!” you sang, skipping along the pavement.

“so are you trembling with fear yet, officer?”

although you liked caitlyn you knew time was limited. you gave her a couple of days— a week at most before she’d abandon you, sending you onto your next fixation. however caitlyn hardly reacted to your theatrics.

she shrugged her shoulders uttering a clear, “no.”

“why?”

“you don’t scare me, y/n,” she admitted.

you stopped dead on your tracks, your lips perking up into a sly grin. nobody had ever stood up to you before, at least not in the way she did. and it drove you mad but in the best possible way.

“these next few days are gonna be fun.”

#could def write a part 2 to this….#arcane #arcane x reader #arcane fanfic #caitlyn arcane #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn x you #caitlyn x y/n #caitlyn fanfic #caitlyn x reader #caitlyn x fem reader #caitlyn x female reader #caitlyn angst #caitlyn smut #caitlyn fluff

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unluckiestmember · 1 year

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Hi! I would like to make a request. Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Silco, Viktor and Jayce x Female!Paranormal Researcher!Reader. Reader explores something that defies any logical explanation. Simply put, she goes to different places to find at least some otherworldly activity, to fix the presence of a ghost, etc. Thank you very much!

Coming right up!

Arcane X Female Paranormal Researcher! Reader

Characters: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Viktor, Silco, Sevika, Licker and Jayce.

Tags: Supportive girlfriend, supportive boyfriend, protective girlfriend, protective boyfriend, worrywart, ghost hunting, Jinx being Jinx, soft lovers and fluff.

Warning: None. SFW.

A/N: Sorry I've been gone for so long but like my mom said, can't cry over spilled milk. I plan to get some requests done over the week so let's start strong!

Jinx

“Alrighty, toots! Ready for our next spot? I got the bombs, my guns, flashlight-. Okay, they can phase through all that, but you can never be too careless right?! Let’s go catch some ghosts!”

When you told Jinx that you were a Paranormal Researcher, she was honestly thrilled. When it came to the supernatural, she found herself intrigued by the possibility of the undead and unusual activities that could happen in Zaun, let alone Runeterra. So it came as no surprise that she decided to make herself your right hand partner in uncovering paranormal activity.

For the most part, she’s a valuable asset on the field with her equipment and off the field in the form of research. This Loose Cannon has no issue walking into the darkest depths if it meant you could uncover otherworldly phenomena. Just keep an eye out for her always trying to capture something or someone and claim it to be supernatural. She’s so sure she has a collection of ghosts in her hideout after a few stakeouts with you, but you’re positive she’s only caught one.

Violet “Vi”

“Hey, babe. Going out hunting again for ‘the unknown’? Haha, no no, I’m not trying to make fun of you. Need company?”

So Vi is not as believing in the supernatural of Runeterra. But that doesn’t mean she believes in some phenomena. When you told her about your occupation, she found it interesting to say the least. At first, she kind of made sure her job and your job never mixed. But after you would come back home all dirty or even injured, this brute decided to make it her secondary job to explore supernatural areas with you.

With time, she saw it more as a hobby and even became interested in a few cases you two picked up. When she’s not playing enforcer or relaxing with you at home, she’ll be quick to come with you to find ghosts or paranormal activities. Unlike you, she’s not going to lose sleep over it or go over the top in regards to researching how to soothe ghosts, but if you need help, she’s right beside you. The only big con is that she will be quick to cancel an expedition if it meant you would be extremely hurt physically or mentally.

Caitlyn Kiramman

“Why do you have your journal and your backpack?... Oh. Another hunt?... Okay. What are we trying to do now?”

When it comes to the paranormal, Caitlyn can be a half full kind of person one day, and half empty the next. She’s never been that interested in the supernatural, even as a kid, but after the kind of missions she’s gone on during her years as a beginning enforcer, she started to believe a little. She finds your research to be kind of cute, since your drive reminds her of her own when doing investigations.

Don’t expect Caitlyn to join you on the field often though. Because of her busy job and the lack of energy she has some days, the most she can do for you is paperwork and research on your targets. Every blue moon she will join you on the field to help find ghosts and supernatural beings. Though don’t count on it. Unless you’re out super late or missing for a day, she’s solely your bookkeeper and secretary.

Silco

“Off to find something out of the ordinary? Alright then, don’t go without Sevika or Licker.”

So Silco does not believe in supernatural and paranormal events. He’s a straight cut man that only believes in technology and science. You told him you were a paranormal researcher and I kid you not, he laughed at first. No matter how much you tell him about your job, he will only see it as a mere hobby. That being said, that doesn’t change how deep down a worrywart he can be.

Whenever you say you’re going on a search, he will not let you go unless you are accompanied by one of his men. He’s fine with your ‘line of work’ as long as you are safe. Silco isn’t going to help you, but if you guys have a small talk about something you discovered, he’s all ears. Besides, there could be something to all the weird things that happen in Zaun. And if Jinx believes it, there could be some groundwork to all this paranormal stuff happening. But it will take a VERY LONG time to convince him.

Viktor

“Love! Wait! Before you go, I want you to have this. It’s to help lure some ghosts in your direction if any are in the area. It’s still in the prototype stages, but it should be helpful enough.”

Surprisingly, Viktor believes in the supernatural! Even if he is a scientist and focuses most of his time on researching ways to improve technologically, it doesn’t mean he thinks everything is solely logical. How would that explain alchemists or things suddenly disappearing one day? How would it even explain some material and beings around Runeterra that shouldn’t exist based on logic?

He immediately became your partner in crime when you told him you were a paranormal researcher. Similar to Caitlyn, he doesn’t go out on the field as often when you go searching, but he will create contraptions that can assist you on your travels. To add, he is also a cheerleader, pushing you on to find ghosts and continue to do the thing that you love. As long as you come home smiling and okay, he has your back one hundred percent.

Jayce Talis

“Going out again? I’m about to head out too- I’ll see you when I get back, okay? Be careful out there.”

Jayce is a scaredy cat. Man will talk a lot about progress and being strong willed but as soon as he sees something moving at night that shouldn’t move, he’s screaming bloody murder. He likes to proclaim he doesn’t believe in ghosts for a man who believes in magic. Runes and crystals that produce electricity? Yeah, that makes sense. Spirits of the dead? Nope, that’s going too far.

Luckily, he doesn’t ridicule you for being a paranormal researcher and even asks you questions about your findings, but don’t expect him to extend a helping hand that much. He’s more concerned about the progress of Piltover to go ghost hunting with you. But it could be for the best. With how many times you have seen him nearly jump out of his skin while watching horror movies, you can only imagine how he would be on an expedition with you. He supports you, and that’s what really matters in the end.

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kittenpawscute · 2 years

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Pet names headcannons!

Jinx

-Trinket

-Toots

-Angel - Mostly calls you this on more emotional moments or after one of her episodes

-Boo

-Monkey

Sevika

-Doll

-Darling

-Dear - During fights or when she's being sarcastic

Grayson

-Darling

-My love (<33)

-Dear/Dearest

-Dove

-Wife (even if you're not married)

-anklebiter (if you're shorter)

-asskicker

-Teddy - She is mostly muscles so it's nice for her to have someone soft to hold :)

-Babe

-Lovely

-Cupcake

-Sweet stuff

Caitlyn

-Dearest

-My little Flower

-Honey

-Will mostly call you by your name in front of her parents

Mel

-Dearest

-Not very creative but she's new to this kind of stuff

-Y/n Medarda - PLS SHE WILL SAY THIS IF SHE WANTS YOU TO MELT

-Princess (50/50)

#arcane x you #jinx league of legends #jinx x reader #arcane x reader #sevika x reader #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn x y/n #vi arcane #vi x reader #y/n #pet names #arcane #mel medarda #grayson arcane #sevika

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yoze · 2 years

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bondage headcanons with caitlyn with sub!reader? :(

First and foremost, Caitlyn appreciates your trust in her and how you emboldened her to do this.

She'll be so gentle and doting. Particularly if this is your first experience with bondaging.

Naturally, she will talk to you about boundaries. Talk about your perceived preferences and disapprovals.

You are welcome to use the safe word whenever you want, she will encourage you to do so.

She'll take her time. You need to be at ease for this to work out the way you both want.

She'll use anything you're acquainted with to make you more comfortable; neckties and scarves in place of rope or handcuffs for the time being, and Caitlyn will only restrain one area of your body at a time.

Expect, and accept, to be questioned by her all of the time.

"How does it feel?" "Is this alright?" "It's not too tight, is it?"

Every so often, she will check to make sure it isn't too tight and harming you.

Constantly complimenting you on how well you're doing.

Any area of your body that was subjected to bondage after the fact will absolutely be stroked and kissed.

#arcane #arcane caitlyn #caitlyn #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn smut #caitlyn kiramman smut #caitlyn x reader #caitlyn x y/n #caitlyn x you

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shortestcake · 2 years

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❥Welcome darlings

berry • 19yo • lesbian • she/her • amateur writer

• Arcane masterlist •

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• Request Rules • (OPEN)

Favourite works!

Vi the Thief and Her Princess (series) - @ hotxcheeto

Argumentative - @ hotxcheeto

Lightin' with the Blam Blams - @ sevikasmainwhore

Better Boyfriend - @ daphnedirose

Only Her - @ beanlot

Inexperienced!Ellie - @ espritmuse

From rivalry to idolatry pt2. - @ pinknightsinmymind

The infinite space between you and I pt2. - @ loaksky

- English is not my first language, please keep that in mind when reading my works

- Do not repost any of my works without my permission

- Minors please do not interact with my nsfw fics

#🍓#berry rambles #vi x reader #sevika x reader #jinx x reader #caitlyn x reader #vi x you #vi x y/n #sevika x you #sevika x y/n #jinx x you #jinx x y/n #caitlyn x you #caitlyn x y/n #arcane vi x reader #arcane sevika x reader #arcane jinx x reader #arcane caitlyn x reader

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t4ct1c4l · 2 years

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Black fem reader x Arcane characters

How I think arcane characters react to pet names pt.2

Character’s: Caitlyn, Viktor, Jayce, Ekko

Caitlyn

• At first it was just playful teasing towards her since she got flustered easily by your words and your body

• This specific time you had been in your sleep wear, Leggings and a Tanktop, it hugged your body perfectly

• Caitlyn was also getting ready for bed, she had taken off her hat wand was meditating before bed

• You bent down to meet her face smiling kissing her on the forehead “Goodnight sweetie.” Before you climbed into the bed and went to sleep

• She looked like she was holding it together on the outside but when she felt your body go limp knowing you were asleep

• She was a red mess all she could do was turn over and try to fall asleep but your voice kept repeating the same thing

• Boy was this going to be a long long night for her

Viktor

• Viktor was taking a break sitting down looking out of the window, he was at peace he rarely got time to himself but he made it work

• He heard the door open he turned around to face you to see you holding a glass of water waking towards him with a smile on your face

• He couldn’t help but ask how your day was, he continues to talk but then after a while he catches you staring at him

• He begins to apologize “I’m sorry [Name] I didn’t mean to ramble so much-” but you cut him off

• “No no honey, you’re just so pretty.” His eyes widened at the compliment nonetheless he was happy “Th-Thank you…”

• He didn’t know what to say. After you had left the room he had turned back to the window and couldn’t keep himself from smiling

Jayce

• While he was busy writing down a paper you had walked in and noticed he looked stressed, what did you do to help?

• You massaged his head of course whispering sweet nothings into his ears “You’ve got this baby…”

• You managed to help slightly, but this also caused him to be tired and loving so he continued to push through his work so he could lay with you

• Only until he finished his work that he noticed the pet names you had called him, he smiled to himself thinking about them

Ekko

• You both were stargazing together, your head on his chest while he wrapped his arms around you

• It was peaceful, you almost thought you would fall asleep out there. “Darling…?” A low hm escaped his lips

• He was tired “Nothing, just checking if you were awake.” To you it seems like he didn’t care but deep down he was smiling to himself

#ekko x y/n #jayce arcane #viktor x reader #viktor arcane #caitlyn x y/n #caitlynarcane #x black fem reader #x black male reader #black reader

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hotxcheeto · 2 years

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Can I request arcane characters like Vi, Mel, Jinx, Viktor, ekko with an s/o who is covered in tattoos, piercings

━ 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍 𝐒/𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 & 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 - Vi, Jinx, Caitlyn, Sevika

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, suggestive, mentions of pain?

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - sorry this took so long! and i don't write for mel, viktor or ekko as of right now so i just did vi and jinx and added two for me!

PLEASE REBLOG IF POSSIBLE ! THEY'RE EXTREMELY APPRECIATED !

☼ 𝐕𝐈 - Vi has tattoos, and she really likes how they look on her body and so when she met you she was in love. The way each color compliments your skin and the black and white pieces up your back and around your arms. Not to mention the piercings you have.

Totally asks you questions about your piercings and when you got them, even considers getting some of them herself. And your tattoos, you're literally so hot, like before you guys started dating it was so obvious she liked you, she couldn't bring herself to not stare.

When you both are going to bed you can feel her fingers running along your skin, tracing the ink. You'll look over at her and she'll pretend like she ain't completely in love with you. She'll hide her face in your back but once you turn back around you'll feel her fingers once more.

Loves when you trace her tattoos, it makes her feel so loved.

You'll invite her to get a tattoo with you and it makes her so happy. Especially with how excited you get while you both are getting them. Or with piercings, you'll for sure help her give her another while you both laugh about how bad she is at staying still.

Vi totally likes when you wear shirts and tank tops that show off your arms and back, and you love it when she doesn't wear her bandages and when her shoulders are out.

Very hot couple 10/10

☼ 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐗 - LOVES THEM. Loves to trace and touch them and if they're black and white she'll color them in. Jinx will sit there for so long with her markers while all propped up in your lap and coloring your arms and back all pretty and then when she's done she'll pull away and go 'Ta-da!' and make you look at them in the mirror.

When Jinx has her episodes she'll trace your tattoos while she tries to calm herself down, quietly humming while moving her nail up and down and around your arm. Your voice soothing her.

She'll tug on your piercings as well, no matter where they are and if she can pull them, she will. Or she'll tap each one on your face while teasing or talking to you.

Definitely just stares at you and admires you while laying in your lap. Or while you're working, Jinx just sits there and stares at you.

Loves to sketch you new tattoo ideas and show you them very proudly, and even if you don't use them you for sure keep each one and hang them up somewhere. So everytime Jinx breaks into your apartment she sees her little wall of artwork and your fridge covered in her drawings.

It makes her blush.

☼ 𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐘𝐍 - Caitlyn is completely clean with nothing coating her skin and so when she meets you, she loves it. Loves how you look nothing like anyone in Piltover and are covered in ink.

Just like everyone else she'll trace them and she'll ask what each one is or what it means. Or why you got it, even if it's the dumbest thing in the world she likes to hear. And if there are stories behind them she likes to listen to them even if you've already told her before. Taps them and tickles you while you tell her as well.

And your piercings are so pretty to her, she'll ask if they hurt or when you got them. Also wants to know the stories behind those, and if you gave them to yourself, she's very intrigued.

Watches when you take them out because again, not many people in Piltover have facial piercings like you. She's like a toddler, she watches, a lot.

You could probably convince her to get a small tattoo that's hidden away, but that's about it. She's pRoFeSSionAl.

☼ 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 - She thinks you're so fucking hot. Like you're her little gem she likes to show off, just in general. Like loves to just unapologetically stare at you, but if you point it out she'll kill you and no one will ever find the body. She gets flustered. But will destroy you.

Like Caitlyn, she asks you about them here and there. About why you got them and what they mean, and if they have no meaning she'll listen to you make one up while smiling like an idiot. Kicking your feet back and forth while pointing at them.

Sevika also wouldn't mind getting one with you, or even a piercing once sees yours. Asks about the pain and even if you'd get anymore.

If you ever get any new tattoos or piercings she'd help you care for them, mostly because you take care of her after she gets her ass beat.

You're so fucking hot to her, did I say that already?

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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 2 years

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42 with Vi, Jinx, Caitlyn and Sevika?

(Hey, this may have been messed up a bit but I tried! Here ya go. Enjoy!)

S/O WITH A CHILD

EKKO

Ekko didn't really think about kids

He didn't really have time, he had you and he needed to think about the firelights

So the topic of kids never came up

And you both were still barely adults yourself, so there was time

But he always did love seeing you playing with the kids in the hideout

Thought it was nice and that you brought them something they missed

The kids loved you, you would play with them all the time

Ekko would watch all the time, joining in sometimes as you all ran around like mad men

Every kid there was a little joy to you all

But two stuck out from the rest

Jamie and Lena

They were 6 years old twins

They were taken off the streets, their parents abandoned them.

They were terrified, the masks scared them and so did the hoverboards

But they clung to you as you reminded them of their older sister they had lost

And they loved Ekko, they thought he provided comfort and safety for them

Which was rare

And both you and Ekko loved them back

And Ekko didn't know what it was, but seeing you taking care of them made him just fall in love all over again

Ekko walked out the dark tunnel, coming back from a mission as he waved bye to his friends and walked over to the tree.

He stopped for a minute, meeting up with Scar as he waved at his little niece his friend held.

"Where's Y/n?" Ekko asked, Scar was about to answer before Ekko heard laughing. It was yours, but mixed in with some others.

He turned around, confused before his eyes caught your hoverboard zipping past him.

He watched as you stood on the hoverboard, Jamie hugging your waist as you tossed Lena in the air.

The girl laughed, falling down as you turned the corner and went back for her, catching her in your arms.

You placed her in front of you, the girl sitting on the board and holding in as you let Jamie hop on your back.

The boy laughed as you did tricks on the board, circling the tree and going upside down, sometimes even sideways and almost tipping you all over.

You finally came down from the air, laughing as Jamie stumbled off the board while giggling.

You picked up Lena, the girl blowing your messed up hair out your face as you laughed.

You tickled thw girl's stomach, the small one laughing as she tried to fight you off. Jamie then came running at your leg, clinging to it as you laughed.

"Jamie!" You yelled, lifting up your leg as he laughed and clung on.

You eventually stumbled to the floor, holding Lena in your lap as Jamie stood up and hugged your neck.

Ekko watched with a fond smile, tilting his head a bit as he watched you all giggling like a small family. How did he get so lucky?

You looked at him, making eye contact and smiling as you waved him over. Jamie and Lena saw, smiling as they ran up to Ekko and almost tackled him to the ground.

Ekko picked them up, one on each arm as you came walking over. You gave him a kiss on the cheek, rolling your eyes as Jamie and Lena made exaggerated gagging noises.

Ekko laughed, smiling at all three of you.

He was really lucky, he had you guys.

Vi loved you, because of how sweet and snarky you were

You first met her when you guys were young

You were around her age, 15

She was running around the lanes, looking for Powder

She had run off, saying she was going to a friends house but she wasn't with Ekko

And Powder didn't have any friends

So Vi went looking for her

And she found her

But with you, the girl was on your back as you listened to her rambling

You were smiling, joking with her sister when everyone would usually ignore the small girl except Vi

So she was grateful you were so nice to her sister

That's what initially drew her to you

But you were always sweet to anyone

Especially kids

She wasn't used to anyone being so sweet, especially in the lanes and to kids

It was always chaos, she didn't think she would ever have to care for anyone but herself after what happened the night everyone died

Until she found you again, but you had someone with you

Vi sat in your guys' apartment, on the couch as she felt her joints crack after walking around all day. And getting into a few small fights, not that they would ever tell you.

She looked up, hearing the door hinges creaking as the door opened and heard your voice.

"We're back!" You called out, Vi smiling as she heard the small pattering of feet against the hardwood floors. In came Violet, your daughter.

When Vi had found you, you worked at the brothel. You got into some things after it all happened, found a douche guy and got pregnant.

You didn't love the guy, just after Vi left or died as you thought you wanted to feel love again.

But you didn't, you ended up trying to replace her but you couldn't replace the irreplaceable.

And he left, and when Violet was born you gave her the name of the one you lost. Vi was happy, but also shocked when she met your daughter.

Violet was happy to meet the pink haired woman her mother talked so much about, loving Vi before she had even met her.

Violet jumped on the couch, into Vi's lap as Vi smiled at her and ruffled her hair. "How's your day been?" She asked, messing with the clip in Violet's hair she had done that morning.

"Good, mama got me candy!" Violet smiled, looking up at Vi, holding the candy up as the woman nodded her head.

"She wouldn't stop begging for it." You laughed, sitting on the other side of Vi as she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.

"Sounds eventful." She chuckled, kissing the side of your head as Violet climbed off her lap.

She laid down on her back, her head in Vi's lap now as she rambled on about your guys' day and offering Vi her candy.

Vi smiled, enjoying every moment. She loved these, eventually you all drifted off to sleep, in your own small world. She loved her little family.

Hopefully Aunt Jinx will visit soon, she hadn't seen her niece in a week. The longest she had been without Violet.

JINX

Jinx only knew you after a few years of her transformation from Powder to Jinx

You worked for Silco

Not a hitman or anything, he hired you to watch after Jinx

Essentially a bodyguard

Jinx hated it

She tried to get rid of you in as many ways that she could think of

She hated being watched over, like a child, it reminded her of Vi

And she hated thinking of Vi

Her big sister who left her

And you hovering over 24/7 like a babysitter, like Vi did, made her hate you

She wanted to get rid of you, she did it before she could do it again

So she followed you one night to your apartment

Wasn't the best but she was confused once you didn't go home after being let go from your shift

She followed you, freezing upon what she saw

You were knelt down in front of a small child

Then she heard the little one, no older than four years old saying "Sissy"

She froze, she finally understood why you reminded her of Vi

Because in a way, you were Vi, the older, protective sister

She stood in her place even after you left with your little sister

After that day she didn't hate you anymore

You were confused at that, thinking she was planning something

But after time went on you just accepted it

Jinx was actually nice to you, well the best Jinx could

And after a long time, you started dating

She loved it

But she never spoke about your sister, you told her about the kid but she never really brought it up unless you did

She thought she would never have to meet her

But she was wrong

"Hey, Jinx!" You called out, Jinx waving over her shoulder as she worked at her desk.

She smiled, hearing your voice but sat up confused when she heard another pair of footsteps with yours.

She heard a small giggle, freezing a bit as she turned around on her chair to see you walking over to her with your sibling on your back.

"Sorry, Nani can't be left alone until I can drop her off with Sevika." You apologize, the small girl peeking over your shoulder at Jinx.

Jinx slowly nodded her head, hesitant and a bit uncomfortable around the child. She didn't hate her, she just didnt wanna mess anything up and had never really been around children.

"Hi, Miss Jinx!" Your little sister smiled, sliding off your back and bouncing up to the woman.

"...Hi?" Jinx waved, staring at the girl as she tilted her head. Why wasn't she scared of her? Her name was pretty well known for chaos.

"What's this?" Nani asked, picking up a bomb off the desk and poing at the pin as your eyes widened.

"Nani-" you were cut off though by Jinx taking the bomb quickly from your sister.

She gave a small giggle, nervous a bit but finding humour in the situation.

"Maybe not that one," she stated, humming as she looked on her desk before her eyes lit up.

"Here! Play with this!" She laughed, stuffing a remote into your sister's hand as she looked at it curiously. "What's this?" She asked, pointing at a button.

"Press it!" Jinx beckoned her, your sister smiling and pressing the button causing yellow, pink and blue sparks to fly all over the room.

Your sister looked up at the sparks, her eyes reflected with the lights as she jumped up and down with excitement.

"Again! Again!" She smiled, Jinx nodding her head and standing up as she took the small girl in her arms.

"Forget Sevika! You're stuck with me now!" She laughs, your sister nodding her head as she wrapped her arms around her neck. You smiled at them.

Walking up to them you gave Jinx a kiss on the cheek, the girl smiling as your sister pushed your face away from her.

"No! Mine now." She stated, hugging Jinx closer to her as Jinx's face grew smug. You shook your head, smiling.

Jinx was happy for now, she was content at this moment. Your sister wasn't so bad. Hopefully she wouldn’t ruin it.

CAITLYN

Caitlyn liked kids

She thought they were adorable with a lot of curiosity

They reminded her of herself when young

She also had a younger sister she would take care of

It was to help her parents and because she loved her little sister

Her name was Briana, she was nine years old

Her parents had her when she was a bit older

She didn't mind though

She also met you after you had found her sister when she got lost

She thanked you heavily as she was worried to death for the girl

When you guys started dating her sister was around a lot

She at first didn't know what you thought of it, she was sorta nervous

But you never said anything about it

So she thought you liked her sister

But she always was bugged never having confirmation

Until one day she found you guys asleep

Caitlyn sighed, opening the door to your guys' apartment and hooked her coat over the rack hook.

She rolled her shoulders, sighing as she felt her shoulder pop. She went towards the hall, confused to where you were because she would usually be met with you as soon as she came home.

She got to your guys' bedroom, opening the door before freezing in the door frame.

She smiled after a moment, seeing the sight of her sister curled up on your side as you had an arm around her.

The blanket covering you guys was thrown half off the bed, both of you leaning against the headboard.

She shook her head, leaning against the door frame as she admired your sleeping face.

How did she get so lucky?

SEVIKA

She had a kid of her own

Sienna, she was four years old, she never planned on kids but somehow she ended up with one

But she never regretted her daughter

She loved her and she would do anything for her

That's why she was so stand offish towards you when you were first hired by Silco

It was because her daughter hung around the bar a lot with her while she worked

It was because she knew she could give her the best protection, better than anyone else

But you got closer to Sevika

Not on your own, but because of Sienna

Sevika's boots thud against the wood of the stairs going down to the last drop. She had talked to Silco just now, a new mission was coming up and she had to go.

She hated those. She had to find someone to watch Sienna because even if she wanted to stay with her, she couldn't because this one was too dangerous.

She finally got to the last steps, looking around the bar. It was a slow day, nobody really coming in except for a few people. She finally heard the small giggle of her daughter.

Her giggle mixed in with the music in the bar and the stragglers of the bar's conversations.

She shook her head, a small smile gracing her features. A smile only for her daughter, she heard footsteps on the wood, confused as she looked up and saw Sienna.

But she wasn't alone, in the middle of the room you were with her.

She was on your hip, you spinning her around and dipping her to the music as her little carefree giggle melted her mothers heart.

You then set her down, twirling her around and crouching down to let her spin you the best she could.

Sienna then looked at Sevika, her eyes visible lighting up as she saw her mother. She smiled, waving her mom over as Sevika hesitated before walking over.

You looked at Sevika surprised, smirking at the woman as you silently held a hand out to her. She scoffed amusedly, taking the challenge and taking your hand as she spun you once.

You laughed. "Wow, Sevika knows how to dance?" You teased, the woman rolling her eyes and shaking her head with her own, dumb smirk on her face.

Sienna giggled, her plan had worked. She saw the way her mama looked at you. And she loved you too.

She threw herself full force at you and hugged your waist.

You laughed as you bent down and swayed back and forth with her. The girl on the tips of your feet as you helped her follow your step.

Sevika watched, amused. Her eyes follow you and her daughter with an unfamiliar feeling in her chest.

Maybe you would watch Sienna for her. Would give her a chance to talk to you more.

#arcane #arcane ekko #arcane violet #ekko arcane #vi arcane #arcane x reader #jinx arcane #arcane jinx #sevika arcane #caitlyn x y/n #ekko x reader #sevika x reader #vi x reader #jinx x reader #caitlyn x reader #jinx x y/n #arcane imagines

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cassifictional · 2 years

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Blue Rose - Ch. 1: the apprentice

Pairing: Caitlyn x fem reader

Warnings: mention of gun

Summary: an introduction to this brand new slow burn fic. You’re from Piltover and land a job that’s a lot more prestigious than you pictured for yourself. It’s a good situation for all parties involved. But nothing ever goes perfectly now, does it?

Word count: 900

Notes: welcome to my new fic. It’ll be a long one, and I’ll be damned if this ends up at the bottom of my to-write list again. I’ve had this idea for literal months. I’ve even got the ending all figured out this time. This chapter is really just an introduction, setting up the story and everything. It may be a little long-winded but I just have a very specific description of it all in my head and I really want to translate it all to actual words on a page. Please enjoy 💙

Living up to your family’s expectations had never really been your thing. You would wear the “wrong” clothes, date the “wrong” people, you had “odd” interests that they didn’t quite understand, or even try to understand. Yet, you didn’t desire to be “different”. You didn’t feel like you needed to be the “special snowflake”, the “black sheep” of your family. You simply wanted to be you. Your own authentic self. And it just so happened that your own ideals didn’t quite line up with your family’s standards.

Their complaining never stopped. Though their words were never harsh, never rude. Their complaints were subtle, persuasive and persistent, like the smell of a nearby bouquet of flowers. Thoughtful, but the sweet scent could get overwhelming at times. But you knew they only wanted the best for you. To watch you flourish and grow, ideally in a way that suited their own agenda. As much as they frustrated you sometimes, driving you mad with their desire for you to be like they wanted, you couldn’t help but love them. Because despite the way they made you feel sometimes, you knew they loved you back. More than they would dare to say.

Somehow, through a stroke of good luck, pure chance or maybe even fate, you had found a way to both appease your family and live up to your own goals and desires. The owner of the biggest and most beautiful decorative garden in the entirety of Piltover had taken a liking to you. You didn’t even know who she was when you had met her that day. She had found you in a local park, doting over a neglected rose bush in a quiet, forgotten corner. You told her all about your passion for all things nature, especially flowers, and asked her to visit the rose bush again somewhere in the future. One month later, she had done as you asked, visiting that same rose bush again. After seeing it in full bloom, she had been so impressed that she managed to figure out where you lived, just so she could offer you a job in her garden as an apprentice groundskeeper. And that’s where you were now. Tending to the many plants, bushes, trees and flowers within the walls of Blue Rose Garden.

Blue Rose Garden. Its name evoked a sense of mystery, deceit and opportunity in Piltover society. Blue Rose Garden is where all the politicians and aristocrats would go for “walks” together. It was considered the perfect neutral ground to have an amicable chat with either an enemy or a friend. There were plenty of quiet corners where one could discuss things better kept off the official records. Many feuds and partnerships were announced in formal circles, being settled through official procedures. But everybody knew that prior to getting to that point, all parties involved had “gone for a walk” in Blue Rose Garden beforehand.

You weren’t all that interested the latest high society gossip though. Sure, knowing the ins and outs of the latest family feuds and catching glimpses of important business deals being made, made your job a little more interesting. But you were mostly there for the very thing that got you hired in the first place. Your love for nature. Trimming the endless hedges lining the garden, pulling weeds, removing dead flowers, even mowing the grass. Tasks that wouldn’t make for a very prestigious job in most cases. But doing all of that in one of Piltovers most important locations? Suddenly, you were somebody. You had a status now. And your parents, who unlike you were slowly but actively trying to climb the ranks of Piltover’s high society, were thrilled about it.

A win-win situation, really. You got to do the thing you were best at and actually enjoyed, and your parents finally got their way. Sometimes, things really do work out in the end.

It had only been about two weeks since your employment at Blue Rose Garden had started. So far, it had been everything you could have hoped for, but it had also been very tiring and a lot to take in all at once. The senior groundskeeper was a kind older gentleman, carrying with him an endless amount of knowledge about every single living organism in the entire garden. With every day you worked, he taught you something new. Eventually, you would have to replace him and he knew it. But he didn’t mind. He just wanted his garden to be left in good hands once his eventual retirement came.

One rainy day in autumn, the groundskeeper had fallen ill and left you, his apprentice, to take care of Blue Rose Garden alone. You were confident in your ability to figure it all out yourself for a little while. You were already experienced, after all. As the rain poured, you persevered through it and did your usual work, starting with your favorite task, tidying up the roses. One by one, your tasks were completed, leaving you with only a little bit of daylight as you got to work on the last few chores of the day. The sound of the wind and the rain was calming, the harsh weather didn’t faze you. It had been a quiet day. People didn’t come to the garden often on dark and dreary days like these, for obvious reasons. That’s why, when you turned around to grab one of your tools, you were especially surprised to see a person standing behind you. Dressed in a long, black coat with a hood pulled over their head. And a large gun in their hands, pointed directly at your chest.

Notes: just so you know, if you have parents who pressure you into being like they want you to be (like in certain schools or jobs), just know that you would be entirely justified in not liking them as much as y/n in this story.

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star-crossed lovers.2 the sheriff of piltover

"the always enchanting tale, of star crossed lovers"

being an unndercover zaunite working for the kiramman family, slowly planning doom (was what i said but brace yourself cuz that's a lot different sdfsjklfjsdf)

a.n: i believe caitlyn is supposed to be around 24ish (although some redditers think she's in her late twenties which is, um, kinda unrealistic imo :D). so the main part of this takes place between the first and the second act, meaning the explosion + hextech bullshit did happen. caits just not a part of the police deparmant yet. capisci?

!!!again, since english is not my first language you will be seeing a lot of clownery in this. little bit of this little bit of that, yknow? (i'll probably edit this after a nap)

caitlyn x gender neutral(god i hope) reader (4,4k words)

warnings: reader is wearing a nightgown, abuse, they are both smitten but they don't notice yet trope, there's the zaun-piltover racism going on i guess???

supporting characters: tobias, cassandra

you were born to alow-middle class family in zaun, a surprise child, considering how your parents had the impression of giving birth to a child in the lawless down city was just another mouth to feed. not an unwanted one, i might add, but even though your parents were always discreet about the hardship of their lives, it would also be a lie to say your life was as easy as some folks got it out there.

nights were your parents came home exhausted, visibly wounded and gasping for air. even though they were broke, they were also proud to lead an honorable life in a city where illegal activities never stopped. as a child, you used to admire them for it, having stone fights with other "poor" kids while bragging about how good your parents were. but that started to change as you've realized how your family stopped eating proper meals, sometimes they worked for over 14 hours with no pay, you started to wear your summer shoes even though it was freezing cold. you guys stopped having dinner conversations because all your parents wanted to talk about was how they were going to pay this month's bills. they stopped asking how your day was, if you had any new drawings to put on the fridge this week. they didn't wake up early to see you off to school anymore, hell, you couldn't even be sure if they had just gone to sleep, at 7 in the morning!

so you stopped as well. you weren't as keen to hug your parents anymore, you stopped asking for money to buy crayons from the junk markets, and by the time you were 12, maybe by luck maybe you were just at the right place in a right time, you bumped into a very, very important person. someone that has it so easy that they wouldn't even have to think twice before purchasing a very expensive counter-part for their new pricy clock. you apologized profusely, of course. you were brought up with proper manners after all. you saw a machine like man, whom you assumed was unable to speak, shaking his -you weren't actually sure if they were even a mister- hands rapidly, trying to communicate. you heard of piltovians going down to buy their own creations for cheaper prices here, but you also thought it was illegal. zaunite gangs were responsible for stealing and smuggling them downstairs, but whatever happened to them afterwards was none of their business. everyone out here had their own vouches and sales people, so actually seeing someone from upside doing shopping here was very unsettling to be fair.

you froze, i mean god, you were just here to possibly sell a few junk that you stole the other week (which you weren't really proud of but life was getting harder), and you HAD to run into one of the tough guys of piltover. you clutched your backpack, ready to run if the dude saw you putting a puzzle piece in one of your pockets, but the mechanic citizen just put their palms in your face as if to say 'stop'.

his robotic fingers pointed to your bag, sweat down your forehead and coming into your view now, you also slightly changed your position to look at what he was showing. of course you knew what was there, it was just a dumb reflex. he was trying to ask about a few invention blueprints you were doodling earlier at class today. zaun didn't have a proper education system, but there were scholars teaching kids privately if offered a fat amount of money. your parents wanted you to take science courses, working for a chemlord themselves, but you always found yourself coming up with different drawing of tech products.

you enjoyed drawing, sculpture and art in general, but down here, these stuff were just seen as well-heeled brat hobbies, they didn't make money and they for sure didn't protect from any punk trying to catch some hands. but in piltover? people appreciated fine arts, they did not dismiss them for not bringing any income to the family, they were overjoyed upon seeing their children take interests in them. oh, how lovely it must be. not having to beg to your parents about art supplies but them simply coming to you with new offers for more creative aspects of life. and the rich brats, who often refuse to see their parents' kindness and just complain about them being so 'overbearing'. you couldn't even remember the last time your guardians knocked on your door to ask for your opinion, on anything!

seeing you clearly confused, the piltover citizen politely put his hands on your shoulder before quickly making a gesture to show you what he was really interested in. using his open palms as a paper, he pretended to scribble over it with another robo-hand. clumsily throwing your bag to the ground, you took out your biggest notebook for him to use, a bit uneasy but still curious nonetheless.

"did you create them?" you shook your head in affirmation. your tiny heart was beating with both horror and excitement. "they are quite complex and creative." he nodded slightly as you read the words with a smile now. your ideas, getting praised by someone for the first time ever. not to mention someone who seems to know about his way around.

he hesitates now, looking at you as he stops writing. he can tell by your clothes and demeanor that you must've seen the rough side of the town, a kid that's maybe around a middle-schoolers age, trying to get away with stealing stuff to possible survive, he assumes. he just draws a smiley face on the paper, handing it back to you with ease and determination. a bright kid who deserves to receive education in the prestige academys of piltover, getting lost between the chemical wastes of zaun. he watches you take the notebook back carefully, still watching out for any hostile activity in the way he's behaving. he uses every power that's limited by his mechanical body to show you a simple chuckle, and then points once more.

"you." "me." "upside."

and that he does. trying not to get your hopes up, you spend the next few days just like any other, but you're yearning. looking out the windows more, up to the sky that you can hardly see because of piltover's majestic buildings. hoping for that meeting to be a plan of fate, a hope.

"if the servants are of any trouble to you, just let me know! kirammans do not tolerate rudeness." there you saw a bright 14 year old smiling at you politely as you struggled to carry some books about neuroscience. you knew of her, of course you did. the little lady of the kiramman family, the girl with the weird hair color and a gap in her teeth as the only thing that slips from her perfect aura. you didn't quite want to admit, but you were a little scared of her. she was beautiful, first of all. standing tall with her head high and chin up. always walking straight, never doing any mistakes. you'd sometimes see her talking to very particular searchers, young and talented people very important in their own areas, as equals?? she always spoke whatever was in her mind in an intelligent perspective, never failing to make her mother proud.

"you shouldn't be seen helping me." you said, voice cracking while your eyes search the corridor for any witnesses in panic. normally you wouldn't care about other students pushing you around, it just wasn't worth throwing your scholarship aside. since that faithful day, even though you never saw the 'machine man' personally again, there was a feeling deep inside always telling you that you had to make sure his efforts were not in vain.

you could see that she was not able to make much of your tension, clenching her own books to her chest.

"what is that suppose to mean? we're just going to the same class. it's not a big deal, no?" caitlyn answered quickly with a slight tone of hurt in her voice. she was right actually. you were heading to the same class, but it was very clear that you two were very different from each other. you were a meek child for many reasons: being loud and expressive usually meant getting hurt in zaun, being noticeable made it very hard to sneak past shop owners when they see you trying to steal a delicious fruit. and there was caitlyn, an open-minded girl with parents loving her unconditionally. drifting to sleep after being kissed goodnight by her father, not having to wonder whether her parents would make it after tomorrow's work.

you used to envy her a lot as a child, seeing her trying to approach you made your blood boil, during your first year here as a 12 year old you quickly realized how different piltover was from your dreams. it was not a magical place where people came together for science regardless of origin. it was still as ruthless, if not even more. "her and her spoiled child antics" you though while she struggled making a conversation with a few girls from your class. you knew she was having a hard time with getting friends but you simply didn't care. a privileged girl born into one of the most wealthy families in one of the most advanced cities in whole runeterra is sad because everyone is so intimidated by the idea of talking to her? boohoo.

being an apprentice to the hollaran clan was not as easy as you actually though. funny, people'd think managing to get out of zaun, scraping your way to the topside would be a new page waiting to be turned. but it wasn't. it was studying for more hours, getting told off by others for doing minor mistakes, being looked down upon for being born to the hardships they created. you spent numerous nights simply crying, going to bed starving. not even being able to look at others kids from your same house in the eyes without being felt disgusting. but you still prayed to janna, you hoped she would keep your family safe, you begged her to help you find a way of these endless circles of suffering. and rest was history, being assigned research-mates with caitlyn after nearly 6 years of ignoring her, was the start of your ultimate plan.

first it was cait suggesting to meet up at a cafe to 'change the atmosphere a bit. she was simply cooped up in the huge private library of hers as the teacher's assistant' (you remember scoffing at the idea and caitlyn having to explain the impact of motivation. in your mind, there was no motivation. consistent hard work was all there is to it) then it was meeting up at the library after its closing hours, shushing caitlyn as she gets excited talking about detective work. exchanging notes in class, and you calling her 'ice queen'. caitlyn offering to go to the restroom with you, just to stand there and glare at people that talk behind your back. seeing her efforts, you started warming up too, and you soon realized caitlyn maybe wasn't as fortunate as you always made her to be. being born into money and royalty did not seem the best, especially when caitlyn started dozing off on your shoulders when she was too exhausted to study from taking house management classes. finding caitlyn at the academy infirmary, clearly dizzy but still compassionate and stubborn about 'not working enough'. you started purchasing snacks and pastries for her, trying out a new tea brew because you want to impress her, taking notes of interesting books you saw at the library just in case she wanted to take a look too.

and when you two started getting even more comfortable, your 'study dates' as she liked to call them, turned into you bringing your pajamas to her house for a sleepover. but even then, you were surprised to see new sides of caitlyn, who was becoming your best friend even faster then you thought. supposedly, she was never this intimate with other people. forget about going for a cup of tea, caitlyn did not even speak to anybody else from your studies. even though you didn't find that very surprising, her mother looked horrified while talking about it, making you question if caitlyn wished not to talk to them about these matters at all.

that being said, her parents were getting quite used to you as well. greeting you at the door themselves, asking for what you'd like to eat for dinner. you were ashamed, to put it plainly, for thinking that they would treat you differently just because you were a down people. but you also reassured yourself, being reminded that after nearly 6 years of coming up here, caitlyn was the only person to treat you like an individual. but nights when you cried yourself to sleep, hugging the extra blanked caitlyn gave you, trying not the sniffle so hard just because caitlyn insisted on sleeping together on the floor as a sleepover tradition. you thought about how your experience in the kiramman household was the closest thing you got the family bonds since forever. not from your patrons, professors, friends, not even your own family. but from the girl you tried so desperately to ignore because you were simply jealous of her.

her father coming to check on her after you two over-do it arguing about your classes was something that all household members were used to by that point. tobias was pleased by your presence, he acknowledged that his daughter often needed someone to listen to her talk about her obsessions and you being more than happy to just listen and nod was enough to make his heart melt. he urged caitlyn to invite you around more often, unknowingly also being the reason of her having to confess to you.

she was shy at first, cheeks all rosy while fidgeting with her fingers uncharacteristically. she pointed at the small sofa of her work room, inviting you to sit down. now taking tours around the room not daring to meet your eyes, she seemed adorable.

"you gonna start talking already or am I suppose to understand what's wrong from your body language as always?"

"ah, yes, pardon me. i didn't think you'd notice." you couldn't help but sigh very loudly. sure, you had a weird friendship with her -you were not even sure you could call it friendship honestly. it was as if she just picked you and started hanging around- but you already knew enough about her to know that caitlyn was not the one to chicken out from speaking her mind.

so after what felt like hours of waiting and playing with your fingers, she finally got up with new found confidence.

"you may move in with us. to our house, i mean. my parents already talked to house holloran about your apprentice-ship." taking a deep breath, relief spread to her face after finally blurting out what has been on her mind for weeks. she opened her eyes, excited, wanting to meet yours as soon as possible. but her smile dropped instantly at how hard you were gritting your teeth.

piltovians and their selfish wants. never once stopping to consider if their acts would hurt people, only caring if it's to their advantage. you wanted to believe it very badly, that maybe caitlyn was different. your first day at the academy made you hopeful of the little girl that saw nothing wrong with talking to a zaunite. but now she was standing there, arms trying to reach out to you, very hesitant. she's a mess as well, eyes frantically searching for any twitch of movement on your face, visibly tense, but even in times like these, she's trying to understand what she did wrong.

you didn't say anything, caitlyn was a smart girl, you knew she'd understand what you were thinking about just from how hard you were clenching your fists. you stared at her with utter disbelief in your eyes, angry words threatening to build up now. looking back at this exact moment in a few years you'd realize how much of a scene you were causing. this would be your dream!! "being considered a member of the kiramman family was not something everybody could dream of" is what you would've said if you were a 12 year old standing in front of a gate with a few belonging of yours. tears forming in your eyes as you made out silhouettes of your "housemates" looking at you with pity and disgust. you were nearly 19 now, having spent the last few years of life observing none other than the kiramman girl. looking at her family with envy at first, with sadness, yearning then love and finally disgust. somedays you wondered why you continued being friends with her, from being her project partners to today, of barely being together as actual friends for 5 to 6 months. and the answer was simple:

you didn't know. you didn't know why you hated seeing caitlyn all exhausted after an all-nighter, you hated seeing her get praised by superiors after taking a semi-good shot because you knew she did too, you hated seeing how pretty she looked with a dress suited for a princess -even when she complained about having to wear it. - she was the only person who cared for you without having any gains from it. caitlyn knew you were from the undercity, so she knew there wouldn't be much to receive from you money wise, and maybe, maybe she just wanted to help you have an easier life by living , but it couldn't reach that deep. not when you were hurt by her people.

your pride was taken from you long ago, but hearing caitlyn say those things as if she could be the one to make the decision was taking you back to some of the most painful memories. getting hit by the kitchen maids for wanting to snack before anyone could wake up, having to walk to the academy after failing to wake up just on time, not doing as you are told, not being at the place you were told to be.

you couldn't think of a word to say now, you couldn't stay here but you knew better than to just go back 'home'. so you just did a quick nod, just a nod. not one of the usual ones, caitlyn took note of. not a "caitlyn can you please stop talking about cats this is important nod." or a "i can't believe i'm friends with a nerd like you but mechanics is super hot please continue" nod. this was a nod to protest, to show how hurt you were. seeing you this defeated and disappointed was breaking her heart too. you were supposed to feel happy about it!

ms. kiramman has been doing arrangements for months only for this moment. caitlyn begged her parents to give you a chance despite them obviously being skeptical about your zaunite roots. she didn't talk to her dad for a whole week after he said "they couldn't trust a down born to be their daughter's friend." they only agreed at the cost of you also being accepted as an apprentice, though it would be a more fancy word for "servant." you would be in charge of the huge family library by caits special request since she always saw your eyes get instantly huge upon witnessing how comprehensive it was. cait thought you would fancy the idea, she did. just like how she fancied you.

she was always looking at you, from day one. caitlyn knew that you had a poro mascot that you enjoyed to doodle in a specific corner of your notebooks. she demanded to be waken up earlier by the servants, not because she was eager for school or anything, but had to sit at certain spot that looked over yours. she watched as you spent your whole education as a loner, not a desperate one, but you took pride in being able to be enough for yourself and caitlyn though highly of you because of it. she immediately tried to steal a glance off of you after making a joke to see if you were laughing or not. and yes maybe she did smile to herself thinking about you, looking at your space a bit too long, making sure that her touch lingers on your hands as she receives your paper work.

why did she keep comparing your schedules to see if you'd take literature together? or why did she insist on you taking the extra credit for a class that didn't even matter so that she, as the professor's assistant, could grade your work and possibly put a little smiley face on it? cait didn't know. one thing she knew though, was that 12 year old caitlyn would never cause you to have such a look on your face. she wouldn't make you insecure about anything that had to do with you. that's why she knocked on your door, now that room renovations were done as well. hoping that you'd actually open, but still understanding if you'd rather not to.

after waiting for a while, getting quite cold since she basically thought coming to your door without a second plan in mind or a pair of socks was a good idea, caitlyn sighed as she closed her eyes. resting her forehead on your door, not trying to be nosey or anything but still hopeful of you feeling the same way.

"cait?" it was so faint that she would've missed it if she stopped to process it. her heart started beating so fast that she was hearing it in her ear drums, steadying her voice to not scare you even further.

"yes?" no response, you're not even sure what you were going with this to be honest. the only thing you knew, hearing her familiar footsteps made you get up from the couch that you've been sitting on for the last few hours.

you had a lot of time to think, to plan, to conquer. even your own conscience telling you to make them all regret. living in a make believe dream made you lost to the truth and to yourself. a zaunite, always a zaunite. nothing but a spawn of filth on the eyes of those who made your lives so miserable. you've lived your life as if it depended on luck, not being sure if you'd be alive tomorrow only to come upstairs??? just to forget about how your people were suffering because of the silly parties that these rich people were having?? and you? what about you coming here with the promises of going back down, to have a better zaunite, only to be the house playmate of the girl that you liked? shame on you.

but your fog of darkness vanished as soon as you heard caitlyn knock, it was her habit to knock with a rhythm even thought it was not necessary at all. you felt lighter, your sorrows still fresh as new but you didn't seem to mind now, not with her. they weren't clouding your mind anymore, your vision was clearer than ever.

"i don't know if i can make you understand, cait." your voice was cracking with the emotions you struggled to keep, you wanted to look strong and undefeatable even when talking to the woman you loved. realizing that you fell in love in the middle of making a life changing decision wasn't helping with the whole 'keep calm' mindset either.

"i don't need to understand, i only need you to be okay." you yanked the door, wood harshly hitting the wall, echo spreading throughout the whole corridor. you looked terrible, night gown swaying with air that was coming from your slightly open window. caitlyn looked rough around the edges too, she always tried her best to be as emotionally available as possible but you were successful in seeing through the cracks. she was wearing the ugly fangirl shirt you got her for caitlyn's coming of age party. you still remembered how horrified her parents were despite caitlyn's loud laughter. she always told you about how she was using it as a pajama but you were never fortunate enough to see it with your eyes.

and there she stood, with her seraphine shirt and big bags under her eyes. your heart filled with the overwhelming urge to hold her as close as possible and yet, you stood your ground. your family was never the touch-feely type, they much preferred to argue over their emotions. so seeing caitlyn close the gap in between you, hugging hard enough to make you gasp for air, you finally felt at ease after nearly six years of being here. in front of caitlyn, you didn't need to put on a façade, you didn't need to look strong or hard to argue. after staying in the exact same position for long enough, feeling her hands softly gather around your waist, you whispered with the strength that was left in your body.

"i won't let anyone get in our way, cait." she tensed, sensing the venom in your tone. caitlyn wasn't sure if you were just speaking from pain or if you were actually serious. if only she could see your eyes, the ones that lost their color after being mistreated for your whole life. but they were shining now, a light that caitlyn was very familiar with.

you only had that type of look when you were successful in finding the formula to the theory that you've been working on, only when you received bad news from back home, only when you saw a few guys that bullied you in the past asking you for help.

the type of shine you had in your eyes only when you were about to change things in a way that would last forever.

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