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Brook and Fountain | Caitlyn x Musician!GN!Reader

Word count: 6.5k Request: Hello since u write for zelda and arcane can you do caitlyn x reader who is extremely musically talented but was born in zaun idk maybe they met when she was with vi in the undercity ~ Anon Warnings: very slight mentions of parental death (reader's mother is alive, no mention of another parent)

AN: a long time coming! sorry for the wait, Anon! I've edited it honestly so many times, and I'm still not quite happy with it, tbh. too much plot and not enough soft this is the first piece I've ever written for Arcane so I might've gone a little crazy. it's also the first piece I've written for our girl Cait, so I just hope I've done her justice! {Gender neutral reader.}

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a ragged breath shuddered from her lips as Caitlyn leapt from one rooftop to another. lights dazzled far below her as she collided roughly with the edge. groaning, she hoisted herself up as fast as her aching arms would allow.

scaling down the heights of the base of Piltover to the crest of the Undercity had worn her muscles out more than she had expected; especially after watching her new friend fly from creaking pipe to bar and beam—without breaking a sweat. she had figured Vi was strong, sure, but her agility had caused Caitlyn to rethink the not-so wonderful possibilities she'd tried to gloss over in her mind.

and they quickly became a lot more plausible, as she finally pulled herself up onto the rooftop. wincing at her ribs which were most likely bruised, Caitlyn realised she could no longer see the darting shadow that was her accomplice.

"Vi?"

she got back to her feet, immediately coughing. what she had learnt about the Undercity's air had been an understatement: it was thick and claggy, sticking to her tongue, the roof of her mouth, her teeth. and she wasn't even in the belly of the beast yet.

"Vi!"

she had to shout to hear herself over the twisting of cogs far off in the murk that was the air down here. Caitlyn ran to the opposite end, following the sooty footprints that marred the rooftop. she'd expected to see Vi waiting below, readied with a quip about her uniform. she would've been very right—it offered no protection at all, and her protesting ribs were proof of that.

but there was nothing. the outline of another level below was either eluding her, or didn't exist at all.

Caitlyn scoured the surrounding pipes and wires and buildings veiled with smog. she assumed this man-made canyon of sorts was a street. somewhere far, far down. though who was to be sure?

she sighed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "guess i'm making my own way down, then.”

choosing the most robust-looking pipe further back—right by the cliffside that made the border between the two cities—she slid her way down another level. and then another. as she descended, the cogs grew distant but the cries and yells of the people below grew ever louder.

when the pipe ran out she spotted a lopsided ladder. scraping her knee to reach it, she began to descend a few more levels. there were walkways now, suspended in the air. some were covered in spray paint, or marked with intricate graffiti. the levels were surrounded by fog and populated by loitering shadows of people. however, her path did not seem to lead to any of them. only further downwards.

taking care at every wrung, Caitlyn managed to remain upright for most of her descent, and only fell a short distance once. she had landed on her feet that time, which could barely be said for when she finally touched the ground.

losing her grip, she had scuppered into a puddle, much to the entertainment of some haggard man opposite her. he was garbed in very little and by the way he staggered and lilted, was clearly very drunk.

she barely turned an eye towards him, and instead focused on the immense shadowy walls around her. she was in a stout alleyway of some kind, still near the cliff-face, but she could no longer see it. even the neon lights couldn't permeate into the shadows of the Undercity.

the smell was stronger now, completely inescapable. it was a cacophony: smoke, smog, the slight tinge of sewage, some alcohol, some oil, grease. it was far from the delicate candle wicks of home. and much like the smell, the sound was loud and roaring.

with a final sigh, as deep as she could manage, Caitlyn stepped out across uneven concrete and made her way towards the smokey glowing lights and hubbub.

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the people in the thick of the Undercity were not what she had imagined. they were garbed in patches of colour, dyes, augmented with metal or wraithed in it. she could see how they differed from those in Piltover; they were bolder, brasher, and she found herself gravitating to the edges of the street.

though she could not traverse without watching her step, her eyes stole glances everywhere.

the walkways above were strewn with people staring down below, debating and drinking. on either side of the road, with every other step there was an alleyway, obscured and smokey, haunted by shadows. the neon lights emblazoned shops, establishments like tattoo parlours and bars and brothels. one building billowed violet and haze far thicker than smog. there were the yells of a fight far off to the left, raucous laughter somewhere right, greasy food stalls aglow with flames and and a scent that permeated all the way up to where she was. the street was flooded with sensations.

it was rich—not in money, but in a new, unfamiliar way.

Caitlyn found herself in a plaza, and if she had to guess, she was in an entertainment district of sorts. the crowds were squeezing, abruptly shoving. they appeared to be queuing for a club lit with red haze and neon bars. though 'queue' perhaps wasn't the right word, as it was the opposite of orderly. the question of why they would wait so long to enter one particular place didn't occur to her, however, as her mind was preoccupied elsewhere.

through the throng was a flash of pink.

in an instant she was out of the shadows, in the thicket of people.

and even quicker was she out of them, confronted with a lanky man with fuchsia-dyed hair.

Caitlyn pressed her lips into a fine line as the man swaggered his way up to the bustling club. the dripping neon crimson glinted off his snarl as he bustled against the two heavy-set bouncers stood on guard. one look at their scowls was enough to indicate what was to follow, so hiding her head in her hood Caitlyn turned tail.

her thoughts raced. she had made sure to travel in the rough direction Vi had been sprinting in. checking the dim patterns of graffiti above she was certain she hadn't been turned around. but even after making her way so far in there was still no sign of her.

"i can't believe i was stupid enough to fall for this," she muttered, side-stepping just in time as a woman sashayed straight through the line and caused a butterfly effect. "i'll help you find Silco! the Undercity will eat you alive—well! i'm doing just fine, thanks!"

as if on cue, a ginormous figure lumbered out of a back alley. his skin looked as if it was hewn from rock, and he had an unwavering stare to boot. in a desperate attempt to avoid getting squashed, Caitlyn flung herself out of the way. her back slammed a wall as she stumbled several feet.

she cursed, staring up at the sky dejectedly. with a glance either side, she caught sight of a metal box attached to a series of pulleys. perhaps her luck had changed.

however, before she could make her way towards it, her ears caught a strange sound. at first she thought she had imagined it, as it was quickly swallowed by the noise of the crowd. but as she stilled and listened carefully… there it was again. a long tremolo note riding across the chatter and the smoke.

a violin.

of course the note wasn't strange in itself; it was a sound she recognised well, from the galas that she had attended with her parents. but it did not belong here. it was smoother and warmer than any part of this city, to the point she couldn't believe it was real, even as it lilted and flowed once more.

it sang from a place not too far from where she stood, a good few paces but mostly clear of people. as she approached she found the building was smaller and squatter than most, with round windows alight with auburn gold. inside there were many figures, murky in the condensation on the thick glass.

Caitlyn stood there for a moment, reasoning whether it would be wise to look for Vi or stay put.

stepping past a bickering couple, she searched for the door to find the iron-wrangled sign above it entirely mangled, as if it had been hammered and molten.

the door itself, however, was perfectly intact. manning it was a small creature with copious furry ears and a twitching curled tail. although, that was all Caitlyn could see as it was otherwise entirely hidden behind a large newspaper.

before she could debate with herself any longer, another note rang. this one was higher, before it dipped into a deeper hum. it was as if it was readying itself for a melody to come.

she headed straight to the door. looking to the 'guard' she waited for a response, but it did not peek out from behind the newspaper. and so she simply stepped inside.

a bell rang above her head as the door swung open with a lot less resistance than she expected. the glow of candlelight flickered in her eyes as the heat of the large main room engulfed her, and she added yet another reason as to why her uniform did not suffice. but quickly her attentions were enraptured by the tune that had brought her here.

there you were.

at the focus of the gathering, upon a tiny risen stage, you were robed in golden light. the sleeves of your white blouse—mocked up to look like the ones from the theatre—feathered down your arms to where you held your violin, poised. a single one of your fingers tapped a string as you levied your bow with a single graceful sweep.

your smile was bright, gleaming, magnetic. Caitlyn stared in awe, hanging onto your silence, your playful promise of a song to come.

your boot stomped onto a nearby stool, and you leaned into a bow. you admired how the bar erupted into raised pints, your eyes keen and glittering.

"shall you have it tonight?" you goaded. "shall i sing to you the tale of the bishy barnaby?"

"yes, please!" Caitlyn found herself calling through the crowd’s cheers, pleading you’d give everyone what they wanted. she didn't know what it would be, the song title was completely foreign to her, but she knew she needed to hear it.

in that moment, as you straightened and readied your bow, your eyes met brilliant blue. for a moment you were stunned. hidden amongst the crowd, stood between two regulars at the pub, was an unfamiliar face. but a very welcome one.

the newcomer was tall and slender, and by the way she held herself, very much not supposed to be here. but her gaze was caught on you, on your violin, and it was wondrous. you'd never seen someone so genuinely excited in your audience. her lips waiting in awe, waiting to smile. even beneath her small hood, she was as radiant as the full moon.

you grinned. you met her eye bravely, making sure she didn't look away. "if you want it, then you shall have it!"

and with a strong sweep of your bow, your melody began.

the words couldn't come to Caitlyn to describe what she was hearing. beautiful? vibrant? it wasn’t enough. the tune itself was unlike anything she’d ever heard, but the tone was of another world entirely.

your song was lively, whip-fast and brought the room to life—you animated what was already a roaring fire into something wild. your fingertips didn't miss a note, your bow not a single beat of the complicated rhythm that you wove.

your audience was cheering, stomping the beat, and your eyes glanced across to them, your smile never dimming, but Caitlyn found you returning to her every time. she couldn't help but smile, clapping along and praying that the heat of the building masked the heat on her cheeks.

you didn't sing once but your violin truly did. and Caitlyn was glad that you didn't, as she wasn't entirely sure if she could handle your singing voice.

as the crescendo built and a goblin-esque creature leapt onto the counter and began to dance, Caitlyn was overcome with laughter. and upon the sight, an acute sense of pride flooded your system.

you increased the vigour. with two electric notes your fingers danced into the final verse of your tale. you watched as the newcomer who had caught your attentions laughed even more, while several others began to dance too.

so you upped the tempo. you laid it on thick. those crystalline eyes returned to you, alight with glee and glorious wonder and in that moment you only played for her. notes spun while your bow flew. you added in double strings, extra vibrato. Caitlyn wasn't clapping anymore, simply caught in your song.

across the strings, straight to fourth as swift as the wind. one final strong note and a final stomp of your own. and there you finished.

the pub might've flooded with all the ale spilled as metal glasses clinked like drums. but you didn't care.

you raised you violin like a toast. "to all the good folk here at The Golden Coin, goodnight!"

as soon as you stepped off the stage, Caitlyn snapped out of her daze. her thoughts whirled but she couldn't bring herself to stop smiling. the dancing goblin creature yelled from the counter, "oi! y/n! when are you comin' back?!”

she searched the room where you'd just been, hoping to hear an answer, though you were nowhere to be found. she was about to head towards the bar counter when beside her, through the clatter of drinks and chatter, came a voice.

"want to get out of here?"

turning, her eyes widened. there you stood, a patchwork jacket and a large satchel over your shoulders. a violin case in one hand, the other offered to her.

Caitlyn wasn't sure what possessed her to agree with such vigour, but your smile indicated you didn't seem to mind.

"come on, it's easier to talk upstairs."

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within an instant you had scooped her hand into your own. your grip was firm, your fingers callused against her smooth skin. you weaved through the clientele like a snake, footsteps as well-practised with dodging drunkards as your hands were with your instrument.

Caitlyn was initially shocked but inevitably glad that you had hold of her as you made your way to the stairwell. after being bolstered about by several large bodies losing sight of the walls she would've gotten immediately lost for sure.

soon the two of you were on the narrow stairs, which were free of people. you glanced back at her, letting her hand go rather suddenly. "sorry about that," you chirped, "not dizzy, right?"

"not yet, though it is very hot!" she fanned herself as if you weren’t going to believe her. and then she shoved her hand back down to her side, feeling rather silly.

"tell me about it," you chuckled, shaking your head. "no open windows in this place. not that it would likely make a difference. come on."

the two of you reached the top of the staircase. Caitlyn expected you to lead her round onto the rickety landing and into one of the rooms, but instead you came to a halt barely round the corner of the banister. too busy looking at the tears in the pinkish paint on the walls, she bumped into you.

"evening."

confused, Caitlyn peered over your shoulder to find a lanky man standing in the nearest doorway. he was shrouded in dark greys and reds, his waistcoat too big on his frame, and a little too dark for his skin tone. he looked as if he had emerged from a grave, pallid with unblinking sunken eyes that stared into her soul.

the sound downstairs muffled as he leered, face twisting into anger.

she knocked her head down.

she hoped she passed it off as out of respect, but she knew too well it was not. she levelled her breathing as best she could as the man silently passed her, letting the door slam shut behind him. his eyes bore into her skin as he stalked down the stairs.

his footfalls were too heavy for a man so light. and his eyes flashed in her thoughts: harsh and dark and glimmering with something akin to malice.

unsettled, she swallowed thickly, deciding to work up some courage to turn around and face him as he descended. but before she could look upon him once more, you snorted.

"well that was rude!"

Caitlyn's attentions whipped back to you. you weren't even sparing the man a glance, just looking at the door and then back to her, eyes wide. "slamming the door like that? Pen is not going to let him board in here again, that's for sure! some people, honestly..."

as you muttered, you reached up and tugged a chord hanging in the corner. a flap in the ceiling opened, and an ancient ladder complained endlessly as it unfolded.

when it clanged against the wall, Caitlyn couldn't help but flinch. you must have caught it in the corner of your eye as you immediately offered her a reassuring smile. "you alright? honestly, don’t worry about him. those types aren't worth your time."

“i've dealt with worse...” Caitlyn nodded, slowly making her way to the ladder. “is this going to break on me?"

you pursed your lips. "probably not?" seeing her fold her arms you insisted, "no, no it won't! i promise! but, you gotta go first, it's cooler if you get to see it without me standing in the way."

"what's up there anyway?" Caitlyn cocked her head playfully. "and why should i trust you?"

"what's up there? a somewhat hidden gem, which i promise is worth it! as for why you should trust me," you pondered for a moment, "obviously because this face is too memorable to forget! which means if i did get in trouble, i would be so incredibly easy to track down! you'd have no issue seeking your revenge."

"you're just that famous around here, huh?" she laughed, shaking her head. she turned to make her way up the ladder. the metal protested eagerly, but did not break. as she headed up she knew it was going to take a while for her eyes to adjust due to just how dark it was up there. even so, she peered downwards as she climbed to check on you. and there she spotted you glaring towards the stairwell. it was quite jarring seeing your face laden with such a frown.

soon enough Caitlyn ran out of wrungs and was up on the roof of The Golden Coin. it was an enclosed space. the building seemed to be squeezed between two towering walls of stone and iron sheets either side. pipes littered the edges, shooting steam and dripping questionable liquids. several beams lead to who knew where, and above was the dark shape of another level. the edge of the roof was lined with a rusted railing, making it a sheltered balcony.

or a secret hideout, Caitlyn mused. as she noticed the small lopsided stools and old gas lamp off to the side, she realised you'd had the same idea. she stepped forward, coaxed by the a stack of crumpled papers secured by a stone on an upside down box, when she finally regarded the star of the show.

the wall on the opposite side of the street was a vertical gallery. upon its dominating face stretching high into the cityscape, drapes of colours cut through its cold demeanor. there were streaks of names and taglines, faces etched in dripping paints, abstract symbols. some were hasty, others crude, many calculated and one or two effortless. hundreds of different styles and merging into one, swirling into one storm of art.

she approached the edge, as far as she could go. she pulled down her hood, transfixed.

"pretty, right?" you said, coming to stand beside her.

her hands felt across the air until they rested on rest on the rail. she couldn't summon the words to describe what she was witnessing.

as she couldn't draw her eyes away, that sense of pride filtered through your chest once again. "nothing like topside, i bet."

finally she tore herself away, but only for a moment. "when you said upstairs, i figured you meant up... stairs, but... this...!"

"you really aren't from round here are you?" you giggled, dropping your violin case at your feet to admire the view for yourself. you traced its familiar lines in your head, taking in a few of your favourites in particular. you wondered which ones your newcomer marvelled first. "i'm y/n, and you are?"

"Caitlyn."

when she was finally able to tear her eyes away from the sights properly this time, she found you grinning rather proudly. "that's a lovely name. you take after it well."

Caitlyn couldn't help the bubbles that fizzed in her chest. she huffed, regarding the masterpiece opposite her once more. "not as lovely as that, i would argue. what... is it?"

you tutted, leaning against the railing. "it's The Big Eastern-Side Mural, as named by me. though if you want to be more technical, it's a patchwork of hundreds of graffiti. the canvas: an old crusty factory—it's repurposed now." you pointed off to the corner of the building. "that's the only walkway to get up there. takes a lot of balance. not my sort of venture, though. these fingers are made more music, and i quite prefer the view here."

you eyed her up carefully, smile faltering ever so slightly. the wonder in her eyes was making your heart skip, but also the worry creep in. the man downstairs flashed into your mind. "what brings you here? to the old Coin, or should i say the Undercity in general?"

"well," Caitlyn hummed, "it's a bit of a long story."

"i've got time."

it was her turn to eye you. you were relaxed, your back to the railing and elbow poised gracefully upon it. you exuded a gentleness she hadn't expected down here. she came forward to lean against the railing, returning to the city below.

and avoiding your gaze, she explained everything to you. well, not everything—she skipped the major details such as names, the prison and her reason to be down there. but enough that you hummed in acknowledgement.

"as for here specifically, that's you. i heard your violin outside." finishing with a shrug, she then grimaced. "wait, is it really that obvious? that i'm not...?"

you laughed apologetically. "don't want to burst your bubble, but the uniform isn't exactly subtle..."

"it was a very quick turn around! i was able to grab this small cloak-thing before i left but—" Caitlyn sighed, running her fingertips across her arm wraps. "i don't even know what this uniform is good for at this point. it doesn't keep me cool or warm, doesn't protect me from getting bruised, it's truly—"

"are you ok?"

your question was sudden, so sudden it took Caitlyn by surprise. "oh. yes. a little bruised but—"

your face was still crumpled in concern. "bruised? what happened?"

"the journey down, the Undercity parkour," she tried to joke, but you didn't laugh. "it was an... experience. i just messed up a jump."

the tension loosened in your jaw. "oh, i see! i thought you'd gotten jumped! was wondering if i needed to have words with someone."

"well, there was this old drunkard who laughed at me when i slipped in a puddle..." the smile returned to your lips, and Caitlyn had to ignore how it sparked the corners of her own too. hesitantly, she asked: "hey, i'm glad that you showed me this, it's a pretty sight. but... why?"

a moment passed.

what to tell her, what not to tell her... you spun the ideas around in your mind. you didn't want to disrupt her wonder; you couldn't name a single time you'd witnessed a topsider admire your home with lights in their eyes. but you knew your home all too well, too.

you took a deep breath. "like i said, you're not from round here. and people can sense it from a mile away. remember that creep downstairs?"

"yeah. why did he act like that? who is he?"

"i have no idea. but there are many like him. i figured someone like you wouldn't be down here without good reason, as you've put yourself in a pretty precarious position, but... i just... wanted to tell you to be careful, really." you offered her a playful wink. "and introduce myself properly, of course. gotta be welcoming to newcomers, right? or they'll never come back and give you their dime again!"

she scoffed. "but i didn't even give you any money!"

you feigned horror, pacing away from her in your facade. "how dare you! Caitlyn, I cannot believe—!"

"i'm sorry! i'm sorry! you absolutely deserve it, hang on." she began to fish about in the pouch at her hip, but you quickly stopped her with a waggle of your hand.

"no, no, i'm only teasing. you don't need to pay me."

"i know you are, but you can't just play for free!" she huffed. "please, i insist! your music is... unlike anything else i've heard."

as soon as you returned to the railing, you were presented with her. there were those bright blue eyes once again, transfixed on you wholly. this time they were firm, unwavering in a whole new way.

and in your mind, a few harmonic notes played.

you tried to look elsewhere, but you only ran into her silky dark hair, bangs framing her delicate face; then her hand, fingers slender and offering several golden coins. the dim light did only did you a single favour, and that was not reflecting her face to fluster you any more.

you shook your head, feeling your cheeks heat up. you tilted your head ever so slightly so that it was shadowed, and gently furled her fingers back over her money. "you're too kind, Caitlyn. but i can't accept that."

she let you close her hand, and push it back to her. but her stare didn't let up. tucking the money away, Caitlyn cocked her head, before levying it on her palm. "fine. can i see your violin?"

"of course!"

leaping to your case you brought out the instrument. the wood had a mottled grain and a rich hue. the bridge was dusted with rosin that you'd not yet swept away, and on the underside of the chinrest you'd strapped several folded shreds of cloth for extra padding. it was well-used, tuning pegs darkened with only two strings that matched in exact colour. but Caitlyn could tell it was made with a talented hand; it looked no different to the ones she'd seen at the balls she'd attended with her parents.

and once more you were struck with her wonder.

"it's beautiful."

you sighed bittersweetly. "last one my mum ever made."

"Janna, y/n, i'm so sorry!"

you blinked at her until the penny dropped. "oh! no, she's not dead!" you chuckled, placing the violin back in its case and locking it shut. "she just had to give up the trade because materials became too scarce. and, you know, gotta afford to live."

"even so, that's quite sad," she said slowly, "which is exactly why you must let me pay you."

you sucked in air as you bit your lip. "oh, you are stubborn...!"

"wouldn't have ended up in this uniform if i wasn't."

a laugh bubbled up before you could stop it. you drew nearer, squinting into the haze far off to the left. "listen, one day i'll be performing up there."

Caitlyn followed your nod upward, finding the top of the crevice that formed the multi-level street. at the crest there was the blooming pale glow of the city far above. her home. the sheer distance abruptly stormed into her mind, and Caitlyn suddenly felt rather small. she kept a straight face, watching you, making sure you didn't notice.

no, you were caught up in your musings, a smirk on your lips. "once i'm up there, money won't even matter at all. and my mum can go back to making violins, violas, damn she may even be able to make a cello! and we'll get to live comfortably." and now there was a teasing glint in your eye. "perhaps... if you really want to help... you keep the cash on you, and instead put in a good word for me!"

"me?!"

you laughed, mirroring her in leaning on the railing, brushing her shoulder with yours. "yes, you! you're from up there, aren't you? or are you just some strange kiss-o-gram?"

"a what? no! how could i be—?" she laughed incredulously. "do people do that down here? dress up as—? to—?!"

"well, not that i've seen, but then again i'm not exactly one to buy their services." you couldn't hide your grin. "that being said, i think you'd be successful!"

"oh, stop it...!" she batted her hand, "this uniform is definitely not for protection that's for sure, but it's not... it's not good for that either—"

"i wasn't talking about the uniform, Caitlyn."

silence fell across the balcony. Caitlyn's eyes widened as her heart lurched. her thoughts swirled as she replayed what you'd said. as she blushed, she hoped the lights obscured it. meanwhile, the confidence that you had dripped from your smirk had dissipated in a moment.

"sorry, i didn't mean like, you would should go into that job or anything, i just meant that you are—um." you cleared your throat, readjusting your jacket hem.

as you did so Caitlyn caught your own flushed cheeks and looked away, biting her lip to keep herself from teasing you. "i know what you meant. thank you. and you're not too bad looking yourself!"

"that's good to know!" you fixed your hair. "i'm a performer, not just the musician. a double-threat! that's what makes me... successful." you trailed off again.

as quiet settled over the two of you, Caitlyn turned back to the sights below for a distraction. she opted to have another look for Vi in the crowds, though it was ineffective as she kept finding herself checking the corner of her eye, seeing what you were up to. your expression was rather plain, the tinge of awkwardness still there, but otherwise lost in thought. you were absently playing with your fingers.

cute, she thought. and in a desperate attempt to stop those thoughts from running their course, Caitlyn broached the silence. "so, these are your streets, right? the person that was leading me around, her name's Vi. do you know her?"

your brain leapt back into the real world, and straight into gear. you muttered the name a few times, before, "the name does sound familiar, but i haven't heard it in a while. a long while, now that i think about it."

"seven years? or so?"

you looked surprised. "well, if i had to give a more exact guess... but it's really hard to tell because a lot goes on down here. place changes more than the weather." you scratched the back of your neck. "sorry, i can't give you any more than that. i would like to help out if i can. do you know where you were headed?"

"um... no, she didn't say." Caitlyn avoided your gaze, scouring the passing crowds below instead once again. not that it was very effective, as she felt you watching her. wondering if she'd been caught out, she found herself glancing back to you. "what?"

"have you got a plan?"

she exhaled. "wait? i guess. easier for her to find me if i stay in one place. if she decides to look for me, that is."

you thought for a moment, folding your arms. "she'll come back for you." your words were firm.

"you think so?"

you snorted. "if she doesn't, well, she's pretty dumb. and i'll tell her that, if i run into her, how's that? ooh! i could write a song about her! at what a bad decision it was leaving you behind—!"

"there's no need for that! she's not... i'm not..." Caitlyn rolled her eyes, spinning round so that she had her back to the view. the lights only illuminated her back, now, and her face was cast half into shadow. as she tried to find her answer, searching for words that didn't seem to want to come together, your mind was spinning. your fingers itched to play. a new melody was finding its feet in your head. she was like the moon.

"i think i'd much rather have a song about me than the time i got left behind for not running fast enough...! as that would be embarrassing," she finally said, but soon after mumbled, "though would a song about me be any less?"

"absolutely." you knew she meant the first part as a joke, but your fingers were tapping the railing in a search for a rhythm. it was beginning to fall into sync with the first few bars of the new melody.

your eyes were sparkling. at first Caitlyn thought it was just the neon lights below, but there was something more tinging them.

"it wouldn't be embarrassing at all, Caitlyn. having a song about you is inevitable. it happens to all of us, eventually." you chewed your lip as the melody paused for a moment, waiting for more input. you mumbled, "it's doable. it's very doable..."

Caitlyn wanted to ask what you were talking about, but decided not to. cogs were turning in your head, and she didn't want to disrupt them.

the two of you had your backs resting against the railing. the glare of the lights below could only be reflected in your cheeks now, and even in the dark Caitlyn glowed. the melody sparked by her continued, while unbeknownst to you, she came to the same conclusion about you.

having to look upon her again to find the next part of the tune made you realise she was waiting. you hushed an apology, explaining, "what i mean is, inspiration can flow from many, many places. some flow like a brook, others like a fountain. occasionally you get the odd stone. but people aren't any different. and well, you..."

before you could continue, a cacophony of discordant loud shouts stomped over the melody as well as your peace. you recognised the sounds all too well: a fist cracking a bone, a body hitting the ground. you whipped round and peered down as she did. her brows furrowed until her expression melted into a sheepish grimace.

on the street was a scrap, though it was rather one sided. the stony man from earlier Caitlyn recognised, and he was trying to hold another man back, while a woman with pink hair shoved someone else to the ground.

"is... that your Vi?" you asked, bemused.

"well, i really wouldn't say she's mine. but yes, that's Vi."

you nodded in understanding, standing a little taller. "told you she'd come back."

she agreed with a small smile. although she pulled away from the railing, her feet came to a quick halt. "i should go down, shouldn't i?"

"probably, yeah."

"before she knocks someone out. or gets knocked out. most likely the first one."

"most definitely."

your eyes met. you distinctly wondered if she struggled to hold your gaze as you did hers. "come back here, sometime."

she paused, eyes narrowing. "will you be here?"

"well, i do have other places on my 'grand tour' if you will, but uh..." you trailed off, fake grandeur dissipating. "yeah. most likely. on the off-chance i'm not though, you can ask the bouncer, Po. they usually know where i'm headed."

there was a moment where you weren't sure she was going to agree.

"then i'll make sure to do that."

you barely hid your shaky exhaled breath as your heartbeat returned to somewhat-normal. you were somewhat grateful for the chorus of shouts that picked up again for bringing you back to earth. you searched vacantly for the source below, giving yourself an excuse to look away. "you really need to go. best of luck handling everything!"

she thanked you, hastily making her way towards the ladder. when you heard her footfalls you instantly turned away from the light of the street. seeing her back, you cursed yourself out. that was your last chance to take in her features before she left—because who knew what the future held? you certainly would be praying to any god that would listen that she would find her way back so you could talk to her again, but this was the Undercity. and she was from Piltover. she was an enforcer. the realisation of how much luck had swayed in your way that night sunk in and winded you. as well as the confusion.

but right then, before your very eyes, she stopped. she was stood next to the ladder. and then she was a step away from it, her back no longer turned to you. it was dark in the shadows but there was her smile. and you were enraptured.

"i just wanted to say, y/n, i really enjoyed your song."

her voice, too. you committed it to memory—her sweet tone, her accent. you barely registered the high words of praise she was giving you.

"you deserve to have the grandest stage in Piltover."

Caitlyn watched you fumble for words, your mouth hanging open like a fish. she would've laughed if she hadn't felt just as silly doing such a dramatic turn around. she felt as if she was in one of those flimsy romance books. regret washed over her until she remembered that they always had happy endings. and considering the street she was about to run into again, the leering not-quite-man from earlier, the trail she was following, and the light-hearted nature of this moment coming to an end—that idea was rather comforting.

once your brain had thoroughly short-circuited, you mustered up: "thank you. that means a lot. especially from you."

her smile was small. "i'll see you soon."

she said it with such certainty that despite everything, you believed her.

"we'll see each other again, Caitlyn." you gave her a wave, which she mirrored.

and before you could register it, she had dipped down the ladder and was out of sight. she was gone.

well, she's not gone just yet, you reasoned, she's just a level below.

but then you waited, counting the seconds. she was likely down the stairs by now, you guessed. and then out of the door. you heard the bell ring, you could've sworn it.

but your feet didn't move. you just stood wordless in the dark. her laugh replayed in your thoughts, and the first thing you looked at after she left was your violin.

her melody began to play in your head.

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angelltheninth · 4 months

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how about arcane x reader with how they act when there drunk?

(I imagine Vi to be quite the flirt lol)

Please and thank you!

Oh boy, yeah, I bet they would all be fun in their own way.

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Silco, Vander, Sevika, Viktor, Jayce, Mel x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, drinking alcohol, flirting, cuddles, teasing, literal sleeping together, headache

A/N: I'm really tired today so I'll make this one quick. I really hope it's just a cold.

Jinx is a really happy drunk. If you think she's hyperactive when she's sober then you haven't seen anything yet. You can hardly keep up with the things that she's talking about and they begin to get less and less understandable. The only way to get her to stop is to kiss her.

Vi does get very flirty with you after a few drinks. Usually she's more of a woman of actions then words but she really loosens up with her feelings when she's drunk. She has nothing but compliments to give you, even as her eyes drift closed she needs to tell you she loves you.

Caitlyn will get a lot more touchy with you. She calls you her darling at the end of every sentence like she wants to make sure everyone gets that you're together. As if the many kisses you've shared weren't enough of a message to them.

Ekko is a huge cuddler when he drinks. He will wrap his arms around you and keep you close against him, absentmindedly kissing your neck. There's nowhere he would rather be right now then holding you against him, slightly buzzed but really happy.

Silco lets himself fall asleep on your shoulder when he gets drunk. But just because he's asleep doesn't mean he's ready to let you go just yet. One of his arms still has a hold on you, keeping you by his side until he wakes up, reacting to every forehead kiss with a smile.

Vander actually starts singing when he's drunk. He has a nice voice too but he would never take that compliment without getting drunk first. That's why everyone really looks forward to him at any kind of celebration, it's always loud with him around.

Sevika can't stop kissing you when she gets drunk. Won't let anything stop her in her quest of making you breathless, not even you telling her she needs to sleep this off. Yes, her headache will be horrible the next day, but a kiss can fix that too.

Viktor doesn't drink that often actually but when he does he goes off on a million different tirades. He changes topics way too quickly too, laughing every time he manages to confuse you. He also talks about how lucky he is to have you in his life, so happy.

Jayce insists that he can carry you to bed while he's drunk. Although he ends up tripping over his own feet and the both of you fall down, very ungracefully. He won't let that get in the way of his kisses, but he does fall asleep fairly quickly so you're left cuddling with him.

Mel only drinks at celebrations and even then she rarely gets drunk, she has a reputation to keep after all. When she does get drunk she can get very openly affectionate, so much so that you have to lead her away because you can't handle her teasing without kissing her.

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astridselixir · 7 months

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A/n: I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED A DRAFT. I’M ACTUALLY CRYING. I FEEL SO UPSET. It was my first request too :(( This was a request from an anon but I also lost that when I deleted the draft, so anon, wherever you are, I’m sorry 🥹💔 Have this as an apology 😭

Characters: Caitlyn, Vi, Sevika, Jinx

Summary: Hcs when you sleep with them <3

Warnings: none. Just fluff and a bit suggestive ig

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Caitlyn

☆彡 Caitlyn is definitely clingy when you two sleep together. Like she just throws herself on you and she’s not ashamed of it, in fact, she’s proud of it.

She also really loves being held and will never pass up the opportunity to be the little spoon. Especially after a tiring day of work as an enforcer (with her coworkers being an ass to her), one simple hug from you and it’s as if her problems floated away. “Magic” as she would call it.

Her favorite position to sleep in would be wherein her face is all smushed up against your chest/belly. She loves it so much because it’s as close as she can get to you, letting her know that you were there and just within arms reach.

Although you aren’t sure how she gets into this specific position or how she moves without you noticing, but hey, it’s Caitlyn, you would love her even with her strange ways.

And of course, there’s the occasional worry that she might not be getting enough oxygen with her face buried onto you like that. You’ve brought this up to her a few times but she always dismisses that fact and would sometimes retort with something cheesy like: “Why would I need air when I have you, my love?” She’s such a romantic it’s adorable.

But besides that fact, sleeping with Caitlyn is always warm and comfortable. One that you can freely call a “safe haven”. Free from worries and doubts the minute she’s in your arms.

☆彡 Vi will most definitely not let you go if she doesn’t feel like it. And it doesn’t help the fact that she has an iron grip, so you know damn well there’s no way of resisting once you’re in her hold.

Let’s be real, Vi’s had a rough life so naturally, it would be hard for her to show affection. It’s something she’s ashamed of and tries her hardest to change whenever she’s with you. She’ll always try to be the best version of herself because that’s just how much she loves you.

She’s never been good with words since she’s learned how to solve problems with her fists, so it takes a bit of adjusting when you first get into a relationship together.

Because she’s not good with words, she shows her affection through actions more. These actions can be many things. From walking you home, to giving you meaningful gifts, to always taking care of you. But of course, her favorite is spending time with you and touching you anytime she can. And cuddles is the number one option when it comes down to it.

Vi is also definitely the type to whisper sweet nothings into your ear while giving you featherlight kisses all over your face, hoping to ease any pent up stress within your system as she holds you close to her.

She’s such a big softie when it comes to you and she’s not complaining <3

Sevika

☆彡 Just like Vi, you are trapped the minute Sevika pulls you down on your shared bed. She’s not afraid to cage you in her arms, causing your vision to be obscured by her muscles— which is a heavenly sight by the way. But, she knows you wouldn’t complain. And she also knows you like it too much to do so.

It’s not hard to tell that Sevika is much larger than you. Her tall frame and physique is enough to let everyone know that. You on the other hand, you’re much smaller. Not only in height but in weight too. You’re short and light, something Sevika finds adorable.

Now, let’s get something straight; Sevika isn’t soft, she’s stern and aggressive, which contrasts to your kind and lively personality.

Because of this, she isn’t afraid to tone her emotions down so you’ll be more comfortable, which is also why she’s so careful with you whenever you guys are cuddling or sleeping together— I mean, she doesn’t want to accidentally suffocate you in the middle of sleeping now does she?

Although, cuddling with Sevika either ends up becoming a make out session or her giving you multiple hickies that are impossible to cover. This woman’s libido is just too high and you are living for it.

Jinx

☆彡 Jinx 100% wraps her arms and legs around your body when you two are sleeping. She clings onto for dear life and her grip is always firm, as if not allowing you to leave unless she says so.

And her hair is most definitely just sprawled everywhere; on your face, your body, over the edge of the bed, everywhere.

She’s your unhinged, blue-haired Rapunzel 💙

Jinx is also a tease. You guys could be having such a sweet time cuddling and she’d slip her hands up your shirt and graze the skin of your stomach purposely, just to see your flustered reaction to her touch. She loves how quickly your face turns to a shade of crimson and the momentary panic in your eyes once you realize what she’s doing.

But other than that, Jinx is clingy. Like REALLY clingy.

When you guys sleep together, she would unconsciously nuzzle her face on your neck, smiling in content once she’s sure that you really are there and not just a figment of your imagination.

Because of Jinx’s past, she’s had a hard time accepting and giving affection. She’s so afraid that the minute she let’s her guard down, you’ll just get up and leave her— but you proved her wrong. You were there when Jinx was having her episodes, her breakdowns, practically all of her moments in darkness. You stayed beside her and comforted her through them.

And then and there she knew, she knew it was you she wanted to be with for life.

You were her everything. Her sanctuary, her sun, her life, her lover. She would do anything to keep you beside her, even if it meant needing to kill. But she would only resort to that if someone had badly hurt you. She’s learned to keep her impulsiveness in check since she doesn’t want to scare you off.

She knows she’s too much to bear but you’ve reassured her that she’s your too much.

And Jinx isn’t sure how many times she’s loved you even more.

(A/n: AAA FINALLY DONE. I hope you guys like it! And anon, wherever you may be, I hope you find this 😭 Thank you guys for reading and have a great day!)

#arcane x reader #arcane #jinx x reader #jinx arcane #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #vi arcane #vi x reader #caitlyn arcane #caitlyn x reader #fluff #headcannons

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characters | vi, caitlyn, ellie williams, kassandra of sparta, eivor varinsdottir

fandoms | arcane, the last of us ii, assassins creed valhalla & odyssey

warnings | none, you can show this to your nan (except there is a smidge of suggestiveness in kassandra’s but it’s still senior citizens safe)

In denial

The way she sees it, it’s just another person she cares about that could get hurt or worse

Which she doesn’t want to go through again

So she keeps it locked away, opting to just be there for you whenever you need her

Despite this mental agreement she has with herself, she still finds moments where all she can think about is you. Your smile, your laugh, your kindness, your soft gaze..

She is constantly around you, following you like a lost puppy. Not that you mind, Vi on the other hand realises she does it embarrassingly often and the part of her that’s in denial low-key hopes her constant presence annoys you, so you’ll avoid her

So she can get rid of that constant ache in her chest whenever she looks at you

It was like that for months, Vi trying to shove down those feelings while simultaneously being comforted by the daydreams of you and her while you both got closer

Her plans to keep it to herself became more painful as time went on because thoughts of you being with someone else or just losing you in general, plagued her

After a particularly bad nightmare that had elements of those worries, she found herself in your bed wrapped in your arms. You didn’t ask when she came through your window, just understood that she needed comfort. Which is another thing she loved about you

That arrangement wasn’t new, her sharing your bed. Especially after bad dreams. So you thought nothing of it and tried your best to make her feel better in whatever way she needed

Her head was buried in your chest, listening to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm knocking on her little ‘in denial’ door. She realised she couldn’t take it anymore, so fuck it

She mumbled her confession into your skin, her words freezing the hand that traced patterns on her back. Everything made sense

You kissed her forehead and she relaxed, somehow melting even more into you

caitlyn

Hopeless romantic

Met you at your job in a local cafe, which has become her most frequented spot as of late. For no apparent reason

Since that day, she has anonymously sent numerous bouquets of flowers to your workplace, addressed to you which were all accompanied by sweet little notes

While she had a raging crush, she was still shy and wasn’t sure

She would always make sure to chat with you, delighting in the smiles and laughs you gave her

She looked forward to her lunch breaks, because she got to spend them with you. And on those days where your breaks matched with each other, she’d spend that time with you while trying to contain her giddiness

You know that investigation journal she has? Don’t tell me she doesn’t have a personal one where she blushes about her crush on you

After fiercely debating with herself, she mustered the confidence to ask you out on a date. When you said yes, her eyes lit up and she had to stop herself from jumping up in excitement. Instead covering it with a warm smile and pressing a soft kiss to your hand like the gentlewoman she is

She treated you like a princess on the date

But, one thing she was doing was keeping the conversation on you. Especially when it came to topics you were interested in. She did that on purpose, as she thought she would bore you if she started talking about the things she likes to study herself and her interests

However, that was quickly shutdown when you caught on to it and informed her that in fact, you were very interested in her various knowledge. Finding it endearing how she’d talk with her hands when she got passionate about a topic or just something she was interested in

It warmed her to the core. As if she couldn’t adore you any more

The night couldn’t have gone any better

ellie

Very shy

Sketches you all the time in her journal

I feel like she’s much more of ‘I show my interest/love for you in my actions’ type person, at least in this case

A common thing she’s found herself saying to you since her feelings developed is ‘I saw this and thought you might like it’

Another one would be ‘wanna watch a movie?’

She finds herself more quiet around you, settling for soft smiles rather than words. Something Jesse has definitely noticed and definitely teases her endlessly about

Has to look away from your gaze because if she locks eyes with you for more than 5 seconds she’ll start flushing and stumbling over her words

Fiddles with her sleeves or the hem of jumper/top whenever she speaks to you

Once she gets more comfortable in realising that you do like her, as a friend at least, she’ll start getting more bold

Teasing you, annoying the shit out of you..just plain messing with you.

But also hugs you tight, rests her head in your lap, letting you borrow her books and clothes etc

Speaking of you borrowing her clothes, the first time she saw you wear one of jumpers was the day she thought she was gonna combust

It was another night of hanging out at her place, playing video games while Ellie tried her absolute best to not blush while you rested your head on her shoulder

You noticed she was stiff and asked her if she was alright, to which she adamantly assured you she was fine

So you snuggled into her more, head now resting on her chest

There was no way you didn’t feel her heart hammering against your ear. Butterflies did the same in her stomach

You suspected the exact reason why, and dropped the bomb on her

“Jesse told me y’know, about your crush on me”

Her previous blush drained from her face as she froze

You sat up and kissed her cheek, and waited for her brain to start working again

When it did, she cupped your chin gently and slowly brought your lips to hers. Giving you time to pull away

But you didn’t

kassandra

Immediately starts flirting with you

At any given moment - oh, you’re cooking? She asks what else those fingers can do, oh she’s bleeding out and almost dying? Declares how pretty you look under the moonlight

Aside from her flirting and teasing, she believes you’re a literal goddess and cannot stop the golden light that erupts within her every time you look at her

Always keeps an eye on you, even when she’s not there. Whether it be through close contacts of hers or through Ikaros. She’d be heartbroken if something happened to you, especially if it’s someone wanting to get back at her

Another huge romantic, does everything she can to make you smile and feel special

Wants to be around you all the time, no matter what you’re doing. Whether it be a quick trip to a market or you’re just tending plants at home, you’ll be guaranteed to have a tall misthios shadow beside you

Needs to touch you or she’ll die

If you allow her, she’ll have you in her arms whenever - in hugs, around your waist, on your shoulders or simply just holding your hand. She’s addicted

Plays with your hair a lot, doesn’t even realise she’s doing it half the time

Finds herself smiling just at the mere thought of you

After a awhile of all this, she confesses (if you hadn’t figured it out already, she was being as cloudy as glass)

It was a scorching day when she brought you on her ship. Sea spray tickled your cheeks as you gazed at the ever rocking horizon. Kassandra kept a tight hold of your waist as you leaned over the side to watch the waves cascade against the gliding ship.

She was excited, to put it lightly. To have you on her ship, enjoying yourself as much as you seemed to be

Her chin was rested on your scalp, before her lips brushed the shell of your ear

She whispered everything - the way you made her feel, how beautiful you were, how much she desired you…

Her heart soared when you stood on the tips of your toes to kiss her

eivor

Keeps it a secret for the longest time. Like I’m talking, over a year

She felt comfortable around you, found herself to feel lighter in your presence

She realised just how far deep in she was when she got jealous of Sigurd just talking with you - a ridiculous thought, but a thought that confirmed her passion

The poetry that wrote itself in her mind from your gaze was another tell tale

Now when she’s on raids, she always has to bring something back for you and pass it off as something like - ‘you mentioned you needed something to match your hair’ or ‘thought this might be of use to you’

Is very careful to not be drunk around you after numerous times she flirted with you in that state of mind (foreshadowing) To which she hoped you passed it off as her being a drunken fool

She still apologised each time though

Another gentlewoman - pulls chairs out for you, lends you her cloak, opens doors for you etc

Treats you more like a queen than anything else - you need something done? She’s the first to offer, some fools disrespect you? She tears them down in your name

Speaking of that, she’s very protective. Keeping close to you just at the slightest whiff of danger

She trains you, wanting to provide a way to protect you even when she’s not around

Brings you food all the time

Much like Vi, she finds herself in your bed after a bad dream or vision

Talking to you about it really helps her, she doesn’t feel judged

She feels equal, safe enough to be vulnerable with you

It was a night much like that, except for the bad dreams. No, she was just too drunk to make it back to her own place

She can be a very sensitive drunk, emotions always right there on the surface

So as soon as her head lays down on your stomach, she’s off describing her adoration for you, how warm you make her feel, how she wishes for a future with you…

You didn’t get to hear more because she drifted off to sleep, but you’d heard enough

In the morning, she tried to sneak out without waking you. Embarrassed beyond belief

But your hand gripping her wrist stopped her and you tugged her back

She hesitated but gave in to your embrace, waiting

You kissed her temple with a smile and giggled

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fandomnerd9602 · 2 months

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Cold Shoulder, Warm Heart

Killer Frost x Reader Headcanons

Request by @konstantin609

You’re a member of the infamous Task Force X or the Suicide Squad. Lover to one Caitlyn Snow or as she’s more commonly known Killer Frost.

Wrongly convicted for a crime you didn’t commit, you were sent to Blackgate Prison.

Waller had you transferred to Belle Reve and made you a member of her team.

Your skills include hacking, explosive work, sharpshooting and surprisingly being a good leader to the team.

Snow saved you from being eaten by King Shark on day one. She found you a nice change of pace.

You treated her kindly and as an equal rather than the cat calling or leering that she normally received.

You worked twelve missions together before snow kissed you. Didn’t take long for the two of you to start dating.

Waller lets you two live together in a little house she has on site. It’s better than living in a cell separated from one another.

Caitlyn loves hugging you from behind and zapping you playfully with little blasts of snow.

She loves it when you hold her in your arms while cuddling by the fireplace.

Killer Frost, the woman you can’t live without. Maybe some day you and her will be able to retire from the Suicide Squad.

#killer frost #killer frost x reader #dc comics #dc comics fluff #dc comics imagine #Caitlyn snow #caitlin snow #suicide squad #the suicide squad #Batman assault on Arkham

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theprettyarachnid · 10 months

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bathing with viktor/jayce

a/n: my uterus feels like it’s going through a laffy taffy machine and i want this surgery done as soon as possible

warnings: semi-nsfw

viktor

🕷️ very reluctant to shower with you at first

🕷️ viktor has to sit down while showering because of his leg so he has one of those shower chairs

🕷️ same viktor

🕷️ when he truly became comfortable in the relationship, he was willing to shower with you

🕷️ a part of him was embarrassed and a little ashamed when you saw it because he tries so hard to make his limp unnoticeable despite his cane

🕷️ this is because viktor isn’t in the undercity anymore, he’s in piltover where image means everything

🕷️ you didn’t take notice of it, as if you didn’t care, which you didn’t

🕷️ you simply just started to undress while waiting for viktor to do the same

🕷️ viktor prefers warm showers instead of hot showers because he can get a little dizzy

🕷️ although the shower is small, you both make it work

🕷️ viktor knew he liked having his hair played with but having you wash it felt different, more intimate and he loved it

🕷️ keeps his hands on your waist the entire time, unable to help himself from looking at your body as if it was some piece of art that was just for him

🕷️ he’s practically a marionette, letting you move his arms this way and that

jayce

🕷️ it’s not a bath, it’s a fucking sauna

🕷️ and not only do i mean that by it’s fucking huge but the water is so hot you can barely breathe and every window and mirror is fogged up

🕷️ of course being a council member, jayce has jets in his tub

🕷️ he likes to have you sit on his lap while you wash his hair

🕷️ he has stupid yet cute grin on his face using his body wash to clean your back

🕷️ the man likes being pampered so he closes his eyes feeling your hands move across his body

🕷️ he’s usually feeling frisky while you two are bathing so you feel a gentle bite on the neck or shoulder as he’s washing your back

🕷️ depending on how you react is the direction on where the friskiness goes ifykwim

🕷️ has really soft bath robes that you use after getting out of the bath

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r3starttt · 3 months

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first date with Caitlyn ♡ | hc’s

♡ She’d be the sweetest ever, complimenting everything about you and getting all flushed by any eye contact, literally shifting her eyes to anything else but you. only at the beginning of the date, she’d get her confidence back later and would not stop teasing you.

♡ would hold hands with you the moment she gets the courage again and would not let go of you after that.

♡ would also look at your body discreetly, or at least she tried to.

♡ flirts a lot ofc and it’s pretty obvious about it but also sooooo sweet. loves “pretty” and uses it a lot idc

♡ smiles unconsciously a lot, kinda sheepishly. or would bite her lips (so hot of her ugh)

♡ is the type to pull your hair behind your ear, yk what I mean?

♡ won’t stop staring at your lips

♡ ends up kissing you, and she’s the most romantic person ever. cupping your face with her hands and even caressing your cheeks, making small circles with her thumbs :(

♡ also, the date itself is the most romantic thing ever too. she did everything duh she wanted to surprise you. I picture her doing something in a garden, all quiet and private. just the two of you talking and laughing and stuff.

♡ adores your voice sm. is complete in love with the way you tell your stories, the expressions you use and how you use your hands while speaking, just everything. and just stares at you while nodding, with the most pretty eyes everrrr.

#caitlyn kiramman x reader #caitlyn kiramman fanfic #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn arcane #caitlyn x reader #Caitlyn kiramman fluff #caitlyn fluff #arcane x reader #arcane #arcane fluff #ren masterlist ᵎᵎ ִ ۫ ּ ⊹

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massacredkitty · 11 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ vi being obsessed with making you squirt. nsfw ౨ৎ

ever since she found out you could even do it, she’s been determined to make you every time you fuck and yea sometimes u can’t do it BUT then she realises that u have to be overstimulated and oh boy ur always in for a long night

now a disclaimer that she is all about consent so if ur at the 2nd orgasm and it’s too much to keep going, just tell her and she will stop absolutely no issue n she won’t be disappointed… ANYWAY

sooo ur sat between her legs, your body slumped against her chest because you kinda can’t even hold yourself up anymore. your head was rolled on her shoulder as her fingers continued to slam in and out of you, the palm of her hand rocking against your clit. and your hand held her free one, using it to ground yourself and subtly reply to her sweet mumbling in your ear

n she’s just so mesmerised by how pretty you look, how wet you were. your thighs are forming bruises from where she had groped your soft skin, clearly not realising her own strength— not that u minded and your cheeks were stained with tears, opting to crying instead of telling her how good you felt. it’s ok, she knew

your grip on her hand tightened, the small gasps escaping ur mouth, that vi found truly adorable, getting louder as your hips lazily bucked up into her palms to get extra friction on your aching clit and before u even have time to warn her, hot spurts of your release fall onto the towel she had perfectly laid down with dull thuds, soaking your thighs and her hand

oh but you were a fool for thinking she was even close to done

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just-a-sewer-goblin · 2 months

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SFW only

Oneshots

Sacrifice Reader takes Powder's crystals and hands them over to the enforcers presenting herself as the scapegoat. Being the last kid that Vander had taken in no one would even miss her, right?

Oneshots

Vampire!Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx x gn!reader One scenario for each. When the bloodbank got robbed Caitlyn has nothing to feed on. You're more than willing to share your blood. - blood, blood sucking, petname bunny, kisses -

Oneshots

Vampire!Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx x gn!reader One scenario for each. When you realize you're being stalked by a Vampire you don't see any other way besides confronting them. - blood, blood sucking -

Oneshots

Silco x gn!reader Soft Silco as a dad hours. pure fluff

Silco x fem!reader Silco is late and his girls can't help but worry

Series

Vander x Bartender!Waitress!reader A series of little standalone fics following fem!reader and her relationship with Vander and their kids Warnings at the start of each chapter - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 -

Oneshots

Vander x fem!reader When Vander wants to sacrifice himself you realize that you can't let him do it. The kids need him. The lanes need him. - angst, hurt/comfort, abduction, forced drug use, torture, character death -

Vander x fem!reader You have a panic attack, luckily Vander is there to help. - panic attack, explicit violence/gore -

Mother's Day Vander x fem!reader The kids and Vander prepare a surprise for you.

Oneshots

Vampire!Vi/Caitlyn/Jinx x gn!reader One scenario for each. You're bad at fighting and Vi hates injustice. - blood, blood sucking, Vi punches people (surprise), hand/wrist kisses) -

#the sewer writes #arcane #arcane x reader #vander x reader #reader x vander #silco x reader #fem!reader #gn!reader #vi x reader #reader x vi #jinx x reader #caitlyn x reader #fluff #hurt/comfort

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ieggthots · 10 months

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

Oh also you're doing a great job 🤘

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

¤Caitlyn with a S/O from Zaun HCs¤

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

... she had no words

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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princesssmars · 11 months

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someone had this thought with ellie and abby but the thought of vi and cait with a (high)femme girlfriend is killing me.

vi would think the things you get are so expensive its ridiculous. she indulges a bit into her hobbies sure but when she learns the amount you spend on your nails she nearly faints. takes her a bit to learn all of the different nail shapes and ur favorite designs because when you first ask her she's like "the normal kind babe idk". don't even get her started on the clothes you get. she'll stop complaining if you give her a little fashion show. which most of the ends with her groping you and begging you to let her fuck you with her fingers???

cait is more used to the expenses and normalcy of you frequently getting your nails and hair done. most of the time she's offering to pay for it anyway. if you ask her what shape you should get your nails in she will pause for a solid minute before telling you the exact shape that fits your hands and personality the best. she will also tag along with you to buy you some new clothes, folding when you beg and bat your lashes for her to try on some dresses with you. and if that ends with you on your knees eating her out while she's biting down on her hand for dear life that's nobody else's business!

#arcane #netflix arcane #vi #vi arcane #vi x reader #vi x reader fluff #vi x reader smut #vi smut #cait #caitlyn x reader #caitlyn kiramman #arcane caitlyn #poly caitvi #caitvi x reader #caitlyn fluff #caitlyn smut

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Arcane Characters Being Your Co-Workers

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Vander, Silco, Sevika, Viktor, Jayce, Mel x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, co-workers, flirting, teasing, eating together, cuddles, kissing

A/N: I really hope we hear some Arcane news soon cause I am really, really itching to see these characters again.

Jinx almost never leaves you alone while you're working. She likes poking at you, taking your tools away and then kissing you, both on the cheek and on the lips.

The only time she's calm is when she herself is working away on her gadgets. Even then there's always music in the background, her humming and small sounds of sparks and buzzing. She can sometimes stay in her lab very late but that's why she has a comfy couch there to cuddle on.

"If ya want this back sugar you're gonna have ta give me some sugar. Oh come on, I know ya can do better then that, lay one on me. Or maybe ya'd rather stop working for a bit and move this to the couch? Just to warm ya we're gonna have to pull extra hours."

Vi finds it a bit hard to focus on work at first. He's pretty restless when she works so she needs to keep moving constantly. If she doesn't then she'll walk right over to you and start kissing your neck, that's more fun.

Can stay up longer if she needs to, she always likes walking you home, its one of her favorite things about the two of you working together. If you're both really tired you'll let her sleep over at your place, or she's just saying that as an excuse. After all you're both going to the same place tomorrow and she always waits for you.

"Yeah, I am bored, aren't you? Why do this paperwork when we could be out there putting the hurt on the bad guys. Come on sweet stuff, I know you're hungry for some action too. Or is it... a different kind of action. If you lock that door we could... ouch! Alright, sheesh, I'm joking! Or am I?"

Caitlyn is fully focused on her work, there's very little that can break her concentration and drive once she gets started. She can sometimes get too into her work, almost forgetting you're there.

Knows she should do better but she just can't help herself, she would rather get the work out of the way as fast as possible and then spend the rest of the day with you. She trusts you to tell her when she's going overboard as she has gotten herself sick before due to working too much.

"Just a bit more and I'm done darling. I have a surprise for us tonight, so be patient. Looking at me like that won't get me to talk, you should know this by now. A trade? What kind of trade? Just one kiss? Oh, darling, my secrets are worth much more then that."

Ekko manages his work time really well, and in turn yours. He always makes sure you both have a lot of breaks and enough time to properly eat your lunches and of course some time away for kissing.

Might get a bit distracting working with him when he's covered in grime and oil but he wants to keep you focused on the work. At least for now, you can have plenty of fun later. Loves to cuddle by the window and observe the on goings in the hideout to take his mind off work.

"Break time Firefly! You're gonna work yourself into an early grave if you keep this up. Oh yeah? And if I say you need to stop? I'm not afraid to tear you away from the desk you know. If I can catch you? Hah, doesn't that defeat the point? H-hey, don't just kiss me and run!"

Vander wakes up early, earlier then anyone and open the Last Drop for business. Everyone already knows it opens early so its a rush from early hours of the morning all the way into the night.

Flirty when you're really close to him, leaning over the bar or telling him what drinks need to be made. In general though he likes to keep things professional, as much as he can with his friends teasing him about paying you in many different ways.

"Pay them no mind darlin' they're just being jealous of us. To tell you the truth I don't know which one of us. Don't worry, we can close up early and then I'll take you out to dinner, no kids this time, just you and me. Yeah I mean it this time! I do! They're not gonna follow us this time!"

Silco has a lot of work to do day in and day out so having someone working together with him takes a real load off his shoulders. Not to metion that its a lot more fun to have a pretty face in the office, despite the distractions it might cause.

Pulls you by the wrist and kisses your cheek when you do well or bring him coffee. It took a while for him to get used to having someone to actually work with on equal footing but he can't deny how nice its been too. He wouldn't trade you being here for the world.

"Thank you for the warm coffee darling, it really hits the spot. Did you take some for yourself? You can have a sip of mine then. Oh! Hold on, you've got a little- Hahaha, what's wrong? I thought you liked my fingers."

Sevika hated having you dragging along at first. She works best when she's on her own, with no one weighing her down. She wasn't sure she could trust you to watch her back at first but after seeing you punch out a few people she offered to buy you a drink.

It kind of went from there, she started bringing you along for more jobs and putting more trust in you. Kissed you on impulse when she was out with you and luckily for her you kissed back, otherwise the work dynamic would have gotten real messed up, now its just gonna be more fun.

"Care to make a bet with me sweet thing? Let's see who can take out more of these losers today. You win, you get a kiss from me. I win and I get a kiss from you. Sounds like a good deal to right? Ugh, if you get flustered that easily you're gonna end up losing."

Viktor gets even more serious then usual when he's working. Luckily the two of you are in perfect sync and manage to get things done in a timely manner, which then lets you leave a little bit early.

In the past Viktor was very well known for spending nights at the lab but lately, since getting into a relationship with you, he's developed a healthier working schedule. Loves it when he's looking at the board and walk up behind him and casually hug him around his shoulders. He leans closer so that you can kiss him and then goes back to thinking.

"Be done soon darling, then we can go home. We can pick up some food on the way since we both skipped lunch today. Maybe we can take turns making homemade meals? Sure, we can cook together, I find that I work much better with you by my side anyway."

Jayce sometimes teases you while at work but most of the time he does keep his focus. There have been occasions where he pulls you in his lap saying it helps his concentration but you really doubt that because it always seems to do the exact opposite.

Loves eating lunch with you and taking little walks as breaks and fresh air. He started getting desk neat instead of notes and books being scattered around everywhere to make it easier for the two of you to coordinate with each other. Otherwise his work place can get quite messy which you have teased him about before.

"Made some food for us today babe. Almost burned it but this time I was watching it closely. I also made sure that the notes I took last night are... well... readable. Sorry about just unloading on you like that last time. Wha- Why are you laughing? Unloading? What's so funn- Oh. Uhm. Not like that, I'm not sorry for that."

Mel is very strict when it comes to work. Work time is always just work time, nothing else. There are certainly some looks passing between you two but it doesn't go much further then that while you're both on the clock.

During break though, she can't get enough of you. Kissing, touching you, keeping you close, her arm wrapped around yours, whispering into your ear, making you shiver from her words and her touch before leaving you high and dry, or rather hot and bothered and going back to work.

"We can't be doing this right now darling, there are things to do. Besides each other I mean. I won't deny I may have went too far with my teasing but I assure you I will make it up to you. Just be patient for me."

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