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“You are not taking good enough care of yourself,” Caitlyn starts, looking towards the fountain. She’s lost weight and her cheeks are hollowed, the knuckles of her hand too pronounced into Vi’s grasp. “I need you now, more than ever, Violet.”
“You have me,” Vi says, as a matter of fact. As if she has anyone else to live for, to give her loyalty to. “In any way you’d want me.”
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17 Dec 2024
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Her body knows it before her mind can begin to catch up. Her heart beats in tandem with the person her muscles seek out in her delirium. The phantom touch of her hand, gripping and caressing. Lips that were made for Vi’s. Skin Vi had spent months touching in her drunken fantasies. Blue eyes that unearthed the bloody organ in her chest. Bile rises in her throat at the thought of–
We’re meant to lose this fight.
Caitlyn.
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Vi doesn’t notice a slain Ambessa. She doesn’t notice the way red flags are still raised like a shield, all adorning the Medarda crest. She only just notices that red-headed officer that clung to Caitlyn like a parasite strewn in a lifeless heap. But she can’t focus on that now. On the implications of it. Because Caitlyn still lies there. Unmoving.
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16 Dec 2024
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It has been weeks since the war on Piltover and Caitlyn is at her wits end. Yes, she is wounded, yes she is bedridden, and yes, maybe she did almost die. But she isn't the only one who is hurting, and she is so tired of Vi acting like it.
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A collection of one shots following Caitlyn and Vi after the war, and Caitlyn teaching Vi that she doesn't always have to be a caregiver, in fact, she could use some of that care herself.
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15 Dec 2024
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“No,” Caitlyn whispers, shoulders slipping. Oh, she’s not strong enough for this. “No, no- you- why you? Why you?”
She still smells the way she did two years ago— standing at their doorstep, packing her bags, saying we shouldn’t have done this. I shouldn’t have done this.
“Why me,” Vi repeats. “Isn’t that the fucking question.”
or: they're exes, they're still in love, and they're pretty sure fate just fucking hates them
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13 Dec 2024
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Vi’s fingers moved carefully, massaging the shampoo into Caitlyn’s scalp, her thumbs grazing tenderly near the hairline without venturing too close to the injured eye. Caitlyn closed her good eye, exhaling slowly. The sensation was soothing, intimate in a way that words couldn’t capture. She felt Vi’s knuckles, rough from years of fights and toil, contrast against her own skin—a delicate reminder of the fragility and strength they both carried.
“You’re good at this,” Caitlyn murmured, her voice barely audible over the water.
Vi chuckled softly. “Guess all those years cleaning paint out of Powder’s hair paid off.”
Caitlyn huffed a laugh, the corners of her mouth lifting. Vi tilted her head to catch the expression, her heart swelling at the sight.OR
Vi and Caitlyn showering together for the first time.
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11 Dec 2024