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Caitvi x maid reader smut coming tomorrow or maybe tonight! Depends on how I’m feeling. This is just an update so you all know I’m still writing! I’ve just been going through a little bit of writers block though, so sorry in advance if this fic is ass.

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OH MY GODD???? Guys I gotta participate in this

An Invitation

You are cordially invited to participate in Chembaron Caitlyn Week, happening October 5th-October 11th. Rumor has it there's a new chembaron on the rise. Listen closely in the coming weeks, and you might hear a thing or two about the Lanes' newest force to be reckoned with. In the meantime, follow us on X, Tumblr, and Bluesky for more details, including the announcement of the week's themes this Friday, July 18th. https://x.com/chembaroncait https://bsky.app/profile/chembaroncait.bsky.social Humbly yours Stay alert, The Chembaron Caitlyn Week Team P.S.: We'd like to graciously thank our very own Nox for designing our invitations. Find them online here: Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Noksie Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/noksie.bsky.social X: https://x.com/Noxtato(edited)

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How Intimidating Am I?

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Pretending

Caitlyn x fem reader

enemies to lovers AND one bed? For @gwscloq I hope u enjoy!

summary: your family and the Kirammans have been rivals for decades, but when the tension boils over between the heirs of their families names (you two), the conflict is resolved rather unusually.

C/w: smut both reader and Cait are switches, but reader is bratty when she subs. Fingering, pussy eating, clit stimulation, heavy petting.

w/c: 3.5k

You were sprinting as fast as you could. The feeling of the wind on your face and in your hair was elating. Just then, you saw your final target. 

Got her!

You confidently took aim, and fired. Finally, you had bested her. You turned to your left to gloat, but she wasn’t even there. “Kiramman?” You looked around for her, but that’s when you noticed her target was already shot. She was past you.

How!? 

You were floored. How had she managed to get so far ahead? You thought you left her in the dust! Swallowing your pride, and the sting of hot tears, you continued on. Of course, she won in the end. You made your way to where the after party would be hosted, bested again. When you got there, sure enough, Caitlyn Kiramman had just arrived. She was being handed the trophy as you walked through the door. 

How had this happened again? You worked so hard. Year after year after year, you could never beat her in a shooting match. Snatching a glass of champagne, you went out on the balcony to get some fresh air. You could feel the tears wanting to spill over, but just as you might give in, someone joined you. “Oh, there you are. I was worried you got lost.” Caitlyn’s voice. You didn’t even turn around. “I don’t feel like talking to you.” You spat. 

“Don’t be a sore loser. It doesn’t suit you.” Caitlyn moves to stand next to you. In a desperate attempt to say something, you rushed out “I’ll be a better sharpshooter than you someday. Then we’ll see who gets lost.” Caitlyn only snickered. “Perhaps, but you’ll never be a Kiramman.”

That was you and Caitlyn at twenty one. Your sworn enemy. No matter how hard you tried, it was always her who emerged victorious. Always boasting her Kiramman name too. She never did that to anyone but you, like she wanted you alone to hear it. Your parents were obsessed rivalry too. They hated the Kirammans. There was some decades long scandal about who that seat in the council really belonged to, but for now in was in the hands of the Kirammans. Every time you lost to Caitlyn, everyone was disappointed. It practically cost you your family’s good graces for the next few days.

“Losers have no place in this family. If you can’t stand against Kiramman, what do you plan to do in the future?” Your mother would say, sipping on her piping hot tea. “I’m sorry…” you replied every time.

The years past, and the rivalry only seemed to get worse. You never beat her at the shooting range, no matter how hard you tried. When you realized she also became an enforcer, you wanted to pull your hair out. You thought you’d finally get some space, but no. She’s in your unit too. 

“Why are you here?” You said, when she blatantly sat beside you at some assembly. “I could ask you the same thing. Are you stalking me now or something?” She said coolly. “Please, you’re not all that, Kiramman.” You shifted to the far side of your chair, trying to avoid her.

“Oh don’t be like that…” Caitlyn rolled her eyes. “Pouts don’t suit pretty faces.” 

“Are you making fun of me?” 

“No, not at all.” She swapped her attention to the assembly. At least you’ll be finished with her once it’s over. You’re going on patrol after this.

After the assembly, you made your way to your post, and saw your partner from a distance. “Hi! Looks like we’re partners for patrol toda-” Caitlyn turned around. She was your partner? Your eyes rolled automatically, and Caitlyn seemed to feel the same way. She was glaring at you almost the entire time. “Well, we better get going. I don’t want this to last for too long.”

“You seem perfectly fine with teasing me, but when we actually need to work together you’re all annoyed? You’re such a child, Kiramman.” You said once the two of you began walking. Caitlyn scoffed. 

“Oh please, you’re the only child here. You can’t even shoot straight.”

“I’m a good shot!”

“I’m an excellent shot.” Caitlyn retorted. You stopped walking, trying to calm yourself. “Hurry up or I’ll leave you behind.” Caitlyn called over her shoulder. You didn’t speak to her for the rest of the patrol, but you did notice how often she would glance at you. Sometimes your face, but mostly, your body in that enforcer uniform. 

Pervert. You thought to yourself. Caitlyn was popular, and definitely got around. Not a lot of people knew about the more salacious side of her, but you were keeping tabs on her. Not because you wanted to see that side of her, but just to keep yourself aware of her. Being some kind of player was exactly the thing she’d do.

Around a week later, a grand ball was being held in Piltover for all the most important families. Your parents were dead set on outdoing the Kirammans, and also proving their daughter was the prettiest and most eligible. Sometimes, it felt like they cared more about them than they did you. You were an adult, and they still fussed over your clothing for someone else’s sake.

“Maybe this one? No, I’m sure that Kiramman girl will show up in blue…” Your mother pressed each dress close against your chest to envision them on you. “Mother, I can’t ever win against her…maybe it’s time to quit this silly rivalry.” When you said that, your mother froze. “Are you insane? They took everything from us! We were the most noble family around before they stole our council seat!”

“Did that even happen?” You asked. The exhaustion in your voice made your mother gasp. “I can’t believe you. No daughter of mine reasons with a Kiramman.” She said it like a slur.

You arrived at the ball, and for once it felt like all eyes were on you. Despite this being what you thought you always wanted, you didn’t really like it. The gossip that surrounded you still found a way to be about Caitlyn.

“She’s not that Kiramman girl, but I’ll introduce my son anyways if she doesn’t work out.”

“Eligible enough I suppose. Although my first choice is most certainly Caitlyn Kiramman. Imagine the connections!”

It pissed you off. These people always thinking that you were at their disposal as some second choice bride. 

Never. 

Just then, the room went quiet. They were here. You turned around to be met with Caitlyn and her family, who instantly stole the show. Caitlyn was dressed differently than usual. She was dressed a little more masculine today, adorning a fancy looking  suit, but she looked good. The lace cuffs and sapphire collar made her look like a prince. Your eyes met almost instantly, and Caitlyn shot you a wink before seizing the attention for herself.

You almost didn't mind. You were done with this silly feud. She’d always be better then you, and you accepted that. You went out to the balcony and sipped some wine, watching the sun disappear behind the Piltover horizon. “You’re not giving me trouble today. Why?” Caitlyn suddenly appeared at your side. “What do you want?” You snapped. “I’m just checking on you…harsh.” Caitlyn laughed softly. “I’m doing great.” You spat. “Don’t be ridiculous” Caitlyn said with sass in her tone. “You’re obviously upset. I’ve seen you like this enough times to tell.”

You stood up straight, and walked back into the ball. She wasn’t trying to comfort you. It would probably turn into another jab. When you re-entered the ball room, your mother was scowling at you. She made her way to you and said. “There has to be something more we can do. Everyone here sees you as a number two pick…of course that Kiramman girl is first. She’s not even that special… still More special then you are anyways.” You were so close to tears. Just as they were about to fall, a voice spoke. “Excuse me, ma’am?” It was Caitlyn. You looked over your shoulder in surprise. “I happen to think your daughter makes a lovely bachelorette. In fact, I’ve been considering her for myself.”

What?

 Both you and your mother looked incredibly confused, and so did the many eavesdroppers your conversation attracted. “What are you saying?” Your mother pressed, not quite understanding what Caitlyn was implying. “They always say to find someone who can match your energy, yes? I think your daughter does that very nicely.” You felt the heat in your face rising. What was she thinking? “Excuse me?” Was all your mother said, grasping at straws to come up with a competent answer.

Caitlyn took your hand and kissed the back of it with a small bow. “I’ll be here if no man catches your eye.” With that, she walked away. The room was close to silent. Nobody had even considered that she was interested in women, much less you. The young men and their families plans for whom to talk to were ruined. No Kiramman, and apparently no you either, since she made her claim quite obvious.

“Well I never…” Your mother mumbled, the surprise evident on her face. You were still frozen. Did that really happen? As far as you knew, Caitlyn and you hated each other. She always teased you, and made fun of you at every opportunity she had. What changed?

You took another glass of wine, and went back to the balcony to speak to Caitlyn. “Uhm, Kiramman?” She turned around, and smiled when she saw you. “Yes? Can I help you?”

“Why did you do that?…” She laughed softly, sipping on her own drink. “Your mother was treating you quite rudely. I felt bad for you.”

Was that really it? She just felt bad for you?

“I don’t need your sympathy. I also don’t need you pretending to be in love with me.” Caitlyn walked straight to you, getting in your personal space. “I’m not pretending.” And she left again. Your heart was racing. Was this just another game for her? Messing with your emotions to weaken your resolve? Well it wasn’t going to work… Right? 

“I need you on this mission.” Sheriff Grayson said to you. She had summoned you to her office a couple minutes earlier. “Yes sheriff!” Your first mission! So exciting. “Of course I’ll be sending another enforcer with you, because you’re still a rookie. This is just a minor check in on the undercity, so I’m not too worried.” She strolled around her office. “Oh? Who else is coming with me?”

“Sheriff?” Caitlyn entered the office. “Officer Kiramman will be accompanying you.” 

“What?” You both said, looking to each other. Grayson raised her eyebrow. “You two aren’t children. Get on with it.” You wanted to respond, but couldn’t. Begrudgingly, you left the office with Caitlyn behind you. “Alright…. So I suppose we should get going. Caitlyn shut the door and began to head for the bridge. “Let’s get this over with… I don’t want to be walking around with you all evening.” 

The sun was already setting when you and Caitlyn made it to the undercity. The mission wasn’t even that much of a mission. Just a check up on night life regulations such as drug use and prostitution regulations. You were upset. Your first mission side by side with Kiramman, wasted on interrogating suspicious dealers and brothel managers. All you wanted to do now was go home.

“Damn it…” Caitlyn muttered, checking her watch. “What’s your issue?” You came up behind her. “It’s one o’clock in the morning… the station is closed till six.” Your stomach sank. “We could just walk right?” 

“At this time of night, I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” She looked around as if trying to sort out what to do. “Then what are you suggesting we do?”  You broke the silence. Caitlyn hummed before pointing to a small hotel with neon colored lights. “There. We’ll just have to stay the night.” Before you could protest, Caitlyn was walking. 

“One room for two please.” She asked the staff, who nodded and grumbled something about enforcers. “There ya go.” They handed Caitlyn a key, and she turned around to urge you to follow her. The deeper you walked into the hotel, the shadier it started to look. The whole thing was lit with neon pink lights, and some less than appropriate sounds were coming from the other rooms. When Caitlyn unlocked the room she had requested, you were greeted with a neon red lit room, and one bed in the center. “I said for two.” Caitlyn muttered, entering the room anyways. “You’re not going to ask for it to be fixed? I don’t want to share with you.” You stood outside the doorway. Caitlyn merely raised one eyebrow. “It’s late. Come in or leave.” You hesitantly stepped inside. When Caitlyn closed the door, you felt small. The taller woman walked around you to mess with the lights, finding that they only shone pink or red. Caitlyn chose the pink. 

“I can’t believe you booked us a room at a love hotel.” You crossed your arms, trying not to look at her as she loosened her collar. “It was the closest place. I wasn’t about to walk any longer to find a shadier hotel.” She slipped off her shirt. “Why are you undressing!” You averted your gaze quickly. “Calm down! I just want to sleep comfortably.” She rolled her eyes. “I didn’t take you for a prude.”

“I’m not a prude!” You retorted. “You’re acting like one.” Caitlyn unbuttoned her pants, leaving her in her undergarments. You wanted to respond with something snarky, but you had nothing. So instead, you responded by removing your own uniform. Caitlyn’s eyes were on you instantly. When you looked back, she looked away. You folded your uniform neatly and got in the bed. Caitlyn followed. It wasn’t large, and you could feel her feet brush against yours whenever either of you moved. “Move over.” You grumbled when her back was in your face.  

Instead of moving, she turned around to face you. “You’re such a pain.” She said in that stupid accent. The same accent you couldn’t help but appreciate the sound of suddenly. You scoffed, and closed your eyes, not liking how sharp her eyes were on you. Neither of you spoke for another ten minutes. “Do you hate me?”  She whispered suddenly. You opened your eyes. Caitlyn was looking at you strangely, she looked conflicted. “I…” you weren’t sure what to say. Did you hate her? 

“No. We’re just…from rival families.” You decided on. Caitlyn sighed. “That sounds so childish.” You pulled the duvet to cover your chest. “Maybe, but still.” More silence. “I was serious back there.” Caitlyn murmured. “What?”

“I wasn’t pretending.” She slid closer to you. “Caitlyn?…” You weren’t sure what to do. One moment she’s rolling her eyes and calling you a prude, and the next, she’s brushing her hand over your arm. 

“What are you doing?” You took her hand to move it from your arm, but she wouldn’t let you let her go. “I don’t want to compete with you. I’m tired of pretending I’m not obsessed with you” Caitlyn came closer you could feel her breath on your face. “What are you talking about?” You searched her face for any kind of answer. “To tell you the truth, I took us here on purpose.” Her voice quieted. “I’ve always…always…” She took your face in her hands. “You’re really lucky I love you, or this whole rivals thing would’ve pissed me off.” She slammed her lips into yours, kissing you like she’s wanted to for years. Her arms were wrapped tightly around your back, and you couldn’t help but give in to her. She was a good kisser. Once again, better than you.

When she stopped, you could hardly believe that happened. Caitlyn smirked. “Oh I’ve fantasized about doing that for years.” She pressed her forehead against yours, and slipped her hand into your panties. “Kiramman…” You said, suddenly wanting her to follow through. She brushed her fingers against your clit before rubbing it in firm circles. “Fuck… Kiramman..” Caitlyn was smiling. She kissed your neck, and sighed in your ear. Your hips quaked as your orgasm hit you.

“Fuck you’re so pretty…” Caitlyn moved to that you were underneath her. “Kiramman…” You didn’t even know what to say when she lifted your bra to palm at one breast. “What are you doing…”

“You don’t want me to stop do you?” You shook your head no. Caitlyn smirked and moved to be between your legs. She moved your panties to the side and began to hungrily eat your pussy. Your hands tangled in her hair as you gasped, and Caitlyn’s hands squeezed your thighs. Her tongue traced your entrance before moving inside. “Fuck- Kiramman!” You couldn’t help but grind your hips against her face. Were you hate fucking? You genuinely didn’t know anymore.  Her lips were wrapped around your clit and you were so close. Just as you were about to come, she pulled away. “Asshole.” You muttered. 

Caitlyn rolled her eyes, and returned to your swollen mound. “You’re soaked… Stop pretending.” Caitlyn pushed two fingers inside of you, curling them together. You were close already. You knew she had experience, but now you knew why she was so popular. “For someone so feisty, you’re so sensitive…” She teased. “Shut up!” You were loosing control. Caitlyn giggled and pumped her fingers faster. “Hm? You were saying something?” You came again, moaning loudly. “Good girl. You’re doing so well.” Caitlyn cooed. She leaned in to kiss you, tongue exploring your mouth with practiced ease. 

You pushed her back. Caitlyn looked surprised, but let you crawl on top of her. “Oh? What’s this?” She was looking up at you with lust in her eyes. Caitlyn let you take off her underwear, and her eyes looked straight into yours. It was like she was still topping even when she was on the bottom. 

“Hah…. You’re good..” Caitlyn gasped, tightening around your fingers. She was good at keeping her composure. You moved your fingers faster, relishing in wiping the stupid smirk from her face. “Please..” Caitlyn begged, moving her hips against your palm. “Begging, Kiramman? What would your family say?” You mocked. “Oh please… I think you’ve done far more than me.” You sped up to shut her up. Caitlyn came then, gasping and calling your name. 

The two of you made out into the night, forgetting about any rivalry or family.

When you woke up in the morning, Caitlyn was already awake. She’s was in the bathroom splashing her face with water. She made eye contact with you through the mirror, and smiled. “Good morning sleeping beauty. I thought you’d never wake up.” You sat up and rolled your eyes, trying to appear cold. “You’re really going to give me attitude? Even after last night?” She walked out of the small bathroom section and ruffled your hair. “You were so cute too. When I woke up, you were cuddled so close to me. One would be surprised to know you still try and act like you hate me after the hand I lent you...” She joined you on the bed, twirling one strand of your hair. “Kiramman… You can’t just suddenly be all flirty with me after hating my guts.”

“Flirty? That’s what you call it? I kissed you. You let me touch you.  You fingered me right here on this bed. We had sex. Many would die to be in your position.” You thought back to the night before, and way she held you so tight, like she’d wanted to kiss you since forever. “I’ve admired you for quite some time now. I was to stubborn to admit it.” She looked away from you. “I let this silly feud get in the way. I’m not going to do that any longer. From now on, I swear to stop bickering with you.” 

You sat there, completely amused. “Uhm…” Caitlyn moved closer. “What’s your answer? Surely, you have something to say to me?” Her eyes were slightly pleading. “Kiramman- I-” She pushed you back against the bed abruptly. “Stop with that! Seriously! Just- just call me Caitlyn…” She seemed very serious. She backed off of you and you sat up, trying to settle your pounding heart. “Sorry…” Caitlyn looked embarrassed. 

You sighed, and scooted closer to her, taking her hand. “If you really want, we can try to start over, Caitlyn.” She looked at you instantly. “Yes. Let’s.”

“What a day…” Caitlyn said, flopping onto bed next to you. You laid there in the satin robe, admiring the ring on your finger. “Hey, Cait?” She looked over at you. “Yes my lovely wife?” She was being corny on purpose. You rolled your eyes. “I’ll never get tired of you doing that.”She came closer. “What did you want to tell me?” You snickered. “Once upon a time, a certain someone told me, ‘you’ll never be a Kiramman’ that aged poorly didn’t it?” You shot her a teasing stare. Caitlyn scoffed. “I’m still a better shot.” You nestled further into her arms. “Are you? I’d say I’m at least on your level by now. If not, maybe even better.” She chuckled, and kissed your forehead. “Shut up, Kiramman.”

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Hey I just found your account and the first fanfic I saw was bloodlust. It was so amazing like genuinely it was beautifully written! I personally don’t cry over fanfics often but I had to stop reading on chapter 5 because I started crying so much! The final chapter better be all fluff or I’ll curse you (joking obviously write whatever you want!)

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Awww thank you so much! This makes me so happy to read, and dw, the epilogue is 100% fluff. As fluffy as it gets

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𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔱 V

vampire!Caitlyn x fem!reader

Chapter I ;; Chapter II ;; Chapter III ;; Chapter IV

C/W: descriptions of gore, death, smutty smut yippeeeee

a/n: this is not the last part!!!! There will be a part six that will act as an epilogue.

IN CASE OF NO SPOTIFY PRENIUM PLAYLIST GOES AS FOLLOWS:

Nostalgia by Joe Hisashi, BEASTARS of solo by Satoru Kōsaki, BEASTARS classical by Satoru Kōsaki, Stronger Together by Myuu, Vocalise, Op.34, No. 14 by Sergi Rachmaninoff, What Falling in Love Feels Like by Eoxinum, Consolations, S. 172: No. 3 in D flat major, Waltz Suite, Op. 110: VI. happiness by Sergi Prokofiev, Op. 71 act 2 Pas de Deux by Tchaikovsky.

“Caitlyn?” You opened her bedroom door slowly, wincing at the creaking noise it made. “Yes?” There she was, in bed, wearing her long midnight blue nightgown. “I just…wanted to sleep with you tonight.” You made yourself comfortable next to her, and giggled when she pulled you closer. “That’s perfectly fine with me, darling.” One hand stroked the back of your head softly. “Caitlyn?” You whispered into the dark. The only thing that made any light was her eyes. “Go to sleep.” She whispered back. “You’re tired. I can tell. I’ll stay.” She kissed your cheeks. 

You fell asleep in her arms to the sound of her voice softly rambling. It was peaceful. Almost too peaceful. 

Like a dream.

You woke up dizzy and confused. “Caitlyn!? Caitlyn!” You cried out for her, sitting up and trying to look around. “Hold still! Stop her from moving!” Voices were all around you. You started to cry, hands came down and held your arms against the bed. “Restrain her!” A male voice spoke. Once you were fully restrained, your vision started to clear. Surrounding your bed were your parents, and the village doctor. “Welcome back, miss.” He said plainly. No, no you didn’t want to be back. You wanted to be with Caitlyn. Where was she? What had they done to her?

“Let me go!” You moaned, sobbing and weakly trying to protest. “We missed you so much!” Your mother said, reaching down to caress your tear streaked check. Like Caitlyn used to. “You’ve only just come back to us. Please, calm down! You’re safe now.” Your father spoke now. You felt like throwing up when you saw him. “How dare you! Does anybody else even know what you did!? We were happy… why did any of you have to end it…” 

“You weren’t truly happy.” The doctor chipped in. “Vampires have a knack for seducing and hypnotizing young, vulnerable ladies like yourself. It was all merely an illusion. Im surprised you’re not dead. Keeping you alive was an odd choice.” Your father grunted. “She was keeping my daughter like one would a cattle! Milking her dry, but keeping her like a farm animal.”

“That’s not true! We were really happy! She loved me you don’t understand!” You were wailing now. Everyone in the room just stopped and watched you. Silently, they left one by one. A horrible feeling gnawed at you. What if they were right? What if she never loved you at all? What if it was all so she had someone to have sex with and feed off of? The thought hurt more than anything, but you wished that it wasn’t true.

The next day was your first in Crows-Wood for what was months. The villagers who survived the mobs and attacks were incredibly proud to have you back. “I missed seeing you go around doing your shopping! Such a kind girl like you didn’t deserve what you went through at all!” Mr.  Aurber, the baker, and one of the most prominent hunters in Crows-Wood said. You later learned he was the ringleader for the mob that night. “For your troubles, take this fresh loaf on the house!”

“Thank you.” You replied dryly. You felt numb. Something else was bothering you though. That was the strange lack of Caitlyn’s body parts. You didn’t see her head on any stake, nor did you see any fresh fangs for sale. Was it possible she was still alive? You’d like to believe so, but if she was, why had they waited so long? As you continued your walk, you were met with many familiar faces and hugs. Sometimes, you’d occasionally stumble upon a memorial for some who perished at Caitlyn’s hands. 

You almost felt like a killer yourself for missing her. Everyone here indeed had the right to be afraid of her. Even when you were just a young girl, you became accustomed to the sight of blood drained bodies in the morning. You learned who she was very quickly. She was still a person though. She had feelings, a story, and sins of her own. 

Life seemed slow. You felt like you were trapped. Soon symptoms of her venom started to come back. You missed her terribly, in multiple ways. Memories of what she told you floated through your mind. About how her venom caused the victim to yearn for the first vampire that has bitten them. It was real, and it was agonizing. All you could even think about was Caitlyn. Your parents wouldn’t allow you to leave once it got dark, so you were left to wallow in your misery and lust.

The way she was so gentle with you was engraved in your mind. How softly her hands fondled you, and how she smiled whenever you did. It couldn’t have been fake. She loved you, and you hated yourself for ever doubting that.

How you missed Caitlyn. You yearned for  her touch. The soft caresses on your cheek she used to do, the kisses, and the way she held your hand when she bit you. Soon, you were crying again. Caitlyn had become your everything and you hadn't even noticed. But now she was gone. Your life was set in stone now. Stuck in some nowhere village, forever grieving someone you didn’t even get the chance to say goodbye to. You were cradling yourself in bed when a faint noise came from your window. 

Meow

You ignored it at first. 

There it was again. Curiously, you sat up and looked out of your window. Sitting on the grass below, was Whisper. You lost track of the cat during the attack, but it looks like she found her way back to you anyways. “Whisper?” You could hardly believe it. The cat kept meowing, and even began to paw at the walls of the house, as if asking you to come outside. “Why are you here? Just leave…” you laid back down to cry, but the cat called out to you again. Sighing, you got up, and went outside. “Whisper…you miss her too don’t you?” The cat mewed and rubbed itself against your legs. Soon, she started to briskly trot in the direction of the town hall. “Whisper? Where are you going?” You couldn’t help yourself from following after the cat.

The cat led you into the town hall, and down a long hallway to a door. You opened the door to find a dark staircase that stretched down into the depths of what looked to be a dungeon. You really didn’t want to go down there from just the sight alone, but Whisper was already heading down. “Why are you taking me here?” You groaned, before begrudgingly walking after the cat. It was moist and cold. You could barely see each step after the other.

Down in the basement, you were horrified to find all sorts of demented tools. Tools for removing vampire fangs, labeled jars of venom, (none had Caitlyn’s name) wooden stakes, and just things that were without a doubt made to hurt vampires. Chained to the wall at the back of the room, was Caitlyn. She was slumped against the wall, sleeping with shallow breaths. “Caitlyn!” You rushed over to her, shaking her awake gently. She groggily started to wake, and opened her eyes. How you missed those eyes. When she saw it was you, she actually began to cry. She looked a little roughed up, but mostly okay. Some minor scratches, disheveled hair, and dirty clothes.

“How did you find me?” Her voice was dry and cracked at the edges. “The cat.” You replied simply, stroking Whisper a few times. “Did you know of this?” Caitlyn asked you. “Know about what?”

“The torture chamber underneath your village?” You looked around, a shiver ran through your body at the dried blood stains. “No. I didn’t know they had something as inhumane as this…” Caitlyn looked up at the ceiling. “When they got my mother, they must’ve taken her here…. It couldn’t have been a swift death.” Caitlyn’s body leaned into you. Her head was slumped over your shoulder, and tears wet your nightgown. “I was so worried about you.” She admitted. “I’m not sure if you remember, but that mob… They were so careless. I didn’t care that they were there for me, but there was no need to hurt you. They hit you with a shovel and you just fell.” She cried quietly. “They were so careless… You’re just a human. So fragile..” 

“I’m alright… A little dazed, but I’m fine. As for you, we need to get you out of here. Do you know where the keys are?” Caitlyn shook her head. “You’re so pretty…” she said softly. “I can’t believe I ever even entertained the idea of leaving you.” You shook your head. “This isn’t the time to sweet talk me silly. They’re trying to kill you. Speaking of, why haven’t they?” You stood, and explored the grimy room for a set of keys. “ They plan on extracting my venom tomorrow. I think that’s the only reason. Vampire venom has become a very prominent ingredient when it comes to tonics and drugs. You didn’t know that did you?” You didn’t. “No, that’s very strange…” Caitlyn shifted, making her chains clink and ring. “I missed you…” Caitlyn seemed very needy right now. You couldn’t exactly blame her. “Is something the matter? You’re being a little childish.” 

“Is that a bad thing?” She tilted her head slightly. Her hair was swept over one shoulder, and she was knelt on the ground with her arms chained behind her back. She looked even more alluring than normal when she was vulnerable. Her eyes looked softer too. She’d definitely been worn down. Even in such a dangerous state, she was bewitching you so easily. “No, don’t worry about it anymore.”  You finally found the keys hidden under a table that has definitely bared witness to bloodshed. You quickly made your way over to Caitlyn and undid her chains. The vampire immediately latched onto you for a suffocating hug. Her nose was buried in the crook of your neck, and she breathed you in like she hadn’t in years. 

You hugged her back. “Let’s get out of here. It’ll be dawn any moment now, so I’ll have to hide you in my room.” You stood, and led Caitlyn outside into the twilight. You snuck her into your home, up the stairs, and began looking for somewhere nice to hide in your room. “Uhm, you could go in my wardrobe…” As you were distracted, Caitlyn came from behind you and kissed your ear softly. You looked at her from over your shoulder, and she took that opportunity to kiss you hungrily. You turned around fully to meet her, and stumbled back onto your bed.

Caitlyn didn’t waste anytime. Her hands were all over you, groping and teasing. Her lips remained on yours, kissing you like she never would again. Caitlyn managed to get your ankle length nightgown up to your waist before you stopped her. “Wait…we can’t.. the sun’s coming up.” You were still trying to catch your breath. Caitlyn pouted, but listened to you. “Apologies. I just… Wanted to feel you.” That was a change. “You’re normally a little afraid of intimacy… Has something changed?” Caitlyn paused to think. “I think it changed after that first time with you. I’ve gained a fresh perspective on making love.” 

You smiled at that. You were proud of her. “That’s wonderful.” Caitlyn leaned in closer to kiss your neck. She wanted you badly, she understood that now was simply just not the time, but she couldn’t keep her hands off of you. “Please? Just really quickly?” She whispered into your ear, nibbling it with her fangs gently. Her fingers stroked your throbbing clit between your nightgown and panties.

“I’ll be quick…” She said again, lifting your nightgown with her other hand. “Fine…” You gave in. Caitlyn slipped one hand under your panties and instantly filled you with two fingers. You practically melted into her touch. She moved slowly, but methodically, finding every sensitive spot in your soft, wet insides. “I love you. I’m sorry for acting so brash back there at the castle. I was scared. I don’t want you to forget about me.” He fingers sped up, while her other hand slipped one finger inside of your mouth, stretching your lips wider. “You can be louder can’t you? Everyone in town is asleep.” A quiet moan left you, and Caitlyn chuckled “you sound so beautiful my dear…” she scissored her fingers inside of you, spreading your little hole deliciously. You couldn’t resist coming. “Oh you like this don’t you? This used to make my partners fall apart instantly… their adorable little gasps as they came…none can compete with you of course, my love.” Caitlyn’s never really spoken about her past endeavors with fond memories, so it surprised you a little. “Of course, I’d never use others for my own pleasure again, but I’ve learned some tricks from that time in my life. I will not deny that.” 

She slowly removed her fingers and kissed your lips gently. “I suppose now I must hide…” she licked her own fingers before standing up. “Yes…I was thinking my wardrobe. It has some space behind my clothes. My wardrobe’s limited, and they’re not all that big like those beautiful gowns you used to get me.” There was a reminiscent sadness in your voice. Caitlyn noticed.

“When you first arrived at my doorstep, I actually found your peasant clothes adorable. You looked so soft in your little nightgown…” Caitlyn smiled at you sweetly. “Oh, you never told me how you found me.” Caitlyn hummed in agreement. “I didn’t. Well, there was a knock at my door, and when I answered it, you were there with your wrists tied at my door. Your father was practically flying away on his horse.”

“Wow…” you were stunned.

The sun was almost fully raised. Your curtains were closed to keep your room dark, and Caitlyn was stepping into your wardrobe. After another chaste kiss, you closed the doors of the closet. “We’ll leave town once it’s night time. For now, I’ll just act like everything is normal.” You whispered between the wooden door. Assuming she heard you, you left for the day. 

“She’s gone!” A loud voice came from up the street. You had only just stepped outside. Mr. Aurber came running from the  town hall. The villagers started to panic. “Where do you think she could’ve gone!? How did she escape!?” One man questioned. Aurber sighed, and ran one hand down his scruffy face. “I don’t know. She must’ve known we were going to hang her.” The villagers were all panicking. “She’s going to kill us all!” A woman moaned. Children were crying, dogs were barking, and the whole village descended into chaos. 

You stepped off of your porch to try and avoid the chaos, but you were noticed instantly. “You! Girl! Are you still being controlled by it? You helped the vampire escape, didn’t you?!” A random woman yelled, pointing a shaking finger straight at you. “What? No! No I’d never!” You defended yourself, but by now, the villagers where hauling cruel words towards you. “Its you! You’ve helped her! Don’t you understand what you’ve done!?” 

You understood. You understood perfectly well what you did. You didn’t regret it either. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. As far as I knew, I was told she was dead.” You responded as calmly as you could, even though your hands were shaking. Mr. Aurbur glared at you, but waved the crowd away. “We’ll begin searching the woods. She couldn’t have gotten far. Vampires can’t travel in daylight.”

The group was assembling very quickly. Even your father came out to join. “You said that demon escaped? I should come with you all. I’m the only man who’s faced her and lived.” So he was still boasting about it. You were annoyed. “Ah, yes you’re right. Please join us.” Mr. Aurbur pat your father on the back, and left to lead the crowd. Before he left, your father spotted you and made his way over. 

“You’re not hypnotized? You’re certain you didn’t free the vampire? Maybe she did it when you were sleepwalking.” You shook your head. “I thought she was dead.” You replied, putting on your best facade. “There’s no cure for a vampires hypnosis… once they’ve bitten you, you’re controlled by them forever.” He uttered grimly. “It’s strange that she hasn’t used that to escape. Perhaps she’s laying low. Tell your mother that I’m leaving. I don’t know if I’ll be back by supper.”

 He picked up an axe, and headed straight into the woods with the rest of the search party. As soon as they were gone, you ran back to your room, to find Caitlyn in the wardrobe sleeping quite peacefully. “Caitlyn!” You tried to shake her awake, but she was nearly comatose. “Caitlyn!” You whisper-shouted again, not wanting your family downstairs to hear. “Mm…” She woke up slowly, and blinked at you. “What is it?”

“They’re looking for you.” Caitlyn woke up quickly after you said that. “Where? They’re not coming here are they?”

“Not yet…but they’re suspicious of me. They think I’m hypnotized.” 

“I see. So they’re in the woods?” Caitlyn stood, walking around your room. “Yes. I was planning on taking you that way once night fell, but we’ll have to find another route.” Caitlyn made her way to you and brought you into her arms. “I have only the utmost faith in you. You’ll get us out of this, and then, we can live a nice life together in a little cottage, and I’ll grow us a nice rose garden as beautiful as my old one.” You stayed there in her arms, imagining the life she described. 

Once you parted, you quickly began to pack your own bags. “Where are you planning on going?” Caitlyn asked. “I think there’s another village quite a distance from here. If we can pay someone to take us, we could escape that way.” Caitlyn watched you with concerned eyes. “You’d be willing to run away with me? Leave your family behind on a whim?”

“They left me on a whim.” You replied. “Fair, I suppose…” Caitlyn shrugged.

Once you finished packing, the group was still outside searching for Caitlyn. The sky had grown dark, and the streets were mostly empty. You grabbed a cloak from your closet and wrapped it around Caitlyn. “This is it. Are you ready to leave Crows-Wood behind?” Caitlyn said, and took both of your hands in hers. “It’s strange, but I think I’m ready.” You squeezed her hands, and mustered a smile. “Are we eloping?” Caitlyn asked slyly, a grin on her perfect face. “If that’s what you want it to be, we’re eloping.” You giggled. Everything felt lighter with her.

When your family was asleep, you snuck Caitlyn down the stairs and out of the back door. Her eyes glowed faintly in the night as you quickly made your way into the other end of the woods. You did look back, and wondered how their life would be, and who your brother would become. Whisper was following after you two as you lead Caitlyn into the woods.

You and Caitlyn reached a small house a little ways into the woods. It looked like a station of some sort. There, a man was sitting on a horse drawn wooden carriage, smoking into the night. “We should ask him for a ride.” Caitlyn said, looking around curiously. “I’ve never been this far from my castle!” She was surprisingly giddy given the dire situation. “Alright.” You slowly made your way to the man. “Uhm, excuse me? Could we pay you to take us through the woods?” He snorted and looked from you to Caitlyn. “What’s your business?”

“We’re eloping.” Caitlyn answered instantly. You turned and gave her a look that said. ‘You can’t just say that.’ At the end of the day, this centuries old vampire was still a naive princess at heart. The man laughed. His laughter was booming and full. “Please, don’t worry about it ladies. I’ll take you as far as I can go.” 

“Really?” You felt relief for the first time in a while, and scooped up Whisper. “Of course. Hop in. The name’s Vander.” 

The man was kind. Sometimes he would turn around and ask questions about the two of you, but for the most part he let you be. Caitlyn took out her pocket watch, something she had saved from the fire, and checked the time. Ten p.m. Hopefully, the two of you could find an inn that was still open whenever you arrived in the new village. 

A little ways into the trip, you had fallen asleep on her shoulder. “You make a nice pair.” Vander commented. “Thank you.” Caitlyn replied briskly, looking out the window. She’d never been somewhere like this before. As far as she went would be another families castle for a ball or a party. The world was silent at night. As for why this Vander character was still awake, and willing to take two eloping women through the dark woods at night was a mystery to her. Could someone really be so kind? She was learning more and more about normal people ever since she met you.

There were cruel people. Like Caitlyn was a long time ago. There were kind people too. People who didn’t deserve suffering. Like you, and this new friend. There were also people who were nuanced. You were nuanced too, but Caitlyn meant the people like the villagers. The people who resorted to violence, but it was understandable as to why. Caitlyn had committed countless crimes against the people of Crows-Wood. She couldn’t be very mad at them. Perhaps that meant she had changed.

“This is as far as I can go.” Vander huffed, stopping the two horses in a clearing. “It’s not far to the next village though. I hear there’s a vampires castle nearby. You two be careful.” Caitlyn caught eyes with Vander for just a moment. She, not wanting to wake you, simply carried you out of the carriage. “Thank you kindly, sir.” She reached into her purse, but stopped when Vander shook his head. “No need. You two will probably need the money more. Don’t spend it on an old drunk like me.”

“Oh? But surely I can give you something after-”

“Don’t worry about it. I mean it. Go find a nice inn, and rest. I wish you luck.” With that, he turned around, and left. What a kind man. 

Caitlyn didn’t realize how far her castle was from Crows-Wood. She gently woke you, but she was hungry. “Are we there?” You murmured. “Nearly. We’re close to the lake I took you to, remember? We can make it to the next village on foot in no time. I’m a little hungry though…” You looked up at her. “If you want, you could feed from me.” Caitlyn looked to be really thinking about it. “Just a little bit, and then I’ll just finish myself off with a deer or something.” She brushed your hair aside and bit into your neck, moaning softly. She didn’t take a lot, as if she was trying to conserve your strength. She pulled away and kissed your forehead. “Alright… I’ll go find something else and finish myself off.” She tucked you away onto a rock, and headed off into the woods. “I’ll be back soon.”

You sat down on the rock, waiting for Caitlyn to return. The night was still fairly young, so the two of you had time. Despite that, you were exhausted. All this planning, travel, and stress had  weighted down on your senses heavily, which is why you didn’t notice the figure creeping up from behind you. A large hand shot over your mouth from behind, and yanked you to the ground. “I should have known!” A familiar voice spoke. Once your vision cleared up, you were looking straight up at your own father.

“Father?…” you were dazed. His arms were firmly gripping your shoulders, and the rage filled stare he focused on you made your stomach drop. “You’re running away with this thing!? After everything!?” His voice made Whisper hiss, and the cat swiped at his bicep. He paid no mind, but somewhere in the woods, Caitlyn smelled blood.

“My real daughter’s long gone isn’t she? You can’t be her… It’s all that vampires fault!” He was yelling. Spit flung onto your cheeks as he held you down. “The only cure to a vampires hypnosis is to kill it… but you’re passed that aren’t you?” He lifted a wooden stake directly over your heart. You were fighting desperately to get free, but there was nothing you could do. “Dad stop!” You begged, trying desperately to keep the stake away from you. “Please! It’s still me I’m sorry!”

“You’re already one of them… I’ll kill you! I’ll kill all of you!” That’s when a lightning fast figure tackled him to the ground, yelling out a cry of rage.

 Caitlyn.

“You devil!” Your father roared, quick to engage Caitlyn in a fight. Her eyes were wide and feral looking as her nails sunk down into his shoulder. You wanted to scream and run away, but your legs felt numb with shock. In the end, it didn’t matter what he did to you. You didn’t want to watch your own father die. He thrashed around and managed to stab Caitlyn right in her heart. She screamed in pain, and you stood shakily, trying to get closer. Caitlyn fell, but got back up. Your father was in a rage. He was dead set on killing the both of you, so he took her moment of weakness and used it to get to you. 

His hands wrapped around your throat, and lifted you off of the ground. What happened? You tried to look into his eyes, but they were red and unfocused. He was hysterical. You scratched at his hands and bit them, but it was no use. Caitlyn stumbled over, clutching her chest and knocked him over the head with her elbow. He fell, dropping you in the process. She managed to take his axe from its holster, and swung.  You watched as the life was drained out of your fathers eyes. “You scum…you went back on your end of the deal.” Caitlyn rasped. Her voice was shaking, and she squeezed the axe harder, making her hands shake. Your fathers chest heaved and spasmed as he lost blood. “Devil..” was the last word your father said before he died. 

When it was over, you couldn’t help but sob. Caitlyn slowly made her way to you, and wrapped her arms around you in a hug. “I’m sorry…. I’m so sorry you must understand. He was going to kill us. I didn’t know what to do.” Her fingers wove themselves into your hair, and you could feel her shaking. “I don’t like to kill. I promise I don’t…” Your grief for one love was cut short when Caitlyn let out a gut wrenching cough before slouching in your arms. “Caitlyn?” You brought her down so her head was on your lap. 

The stake…

 The stake was pierced deep into her heart. Her breath was quick and shallow, and black blood was flowing down her dress. The midnight blue color that it used to be was lost. “He still got me… at least your not hurt…” Caitlyn looked down at herself with a small smile. It was quickly replaced with a wince.

“No! Caitlyn no please!” You held her face in your hands, desperate for her to return to normal. She was blinking slowly, but smiling at you. “You promised! The cottage, a garden as beautiful as the last!” Your tears were falling onto her face. Caitlyn was crying too now. “I know…I’m so sorry love… Somehow, I always manage to do you wrong.” she reached one arm up to wipe away your tears with her thumb. “It’s funny how life works isn’t it?…. The…the moment I find someone to live for….” Her voice weakened and shook as she cried. She was trying not to cry though, desperately attempting to stay strong for you. “Cait…” You sobbed, not being able to utter her full name. 

With the last of her strength, Caitlyn brought your face closer for a kiss. Time stood still. She didn’t need to say anything more to you. She loved you. She loved you enough to die in your place. When she stopped reciprocating, and her arm fell, you let her head rest on your lap again. Her eyes were closed, and there was a small smile on her lips. You leaned over her body, begging her to get back up. “You can’t leave me…please…” Whisper meowed at her frozen owner, and pawed curiously at Caitlyn’s limp arm. It’s almost like she realized what happened when she moved to press herself against your side. You stayed there on the forest floor, cradling her body until dawn. 

You were still crying when the sun reached over the treetops. You had lost track of the time, and forgot about everything else but your dead lover in your arms. Even your father was cast aside. When the sun began to touch her skin, it didn’t melt her, or turn her body into dust. You were curious as to why, but it was hard to care about anything else. You hugged her limp body close, and cried into her shoulder. Whisper was sitting next you, quiet as a mouse. She had been your first love. With Caitlyn, it felt real. Sure she was a little scary at the start, but the more you got to know her, the more you realized she was only human. She had faults, she made mistakes, and she hated herself for them. 

You took Caitlyn’s body to a quiet place in the forest, surrounded by wildflowers and the same lake she once took you to. You were so close to being free. You had almost made it. The lake was truly beautiful in the daylight, just as Caitlyn said it was. You laid her down on the forest floor, soft grass brushing against her porcelain cheek, and you cried onto her chest. For a moment, you wished you had died with her. You’d be together. It’d be some other demented love story where the couple dies tragically in each others arms, forever seeking asylum from a world that couldn’t bare their love. You weren’t that lucky though. 

You kissed her frozen lips one more time, and buried your face into her neck. Even in the autumn, the sun felt warm. Caitlyn felt warm too. 

A hand touched your back and you flinched, then another hand until

You were trapped in a smothering hug. “Caitlyn?” You said in pure disbelief, but there she was, crying just as much as you, hugging you like she could never let you go again. “I’m so sorry…” She said. “I shouldn’t have left you.” You were crying tears of relieved joy. “You’re back! Caitlyn you’re back…” She quickly sat the both of you up, and kissed you right there at the edge of the lake. “Wait!” You stumbled out of the kiss. “You’re not… the sunlight! How are you…” your voice trailed off as you ran one hand down her warm face. Caitlyn smiled at you. There were no fangs in her smile. You hugged her so tightly the two of you ended up on the ground again, crying and giggling like schoolgirls. “I have you to thank. I truly think the only reason I’m alive, or even human again, is because of you.” She picked a wildflower and tucked it behind your ear.

“Maybe, this was what the curse was about the whole time.” She said, pressing her forehead to yours. “What?” You said breathlessly. “I needed someone to teach me how to love, how to care, to be selfless…” She cupped your cheeks and kissed you again. Her lips were salty with tears. “Dying for you may have been the best thing I’ve ever done.” You disagreed strongly. “I wouldn’t say that…” She chuckled softly, and hugged you close. “Really, thank you. I don’t think there’s anything else I can say To express my thanks.” She kissed you again. 

“It’s beautiful in the daytime isn’t it?” Caitlyn said in reference to the lake. “It is.” You replied. “It really is.” You sat there in the grass, watching as the sun shone on the silver surface.

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Thinking about…

Controversially older Caitlyn who met you when she was thirty eight and you were twenty two. That’s a sixteen year age gap, but for some reason, the both of you were into it. She was the wealthy owner of a luxury empire which included fragrances, jewelry, clothes, and bags. You were a waitress at one of her favorite restaurants.

Controversially older Caitlyn who didn’t ask you out at first. She used to request that you be her waitress every time she came to the restaurant you worked at. It caused gossip among your coworkers so many times. 

“Ms. Kiramman is here again! This is like, the tenth time this month! I bet she’s going to ask for you again.” 

One of your coworkers teased. Sure enough, she requested you again.

Controversially older Caitlyn who finally asked you for a date on her twelve visit to the restaurant for the month. You were bringing her the check at the end of her meal, and she suddenly placed her hand on yours. “I meant to ask, are you free anytime soon? I’ve had my eye on you for some time now.” You were a little surprised given how much older than you she was, but who were you to refuse a date with one of the richest women ever?

Controversially older Caitlyn who is annoyed by the gossip magazines and paparazzi. Always another article on “Cougar Kiramman” Or “Cradle-Robber Caitlyn.” She knew her tastes were unconventional, but didn’t like to sensationalize things, even if the age gap was a turn on for her. Whenever she sees you reading the articles, she snatches them away with a scowl. “Don’t pay attention to that garbage. They don’t know anything about us.”

Controversially older Caitlyn who wants to provide you with everything. She buys you clothes, pays your bills, and even asks  you move into her high rise massive apartment in New York. She was a giver in every sense of the word. 

Controversially older Caitlyn who saw you as her sanctuary. She loved that you stayed home, and fully bought into your new position as her housewife. She loved buying you cute home making things like frilly aprons, cute household appliances, and everything if it made you smile. She loved coming home to you and letting you wash the exhaustion of the outside world away.

Controversially older Caitlyn who hates asking you for help. She likes to feel like she’s the leader. She’s the wise older one who gets to dote on you, but if she really does need your help, she’ll always accept it.

Controversially older Caitlyn who treats you like a teddy bear in bed. Whenever she gets home late from work, her arms wrap around you and pull you close to her. She’ll kiss your cheeks and tells you she loves you before falling asleep with you nestled in her arms.

Controversially older Caitlyn who enjoys teaching you about all sorts of things. She flaunts her life experience. She introduced you to expensive kinds of alcohol, and let you smoke one of her prized cigars from Cuba.

Controversially older Caitlyn who loves taking you on expensive vacations. Whether it be her yacht in the Bahamas for the summer, or a ski resort in Switzerland, she’s always on top of planning, and paying for the whole thing.

Controversially older Caitlyn who enjoys the age gap. She likes how much younger you are by comparison. The power dynamic gives her a rush she wasn’t able to achieve with other partners of a more acceptable age. 

Nsfw 

Controversially older Caitlyn who lives for teaching you all sorts of filthy things. Every first she takes is more exhilarating than the last. She loves seeing you react to something you’ve never experienced before, whether it be bondage, anal, role playing, toys, she loves it. “You’ve never done this before have you? Don’t worry baby…I’ll take care of you.” She enjoys giving you aphrodisiacs and watching how your body reacts to her ministrations when your sensitivity is heightened.

Controversially older Caitlyn who has a mommy kink. Just hearing that word from your lips makes her increase her efforts tenfold to make you come. “Again.” She rasps against yours throat, hips slamming into your thighs as her strap bruises your cervix. “Say it again.” She demanded, but you could barely breathe from just how intense everything was. “M-mommy…” you managed to get out between some gasps and moans. “Fuck…you belong to me. Do you hear me?” 

Controversially older Caitlyn who loves dressing you up in the softest, most beautiful lingerie. Surprisingly, she prefers to keep it on when she inevitably fucks you in it. Caitlyn loves seeing you adorned in her money.

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You know what hurts?

Not the hate for Vi and Caitlyn—I’ve seen enough ships torn apart to be used to that.

What hurts is why people hate them.

Because it’s rarely about the relationship.

It’s usually because they hate one of the women.

And 9 times out of 10, it’s Caitlyn.

And that stings—not because I need you to love my favorite character. I don’t.

It stings because the reason people hate this fictional relationship is often because it makes them uncomfortable. Not because it's poorly written, but because it's real.

Vi and Caitlyn aren’t a fantasy.

They’re not a glossy paperback romance.

They’re not a Wattpad fic about falling in love at first eye contact, sharing a bed, and bickering once before living happily ever after.

They're messy. They're grown. They're raw.

They don’t start with flirtation. They start with trauma.

They don’t unfold with soft music and love confessions.

They unfold with prejudice, class divide, survival, grief, and deeply repressed feelings.

They’re two adults, with baggage. With lives. With purpose outside each other. And they still, still, choose each other again and again.

No, it’s not perfect. That’s the point.

The relationship between Vi and Caitlyn explores what most media glosses over:

That relationships—real, adult relationships—don’t come prepackaged.

They’re not polished.

They’re not always cute.

They involve misunderstanding, infatuation, devotion, mess-ups, miscommunication, heartbreak, and effort. Real effort.

And if you somehow watched Arcane and missed Caitlyn apologizing, missed the scene where she put down her defenses and tried again—then I don’t know what to tell you.

Media literacy is free.

And this hits even harder because—yes, Arcane is fantasy, but it is grounded in reality.

This is not a magical fairytale kingdom. It’s not a sanitized cartoon world.

It’s oppression.

It’s poverty.

It’s loss, grief, class war, addiction, famine, pollution, abandonment, death.

It’s real-world issues, dressed in animation, told through metaphor, but meant for you to recognize the truth inside it.

Arcane is not made for children. Or rather—it’s not made only for them.

There are themes that kids will not understand. That they cannot relate to.

Like what it means for two grown adults from opposing worlds to find something worth fighting for in each other.

Like what it means to love someone you should hate.

Like what it means to rebuild trust instead of just earning it.

And that’s okay. If you’re 13 and you don’t relate—that doesn’t make the story bad. It makes it honest.

Here’s something that means a lot to me:

Vi and Caitlyn are lesbians.

And that matters.

Because if this were a straight couple—if it were a man and a woman—people would understand this story as “oppressor versus oppressed.” They’d see the complexity, the struggle, the fight to build something real despite everything.

But because they’re lesbians?

Suddenly, people think they should act differently. Like they shouldn’t make mistakes, shouldn’t fight, shouldn’t be messy or imperfect.

Like the story has to be something else.

I love that they’re lesbians because lesbians are allowed to fuck up too.

Without being labeled horrible people.

Without needing to be perfect role models or flawless icons.

Without having their every action scrutinized or twisted.

If a man and a woman acted the same way, he’d be the morally great hero. She’d be the damsel in distress. And everyone would sigh and say, “Aww, true love.”

But because it’s two women?

Suddenly the entire relationship is called terrible.

And I reject that.

We got accurate lesbian representation—not oversexualized, not fetishized, not just there to tick a box.

They didn’t give up everything for one another.

They had lives outside each other. Friendships. Bonds. Goals. Struggles.

They were full people.

So here we are.

A raw, honest lesbian love story that doesn’t center men.

That isn’t perfect, but isn’t evil.

That shows two adults who fuck up, apologize, and try again.

That is real.

That is revolutionary.

And I am here for it.

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Stick In The Mud

Jinx x fem!reader

Summary: After a bad experience, Jinx refuses to give you another tattoo, much to your annoyance.

Warnings: smut that’s it

For @cheesecakeseacake

“Please?” You begged your girlfriend for what was probably the hundredth time by now. “I told you, not doing it.” Jinx crossed her arms and blew a strand of hair out of her face. “Ugh, you always say no! You’ve given me a tattoo before! I don’t see what the issue is.”

“The issue is that you have the pain tolerance of a two year old! I can’t give you a womb tattoo cuz you’d be crying and squirming around the whole time. Those things are hard already.” You pouted and rolled your eyes. Ever since you got Jinx to give you a tattoo, one of her monkey bombs on the small of your back, she refused to touch you with the gun ever again. And yeah, maybe it did hurt like a bitch but they looked cool and you wanted another one.

“Come on, Jinx! You’re never a stick in the mud. Why now?”

“I’m not being a stick in the mud, I just don’t like hurting you.” You were frustrated. You wanted this tattoo so badly, and the only one you wanted to give it to you was Jinx. But no, all of a sudden she wants to play it safe. 

“Don’t dwell on it. Well, I’m headin out. See you soon.” Jinx grabbed her things, and skipped away. You weren’t going down without a fight though.

That evening, Jinx got back from whatever she was out doing. You couldn’t care less. You were giving her the cold shoulder after all. “Hey babe.” She said casually, tossing her gun onto her desk. “There a reason you’re ignoring me? It’s not about this damn tattoo is it?” She turned on her speakers and puts some music on. You ignored her. “Hey, What’s got your panties in a twist?” She flicked your shoulder playfully. “Oh nothing…” you responded sarcastically. 

“Are you being sarcastic right now?Seriously? I told you, I’m not tattooing you.” Jinx wandered around, lip syncing to the song. “Oh well.” You said, adding a tinge of trickery to your tone that made Jinx turn around. “Whenever you talk like that it’s always something I don’t like.” You rolled your eyes playfully, and grabbed a sketch of the tattoo you wanted. “No, it’s seriously nothing. I’ll just go down the the tattoo place, and have someone else mark me up.” The wording was not lost on your girlfriend. “What are you getting at?” 

“I just have to let someone else see me up close and personal, maybe without any pants since it’s on my womb…you know, I wanted it to be you, since we’re dating and all, but since you don’t want to that badly…” 

“Hey that’s not what I meant!” Jinx huffs. 

“Then what did you mean?”

“I meant no tattoo. If I don’t give it to you no one does.”

“Why? Don’t want anyone to touch me or something like that? Because ‘I’m yours?’” You mimicked a cheesy tone. You were seriously trying your best to be as obnoxious as possible. “Well duh! Why would I want that?” You felt her hands on your shoulders, turning you around to face her. “What, are you jealous?” You sneered, getting up in her face. Your girlfriend responded by pulling you closer for a rough kiss. You were rendered speechless.

“You can be really annoying sometimes, you know that?” Jinx said, moving one hand down your stomach to underneath your clothes. You felt her fingertips brush your clit, and stumbled back against her desk. “It’s stupid to say, but you’re right. I don’t like it when other people touch you,” she slid one finger in, talking directly into your ear. “I don’t like it when people even look at you. I can’t stand it. Don’t even mention cat callers.” She added another finger, speeding up her movements to an agonizingly quick pace. “Jinx!” You whined, she scoffed. 

“You’re pretty wet for someone who was trying to ignore me…Tell you what, if you can come on my fingers I’ll let you get that tattoo you want soooo badly~ My only rule is that I give it to you. Not some other creep.” At that offer, you rocked your hips in time with her fingers, moaning pornographically all the way. “You freak…” Jinx said in response, smiling at you slyly. “Coming…” you whined, moving your hips faster. “Yeah? You are?” Her fingers were incredibly fast, but she’s never once hurt you with them.

When you finally came, Jinx laughed softly, and kissed your cheek. “Alright pretty girl. Lay down and I’ll get started.” She removed her hand from your clothes and gave her fingers a lick for good measure. “Hey! You felt yourself becoming aroused all over again. “What? You taste good. I’m not going to waste it.” She turned around and winked at you. “Now hurry up or I won’t tat’cha.” 

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𝐼𝓉’𝓈 𝒩𝑜 𝑀𝓎𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓎 II

detective Caitlyn x fem! Intern! Reader

part one

summary: The serial killer case is closed, so Caitlyn insists on celebrating with you. To satisfy your own curiosity, you try to get a grasp on how your brooding mentor really feels about you.

3.3kI think

a/n: releases after this are some of the last requests, bloodlust V, some silly oneshots (some smutty) and yeah. I’m sort of flopping rn though, but it okay 😋

You were sitting in Caitlyn’s office chair, playing with one of her more expensive cigars when she entered her office. “Good morning.” She seemed quite chipper today. “Did something good happen?” You leaned over her desk, watching your mentor smile to herself as she loosened her tie. “You remember that suspect Detective Lanes and I interrogated?”

You stood up as she came to sit in her chair, swiping her cigar from you. “Yes?” Caitlyn Swung her legs up and onto her desk. “I’m one hundred percent sure that’s him. Another one for the books.” With a prideful expression, she lit her cigar. “I deserve something nice, don’t you think?”

“Yes, that’s amazing!” This is the best mood you’ve ever seen her in. “Hm, I think we should celebrate. Join me for a drink this evening?” You held your breath. “Here?”

“No silly, a bar. A club.” She smiled at you lazily. You could float from happiness. “Yes of course!” Caitlyn raised an eyebrow at your enthusiastic response, but shook her head and chuckled. “You’re too predictable. As your mentor, I recommend learning how to do a pokerface.”

You were practically buzzing the rest of the day. A night out with Detective Kiramman after she solved another case. She seemed a lot more easygoing now. That killer must have been weighing her down. You excitedly finished the last of the paperwork Caitlyn gave you, and headed back to her office. The sun was down, and Caitlyn and you were some of the last people at the office. “Are you ready to go?” Caitlyn asked, smiling at your excited demeanor. “Yes ma’am. I got everything that you asked for done.” Caitlyn pulled on her coat and passed you your own. “Good girl. Now, let’s go enjoy ourselves.” She caught a taxi for the two of you, and even picked the bar herself. “This one’s good.”  

“If you say so. I don’t know which places are best around here.” Caitlyn smiled. “It’ll be my treat then.”

You and Caitlyn arrived at the bar, and she was quick to recommend you her favorite drinks. “Oh- and this one too. It’s a little strong, but you can handle it.” A few drinks in, you were laughing at everything she said. Caitlyn loosened up too, and seemed to be enjoying your attention. Especially those eyes you kept staring at her with.

 “Really? What happened next?” You leaned in closer as Caitlyn told you a story of an operation she took place in. “Well, that’s when I busted in there with my finger on the trigger. Stopped the robbery before it could even happen.” Your wide eyed stare made Caitlyn’s chest tighten. “Wow! You’re so cool Ms. Caitlyn.” Your mentor was blushing now. Whether it was from your constant flattery or her drink was a mystery to you. “Enough about me… what about you?” Caitlyn asked, sipping her drink while keeping her eyes on yours. 

“Me? Well, I’m a student, I’ve always loved reading about crime and detective work…the articles about you are my favorite.” Caitlyn chucked, put her drink down to cover your hand with hers, and squeezed a little. She looked tipsy. “What else? You’re a pretty girl. Do you have a boyfriend?” Your heart stopped. She was looking at you with sultry, confident eyes that made you nervous. “No…I’m not in any relationship right now.” Caitlyn squeezed your hand tighter, and sipped her drink with her other hand. “That’s for the best is what I think. I’d hate if my intern was distracted with someone else…” You couldn’t believe this was happening to you. Was she flirting with you? Could this all just be because of the alcohol? You hoped not. “Ahaha…yeah, I can’t get distracted.” 

“You said you were unmarried, but do you have a boyfriend?” It was your turn to ask. “No. I’m completely and utterly single.” Caitlyn winked. “I should stop before I’m too drunk. I have to get you home after all.” She moved her hand to ask for the bill with a wave. “I wouldn’t want to trouble you Ms. Caitlyn. My apartment complex is a little far from this place, and it’s already late. I’m sure I’d be fine on my own!” You tried to assure her, but Caitlyn simply shrugged her shoulders. “Stay with me then.” 

Huh?

“W-what?”

“Stay at my place. I have room, and you’re right, it’s late. Far too late for a young lady to go home alone.” Caitlyn stood up and put her jacket on after paying. “Well? Don’t make me leave you behind.” You followed after her, and got into another cab. “Where do you live?” You asked, trying to break the silence. “Just down this street. My complex is right there.” Caitlyn pointed to a tall building in the distance. It was a nice looking building, definitely more expensive than your shabby place. The cab stopped at the entrance, and Caitlyn tipped the driver handsomely.

The waiting room alone told you what kind of place it was. The shiny marble flooring clicked against your shoes, and the faint sound of music came from a fancy restaurant that was in house.

Once you arrived in Caitlyn’s apartment, you were in awe. It was a cozy, yet sophisticated space. Caitlyn took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack. You flinched when you felt her hands on your shoulders, but you relaxed when you realized she was just taking off your jacket. “So, where would you like me to stay?” You tried to start a normal conversation, but your heart was beating incredibly fast. You were standing in your idols apartment, and you were staying the night. Anything could happen.

 Caitlyn hummed in thought. “Hmm, it depends on what you’re comfortable with. I wouldn’t mind you in my bed. I have the space. The couch is also an option if that makes you uncomfortable.” You thought for a minute. “Can I sleep in your bed?” Your drunk mentor smiled coyly, her cheeks a soft pink. “Yes that’s fine. I’ll get you something to sleep in.” You followed Caitlyn into her bedroom, and accepted the old button down shirt she gave you.

You changed in Caitlyn’s bathroom, and when you came out, she was already in her bed. Her hair was down, and the loose, silk tank top she wore left little to your raging imagination. You slid onto the bed next to her, but kept some distance between you two. You were too excited to try and sleep when Caitlyn turned the lights out. Caitlyn turned around to face you. “You’re excited. It’s too easy to read you. I know I’m like a celebrity to you.” Her voice was slurred and accent thicker. She wore a crooked grin. “Uhm…” was all you could say to her putting you on the spot. Answering yes would be weird. Caitlyn came closer, and adjusted the duvet so it covered the both of you. “If you get cold, I’d be happy to warm you up.” She poked your nose playfully, and laughed. Drunk Caitlyn was really something.

You almost had a heart attack when you felt her hands slowly crawl around your waist, and pull you against her. “S’been so long since somebody’s warmed my bed…excuse how unprofessional I’m being. You’re just too adorable not to cuddle…” she spoke in your ear. The scent of alcohol was on her breath. Would she remember any of this in the morning? “Intern?…I think I’m drunk…” Something you already knew. Caitlyn continued.

 “Wanted to show off to you and drank too much…”

“You wanted to show off?” Why would she want to do that? “Hmm, wanted to impress you… live up to that image of me you have in your head. Where I’m mature and cool. It’s silly, I know.”

“No…that’s okay. You already live up to that.” Caitlyn’s cheeks were flushed. “Really?” You nodded. “You’re so sweet… so soft…” she pulled you even closer. She was so close. “You look so nervous…Do I make you nervous?” She giggled softly. “I meant what I said about you back there. You’re a pretty young lady.” One of her hands maneuvered down to rest on your thigh. You were screaming on the inside. “Thank you.” You managed to say. Caitlyn yawned, and rubbed your bare thigh. She was asleep almost instantly after that. You were a mess of nerves and heat. After calming yourself by aligning your breaths with Caitlyn’s, you went to sleep.

Your eyes opened slowly, getting used to the sunlight. When you looked to your right, Caitlyn’s face was right in front of you. Startled, you sat up. She was still asleep, and the sun was rising. You took the time to admire her. You really shared a bed with Detective Kiramman. You’re actually sitting in her massive apartment right now. 

You leaned in over her face, which looked so peaceful as she slept. Her lips were slightly parted, and her hair was sprawled like a halo around her head. You were a mere inches from her face when her eyes fluttered open. “Good morning…” She said, causing you to jump back. “Sorry! I don’t know what I was doing…” It was your turn to ramble as Caitlyn sat up, stretching her arms. “Just admiring me as usual I see.” Caitlyn shook her head, smiling at your behavior. Her hair fell naturally over her shoulders and face, and you were stunned. She was really beautiful. 

“What?…” Caitlyn tilted her head. “Don’t tell me I said something strange to you last night. When I’m drunk I ramble my ass off…”  Oh she said some things to you, but you weren’t about to tell.

“No, I just got distracted…” You stood up, and stretched your arms up yourself.

“You’re not hungover? You are a little drunk last night.” Caitlyn shook her head. “No. I don’t get them often unless I’m completely wasted. I can hold my alcohol well.” 

“I see.” You fiddled with the buttons of her shirt that you wore. “I didn’t…do anything strange, did I? I don’t get hungover, but I do tend to forget things.” Caitlyn looked a little worried. “Nothing physical?” 

“No! Everything was fine! I mean, you were a little cuddly, but that’s no issue.” Caitlyn’s face slowly grew red. “I- sorry…” her bashful side was cute. “Thank you for letting me stay the night with you, Ms. Caitlyn.”

“Call me Caitlyn.” She said suddenly. “Huh?”

“Miss sounds too formal. Don’t you think so? We’ve grown closer.” Caitlyn smiled at you. This is the most casual she’s ever been with you. “Uhm, alright Caitlyn…” 

“No time to waste. Get dressed and we’ll head to work together.” You tried to hide your grin. You felt like you were a married couple, but that was your delusion talking. Your delusions didn’t go unnoticed by your mentor. “Please stop staring off into space with that little smile of yours…” She went back to her usual stern demeanor to scold you. “Sorry!” You said, focusing on getting dressed.

In the office, the day went on as usual. Collecting Caitlyn’s mail, and making her coffee. Today, she was just filling out more paperwork regarding the case she solved. There was definitely something between you two. Her confessions last night had to mean something. She thought you were pretty, and even asked if you had a boyfriend. Surely, it wasn’t just the alcohol, but monotone mood of the following day made you feel a little hopeless on the chances.

When you got home that evening, you made a plan. If you wanted to really catch her eye, you had to act like it. See if that night was really only the alcohol talking, or if she really meant it. You went to your closet, and took out your outfit for the next day. A white, form fitting button down, a pencil skirt that ended more than a couple inches above your knees, and some sheer, black pantyhose. You found some heels to match too. “Well, here goes nothing.” 

The next morning, you teased your hair a little more than usual, and put on some bolder makeup. You took a glance at yourself in your mirror, and left for the day. 

Entering the office that morning was a little embarrassing. You wanted Caitlyn’s eyes on you, but you didn’t account for the fact that others would also see you putting in a lot more effort than normal. The occasional glance from another detective or even other interns made your face feel hot. You couldn’t sweat though. Not after all of this work. You stopped in the mail room to get Caitlyn’s mail, made her coffee black as usual, and headed to her office. 

“Caitlyn? I’m here.” You knocked on the door. When she came to answer, you could see her expression change upon taking you in. After an awkward second or two of her trying not to stare, she stepped aside to let you in. “Good morning…” is all she said. “So, how’s your morning been?” You followed your pacing mentor around the office. Her face was a little flushed. “It’s been fine.” She answered, and turned around to face you. Her eyes floated downward to your chest, glancing at the few buttons you left open. She cleared her throat, and averted her gaze. “Can you pick something up for me at the front desk?”

“Oh, sure.” You were about to leave when she pulled you back by your shoulder. “Wait a moment.” She turned you around, and buttoned up your shirt all the way. “There. You may go.” You delayed for a moment from the surprise, but went to fetch her papers.

When you were making your way back to Caitlyn’s office, another intern stopped you. A young man. “Hey, you’re interning under Kiramman right? I’m-”

“Intern.” Caitlyn’s voice interrupted the young man trying to introduce himself to you. Maybe you took to long? “My office, now please.” With a quick apology to the young man, you followed Caitlyn into her office.

The door clicked shut, and Caitlyn rounded back to stand in front of you, trapping you between her desk and herself. “All dressed up today I see… were you hoping to catch somebody’s eye? I’d say that young man was enticed.” She noticed. There was a small twinge of something in her voice. Jealousy maybe? You squeezed your pantyhose clad thighs together. “No?” The nervousness in your voice betrayed you. Caitlyn leaned in closer, resting one hand on her desk. “You don’t seem so sure.” Her hand slowly moved to stroke one of your legs. “You’re certain this wasn’t for anyone’s…enjoyment?”

Your lips felt like they were glued shut. She just kept rubbing up and down your leg so tantalizingly. “Yes.” Your response was barely above a whisper. She hummed. Her eyes took in your new attire, but she seemed particularly interested in your pantyhose.

“For a moment, I thought this was for me. I hope you don’t mind that I’m enjoying it.” She backed up, crossed her arms. You knew she didn’t believe your excuses. Caitlyn knew that you were trying to get her attention. “You should wear pantyhose more often. I like them.” That’s the last thing she said before leaving the room.

 So she liked pantyhose. 

It would be some time before she got back. Another meeting. You spent that time cleaning her office again. You were sifting through some papers on her desk when one of them caught your eye. A case file for a mysterious death. While you waited for Caitlyn to come back, you read through it and did some theorizing of your own.

“I’m back…” Caitlyn came through the door looking exhausted. “I hate meetings… there’s a reason I don’t take you to shadow me.” She makes her way over to you, who was still intently going through the case file. “Helping yourself I see… that’s my new case. A mysterious death. Murder or suicide?” She wanted to know what you came up with.

“Sorry. I got curious. After looking through it though, some things are quite obvious. It’s definitely a murder. The victims hands are scratched, and there are signs of a struggle everywhere. Bits of carpet in her nails, and shallower wounds around the fatal one…”

Caitlyn hummed in approval. “Good girl…” She pat your shoulder. “Now get up. This is my chair.”

“Sorry!” You stood and moved out of the way. Caitlyn sat down and stretched before patting her thigh. “Well? You want to keep going through it don’t you?” When you realized what she was implying, your palms grew sweaty. “Oh- alright.” You sat down on her lap, and leaned over her desk. “So, when I went through the files myself last night, I discovered…” You were not paying attention to anything she was saying. The feeling of her thigh beneath you had your mind spinning. Caitlyn was acting as if she did nothing strange, and kept going on about possible suspects, and the weapon that was found. Maybe she didn’t see this as suggestive at all.

Caitlyn’s arm suddenly moved around your waist to rest on your thigh. That pulled you back into reality with a jolt. “Are you paying attention?” Caitlyn asked. “You seem skittish. Would you like some water?” She was grinning. This was definitely on purpose. You took a deep breath to steady yourself. “No, I’m uhm, I’m alright.”

“If you say so.” Caitlyn shrugged and continued her miniature lecture. She was playing with you like how a cat would a mouse.

“Oh, apologies. I lost track of the time.” Caitlyn said. Hey voice was breathy with tiredness. “We best head home now. I’ll take the cab with you.” You got off of her lap. “Okay. Thank you.” She smiled. “It’s no issue at all. After all, I have to take care of you.” Caitlyn rested her hand on your head and gave it a few pats. 

You both walked down the street, searching for a cab when Caitlyn started to speak again. “So, will you dress up for me again tomorrow? I have to say, it was quite the pick-me-up.” There was no use in trying to hide it now. “If you really liked it…” your voice trailed off suggestively. Caitlyn stopped a cab and opened the door for you. “Don't take it the wrong way, you’re pretty without the lipstick and pantyhose.” Caitlyn corrected. You felt your cheeks heat up from her complement. “Thank you.” You said with a bashful laugh. 

Once you got to your apartment, you stepped out of the cab and were surprised to see Caitlyn get out too. “I’ll walk you.” She said. The ride up the elevator was silent. Your hands were clutched together, and Caitlyn was smoking a cigarette. Your complex wasn’t the kind to have rules against it. The doors chimed and opened, and you and Caitlyn stepped out. You dug around your purse for your keys, which Caitlyn watched with a small smile. Once you got the door unlocked, you stepped inside.

“Well, goodnight Caitlyn. Thank you for walking me home.” She took a slow drag into the night. “It’s no problem…” she lingered, and you stayed at the door. Something made you not want to close it. Something made her not want to leave. “Wait.” Caitlyn suddenly leaned in. The scent of smoke and cologne filled your nose. Caitlyn looked like she was considering saying something, but she didn’t. “Never mind. Sleep well.” She turned around, and left. 

How odd.

She was hiding something from you. That much was obvious. It was getting late, so you closed the door and got ready for bed. There wasn’t much time left on your internship, and classes would start again soon. What may happen between then and now was a mystery to you. 

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yes yes yes and yes a million times yes

I think it's fine to ship straight characters as gay, but that means you also can't be mad when other people ship gay characters as straight

the issue with your logic is that very few characters are actually canonically straight lmao. I personally wouldn’t ship a character who has explicitly said they’re straight as gay (though you could argue fanon will always trump over canon). when characters are canonically queer, it’s VERY intentional.

can you name a single character that has been confirmed straight? I can name several confirmed gay characters, and even more that are queer-coded but not confirmed. the issue with saying “I can ship gay characters as straight if you can ship straight characters as gay!” is that if a character is gay, most likely it’s canonical. I can’t be mad at you for shipping a female character with a man if her sexuality hasn’t been confirmed, because your ship is no less canon than mine. however, it would be weird for you to ship a character who has explicitly been labeled as a lesbian or queer by the creators with a man. like it would be weird to ship vi from arcane with a guy because she’s canonically a lesbian.

your argument doesn’t have much to stand on because you don’t really have a right to get mad at people for shipping characters who aren’t canonically any sexuality. there’s no such thing as “shipping straight characters as gay”

also, do you think people ship characters out of nowhere? if a ship is popular that means they have chemistry. oftentimes fanon queer ships have better chemistry than canon straight ships

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werewolf!Vi requester here!! The fic turned out very great, thank you so much for your work <3

yayyy I’m so happy you liked it!☺️