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Crawling Back To You

SUMMARY: Caitlyn and Vi are soulmates in every universe, and they get together in every timeline. Except one, where Vi died in the explosion at Jayce’s apartment. In that timeline, Cait grew up with a sense of emptiness in her heart, seeking something — someone — no longer present. Until one day, when an accident in Viktor’s laboratory sends her to another universe: a universe where a Violet lost her Cait to the very same explosion.

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In this timeline, Caitlyn had always felt… hollow. As a child, she couldn’t name it—a vague ache in her chest, a longing for something she’d never known. Her life was orderly, precise, successful. But empty. The kind of emptiness that made her stare at the ceiling at night, feeling the weight of something missing, though she never knew what.

She chased danger, justice, meaning. But the ache remained.

Then, one ordinary day, Viktor’s lab exploded. No one really knew why—some Hextech malfunction, they said. But Caitlyn didn’t remember the explosion. She remembered falling. And when she opened her eyes, she wasn’t in her Piltover anymore.

This Piltover was… wrong. The skyline was familiar, yet foreign, as though someone had repainted her memories with darker shades. She wandered, unnoticed, through streets that should have felt like home but didn’t. It wasn’t until she saw a girl that Caitlyn understood.

Violet. She can remember the name.

But not the Violet she’d never saw—this one was older, more scarred, her eyes harder, as though she’d learned to live without something vital.

When Caitlyn found her, Violet froze. The disbelief in her expression twisted into something Cait couldn’t quite name—confusion and fragile, desperate hope.

“I… do we know each other?” Caitlyn asked, though her heart pounded violently, as though her body knew what her mind did not.

Vi just stared, haunted, as though seeing a ghost. Because, in her universe, she was. But she was quick to mask it with a guarded expression.

“Do we?” Vi tilted her head, backing away, as though afraid Caitlyn might vanish if she got too close. “You do seem familiar.”

And Caitlyn, for reasons she couldn’t understand, stepped forward. Because even though she didn’t remember Vi—not truly—she felt it. The pull. The ache. And now, seeing her, she knew… this was what she’d been missing. It had to be.

In every universe, they found each other.

Except this one.

But maybe… just maybe, fate was giving them another chance.

Hope you liked, cause this preview is not even close from everything I have planned for this fic. I’ll release this story on ao3 soon enough and I’ll drop the link here. xoxo

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I’m also preparing an Ambessa x Mercenary Reader AU. There will be a little angst, lesbian yearning and smut. I’m so excited jshshsjs

I’ve seen a lot of you looking for Mel x Reader (wlw) smut so I’m kind of cooking something rn… Things are getting freakyy.

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I’ve seen a lot of you looking for Mel x Reader (wlw) smut so I’m kind of cooking something rn… Things are getting freakyy.

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HII~

So mean strict ambessa realising she pushed reader too far?

Oh I see where you’re coming from… tell me more about your idea so I can do it

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I love writing every kind of wlw stuff so if you guys been looking for a specific plot with any character or ship u can send me and I’ll do it for you!!! smut, fluffy or whatever 🫶🏻

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young caitlyn headcanons

—⟢ 20 Cait’s childhood headcanons: habits, hobbies and little details I love. Some of them are long, others quite short. Enjoy!

���� ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s quite good at chess and puzzles.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She sucks at lying. When she “has” to, she simply falls silent or avoid eye contact.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She collects dried flowers to be bookmarks.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s had the same haircut ever since her hair first reached her shoulders. One night in middle school, she decided to try something new and cut herself some bangs—but they turned out uneven. So she just clipped them to the side and waited for them to grow back.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She plays piano since she was six. She has many trophies and most of them are on display in the hallways.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s had all kinds of pets—dogs, cockatiels, turtles, bunnies—but she got along best with dogs, especially trained Dobermans. The smaller ones kept getting lost in the mansion.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Cait never went through a denial phase about her sexuality. She was never interested in boys or curious about them like her friends were. When she realized she liked girls, she immediately knew she didn’t like boys at all.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Caitlyn is a black belt in Taekwondo and Jiu-Jitsu. Medals and photos of her victories are also displayed in the hallways of the house. She doesn’t look at them very often.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s very shy. She interacts with only a few people: her parents, Grayson, Jayce, and one or two friends from school.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She writes a lot about everything. She goes through dozens and dozens of notebooks each year, using them for different purposes—documenting her daily life, jotting down her thoughts, and even writing poetry or adventure novels. She keeps them all in a box under her bed, each one labeled with the year and how long it was used.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Cait loves music, specially the ones she can visualize herself playing on piano. She picked up the habit of tapping her fingers on any surface, mimicking piano keys.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’d dress like Tobias instead of Cassandra. They all have the same palette, but she’d much rather wear pants and shorts like her dad. Cass reluctantly got used to it.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s stubborn, very stubborn. She’d argue with her mother about what she believes it’s right or wrong, and she’d stuck to her principles—the ones she built herself—even if she loses the argument to a very eloquent and firm Cassandra.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Her first rifle was a birthday gift from Grayson when she turned nine.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s an only child and the jealous type. She’d get possessive over her toys and her parents’ attention. As a kid, she would narrow her eyes at any man who spoke to her mother or any woman who spoke to her father.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She used her school projects as an excuse to spend more time at Jayce’s place, helping him with his research.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Mel did her makeup for her first school ball.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She’s obsessed with Batman but she always had a crush on cat woman.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Her first kiss was with a (girl) friend. It was actually a peck and she blushed so hard she couldn’t keep eye contact for a while.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 She brings stray cats to the house and even tho most of them run away again, some of them come back to her window.