#not caitlyn but they are related

[sihakadan]

Vee says be gay and eat the rich, also do crime.

Oh, and trans rights are human rights.**

**Vee is not trans and the band is to show support for her little man Tek, who belongs to the super duper talented @felinae-felidae because we love and cherish is little feral man ass.

[vyeoh]

Watched arcane and I think the nerds should all hold hands

[somedudenamedanthony]

More of the sad victorian poet Jinx

She deserves a big comfy jacket and some fucking sleep

[blood-starved-beast]

Musing here, but as we're anticipating a stronger Caitlyn focus next season do you think the show will touch upon any feelings Caitlyn might have about her (possible, speculative here) Ionian heritage? Especially since Ambessa likely would be trying to strongarm Noxian martial law into Piltover/Zaun following the explosion at the Council hall. Even if it's for one or two scenes it could be interesting

[idkwhatimdoingbutslay]

Vi would retweet/reblog/post this on her story four hundred times and Caitlyn would be incredibly concerned as she watches the whole debacle

[movedtoferinehuntress]

[ * 𝗗𝗔𝗦𝗛 : 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚄𝚁𝙻 𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙸𝚃𝙻𝙴𝚂. 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙽, 𝚃𝙰𝙶 𝙰𝚂 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚄𝚁𝙻. ]

𝔸 ᅳ Artemis, lindsey stirling . ℝ ᅳ Rise , peyton parrish . ℂ ᅳ Children of the Sun , thomas bergersen . 𝔸 ᅳ All as One , miracle of sound . ℕ ᅳ New Frontier , miracle of sound . 𝔼 ᅳ Elavate , dj khalil . 𝕊 ᅳ Snakes , pvris . ℂ ᅳ Champion Sound , ill factor . 𝕀 ᅳ Indestructible , disturbed . 𝕆 ᅳ One Woman Army , porcelain black . ℕ ᅳ Not Without a Fight , pillar .

➤ tagged by: @vulpesse ♡ ➤ tagging: @misstantabismuses, @musesbymarnie, @knightfeared, @decidentia, @independentzaun, @hemomania, @ofspvrta, @saviourofzaun, @astartorn, @deathsmark, @wolvensden, @prtector and anyone else who wants to <3

[op3ra]

☾ the jellicle moon ☽

[bluelaidlyworm]

10yr old me and my older cousin back then: Discuss why the attic isn't a good place to hide during hide-and-seek.

My 10yr old cousin with me now: Has a deep conversation on why Caitlyn wasn't meant for Barry.

Evolution.

[caitlynxviolet]

I really love your huge essays about CaitVi and Arcane <3 It feels like you can really defend a doctoral dissertation on this.

I wanted to know what you think about Vi's reaction when Jinx has a breakdown after Vi touches her. If you look frame by frame, you can see how surprised(?) and scared she is. Considering that Vi didn't see Powder's breakdown in episode 3, did she even know about them? I just imagine how much guilt Vi feels and how upset she is about all this, considering that it happens after she finds out that her sister is now calling herself Jinx.

(omg I’m so late to this I’m so sorry!! I was moving :/)

my huge essays askdnadsk im over here clogging everybody's dashboards :/ *expand* Thank you :') I'm glad you're loving these as much as I'm loving writing them.

Oof, yeah. Their reunion is heartbreaking in a lot of ways, but Jinx rejecting Vi's affection after being tormented by her own trauma is devastating for many reasons.

We've already established that Vi's love language is physical touch. She's affectionate with everyone she cares about, as we've seen in her relationship with Powder, Vander, Ekko and Caitlyn. This is important because that's how Jinx remembers Vi before physical touch was used against her. 

Vi is not used to having this type of affection denied. We haven’t seen a single instance of Powder rejecting Vi’s touch when she was younger. On the contrary, this is likely how Vi would initiate conflict resolution and attempt to defuse tension between them - through touch.

Powder loved Vi’s affection and she used to seek it too. She immediately physically comforted Vi in a moment of great distress. See how she melted in the palm of Vi’s hand there? Touch is how they convey their love for each other and how they comfort their loved ones.

So for Vi to reach out and have her method of conflict resolution denied is a pretty big deal. She doesn’t understand what’s going on with Jinx. Words aren’t helping. At this point, gestures aren’t either. It’s causing Jinx even more distress. Jinx’s sense of reality, her feeling of betrayal, and her trauma are blending together in her mind and nothing that Vi could do in this moment would soothe her little sister because she needs time out. 

Jinx would have needed space here. I need to think.

I truly think this is one aspect of Jinx that has changed significantly. Without Vi around and with a father figure as cold as Silco, Jinx didn’t have a person in her life to reciprocate that type of affection and she needs it. We see her seek Silco’s affection a lot more than we see her receiving physical touch as a form of affection from anyone. 

So now, Jinx is much more likely to fear physical touch and to perceive it as something negative. It hasn’t been reinforced as a powerful way to connect with the people she loves since Vi. She lost this means of comfort almost entirely.

It isn’t surprising that Vi would be taken aback when facing a reaction like this. I don’t think she’s ever seen Powder act this way. It hurts even more to think about how Jinx rejects Vi’s affection here specifically because she feels like it isn’t special anymore. It’s not their thing anymore, because she cares about the Enforcer too. 

[notoriouslydevious]

What's your favorite character from arcane?

Hmmmm... favorite character.. God, I love them all: VI, Jinx, Caitlyn, Heimer, Jayce, Viktor, Ekko, Mel, Silco, Vander, Milo, Clagger- Ok, ok, if I had to pick JUST one, I THINK it would be Jinx. Not to sound like a weenie, but I definitely relate to her feelings of needing to prove herself, not feeling like enough, feeling isolated, feeling different, feeling alone while simultaneously not giving a fuck and doing what she wants to do. 

I'd have to say though, my favorite to play as when I play league would probably be Heimer, then a tie between Jinx and Caitlyn. Love the donger ♥

[iseefireke]

If anyone has watched Arcane, please talk to me about it

[sihakadan]

when practice becomes a piece... baby girl, She, sweet pea, darling butterfly

**Not Caitlyn. They are related.

[bluemoose86]

It’s come to my attention that I may have a type and…hmmm…

[silverislander]

i don't know how i'd describe my relationship with mom but today i tried to tell her something interesting about a disorder i learned about in psychology to share my interests and her response was to cut me off and insinuate i'm a hoarder, then laugh at me. so.

[mollysunder]

I took some screenshots of Arcane's season 1 draft skeleton they showed on Bridging the Rift. Some of the notes were more character related, others had unused ideas, and some were just straight up hilarious.

Here's a section called "Character Attributes: ??? To LoL Honor Players"

A little closer I can actually read some the attributes.

Vi: ????; ????; Short Fuse; ????; Good Heart

Jinx Obsessed w/ Vi: Wild Child; Mayhem; Assorted Weaponry; Smarter than Alex

Jayce: Mercury Hammer; Inventor; Cap'n 'merica; Opposed to Viktor

Viktor: <3 Machines; Glorious Evolution; "Cyborg"

Caitlyn: British ???; Sniper; Cop (Not LAPD); By the Book; Stiff, Formal

Singed: Chemist; Poison Trails; ??? Flip Somebody; Bald, Bandages

Ekko: Punk, Rebellious; Daredevil; Not Afraid of Pain; Genius (? ? ?)

Heimerdinger: ??? Inventor; Yordle; ??? Goggles; Quirky

Here's a plot point that didn't happen, "Marcus Frames Vi + Caitlyn Piltover" but I would have loved to see Marcus try! How do you frame a Councilman's kid, I imagine crime is legal for them.

This took a while to get since it's so blurry, but I managed to guess read, "Vi wants to save her sister. Jinx fights her. Doesn't want to be saved".

"Jayce reveals he's learned about Marcus at the end of the scene. Silco drops a hint about Viktor". (0_0) What an insane dropped plot point!!!!!! Even though this didn't make it to the show could Silco still have known about Viktor's history with Singed? Did Singed tell Silco? Who else in their circle may have actually known about Viktor's very specific connection to Zaun's most notorious? Sevika? Jinx? Other chembarons?

Here's a set of general plot cards that seem to have or haven't happened yet.

Top Left: Viktor's daily struggles. Life is difficult for him, but he handles it well. Tease his worsening condition.

Top Right: Heimerdinger makes a great speech.

Top Center: Jayce (obscured) investigates Shimmer. Discover it has roots in Hextech. (Hmmm)

Bottom Center: Viktor ? ? ? ? ? ? ? in Piltover but ? to Zaun

Bottom Right: Viktor turns into Super Viktor (lol)

!!!!! For a while, I've theorized about the connection between shimmer and hextech, and in general, the connection between the arcane and the void. I wonder if this potential plot thread was completely dropped or some version is still used for next season.

[pastel-peach-writes]

Caitvi x reader who just goes along with things and doesn't state their opinion or how they feel,but they do get quiet or tense when they're uncomfortable or pick their nails. But if your alright with angst maybe they get overwhelmed or hurt or both,but still refuse,so they force it out of them,and they're hurt like "why didn't you tell us?.." or something,it's comfort.if it's a little to dark I'll ask something else😭 sorry if it is

Hi! It's not too dark at all. To let it be known, I'm fine with writing angst! If you're curious about how much is too much, you can simply message me! I hope y'all enjoy the fic.

"You Can Tell Us." | CaitVi x Reader

╰┈➤ PLOT: In the household where you grew up, expressing your opinion wasn't tolerated. Hell, expressing your emotions wasn't tolerated either. To keep the peace, you learned to not say anything in stressful situations, even if that means sacrificing your well-being.

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Yelling, Co-Workers Being Assholes, Name Calling, Hurt/Comfort(?), Pet Names, Cursing, Not Proofread

⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ

A/N: I HOPE THIS IS WHAT YOU ASKED FOR. THIS KINDA GOT AWAY FROM ME LMAO

Your whole life you were the person who kept the peace. You were someone who bit their tongue to avoid getting yelled at or offered solutions to problems that had nothing to do with you. If there was a solution to a problem or a way to avoid conflict, you were the person who chose those options.

So, why did this have to happen to you?

At your place of work, you were minding your business. You finished some paperwork earlier than planned and decided to take an early break. Then, four of your team members rushed into the break room.

"Do you think you can sit here and have us do all the work?" "You have some nerve making us look like the bad guys." "You're a lazy piece of shit. I don't know how you even made it this far."

The words pierced your skin and heart like darts to a board. You didn't dare to say anything back. Stunned in the moment, you took a sip of your water. Your eyes focused on the plain wall behind your teammates.

"And look, now they're spacing out like we're not even here," a co-worker buzzed. He scoffed. He leaned down in front of you and waved his hand in your face. "Hello? Anyone home?"

When he didn't get a response, he knocked on your skull.

You gave them nothing. Tears stung in your eyes.

"Wow, shocker! No one's home," he laughed. The rest of the team followed. Fulfilled, the man hummed. "Guess that's what happens when you hire an airhead who's probably having relations with the boss." the man put his hand on the table, cornering you in.

Your eyes remained on the wall. You weren't having an affair with the boss, but you didn't feel the need to say anything.

He shifted himself into your eyesight. A sinister smirk tugged on the corner of his lips. He took the tip of his finger and tipped the bottom of your cup. The cup fell over, the clear liquid soaking through your shirt and lap.

The laughter roared.

"Oops!" he feigned a gasp. He pulled away from you, his hand on his chest. "Guess you should've been more careful. It's okay," the man gave a fake smile, "holding cups is hard."

A cackle ripped through him as he leaned his head back. He shoved his hands in his pockets then turned around and left. The others flocked after him like ducklings to a parent.

Hot tears ran down your cheeks when they were out of sight. You forced yourself out of your chair and dragged your feet towards the paper towels.

Sobs scratched your throat at your pathetic attempt to dry your shirt. You were drenched through and it was cold out. Only six more hours left.

-

Home and on the couch, you stared at the wall to calm yourself down. With your nervous system still on the rocks, chews on your lips and nails, and an unfocused gaze, the attempt was a failure.

"Vi, that was completely inappropriate and not needed!" Caitlyn scolded as the two of them walked into the house. In the right mindset, you would greet them and ask how their day was, but because of today's earlier events, you didn't hear them come in.

"Oh, come on, Cupcake," Vi spoke. A chuckle followed her sentence. "All I did was curse him out a little and threaten him." the pinkette threw off her boots. Caitlyn carefully slipped her feet out of her own. "Don't act like you didn't like it," her tone was sing-songy.

The bluenette's cheeks were dusted pink. She put her hands on her hips, watching Vi's smirk grow as they kept eye contact. "I-It... It was fine, but it wasn't needed."

"Come on!" Vi threw her hands up. She hopped and spun on the balls of her feet as she entered the living room. "Muffin," Vi gave you a playful pout. She sat beside you on the couch, her arm resting on your shoulder. She gave you her signature puppy eyes. "Am I the bad guy for telling one of Caitlyn's employees to get their shit together or else their job is on the line?"

"That is not what you said," Caitlyn rebutted. She found her place on your other side.

Vi hummed, shrugging. "So, maybe I paraphrased a lil'. What's the harm?"

"The harm is you're trying to sweeten up your side of the story to be more appealing," Caitlyn narrowed her eyes toward Vi. Vi only grinned in response.

Vi put her gaze back on you. "Is it workin', Muffin?"

You're far gone. You haven't moved and the chewing on your nails got worse. You haven't blinked in so long, your eyes were producing tears to regain moisture.

"Muffin?" Vi leaned closer to your face. The tears now slid down your cheeks and your chest heaved up and down. Vi glanced to Caitlyn who was already scanning you to see if there was something physically wrong.

When she couldn't find anything, Caitlyn shook her head to reassure Vi of your physical safety.

Nothing was wrong physically which meant something emotionally or mentally was bothering you. Vi frowned. She placed a hand on your shoulder. "Muffin. Hey." Her voice was clear and firm. She was sure her voice had no hint of sadness to not push you over the edge. However, if you looked into her eyes, you would find them glassy with dilated pupils.

Caitlyn's eyes were similar. Her blue irises darkened in concern, fear, and anxiety; all the words she could use to describe how disheveled she was feeling.

Not seeing you move, Vi shook your shoulder. "Muffin. Snap out of it. What's going on?"

Caitlyn brought a hand to your thigh. She gave your thigh a gentle squeeze.

With another squeeze to your thigh from Caitlyn and a squeeze on your shoulder from Vi, you finally blinked. The moisture in your eyes made a reappearance. You looked between the two of them, pulling your nail out of your mouth. "Huh?"

"You've been staring at the wall. Cait and I came home a while ago and you haven't said a word," Vi whispered. Her grip on your shoulder turned into comforting rubs.

"Oh, I'm fine," you force a smile. Caitlyn deadpanned. She pulled her gaze to Vi who wore the same unphased face.

"You're not fine. It's okay to not be fine, dear," Caitlyn stroked your thigh. Her eyes were filled with sadness, the same with Vi's grey eyes.

"I promise, I'm fine."

"Bullshit!" scoffed Vi.

"Violet."

"No, they're not fine. That's obvious!" Vi removed her hand from your shoulder. Instead, she got up from the couch to resume her sentence. "I should've known you weren't okay. You didn't do that cute greeting of yours when your face lights up and you squeeze us like you haven't seen us in years."

You shifted in your seat, a frog in your throat. Tears well up in your eyes again, but this time, these tears are from sadness. You scratched your palm with your nails.

Caitlyn sighed. "I, too, should've noticed the change in your behavior. I guess we were too wrapped up in our own drama to notice," Caitlyn took a glimpse of Vi's expression.

Her eyebrows were furrowed, the skin between them creased. She'd squeeze her hands into fists and then let go repeatedly as a fidget.

Caitlyn took Vi's anger as a sign she should resume speaking. "We're not trying to force you into telling us, but if you're not okay, you can. We're here to comfort you, be your rock when you can't be your own." Caitlyn shuffled to squat in front of you. She doesn't force you to look at her, but you can see her worried eyes in your peripheral vision.

"Being with the two of you taught me it's okay to depend on others," Caitlyn admitted. "I want to be the person who can have anything under control and can come off as collected, but keeping all my frustrations inside or innermost thoughts can be challenging."

Vi calmed herself down enough to sit on the floor. She rested her head on your knee and put a hand on Caitlyn's leg.

Gaining comfortability, you slid down the couch. You sat between them with your back resting on the couch's edge. Vi's head repositioned itself to your shoulder and Caitlyn's moved to your other knee.

With her sitting adjustment, Caitlyn continued. "I don't want you to feel like you have to be the strong one. I don't want you to feel like you can't be vulnerable with us or even disagree with us."

"Yeah, Muffin," Vi's voice broke as she spoke. "Disagree or angry, we're going to love you the same. Confrontation comes with life." Vi dragged her hand down her face. "It's shit sometimes, but you gotta work your way through it, yanno?"

A heavy sigh escaped your body. You threw your head back onto the cushions and covered your face. You sobbed behind your hands. Your heart sank; your chest tightened. That frog in your throat grew into a toad. You babbled about this morning's events and how helpless you felt.

Anyone who wasn't familiar with you wouldn't be able to decipher what you muttered behind your hands. Luckily for you, your girlfriends know you inside and out. Even if it takes them a bit to notice when something's off.

The two of them pulled you in a tight embrace. They didn't speak or make efforts to shush you as you spilled your guts to them. Vi made a conscious decision not to let her anger get the best of her.

Although, those guys had no clue what was in store for them tomorrow morning.

Caitlyn also thought about making a visit to the office, but to complain to HR about the events. Not to find the culprits and make them pay. She was sure Vi had that handled. (Caitlyn would also have to handle her later.)

When your sobs calmed and your breathing evened, Vi spoke first. "They're a couple of dicks."

Caitlyn didn't feel the need to scold her.

"They should know how to treat a human being. Guess you can't do that when you're a shitty human, huh?" Vi chuckled to lighten the mood, but there was no joy behind her laugh. Only pure rage. "I'll fuck them up for you, don't worry." Vi placed a tender kiss on the side of your head. "I'll run you a bath, mkay? You should wash the day off of you."

"What about you and Cait's argument or whatever?" You peeled your head off the cushion to look at them. Everything was blurry behind your tears, but you could make out their frames and silhouettes. "Don't you need help?"

"Taking care of you is much more important than some silly fight," Caitlyn whispered. She smoothed the area on top of your head. Her delicate fingers brushed against your ear lobe as she brought them down. Her polished fingernails carefully traced the outside of your lobe. "Vi and I are big girls. I'm sure we can figure it out."

Vi grinned. "Hey, what fight?" she winked at the both of you.

A sad chuckle left your body. For a moment, relief washed over you. Once your chuckle finished though, the heaviness came back.

"Hey," Caitlyn's hand ran down your cheek. She wiped your tears with her thumb, Vi copied. "How about we get food from your favorite restaurant? I can go pick it up while Vi prepares your bath."

"I think that's a great idea," Vi used the back of her hand to soothe the skin on your cheek. "What do you think? Does that sound good, Muffin?"

You gave them a meek shrug.

"That looks like a maybe." Caitlyn giggled. "What if I add in dessert? would it be a yes then?"

"Oh, Muffin, say yes! Say yes! She's offering dessert!" Vi grabbed onto your arm. She shook you like a kid begging their parent for ice cream.

A genuine laugh came from your throat. Finally, all the pain is released from you. You don't know what made it leave. Maybe the sound of dessert or Vi's childlike begging. Or maybe it was the fact that Caitlyn and Vi cared for you enough to sit down and work through whatever problem you were facing.

For the first time in your life, you felt safe. Truly safe. You felt as if you could freely speak your mind without the underlying fear of rejection. You could say what you want.

"Okay," you gave the both of them a slight smile. "I think that sounds nice."

"Oh, yes! I love you, I love you, I love you!" Vi wrapped her arms around your body and pulled you on top of her. She gave you a bone-crushing squeeze.

"Vi!" you laughed.

Caitlyn laughed as well. She stood up and went to put her shoes and coat on. "Don't hurt them, Vi."

"Could never, Cupcake," Vi said from under you. "Now, hurry on and fetch us our dinner, woman! Mama's hungry."

Caitlyn scoffed, smiling. "Mama? Woman? Who are you talking to right now?"

"Oop," you muttered, grinning at Vi. "You're in trouble," you taunted in a whisper.

Vi playfully narrowed her eyes at you. She glanced at Caitlyn with an innocent and playful grin. "The tallest, cutest Cupcake in the world?"

"Right," Caitlyn dragged out the word. She opened the door. "I'll be back soon. You two stay out of trouble." and with another laugh, Caitlyn left the house.

Vi hummed. "I think she secretly liked being called 'Mama'."

You perked a brow. "Sure, she did, babe... Can we go draw my bath now?"

"Can I join you?"

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