#cupcait.

[vilence]

Arcane, Season 2.

ft. vilence, cupcait, jinxe & ekkod. <3

[vilence]

@cupcait ♥

Vi and Caitlyn ❤️‍🩹

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x03 - “Finally Got The Name Right”

[hel-unleashed]

Arctober 14 - Enforcers

[swanqueenelmaxshadowhunters]

Never been more grateful for Netflix Brazil

[vilence]

@cupcait. <3

Promise me you won't change.

[theo-blossom]

i actually forgot about this, a widget i made for my sister

[vilence]

oh my god , can you please just listen to me for one damn minute ?!

mommy can't sleep, good girls s1 sentences.

        ARGUMENTS    &.    FIGHTS  ,  TENSION  ,  ANXIETY  ,  RESENTMENT    it all builds over time  .  ever since her beloved's sisters    hasteful action    that cost the lives of many  ,  their relationship has been everything but stable  .  vi didn't blame caitlyn for the emotions being felt - for the hatred ever growing toward jinx    &.    potentially the entirety of the undercity  .  regardless  ,  that's her blood  ,  that's her home  .  or  ,  once was  .  vi's filled with confusion  ,  unsure how to keep things calm    &.    unsure how to keep things    PROFESSIONAL    ...    ?

         can't you just listen to me  ,  can't you stop being so damn stubborn for once in your sorry excuse of a life  ?        surely there have been regrets in retrieving the ex-convict from that prison  .  nothing good came of any of their encounters - coming near death more times than she could count on one hand alone    ...    even baring witness to a few that    DIDN'T NEED TO DIE    .    caitlyn's mother    for one  .  a child  .  multiple innocents under silco's influence - everyone has been dealt a bad card to their own lives  .

        vi grunts  ,  gritting teeth  .  brows furrow    &.    eyes of silver looked to the woman's with a deep blue - once filled with such hope  ,  now drowned in sorrows    &.    bitterness  .  how much of that is directed toward the fighter now  ?         it's your fault her mother died  ,  after all  .

         ❛  ALRIGHT  ,  FINE    ...    i'm listening  ,  cait  .  what do you wanna say to me  ?  ❜        vi barks  .  biting her tongue to prevent more being said - as it'd blow this whole interaction into the waters  .  besides  ,  she can't swim  .

[vilencearch]

it's always you.

➡ @cupcait ( Vi & Caitlyn ) / / UNPROMPTED .

Brows crease , fighting back any tears that may seek to flow 'cross tinted cheeks . it's always you , words spoken once again by their lover . It once held a negative connotation to it in one's youth , slowly becoming something of HAPPINESS in today . Somehow , Caitlyn's mere simple actions of kindness were enough to wash away any worries or doubts held within the enforcer ... even with a few simple words .

Vi took a breath , composing himself once more & looking into the others sky - blue eyes . Lips curved upward of a cocky smirk , bringing wrapped hand up to gently grab their sheriff's chin . Dry - blood covered thumb brushes over her lips ;

❛ Well , duh . I'm like , the fucking best ! Aha !! ❜

[daphne-claws]

OMG OMG OMG ITS VIIII

MY BABY IS BACK AGGGGGGRRRFDSHDDBSNJSDJFHDNJDNDJD

Geeked Week 2024 | Official Trailer | Netflix | Arcane S2 Sneak Peek ↳ "Topside is the real enemy. You have the chance to rally the undercity together. You're a symbol."

[hel-unleashed]

Arctober 3 - Caitlyn

[essencefluxed]

@cupcait con’t.

He tried to make this whole thing as discreet as possible—the only reason the explosion ( if you could call it that ) had happened was because he had been startled—otherwise, Ezreal had everything under control! A groan left him when he heard alarms ring and the sounds of people shuffling around; blue gaze rolling as he stands there in his mess of charred drywall, broken glass and damaged furniture.

he was caught red handed—The blonde was about to jump out the window and flee with his device before Caitlyn had caught him, stoping him in his tracks and circling around him like a rabbit caught by a fox. “Ugh, c’mon, Cait—The students need a little excitement in their life, don’t they?”

he was trying to play it off casually, laughing nervously with his hands raised as he tried to take a step back toward the window, only for the device in his hand to be taken away and held out of his reach. “WHOA, HEY, give it back! I NEED that, y’know!”

“Ugh, I hate those words. Robbery. Steal. I prefer..Liberate! Or procure—Besides, it’s for a good cause! Sort of. Just—look, I’ll help repair the damages—“ a lie. “—If you just let me go with—ugh—THAT!” There’s an attempt to grab it; his fingers barely brushing against it. “This is TOTALLY not fair, you’re taller than me! Besides—what are you gonna do? Throw me in prison!? Then you gotta be the one to tell my uncle and I guarantee you’re gonna be stuck talking to him for a lot longer than you hoped! Guy kinda talks a lot.”

[lcvetapped]

     𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 of a prison cell couldn't be classified as particularly foreign to The Pirate Queen of Bilgewater . . . the infamous or legendary , depending on your narrator , Sarah Fortune ; after all , she had once busted her trusted Corsair , Tillie , out of a cell many years prior to this present moment in time . . . but in regards to being a prisoner herself ? Well , Piltover's Finest had made certain that she was currently experiencing that misfortune for herself .

     A week had already come to pass since the captain had willingly traded her freedom so that the rest of her crew could sail back to Bilgewater both unscathed and imprisonment free . . . illegal smuggling of Hextech , general piracy , skullduggery and plundering ill gotten loot from Piltovan trade ships were the charges being brought against her . . . no doubt , a lengthy sentence ahead of her ; for now , Sarah still found herself awaiting a trail .

     Her cell could best be described as cliche . . . the walls a soul sucking composition of lightly damp concrete , the air proving both chilled and stifling , the bed hardened and uninviting ; they had confiscated her long coat , her hat , and of course . . . her beloved pistols . In fact , the only things still currently in her name were her loose fitted long shirt , skin tight black trousers , and her knee high heeled boots which currently sat beside her on the floor of the bed she was laying her back against .

     Where am I to go , M'Johnnies      Oh , where am I to go ?      To me way hey hey , high roll and go . . .

     The sea shanty proved a rather helpful passing of time , it wasn't like she had a cell mate to worry about disturbing nor did her neighbors seem to give too much of a care over the notion ; of course , there would always be something to suffocate the mood from the air . . .

     . . . the clicking of boots could be heard coming from down the hall of cells , the pacing of each step and how they echoed off the walls was all too familiar to Sarah at this stage . . . and she knew just who possessed them ,

   ❝  You know something , commander ? ❞ she was already addressing the other before she had even appeared in front of the bars to her cell , ❝ if you desire to court me . . . you could always let me out of this little hobby of yours first . . . ❞ it was always fun to tease and prod beneath the skin of law enforcement , regardless of what high and mighty city they hailed from .

     @cupcait

[vilencearch]

@cupcait​ ♥

investigating is hard fellas

[vilence]

' I love you, Vi. I always have. '

         ❛  Cait    ...  ❜         Name whispered, the fighter delicately touches lover's face. Thumb tracing 'round the leather eye patch    &.    lips press to it. One, two, three, four, five, six times.    (  Everything has to be done in sixes, Vi mentioned before - continuing the same patterns today.  )    &.    their gaze brought upon one with such bright blue. Brows knit, taking what felt like  minutes  in this silence. So many memories race 'round her mind, however, the Sheriff of Piltover is able to ease such anxiety    &.    worries with her mere presence. It's among the only times that Vi, the drunkard, the fighter, the one that remains hidden behind bloodied knuckles    &.    curses, have felt    AT PEACE.

         &.    coming to moments ends, their lips collide as they always have. Callous hands rested on the woman's shoulders, feeling cloth through continuously worn bandages. Sliding them over a toned chest, briefly gliding over the bosom    &.    snaking 'round her waist. Body's pressed against each other, desperate in getting beneath what they wear, seeking a pleasure beyond comprehension,  becoming whole  as their destinies were to be in this very spot. Despite all the fucked up shit that happened in their lives, these lover's some how managed to return.

         &.    if only for a moment, Vi pulled away, looking back into the eye of her    SAVIOR.

         ❛  I love you, too.  So much.  ❜

[giisip]

Bonus…

ALCA / A lil comic about… Deliveries (see the full 10 page comic on my patreon!)