#dark caitlyn

[madewithsilk]

CW;

dark!caitlyn that forces herself on you by threatening you with her gun. She'd hold it to your head, backing you into a corner. Wouldn't even force you to strip, she'd just command you and watch you listen while your legs trembled and your tears gathered. If you didn't listen the first time, she'd slam the gun against your head till you obeyed. She point the barrel at your bare thighs, using the metal to tear them apart and stare at the stickiness between your legs. "You're vile. Getting off from me hurting you?" "Best not accuse me of hurting you or not enjoying it when you're this wet." "Did I ask you to shut your legs? Keep them open." She didn't care if her words were cruel, she had the leverage with the weapon and she'd take advantage of it.

[samcvrpenters]

word count: 2.2k+

pairing: dark! commander! caitlyn kiramman x enforcer! fem! reader

summary: caitlyn’s anger morphs into an overwhelming possessiveness of one of the enforcers, who ends up being you, and she has already formed invisible chains around you to keep you all to herself

warnings: possessive! caitlyn, dark! caitlyn, stalking, murder, torture, she uses her position as commander against you a LOT, kidnapping

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what is caitlyn’s place in the cruel world if it’s not to fit in and reciprocate those key values of hurting people in order to get what she wants? in the long run, yes, it may be to help the distinguished upper city of piltover, but at the moment? it is only to reflect her superiority to the civilians and make the people of the undercity afraid of her.

she never would have had to resort to such methods if it wasn’t for jinx and her callous actions against caitlyn’s mother.

to say caitlyn wanted revenge would be the understatement of the century. she would want nothing more than to publicly torture the criminal and make her pay for the crimes she has committed and the damage against her family and health because she would deserve it.

caitlyn can already imagine it; the smug grin would be wiped off jinx’s face and perhaps she would have tears streaming down her face as she’d see her own guts pooling from her stomach. caitlyn would use knives. she’d use a blowtorch. maybe she would make her drink the strongest disinfectant that she could even dream of.

she’d make it her mission to use all of the piltover scientists in her acts— her acts against humanity— and she would find some extravagant ways to make jinx regret her crimes and beg for mercy.

she’d wear her commander’s cape with pride, yet she would know that her brain has already become twisted with the same darkness that plagued the worst of villains and she would slowly be turning into one of them. she’d be replacing herself.

she’s been so caught up in everything that she hasn’t even granted herself the merciful capability to have a break. have a rest.

she’s been training the armies. troops and troops of enforcers who are meant to be insanely proud to wear the emblem on their uniform but are instead only wearing it from their fear of being ripped apart in the same way caitlyn describes it in her mind.

within the thousands of people who wear the uniform, there’s you. you’re not high in the ranks of the enforcers, but you’re not low either.

she doesn’t know what it was about you. was it that she could train you to be even better when you’re already somewhere in the middle of the ranks? no. that doesn’t make sense— because then she would feel the same as she would do with the hundreds of enforcers who are of the same rank.

but she’s latched onto you like a mosquito to blood, a flea to a dog, a moth to a flame.

she wouldn’t necessarily call herself some lapdog who is running around and doing all of your chores and business. just because she’s attached to you (in her mind, no doubt), doesn’t mean that she’s going to be kind and do things for you.

what’s the point in that?

she’d be ruining her spectacular reputation and performance as the hardened commander who changed her ways because of the unfortunate death of a family member.

maybe she wants something to grasp onto; maybe that ended up being you because of your overwhelming sense of innocence. you’re not that innocent. you’re not pure. but in her eyes, you’re an angel. you’re the opposite to her. you could create such an outstanding dichotomy with her and it could drive both of you to want each other.

but it’s not want for her. it’s a need. ever since she laid eyes on you, her footsteps followed your footsteps. her breaths followed your breaths. her heart followed your heart because where you went, she went.

not like you know about it.

what’s the word for it? stalking? it’s a crime. a widely recognised crime in the city of piltover yet caitlyn has made an exception for herself because she’s the commander and she has the exception to every crime in the book.

her eyes remain on you at all times.

why are you in a bar? why are you drinking? are you so sorrowful that you’re unable to think of a better way to solve whatever problems is lying in that brain of yours? but the way you drink is so enticing and tantalising that all she wants to do is grab your face and kiss you. bite you. mark you.

a flick of the wrist and there goes the shot. a lift of your hand and there’s a glass of wine. and the tilt of your head and there is goes— down into your throat and into your body. a move of the hand and the glass is back on the counter.

she wants to take a picture of this moment. your lips are glistening with hints of the wine that had moved from the glass and the way you lick your lips. it’s like you’re trying to seduce her. it’s like you want her to come and corrupt you and your mind. she could teach you the most barbaric of things. but does she really want to ruin you?

the first time she talks to you is a strange event.

you’re sat doing work. your pen scratches against paper and her eyes are locked onto the path of the pen. your handwriting is incredible. maybe she should get you an office job. you’d be safer there, and she would be able to look at all the work you’ve done and stare at it intently.

you don’t even notice her at first, until she clears her throat and you wildly excuse yourself. you know what she’s like and you don’t want to be hurt. “oh— commander, i apologise— i didn’t notice you—“

are your apologies totally relevant? perhaps. she thinks it’s good to know that you do apologise for these things, because it means you’re not as tough as you think you are and she’ll be able to have a tighter hold on you when it comes to it.

but she’s meant to be cruel, so she ignores your apologetic comments and words and slams a pile of paperwork down onto your desk. “get this done by noon, officer. or i will be punishing you for incompetent behaviour.”

and she turns around and walks away.

she felt proud of herself then. she finally spoke to you. after following you and watching you in the bar. after following you home and watching you relax. after following you home and watching you in the shower, with water running down your soft skin and dripping off your body when you wrap the towel around yourself.

she keeps her eye on you when you fill out the paperwork. your writing is slightly different, because you’re filling it in more frantically and she can tell your hand aches because you occasionally take a break to shake your hand, as if shaking off the growing ache present in your muscles.

when you finally finish it off and dump it down onto her desk, you seem almost out of breath. she doesn’t mind. she’ll make you faster and better. she’ll improve your stamina.

“all pieces done.” you breathe out, your hands resting on the papers as you set it down on her desk. it’s in quite a neat pile— it’s not very messy, and most of the corners meet one another.

but she only glares up at you, making your muscles tense and your heart beat faster and faster against your rib cage. why is she glaring at you? she’ll do anything to be cruel. to make sure she can reinforce that you’re below her and that she controls you. because she does. she owns you.

“since when did i announce that officers are able to speak to their commander without being spoken to?” she would really find anything to criticise you, wouldn’t she? well, it wasn’t really a criticism. it was more just something she could scold you for. berate you for. but she sees you gulp nervously, and she lets out a sigh as she grabs the pile and pulls it closer to her. “i’ll let you off with a warning. next time, you won’t be so lucky.”

is she taking pity on you? yes. but you don’t know why, and honestly, she doesn’t know why either. is this because of her obsessive nature with you?

she wants to keep you with her at all times. is that so much to ask? maybe she can make you pay for what you did. she won’t be too harsh, though, she’ll just be able to keep an eye on you easier.

“stay with me for the rest of the day, officer.” does she not know your name? is that why she is addressing you as that? or does she just get off on the fact that she’s superior to you? “you will not be leaving my side for the rest of the day. do you understand me?”

“yes, commander.” it’s as if you want to listen to her. you want to stay by her side. maybe you don’t want more punishment or anything bad to happen to you because you’re just listening to her.

it’s her way of keeping you close to her. because she doesn’t want anyone else to be taking up any of your attention, does she?

she keeps you close to her for the rest of the day. she keeps her promise. she just loads more and more office work onto you with every hour that passes and she enjoys the expression on your face— the way your teeth tug at your lip as you concentrate and the way your hair sticks to your forehead slightly as you sweat.

she’s doing this to you. she’s making you look so beautiful and ethereal as she gives you more work. as she practically overworks you.

she lets you go around midnight. she doesn’t offer any sympathy for letting you leave so late in the night, and she tells you to come earlier in the morning. she really won’t let you catch a break now that she’s got those piercing blue eyes on you.

you’re back early in the morning, with your best friend, it seems. caitlyn doesn’t approach you yet, but she’s watching as you chat away to this figure that she doesn’t even recognise to be part of the enforcers. she doesn’t remember approving the identification of your supposed best friend.

and she makes a point of it.

she’s thought about cold blooded murder before, but she has never actually gone through with it. she’s thought about torture, especially with jinx, but she’s never done it to someone who doesn’t deserve it. yet, she can’t help herself because she believes that you belong to her and your best friend is holding you back and away from her.

she had approached your friend with the promise of arrest for treason. she knew it was wrong, because they never actually committed treason, but caitlyn was too far gone to even care about morals.

throwing them into stillwater, caitlyn had made sure that they paid for their actions, because soon enough, they were screaming and begging for mercy against caitlyn’s hands.

at first it was just slaps. then it was punches. then it was stab wounds. burn marks. it was constant pain after pain and eventually, they gave up and just let their limbs hang limp and blood run dry.

she’s not insane. she’s just keeping you to herself.

“clean this up.” caitlyn spoke with a harsh tone in her voice, and soon enough, the body was gone (courtesy of the prison guards), and her actions were hidden from society.

and then she goes back to watching you. she’s got her gun in hand and she doesn’t know what she’s actually doing at this point, because she won’t shoot you, but she can’t let you roam the streets if you’re going to have friends.

and you’re walking down the cobbled pavement— without a care in the world— as if you’re invincible.

but you’re not, and she needs to show you that.

her hands clench tightly around her rifle and she finally pulls herself from the shadows, blue eyes no longer disguised by the darkness of the buildings and she has revealed herself to you.

she’s stepped right out in front of you and you don’t know why she has.

“oh— uh, commander kiramman— can i help you in any way?” you’re so calm about it, like she hasn’t just jumped out in front of you. is this how you would react if it is was someone else? what if there was a criminal in front of you? would you just stand there and ask if you can help them?

anger overtakes her and the butt of her rifle finds itself at the side of your head, knocking you clean out onto the floor. she didn’t catch you, because it’s not like she’s a hopeless romantic.

there’s blood pouring from your skull but she knows you're alive because she can your chest moving. her hands grip onto your shoulders as she pulls you up against her, your head resting on her chest as she holds it there.

there’s blood on her fingers. but she doesn’t care. because she has you now. you’ll forever be in her grasp, and you’ll be happy. you’ll be safe. you’ll be hers. as you should be.

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LESBIANS: 2x08 - “Killing is a Cycle”

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Caitlyn Siehl, What We Buried

[mournfulroses]

Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Caitlin Thomas written c. March 1950

[horror-sapphic]

ON CAMERA | CAITLYN KIRAMMAN

Summary: G!p Caitlyn Kirammen fucks reader in the throat and ass and records it!

wc;2.7k

C.k cum leaking out of you (visual)

throat fucking. anal. spitting. anal fingering(reader and cait). butt plug. Caitlyn cums in reader’s ass. Dom Caitlyn. (Slight) Gaping mentioned. Squirting. The word "raping” is used multiple times (everything is consensual). Caitlyn keep her cum in you with a plug. Pure filth

“Show them how good you are at sucking my cock” she spits, literally. Spitting a string of clear thick liquid landing right on your chin, mixing with the pre cum already slicking the bottom half of your face.

Caitlyn pushes the camera closer to your mouth for an up close view of you slowly taking her cock in your mouth while on your knees, your eyes low lidded and watery from her raping your throat for the past hour. The flash from the camera is a bit blinding but Caitlyn doesn’t care, she smiles behind the camera as she grabs the back of your head to slam her cock down your throat.

“I said suck” she demanded, and you obeyed, bobbing your head up and down on her thick shaft. The sound of you slightly gagging every few seconds driving her crazy. “Hmm fuck – fucking swallow me slut” she moaned, pushing your hair out of your face to be seen better. She looks at what she’s recording for a second to take in the view of a your sloppy fucked out face, the view of your now puffy lips repeatedly meeting the base of her cock. A small amount of drool makes its way there from your mouth, as she drinks in the sight of your eyes slightly going wide every time she makes her way down your throat again and again.

“Mhmm” you moan around her at the feeling of her stuffing your throat, you feel so dirty. Having your throat fucked on camera like this, the image of her fucking you to this video later fills every corner of your mind. You love how rough she’s being tonight, completely controlling of what you can and can’t do. You wouldn’t dare try and be bratty and defy her. No, not tonight at least.

She holds your head still to pull her cock out your mouth as she walks away from you, still filming. To position you with your back against the bed, while you’re still on your knees. You put your arms behind your back, already knowing what’s to come. Your juicy pussy leaking down your legs catching Cait’s attention. “Look how wet you are baby” she fake teases, she knows exactly what she’s doing to you. She bends down to show her fingers teasing and slipping through the slick folds of your needy cunt on camera.

Removing her fingers so she can make you taste yourself,running her wet fingers on your warm tongue. Watching you close your mouth around them so you can suck,  “fucking greedy, look at you. Gonna fucking ruin this slutty mouth, don’t you worry” she ruts out. You nod with eagerness, easing your head back on the edge of the bed so she can do what she needs to. Caitlyn places the camera on the bedside table for a better view of the both of you before spreading her legs out on either side of your kneeling body, positioning herself right in front of your face. You open your mouth as she lays her cock on your tongue for the 4th time tonight, her sensitive tip already twitching with anticipation. She leans forwards on her elbows and begins to ram herself down your throat. Barely allowing you to breathe, fucking your throat so rough and raw, your mouth begins to form foamy amounts of drool and saliva around her cock adding more natural lubricants. 

You can’t wait for her to fuck your other holes like this tonight.

“Oh fuck baby, fucking take it. Fuuuuck” she cries out, burying her face in the covers. “You’re doing so good baby” she whines, her praise going straight to your already aching pussy.  The sound of your throat being whored out begins to fill the room along with Caitlyn’s loud moans, as your breathing becomes thicker while you struggle to take her and breathe at the same time. Her huge cock is splitting your throat, the very image of what this must look like making you want to play with yourself. But you wouldn’t dare. The “gurgling” and gagging sounds fills the warm room as you begin to find a rhythm to her thrusts, hollowing your cheeks to add more suction. 

Caitlyn's back is slick with sweat. Showing how much she’s working out your little fuck hole. “Fuck with my ass while I fuck you like this” she mutters, you bring your hands from behind your back to get your fingers wet by playing with yourself pussy before sliding your hands to her ass and slipping a finger in, thrusting your middle finger in and out of her tight hole while her balls repeatedly slap your slimy chin.

“Ughhh fuck baby, you’re doing soooo good” her thrusts speed up becoming sloppy, “More- mhmm more” you oblige, slipping in another finger beside your middle, speeding up your motions after feeling her become looser around your fingers. You lose concentration for a moment, slipping up and gagging around her. You feel her twitch in your mouth. “That’s it, fucking gag on it” she spits,“fuck.ing.gag.on.it ughhhh” she cries out, matching her thrusts to her words. 

“Mhmm mhmm fu fuck, I’m close. Fu- you better take it all. Don’t waste a drop”, you speed your fingers up, the soft squelching sound of her ass being fucked on your fingers makes your ass clench around the warm metal in your asshole. You can feel the slight stretch of your ass from the size of it that Caitlyn picked out. She wanted to make sure she would fit without hurting you, she’s fucked you in your ass before but it’s been a while. Your thighs now soaked with your own arousal. Caitlyn ruts her hips a few more times before shooting her warm load, filling your mouth. “Mhmm” you quietly moan around her, Caitlyn asshole gives your finger a long squeeze before spasming around it, signaling for you to slip out.

“So good for me” she praises you in a whisper before lifting herself off her elbows and pulling out to allow you to swallow her, she leans over to pick back up the camera to angle it above you to get an up close shot of you taking all of her cum.

“Cum whore” she spits down at you again, landing on the top of your lip. “Clean this up” she yells, referring to the trail of spit covering the base of her cock. You begin to lap up the juices, sucking and drinking it back up.

—

“Let’s get this out of here” Caitlyn instructs, referring to the red heart shaped butt plug she had lodged inside your ass from earlier. You’re on all fours on the bed between her spread legs, so she can see everything. Like how slick your eager pussy is, she spreads your folds a bit to get her fingers wet. Circling and teasing your drenched cunthole but never slipping in, you push your face down into the mattress due to your girlfriend’s never ending teasing. You slowly rock up and down on her fingers that are currently slipping over your clit ever so softly, “Look at how needy she is” posing the camera right in front of your pussy. You speed up your rocking, the slick sounds of your wet cunt being picked up on camera. 

Caitlyn pulls her fingers away to slowly pull the plug from your hole, “fucuuk” you sigh, the feeling of it slowly leaving your ass making you feel empty. Her fingers trace the ring of your ass that is slightly gaped from the plug, you can feel the warm flash from the camera on your ass making you shake it just for show. “Let’s make sure you’re ready for me k”, you nod as she slips two fingers straight in your ass to try and loosen it up more.

 “Mhmm fuck Cait” you moan, your mouth hanging slightly open as hum out from pleasure. She takes her fingers out to grab you by your hips so her face can be closer to your ass to add her own, natural lube. She spits on your asshole urging you push your face down in the bed giving her easier access to fuck your hole with three fingers. Not holding back, with the camera focused back on your ass as her fingers slip in and out of you with ease. Your breath hitches as they basically pound into you, your ass cheeks rippling from the force of her fingers. “Fuck- mhm-  more… I need your cock baby… please” you plead, desperately needing to be filled. “I bet you do baby” and with that, she pulls her fingers out harshly. Bringing the camera in even closer for a close up of your hole as she adds back two fingers, scissoring them. Showing off how easy it is for you to be fucked and used.

“I'm ready to take your cock- please Cait. Can I sit on it please baby?” you choke out, Caitlyn leans back on the pillows behind her as she taps your ass signaling for you to. “Sit on mommy’s cock baby” she rasps with her hand wrapped around her heavy length, slapping it against you. She lets it go, so it stands at a tall, erect, and wide 8 inches, you push your ass back — beginning to hover over her cock, ready to take her in reverse cowgirl, she holds the camera on her stomach wanting the camera to get it on film, you slowly swallowing her cock in your asshole. “Hmmm” you breathe out as you slowly take her erect tip in, your ass splitting around her cock.

“Fuuuck” She moans out under your breath, the stretch makes your mouth drop open as your body slightly jerks the more you take in more than her tip.

“You’re doing sooo good for mommy” she praises behind you, the feeling of your warm tight hole gobbling her with little to no fight makes her roll her nipples between her fingers, lifting them into her mouth behind the camera. Rolling her head back on the pillows for a moment before her eyes are trained back to swell of your ass easing down on her length.

Not wanting to miss a second of it.

Caitlyn grows impatient, taking her tit out of her mouth to lean to the side to put the camera on the bed space next to the two of you -- propping it up on a pillow to have good view of her fucking you. She shoves you flat on the bed making her momentarily slip out of you before laying on top of you fully, thrusting her cock back into you.

 “Ohh my- fuckkk” you yelp out in surprise at the feeling of being so full. She swoops her arm under your hips helping you off your stomach and back on all fours, with her cock still inside you. She begins ramming her hips into you, slamming her hips against your ass with no mercy. “You cock feels so good in my ass mommy” you mewled in front of her, taking the pounding like a real cockwhore, like her cockwhore. “I can feel you stretching around me- nuh-fuckk” she moans with her eyes shut, opening them back up and being completely lost in the sight of your ass meeting her cock at the base with every thrust, she spreads your cheeks wanting to see a more intimate look of her gaping your fussy fuckhole. Your tits slapping against each other under you, as you fight the urge to beg Caitlyn to flip you over so she can suck on them. But this position makes her feel much deeper; you can't get enough of her fucking you this rough.

Your legs begin to quiver under you, as the urge to touch your clit grows more, “Close your legs” Caitlyn instructs, wanting you to feel tighter around her.

Practically choking her cock now.

“Mhmm, just keep fucking my ass like that mommy” you whimper into the sheets, making her thrusts becoming harder and faster– practically drilling into you. Your cunt juices leak down your legs, desperately wanting to cum as your clit gets subtle stimulation in this new position. You begin to slam your ass back onto her cock still needing more, the sight of your tight ring squeezing and hugging her length as she pounds you makes her mouth hang open. “Fuck- y- you like me raping your ass like this slut?” she stutters, completely lost in how good you feel. 

You lift your head up to look back at her splitting and filling your ass raw. You nod with slightly watery eyes. “Use your words” she rushes, grabbing your neck to pull your back against the front of her body. “Y-ye-yes mommy, I d-do” you squeeze out, your eyes locked on one another. Hers alert while yours are low and tired, showing how fucked out and compliant you are, “You wanna cum?” she quizzes, her warm breath dancing across your cheek. You frantically nod, telling her all she needed to know. She slips the hand that’s craning your neck to her, into your mouth and Immediately, you begin to suck on her two fingers while as she slips her other hand down to your pussy feeling the drenched state of it. 

“Fuckk” she breathes, easing her fingers between your fold to rub your raised clit in fast circles. The sloshy wet sounds spilling out from your cunt as she adds pressure and speeds her pace up. “Hmm, are you gonna cum for mommy? Huh are you?” she teases, kissing your cheek while your mouth hangs open, your eyes rolled back and forced shut as she ruins your ass from behind. A quiet squeak comes from your mouth (that Cait hopes the camera picked up) as your legs shake from under you, the room sounds filthy. Filled with the squelching sound of your creamy ass being stuffed and assaulted and your gushing pussy squirting out spurts of clear liquid onto the sheets in front of you  – not urging Caitlyn to slow down from playing with your slick pussy. She moves her fingers from your clit to pumping your cunt, fucking out the squirt still coming out of you. “YES- uh … Fuck” you scream around her fingers still lodged in your mouth, breaking your silence as your girlfriend fucks your sloppy pussy with three fingers. Filling every hole of yours like the slut you are.

Your body stutters, completely overtaken by your orgasm, “Fucking- oh my god” Caityln groans, your ass and pussy clenches around her hard as you cum. “HMM just like that mommy- mm yes yess” you cry out as fall forward, your shivering body going limp making her slip out. 

She lays on top of your limp – fucked out state as she chases her own orgasm. She spreads your ass open, slipping back into your asshole with ease, a tired grunt coming from you.  “Gonna- gonna fill your hole with my fucking cum, ugh fuck, i’m gonna put the plug back in so it’ll stay. Okay?” she knows you can’t respond in the state your in but she doesn’t care, the fluttering of your asshole driving her closer and closer to cumming as she slams her hips against your ass, fucking it hard for the last time tonight. “Look who’s not so tight anymore. Did I fuck you loose?” she teases proudly. “Hmmm...gonna cum so hard ffrom raping you like this” she rasps, making your pussy become wet again.

“Cummi-, oh fuckk. Take it. Take it. Take ittt” her thrusting coming to a halt with one last hard rock into your asshole, filling it up with her second load of the night. Her body falls on top of yours, wanting to plug you up as much as possible. “MhM” you whimper quietly, feeling her cum trickling into your abused hole. Her arm swims behind her, blindly searching for the plug she pulled from you earlier, her fingers roll onto it. Holding it at the entrance of where your asshole is still stuffed with her cum and cock, she quickly pulls out, not missing a beat as she puts the plug in, bending down to lick the few dribbles of her cum on your ass that managed to escape.

Caitlyn leans back on her knees to grab the camera, holding it above you before parting your slick ass cheeks to show off the plug holding in her cum. “How ya feeling?” she asks sweetly, snapping out of her dominant role. She pans the camera to your face, with a dazed smile on your face. “Can we get a thumbs up?” she jokes, waiting for a response. You gather up a bit of strength to give a thumbs up before dropping your hand back on the bed. 

“So, tomorrow, orrr whenever you’re ready again. Do’ya want me to fuck your pussy while we watch t-?” before she can get her words back, “Yes” you speak up, seemingly back to full ‘strength’.

Reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

a/n: so bad at endings omggg, I hope this isn't shit, sorry for any errors or for possible lacks clarity in some parts (idk).

btw requests don't open until the 1st! (read my blog info pinned on my profile)

[vampirte]

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[arcanelife]

I just want smth like that. LIKE EXACTLY😭

[jayktoralldaylong]

One of my favourite things about Arcane is that all the couples can be read as toxic, which is GREAT.

I'm tired of people bringing morality debates into dark media. Let dark media be fucking dark. You guys wouldn't survive a day in the TMA fandom, needing everyone to be as good as gold. How are they going to make for enjoyable complex characters if they're not morally grey. In fact, I wish there'd been more expansion on just how morally black they can become!

"CaitVi is so toxic" According to lesbian statistics, that sounds just about accurate. 💀 Heck, I wish Caitlyn had done more (Not really, but it would have been nice to further explore the darkness in her heart). Isn't it adorable how she immediately folded as soon as Vi called her cupcake? Caitlyn's like one of those villains that will consistently do the most....until it comes to someone else hurting her girlfriend. The only one allowed to hurt her girlfriend is her. 💀

Then let's talk about Vi. Someone pointed out how Vi never cared about Zaun's independence in the first place and many people yelled that they were wrong. But actually, they were right. Vi never wanted Zaun. Zaun was Silco's dream, and Jinx inherited that dream cause Silco would never shut up about it. Vi wanted Piltover to take responsibility for all the shit they allowed to happen in the Undercity. That's a part of the reason she joined up with Caitlyn in the first place. Let's not forget she wasn't dissuaded when she dragged Jayce down to fight with her and he killed a child. Children been dying, it's been her whole life. Someone needed to do something about it, and Zaun would have just isolated the people from all the privileges that Piltover SHOULD have been providing for them. Some people just can't accept that Independence cannot in fact solve every problem, and sometimes independence is colonisers running away from the responsibility of fixing the mess that they started in the first place.

Besides, we all know Vi joined up with the Enforcers because "I feel like I am worthless if I can't be of service." She'd already run out of family members to serve, Caitlyn was the next best thing. She's just like Jayce.

And speaking of Jayce, let's talk about his violent levels of codependency with anyone who'll give him attention. People LOOOOVE to talk about Mel, but it's there with Viktor too. When bro wasn't basing his worth on his inventions, he was centering it around Viktor.

Viktor who decided at some point in his life that he would not LIVE without Jayce. He was fine dying without him, but living without him was unacceptable. Oh how healthy. 🙄😂 Viktor be the kind of toxic ex to threaten divorce 500 times over, then burn the world when you actually leave him. Jayce is no better cause he's the kind of guy to keep going back to his toxic Ex.

Yes, Mel is manipulative. That's what I love about her. How are you guys failing to give this woman the praise of being an outsider in Piltover, but running their entire council. 💀 Girl raises her hand once and the whole government starts spinning. She was the best sugar mummy Jayce and Viktor could ever ask for. She kept the whole city running. Literally the entire of Piltover dancing on her palm. And yes she manipulated Jayce but let's not forget she thought that was a love language. 💀 You wanna be mad at someone, be mad at Ambessa for raising her that way.

I also don't think it's fair to blame her for the Undercity situation, she's not native. Monkey see, monkey do, and not a single one of those Council members actually cared about the situation down there, it was deplorable. 💀 Jayce did way more in his two weeks as Councillor than any of those drug pushing, money laundering, Piltovian heads of government.

And that just covers MelJayVik, we don't even need to get fully into TimeBomb, cause we know what's wrong there. 💀 Surely we have not forgotten the many teammates Jinx has killed, but making sure to never kill Ekko cause that's her man. Ekko has a lot to unpack, like how his consistent and unwavering love for Jinx is an indication of a lot of doors he might not be ready to open. I know they dynamics go crazy and I love to see it.

Ambessa and Sevika are a crack ship but I'm sure we all know bedroom dynamics go crazy with Mrs. Warlord and Miss Liberation. I love it when characters clash in a toxic heap. It's insane and should be explored.

Quit saintifying my toxic ships with your woke morality debates. If you want everyone to be sunshine and rainbows then you should be watching literally anything else. 💀 "It's not healthy." GOOD, I like it that way. 💀 Angst, spice and trauma are the recipe for a plethora of explorative fanfiction. Any of their dynamics can be taken in any toxic direction and I want that EXPLORED.

[lanschpaket]

I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THIS SCENE. BUT ALSO I CRIE. CAITLYN'S SHRUG ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[weltonboys]

caitlyn siehl

[madewithsilk]

Vamp!Caitlyn who is infatuated with treating captive reader like an experiment. She just hardly understands the complexity of the human experience and with you stuck in her dungeon like a pretty ornamentation, might as well put you to use! She'll ask you all sorts of strange questions to try and understand you better. "Did you enjoy your freedom? Were you ever truly free?" "Do you still trust in your faith even after all this time of being failed by it?" And beyond bizarre, impressionistic questions, she'll use your body like a physical investigation. Starving you of both food and humanity, seeing if you'd lose your sanity or if you'd beg your captor for some affection and care. Observing you on the brink of losing it was so entertaining for her. After all the time of keeping you hungered for all sorts of necessities, she'd bring you to her quarters and whisper more absurd questions, slowly coercing you into letting her take a feast from your blood. "I freed you out of those bounding chains, didn't I? Don't I deserve some sort of thank you?" Eventually, you'd comply and nod, moving your ragged hair out the way and giving her space to dig her fangs into your virgin neck for the first time but definitely not the last.

@kaykeryyy

[sarafroot]

Now they match 🤞

[arcanegifs]

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

[b-izus]

knight and princess

I need more medieval lesbian media!!

[eliza-and-her-monsters]

the tortured poets department

a story told in multiple parts

vi x reader

Summary: As Caitlyn Kiramman’s younger sister, you already were expected to uphold certain ‘values’ persay. Your big sister definitely left big shoes to fill as one of the best criminology majors Oxford had. Whenever you had to take a couple years off after high school for mental health reasons they were already disappointed. Whenever you said you wanted to major in creative writing and literature with a minor in music they were more disappointed and quite nearly withdrew your college fund. But they have no idea that after the people you’re about to meet this year that just might be the least of their problems.

Contains: college au, dark/light academia, writer reader, singer reader, neurodivergent/autistic reader (i’m autistic so i’m writing from my own experiences), sporty vi, hockey player vi, big sister caitlyn, best friend ellie williams, roommate ellie williams, will contain other familiar characters you know and love as well as some potential ocs. no use of y/n, reader does have a name because it’s just easier for me to write that way 🖤

A/N: EEEEK for some reason I’m beyond nervous to post this. I know I did NOT need another wip but I had such a huge itch to finally get started on this idk what possessed me! First things first I DO want to say that I know the trope of hockey player vi and college aus are popular within the vi fanfic community and just want to make it so abundantly clear that I’m not trying to copy anybody and am going to aim to make this as different as possible.

Secondly, the idea of a tag list seems very overwhelming for me so the best way to keep up with parts will probably be to follow me! Also not giving myself a specific updating schedule since I AM working on so much right now and I want my long form stories on wattpad I currently have to take first priority so- it might take a while for me to post! Just bare with me!

Thirdly, I have never been to Oxford and probably will never go to Oxford (in fact I’m not even from the UK so whoops) so all of what is portrayed on here will be from what I’ve read from other english university media and research. So if there are errors I apologize! 🖤

ANYWAYS, enough rambling. Hopefully this has left you excited or at least morbidly curious and I can get part 1 up soon 🖤

Part Masterlist

Moodboards

Part I: You’re on Your Own, Kid

Part II: The Black Dog

Bonus Chapter: Gold Rush

Part III: Bad Blood

Part IV: The Bolter

Part V: The Alchemy

Part VI: This is Me Trying

Part VII: False God

Bonus Chapter: Midnight Rain

Tag

Can’t believe I didn’t just think of making a tag earlier so you can also follow the tag- #ttpd vi x reader 🖤🥹

Credits: dividers by @saradika-graphics 🖤