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roadstostray · 1 year ago
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don't smoke, kids. that means there's ghosts nearby
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flipomatic · 29 days ago
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A New Normal
Word Count: 2100
Summary: So Caitlyn took that moment, the one Vi so generously offered to her, to write another line on her paper before gently placing her left hand over Vi’s. A second later their fingers intertwined, fitting together exactly as they should be. Soon after Caitlyn could feel Vi’s head rest against her shoulder, nestling in place as she continued to work. For a few minutes, only the scratch of her pen broke the silence.
Vi being here like this, even late at night when she was crazy enough to get out of bed and work, was a change, a new normal that Caitlyn longed to continue.
Author Note: Spoilers for the end of Arcane. I have a lot of thoughts about the series, so I wanted to reflect on it just a bit. Kind of a character study of Caitlyn, but not deep enough to really be a proper character study.
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In theory, what was an itch? A temporary annoyance or distraction, something that could be remedied with a quick scratch. It was an urge that could easily be fixed.
But what if it couldn’t be, if the itch, like so much else, was beyond Caitlyn’s reach. Trapped behind the eye patch it lingered and waited for the worst moments to pounce.
Caitlyn opened her remaining eye slowly, blurrily looking up at the dark ceiling. Opening only one eye was still a strange feeling no matter how many times she did it. It also did nothing to relieve the burning itch beneath the surface of the other side, the desperate screaming of her skin as it slowly healed.
The doctor had told her, in no uncertain terms, that any dirt or contact with the injury could lead to an infection and even death. No matter how badly it seared at its peak—which it bloody did now—that feeling would pass. The only thing Caitlyn could do was wait.
Of course it picked the middle of the night to act up. Caitlyn turned her head to the side, towards the other occupant of her bed. Vi’s shoulders were barely visible against the dim streetlamp light from the window and even the vibrancy of her tousled hair was faded in the darkness. With each breath she took her form moved ever so slightly, rising and falling in the same repetitive motion. Caitlyn still marveled that they were both alive.
She would never forget Vi finding her in the medical tent after the battle, collapsing in her arms and sobbing for Jinx. When Vi calmed down enough to explain what happened, how Jinx had sacrificed herself to save her one last time, the weight of that action sent a chill down Caitlyn’s spine. The last time she’d talked to Jinx was at the jail cell, where Jinx asked Caitlyn to kill her. Now she was dead. News that would’ve once been a sign of victory was now the opposite. Caitlyn pulled Vi even closer, the tears from her right eye dripping onto Vi’s shoulder.
Later as she turned over a small monkey grenade head in her hand and looked through the Hextower blueprints, she’d had to reassess those feelings. The idea that Jinx could have escaped through the air ducts, a system she knew nearly as well as Caitlyn did, was a distinct possibility.
As she wondered where the ever-elusive Jinx could have gone, the itching behind her eyepatch finally began to subside. It eased from a raging torrent to a slightly more manageable thrum, still present but much more tolerable.
Caitlyn shifted her body and closed her eye once more, willing sleep to return to her. She breathed deeply, slowly, trying to push those thoughts from her mind.
They were replaced instead by other events of that day. The fighting at the gates stuck with her too, and not just because she lost her eye in the conflict. Teaming up with Mel to fight Ambessa, using her magic to finally overpower the woman who had always been and indomitable obstacle in her path. Caitlyn took all of her regrets over her past actions into the battle, wielded them with her spear. The sacrifice to take Ambessa down had been worth it.
As for others at the gate, the many who had died in the fight, Caitlyn preferred not to think about them. Despite that desire they continued to haunt her.
Opening her eye with a sigh and a grimace, she gave up on the battle with sleep. She slipped silently from the bed with practiced ease, feet moving gingerly against the cold floor. Vi didn’t so much as stir at the disturbance.
Caitlyn left her there to sleep, taking measured steps out of the bedroom and down the main stairs. She had walked this path thousands of times before, but seeing it with only one eye like this, her perspective skewed, made them feel foreign to her. That feeling stayed with her until she reached the library, where she lit a candle on the low table. Its glow illuminated the mountain of papers waiting for her.
If she couldn’t sleep, she might as well work.
The first pile of papers belonged to enforcer applicants, citizens who wanted to sign up after the battle. Caitlyn had started a new recruitment drive almost immediately, trying to fill the gaps left by the battle. Of course, none of those spaces could be completely filled. Each person left their own unique shaped hole behind.
But the patrol shifts still needed to be run, and for that applicants needed to be vetted. There was nobody left to do it besides Caitlyn.
She held the papers up one by one near the candle, reading through each person’s qualifications and combat experience. Most were from the topside, with only a few from the undercity. Even though that was expected, it was still disappointing to see. Things were changing slowly.
Of all the applications, there was also notably no application from Vi. Caitlyn had wondered if she would rejoin the enforcers but hadn’t pressured her or even asked her about it. It seemed she had her answer.
One by one Caitlyn sorted them into piles to review again the next day. Some would make fine enforcers while others, well, needed a bit more experience before signing up. Integrity was part of this process too, but it couldn’t be determined just from a piece of paper. No, the next phase would be in-person interviews. When would she have time to schedule those? Not this week unless she cancelled something else. The very thought made Caitlyn’s wounded eye twinge.
Once they were sorted, she set the applications aside. Beneath them the next task waited for her. Her fingers brushed over the edge of the top paper; for a moment she indulged the thought that maybe it would be better to work on something else.
That notion quickly passed, replaced by a steeling of her jaw. This was part of her job too, part of her responsibilities and irreparable failures.
The top page contained a list of names, those assigned to patrols before the attack. With a steady hand and a frown, Caitlyn started crossing names off the list. She crossed off Loris, who had helped nurse Vi back to health after trying to save Vander. Her pen continued to move, removing so many who had fallen, all of whom she had known.
When she reached Maddie’s name she paused. The tip of her pen tapped against the paper, once, then twice, before striking her name through as well.
There were so many questions she wanted to ask Maddie, words she had not been able to form in the last few moments of Maddie’s life. When did she betray her? Had she always been on Ambessa’s side? Caitlyn hadn’t exactly returned her feelings, but had those feelings even been real? It was pointless to wonder. To ask these questions of the dead would only result in cold silence.
Caitlyn continued her work.
At the end of the page she flipped to the next, to the actual schedule for patrol. Until they hired new enforcers, the hours would need to be severely cut in order to maintain the patrol routes.
It was during this process that Caitlyn heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching down the main staircase. They were accompanied by an adorable little yawn, one clearly stifled behind a hand.
Vi announced her entrance in her typical cheesy way. “It’s too early for breakfast, but I’m always hungry for cupcakes.” She sounded a little hoarse, as if she had just woken up.
“Very funny.” Caitlyn replied dryly, not even shifting her attention away from the paper. “I’m sorry for waking you.” She wrote a new time for one of the shifts, shortening it to try and make it fit with the new schedule.
“You didn’t.”
To her left, Caitlyn could hear the sound of the other chair being dragged along the ground. It would’ve been in her peripheral vision, if she had any remaining to speak of. Instead, she turned her head to watch as Vi moved the chair next to hers. The other woman collapsed heavily into the chair, likely still quite tired from not getting a full night of sleep. The light of the candle danced entrancingly across her face.
“What are you working on?” Vi asked, reminding Caitlyn that she was in fact supposed to be working and not staring.
She gestured towards the paper. “Just redoing some patrol shifts, we have to make do with a shortage for a while.”
“Ahh, right.” Vi rested her right hand on the arm of her chair as she leaned over to squint at the paper. She only got close enough to read it before pulling back, but her hand remained practically dangling over the edge. It was an invitation.
This wasn’t the first time Vi had invited Caitlyn like this, far from it in fact. In times of passion she often acted decisively, and she could flirt with the best of them, but in quiet moments like these things were different. At first Caitlyn thought it was hesitation, but she realized over time that wasn’t it. Rather, Vi patiently waited for her to be ready.
So Caitlyn took that moment, the one Vi so generously offered to her, to write another line on her paper before gently placing her left hand over Vi’s. A second later their fingers intertwined, fitting together exactly as they should be. Soon after Caitlyn could feel Vi’s head rest against her shoulder, nestling in place as she continued to work. For a few minutes, only the scratch of her pen broke the silence.
Vi being here like this, even late at night when she was crazy enough to get out of bed and work, was a change, a new normal that Caitlyn longed to continue.
“Oh, have you heard from the construction team?” Vi asked, as if she had just remembered something.
Caitlyn paused to think for a moment. “They’re still picking leadership for it, from what I last heard.” The council was putting together a crew to work on rebuilding from the battle, both in Piltover and the undercity.
“Then I still have a chance.” Vi’s hand shifted in Caitlyn’s. “I want to help out, to rebuild things rather than punch holes in them.” The words were practically whispered against Caitlyn’s collarbone, like a prayer for only her to hear.
Wanting to rebuild, Caitlyn understood that desire completely. This patrol schedule too, this was part of rebuilding. Was it really going to work with these changes? Shouldn’t she build it differently than before? The realization struck her that what she was doing now, it wasn’t going to work. She was falling into the same habits, the same patterns as before, but things had changed.
Vi was the one who showed her that. The schedule could wait just one more day for her to come up with a better plan. Caitlyn set the paper and pen down on the stack, turning her gaze to Vi.
“There’s no way they’d turn you away.”
Vi chuckled lowly in response. “We can only hope so.” She lifted her head to meet Caitlyn’s eye, with an unmistakable glimmer in her own. “I am one of the strongest people around you know.”
“Oh yes I am quite aware.” Caitlyn smiled softly, lifting one hand to slowly caress Vi’s cheek. She leaned in with the gesture, brushing their foreheads together. So many words lingered behind her lips, more thanks than she would ever be able to say, pleas to stay together forever, and three simple words of love that pressed desperately against her teeth.
Though those words clamored for release, it was too soon, too fresh. Just as Vi waited for her, Caitlyn waited patiently for Vi too.
In silence, Caitlyn closed the remaining distance between their lips. The kiss was short and sweet, intimate and yet just barely enough.
“Are you ready to go back to bed?” Caitlyn whispered as she pulled back.
“Are you?”
Caitlyn nodded and stood, pulling Vi with her to her feet. They blew out the candle and retreated together up the familiar steps, seen from this new and unfamiliar angle.
As Caitlyn settled back in bed with Vi, her injured eye still itched. Her brain still ran amok with thoughts of before and the battle and especially how to adapt to all of the changes ahead.
Caitlyn watched as Vi’s breathing evened out, her own eye sliding shut as she drifted towards slumber. Whatever the world threw at her, she knew she would face it with Vi at her side.
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petrichormeraki · 1 year ago
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popcorn thief
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sga-owns-my-soul · 1 year ago
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when i was like 6 or something i got hit in the head with a catapult (long story) and had to get stitches and when it was time to take those stitches out we go to our family doctor and i'm very nervous bc i'm 6 and our doctor goes
"well, haven't you heard of the stitch fairy?"
obviously i say no
"she's just like the tooth fairy, but for stitches! you can take these home and put them under your pillow and you'll get a dollar!"
wow mom can you believe it!
so i took the stitches home and stuck them under my pillow and when i woke up in the morning i had a dollar
thanks stitch fairy
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a-high-ludicolo · 2 years ago
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Meet Espo! Her is a older brother to discarded(a Zervo RP and soon to be fancomic) saffron! He is more energetic than Espio and speaks with telepathy! He has a crush on Tikl and shdw(those in mightys adventure know lmao)
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Here's a reference sheet, also his limbs are elastic! So don't worry about being even with the other! Go wild, fan character go brrrr
And no he is not a exe oc
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fadinggalaxysalad · 4 months ago
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sharing a recipe because around here it's gift-your-neighbors-the-overabundance-of-forearm-sized-zucchini season (apologies I'm American so imperial measurements listed). The zucchini makes for incredibly moist bread slices that are delicious for a treat or breakfast because you're an adult and you can. Chocolate Zucchini Bread 2 1/2 c flour (all purpose) 1/2 c cocoa powder 2 1/2 tsp baking powder 1 1/2 tsp baking soda 1/2 tsp salt 1 tsp cinnamon 1 1/2 sticks of butter (softened) 2 c granulated sugar 3 whole eggs 2 tsp vanilla (watching you tumblr, TEASPOONS) 2 c grated zucchini (you want it finely grated but if its a little thicker thats fine too. work around your texture preferences) 1/2 c milk (we've always used 2% unsure how others would alter it) 1 c chopped nuts (completely optional, some people add chocolate chips but I skip this part) 3 bowls 2 loaf pans
Sift together dry ingredients in first bowl. In a separate bowl (you want a big bowl, this is your final bowl), cream butter and sugar together until fluffy. In a separate bowl, mix eggs, vanilla, zucchini, milk, and nuts. Alternate the wet and dry ingredients with your creamed mixture (in your final bowl, that's why we want big for room). Spread batter into 2 greased loaf pans. Bake at 350 degree oven for 1 hour or until it passes the toothpick test. If you don't know what that is, gently stab a clean toothpick in the middle of your loaf and if it comes out goopy still, bake longer. Clean, you're good. Slice it while semi warm and eat the fruits of your labor. I like smearing it with a bit of butter myself for maximum goodness. You can also freeze these if you end up with a lot of zucchini thanks to that mystery veggie fairy. Obviously you could shake it up and pour it into muffin tins and alter the baking time, play with it and find out your favorite.
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kirukrono · 4 months ago
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[Fig. 01 Mikuchondria]
The powerhouse of YOUR cell
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casioaty · 4 months ago
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Well if the shoe fish
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podcastwizard · 6 months ago
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literally drinking a beer by the lake and still opened tumblr. some of us are beyond saving
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incessantlark · 2 months ago
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made some icons of the pony crew !!
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monstermonger · 25 days ago
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Romanticism-inspired fantasy.
Joining inprnt’s print sale through the weekend 💜
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ionomycin · 8 months ago
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Grief
ref photo by @jawsstone
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great-and-small · 3 months ago
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Play stupid games, win stupid prizes
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bug--png · 2 months ago
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yall are gonna hate what this is a redraw of
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enjoy my 2014 masterpiece (i was 11)
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psyduckz · 2 years ago
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seeing reddit refugees repeatedly hit their post limits and comment their thoughts on every reblog is kind of refreshing. site migration be damned these guys know how to blog
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