#hazel.fic

[highquality-not]

NEW FIC ALERT!!!

summary:

“I do have one more rule, if it's okay with you.” Vi swirls her glass of whiskey, her fingers draped over it, effortlessly attractive.

“Yeah, of course,” Caitlyn encourages, eager to hear what she has to say.

“Try not to fall in love with me,” Vi says.

Caitlyn looks at the proud slant of Vi's arrogant smirk, the broad muscles still obvious beneath her leather jacket, and the swirling storm of her eyes. She thinks about that dating app bio that started all this, how overconfident Vi must be to describe herself as an award-winning box muncher and actually think it would lead to dates.

“That won't be a problem.”

Her negroni is nearly gone now, and she hopes it isn't too obvious how much she anticipates finishing it and bringing Vi home with her already. She would worry about it more, if Vi's heavy-bottomed glass of whiskey wasn't already empty.

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Or, the "we met looking for hookups on a dating app because we both had awful asshole bios, became friends with very kinky benefits, and then accidentally fell face-first into a real relationship" au.

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pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 6.5k

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chapter one of three of award-winning box muncher officially up lmao, i SWEAR i meant for this to be a one-shot and then it got very out of control and now it's gonna be three chapters. i love these two freaks.

so much love & credit to @adultemophase for the tags that inspired this fic!

[highquality-not]

FIC UPDATE!! award-winning box muncher chapter two finally up!!

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summary:

“I do have one more rule, if it's okay with you.” Vi swirls her glass of whiskey, her fingers draped over it, effortlessly attractive.

“Yeah, of course,” Caitlyn encourages, eager to hear what she has to say.

“Try not to fall in love with me,” Vi says.

Caitlyn looks at the proud slant of Vi's arrogant smirk, the broad muscles still obvious beneath her leather jacket, and the swirling storm of her eyes. She thinks about that dating app bio that started all this, how overconfident Vi must be to describe herself as an award-winning box muncher and actually think it would lead to dates.

“That won't be a problem.”

Her negroni is nearly gone now, and she hopes it isn't too obvious how much she anticipates finishing it and bringing Vi home with her already. She would worry about it more, if Vi's heavy-bottomed glass of whiskey wasn't already empty.

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Or, the "we met looking for hookups on a dating app because we both had awful asshole bios, became friends with very kinky benefits, and then accidentally fell face-first into a real relationship" au.

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pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 12k

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link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63720379/chapters/165251446#main

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WOW oh my god i am so sorry for the delay. i got slammed with so much shit to do and i often put off actually uploading chapters bcuz it is fairly time consuming to do all the editing/formatting but finally. FINALLY i can offer you more of our lovely caitvi fwb au. please enjoy the switching and caitlyn finally realizing she's head over heels.

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snippet under the cut!

Vi gives her this amused look she sees fairly often, these days. A firm hand sits on her waist, oddly nonsexual given their usual activities together. It kind of just sits there, freckles covering its knuckles, holding onto Caitlyn as she keeps talking. The touch is reassuring, considering how her enthusiasm has her a little bit shaky and unstable, close to toppling off of Vi's lap without a hand to hold her in place. She waves her own hands in the air as she rambles, too, so there's not a lot of physical support she can use to keep her from falling, other than leaning into Vi and trusting her to break Caitlyn's fall.

For a single instant, Caitlyn glances into the thunderstorm eyes set into Vi's face and considers kissing her, without an ounce of sexual desire. She balks at the thought, shock rippling through her system, and hurries to her feet.

“Are you okay?” Vi asks.

“Uh, yeah,” Caitlyn babbles. “I just– you see, I've got an assignment due at the end of the week and I remembered I need to make inroads on it.”

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[highquality-not]

KING AND LIONHEART, CHAPTER 1 OUT NOW!

summary:

That’s her Violet. Lionhearted, kind with every inch of her being though she fiercely denies it every time it’s brought up. A caretaker. A friend. Her company, through the darkest nights and brightest days, the reason she can finally fall asleep without worrying about waking up alone in a hospital room. Trying to deny her devotion to Vi is like trying to deny a piece of Caitlyn she can no longer sacrifice, not if she ever wants to be herself again.

She laces their fingers together, Vi’s calloused, tattooed hand fitting perfectly in her own. Vi gasps, startled, a question in her grey-blue eyes. Caitlyn answers it by pulling her into her arms.

~☆~

As Vi and Caitlyn heal from isolated, complicated pasts, they find their communities, they find each other, and they find that love at first sight is never as simple as it seems. But it might just be worth doing anyway.

(or, the "oh the happiness, everybody wants to be my friend" modern au that snowballed into a novel-length analysis of how two people can thrive together as they heal. served with a heaping side of found family)

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (Arcane)

current word count: 9k

******

this fic means so very much to me and has been my darling for the last month and a half, i hope you all enjoy this first chapter!

[highquality-not]

KING AND LIONHEART, CHAPTER 2 OUT NOW!

summary:

That’s her Violet. Lionhearted, kind with every inch of her being though she fiercely denies it every time it’s brought up. A caretaker. A friend. Her company, through the darkest nights and brightest days, the reason she can finally fall asleep without worrying about waking up alone in a hospital room. Trying to deny her devotion to Vi is like trying to deny a piece of Caitlyn she can no longer sacrifice, not if she ever wants to be herself again.

She laces their fingers together, Vi’s calloused, tattooed hand fitting perfectly in her own. Vi gasps, startled, a question in her grey-blue eyes. Caitlyn answers it by pulling her into her arms.

~☆~

As Vi and Caitlyn heal, they find their families, they find each other, and they find that love at first sight is never as simple as it seems. But it might just be worth doing anyway.

(or, the "oh the happiness, everybody wants to be my friend" modern au that snowballed into a novel-length analysis of how two people can grow together. served with a heaping side of found family and a lot of yearning)

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (Arcane)

current word count: 18k

******

we've made it to chapter two of king and lionheart! this one is still a sweet chapter, with caitlyn slowly failing to repress her feelings for vi, and a lot of fluff, plus a silly scene with jayce & vi being besties. this is also the halloween chapter, and i hope everybody's costumes amuse you all

[highquality-not]

FIC FINISHED! CHAPTER 3 OF:

award-winning box muncher

UP NOW!!

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summary:

“I do have one more rule, if it's okay with you.” Vi swirls the last few drops of her glass of whiskey, her fingers draped over it, effortlessly attractive.

“Yeah, of course,” Caitlyn encourages, eager to hear what she has to say.

“Try not to fall in love with me,” Vi says.

Caitlyn looks at the proud slant of Vi's arrogant smirk, the broad muscles still obvious beneath her leather jacket, and the swirling storm of her eyes. She thinks about that dating app bio that started all this, how overconfident Vi must be to describe herself as an award-winning box muncher and actually think it would lead to dates.

“That won't be a problem.”

Her negroni is nearly gone now, and she hopes it isn't too obvious how much she anticipates finishing it and bringing Vi home with her already. She would worry about it more, if Vi's heavy-bottomed glass of whiskey wasn't already empty.

━━━━━━ ◦ ❖ ◦ ━━━━━━

Or, the "we met looking for hookups on a dating app because we both had awful asshole bios, became friends with very kinky benefits, and then accidentally fell face-first into a real relationship" au.

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pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

FINAL word count: 18.3k

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LINK:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63720379/chapters/167661166

[please note, this fic is now archive-locked to protect from ai data scrapers]

snippet below the cut!

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She finds Vi amidst a collection of canvases, hurriedly dry brushing a still-life of a pear with a broken-handled, evidently old paintbrush. A red-headed woman shares a bench with Vi and leans into her shoulder as she sketches on a blank canvas. Something in Caitlyn's chest unfurls, a prickling feeling running up and down her spine. Her eyes narrow against her will. Ever the spoiled only child, Caitlyn has never been good at sharing her toys.

She originally doubted Jinx's advice on getting her attention, but if it disturbs the woman touching Vi, Caitlyn will do anything. She claps in front of Vi's face.

“What the fuck?” Vi curses, pulling back from her canvas.

The red-headed woman drops her pencil and stares unabashedly at Caitlyn. A sick sense of satisfaction builds in her at the sight, which is needlessly cruel. Vi doesn't belong to her.

Caitlyn doesn't know if she's thinking about the other woman, or herself.

“Oh, cupcake! I take it Jinx told you to do that?” Vi gives her an easy smile. “Welcome to the painting studio. This is Sarah Fortune. Sarah, meet Caitlyn.”

The redhead– Sarah, provides a pained grimace for Caitlyn. She definitely hates her, but Caitlyn can't find it in herself to care when she's really only here for Vi. “Hi, Caitlyn.”

“Hi,” Caitlyn says. “Jinx told me it was the only way you would look away from your work. How are you both?”

“There are plenty of other ways to get someone's attention,” Sarah huffs, reaching for her pencil. She turns away from the two of them, reoccupying herself with her sketch.

Vi hesitates, not seeming to understand why Sarah and Caitlyn are immediately at odds. Of course she wouldn't, she has no conception of how goddamn attractive she is, in her paint-splattered overalls with nothing but a sports bra underneath, carabiner fastened to her belt loop, hair tied back under a bandana. She's lesbian catnip and doesn't even know it.

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[highquality-not]

just as it was, baby (before the otherness came) chapter 3 out now!

summary:

“Your sister committed a crime,” rasps the beast. “I expect her to pay for it.”

The candelabra lays forgotten beside Vi, leaving her– the beast, that deplorable creature, entirely out of the light. Vi can only hear her voice, smell the cloying scent of jasmine drifting off her frame. How must she smell, to need to coat herself in such extensive levels of fragrance? How strange that a monstrous beast with no soul, no humanity, would wear an expensive Parisian fragrance? If there is a woman buried beneath that wolf's growl, perhaps she is a woman that Vi can bargain with.

“Please.” Vi remains on her knees, surrendering herself to the beast's mercy. Her fists clearly have no impact here, nor could leaden bullets down this creature. “If I take her place, take responsibility for her crimes, would you set her free?”

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A tale as old as time. A song as old as rhyme. A lush and magical CaitVi fairytale, starring Vi as our darling Beauty and Caitlyn as our beloved Beast.

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pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 9.2k

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chapter intro:

Bittersweet and strange.

The unquantifiable cost of a life, and its grimacing, reluctant replacement, freedom.

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what a special treat it is to share another chapter of my beauty and the beast au! in this one, we finally meet caitlyn (+ bonus, jayce and mel!) and vi sees what life in the castle looks like, with her newfound lack of freedom.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63145735/chapters/164156605

[highquality-not]

just as it was, baby (before the otherness came) chapter one out now!

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summary:

“Your sister committed a crime,” rasps the beast. “I expect her to pay for it.”

The candelabra lays forgotten beside Vi, leaving her– the beast, that deplorable creature, entirely out of the light. Vi can only hear her voice, smell the cloying scent of jasmine drifting off her frame. How must she smell, to need to coat herself in such extensive levels of fragrance? How strange that a monstrous beast with no soul, no humanity, would wear an expensive Parisian fragrance? If there is a woman buried beneath that wolf's growl, perhaps she is a woman that Vi can bargain with.

“Please.” Vi remains on her knees, surrendering herself to the beast's mercy. Her fists clearly have no impact here, nor could leaden bullets down this creature. “If I take her place, take responsibility for her crimes, would you set her free?”

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

A tale as old as time. A song as old as rhyme. A lush and magical CaitVi fairytale, starring Vi as our darling Beauty and Caitlyn as our beloved Beast.

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 3k

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wow i have talked about this au SO MUCH here on tumblr i am thrilled to finally share the first chapter with you all! i have so much more in the drafts on its way, and this chapter establishes the very start of vi's life before meeting caitlyn

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63145735/chapters/161714977

[highquality-not]

just as it was baby (before the otherness came) chapter two out now!

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summary:

“Your sister committed a crime,” rasps the beast. “I expect her to pay for it.”

The candelabra lays forgotten beside Vi, leaving her– the beast, that deplorable creature, entirely out of the light. Vi can only hear her voice, smell the cloying scent of jasmine drifting off her frame. How must she smell, to need to coat herself in such extensive levels of fragrance? How strange that a monstrous beast with no soul, no humanity, would wear an expensive Parisian fragrance? If there is a woman buried beneath that wolf's growl, perhaps she is a woman that Vi can bargain with.

“Please.” Vi remains on her knees, surrendering herself to the beast's mercy. Her fists clearly have no impact here, nor could leaden bullets down this creature. “If I take her place, take responsibility for her crimes, would you set her free?”

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

A tale as old as time. A song as old as rhyme. A lush and magical CaitVi fairytale, starring Vi as our darling Beauty and Caitlyn as our beloved Beast.

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

current word count: 6k

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

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chapter intro:

A tune as old as song.

There is a roadway, muddy and foxgloved. The path less trodden must be taken.

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things are moving in my beauty and the beast au! this chapter is an emotionally fraught one for vi, and caitlyn haunts the narrative of it. i hope you'll enjoy, it's so much fun to share this story with everyone!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63145735/chapters/162313732#workskin

[highquality-not]

FIC UPDATE! CHAPTER 5 OF:

just as it was, baby (before the otherness came)

up now!

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summary:

“Your sister committed a crime,” rasps the beast. “I expect her to pay for it.”

The candelabra lays forgotten beside Vi, leaving her– the beast, that deplorable creature, entirely out of the light. Vi can only hear her voice, smell the cloying scent of jasmine drifting off her frame. How must she smell, to need to coat herself in such extensive levels of fragrance? How strange that a monstrous beast with no soul, no humanity, would wear an expensive Parisian fragrance? If there is a woman buried beneath that wolf's growl, perhaps she is a woman that Vi can bargain with.

“Please.” Vi remains on her knees, surrendering herself to the beast's mercy. Her fists clearly have no impact here, nor could leaden bullets down this creature. “If I take her place, take responsibility for her crimes, would you set her free?”

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

A tale as old as time. A song as old as rhyme. A lush and magical CaitVi fairytale, starring Vi as our darling Beauty and Caitlyn as our beloved Beast.

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 15.7k

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LINK:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63145735/chapters/167419720

[please note, this fic is now archive locked to protect from data scrapers. if you need an ao3 invite, please dm me!]

snippet under the cut!

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When she grasps the handle of the watering can again, intending to refill it, she is startled to find it already full. Vi blinks in confusion, trying to determine if she is remembering incorrectly, before she realizes. Caitlyn filled the watering can while her back was turned.

“Thank you,” Vi calls, her hand pressed to the side of her mouth. A smile builds, unconscious.

There is silence, for a time. Vi cannot see Caitlyn's long tail or beastly veins, and she knows the marquise often prefers it as such, remaining just out of Vi's sight. Then, in that accented growl, she speaks. “You are most welcome.”

“I would not have expected a noble such as you to perform labour,” Vi adds hastily.

“I have always laboured,” says the marquise. “Not in the gardens, but on the hunting grounds, on the great works of philosophy, on the embroidery hoop. All still are labour, if different from your own.”

This is their dance, the beat their conversations follow. One of them assumes. The other corrects.

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[highquality-not]

FIC UPDATE! CHAPTER 4 OF:

just as it was, baby (before the otherness came)

out now!

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

summary:

“Your sister committed a crime,” rasps the beast. “I expect her to pay for it.”

The candelabra lays forgotten beside Vi, leaving her– the beast, that deplorable creature, entirely out of the light. Vi can only hear her voice, smell the cloying scent of jasmine drifting off her frame. How must she smell, to need to coat herself in such extensive levels of fragrance? How strange that a monstrous beast with no soul, no humanity, would wear an expensive Parisian fragrance? If there is a woman buried beneath that wolf's growl, perhaps she is a woman that Vi can bargain with.

“Please.” Vi remains on her knees, surrendering herself to the beast's mercy. Her fists clearly have no impact here, nor could leaden bullets down this creature. “If I take her place, take responsibility for her crimes, would you set her free?”

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

A tale as old as time. A song as old as rhyme. A lush and magical CaitVi fairytale, starring Vi as our darling Beauty and Caitlyn as our beloved Beast.

─── ⊹⊱✿⊰⊹ ───

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 12k

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ao3 link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63145735/chapters/166724443#main

snippet below the cut!

There is only one more task she wants to complete, and it may be a mistake to attempt this form of garden maintenance, but Vi cannot help herself. She notices foxgloves taking root in the messy undergrowth of blooming violets, enough to cause problems if left unchecked. She recalls Jayce's words about Caitlyn, that the flowers are a difficult subject for her. She will be cautious.

She reaches for the foxglove and pulls it out from the roots. A single violet petal falls to the ground with it. Vi carries on, plucking foxglove from the undergrowth, grazing the occasional petal, up until a sizable pile of excess plant growth sits beside her and the hairs stand up on the back of her neck, evidence of the beast's arrival.

“What are you doing?” growls the beast. The first time Vi has felt the presence of this unholy monster since she arrived, and it is for her to make unfounded assumptions about Vi's intentions.

“I am working on the bed of violets.” Vi insists. “Jayce gave me permission–”

“You are hurting them,” the beast says, her tone more anxious and concerned than the rageful snarl Vi anticipated.

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[highquality-not]

KING AND LIONHEART, CHAPTER 3 OUT NOW!

summary:

That’s her Violet. Lionhearted, kind with every inch of her being though she fiercely denies it every time it’s brought up. A caretaker. A friend. Her company, through the darkest nights and brightest days, the reason she can finally fall asleep without worrying about waking up alone in a hospital room. Trying to deny her devotion to Vi is like trying to deny a piece of Caitlyn she can no longer sacrifice, not if she ever wants to be herself again.

She laces their fingers together, Vi’s calloused, tattooed hand fitting perfectly in her own. Vi gasps, startled, a question in her grey-blue eyes. Caitlyn answers it by pulling her into her arms.

~☆~

As Vi and Caitlyn fall for each other, they find that love at first sight is never as simple as it seems, not when you're still healing from the past. But it might be worth doing anyway.

(or, the "oh the happiness, everybody wants to be my friend" modern au that snowballed into a novel-length analysis of how two people can grow together. served with a heaping side of found family and a lot of yearning)

pairing: Caitlyn/Vi (League of Legends)

current word count: 29k

******

welcome to chapter 3! this is a hard-hitting one, with an 'oh. OH.' moment, bed scarcity, mutual pining, and an angsty argument that hurts real fucking bad (i promise it all works out eventually...)