#ler!caitlyn

[smilingangel582]

Too cocky

Arcane arcane arcane... how you enchant me with these beautiful women! I actually watched because of Jinx, but now I'm here for Caitvi lol... omg wish we have more

Enjoyyyy

Summary: Caitlyn is desperate to get revenge on Vi for all the times she teased her. Vi's strength had become a problem as she could easily turn the tables. But cait doesn't give up.

Warning: tickles, cait x vi (romantic), slightly kissing and touching not too intense, fluff as heck, swearing

"V-Vihihihi stohohop ihit!"

Vi grins now, she continues to mercilessly scribble her fingers over Cait's bare sides. Vi always gets playful after sex cuddles. It's not the worst for Cait...

"Q-quhihit tickling me!"

Except THAT.

Vi let's off now, giggling, as she falls next to her, ignoring Cait's little swats and smacks over her shoulder, "Haha, you looked too cute, cupcake... I couldn't help it"

"Honestly... you're way too cocky"

Cait sighs in releif now, rolling her eyes. Vi always gets the best of her. There's no hope for her if they ever had a strength testing contest.

"Admit it... you loved every second of it"

Cait flicks her shoulder, "You're impossible..."

Vi sticks her tongue playfully, "And you're blushing"

Cait smirks, getting an idea "Well what if you were on the receiving end, Violet?"

Violet scoffs proudly, despite the slight uneasiness in her tone, she folds her arms confidently, "You do realise i can easily turn the tables on you,"

"True... but... you're ticklish too... right?" Cait pokes Vi's side, making Vi stiffen at the touch and that made her grab her wrist firmly, an amused smile playing on her lips, "Cupcake... dont start a fight you can't finish"

"I doubt you can-"

Before Cait could finish, Vi pounced right over her, now resuming the previous tickle attack against Cait, pinning one wrist above her head.

"Hahaa! V-Vihihi no fahahair!"

"Alls fair in love and tickles... haha give up already, cupcake" Vi continued to tickle her ribs with more persistence, enjoying how Cait's rare laughter echoes brightly through her Chambers.

Alright Vi is way too cocky. it's time to turn the tables. Cait grunts with effort.

"T-tahahake thahahat!"

"W-whoa hey!" Vi, surprised by the sudden force, gets tipped sideways, Cait used her height to push her down and immediately tickle her stomach, not bothered to give herself a break from the breathless laughter she had.

"Eheh! Cahahait, wahahait ahaha sehehecohohohond!" Vi's giggles bubbled from her throat. Her arms clamped down to her own sides defensively.

"Aha... so Ms. Zaun is actually ticklish... pretty interesting for someone who can't take what she dish " Cait said menacingly.

"Gahaha ok stop," barely five seconds, and Cait's wrists were stubbornly pushed away from Vi's stomach, now immobilising her activities.

"Damn it... y-you really -ahaha Vihihi! Seheheheriously!" Cait burst into cackles when Vi effectively tickled Cait's hips. She's using her worst spot against her, so dirty!

"Last chance to surrender, cupcake!" Vi could be evil if she wanted, Cait knew she should never get on her bad side.

"Cheheating!"

No, Cait won't lose...

"Well undercity doesn't have rules, sweetheart"

There's another way...

"Ugh, ahaha!" Vi heard Cait through her snickers, "fihihine y-yohohour fuhuhuneral!"

"What's wrong, Cait? Regretting your choi -eek! The heck...? S-stop kissing my neck like thahat... haha. " Vi wavered now, scrunching her shoulder protectively, but Cait grabbed her wrists this time, keeping them away.

Choked surprised contagious giggles stream, Cait almost got distracted by how cute they sound coming from Vi. Cait knew kissing Vi's neck makes her melt but also ticklish.

Vi squeaks, "Ahaha n-nohot thehere..."

"Gotcha..." Cait purrs, her wrists free, and for the finale, she launched her tickle attack right at Vi's armpits.

There's that spot.

"EEEK! NOHOHO!" Vi jolted instantly, a squeal escaping her lips as her hands moved to her own body crumbling in defense.

Cait paused, looking down at Vi, blushing a bright colour just like her hair.

Both stared, one in shocking embarassment, the other in amused adoration.

Cait coos, her fingers not tickling yet but keeping her in anticipation, "Vi... that was the most adorable squeal I ever heard..."

"I-I... I didn't..." Seeing Vi's distracted look, Cait lunged to get her sensitive pits again, making Vi shriek, almost knocking Cait off her hips, who was straddling her.

"Was it this spot that got you, Vi?"

"STOHOP! HAHA FUCK CAHAIT NO!" Vi couldn't believe she was being tickled. She does get tickled... but she wasn't helpless... she would let Cait get her back, but this was the first time she wasn't in control.

She couldn't control her limbs when tingly sparks keep distracting her. God she hated how gentle Cait was her fingers lightly tickling her under there.

"New spot unlocked... armpits," Cait noted almost to herself despite speaking it outloud.. Vi's strength left her when Cait persisted, tickling there, and she couldn't seem to stop Cait anymore.

Cait looks at her fondly, now caressing her cheek, "Thats what you get for being cocky... so cute..."

"N-nohoho dohoho not call me cuhuhuhute!"

"Aww, but you are, Violet..." kissing her neck more lightly now slowing down the tickles, her kisses softly pecking Vi's freckles which Cait adore so much (A/N: me too)

"H-hehe alright ahahalright you wihin" Vi's face red and flustered, her voice tired and soft. Cait stops now, satisfied that she managed to get Vi to surrender for once.

"Still think you can handle being tickled?" Poking Vi in the stomach making the other woman huff. Her cheeks puffed, "Fine fine... I admit. You can still beat me at something"

"Glad we got that right..." Cait smirks, now returning to lean to Vi, continuing her gentle tracing fingers over her shoulder. Vi sighs in wonder, "Mmm... you are menacing too, cupcake"

"My little lion..."

"Lion?" A genuine laugh escapes Vi when Cait said that, "that's weird..."

"But cute right?"

Vi rolls her eyes, now kissing her temple, "Whatever floats your boat cupcake"

[smilingangel582]

Lord, I found u! Lee!vi fic at last! Guys, ever heard of a tough and fiesty girl with a cute side? That's Violet for u!

Muwah!

Mistletoe {Caitlyn x Vi}

Advent Calendar Event!

A/N: so uhh. we all probably need this after that season. WOW... anyways i love these two and i hope i did them justice because they deserve the whole world imo and i love them to bits... hope y'all enjoy!! this is the first of what will hopefully be a few fics to celebrate the holidays so look forward to the rest! have a lovely day everyone! :D

Summary: Caitlyn and Vi are discussing their different holiday traditions...

Word Count: 1.2k (under the cut!)

Caitlyn laid down on her bed curled up on her side as she stared at Vi. They had been spending the day together and were winding down for bed, but Caitlyn was slightly worried about Vi.

Vi had been unusually quiet today, even for her. She had been taken around Piltover by Caitlyn, which she knew she would not be fond of, but had still helped her out with attending to what she needed to do for the upcoming holidays.

The holidays might have been what was bothering Vi, Caitlyn decided. There must be a difference in tradition between Piltover and the Undercity, one that she had not even recognized initially.

“What are some of the Undercity’s holiday traditions?” Caitlyn asked after a few moments of contemplation.

Vi peeked open one eye and then shrugged. “We don’t really do holidays down there, Cait.”

“Well, surely you celebrated something.”

Vi laughed at that. “You think we had anything to celebrate down there?” Caitlyn pulled her hand away from Vi slightly, worried that she had overstepped and also mildly annoyed at Vi’s bluntness. Vi quickly took Caitlyn’s hand in her own and gave it a light squeeze. “I’m sorry, that was–”

“Did you really never celebrate anything?”

Vi shook her head. “No, no… We did celebrate a few things. But not the way you do, not the way you do up here.”

Caitlyn pulled Vi’s hand toward her face and kissed the back of it gently, offering her a small smile of encouragement.

Vi smiled and continued. “One year, it was winter time, and Powder was running low on her art supplies. Ekko and I snuck into one of the nice art stores that was closer to Piltover and we stole a box of really nice crayons for her.”

Vi’s face changed, and Caitlyn could not quite place what exactly was going through her mind. She waited to see if Vi would continue her story, but she was silent. After a few more moments, she finally changed the subject. “What about you, Cait? What are some of the fancy Piltover traditions?”

Caitlyn wilted slightly at Vi’s subject change, but she did not say anything against it. She knew that it was difficult for Vi to talk about the past, about her sister that she had lost to a different world. So, instead of pushing Vi for more information, she told her about her own traditions in Piltover.

“Well, one of the classic traditions is mistletoe,” Caitlyn said with a soft smile, scooting a bit closer to Vi. She traced a hand down her back and pulled her a bit closer, making Vi smile.

“I think I’ve heard of this one… Remind me, though.”

Caitlyn hummed. “Mistletoe is normally hung in a doorway so people always end up under it. When you end up underneath it with someone, you have to kiss them!”

Vi laughed at that. “That’s so random!” Caitlyn nodded with a chuckle. Vi cupped Caitlyn’s cheek and smirked, eyeing her lips. “You know, I don’t think I’d need mistletoe as an excuse to kiss you.”

Caitlyn felt heat rise to her cheeks and she sputtered. “Vi–!”

Vi only chuckled and leaned forward, kissing Caitlyn’s lips gently. She pulled Caitlyn in a bit closer, wrapping a leg over her as their kiss deepened. Caitlyn hummed in content into the kiss and Vi cupped her cheek and kissed her with a gentle fervor.

They finally managed to pull away, but Vi pressed a few more kisses to Caitlyn’s face until she was swatted away with a giggle.

“Okay, you’ve had enough!”

“Sheesh! Do I have to get mistletoe so I can kiss you more, then?”

Caitlyn laughed and shook her head, rubbing her hand into Vi’s back gently. “No… But there’s a catch to mistletoe that I forgot to mention.”

Vi raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Oh? Do tell.”

Caitlyn chuckled. “Well, if you end up under the mistletoe with someone you really don’t want to kiss, one way to get out of it is to tickle them instead.”

Vi rolled her eyes and snickered, then leaned into Caitlyn again, brushing their lips together gently before she spoke. “Aww… Then what do you want to do to me, cupcake? Kiss or tickle?”

Caitlyn pressed their lips together, making Vi hum softly in content as she let her hands get tangled in Caitlyn’s hair. Caitlyn gently guided herself to straddle Vi, kissing her the whole time as she went. Caitlyn gently traced her fingers along Vi’s stomach, making her fidget slightly as they continued to kiss.

“Mmm… Cait…” Vi whined softly when Caitlyn pulled away, her eyes heavy lidded. Caitlyn continued to trace Vi’s stomach, grinning softly.

“There’s no mistletoe rule that says I can’t do both,” Caitlyn teased.

Vi took a moment to process what Caitlyn was saying before her eyes widened and she began to giggle nervously. She wiggled under Caitlyn, and her breath hitched when Caitlyn’s hands found their way to her sides, drumming along them gently.

“Cahait–!” Vi snickered softly in anticipation, watching Caitlyn’s hands.

Caitlyn grinned and leaned forward, kissing Vi again. But before Vi could fully melt into the kiss, Caitlyn let her fingers begin to skitter along Vi’s sides, making her burst into a fit of bright giggles.

“Cahahahait!! That– Thahahat tickles!” Vi laughed against Caitlyn’s lips.

Caitlyn only chuckled at Vi. “That’s the point, Vi.”

Caitlyn eventually gave up on trying to kiss Vi while she tickled her, as she was too giggly and squirmy to successfully smooch. Instead, Caitlyn nuzzled her face into the crook of Vi’s neck and kissed along her tattoos, making her whine and protest as she laughed.

Caitlyn crept her hands upward and let her fingers dance all over Vi’s ribs. Vi clamped her arms down and squealed, throwing her head back and bursting into a stream of laughter as she tried to squirm away.

“C’mohohon! Cahait, please– I– I– Gahahahaa!!”

“Hmm? Use your words, Vi. I can’t understand you when you’re laughing.”

“You’re so mehehehean!!”

Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I’m mean, am I?” Vi shook her head frantically, trying to backtrack, but there was not much she could do at this point. “I’ll show you mean, Violet.”

Vi could not say anything in protest before Caitlyn shoved her hands under her arms, wiggling her fingers and sending Vi into a long stream of bubbling laughter. She kicked her feet weakly and tried to decide between pushing Caitlyn away and clamping her arms. This only caused Vi to make an awkward little shoving motion that did not actually shove Caitlyn away at all.

“Caitlyn!!! Cahahahait– Cait, plehehease!! No mohohore!”

Caitlyn shrugged and decided to let up, knowing that Vi could only handle so much tickling before she would exact proper revenge. She would prefer to avoid being tickled to bits herself, as Vi was much less merciful than she was when it came to tickling. She was an older sister, after all.

Vi wheezed and Caitlyn curled up on top of her, kissing her jawline and eventually finding her lips, making Vi moan softly.

“Th-that’s much better…” Vi said softly, still catching her breath when Caitlyn pulled away from the kiss. Vi chuckled, grabbing Caitlyn’s hip and propping her up more on her so she could continue to kiss her. There was no mistletoe in sight, but these two did not really need an excuse to kiss each other…

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Arcane tkl concepts

A/N: 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐(𝙸 𝚍𝚘 ⚰️) 𝚂𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚔𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎! :]

These are just for fun! So no credit needed. There's barely any tkl fics for arcane so I thought I might spark some creativity!

Catvi (Caitlyn & Vi)

Lee! Caitlyn ler! Vi

In the talking stage, there comes a time where they start to become touchy with each other? Not extensive, but just enough where there's some playful banter and vi would either shove Caitlyn's shoulder, or Caitlyn would playfully kick Vi from behind her knee. But what Vi recently discovered was that Caitlyn is rather sensitive in the sides from random, and playful, pokes. When Vi wants to confront her about it, Caitlyn would seem to deny it, but also wouldn't completely scruff the idea of her being sensitive on the sides. And THAT'S when Vi is like, "let's test how sensitive you are" or something, and would go for the kill.

Lee! Vi ler! Caitlyn

A cute one that I thought of is that Caitlyn likes to give Vi gentle tickles when she's overwhelmed or stressed. Vi would lay on her girlfriends lap, and since Caitlyn would have a habit of stroking Vi's hair, she would purposely get close enough to Vi's neck and would just enlight the most breathiest giggles from Vi. OH MY GOODNESS I need to write this one😭😭

Jayvik (Jayce & Viktor)

Lee! Jayce ler! Viktor

The thought of Jayce being on the receiving end should not be this surprising.. Then again he's a playful little shit and I headcanon that Jayce inflicts Viktor's ler side. Jayce would do something as simple as misplacing something of Viktor's and acting like he didn't do it, and when Viktor isn't getting an answer from Jayce, that's when he's like "you know what? You asked for it" and would tickle the answer out of him. The amount of times this has happened would be historic.

Lee! Viktor ler! Jayce

Again, playful little shit Jayce. He likes to hear his friends laugh, and when he doesn't want to be on the receiving end of things when annoying his partner in crime, how about he annoys them by tickling them? 😭😭 of course with Viktor's health he take account that he can't go too rough or else a very painful coughing fit would start.. He would literally jump off of a building if he went that far. So he just goes gentle with Viktor, and when I tell you the giggles that would fly out of this man would send a serotonin boost to Jayce??!! He could hear this man giggle all day.

Timebomb(Jinx & Ekko)

:𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍:

SPOILERS FOR ACT3

Lee! Jinx ler! Ekko

When building up their friendship again after the war, they talk a lot about the past. When Ekko bring up a past memory that he adored which is when Ekko first discovered that Jinx was ticklish, he reluctantly brings it up and when jinx is all like "what? I don't remember that" or trying to deny it, that's when Ekko is like "I wonder if you're still ticklish" and we all know how that will turn out. Obviously there's this headcanon I have for the both of them that they are frequent with their tickle fights, and either one of them could either have the upper hand, or one is on the receiving end. Different days with a different winner. If that makes sense? 😭

Lee! Ekko ler! Jinx

I feel like jinx would have discovered it randomly. Like "oh, did that hurt?" and when Ekko goes no, Jinx is just like "okay, NOW we need to decipher what that noise was" and it would lead to her tickling the shit out of Ekko. This ones really short, but it also explains itself pretty well I believe 😭

That's all that I have for these main three pairs!! My brain is all goopy and mushy by thinking about all these 😭😭 hopefully these strike interest for you guys :]]

[calicocatsarecute]

So this goes with my other, but you’re girl just finished Arcane and now I want to make a tickle fic about CaitVi….

[caitlyn-harper-smith-blog]

OC Profile

Name: Caitlyn Harper Smith

Nickname: Kate

Age: 19

Sexuality: Heterosexual, straight

Pronouns: She/her

Height: 5'0

Weight: 117lbs

Body type: Petite, curvy

Ethnicity: White, Northern Irish

Religion: None, atheist.

Likes: The quiet, and depending on the situation, being left alone for a bit with her thoughts. She also likes being seen as independent, since she hates seeing herself as weak, and as somebody who needs help. 

Dislikes: Situations in which she needs help, or a consultant. She also can't deal with compliments, at all. She hates being around too much noise at one time, and usually has to run off to get away from it.

Quirks: She wears mix-matched socks all the time, and they're pretty much always knee-high. She gives everybody she meets a nickname, which most of the time she hates, but she uses them anyways. Sometimes she can fall asleep standing up, due to constant sleep deprivation.

Flaws: She doesn't talk much to people she doesn't trust, and therefore isn't good at conversation starters either. She isn't really the smartest, and tends to be a little ignorant. She's also kind of full of herself, though she does have quite a bit of insecurities hiding underneath. She also lies a lot, since she does have quite a bit about herself and others that she wants to hide.

Casual outfit: A grey jumper with the word "No," on it, along with some white shorts and knee-high socks. One sock is white and the other is black, one shorter than the other. She has a blue and white bracelet on her wrist, and a matching blue and white necklace.

Hair colour: Black

Skin colour: White, pale

Facial features: Freckles, like everywhere, a small nose and emerald green eyes.

Distinguishing features: Her eyes, definitely, since their extremely vibrant green colour can be seen from quite a while away. Along with the "I don't give a shit" expression that comes with them.

What others generally think of her: A little egotistical and sarcastic, but an otherwise caring and sweet friend. She's quite the liar, but makes up for it with her hilarity.

How she sees herself: Somebody trying to redeem herself by looking for clarification in her own lies and ego. Somebody participating in a balancing act between social life, personal problems, and secrets.

Powers: Caitlyn calls herself a living battery; being able to shoot out volts of electricity. This comes in handy when fighting someone who is immune to most things. This also means that she's a magnet to certain objects, and whenever having a power overload, gets a bunch of cutlery stuck to her.

Power side-effects: Sometimes she uses her powers without knowing. For example, her phone never loses charge, and sometimes she forgets to plug in the hairdryer. Not a problem to her. She can also accidentally shock people when feeling extreme negative emotions, most commonly anger or sadness.

Power limitations: If she's tired, then she can't use her power. Physically can't. It's the same for if she's drunk, too. Basically, her brain needs to be able to function properly for her to be able to use it. Her most common solution to this is coffee, which isn't healthy, but it works. 

Background: For all that Caitlyn knows, she was born with her powers. She was raised in a small, secluded village in Ireland, where everybody on the inside had some sort of unique power. They would help you control it, and in her younger years, she looked up to the owners like they were saints. Until she got older. She realised that the training to help control your powers were extremely cruel, and the injections that she could once endure, became much more painful as time went on. She was eventually having full-on battles with her friends, her family, and even sometimes the owners. She got permanent scars from this. The battles and the experiments went on for several years, until she had enough at the age of 15. She escaped the small civilization in the middle of the night, running off as far away as she could. She was lucky enough to be taken in by another family whom were on holiday, and was moved to another country, far away from the village. It was her own choice to move out from this family, since those 5 years she spent with them were the greatest times of her life. She's still in contact with them in the present.

Lee info: Caitlyn is a fighter for a couple minutes when being tickled, before she just straight up collapses most of the time. She's embarrassed easily when being tickled, and teasing is extremely effective on her. She absolutely hates her smile and her laugh for some reason, and so hides it in some way while being tickled. She'll always somehow find a way to. Some bad spots are:

Underarms, navel, thighs and feet are easily her worst spots. 

Ler info: Teasing is her go-to. Sure, she hates it herself, but whatever. It's fun. She teases relentlessly while usually going for their stomach first. Her favourite things to use are raspberries, and occasionally some tools, such as feathers. Sure, she stops when they tell her to, but sometimes she "doesn't hear" you the first time. Or the second. Or the fifth. Strangely, she only doesn't hear if you pissed her off at some point in the day.

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[trixbell]

❛ Wow, you, uh, you seem pretty insulted by that.. ❜ (Caitlyn)

Estava overreacting --- bom, quando não estava? --- mas, sinceramente, Trixibell Poppins se recusava a acreditar que as pessoas, em plena reta final de 2021, ainda acreditavam que o TikTok poderia ser inútil. Oras, se não fosse pelo aplicativo, centenas de milhões de pessoas estariam desinformadas sobre... tudo! Trixie nunca mais precisou ler um artigo ou ligar no noticiário para saber o que estava acontecendo no mundo --- porque o TikTok a informava (ela não fazia isso nem antes dele, mas mesmo assim...). Nunca mais precisou fazer aulas de qualquer coisa, porque o TikTok tinha a resposta e os ensinamentos para todas as suas perguntas. Aprendera sobre tricô, jardinagem, mecânica, psicologia, direito, moda, arquitetura... no TikTok! Ademais, fora na rede social que os protestos contra o Papai Noel e os planos de boicote ao Natal tinham começado, então dizer que era ‘inútil’ quando podia ter toda essa influência sobre as pessoas... Pff. “É claro que sim! Aposto que você também ficaria insultada se eu falasse que a polícia é inútil para a sociedade!” Reviou os olhos. “Você tem noção do impacto social, econômico e cultural que o TIkTok tem? Claramente está precisando de aulas sobre isso!” // @kirammwn

[chockfullofsecrets]

(shoutout to @tickle-bugs​​ for letting me yell at them about ticklish scientists)

Jayce is so touchy and wants everyone to like him and pay attention to him so, so much. When he’s in a mood, he’ll sprawl across everything and get in Victor and Mel’s way and make the biggest puppy eyes until they indulge him. He’s also incredibly reactive - the slightest threat or hint of wriggling fingers and he’s already tensing up and trying not to grin.

He’s also a deviously attentive ler, taking “notes” on what gets the best reactions and signing them with a flourish when he’s done.

You’d think that having a brace that covers 90% of his torso would protect Viktor from tickles, but Jayce is determined and suspiciously good at getting his hands into the one inch of sensitive skin that can get him doubled over and squirming helplessly. 

He doesn’t even laugh, really, just curls up and huffs out the impressions of giggles and curses up a storm, but Jayce won’t stop telling him how cute it is and it gets him incredibly flustered. 

Viktor can and will use his cane to keep potential menaces at bay. Jayce has the bruises to prove it.

When Mel is especially stressed, she likes to curl up with Jayce and let him press ticklish kisses to her neck and ears.

Also: paintbrushes. 

Caitlyn was a decent lab assistant to Jayce but also used to give him so much shit until he’d stomp over and scoop her up in mock fury and tickle her to pieces. She’d never admit it to him, but she misses it.

Vi and Caitlyn are both really stubborn with each other about trying to keep a straight face when getting poked/teased and are both equally terrible at it.

Vi is way too good at pinning her down, and Caitlyn has sniper-like precision for getting at the spots that make Vi collapse into a little ball, and they can’t help winding each other up until they’re both laughing too hard to breathe.

Vi used to help Powder practice her parkour skills by becoming the tickle monster and chasing her around the neighborhood. Years later, Jinx plays a (much more terrifying) version of the game with people she takes a liking to.

Jinx likes to tickle Silco sometimes because she thinks it’s really funny that he tries to squeeze his eyes shut to keep his composure but only one of them actually works. He takes it with surprising grace.

arcane headcanons? arcane headcanons for the poor? -Chock

@chockfullofsecrets

[inhales deeply] WELL if you insist--

you've not given me a specific character so here's thoughts about a whole handful!

- Once, someone poked Vi in the right spot, and the next second she was on an awning ten feet up. She didn't even do it on purpose, it was just like spooking a cat. She's the type of person to not mind, but she will kick you on reflex, and you've just gotta be prepared for that. She's probably the most notorious in Zaun for starting play wars with anyone who pushes her buttons, and she usually wins.

- Jinx is incredibly light on her feet when she wants to be, and has used this on several occasions to sneak up on and tazer Silcorp goons and associates when she gets particularly bored. What're they gonna do, complain to Silco that his daughter is playing with them?

- On good days Sevika will retaliate fourfold and you can't really argue with a metal arm and the determined grin of a butch on a mission. This does not stop Jinx. This does not stop Jinx at all. By the fourth time she loses Sevi's figured out that this little brat seeks out their tussles on purpose and her heart definitely isn't warmed at all.

- Silco has a repute to maintain, and much better ways of convincing people to comply than something so silly, so you'll never see him starting anything. On occasion, though- and behind closed doors- his most trusted folk will force him to take a break from all his scheming and stress. He's human still, and the reminders are an unexpected kindness.

- Viktor and Jayce both possess the potent tendency for getting carried away with their work. While on occasion they'll moderate each other, more often than not their drives feed into each other, and Cait and Mel take turns on 'make my idiot boys SLEEP' duty. Can't draw good blueprints with nails on your ribs.

- Ekko speaks fluent wrestling is a form of affection and no one he cares for is exempt from his 'wrath' if they seem down or out of it. Vi and his fights are legendary. (And once they're on good terms, Jinx enjoys playing 'annoy Ekko until he chases me through half the Undercity' on a regular basis.)

[ritazerbinatti]

Tantos livros, tão pouco tempo 📚 Essa é aquela pilha de livros que fico namorando, doida pra pegar pra ler esses títulos o quanto antes. I São todos incríveis, mas tem um que já sei que vou amar muito: “Para toda a eternidade” da Caitlyn Doughty. Já li “Confissões do crematório” dela e simplesmente amei, foi uma das minhas leituras favoritas daquele ano. Com esse tenho certeza que não será muito diferente. — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/2okAkUv

[public-new-yahoopartner-blog]

Caitlyn Jenner dézingue Rob Kardashian à la télé américaine !

Souvenez-vous, il y a quelques jours, le petit frère de Kim Kardashian  publiait sur les réseaux sociaux une série de messages accusant la mère de sa fille, Dream, d'infidélité ainsi que des photos d'elle dans des situations très explicites. Si beaucoup d'internautes attendent la suite de cette histoire, il est fort possible qu'elle ne s'arrête pas là pour Rob Kardashian. Les photos de Blac Chyna qu'il a publié sont ce que la justice appelle du "revenge porn", reconnu comme un crime en Californie depuis 2013. L'homme de 29 ans encourt jusqu'à 6 mois de prison et une amende.L'avocat de Blac Chyna a d'ailleurs déclaré au magazine People qu'il "explorait toutes les pistes légales et les protections disponibles pour conseiller au mieux sa cliente sur la manière de procéder".Invitée sur le plateau de The View, Caitlyn Jenner a donné son avis quant à ce clash... et l'ex-mari de Kris Jenner n'a pas été tendre avec Rob. "Rob a vrai­ment été très stupide de faire ça, il devrait présen­ter ses excuses" a-t-elle lâché avant de dévoi­ler qu’elle n’avait plus aucun rapport avec ce dernier depuis un certains temps : "Je n’ai jamais rencon­tré Blac Chyna, je n’ai jamais vu la petite Dream et je n’ai pas parlé avec Rob depuis des années." Anne-Sophie Jilot-Guérand ... Retrouvez cet article sur Public

Kendall Jenner et Bella Hadid s'éclatent à Mykonos !

Game of Clones, la nouvelle télé-réalité polémique de NRJ 12

Photos : Kylie Jenner x Quay Australia... Vous ne passerez pas l'été sans !

Kendall Jenner : Elle dévoile une astuce beauté surprenante sur son site

Pendant que son fils sombre, Kris Jenner se la coule douce à Saint-Tropez

[smilingangel582]

Dancing Lessons

Warning: Arcane spoilers, which are after the war, caitvi/violyn moments, cute and tickles, implied with harsh but subtle Vi language 😄

Enjoyyyy

The large parlour in Caitlyn's family estate was pristine as always, with its polished wooden floors and heavy drapes framing tall windows. It was quiet—save for the occasional groan of frustration and a soft, muffled laugh.

"Alright, Vi. Again." Caitlyn stood poised and proper in the centre of the room, her hands on her hips and a look of gentle exasperation on her face.

Vi, on the other hand, looked far less refined. She stood a few feet away, slouched slightly with her hands shoved in her pockets, a scowl on her face as she glared at Caitlyn. "Again? Cupcake, I’ve already tripped over my own two feet like twelve times. Don’t you think I’ve suffered enough?"

Caitlyn suppressed a smile, her refined tone remaining firm. “You’re exaggerating. It was only four times. And no, I’m not letting you out of this. You need to know how to waltz for the upcoming Piltover party.”

Vi groaned loudly, dragging a hand down her face. “I’m not a waltzing kind of girl, Cait. Can’t I just… stand there and look intimidating?”

Cait teased wirh amusement, "That would be hard when you will be wearing a cute dress this time"

Vi inwardly groaned. She forgot about that detail... and she did say CUTE dress like that's the worst form of punishment for someone like Vi...

"I can't wear a suit either?" Vi hopefully asked. It was a very puppy-like look that Caitlyn wanted to say yes but managed to shoot down Vi's silly attempts.

“No, you can’t.” Caitlyn stepped closer, her smirk softening into something more amused. “Don’t you want to prove all those snobbish elites wrong? Show them you can handle anything they toss at you?”

"Can I skip the dress?" Vi muttered.

Caitlyn deadpanned, "No"

Vi’s lips twitched, and Caitlyn could tell she was considering it. “...Fine. But if I break your toes, it’s on you.”

“I’ll take my chances.” Caitlyn extended her hand expectantly. “Come here.”

Vi sighed but stepped forward, hesitantly placing her rougher hand into Caitlyn’s softer one. Caitlyn smiled approvingly, gently guiding Vi’s other hand to her shoulder while she rested her own hand lightly on Vi’s waist.

The moment Caitlyn’s fingers brushed Vi’s side, Vi twitched. Caitlyn was careful not to be too firm as she didn't want to startle Vi.

“Hold on...” Vi pulled back slightly, narrowing her eyes. “What’re you doing?”

Caitlyn blinked innocently. Not sure if she had offended Vi or not “...Holding your waist?” she added for more clarification, "It's the ladies part of the waltz, Violet as you will be dancing with a man during that night..."

Gosh, she wished she could wear a suit... getting touched is worse than getting gut punched by the wardens.

“Yeah, well -don’t grab it like that. Feels weird.” Vi shifted uncomfortably.

Caitlyn smirked faintly, something mischievous flickering in her eyes. “Oh, Vi… you’re not ticklish, are you?”

Vi stiffened immediately, her face betraying her. “What? No! Me? Ticklish? Pfft- Get real, Cupcake.”

No, Vi was madly ticklish there... it didn't take a genius to figure that out even when she was young as a teenager back in zaun. She wished prison was harder, so she could've outgrown it.

“Hmm…” Caitlyn tilted her head humming, unconvinced. “Interesting...”

Vi glared at her. “Cupcake whatever you're thinking... dont even try it.”

“Oh, I won’t.” Caitlyn smiled sweetly. “For now. But only if you focus.”

Vi sighed warily, falling back into the proper waltz stance. “Fine. Let’s just get this over with.”

Caitlyn started leading Vi into slow steps, guiding her gently. “One-two-three, one-two-three. See? It's not so bad.”

Vi’s brow furrowed in concentration, her movements stiff and robotic. “Yeah, right. I’m doing this all wrong-”

“Relax, Vi.” Caitlyn squeezed her waist lightly to adjust her posture -only to have Vi jolt with an uncontrollable giggle.

“HEY-” Vi instantly pulled back, pointing a warning finger at Caitlyn. “You did that on purpose!”

“I did not,” Caitlyn said, far too innocent for her own good. “It’s not my fault you’re so… sensitive.”

Vi scowled, cheeks a faint pink. “I’m not sensitive.”

“Oh really?” Caitlyn stepped closer again, her smirk turning downright wicked. “Then why did you flinch?”

“I didn’t flinch.”

“You DID!” Caitlyn emphasised by poking VI again

“I’ll punch you, Caitlyn, I swear—”

"Aww you wouldn't hit your cupcake now would you?" Cait has become awfully teasing this past few days and Vi just pouted at it as she liked it and hated it.

"I will..."

But Caitlyn was already advancing, closing the space between them as she suddenly wiggled her fingers playfully at Vi’s sides.

“DON’T - EEK -hahahaha! Cait—CAITLYN!” Vi burst into laughter immediately, her voice rising and lowering inconsistently, stumbling back and almost tripping over her own feet as Caitlyn’s hands skittered up her waist with precision.

“What was that, Vi? I didn’t quite hear you,” Caitlyn teased, grinning as she followed Vi, who was now doubled over and trying to escape.

“HAHA! S-Stohohop it! I’m serious!” Vi’s face turned red as she tried to swat Caitlyn’s hands away, but the Sheriff was relentless.

“Oh no, this is far too entertaining,” Caitlyn replied cheerfully, digging her fingers lightly into Vi’s ribs for just a second before darting back to her sides. “I never thought I’d see you so helpless, Vi.”

“I -I’m gonna get you back, gyack -hahahaha!” Vi gasped, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes as she squirmed away. “Juhuhust WAIT!”

Caitlyn finally relented, stepping back and crossing her arms with a victorious grin. Vi flopped onto the couch, panting and glaring daggers at her.

“You’re evil,” Vi muttered, trying to catch her breath.

Caitlyn shrugged, looking far too pleased with herself. “You’re lucky I stopped. I could’ve gone for your ribs next.”

She made a waiggling fingers in a gesture to rile Vi up.

Vi groaned, hiding her face in her hands. “I swear, Cait, you owe me for this.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll get your revenge,” Caitlyn said with a laugh, reaching out to pat Vi’s knee. “But for now… let’s try again, hmm?”

Vi peeked out from her hands, suspicious. “You’re not gonna do it again, right?”

Caitlyn smiled sweetly. “Of course not.”

Vi narrowed her eyes but stood up anyway, grumbling under her breath. “You’re insufferable, you know that?.”

Caitlyn’s smirk returned as she reached for Vi’s hand. “Oh, I know.”

As they resumed their stance, Caitlyn’s fingers -well almost - brushed Vi’s waist again. Vi immediately shot her a look.

“Don’t even THINK about it.”

Caitlyn simply smiled, but Vi wasn’t convinced -and for good reason.

[da5vi]

Qual o problema do SBT?

A internet é um lugar tão dividido quanto a vida real, especialmente quando o assunto envolve causas como o feminismo - aí, meu amigo, o cenário não é nada amigável: milhares de textões, memes, tweets, vídeos e a pindalola toda aparecem de forma avassaladora, trazendo opiniões positivas e negativas. Nossa querida web virou essa máquina piradona movida a curtidas e reações, e nada melhor que o vídeo do Titanic Sinclair sobre a Caitlyn Jenner para definir todo esse momento.

Chamemos essas pessoas, eu e você, de "público". Por trás desse grande público há uma coisa chamada agenda-setting, teoria que acredita na capacidade dos meios de comunicação de influenciar a aparição de um tópico específico na agenda pública. Entre o público e a teoria, está pessoas como Silvio Santos: o comunicador com quase 90 anos de idade (se já não tiver) que vem sendo taxado de gagá por algumas (muitas) pessoas por estar, bem, se aproveitando da agenda pública - de uma galera que decididamente ADORA meter o dedo nesse tipo de assunto - para chamar atenção pro seu programa. Genial? Pode ser. Necessário? Acho que não. O lance da Maísa com o Dudu Camargo por si só foi a coisa mais decadente que vi o SBT fazendo nos últimos anos. E é com dor no coração que escrevo isso, pois sempre acreditei no potencial do canal que tanto via na infância. Ela teve muita paciência e manteve a classe enquanto pode. Não faria diferente dela se soltassem alguém tão desesperado por atenção e despreparado quanto o Dudu na minha frente. E já que estamos no Dudu Camargo: âncora de um TELEJORNAL? Acabei de passar cinco anos morrendo de estudar teorias, como segurar microfone, como escrever roteiro, como ler notícia... enfim, pra ver o DUDU CAMARGO estar à frente de um JORNAL. Parem os meios de comunicação que eu quero descer!!! Sinceramente, estou cansado MESMO da falta de respeito com a minha profissão. Notícia é coisa séria -- mesmo quando é coisa de entretenimento que, de certa forma, nos dá liberdade pra fazer uma chamadinha mais divertida. Transformar algo sério numa chacota nacional com direito a strip tease é apenas um reflexo de que essa história de pós-verdade veio pro Brasil e ficou. É tipo o SBT olhar na minha cara e dizer: "mano, tu tá vivendo aquele filme Idiocracia" e querer que eu agradeça por isso. Tô bem cansado, mesmo, de ver um programa como o Silvio Santos, que investiu em sustos e coisas engraçadas e ganhou espaço internacional com umas sacadas geniais, gastando tempo criando mal estar entre os participantes. Domingo passado foi a vez da querida Lívia Andrade ouvir um monte da Flor.

Assisti tudo e fiquei perplexo com a situação, porque o que a Flor falou da Lívia foram coisas tão... desnecessárias. Sério mesmo. Admiro muito a Lívia por ter encontrado força dentro de si para ouvir tudo aquilo sem desmoronar, porque deve ser horrível entrar involuntariamente num Big Brother de auditório onde uma "colega" de profissão começa a discutir sua vida na frente de milhares de pessoas como se fosse a coisa mais normal do mundo. É difícil. Esse post surgiu com o título "em defesa da Lívia Andrade", mas a verdade é que ela fez esse trabalho muito bem sozinha. A acompanho desde muito tempo e realmente a acho uma pessoa incrível. O que me entristece em falar sobre esse assunto, mesmo, é que no fim das contas esse é só mais um texto que não vai mudar em nada essa babaquice repentina do SBT. Mas digo uma coisa pra ti, Silvio: existe um motivo pelo qual deixei de acompanhar a TV há alguns anos.  

[escritordecontos]

Kardashians

Vocês assistem The Keeping with the Kardashians? Não? Assista. É muito bom. Hahaha... Sábado comentei com meus colegas da pós que eu tinha assistido uns episódios do reality das Kardashians, achei que seria execrado e tal, mas fui compreendido, gente que estuda antropologia tem a cabeça aberta e as pernas também. Ontem assisti de novo uns episódios, nem sei que temporada, mas depois começou um episódio de que já tinha visto na semana anterior, passa no E!, caso alguém não saiba. Outra série legal do E! é com o Tyler Henry, Hollywood Medium with Tyler Henry. Tyler é uma poc fofa, você vai se apaixonar, ele é um medium clarividente que vai à casa dos famosos, melhor, dos famosos em decadência e diz as coisas. Okay. Isso seria assunto para outro post, aqui quero tratar das Kardashians em especial de um episódio que vi ontem, Kris Jenner, a mãe das Kardashians e a Kardashian que mais gosto, se encontra com Caitlyn Jenner, o último ex-marido dela com quem foi casada por quase 25 anos e que deixou de ser William Bruce Jenner. Se você você não sabe, é um bafo. Kris fala que se sente desconfortável em conviver com Caitlyn, mas tenta ser amiga “dela”. Caithyn vai a casa de Kris e leva uma esteticista que vai aplicar uma máscara de beleza nelas, juntas, Caithyn e Kris conversam, Caithyn conta que roubava os produtos de maquiagem da mulher e tal. Kris é ótima o tempo todo, Caithyn é uma mulher feia, tipo o Laerte. Depois no mesmo episódio Kris fica puta da vida com Caithyn ao ler o livro “dela” e se ver tratada como uma megera o tempo todo e ainda Caithyn afirma que Kris sempre soube mesmo desde antes de transaram pela primeira vez e tal. Kris fica realmente possessa. Vem aí uma temporada nova das Kardashians.

[hopeless-rpg-blog]

Aqui temos Olivia Christinne Walsh. Ela tem 18 anos, nasceu no dia 16 de Setembro de 2003  e está no último ano do colégio Los Angeles High School. Tinha dinheiro suficiente para pagar pela viagem, mas agora encontra-se perdida em uma ilha, onde é frequentemente confundida com a Nina Dobrev.

「Personalidade」

+ Carismática, observadora, confiável.

- Pessimista, crítica, medrosa.

「Biografia」

No meio de uma tarde nublada, o choro da pequena criança recém nascida parece invadir cada canto da casa, deixando seu irmão mais velho em expectativa. Edwin, o patriarca, não conseguiu chegar à tempo de ver a filha nascendo, mas não importava, pois uma das cenas mais lindas era ver sua pequena joia nos braços da mulher que tanto amava. Os problemas, o estresse do trabalho e toda a preocupação de dar uma boa e consolidada educação para seu filho mais velho e a criança que viria nascer foram deixados de lado. E, inesperadamente, feixes de luz solar invadiram aquele final de tarde, colorindo o céu enquanto o sol ia se pondo. Olivia, como foi nomeada, chegou como um feixe de luz para sua família. A garota era risonha e agradável com todos. O casamento quase desgastado pelo trabalho árduo de Edwin começou a ser recuperado aos poucos, pois passou a se dedicar mais à família. Dois anos mais tarde, nasceu mais um membro para família, Farrah. A pequena Olivia olhava para aquele pacotinho cor de rosa com expectativas, como se estivesse esperando pelo momento que ganharia uma nova boneca para brincar.

Com o passar dos anos, Olivia foi sendo ensinada que a vida não era uma história com um feliz para sempre. Apesar dos seus pais continuarem a se dar bem, parecia que o amor que uma vez sentiram, havia se apagado. Ela fazia tudo que lhe era ensinado e era uma menina exemplar. Ela sentia falta dos momentos em família. Cada um encontrava-se em um canto: seu pai trabalhava arduamente, sua mãe usava seu tempo para ensiná-la em casa e quando estava livre parecia buscar qualquer coisa que a distraísse da realidade, seu irmão mais velho quando estava em casa trancava-se no quarto ou desaparecia por horas de casa e sua irmã mais nova era seu único conforto, fazendo de tudo para que o clima ruim dentro de casa não a afetasse tanto quanto afetava os demais. Apegou-se aos livros e as histórias, principalmente por ser responsável de ler para Farrah antes dela adormecer.

Seus pais viveram juntos por causa dos filhos por quase uma década, mas chegou ao ponto que cada um havia adquirido um novo relacionamento. Caitlyn se apaixonou pelo chefe de família dos Stewart, James, um homem que havia perdido a esposa bem cedo e possuía dois filhos. O romance começou rapidamente e logo o casal anunciou noivado. Para Olivia e seu irmão mais velho não era um grande problema, ambos logo estariam começando sua vida no mundo real e não foi nenhuma surpresa que o casamento dos pais estava perdido por muitos anos. Mas para Farrah e o filho caçula de James parecia ter sido a pior coisa que poderia lhes acontecer. Colin, seu irmão mais velho, conseguiu seu próprio apartamento assim que o casamento foi realizado, deixando Olivia no meio do fogo cruzado entre dois adolescentes. Quando estava prestes a se formar pensou duas vezes antes de sair de casa também. Contudo, Olivia decidiu ficar para conter os estragos que Farrah poderia fazer pelo seu desprezo à Brandon. Temia que sua mãe saísse magoada e até se separasse do homem que amava por causa de birras de adolescentes. Ela poderia ficar um ano parada, se não conseguisse uma vaga na faculdade do seu estado. Quando soube da viagem de formatura, ficou extremamente animada, não somente pelo local como também ter férias dos dois adolescentes antes que ficasse maluca ao tentar os apartar.

「Player」

Olivia está sendo interpretada pela Su.

[smilingangel582]

Freckle Math

Warning: Spoilers for arcane, Caitvi/Violyn moments, mention of alcohol, ticklish fluff and light drama. It's too cute!

Summary: Vi and Cait had gone to a bar, and Cait downed two whiskey shots that sort of had her tipsy. A drunk cait is playful that even vi can't resist her. Caitlyn, for some reason, adores vi's freckles, which leads to cute new discoveries

Pls enjoy...

The dim glow of Zaun’s city lights flickered outside Vi’s apartment window, casting a faint green hue across the small room. It was late-too late -and Caitlyn Kiramman, the ever-dutiful Sheriff of Piltover, was anything but dignified at the moment. She sat cross-legged on Vi’s couch, her long coat discarded over the back of the chair, sleeves rolled up, and a sly, mischievous glint in her otherwise composed eyes.

She's drunk... Vi should've known better than to give her two whiskey mugshots... Vi was known to down 6 and still be sobered...

Vi leaned back on the couch, one arm draped lazily behind her head as she watched Caitlyn with suspicion. “You’ve got that look again, cupcake. What’s up?”

Caitlyn hummed thoughtfully, eyes fixed on Vi’s face. “I just noticed something interesting…”

Vi raised an eyebrow. Then smirked in her usual snug way, “What, that I’m way cooler than you?”

Caitlyn ignored the quip, leaning in closer with an annoyingly smug smile. “You have freckles.”

Vi blinked. “Uh, yeah? And? Everyone’s got freckles.”

“No, Vi,” Caitlyn said, her tone turning mockingly serious as she tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, “you don’t understand. You have freckles, and I never noticed before.”

Vi frowned, her nose scrunching up as Caitlyn’s words sank in. “...You’re weird. Seriously.”

Caitlyn chuckled, resting her elbow on her knee as she propped her chin up with one hand. “They’re cute. Like little constellations across your face.”

Vi’s ears turned pink. Perhapas drunk Cait has her way with getting Vi flustered someway “Did you really come here just to mess with me?”

Instead of answering, Caitlyn reached out with a fingertip and lightly tapped Vi’s nose. “One.”

Vi flinched, narrowing her eyes, not expecting her to be touched. “What’re you doing?”

“Counting,” Caitlyn replied cheerfully, hiccuping a cute hiccup that escaped her lips, tapping Vi’s cheekbone next. “Two.”

Vi swatted at her hand, but Caitlyn dodged effortlessly, her smirk growing. “Cupcake, I swear-”

“Three,” Caitlyn interrupted, tracing a gentle path across Vi’s cheek.

“Stohop it!” Vi huffed, twisting her face away as an involuntary giggle bubbled up. “Don’t-hah, Cait-!”

Caitlyn froze her finger still mid air in front of Vi's face, her smile turning triumphant. “Vi… did you just giggle?”

Vi’s face flushed darker, and she scowled defensively. “No. I didn’t.”

“You did.” Caitlyn leaned in closer, her tone far too pleased for Vi’s liking. Cait began to crawl towards Vi keeping her under her, “You’re ticklish, aren’t you?”

Vi sat up straighter, her glare fierce, though her lips twitched. “Try it, and I’ll punch you.”

“Oh, come now,” Caitlyn teased, her refined british voice dripping with amusement as she scooted closer. “You’re all bark and no bite.”

Before Vi could retaliate, Caitlyn’s fingers brushed along her jawline again, featherlight and deliberate. Vi immediately jerked back, snorting out an uncontrollable giggle.

“Quihit it, Cahait! I’m warning yohohou!”

Caitlyn grinned like a Cheshire cat. Oh, she was now a little sobered up, enjoying to full on tormenting Vi, “Oh, this is far too good to pass up.”

“Don’t you dare -!”

But Caitlyn dared. Her fingers trailed up under Vi’s chin and gently scratched at the sensitive skin, drawing a surprised squeak from the tough enforcer.

"C-Cait -stohohop! Eehhee! Eek!" Vi squirmed, her giggles and squeaks breaking free as she tried to bat Caitlyn's hands away. To think Vi's face could get this ticklish? Guess the make-up she forced on her, tickling her with a brush, should've been evidence enough.

“Four, five, six…” Caitlyn counted smugly, her precise fingers dancing along Vi’s jaw and neck. “I think I’ve stumbled upon your weakness, Vi.”

“I’ll toss you off the balcony! I swear!” Vi gasped between giggles, twisting away with little success. She didn't want to hurt Caitly, and also, she has to admit... this was fun...

Caitlyn chuckled softly, letting her fingers trail back to Vi’s cheek again before pausing dramatically. “Wait… do those freckles go under your arms too?”

Her fingers started to worm their way below Vi's shoulder.

Oh shit...

Vi froze, her wide eyes locking onto Caitlyn’s mischievous gaze. “Don’t-”

But Caitlyn lunged, her hands slipping under Vi’s arms with a precision only a sharpshooter could possess. Vi practically squealed with laughter, collapsing back against the couch as she kicked her legs wildly.

“CAIT -STOHOHOP! HAHAHA!”

Caitlyn grinned, her fingers expertly scribbling against the soft skin of Vi’s underarms. “Oh, Vi, you’re adorable. All that bravado, and here you are giggling like a little kid.”

“I am not! Hahaha! CAITLYN!” Vi’s tough demeanour crumbled completely as she dissolved into breathless, uncontrollable laughter. Tears prickled at the corners of her eyes as she tried to clamp her arms down, but Caitlyn was relentless.

“Seven, eight, nine…” Caitlyn counted teasingly, knowing she's not even trying to count now. Finally pulling back after what felt like an eternity, Caitlyn smiles proudly at her victory.

Vi flopped onto her side, clutching her aching sides and shooting Caitlun the dirtiest glare she could muster. "You... you are the wohohorst, " Vi panted, her cheeks flushed bright red like a cherry along with her complementing pink hair.

Caitlyn smirked, clearly proud of herself. “You’re smiling.”

Vi quickly schooled her expression, though the small grin tugging at her lips betrayed her. “Shut up.”

Caitlyn chuckled and leaned back, arms crossed. “Oh, relax. You needed a little humbling, Vi.”

“I’m tossing you off that balcony,” Vi muttered darkly, though her face still held the lingering remnants of her smile.

“I’d like to see you try.” Caitlyn winked, settling comfortably on the couch as Vi sat up and threw a pillow at her.

“You’re lucky I like you, Cupcake.” throws the pillow right at Cait's face.

She was momentarily startled and huffed an offensive pettish exhale.

“And you’re lucky I stopped at nine freckles,” Caitlyn replied with a smirk. “Maybe next time, I’ll count them all.”

Vi groaned, flopping back onto the couch dramatically. “Next time, I’m locking the door.”

Caitlyn just laughed softly, shaking her head. "No you won't... come time for some punishment... round two?"

Vi couldn't react fast enough when Cait began to look for more freckles on her collarbone.

Their laughter continue to mingle through the air of Zaun.

[smilingangel582]

Hello hello... today I will be writing something I had really wanted to write since last week.

I started watching Arcane and even though I just finished season 1 I'm really at a loss at how great it was! It was too. Effing. Good!

Vi and Jinx are my favourites and nobody can change my mind!

Ps. CaitVi is something I'm expecting in the near future... hopefully they will get a little moment!

I noticed how Vi and Cait tickle fics are soo less! Time to change it!

For some reason, I want to see Lee!Vi cuz... she is sexy, hot, beautiful, cool, cute and everything! An all-around package!

Warning: Arcane season 1 spoilers, tickling, Vi x Caitlyn (a romantic ship), fluff, and other usual goodies I write.

Enjoy!

Weakness

Summary: Just Vi and Cait looking for Jinx before episode 9. They decided to rest up at an inn in the Undercity. Interesting discoveries were made when Cait decided to check up on Vi's old injury.

The Inn wasn't exactly luxurious for a Topsider like Caitlyn Kiramann. She felt the old dust from the mattress and refused to get on it unless she could lay a blanket. She knew she and Vi needed to rest before hunting down Silico and Jinx.

The door opens and Cait was gettinf up from the bed slowly, looking at Vi who entered.

"Alright, we could take turns in sleeping and-" Vi cuts off when she sees Cait lying on a cleaner blanket laid on the bed. Upon this scene, Vi's lips slightly wobbled to suppress an amused chuckle, "Wehell, I knew you couldn't stand the undercity's hospitality, cupcake... but to this extent?"

Cait rolls her eyes, but with a smile playing on her lips, "Laugh it up, Vi... you don't know what it's like to have a sudden change in the environment"

Sniffling another giggle, Vi nods, understanding her, "I get it actually, relax... I'm just messing with ya"

"Sure you do..." Cait scoffs sarcastically.

Vi takes off her coat, her arms flexing as she stretches them a little feeling the joints crack a little subtly. Cait was taken aback at how muscular her arms were. For a woman's they were slender, but they have ample muscles that had a diligent workout for years. Perhaps those years in the prison have kept her occupied.

Cait is seeing her more thoroughly.

The same faded white tank top had a slight smear of days old blood. Caitlyn recalls the stab wound Sevika had given Vi. Her mind shifts a little to that scene, glad that she traded her musket for the medicine.

"How's your wound?"

Vi now tossing her bag to the side to reach the bed, replies nonchalantly, "Non existent"

Cait hums, watching how Vi sits on the bed next to her, then falling down on her back with her arms crossed above her head tiredly.

Silence... Cait can see her abs beneath the shirt... the slight days old scar from that night...

"Cait, you're staring... what's up?" Vi asked, sighing as she closed her eyes, her guard slightly down.

"Oh, nothing, I just..." she trails off, admiring the sight of her.

Cait was astonished how easily she trusted her. She slowly reached out and touched the side of her stomach where she was stabbed, the hole where the shirt had when she was hit.

Vi's reflex kicks in, promptly, grabbing her wrist. Cait, unfazed, looks at her with a shrug, "I was just trying to see how it has healed... I wasn't gonna stab you there again, jeez..."

Vi sighs, loosening her grip now, "I know, but don't just start crazy shit like that, cupcake," she says seriously, "I have trust issues..."

Cait rolls her eyes, freeing her hand to poke Vi's side close to her ribs, in a chiding tone, "Stop calling me that..."

Vi flinches, almost recoiling. Cait frowns, noticing this, "Are you hurt?"

"N-no just surprised..." Vi clears her throat, now straightening up to a sitting position but was forced down again with Cait slightly understanding what happened, she straddles her now.

"Oh Vi..." The hint of mischeif in her voice made Vi's heart skip a beat, "are you ticklish?"

Dread trickled, and she gave an uneasy laugh, eyes shifting in an endearing manner that Cait loved, "Me? Ticklish? Oh, cupcake... you're playing with fire -aha! Hey!"

Instantly, Vi grabs both Cait's wrists when her fingers scribble both her sides, evoking a breif string of giggles from the usually smug girl. Of course, no deduction is required because Cait's grin said it all.

This might not end well for Vi.

"I think it's adorable" with that she launched her fingers to her sides.

"Doho not -q-quihihit thahat Cupcake!" Ticklish shocks sparked through Cait's fingertips. The sensation was not something she had never felt before, but it had been too long. Vander and Powder love to tease her with this weakness... lucky for her only Vander could take advantage of her with this while Powder, Mylo, and Cragger were not strong enough to catch her off guard.

But Cait? How is she so good, Vi thought, when she felt fingers instantly squeeze her waist, a spot she forgotten.

"Gahaha! W-Wahahahahait! H-haha, C-Cupc -aha Cait! Cahahait!" Vi bucked her hips harshly now, too bewildered by the mad sensation.

Cait laughs at this surprised at how strong Vi struggled as she barely could hold her down, knowing she was physically more stronger. But her movements were clumsy and barely had aim to stop her.

"This is hilarious..." Cait teased, her fingers light but merciless, "Undercity's top fighter taken down by a little tickling... I say I like you more"

"W-whahat?" Vi blushed first, and then Cait blushed, realising what she just blurted, she stutters, "W-Well, I mean -whoa!"

She managed to tip Cait backwards, easily flipping positions and pinning her down on the bed. Her hands on Cait'a shoulders and breath heavily over her face, now tired and flustered, "Ahahahalright! Yohohou hahahad your fuhuhun cupcahahake -nohohow stohohop ihihit!"

Despite her strength, she was still weakened and panting. Her arms trembling to keep someone immobilised.

Too bad, Cait thinks with a grin. She notices this and mercilessly goes for another attack to further weaken Vi. Keyword, mercilessly

"Oh, I won't let you off that easily, Vi," she managed to slip her hand down now, tickling her stomach beneath the top.

"Eek!" She toppled forward further on top of Cait, who caught her by the upperarms before their foreheads could collide, now both of them (especially Vi) surprised by that squeal which never imagined to hear. Cait couldn't help but laugh now.

"Oh my god, was that a squeal?" Her giggles also blending with Vi's.

"W-wahahas nohot -eek!" A poke to her stomach just above her naval, "S-seheheriously cuhuhut ihihit ohohout!" Vi squirmed and giggled occasionally, letting surprised squeals whenever Cait went for her worst spot. The laughter was so childish and light its hard to think she could make such sounds.

Cait smirks, not stopping as she managed to shove her to the side, now pinning her down again, barely needing an attempt to restrain her.

"Anything to say Vi, you're unusually quiet...?" Cait smugly continues the playful torture, often giving teasing little tickles to her naval and often shifting places to confuse her, "You're losing air... so it's about time you gave up"

Vi shakes her head, letting out loud cackles and giggles, tears streaming down her expressive face. She covered her middle and kicks her legs, but it was useless.

"Ok, time to go all out," Cait lifts her shirt, her eyes glinting menacingly, "Ready?"

"N-noho?" Vi shakes her head, anticipation building.

Cait doesn't listen, her face comes down to her firm abs... it was too late...

Cait blows a raspberry, sending shocking tingling sparks through every fibre in Vi. Somethinf she felt nostalgic about with Vander when she was young.

It was still torture.

"AHAHA! OHOKAHAY! OHOkahaY! YOHOHOU WIHIHIN! P-PLEHEHEHEASE!" She squeals again.

"Well now that's a new word from your mouth, blood hell you must so ticklish" Caif laughs going back to using her fingers.

"I AM! STOP!"

Cait, let's off now, cupping her cheek to keep her steady with soft giggles now smiling fondly, "Alright, alright, tiger, I stopped... easy now..."

Gasping for the remaining breath, Vi rubs her tear soaked eyes now groaning, still giggling, "T-Thahat was cheating... C-Cait... never... never do that..."

"But you enjoyed it... you didn't use your strength to push me away... unless..." With a smirk, Cait leans forward, her nose touching Vi's, "Is it a weakness that even you can't handle? How cute..."

Vi grumbles, "I let you win ok? I-it wasn't because I was weak to something so stupid..."

Cait kisses her before she can finish. Now heated in the moment that she didn't pull back swiftly. Vi taken by surprise leans to the kiss.

Pulling back seconds later, Vi sees Cait sighs, "Sorry... it was an impulse... I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable,"

Vi stares now shaking her head stopping her from backing off, "No... I liked it, Cupcake..."

"Vi... I told you not to call me that" Cait giggles now kissing her back lying side by side.

Vi shrugs, "Like I said, you're sweet... like a cupcake..."

"And you're cute..."

Vi's face twists to a pout, "No im cool..."

"You're both and I love that about you..."

Perhaps Cait didn't mind a little memories in the Undercity since she has someone precious by her side.