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500-1k words average LOVE AUs and different interpretations! Mainly Sfw, nothing ever explicit. Don't usually proofread 😿

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Please take me back in 2021

I was facing the horrors™ back in 2021, please don't make me go 😧

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Memory Loss AU (@rottencandybag, @bearattheriver sorry to keep you waiting) Maddie Nolen x Reader (feat. Steb) [Headcanons]

Maddie views her pre-incident state as a seperate person and therefore your ex

It's comical as much as it can be headache inducing. Offering her one of her old sweaters? She's asking why you're making her dress like your ex. Yes, that sweater IS her favourite colour and she loves the soft fabric on the inside but HOW DAAARE YOU!!!

Has a hard time with memory, especially if it's not been long since her incident

You'd think it's funny, but it's usually just heartbreaking. Her waddeling up to you, asking what she was about to do. You can't tell her, because you don't know, you weren't watching her so she can feel independant and normal. Now you have to see her sit there, empty gaze as she's trying to recall whatever thing was occupying her mind just moments ago. It hurt, but it would be worth it in the long run to train her brain muscles.

Some of her fine motor skills are gone

You got her those books for pre-schoolers in which she can learn to trace letters and shapes again with a more steady hand. She can write freehand just fine, although it looks messy you appreciate every note she leaves you. Over time you can see her handwriting get better and better again and it makes it all worth it.

Safety Meetings

On multiple occassions Maddie had to meet with the council, take assestments and faced multiple trials to ensure that she wasn't still utterly loyal to Noxus. She's had to partake in public sessions documented across all Runeterra in which she denounced Noxus. Her biggest advocates were both Caitlyn and Sevika. Even Mel chose to speak out in Maddies case.

Reintroducing her to her friends

It hit Steb the hardest, for sure: Knowing his best friend was a spy for an enemy nation and still wanting nothing more than to sit back at their favourite spot again like nothing ever happened. He contemplated not even telling Maddie about Loris at all, but felt it was only right to mention the member of their unbreaking trio that didn't make it. Steb and Maddie clicked back into place almost instantly again, which was a huge relief, but even Steb knew it'll never be as it was. Things have changed. Maddie once asked him if he would've rather Loris survived, Steb didn't answer.

No haircuts

Maddie let's her hair grow out to fully cover the scar on her forehead. It hangs in her eyes from time to time but she absolutely refuses to cut it or clip it aside.

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Memory Loss AU ( @rottencandybag come get your food!!) Maddie Nolen x Reader It hurts for a little, but you get a bandaid at the end [2.1k words]

In the weeks that followed, Maddie visited you often, or more so your place really. She was drawn to it and couldn't even understand why, just sitting on your sofa and eyeing up the furniture and the various pictures on the walls that had her face on it. No doubt about it, she belonged here more than anywhere else. But how?

"So you were saying that before this," she gestured to her head "I was your girlfriend?"

You nodded along, guiding the same conversation you've been having for the past few days, All the same. All the time it irked you when she said Girlfriend. It sounded far too replaceable and lacked all the depth that you had felt for her

"And we lived here, together?" Maddie went on.

Once again you hummed in agreement, recalling in silence every night you've spent together and every morning you danced to pop songs to wake up. Even remembering all the longer nights that weren't as quiet and always left a pit of dread in your stomach didn't feel any less nostalgic. Frankly you have begun missing the chaos: The shifting figure in bed beside you, plagued by a million nightmares and a dozen more she wouldn't tell you about but you knew all the same. Wrapping your arms around the shaking form to assure I'm here, I will always be here.

And so you were. Here.

You looked at Maddies gaze, her eyes moving around to take in everything in the room around her for the hundredth time by now. Yet it still felt unfamiliar to her. She belonged here as much as she didn't.

Just as you mentally braced yourself for Maddie to once again announce her departure, ready to face that you'll be having the same conversation again tomorrow and the day after that too, something shifted. She looked at you nervously for a bit now, as if trying to recall it again for herself the same way you did, before shaking her head.

"Can you show me?" Her voice was quiet, but carried a wistful depth.

An unexpected request that you couldn't make much sense of, your brows furrowing and lip pulling into a tight line. "Show you what?"

"Show me how it was, how—" she paused, having to think for a moment on how to articulate her craving "Us. Show me us."

You hesitated, not knowing how to understand the request thrown at you, not knowing where to even begin or where to start ending. So you decided to guide her instead—show her truthfully how it was. With steady steps, all the way to your bedroom.

Maddie took the room in like she'd done with the living room, trying not to let it get to her head how intimate this seemed. The sheets were crumpled, your side with the carelessly tossed blanket that you never cared to fold, her side somewhat more tidy with her pajamas still waiting on top of the pillow for her to come home. You remember very vividly still, how Maddie would lay out her uniform in the evening so she could effortlessly slip into it by morning. In the mornings she'd lay out her pajamas to return to come evening. Except that cycle was broken one day, ripped apart and out of her hands. Now she's worn the same sweater day in and out.

Carefully she approached her side of the bed, smoothing a wrinkle out of the folded blanket before sitting down on the edge of the mattress.

"I slept on this side?"

You wordlessly nodded, watching her sit there sort of stiffly and not like her at all. Your girlfriend used to love sinking into those cushions the second she got back from work. And truthfully, she never kept it contained to her side either: Somehow always ending up sprawled out half across the bed like it was nobodies but her own. You complained a lot then, but miss the occasional knee in your ribs now. She was always so restless. Not like the shell that was left of her. Was she at least at peace now that the monsters are gone with her memories?

There was no time to think more as Maddie carefully began laying back, adjusting so her head would hit the pillow and lifting her legs so they'd make the trip onto the bed as well. In this motion she hit an unfortunate angle, sending a spark of pain all the way from her head down her spine, causing her to collapse at once with a gasp.

It tore you from any thought, moving like nothing ever happened as you crawled up onto your side of the bed to kneel right next to her. You watched her body convulse for a bit as soft whimpers fell from her lips, not daring to touch. Not so much because you feared of doing it wrong, but more so because you knew it wasn't your place. You had to act like the stranger Maddie was convinced you were.

After barely half a minute it stopped, the gingers muscles relaxed and she could fully sink into the pillows she'd once picked out herself. You sort of hoped she'd still like them the same, even though such a thing was trivial at this moment.

"Are you alright, can I get you anything?"

You couldn't help it, couldn't hide the far too intense worry in your voice for something meant to be surface level.

Maddie shook her head ever so slightly, being careful to not move too harshly again.

"I'll survive." It was dry, but slightly humorous.

She looked up at you with her big eyes, ones you've been known to never being able to resist in the slightest. It made the words come far too easy and without much thought.

"That's not what I'm worried about."

It was harsh maybe, but it was the truth.

Surviving, you thought, used to be the one thing you had wished upon both of you. That you'd make it, no matter what happened. Now? You couldn't exactly hope she would have died, didn't even dare think it because it was so wrong. But she did die, didn't she? When she left behind all the memories of who she once was. The memories of you and her too. It's like meeting a complete stranger, one you're delusionally enamored by because you know more than them, but there is no way to prove it at all.

Maddie didn't say anything in return, just looking up at the ceiling she's previously spent so many nights staring at, wondering if she should wake you up or for once not bother you with her worries. There were new thoughts in her head now, projected up onto the ceiling once again. Full of worry just as before, but still so very different. Back then she wondered about knowing too much, having gone too far. Now she mourns only knowing so little, standing in the middle of her life with a blank (untainted but so very empty) canvas in front of her.

You slumped onto the bed beside her, turning on your back to eye the ceiling as well. It was better not to look now at your girlfriend or whatever you were to each other now. Because if you closed your eyes and just listened to her breathing, how the mattress dipped to make room for her body and how the air still distinctly smelled of her: You could pretend once again.

A long game of pretend, to which Maddie seemed to be feeling the same in a more twisted way.

"I worry—" she began. An old familiar phrase to you now, giving you that familiar sinking feeling in your gut again. "Were we really that close?"

She didn't look at you. Not that you'd know if she would, you had kept your eyes fixed on the ceiling since she started speaking. Her words bounced through your head but they didn't connect in any way at all, so surreal to you that you didn't even register it as something she might've actually said.

"I know there's pictures and everything but I don't think I can recall it at all."

Another sentence, meaningless to any part of your brain. This wasn't at all real to you. She couldn't possibly be denying the truth just because she can't remember. What a sicko you'd have to be to make up this close relationship, fake all the evidence and get almost half the town involved. For what? To convince a brain damaged ex-spy that planned to kill someone that you were her girlfriend? What could you possibly gain from that to go through the trouble?

Of course, Maddie would've been worth it for you, but that's not because you're gross and malicious. You're sick in a much deeper way that will forever leave a gaping hole in your chest as you heard the sheets rustle beside you.

Maddie sat up at the edge of the bed again and still you didn't dare look.

Only when the ginger was halfway through the door of the bedroom did you move, rolling onto your side and pressing your knees up to your chest, trying so hard not to sob as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

There was nothing you could do anymore for her or yourself.

—

It was dark outside when you opened your eyes again, probably having cried yourself to sleep for a good nap. Maddie was long gone and it'd probably stay that way now.

In a whirlwind of anger and sadness you had practically ripped down all the images of you and Maddie off your walls, gathered anything that still reminded you of her (which technically was everything at all and you should've burnt the entire place down) and shoved everything in your closet.

In the aftermath of exhaustion you fell onto your sofa, tears in your eyes and desiring more than ever to just scream until your lungs give out. When you wiped your eyes to see more clearly again, you found a note that had been left on the notepad on your desk. Maddies, probably, just a little more scribbly than you're used to.

I don't doubt that you loved me, I doubt that I was ever enough to be worthy of that.

If she'd stand right in front of you, you'd probably strangle her and shake her until she gets a clear head again. Desperation came over you again and you wanted to find her, claw at her and cry until she'd finally see in herself again what you've always seen.

You knew it wouldn't work though, no amount of begging would make Maddie believe that she was actually wanted. She's always been that way, showing herself to be humble to hide the anxious facade of feeling unworthy.

I doubt that I was ever enough to be worthy of that.

But you won her over once, where's the challenge in trying to do it again? You guessed that, if she didn't believe that you've done it in the past, you'd just have to show it to her in the present instead.

—

So the next time you saw her at the coffee shop, you paid for both of your orders. No big deal, no strings attached. Do that for a few times and you've already moved up, now being invited to a walk in the park with your steaming to-go cups in hand, chatting away ever so casually. You showed her your favorite spot (that you used to share with her) and the road that led to the station (where she used to work). Of course, you didn't mention any of that, you came in at ground zero to slowly but surely worm yourself in again.

After a few more months of putting in the work, going on dates and pretending like this was the first time you learned the recipe to her favorite food: You were finally much closer to where you had wished yourself to be from Day One. Still there was a new realization, something deeper and much more poetic. You knew this was never going to be like your first relationship with her, but that didn't mean it was any less perfect and meaningful. Hell, you got the same girl to fall for you twice.

You really internalized it when you sat on your sofa together, watching a movie as Maddie curled into your side in a manner you had missed so much, your own hand in her soft hair on pure instinct.

Very quietly you heard her murmur.

"Is this how we used to be back then?"

And just those few months ago you would've said something more definite, a factual response and actual comparison that would once again put the pressure on Maddie. Now you only dignified the question with a shrug.

"It's how we're supposed to be now."

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Young Maddie in her Zaun clothes

Maddie's first memory of Piltover begins with her waking up in a nice room for four in a pediatric hospital. She's laying on a soft bed, with bandages wrapped around her head; a side of her forehead iches for some reason. Despite that new enviroment, she feels strangely safe. She smells something nice and turns her head to the closest drawer to see the plate with a fresh-out-of-hoven croissant, a glass of juice and a bowl of diced fruid. Maddie quickly grabbs the plate, to not be noticed by the other young patiences and their relatives.

When she starts to devour the croissant, a doctor walks up to her, with an elderly lady alonside. He asks the girl how she's doing. Maddie looks worried for a moment, but the nice lady reassures the food is for her. While Maddie finishes eating, the doctor explains that he had to put stitches on her forehead to close a wound that most likely will leave a permanent scar. Apparently Maddie ran in the middle of the street without looking first, and the carriage where the lady was travelling on hit her, causing the girl to pass out. The doctor asks for the girl's name and where they can find her parents, to inform them of the accident. Maddie focuses, but she doesn't remember anything about herself.

She innocently asks if she can have more juice. The doctor replies that he'll tell the nurse to bring her more, then he leads the elderly lady that took Maddie to the hospital outside the room, so they can talk privately. They conclude that the accident gave Maddie amnesia, that's why she can't even remember her name. The man suspects that she might be from Zaun, for the conditions of her clothes and because she seems malnutritioned. The doctor suggests to check the bag Maddie had with her when the carriage hit her, but the lady states that her son is an Enforcer, therefore he can take care of the situation, find the girl's parents and reunite her with them.

The lady returns to Maddie, this time on her own, and she sits on a chair next to her bed. At that point the girl gives her a modest present: a flower origami made with the napkin that came with the plate. After thanking her for the present, the lady introduces herself as Amalia Nolan. Since they don't know where Maddie's family is, Amalia says she would be more than happy to welcome the girl in her home, for as long as it's going to take to find her relatives.

Turns out that Maddie never left the Nolans' home ever since the woman who "found" her let her to stay. Maddie officially joined their family, got her former name and Enforcer Nolan became her adoptive father.

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Actor AU Maddie Nolen x Reader (?) Convention Shenanigans [488 words]

Somehow Maddie had let herself be convinced that setting up a panel among the rest of the Arcane actors was a good idea.

The group always did their best to include her, despite everything they see and hear online regarding the (slowly dying) hatewave against Maddie. Their support extended to persuading her to accept the offer for a signing booth at a convention just a few hours away. Truth be told, she's always wanted to go to a con like that as a guest anyway. She's seen videos about it, the impressive costumes people put on and the overall nerdy atmosphere of the place: She would fit right in!

In actuality though, she didn't get to enjoy it one bit.

While the others couldn't indulge in the full extend of the event due to being swamped by fans even before and after their official signing time, Maddie was experiencing the opposite. She was pushed aside by Arcane fans, barely even acknowledged at all, and having to wander around the grounds all alone without any of her friends who'd promised to stick by her side. She doesn't blame them! She should've expected for them to be far too busy for anything. It's not like Maddie minded either, she'd probably get far too overwhelmed being surrounded by so many people at all times anyway, but that still didn't make it hurt any less.

Maddie was just about to buy another trinket that she could bury this horrible day under when somebody tapped on her shoulder. She'd assumed it was just somebody trying to tell her to scooch aside or maybe ask where the rest of the crew was, but when Maddie turned to face the person she was almost dumbfounded: A young person with a ginger wig, blue uniform shirt and a chest plate made out of cardboard. It wasn't anything like the expensive costumes Maddie had witnessed of the other Characters today, but it was the first she's seen of her own Character.

"Excuse me" spoke the cosplayer, very quietly and clearly a bit nervous to be meeting their idol "I think I missed you at signing, could I take a picture with you?"

The gingers heart almost melted. She would've given the fan the entire solar system if she could've, instead only eagerly nodding and scrambling to fix her hair for photos. It was comical how she grinned for the picture, willing to do a million cute poses even when the fan was too nervous to ask for them. If you would've had to guess, it was almost like Maddie was meeting them and not the other way around.

At the end, the fan left with a huge grin on their face, a signed notebook and about a million pictures. What they left behind was a renewed sense of joy within Maddie and a tiny handmade trinket, crafted with equal love and intention as their costume had been.

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Memory Loss AU (requested by @bearattheriver) Maddie Nolen x Reader Angst, no comfort [1.6k words]

Blearily Maddie blinked toward the ceiling, the steady beeping of monitors slowly beginning to register in her ears and a dull ache spreading throughout her head and arm to which the IV was stuck to.

It was peaceful for just about a second, still softly dozing away despite the harsh overheads practically blinding her. Peaceful up until she attempted to raise her arm, not getting far until the restraints held her back. With a careful lift of her head she saw the handcuffs on both her wrists and ankles, tying her down to the bed like a rabid animal.

What the hell happened here?

Not even ten minutes later a Nurse entered through the door, catching Maddies confused gaze.

"Oh you're awake." he'd note, cheerful in the same way a person might be if they found a penny after winning the lottery.

He quickly scribbled something down on a notepad as he checked over some of the machinery that was acting as a noise machine for the moment.

Maddie blinked at him, once again trying to lift her hand to instinctively touch her face. Again, to no success.

"What—uhm." She'd clear her throat "How long have I been out? What happened?"

The nurse looked over his glasses with a narrow glare, eyeing up the innocent look in Maddies eyes like it was anything but that of confusion.

"You don't remember?"

Maddie shook her head no, immediately regretting it as a spike off pain shot through her skull like she'd been hit by an arrow.

The nurse snickered a little, not seeming like he believes a word she's said.

"You're trouble, kid." he'd state, noting down the last vitals before wandering out of the room again.

—

Maddies other visitors didn't seem much more talkative either, doing a few exams and keeping exchanges brief. Nobody answered her question as to why she was cuffed down and what even had taken place that made her end up here.

She had only managed to piece together that a significant head injury was involved, quite obvious in hindsight since she didn't seem to remember a thing at all, had nauseating headaches and got her cognitive functions checked twice daily. The bandage wrapped around her head also wasn't very subtle, especially when she had a mirror held in front of her face for another thing of testing.

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A few days of repetitive questions, restricted movement tests and getting the cold shoulder from anyone participating, there came someone new.

A woman in a suit, two Enforcers in tow. She stood straight and eyed the form still cuffed to the bed before opening her mouth.

"Maddie Nolen, I'm here to inform you that I'll be your legally required representative in the case of assault and attempted murder of a highly regarded officer, as well as the case of your deception and betrayal of the nation of Piltover."

The ginger just blinked up at the apparent Lawyer very stupidly. "My what?"

Even now she didn't get more answers, just having a folder placed into her lap that was stacked with documents.

"Court date is in here. I'll be seeing you then."

And that was it again.

There was new Information, bare crumbs that felt like they weighed the world.

That couldn't have been me.

She thought about it over and over as she flipped through the folder that stated her case, using the one hand they mercifully decided to uncuff. It was like reading a story from someone miles away, a very distant news report meant to scare people into behaving. But apparently it had been a reality that was lived by Maddie just barely a month and a half ago.

Page by page, everything became more surreal. It felt as though she was reading a rumor someone made up about her: A spy from an old affiliated Nation turned enemy, carrying illegal information across borders. Information gathered in the bounds of an intimate relationship, none of which Maddie can even try to recall, much less ever recalling having broken it off.

—

When it was finally time for Maddie to appear in court, being guided inside by enforcers with her hands cuffed behind her back, she spotted someone near the entrance.

A woman was standing next to another Enforcer, a Vastaya, if Maddie remembered that correctly. She looked dazed and followed Maddies movements closely, eyes kind of puffy and cheeks still red. She must have been crying.

For a second or so, a different image flashed in front of Maddies eyes. That same woman, her features soft in the morning glow that illuminated her bare skin as she laid in bed. Abruptly interrupted only by another memory of fluorescent lights and the woman hysterically crying as monitors beeped and the low hum of a doctors voice tried methodically explaining a diagnosis Maddie was too out of to catch onto. That must've been back at the hospital.

But who was she? Somebody important for sure seeing the way they had obviously been so close and vulnerable with each other to the point that she'd cried at Maddies bedside.

Maybe that was the Caitlyn she'd read about in the files. Definitely must have been. Who else could've pretended to love her when she truly had been as cruel as the file had depicted.

—

The trial was rough, a back and fourth of shouting and even booing from the visitor seats on an occasion or two.

What roused the crowd completely had been the judges decision to let Maddie go under close inspection. Everyone was in proper outrage, understandably so! So what if Maddie couldn't recall where she belonged or who she even was. She's fooled everyone before so she must be capable of doing it again. Besides: Who can even prove she's lost her memory at all?

A baseless accusation that threw even Maddie off center. How could she even begin to plead against that? It was hopeless in it's entirety.

The court reconsidered, adjourning the meeting to have Maddie under go just a few more tests. A few more safety measures, just to be sure. Still the crowd wasn't pleased and she could hear it loud and clear while being ushered outside: We can't keep funding a criminals hospital testing! Such a burden she was just because she's acting stupid.

And god how she wished to just be acting stupid instead of feeling as dumb as she is. All those strangely familiar faces, like she'd seen them before but they'd been attached to someone unrecognizable. She knew all these people as much as she didn't.

And among them were you: Still holding onto Stebs arms, fighting to keep tears in. You had watched Maddie the entire trail, watched as she sat with a frown like a kid that couldn't quite understand what they did wrong but took the scolding anyway.

You didn't know her like this. But after everything that happened it felt like you didn't even know her at all. Just as she doesn't know you.

—

Eventually though the court finaled in their decision, deeming Maddies loss of memory and otherwise disabling damage to the brain as enough punishment. She was allowed to stay in Piltover and seek the help required to offer a better quality of Life again.

The decision was heavily debated and Maddie didn't miss any of the glares sent her way and incoherent grumbles. They didn't know how thankful Maddie was for the opportunity given to her and she knew exactly what to do first.

So when she stepped out of the courtroom, seeing the Vastaya enforcer once again, she didn't hesitate.

"Excuse me? Can you show me to the woman you were with last time—Caitlyn, I think."

Steb just looked at Maddie, his face not giving away a thing while his heart still ached remembering their close friendship before. Maddie had been his best patrol companion and now he's not only lost her as a colleague but as a friend too, as anything at all. The Maddie he knew was gone.

Still he tried to stay professional.

"I've not been with the Kiramman." he'd shake his head "but I'll gladly show you to who you must be confusing her with."

Maddie was perplexed for a second, apparently having falsely assumed you were her fling. Nonetheless, she stayed determined to see you, something about you just pulled her in. It was something she couldn't logically describe.

—

You were surprised at first when you opened your door to see Maddie, Steb standing off further to the side. Maddie held a small bouquet of flowers in her hands, a token of kindness apparently, that you can imagine she's bugged Steb to stop for. A sense of normality shone through the clouds that have been hanging over your head ever since you'd seen Maddie in the hospital where they told you she'd never be back to normal again.

The flowers weren't anything special, but it contained your favorites which probably meant more to you than it did to her when she picked them out.

You'd invited Maddie inside wordlessly, carefully picking out a vase to display her gift in as she sat on the sofa, watching like you were a text to memorize.

With a sigh she'd rub her eyes "I feel like I should remember you. But I can't. I'm sorry."

You swallowed back tears once again, remembering how good you'd been doing on keeping yourself composed lately. Don't break now.

So with a shake of your head you carefully placed the filled vase on the table.

"Don't worry about it."

Although honestly, you wanted her to worry. Really you wanted her to just immediately remember you at the snap of a finger, crawl back into the bed you've left unmade ever since she left that one morning. But you knew it wouldn't happen.

Still, you hoped. If there was something like soulmates, she'd fall for you again. She'd come back around and it'd be just like it was before.

Except it never will be.

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I contemplated making a post like this because I do usually like to keep things more light-hearted and on theme, but I feel it's only fair at this point.

I don't know when I'll come back!!

I'm still a Maddie lover down to the depths (cosplaying her at a con next weekend 🤭) and fanfiction will always be a big part of me. The thing is that I've hit a huge slump with writing, to the point I can't take requests for the time being 'cause I feel like it'd only end in disappointment. I don't want to force myself to write only for the sake of putting something out there. I want my heart to truely be in it!

There's a lot going on, not all of it negative, but still: Everything is a lot!

With prep for the previously mentioned convention, over to university and all the way back to trying to figure out where I wanna go with all of this, and now that summer is closer, I'll probably be more outside on top of all that.

There's no way of predicting anything that will happen but if there's one thing I know, it's that I cherish you all for the time we had together and hope we can soon enough meet here again to indulge in writing of our dearly loved fictional people.

I'll see you guys when the time is right <3

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I'm your biggest fan!!!!!!!!

who are you again...?

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How are you?

I'm doing really well, thank you! How are you lot?

I hope none of you are disappointed by my lack of writing, there's just a lot going on at any given moment and I haven't had to muses to sit down and write something that I'm satisfied with 🙂‍↕️

Couldn't tell you when I'll be putting out writing again but I hope you can all bear with me🐻until then!!

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As much as I love CaitMadVi, I also love the idea of Caitlyn and Maddie having a platonic sister relationship akin to Vi and Ekko. 15-year-old Caitlyn regularly snuck out of the house to check on 11-year-old Maddie, the kid from Noxus who most Piltovans avoided out of fear or disdain.

Young Caitlyn confiding in Jayce for advice because she wants to be the support system for once. Young Maddie following Caitlyn around the city as often as she could like a puppy, developing a little crush along the way but never having the confidence to confess her feelings.

Commander Kiramman selecting her childhood friend onto her new team because she never stopped believing in her, and Junior Officer Nolen doing everything she can to prove that she made the right decision. All the while, hiding the ache in her chest that appears whenever Vi is with Caitlyn...

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Maddie lowkey watching and copying Caitlyns moves, being as appealing as possible (in a proffessional sense) and Caitlyn is just like "Wow! I'm such a great mentor!!" meanwhile Maddie just wants Caitlyn to notice her for more than just her great work so she tries to be exceptional. The thing is that her idea of perfection IS Caitlyn because she's so infatuated by her (both as a leader and as a person).

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thinking about maddie with hay fever (which is totally me projecting because pollen hates me apparently)

like you know it's bad when she wakes up and her nose is IMMEDIATELY clogged. she cannot breathe through it. her eyes are itchy. she has a pounding headache. girly is just suffering.

also if you take away her comfort blanket during this time, even if it's matted down, she WILL fight you

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Good Luck to everyone out there with a pollen allergy, I've luckily been spared so I'm not sure how this works😭

I can just imagine Maddie laying in bed like a starfish, just looking up at the ceiling and gasping for breath like a dying fish. Absolutely horrible.

She makes you go to the pharmacy to get her nasal spray and some sort of medication to help because she doesn't even dare set foot outside on the really bad days.

The thing with the blanket is that she drools all over it when she sleeps, since she has to breathe through her mouth and all. So not only is it just generally gross from not being washed for months, but also has stains and wet spots all over it. You once tried prying it out of her grip at night but it was a battle lost, even against a sleepy Mads

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Not exactly a Sevika x Maddie request, but it involves the two of them in a scenario that could fit into the Clean-up Crew AU:

Shortly after Caitlyn and her team begins operating in Zaun, they've encountered many angry Zaunites who suffered at the hands of Piltover’s police department, as well as dangerous thugs that see the community's ire towards the strike team as an ample excuse to target them. Maddie herself lost track of how many times she's been chased through the streets, punched in the head, or spat on while in uniform. Waking up tied to a chair in an unfamiliar room was new, though. So was having someone as powerful in the city as Sevika protect her from her own people.

Maddie almost forgot she was still being held for ransom as Sevika gently cupped her face to dab at the blood spilling from her split lip, and the longer she was doted on, the less she cared about being used for leverage. It was only a matter of time before Commander Kiramman met Sevika's demands to get her subordinate back, but at least Maddie had a source of comfort while she awaited rescue.

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At long long last. Feels like I haven't written in AGES and it was lowkey kinda hard 😧

Clean-Up Crew AU (by @miss-monkey-wrench) Maddies Hostage Situation (feat. Caitlyn & Sevika) [1.129 words]

"Poor thing, what'd they do to you?"

The question was purerly rhetorical and didn't even fully register in Maddies head. She could only feel the tension on her wrists slowly easing up as her bounds were released, hands dropping to her sides, and a cold cloth was being pressed to a nasty gash on her cheek.

It was probably mindwars, some sort of psychological warfare where she'd be beat to near unconsciousness over and over only for the big lady to swoop in and play hero. Being lulled into a sense of safety and control, awaiting a caring hands after the ones that have bruised her. But Maddie wanted to naively trust as the blood was so tenderly wiped off her face and strands of hair carefully sorted back into proper order.

Slowly Maddie would stretch her fingers before curling them into a fist again, relishing in the free range of motion and blood slowly circulating back. Her blurry eyes looked up at the figure caring for her so gently, only now regestering completely that it was one of the most influential and dangerous people down in Zaun.

"You don't have to pretend to be nice." she croaked out, voice so rough she could barerly register it as her own.

For a moment Sevika stilled, the hand holding the cloth up to her face letting up a little before she pushed it back against the wound, making Maddie hiss slightly.

"Be grateful." She grumbled, voice intimidating as you'd imagine but with a subtle softness lingering somewhere not far.

Once the wound was cleaned and Sevika had half-heartedly stuck a plaster on it, she'd turn to walk away again, leaving Maddie unbound.

The ginger didn't dare speak up about it, appreciating the ability to move her arms and legs even if it still meant being confined to the small, shabby room she was kept in. What surprised her even more was when Sevika left the door open, just a crack.

Maddie wasn't the risky type by any means, but she was nosy. Nosy enough to slowly slip off the chair she had been sat on, approaching the door and daring to look outside the room to where she heard voices just a few metres away.

She could easily spot Sevika using her intimidating size to reprimand one of the guys Maddie vaguely remembered as her kidnappers. The way she spoke harshly to them was a complete contrast to how she'd spoken to Maddie just a few moments ago and something about that made her feel special in a twisted sort of way.

Once Sev was done with her scolding, the guys scurrying off to some elsewhere, she looked back over at the door Maddie was still peeking through.

Their Eyes met.

Sevika huffed, shaking her head.

Maddie froze as the steady footsteps came closer and closer until the door was opened entirely.

The big woman raised an eyebrow down at Maddie, giving her the chance to speak. But the red-faced ginger could barerly get out a squeak, hands infront of her torso as she nervously picked at her nails.

"You know you can come outta there."

Maddie just blinked up at Sevika, like she had told her an impossible riddle to solve. In her mind she was still considering everything to be a trap while a small part loved being treated as so special by someone normally known as cruel.

Carefully Maddie stepped out of the room, taking only a few steps before turning back to look at Sevika still stood in the doorframe. She was like an unsure dog, unsure how far she could take it before being punished and kicked again.

The big woman seemed to find it amusing as she passed, ruffling Maddies hair ever so slightly.

"Let's get you some water."

Without thinking twice Maddie took the glass of water she was offered, carefully taking a sip and gauging to see if she could make out any extraordinary flavours that could indicate drugging. But there was nothing. So she sipped slowly, her eyes still kept on Sevika as she just sat almost like she found comfort in maddies discomfort and confusion about the situation she was in.

Sevika leaned back in the chair, fingers tapping on the table they were sat at.

"You'll be outta here in no time as long as I get what I want from the Kiramman." she explained, sounding unbothered like she was having a casual chat about the weather and not a literal hostage situation.

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Surerly it wasn't long until Caitlyn showed up to meet the demands of Sevika, aiming to have the hand-off be quick and without much problem even if it stung. This was for her team, of course.

Still, Maddie noticed how Sevika almost seemed to let her hand linger when she pushed Maddie towards Caitlyn, like a thing to be traded off but still so dear to the heart.

The second the team got out of there, Caitlyn paused to properly asses Maddie, looking at the patched up spots on her face and overall too well physical state for someone held hostage by the like of Sevika.

"What'd she do to you?" The words full of hate but also bewilderment.

Maddie herself didn't even know how to answer. Sevika did nothing but fed her and let her rest, like an inconvenient and boring vaccation.

She shook her head "I don't think I remember."

It was the obvious conclusion. That she must have repressed some horrible events in favor of believing that Sevika could've actually been a good person. That she was stupidly naive and willing to forget everything bad that was done to her just to feed the desire to forgive.

She felt like a fraud, so disoriented from a situation that was meant to be ten times worse. She should be missing a finger and a leg at least, not being left with only a slightly achy back from a bad mattress.

Caitlyns gaze softened "You're alright now."

But when Caitlyn looked at her it was an odd feeling. Caitlyn never cared to clean up Maddies wounds or help the ginger with the most mundane things when she was too out of it mentally to even take a step forward. It was a gentleness that Maddie thought was reserved for someone special, but was given to her so easily by someone who only cared for the leverage.

Maybe the real torture came afterwards. Having to return to functioning and giving it a hundred every day to recieve a pat on the back at best. The ginger never was one for being coddled, but that didn't mean it wasn't nice. That she wouldn't mind having some weight lifted of her shoulder without even having to ask.

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Are we gonna blame Mel for killing off Maddie? The fandom keeps getting worse and these two are both hated.

it actually never occurred to me to hate mel just because she killed maddie 😧😧

Of course Mel was partially responsible for maddies death just as much as maddie was for firing the bullet, but in my opinion they were both victims of ambessa. I would've loved for them to have a spinoff together tbh maybe of their time back in Noxus or something.

The arcane fandom isss difficult. I don't really like a lot of fandom spaces so I just do my own thing most of the time 😭

I don't hate Mel or literally any character in arcane really

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Yandere and active Obsession isn't healthy but luckily the truest @miss-monkey-wrench helped me cook a healthy alternative for you despite the identity theft. You can consume this without risking a questionable view of relationships 🙂‍↕️

College AU Best of both worlds (feat. Caitvi; Maddie) [1k words]

Jock!Vi and Genius!Caitlyn who are the schools most known and obsessed over couple, both individually and together.

Jock!Vi with her swarm of fans and Cheerleaders, there for every one of her games. She's a player in more ways then one, but simply couldn't tear away from her longest lasting pursuit of finally having the Kiramman hooked.

Genius!Caitlyn who captivated the masses from day one, incredibly smart and a huge heartthrob as she wanders the halls with a subtle perfume trail always following. She knew what she was doing when she soon had her favourite Sports Girl wrapped around her pinky.

And then there's SportyNerd!Maddie. She's the best of both worlds, a quick and agile runner and super helpful when it comes to sharing her class notes, which made her popular in both the niches Jock!Vi and Genius!Caitlyn used to rule.

It didn't go unnoticed by either of them.

The One that mostly caught Maddies eyes though, was Vi. That was because Vi seemed to hover around her. When they played Sports together, she seemed to always shadow her, brushing their bodies together in one way or another; Whether it be a hand on her arm or bumping into her from the side. It went as far as the pinkette sneaking glances at Maddie during changing, occassionally even making casual conversation while her eyes wandered all over.

It freaked Maddie out the first few times and still did even months later when Vi wouldn't stop despite Maddie dodging her as much as possible.

Filled with guilt and unsure how to go on about this, she decided to approach the situation head on: Since she wasn't getting through to Vi with her active rejection, she'd go to the Brains of the duo instead. When she found Caitlyn waiting near the changing rooms after practice, clearly waiting on Vi, Maddie approached with her head hung low.

The ginger explained to her that she was desperetely sorry, that she tried her best to get Vi to back off, that the Kirammans girlfriend seemed to be flirting with her in an unabashed fashion and that Caitlyn deserved better.

Caitlyn only let out a small huff as Maddie turned to scramble off again before even hearing what she had to say. About the same time Vi would come out of the changing rooms as well now and immediatley got a smack upside the head by Caitlyn.

What Maddie didn't know was that both Caitlyn and Vi had a heartfelt conversation regarding to new item of their everyones interest. It had taken a heartfelt conversation between the two were they cleared their grounds: Both of them wanted her and eachother. It had become mutual grounds to work on, slowly chipping away at Maddie until they could invite her to join their little arrangement.

Now Vi had gone and messed it all up, scaring away maddie with her obvious fawning; The ginger polite and not wanting to get inbetween a relationship that was well-known across the whole school. It would be a scandal!! One she could only fantasize about in private.

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The next person to see Maddie was Caitlyn, luckily. They had the same course and the Kiramman took the liberty to sit down right beside Maddie for a change.

"Sorry about Vi, she can be a bit much." she'd claim while pulling a notepad out of her bag.

Maddie only nodded along, unsure of what to say. She let the silence linger before cautiously glancing at Caitlyn. "Aren't you jealous that she flirts with everyone?"

Caitlyn chuckled "She doesn't flirt with everyone. Just you."

Maddie didn't know exactly what answer she had expected from her question, but it surerly wasn't this! It sounded like a line out of some sort of romance and she half expected Caitlyns next words to be something about 'having to get you out of the picture' with an ominous glare that would make her install an extra deadbolt on the door.

Instead she was met with a half muttered "I don't blame her."

A mere hallucination, Maddie thought. Something she could chalk up to the lack of sleep for the past few weeks as the situation weighed on her shoulders heavier than anything before.

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She let it linger around in her head until she saw Vi again. This time, instead of glancing, subtle touches and jokes filled with innuendo, it was a straight up request.

"You wanna grab dinner tonight? That small italian place at the corner?"

Maddie swallowed, her mouth dry "B-but your Girlfriend—"

"She'll be there too!" Vi grinned before grabbing her bag and disppearing before Maddie could process.

So this is how she dies, huh? Taken out to dinner by the schools most beloved Sports Player only to end up in a set-up which ends in a furious Girlfriend that needed someone else to blame their partners cheating on.

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The invitation echoed in maddies head for the rest of the day. But she didn't go. She valued her life enough to stay home tonight and not get in someone elses business.

Just about half an hour after the promised time, there was a knock at Maddies door. With a heavy sigh she'd get up off her bed and drag herself to the door, accepting that despite having done everything right her fate had been sealed.

There stood Vi and Caitlyn, dressed fancier than casual but more casual than fancy, holding a small bouqet of flowers.

"We waited for you at the restaurant. Is something wrong?"

Maddie eyed the two, not really sure on what to answer.

"It would've been wrong of me to go on a date with someone who's already got a Girlfriend." she settled.

Vi shrugged, as if it were simple "Not if the Girlfriend agreed."

Caitlyn just nodded, holding the flowers out to Maddie who carefully took them in her hands. Her favourites, mixed in a colourful arrangement.

"We would've loved to have you there." she assured.

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Early CaitMadVi with their toxic traits on full display that they need to grow out of before the relationship can move forward.

Caitlyn taking control of stressful or scary situations so her girls stay safe and happy > Caitlyn suffocating her girls with good intentions to the point they hide problems from her

Maddie mediating tension and adjusting herself to her girls' love languages AS her love language > Maddie making her girls worry by neglecting her own wants and needs in hopes of keeping them interested in her

Vi taking action both in heated conflicts with people acting aggressive towards her girls and in minor inconveniences like an incorrect food order at a restaurant > Vi escalating situations to the point her girls feel like walking on eggshells in public

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Lesbians start communicating NOW!

But just imagine Maddie in the middle of it with her acts of adjusting herself to never cause trouble and Caitlyn comes to her to complain about Vi—Vi comes to her to complain about Caitlyn. Her head might ACTUALLY explode. I think that's how the whole thing begins resolving though because one day they're all just sat on the sofa together and Maddie starts CRYING like full body sobbing and just says "You guys hate eachother and I don't know what to do." and the two just look at eachother like "hate??".

They talk everything out right there and then between Vis behaviour and Caitlyns, promising to be more aware and also promising to correct the other when it gets too much so that they can make it work together. Maddie thinks all is well now until they turn back to her like "Okay, your turn now."

It's a hard pill for everyone to swallow but they'll make it work for eachother trust me!