#cupcait.

[vilence]

repo is so gd funny guys, yuri recorded the video but it didn't pick up her voice for some reason. i'm the red guy.

@cupcait 🤖🤖🤖

[vilence]

I don't think I deserve you... After everything.

        "  quit sayin' shit like that.  "        words are forward, blunt, yet uphold fighter's  usual compassion.  EVERYONE ENTERED A DARK PLACE,  some were taken advantage of in their vulnerable states  -  that war pig didn't help any. capitalizing on the destruction of piltover's council    .......    the death of house kiramman's head;  caitlyn's mother.  despite butting heads, violet recognized authority paired with love of her child, the entire populace of topside.

        callous hands came to grasp at ones soft, only a little rough 'round edges in comparison  -  thumbs press    &.    caress against knuckles. it's hard to keep teeth from poking beneath a spreading smile, eyes of silver remained on each other's embrace. though, brows furrow, a tinge of sadness within expression    ......    wasted months sulking    &.    FEELING SORRY FOR THEMSELF  rather than trying to reach beloved, or stay true to their own morals. being buried at the bottom of a mug granted comfort, an escape outside of fighting tooth 'n nail for survival. brawler's only known such things. the mere thought of becoming reliant    &.    obsessed at being by another's side is foreign  -  it's frightening.

         "  yanno,  i'm not all that innocent either. i    ......    don't wanna talk about it yet. but. i'm just glad we can stand here without tension or seein' each other as strangers. as enemies.  "

[vilence]

happy butchtober permission to sit on it please

PERMISSION ALWAYS GRANTED FOR YOU TO SIT ON THIS PHAT DIHH, CUPCAKE 🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁

[vilence]

Happy lesbian day homo

[vilence]

why are you looking at me like that

         There's a brief silence, continuing to  longingly stare  at the woman  -  lips twitched into a smile before placing palm to a sharp cheek    &.    thumb grazes over leather that hides a missing eye.        "  You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen, even when part of you is gone.  "

[vilence]

i would not do this unless i had to .

         "  Oh, really? How much is that  you  talkin'     &.    how is that  HER?  "        Pair had a rough patch, lasting months    &.    months by now    ...    Conflict between lover    &.    sister, it tore the fighter apart. Their brain breaking into millions of pieces  -    &.    the wolf of Noxus came  swooping  in at just the most convenient time. Vi  NEVER  bought the bullshit, seeing so clearly that partner's emotions were taken advantage of, twisted to fit  HER  narrative    &.    push forward  HER  ideals. Teeth grit, grind them into dust, taste rotten blood    &.    bite down the anger swelling in their chest  -  it's suffocating, reaching the boiling point into  ruining  all of this. Yet, this brewing rage is too much, Caitlyn is to tackle the brunt of it. It's a silly thing, to feel so betrayed  -  when all of this started with that  disgusting  man. No wall could cure the pain residing within the fighter's being.

         "  There's  ALWAYS  something you can do, without feelin' like you  had  to,  Cait.  "         Breath taken, pupils remain  pierced  on the commander's;  steps taken forward, fists continued to tuck themselves in tight    &.    crown tilted upward. Vi stood their ground, getting a little too close    &.    a little too personal to enhanced the  scary dog  facade. But, this never  FIXED  anything, fights only caused more trouble  -  advice from later farther she  never  would follow.

[oeidn]

just slow down for a minute. what's going on?

         ✱˚｡⋆   ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 .    /    caitlyn kiramman, @cupcait.

          ❛ ❛  Dammit    ...    No matter how far I come -    HOW CLOSE I GET,    she  is always worlds apart.  ❜ ❜         Despite being a person of  stone    &.    offering naught but a heart of ice amongst the general eye -  Serah  always managed to undo such feats. In the company of a Kiramman, the warrior's more or less  comfortable  with expressing these frustrations. An anger    &.    sorrow far to    HEAVY    to bare alone, even in all the thunderous might stored;  lightning cracks. The pressure causes a headache, sweaty palms 'neath gloves    &.    metal sticking to hot skin, causing further discomfort. Her brows crease, unable to form a true face of  sadness.    &.    irises of crystal blue dart at the woman, teeth remain gritting    &.    grinding, clenching. No matter how much information or venting gets plated, it'll never be enough to fill their belly    &.    numb that pain.

          ❛ ❛  I was so close.  Just to fail;  again.  ❜ ❜

[vilence]

She's been quiet leading up to this, making excuses of work keeping busy to avoid too many questions from lover. The guilt eats at her for little white lie, one she tries to rationalize: technically, it is work to prepare everything needed for a private surprise party, and the trips to the Undercity to visit Jericho's took up more time than she had anticipated largely due to her own indecisiveness.

When Vi returns to their room, she's greeted with a cartoonish spread of gifts, stacked neatly behind the assorted meals and cakes Caitlyn had purchased. She stands awkwardly beside them, as if uncertain of what to do after the big reveal.

' I, um ... Couldn't decide what would be best for your birthday. '

         Brawler's been feeling a little  lonely  lately, leading up to this day of celebration.  Her dreaded birthday,  something that hasn't been    TRULY    celebrated in nearly a decade. In the past, it had been one of her favored days - being surround by her family, once with her birth parents    ...    &.    then again with adoptive parent    &.    adopted siblings. She    &.    Powder remain closest, even letting her younger sister take part in blowing out the candles on a cake, but    ...    that's a distant memory now.  One which held such sadness.    &.    she only wanted to spend a bit more time with Caitlyn - however unfortunate, she's needed due to her work with the enforcers. Being the next sheriff, all that jazz.

         Vi rests in that  giant  bed they've been sharing for the past few months. It's as comfy as ever    &.    yet, she rolls around. Bored. Exhaling dramatically to disperse any  negativity  felt - lover is no where to be seen.  Like normal. Mind began to wonder    &.    give in to the anxiety filling their chest    ...    She'd stare at the Hexphone, reading the texts that remain on    DELIVERED    &.    SEEN,  tossing it to the side. Part of Vi felt as though she'd  mad the other mad,  or annoyed. But, all of that washed away when there's a sudden opening to the bedroom door - one met with towering gifts    &.    cakes.  It made the brawler laugh    &.    wear a cheesy grin. It held both genuine excitement    &.    confusion on just what  all of this  was.

         ❛ ❛  Cait!?  ❜ ❜         Rushing to her side, wrapping arms around that  mongoose-like frame,  they're held close together. Rather tightly. Form didn't want to part, so their stance remain - until it's forced away.

         ❛ ❛  You're such a dork, y'know that? Had me all worried 'n shit like I  did something  wrong. But, you just wanted to gift shopping? You could'a at least  TOLD  me    ...    Thanks, though. You're awesome. You didn't  have  to get me all'is, just knowing you  love me  will always be enough.    &.    maybe    ...    a kiss, hug 'n some food, too. Ha!  ❜ ❜