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decided to make this for anyone coming from greatest of luxuries or new to my works in general, in case anyone wants to check out my other stuff! my ao3

i have written quite a few pjo/marauders fics, am currently writing more arcane fics, and have also read a lot of fanfic, so if you'd like some recs, check out my 2024 fic rec masterlist :)

asks are open, i love rambling abt any of these fics (or general fandom stuff) <3

#pjo #marauders #wrongcaitlyn #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #jegulus #wolfstar #my fic #talk ur talk fic #talk ur talk asks #arcane #caitvi #wrongcaitlyn asks #edges of your soul

mrsouicon

caitvi fanart!!!! i finally created a tumblr account lol, for more stuff check out my insta, comms open ofc ;P

khannoli

vi in cait’s lap yesm 🙂‍↕️ 🙂‍↕️ 🙂‍↕️

caitvibigbang

Title: Sunk Cost Fallacy

Word count: 28,618

Author: @gretaglasses

Beta: @salixkai

Artist: @eienieee

From the start, Caitlyn’s relationship with Vi was three things: unexpected, unlikely, and, more than anything else, absolutely irreplaceable. She’d never imagined that the hot-headed, irreverent woman she’d met by chance would become her closest friend, the person she trusts above anyone else. Caitlyn would do anything to protect what they have, including fighting against the voice in her head wondering what would happen if they became more. Then–a kiss, and a miscalculation. Caitlyn knows she has only one chance to make things right, one chance to prove to Vi that she is worth the risk. One day to prove that the perfect, improbable pull between them is just the beginning.

Check it out on AO3!

eienieee

YAAAAASSSSS.

reimanticism

still waiting...

got comm'ed for a caitvi epic au

sarafroot

Who up

qvert

Prints / KoFi

carreer-defining season indeed :)

dissociatingdumbass

nifrequerne

I often wonder what happened to authors of unfinished fanfictions.

everyoneinspaceisgay

I hope they’re having a nice life

ts-virgil-angst

we absolutely are not and that unfinished fic haunts us to this day

sensiblereblogifposts

Reblog if that unfinished fic haunts you to this day

getindumdums

*purposely pretends I’m dead on the blog that hosted said fic

qvert

Prints / KoFi

Look at how beige they’re being! They’re sitting on separate chairs and all! what more could one ask really :D

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

qvert

Prints / KoFi

I'm a handful of days late but here it is! My contribution to the 'Most Wanted CaitVi Zine' which is in fact free and filled with a lot of really cool stuff so go check that out :)

It's also NSFW - just as a heads up if you're not into that!

A free, NSFW, digital fanzine dedicated to Caitlyn and Vi from LoL/Arcane.

not-another-npc

I've wanted to write something based on @qvert's art for some time, and when she submitted this piece for the zine, I just knew I had to write a little tender vignette of these two based on it . . . so here you go.

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Morning Melodies

Hot water jets down from the showerhead across Vi’s broad shoulders. She rolls them under the soothing heat and tilts her head to the side, rewarded with a satisfying pop of her neck. She massages it, then lifts her hands to her hair to rinse the rest of the shampoo from it. A smile graces her lips as she does so, knowing the strain in her neck came from the position she maintained mere moments ago when she worked Caitlyn to climax with just her tongue.

When she’s sure she’s rinsed all the suds from her hair, Vi turns the shower handle to the off position, stopping the flow of the warm water. Droplets bead on her skin and trickle down as she reaches for a towel to dry them away. She steps out from the shower, toweling off her hair, calling to her wife in the next room.

“What should we do today, Cait?”

She’s met with silence from the other side of the closed bathroom door. Maybe she didn’t hear her, or perhaps she’s fallen back asleep. They did put in quite a workout this morning, afterall, Vi thinks with a smirk.

Cooler air rushes in as Vi opens the door to the bedroom, causing her warm, bare skin to prickle and goosebumps to cover her flesh. She doesn’t see a sleeping Caitlyn tangled in the sheets as she expected. Instead, the bed lay empty, the blankets haphazardly strewn about.

Vi walks to her dresser to start pulling out clothes for the day. She’s unperturbed by Caitlyn’s absence—Vi has gotten used to her post-morning-sex ritual of fixing them each a hot cup of tea. “Gotten used to” might be putting it lightly. There’s something really special about the warmth of the cup in her hands and the sweet herbal scent that helps extend the relaxing mornings cuddled up next to Caitlyn.

Vi steps into her favorite pair of black jeans and is about to button them closed when she hears it—soft tones floating through the cracked bedroom door from down the hallway. Dreamy music that warms her chest and lulls a dopey grin to her lips. She zips the fly of her pants and selects a dark long-sleeved shirt from her drawer, slipping it over her still-damp head and pushing the sleeves up her forearms.

The music continues to grow in confidence and Vi follows the sound to their den where warm hues of morning light floods in. The heat in Vi’s ribcage blooms at the sight of her wife sitting gracefully in front of her piano, wearing nothing but one of Vi’s old button-ups, the front of which is undone and open. Caitlyn’s fingers dance expertly across the keys in a way that is precise but not rehearsed, practiced yet fluid. As she plays, Vi’s shirt slips slowly from her shoulders, but Caitlyn doesn’t pause to shift it back into place.

Read the rest on ao3

aspoonfulofsugar53

hi did you know that solangelo DIDNT go on their first date on valentine’s day because will knew that it’s cheesy and mehemehmehmeh so their date was the day BEFORE on february THIRTEENTH

( @wrongcaitlyn )