loretta (lorenpiera)
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like the endless sea by taq for Kira_chu
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
09 Mar 2025
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It’s late spring, the chill of winter no longer lingering but still a close memory. The breeze that cuts through the open windows tousles her hair and she’s thankful for her ponytail as she sneaks a glimpse at Vi sitting next to her, loose hair tossed a little more violently about in the wind, that book open in her lap.
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25 Oct 2025
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Vi’s been in one so she doesn’t say this lightly, but soccer is war.
Ok, fine. She’ll admit that she does say it a little lightly because no one dies in soccer and because Caitlyn would have her head for making light of war but seriously, she hadn’t realized that Piltovan battles are played not in the back alleys of bars but on grass by tiny children half her height.
One of whom is hers. Theirs. Wild how that works.
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- Part 1 of yours, mine, ours
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25 Oct 2025
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“You thought I would leave forever.” Vi’s voice is tight. “You would let me go.”
“For your happiness I would do anything.”
There’s a brief moment of silence.
“Then why would you not think I would do the same?”
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25 Oct 2025
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It is when she reaches out to brush Caitlyn’s shoulder that her world is turned inside out. One moment her fingertips touch wet skin and the next the hard metal of the muzzle of a handgun is pressed against her temple, and Caitlyn’s eye is wide, so, so wide even as her hands shake.
Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong because Caitlyn’s hands never shake on a gun.
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25 Oct 2025
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“I just don’t see why—” Caitlyn’s words are cut off by a sharp breath, by her jaw tightening shut. Her eye flashes. Her shoulders are tense and even those hands which never otherwise find their way into fists are clenched. She is still, entirely still, still there, Vi knows, but retreated now behind the blue glass of her eye, obscured by the fire curtain that has come slamming silently down.
Vi doesn’t get it.
“He’s your dad, Cait. He’s the only one you have left.”
The embers light.
“Yes,” she snaps, smoke wisping from her lips. “It is because he is my father, precisely because he is the only one I have left.”
They have their first argument since the war.
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25 Oct 2025