✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 | @decoratedofficer

There have only been a small number of times where Vi had ever felt useless. The first time was after she'd lost her parents and now, when she had nearly lost her life. It was sheer luck that she'd lost part of a limb instead.

She glanced down at what was left of her right arm, to the stub wrapped up in bandages. It was tempting to rip out the tubes connected to her, to break the machine causes the damn beeping. Why? because she was angry at herself still. For making Vander ander her sister worry, for nearly hurting her sister too... And additionally, for causing Caitlyn for the loss of her eye.

The comment from Caitlyn, however, completely caught her off guard. Her body tensed up and the remaining hand clenched tightly.

"Why are you being so nice to me when I was the one that put us here in the first place?" Vi turned her head to look over at Caitlyn to gauge whether or not she meant it. No piltie had even cared before, so why now? She was still confused as to why she was in a piltie hospital anyway, and not struggling in her makeshift home in Zaun. "No pilitie has ever cared about one of us, why are you so different?"

There was a moment of silence before she continued. "And to answer you, no. No one has ever cared about me beside family, and I have only made them worry. We don't have the same luxury you have...."

It's with a firm grip on her IV pole that Caitlyn ventures out of her private room in the hospital, careful to take things slow as she navigates the world with the loss of vision in her left eye. But she's taken a liking to the Zaunite girl, had found herself worrying for her after she'd awoken from her own surgery, much to the confusion of her mother and father. This just happened to be their new normal ... Vi, she had learned, had been a skilled fighter, now with one of her weapons taken from her arsenal. Caitlyn, on the other hand, had grown up a sharpshooter, dependent on using both of her eyes while scouting the shooting range.

( ... Would she ever shoot again ...? )

❝ You aren't some sort of monster, you know. ❞ Didn't Vi realize that? Caitlyn may have grown up extremely privileged, but she would be a fool to believe that a group of kids didn't deserve the same things Piltovans were granted just because of where they were born.

Caitlyn takes a seat on the edge of Vi's hospital bed and clasps her hands together in her lap. Her remaining eye focuses at the movement of her fingers, thumbs twiddling anxiously. ❝ Piltovans are taught that Zaunites are less than us. Like you're a bunch of ... misfits. Only ... I'm a misfit, too, I suppose. I don't have many friends. Jayce — the one whose apartment you broke into — he's my only friend. ❞ A shrug. It isn't sympathy she is after, but understanding. She feels an unusual pull towards the Zaunite, one she cannot explain. ❝ I want to be an enforcer, but my mother and father have ... other plans for me. But, I want to help make a difference. I want to solve the chembaron problem, and help not only Piltover, but Zaun, too. ❞

Vi  had  woken  to  Caitlyn's  restless  sleeping  ,  she  had  always  been  a  light  sleeper  when  she  wasn't  intoxicated  ,  but  since  everything  had  happened  she  was  working  on  that  ,  for  herself  and  for  Caitlyn.  She  needed  to  be  better  for  the  both  of  them  ,  drinking  wouldn't  help  ,  there  was  nothing  that  could  dull  the  ache  of  the  past  now.

Groans  of  pain  and  fear  coming  from  the  other  woman  alerted  her  ,  propped  up  on  an  elbow  at  first  Vi  watches  over  her  ,  Caitlyn  still  sleeping  but  clearly  fighting  against  something.  She  knows  not  to  try  and  wake  her  ,  not  to  touch  her  when  she's  as  unsettled  as  this  ,  but  when  the  other  suddenly  bolts  upright  ,  it's  only  instinctual  to  wrap  an  arm  around  her. 

That  lasted  for  all  of  five  seconds.  Expected  but  still  a  little  tender  to  experience.

❝  It's  alright  Cait  ❞ Vi  tries  to  reasure  her  ,  watching  as  Caitlyn  gathers  her  bearings  ,  scanning  the  room  for  danger  when  there  is  nothing  to  be  found.  Vi  doesn't  immediately  close  the  space  ,  she  allows  Caitlyn  to  pull  away  ,  to  curl  in  for  just  a  moment.  ❝  you  don't  need  to  apologise  ❞. 

She  keeps  her  movements  slow  ,  controlled  ,  no  jumping  out  of  the  bed  in  a  rush.  Just  slow  and  simple  ,  standing  and  walking  around  to  the  other  side. 

Vi  crouches  at  Caitlyn's  feet  ,  reaching  for  the  glass  of  water  on  the  nightstand  before  offering  it  to  the  frightened  woman.  ❝  sip  it  slowly  ❞.

But then there was Vi  —  a light in the darkness, despite Caitlyn's actions, always at her side, always treating her with a kindness she no longer deserved. Even now, with her sleep interrupted, Vi carefully peels herself from the comforts of a soft mattress and warm sheets, bare feet padding along cool marble flooring. A pang of guilt is felt within Caitlyn's chest  —  her girlfriend's sleeping habits weren't much better than her own. Sleep didn't come easily to either of them, and Caitlyn feels terrible whenever her nightmares and insomnia stir Vi from an otherwise peaceful sleep  …

Her girlfriend kneels before her, a glass of water held out in offering, and Caitlyn takes it with shaking hands, ashamed. She does as Vi suggests  —  takes small, slow sips. The water is still cold, the ice cubes having melted in the night, and serves as a welcome shock to her system. It helps to ground her, helps to tear her from her thoughts, from her fears, from her guilt. And when she finishes drinking, she stretches to place the glass back upon the bedside table, only to bury her face in her hands, hunched forward with her elbows resting atop her knees.

encore: for sender to initiate consensual sex the moment they're alone with receiver after receiver intentionally spent the last hour teasing sender in public where they could not react.

eye contact: for sender to guide receiver's face back to looking at sender while they're actively engaged in sex or foreplay.

love bites: for sender to nip and gently bite at receiver's body as they kiss and explore.

hands on: for sender to slowly guide receiver's hands along their body where they wish to be touched, prompting where to squeeze, massage, and explore.

shower paint: after playfully getting house paint on one another when they should have been painting the walls, sender guides receiver to the shower where the fun continues.

last hurrah: for whatever reason, sender and receiver are parting ways. but not before one last time before they go.

t-shirt: sender can be found waiting at home for receiver with nothing but receiver's large t-shirt on while standing (or bending forward) in a compromising position.

solo act: sender intentionally pleasures themself while receiver is watching. receiver joins in on finishing the job.

insatiable: sender and receiver have repeatedly engaged in sex all day, despite both having reached the point of exhaustion.

i love you: sender and receiver haven't defined their relationship status, but while they're having sex, sender slips and tells receiver they love them.

PLATONIC / STRANGERS

SENDER drapes their jacket over RECEIVER'S shoulders.

SENDER signals RECEIVER with a subtle gesture.

SENDER slows their pace so RECEIVER can keep up.

SENDER whispers from just behind RECEIVER'S shoulder.

SENDER offers RECEIVER the last piece of food without comment.

SENDER sits beside RECEIVER without needing to be asked.

SENDER asks if RECEIVER made it home safe.

SENDER shares an umbrella with RECEIVER, leaning into the rain.

SENDER listens to RECEIVER without interrupting.

SENDER steals a glance when RECEIVER isn't looking.

SENDER smiles at RECEIVER without explanation.

SENDER carries RECEIVER'S bag when it gets too heavy.

SENDER passes RECEIVER a note that says ________.

SENDER nudges RECEIVER with their shoulder playfully.

SENDER reminds RECEIVER to eat.

SENDER guides RECEIVER through a crowd by the hand.

SENDER holds the door open for RECEIVER without rushing.

SENDER offers quiet RECEIVER company instead of advice.

SENDER stays with RECEIVER even when they could leave.

SENDER brushes lint from RECEIVER'S sleeve.

SENDER leans their head against RECEIVER'S shoulder.

SENDER slips something into RECEIVER'S pocket.

SENDER hides behind RECEIVER when trouble passes by.

AFFECTIONATE / ROMANTIC

SENDER tucks loose hair behind RECEIVER'S ear.

SENDER squeezes RECEIVER'S hand gently.

SENDER rests their chin on RECEIVER'S head.

SENDER kisses RECEIVER deeply.

SENDER traces idle shapes on RECEIVER'S arm.

SENDER pulls RECEIVER into a lingering hug.

SENDER presses their forehead to RECEIVER'S.

SENDER bites RECEIVER'S lower lip gently.

SENDER rubs slow circles into RECEIVER'S back.

SENDER pulls RECEIVER closer by the hips.

SENDER presses their body against RECEIVER'S.

SENDER kisses RECEIVER'S temple softly.

SENDER cradles RECEIVER'S face in both hands.

SENDER smooths a hand down RECEIVER'S hair.

SENDER interlaces their fingers with RECEIVER'S.

SENDER trails kisses down RECEIVER'S neck.

SENDER leans in just close enough to feel RECEIVER'S breath.

SENDER kisses RECEIVER slowly, unhurried.

SENDER guides RECEIVER'S hands where they want them.

SENDER murmurs praise against RECEIVER'S skin.

SENDER guides RECEIVER closer by the waist.

SENDER whispers something meant only for RECEIVER.

SENDER presses RECEIVER gently against a wall.

SENDER traces RECEIVER'S jawline with their thumb.

SENDER pulls RECEIVER into their lap.

SENDER brushes their lips against RECEIVER'S knuckles.

SENDER tilts RECEIVER'S chin up.

SENDER pulls RECEIVER back when they try to leave.

AGGRESSIVE / VIOLENT

SENDER blocks RECEIVER'S path.

SENDER crushes RECEIVER'S fingers underfoot.

SENDER shoves RECEIVER back a step.

SENDER crowds into RECEIVER'S space.

SENDER grips RECEIVER'S collar.

SENDER shoves RECEIVER against a surface.

SENDER bashes RECEIVER'S head against a wall.

SENDER steps closer when RECEIVER backs away.

SENDER shoves past RECEIVER hard.

SENDER yanks something from RECEIVER'S hands.

SENDER slams a fist beside RECEIVER'S head.

SENDER strikes RECEIVER to instigate a fight.

SENDER chokes RECEIVER until they struggle.

SENDER grabs RECEIVER'S wrist.

SENDER slams RECEIVER into the ground.

SENDER breaks RECEIVER'S nose.

SENDER drags RECEIVER across the floor.

SENDER pins RECEIVER in place.

EVERYDAY LIFE / DOMESTIC

📋 : how organized is your muse?

✅ : what do they pretend to have together that they don't?

🕰️ : what time do they naturally wake up when no one needs them?

☕ : what's their morning ritual, and what happens when it's disrupted?

🧺 : how often do they do laundry?

🪞 : do they look at themselves in mirrors, or avoid them? why?

🍽️ : do they eat to survive, for pleasure, or as comfort?

🏠 : what part of their living space reflects them the most?

🌱 : do they keep plants, and are those plants alive?

🧼 : what's something they're weirdly particular about being clean?

📺 : what do they put on when they don't want to think?

SOCIALIZATION / CONNECTION

🗣️ : are they better one-on-one, or in groups?

📱 : do they text back immediately, or let messages rot?

🫥 : how often do they pretend to be fine to keep the peace?

🎭 : how different are they with strangers versus people they trust?

🤝 : do they make friends easily, or accidentally?

🧠 : what do they assume people think about them?

🌘 : how hard is it to really know them?

🎉 : do they enjoy social events, or endure them?

🪑 : are they the type to leave early without saying goodbye?

INTROSPECT / INTERNAL LANDSCAPE

🕵️‍♀️ : how often does your muse think about death?

🧩 : what part of themselves do they not understand yet?

🫀 : what emotion scares them the most?

👣 : do they believe they deserve good things?

🧱 : what walls are they aware of building? which ones are they not aware of?

🕳️ : what do they spiral about at night?

📉 : what's their most common self-criticism?

💀 : do they trust their own memories?

🌊 : what emotion do they drown in when they're alone?

PERSONAL / DEEP / TRAUMA-ADJACENT

🩸 : what wound shaped them the most, even if they won't admit it?

🔥 : what moment do they replay when they're ashamed?

🧷 : who failed them first?

🕯️ : what do they grieve that no one else sees as a loss?

🪤 : what pattern do they keep falling back into?

🧨 : what pushes them past the point of restraint?

🧬 : what did they inherit emotionally from their caregivers?

🕶 : what lie do they tell themselves to survive?

🩹 : what actually helps them heal, even if it's unhealthy?

HABITS / VICES / COPING

🚬 : what vice do they justify the most?

🍺 : do they drink to socialize, numb, or celebrate?

💊 : what's their relationship with substances, past or present?

🏃 : do they move their body to feel alive or to punish it?

🛏️ : how do they sleep when things are bad?

🎧 : what kind of music gets them through the worst days?

🖊️ : do they write things down or let thoughts rot in their head?

☔️ : do they intellectualize pain instead of feeling it?

🕳️ : what habit would unravel them if taken away?

SEXUALITY / INTIMACY

🫠 : is it easy for them to get turned on, or do they need emotional safety first?

💞 : do they separate sex and feelings, or blur them dangerously?

🛑 : what's an immediate turn-off for them?

🔥 : do they crave intensity or stability?

🤲 : do they like being in control, or giving it up?

🪶 : are they gentle with people they desire?

🍒 : how do they feel about their own body during intimacy?

🎱 : what do they need to feel wanted?

🔒 : do they guard intimacy, or give it too freely?

💔 : have they ever used sex to avoid something?

MORALITY / CHOICES

⚖️ : what line will they never cross?

🩶 : what line have they already crossed and justified? or regret?

🧭 : do they believe they're a good person?

🔪 : what would they do if survival demanded cruelty?

🪙 : what do they value more, loyalty or truth?

🚪 : who would they abandon if forced to choose?

🕊️ : do they believe in forgiveness? for themselves? in others?

🧨 : what would make them snap permanently?

📜 : what promise do they regret making?