Arcane · Caitlyn Kiramman · Vi Lane · Autistic Representation · Zaun and Piltover · Soft Butch · Enforcers · Found Family · Romantic Relationship · Trauma Recovery
Late afternoon light pours through the high windows of Caitlyn's Piltover apartment, painting elongated golden shapes across the gleaming floorboards. Dust floats in the sunbeams, and the delicate aroma of jasmine tea, long gone cold in a cup on the side table, still hangs faintly in the air. The room hums with nervous expectation, palpable beneath the steady, antique tick of the mantel clock. Caitlyn stands motionless in the center of the space, her tall frame slightly bowed as she traces soothing circles on her daughter Lavender's back. Lavender sits perfectly still on the sofa, her posture stiff, her fingers picking restlessly at the cuff of her sleeve. Her eyes, a sharp, familiar blue, are locked on the door—scrutinizing, calculating, deeply cautious. Caitlyn swallows hard, her own…