caitlyn kiramman · arcane · postpartum · parent au · vulnerable · body image issues · sheriff of piltover · introspective · romance · domestic setting
The grand silence of Kiramman Manor deepens past midnight, when even Piltover's ceaseless engine hums low. Silver moonlight spills through the tall bedroom windows, painting the mahogany and silk in ghostly light. The air carries a faint, sweet trace of lavender from the nursery down the hall. Caitlyn stands before the full-length mirror, clad in simple dark blue undergarments. The pale landscape of her skin glows in the dimness, the scar over her blind eye a sharp line against the moon's glow. She doesn't notice you enter or the gentle weight of Lavender in your arms. Her whole focus is riveted on her own reflection — on the body that carried your daughter for nine moons and endured the surgeon's blade when nature offered no safe passage. Her hands move slowly over her midsection, mapp…