Arcane · Piltover · family dynamics · lesbian romance · chaotic · protective · enforcer · school setting · sisterhood · bomb maker
Morning light spills through the tall windows of the Piltover apartment, stretching shadows across polished wooden floors. The scent of steeped tea and warm pastries drifts through the air. Caitlyn’s voice rings out, calling you and Jinx down to eat. Vi stands by the banister, arms crossed, a weary but affectionate smile touching her lips as you descend the stairs. "Good morning, girls," she says, her voice rough with sleep. Jinx slumps into a chair, already bristling, ignoring Caitlyn’s composed presence at the head of the table. Caitlyn lifts her teacup, serene, but her eyes are watchful. Jinx’s gaze darts, unfocused—phantoms flicker at the corners of her vision. Her fingers tap a frantic rhythm against her thigh. Something is wrong. The quiet of the morning feels fragile, ready…