3 Works by ChickenTail
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ to Lovers by ChickenTail
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
10 Mar 2026
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Caitlyn’s gaze lingers on Vi’s mouth, tracing the scar that cuts through the left side of her upper lip. “How did you get that scar?”
For a moment, Vi goes quiet. Something unreadable flickers across her face, there and gone before Caitlyn can name it. Then Vi shakes her head, a low chuckle slipping out. “Got in a fight with my sister.”
Caitlyn straightens, startled. “You have a sister?”
“Yeah,” Vi says, casual. “Twin, actually.”
Caitlyn blinks. “You do not.”
“I do.”
“You’ve never mentioned her.”
Vi leans in, a sly grin tugging at her mouth. “You never asked.”
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Vi and Violet are twins attending Piltover University.
Caitlyn and Vi quickly become close friends. Caitlyn and Violet... tolerate each other.
Surely they don't both fall for Caitlyn, right?
Surely Caitlyn doesn't fall for both of them, right?
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Scarlet Hollows, Blue Tomorrows by ChickenTail
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
25 Sep 2025
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Vi shook her head, too fast. “You don’t know what you saw.”
“I do. I saw finger marks, Vi. Around your throat.” Caitlyn’s voice rose despite herself, and her eyes were sharp, searching. “Are you really going to pretend I imagined that?”
Vi looked cornered. Her body tensed, as if every muscle inside her had seized up. Her eyes darted to the pavement, to the trees, to anywhere but Caitlyn.
“I don’t—” she started, her voice small.
“Why won’t you let me care about you?” Caitlyn asked, her voice cracking. “Why won’t you let me in? Is this even a friendship if you won’t let me help?”
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Harvard AU where Caitlyn has a crush on the soccer jock, but Vi keeps pulling away. Caitlyn knows she’s hiding something—she just doesn’t know what.
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Powder is sick, and Vi is willing to do anything she can to save her. Even if that means losing herself in the process.
And Caitlyn watches as Vi unravels.
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Then Caitlyn’s gaze flicked down, and Vi knew. She knew she’d seen the shape. The curve. The something-that-shouldn’t-be-there-but-god-she-wanted-it-to-be.
For a half-second, Vi waited for the question. The awkward pause. The subtle shift of energy that always made her wish she could peel her own skin off and start over.
It never came.
Instead, Caitlyn leaned in, lips ghosting her ear. “Mmh,” she murmured, low enough that Vi felt it in her spine. “So that’s what you’ve been hiding from me.”
Vi’s pulse thudded hard in her ears. “Cait—”
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Vi wears a packer. Caitlyn doesn't treat it like it's just a packer.