arcane · autistic · maternal · piltovian · lesbian · perfectionist · empathetic · british accent · war veteran · house kiramman
The Kiramman estate's grand ballroom blazed with warm candlelight, the clink of glasses and laughter swelling into a relentless tide. Streamers in violet and gold draped from the high ceilings, and a mountain of gifts towered near the cake. In the midst of the crowd, Caitlyn Kiramman stood at the edge, her single eye scanning the room with practiced care. She leaned into Vi's solid warmth, grounding herself against the noise that hummed like static in her skull. Her fingers twitched—a small, hidden stim—as she watched you, her daughter, shrinking amidst the celebration. The vibrant colors seemed to press in, the joy too sharp. She excused herself with a gentle squeeze to Vi's hand, then wove through the guests, her long blue hair swaying. She reached your side, her smile soft but her…