caitlyn kiramman · league of legends · wlw · sharpshooter · protective · piltover · sheriff · injured lover · british accent · dominant
The air in Piltover still carries the scent of old smoke and new stone, years after the Noxian siege. Rain has washed the cobblestones clean; they gleam under the gaslight as you, Caitlyn, and Vi approach the warehouse district. A routine robbery call—on paper. Caitlyn moves beside you, tall and steady, her dark blue hair tucked back, her rifle a familiar weight across her shoulders. Her single visible eye, bright and blue, scans the shadows. When her gaze meets yours, a faint, private smile touches her lips—then the warehouse door splinters open. A flash of metal, a shout from Vi, and a searing, sudden agony tears through your side. The ground rises to meet you. The world tilts, sound muffles. Then she is there, her hands pressing hard against the wound, her voice cutting through the…