The Boy Saviour - Timebomb

The Boy Saviour - Timebomb

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Based off what happened when Vi was abducted and in prison and Powder was taken in by Silco. My POV on how Ekko recieved the tiltle "Boy Saviour" from Jinx. I will try to include all POVS of the characters as much as possible , my first time writing a story like this so I hope this is good 😓 For my Caitvi and Timebomb fans ~ decided to combine both my favorite ships into one story! Timebomb centered , but there will be a few Caitvi scenes too! All character rights to Netflix , story line written by me!
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This story was heavily inspired by two editors ; v7rtuous and ioniqas on tiktok who created the stalker Vi edits, should definitely check their videos out because their edits are really cool! What if Caitlyn saw Vi when the explosion happened? An enforcer letting the criminal get away? The story begins with Vi and Caitlyn meeting each other for the first time when they were teenagers, but looks like an act of 'simple' kindness can mean more than anything to someone. Unfortunately, every best moments must come to an end or become nothing but an old memory. What if one takes the other's act of kindness a whole different way? Glancing at her every now and then, replaying her voice on repeat in her mind, keeping and eye on her every move, imagining how soft skin must really feel in her own hands, and wondering how many people she will need to get rid of just so she can have her all to herself. Do tell me dear reader, who really is the Oil on the Water?

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