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crusty-chronicles · 1 year

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Airheaded S/O Headcannons #7: Jinx (Arcane)

Starting off on a strong point, you are her everything.

She's known you since the days when Vander was still around.

You were the clumsy kid who competed with Ekko to bring her juice (Even if you always spilled it anyways)

You were the only one who managed to mess up worse than her

And as Powder, she used that to her advantage whenever someone called her a jinx

"Y/n broke five glasses yesterday by just standing, but I'm the jinx?"

But even back then it wasn't coming from a bad place, more of an understanding one.

Zaun didn't take too kindly to screw-ups, and you two were probably the biggest.

You weren't there the night everything went to shit.

So when you showed up to the bar the next day and both Benzo and Ekko were missing, you just assumed they'd quit and abandoned it.

A few days later and a man named Silco came in saying 'the bar was under new management.'

To which you replied with an 'okay!' 😃 just happy to have people again.

Then you saw Powder by his side and raced behind the counter to get her favorite juice

Only to end up faceplanting on the floor as you tripped, then proceeded to try again about 6 more times.

It resulted in Jinx smiling for the first time in days.

From then on, you're hers forever. No take backsies 😡😡😡

Whenever she wants to get away from the hallucinations voices, she'll stop by the newly renovated bar/brothel and watch you attempt to hand out drinks.

Seeing you spill it over the patrons and having them not being able to do a damn thing about it brings her so much joy.

She 100% babies you and makes Silco's henchmen do the same.

You cut yourself with glass?

Don't worry, Mama's here with a very colorful bandage and a kiss to top it off.

Having problems with the Enforcers?

Silco's paying them off (threatening them) so they leave you alone.

Inhaled too many toxic fumes and got sick?

Only soup and warm blankets for you. And cuddles. And mayhaps a bedtime story.

You are the only person allowed to call Jinx 'Powder'.

She'll kill anyone else

In Zaun, you have to be strong to survive.

And in your special case, you've punched someone harder than Vander with his gloves because they said something mean about Jinx.

The patrons at the bar all of a sudden don't wanna fight you when you make a mess.

Silco, although he despises anyone that tries to get close to his daughter, will tolerate you simply because you're too stupid to be a threat.

Although he does also like that you can hold your own if push comes to shove

He doesn't want a weakling to drag down Jinx.

It's a fact that Jinx is a brainiac when it comes to tech.

Whenever she's working on a new bomb or upgrading FishBones, she's always rambling on to you about how it works.

Even if you have no clue and stare all blank faced.

A look she adores and calls your 'thinking face'

She won't ever make fun of you for not getting things right away because you have so much more to offer than your non existent brain.

You've been there for her through everything and not once did you ever call her a jinx

Even now you don't call her by her new name.

She'll be having an episode, shouting at people who weren't there anymore, and you always wait for her to get her bearings with her favorite juice placed in front of her.

Jinx has two rules for any people that cross her path

#1 Don't bring up the Vander incident

#2 Don't call Y/n an idiot.

Anybody who tries the second is immediately shot on the spot.

No slander will be tolerated.

You two haven't officially asked the other out.

It's more of an 'I'm yours and you're mine' kinda thing.

Jinx likes to call you sunshine because you're the only light in a very dark world.

Other favorites include: sweets, baby, tough stuff, and the occasional toots

Jinx has never really had anything to call her own, so she will absolutely get jealous if someone has your attention for 1 second.

Why do you wanna even talk to anybody else? Is she not good enough anymore?

"I'm just trying to earn tips, but if you want me to take the rest of the night off I will. You're perfect, Powder."

And she's sobbing, smooshing herself against you to get as close as possible.

She's got you in a death grip saying 'she loves you so much' and 'that she's sorry' and 'wants you to keep working'.

But she makes you promise to take the next day off so she can spend the day talking your ear off while cuddling.

You're her everything, even if most of the time you're a bigger jinx than she is.

NEXT UP: Giovanni Potage

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Then we start to circle back around, so stay tuned 🤞🤞🤞

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sivyera · 10 months

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Dating Ekko but Vi has a crush on you...

so let's start from the beginning (from the start it's kinda boring ngl)

you, ekko, powder and vi (also with mylo and claggor before their death) were childhood friends

but after vander's, mylo's and claggor's death, after silco took jinx under his wing and after vi was put in jail, everything change

you didn't saw ekko or anyone else for a long time, so you were alone

but one night after many years, firelights found you and kinda kidnap you if i can call it like that

you had a bag over your head so you couldn't see anything, but you heard someone walking around you

that someone took the bag off your head, she squinted at the light and then you saw a person with and owl looking mask?

you frowned and you switched to defense mode, asking questions like who is he, what he want, etc..

the person didn't say anything and took off his mask slowly

you gasped when you saw ekko, but now he wasn't as cute as he was when he was a lil kid, he was hot

he released you out of handcuffs and you immediately hugged him, he hugged you back

well after that you talked for hours, telling each other what happened etc

ekko showed you what he built over those years and you loved it

and you loved it to the point that you become a firelight and you were ekko's right hand (but don't tell scar;))

and after few months you two started dating

so ekko now captured vi and had a 'little' talk with her and when they went to release caitlyn from her handcuffs, you were there

you were standing in front of caitlyn giving her some food so she can get a bit energy

vi didn't recognize you at start but when you turn to face her she was amazed, you change a lot

you walked towards her or that what she thought

you walked towards ekko, who was sitting next to her, you bend down to give him a kiss on his forehead

when you bend to kiss him, vi and caitlyn could perfectly see your ass, which made caitlyn blush and vi smirk

vi liked you for a long time but she didn't really thought about love when she was a kid

but when she realized you're dating ekko, ohoho she didn't like it a bit

she was jealous, like a lot but she could hide it well (that what she thought)

she thought that she was better partner for you, she was older and stronger, etc

she tried to restore her relationship with you, because she didn't see you for years, so ekko didn't mind at first

but ekko isn't stupid and he notice that vi is more touchy with you and she is always checking you out

so he became jealous as well

so whenever vi was nearby, he put his arms around your waist or kiss you

vi just rolled her eyes but inside she was furious

vi flirted with you, a lot

sometimes her and ekko get into a fights because of you, but nothing serious just vi picking up on ekko telling him tha you deserve someone mature or a real (wo)man

vi makes fake scenarios in her head when she sees you and ekko kissing, hugging or just holding hands, imagining that she was at ekko's place

ekko would sometimes complain when you two cuddle or are alone that vi is looking at you too much and that you gave her too much attention, i have to admit that he is also kinda insecure that you will leave him, but he just loves you with his whole heart

she would also stare at you, just admiring your beaty and ekko didn't like it, like he agree with her that you are beautiful, but you were his and his only

when he gets more jealous or just overwhelmed with things, he would fuck you all night, make you moan his name for vi to hear and he would mark your neck with hickeys for vi to see them the next day (yk let her know who you belong to)

it kinda affect their friendship because vi is stubborn and she can't give up or take a hint

and ekko definitely wouldn't give you to her, you are everything to him

I hope you like it guys, I thought this would be cool idea and in my head it seemed like it but rn idk how to feel about it:)

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girlboypersonthingy · 8 months

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How would my Arcane girls (Jinx and Vi) react if they were chilling and lying on the bed with reader and reader told them: „I want to be honest with you. I’ve never kissed anyone, never been in a relationship before. You’re my first” and tried to quickly walk away because was afraid of response?

NOOO CUZ WHY IS THIS SO CUTE ??? I love this sm wow thank you❣️ I know Vi and Jinx gotta be pretty inexperienced too. Aww I 💜 these girls~ ENJOY ANON 😚

VI 💘

It was early morning, almost 6 am and the sun was just starting to make the room glow. As you open your eyes, you realize you’re not in your own bedroom. This realization startles you a bit and causes you to sit up rather quickly. Finally, you look over and see Vi laying on her back, hands tucked behind her head as she glances over at you. “Morning, sweetheart.” She was in a sports bra type of top and her cotton candy hair was a bit messy. You can’t help but struggle to catch your breath as you feel your stomach drop and your face become hot. You’d fallen asleep in a VI’s bed for the first time ever. “M-morning. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep in here last night I just-“ You lose your voice suddenly as she turns towards you and slides her hand to the back of your head.

Before you know it, she’s pulling you in towards her as her eyes flutter shut. Oh god…is this it? Your first kiss?! Something in you makes you pull away slightly as your breath finally catches in your throat. Despite your slight pull, Vi continues to move closer and closer. You nearly choke as you try to muster up the courage to tell her what’s on your mind.

“Vi! Wait! Uhm…uh.” She pulls away and loosens her grip on you, her eyes opening to catch a glimpse of your shocked expression. “I…I’m sorry, (Y/N).” She looks away as if she’s ashamed of what she just did, she doesn’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to. “No no, it’s fine. I just…” She watches you closely, her mouth just barely hanging open. “Honestly…I’ve never kissed anyone before. I’ve never even dated anyone before you and I…I-I-“ Your train of thought has officially derailed, you’re just so close to her face and you’re still half asleep, your brain isn’t functioning correctly at the moment.

You decide to end your awkward suffering by quickly scurrying back to your own room and hiding from Vi for the next week, but as you try to stand from the bed, Vi grabs your arm firmly. As you turn to look at her, she loosens her hand on you but gently tugs at your arm. “Hey, don’t go. Finish what you want to say.” You’re hesitant to slump back into her bed but eventually you do, with bright red cheeks and avoidant eyes. You open your mouth to continue but the courage you felt a second ago is now long gone and only a soft whisper comes out before you divert your gaze from her. Vi decides to speak up instead.

“Well um…You’re uh…not my first kiss but you are my first serious relationship so I’m kinda new to this, too.” She pauses and lets out a frustrated sigh. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have tried anything, I just…I don’t wanna sound like a creep but I was watching you sleep for the last 20 minutes and you’re really fucking hot and you’re so kind and interesting and GOD you make me feel all giddy and excited and…like I have something to look forward to.” After her short ramble, she watches for your response with a small smile on her face.

“Well then…you can try to kiss me again if you want. Promise I won’t pull away this time.” Vi grins and let’s out a soft chuckle before she slowly leans in and presses her lips to yours, officiating your first kiss ❤️‍🔥

JINX 🦋

Jinx was bored, having no orders from Silco and nothing really major going on with her inventions and gadgets. She was having a sort of writer’s block but with chaos and fun. In response, she just had to come find you and bother you a bit for her own entertainment. Jinx scurries around to find you and she finally does, sitting on your bed fiddling with something. She silently sneaks up behind you then shouts as she grabs your shoulders. This causes you to jolt in your spot and let out a startled yelp which makes Jinx burst into laughter.

“Woo! That was a good one, I got you so good!” You smile and let out a nervous laugh as you relax your body again. You look back to see her sprawled out in the bed behind you, smiling so big. “You’re a jerk.” She just continues to laugh in reply. “What do you even want? Can’t you see I’m busy here.” Your tone was harsh but you’re having trouble holding back your smile and you just can’t fool Jinx. “Mmmmhhhmmm I see that smile, you’re not really mad at me.” Jinx slithers her way across the bed so fast it makes your head spin and suddenly, now she’s standing right in front of you and you have no way of hiding your face from her. You bite your lip and try to force the smile back and the look on your face gives Jinx an idea.

Jinx reached out to touch you and everything suddenly felt so unreal, like a dream or something. Her cold, thin fingers gently graze your cheek as she gives you a very convincing guilty puppy dog look, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout. Your smile has turned into a open mouth, wanting to speak but not sure what to say. She’s never touched you this way and her face has never been this close to yours. You don’t notice at first but you’re holding your breath, waiting to see where this is going.

“You’re not…really mad at me…right, (Y/N)?” Her voice is so soft compared to her normal volume and she really is a great actress, you’re not sure if this is real or not. Your voice begins with a squeak so you clear your throat and then finally respond. “N-no.” She moves closer, her eyes looking back and forth between your eyes and your lips, and you can feel her breath ever so slightly on your face. “Promise?” And all you can do is nod in reply. “Then show me you’re not mad at me…with a kiss.” She lets out a sweet giggle at the face you’re making then leans forward, her bright blue eyes closing slowly as you lean away. Suddenly, you catch your breath and now you’re panting and panicking.

“Jinx! Jinx, wait!” She pulls back, eyes wide as she watches you. “You… don’t want to kiss me?” Now you’re sure her sad expression is real. “No, I do but I uh…I-I’ve never…kissed anyone before though.” You look away from her and try to stand, wanting to get out of this excruciatingly embarrassing situation but before you can get to your feet, Jinx is smiling bigger than ever and she reaches out to hold your face in her hands again. She essentially pulls you back down by your blushing cheeks.

“OH MY GOD, YOU’RE SUCH A LITTLE VIRGIN!!! YOU’RE SO PRECIOUS!” She’s practically screaming as she pulls your face close to hers and gently touches the tip of her nose to yours. This makes you chuckle softly at how funny she is but you’re still nervous. “Sorry, I uh…I don’t really know how to-“ Jinx interrupts you by gently pressing a very soft and very quick kiss to your parted lips, literally making your heart stop. “There! Now you’ve kissed someone. The “first time” thing is soooo overrated. Nooowwww…I can teach you the good stuff.” She winks at you then bites her lip nervously. “If you want, I mean!”

She’s not trying to pressure you, she’s just over enthusiastic about kissing you for the first time and she wants more, but she also cares about you and your boundaries. So she watches your face as you think about it, her cheeks just barely pink with want for you.

“Okay fine, but no tongue.” “Awww what?! That’s the best part, (Y/N)!” “Ew, you’re so gross!”

And then you proceed to share lots of soft, small kisses with NO TONGUE and you two can’t stop laughing and smiling against each others’ lips.

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ghostchems · 4 months

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thief - silco x female!reader

desperate for shimmer, you steal some from the last drop and make your escape

me less than an hour ago:

tags: first time writing silco! let me know what ye think. PLEASE CHECK OUT THE FOLLOWING WARNINGS: drug addiction, drug abuse, shimmer, shimmer abuse, p in v sex, fingering, silco is a bad man and reader is v desperate but also kinda into it? 2.2k words. ao3 link.

The pavement thuds beneath your feet, running like your life depended on getting away. You’ve stolen something, something so small it couldn’t possibly be missed, right? Your hand grips it so tight, afraid that if you can’t feel the smooth glass it will somehow disappear from your fingertips. Small pieces of rubble start to get into the holes in your shoes which leads to you slowing your run to a steady jog and then peeling off into the next alleyway. You are panting, trying to catch your breath as you slither deeper into the dimly lit street. A success. It was a success. You were surprised by how easy it was. You slipped into The Last Drop at peak business hours (12am) and mingled within the crowd, pickpocketing one of the servers of a “shimmer shot”. You hung around for about fifteen more minutes and then peeled out of there.

You only took enough to give yourself a little push. The withdrawal symptoms have been intensifying over the last few day, to the point that this small instance of thievery seems justified. Money is tight. You’d buy some if you could. What is the harm of taking some from the largest producer in the lanes? They wouldn’t miss one small vial. They probably don’t even know it’s gone. You open your hand to look at it, the purple liquid glowing in the darkness of the alleyway. A shattered breath leaves your lips, feeling the familiar shaking in your hand and the buzz in your head. You could take it right now, swallow it down in one gulp, instead of saving it for when you get home. It would give you more energy for the remaining trek, wouldn’t it? You’re too trapped in your thoughts to notice him emerge from the shadows.

“Give that here, girl.” There’s an edge to Silco’s voice but also an air of exasperation. You’re wrenched from your thoughts only to meet his mismatched glare, one eye cool blue and the other black with a fiery orange iris. The Eye of Zaun. Your breath catches in your throat, your hand immediately closing around the purple vial.

“This is mine.” You’re not convincing anyone.

“You think I don’t recognize my own product?” Cold and unamused. Silco steps closer to you, his orange iris fixated on you as he holds his hand out. “Hand. It. Over.”

“Please. It’s so small. I… I went through a lot to get it.” You are sputtering, the idea of the vial being ripped from you almost bringing you to tears. He can see it in your eyes — you’re addicted. Addicted to his drug. An opportunity has presented itself to him, should he be in the mood to take it. Silco says nothing, his hand still outstretched to you. You give a strained whine and hand it over, your hand shaking as you drop it into his palm. “Be thankful I am letting you off with a warning, girl.” He hisses, closing his hand around the vial.

“Wait.” Your hand latches onto his coat, a bold move but you don’t want him to leave. Silco’s face twists in annoyance but he stays silent, even as you close the distance between the two of you. A last ditch, desperate effort. Your hand feels the soft material of his jacket lapel under your fingers. Silco’s jaw tightens, his mismatched glare boring into your face. You exhale, drifting your fingertips to the collar of his shirt and stroking where it meets his neck. He doesn’t stop you, which makes you push the boundaries further, touching his neck and then his jaw. Silco has seen this many times before but… but it’s been a while since he’s let himself indulge. He’s a busy man — ensuring the successful distribution of shimmer hidden beneath legitimate business dealings all while trying to raise a daughter. Your desperation is so delicious to him in this moment, his lips twitching into a barely perceivable smirk. You chew on your lower lip as your hand creeps further up to his cheek, stroking it with your thumb. He hasn’t shooed you away yet, much to your surprise. You wonder why but the thought is clouded by your extreme awareness of the vial of shimmer in his hand, so close to you now. The gravel crunches beneath your feet as you raise yourself up on your tippy toes in order to reach him. You lean in, the tips of your noses touching before you press a chaste kiss to his lips.

“P-please, Silco.” You’re begging now, your lips against his, feeling his soft breath start to pick up. You tilt your head and kiss him again, starting off with light, sensuous pecks before licking into his mouth, tasting the smoke on his tongue. Silco’s mouth drops open further, allowing you more access, his tongue curiously working against yours but letting you lead. Your spare hand moves up his chest then closes around his hand that holds the vial. All you have to do is work it out of his hand or make out with him enough to make him not care anymore. Easy, right? You embellish a moan into the kiss and then drag your teeth along his bottom lip.

Silco’s arm shoots out and seizes you by the neck, driving you back into a nearby wall. Your fingertips brush against the vial just as you’re thrown backwards, your hands moving to clutch at his arms. Air depletes from your lungs while you gasp, your eyes bulging from their sockets. Silco is strangling you, squeezing the air from your body but his face is cold, indifferent. He lifts the vial so that it’s in your view, secure between two fingers. Your grip on his arm loosens and your eyes fall to the shimmer, once again within your grasp. He tilts his head, watching your reaction to it — expecting nothing short of you reaching out to grab it yourself.

“All that trouble for the smallest amount — not even enough to keep the withdrawal symptoms at bay for long.” Silco hums and starts to unscrew the cap of the vial with his fingers. *You must need it.” He brings the vial just short of your lips, your breath catching in your throat. Your mouth waters from how close it is, practically able to taste it on your tongue. A groan rumbles up his chest and he loosens his grip on your neck and slips his hand behind your head, fingers knotting in your hair. He tilts the vial up, the shimmer flowing steadily down your throat. You’re barely able to swallow it down before Silco’s mouth is crushed against yours, the vial shattering on the ground as his hand moves to squeeze your butt. It feels like he’s devouring you, losing yourself in him and the shimmer that explodes in your system. Your body lurches forward with a shriek, your nerves firing on all cylinders but he keeps you caged against the wall with his strong arms.

“Turn around.” He demands in a low growl against your lips. You find yourself doing as you’re told without thinking twice, clumsily moving your body while your head feels like it’s floating off of your shoulders. Even from the small amount your vision is already blurred and your limbs are loose, disconnected from the orders your brain is giving. Silco grows impatient, his large hands grab you by the shoulders and forces your chest against the wall, a shiver running through him at just how pliable you are beneath his fingers. You groan, your head spinning from the sudden movement, lolling to lean back on his shoulder. His breath is hot in the shell of your ear as his hands start to tug at your waistband, fingertips brush along the sensitive skin on your hip giving you goosebumps. Your face flushes, heat spreading through you as you start to fully comprehend that how badly he must want you. You arch your back into him and you can feel him already half hard against the curve of your ass.

His cock pulses at the movement, a low grunt in your ear as he starts to work your pants down. A slender finger strokes along your slick folds, earning quiet whimpers from you. Each stroke applies more pressure than the last until his finger is deep inside you, massaging at your inner walls. You can’t help but moan, the shimmer heightening some senses yet dulling others at the same time but you know that this feels unbelievably good. Silco slips two more fingers in, easing you open to prepare you for his throbbing cock, giving a satisfied groan by how receptive you are.

“An obedient little whore, willing to do anything for a taste.” He hisses in your ear while he removes his fingers from you, his other hand working down his slacks. You feel how wet you are, your juices running down the insides of your thighs. Silco gives himself three quick strokes, spreading your slick along his shaft. You try to angle yourself as he lines up with your entrance, raising yourself up on your tippy toes and keeping your front press against the wall. “Good girl.” He hums right as he plunges himself inside you, your walls stretching around him to adjust to his size. You curse under your breath, the only coherent sounds you’re able to make. Silco manages a few strong pumps before he falls out with an annoyed grunt, fingers digging into your hips and pushing you further against the wall. The head of his cock presses against your entrance but when he thrusts, it slips and runs along your wet lips. You whine and grind against him, seeking out his touch so desperately. The shimmer amplifies it and she feels everything, from each throb to the veins on the understand to his neat pubic hair that brushes her with each thrust.

A strangled growl rips from his throat and he hooks his arm underneath one of your legs and raises it to pin it against the wall. You’re fully exposed to him now, spread apart and vulnerable — but you don’t care, you’re committed and into it now. You’ve stolen from the Eye of Zaun only for him to let you off with a quick fuck, presumably as a warning. Silco positions himself again and fucks into you with a sharp breath, holding still as he presses his nose against your ear. His hips snap again and your mouth drops open, a deep moan tumbling out of it. He fills you so perfectly, hitting that spot deep inside that makes your head spin and your muscles contract. You push back against each of his hungry thrusts, his thighs slapping against your ass loud enough that it echoes down the alleyway. Silco’s hand finds it’s way to your hair and pulls at it, twisting your head to face him.

He wants to see you. He wants to see the purple in your eyes, how heavy your eyelids must be by now, and how clenched your jaw must be. You meet his gaze and he sees most of what he’s looking for but your jaw is looking slack, relaxed even. Silco pounds into you once more and holds himself still, a huff leaving his lips as he watches your eyes flutter, teeth worrying at your bottom lip. You are so ripe for the taking that he can’t hold back, he has to chase it, to break you down in his arms and spill his poison inside you. His thrusts become frenzied, so deep and reckless that you can hardly see straight. Your eyes squeeze shut and you give another quiet moan, nails digging into the cement wall. He watches as the immense pleasure twists your face, making him growl and press his forehead hard against yours, feeling his sharp breaths on your lips. Silco doesn’t kiss you but he keeps his eyes on yours, the gentle lull of his teal eye and the combative danger of his orange one, both of which have a small tint of purple from your blurred vision. Two more thrusts and he’s there, flooding you with his cum as you feel his shattered breath on your face.

He slinks away, leaving you quivering against the wall, dropping your knee so your feet are on the ground. There’s nothing left for you to focus on, nothing more for you to feel and you start to spiral, your head leaning into the cement wall. Is he gone? It’s all too much. You’re head spins and you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to ground yourself as a shiver downs your spine. Just as you’re about to sink to the ground, you feel his warm breath against your neck. Silco slips something into your jacket pocket.

“For your troubles.”

You’re not sure how much times has passed since the words filled your ears. When you turn around he’s gone, but you feel like the rush is finally wearing off. You shamefully pull your pants back up, your gaze darting around with the realization that anyone could have seen. The same rubble in your shoe stabs into the balls of. your feet. You lean against the wall, still dazed when your hand settles in your pocket.

You pull out another vial of shimmer and you’re left with the same dilemma.

Take it now? Or at home?

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lullabyes22-blog · 3 months

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FnF Characters in an Acting AU + Shipping AMV Reactions

For you @frostybearpaws

Mel: Former model. Not just any model, mind you. We're talking Iman or Naomi Campbell levels of powerhouse. She is the muse for a dozen fashion brands, from Versace to St. Laurent. Fluent in a half-dozen languages. Has an MA in art history. A prodigy at piano and harpsichord. Her social media is sublime eye candy; she is lauded as a style icon, and highly sought after by Vanity Fair and Vogue for covers.

Champions tirelessly for better roles for black women in TV and film. Outspoken advocate of the #MeToo movement. Passionately antiwar, and works with a number of educational advocacy groups. Has even made a formal speech before Congress.

re: the AMVs - "Oh this is delightfully done." Flattered by the passionate responses of fans, and amused by the spirited fanbase split between Meljay and Melco. When asked who she ships: "Meljay, I'm afraid. Silco has his charming qualities. But Mel needs someone who will prioritize her, and only her."

Violet: Relative newcomer. Mostly typecast in sporty 'tough chick' roles. Had a big breakout role in a "Bend it Like Beckham" type early 2000s film. The scriptwriters chickened out with a heteronormative ending, but fans latched on to all the queer subtext in film. She's got a huge Insta following, due to her popularity in the fandom, her status as an LGBTQ+ icon, or her being an ex-pro athlete.

She's a big proponent for more diverse representation in pop culture. She also has a degree in gender studies, and is an avid fanfiction reader. She's even written some smutty one-shots of her own <3

re: the AMVs: "Wow. Just... wow." Speechless at how horny y'all are. Like, off the chains horny. And she's totally not judging. At all. But... "Damn. Take a cold shower, guys."

Sssh. She ships CaitVi too. And she agrees the Nao arc was uncalled for. "Idk what the writers were thinking. Vi would never cheat on Cait. Even if they did break up." </3

Jayce: Child actor who was thrust into the limelight after starring in a 1990s sitcom. It was cancelled, but ended up having a massive cult following. His last big project was the 2000s comedy flick, "Freaks of Zaun," which, despite a critical drubbing, remains a favorite of the genre. He's kind of a douche irl, but fans are still super into him. He's also an influencer, and runs a successful YouTube channel where he posts workout routines, travel vids, and other lifestyle-adjacent stuff.

Huge fanboy of his own character, and never shuts up about him.

re: the AMVs: "You know what? I kinda get it. These are pretty good." Is a little miffed at the whole "Jayce is an idiot" meme. “Look, he's a fucking scientist. I don't think a stupid guy could pull off the invention of Hextech." He also doesn't appreciate the ship wars, especially when it gets into toxic territory. "C'mon, guys. It's acting. There are no actual relationships. Don't turn this into a hatefest."

Has gotten cancelled once already. He's since learned not to touch that particular can of worms.

Ships MelJay and tolerates JayVik. Blanches at the mention of JayCo.

Jinx: Total newbie to the industry. Was a former gymnast, and an Olympian in the making. A torn meniscus put her out of the competition. Her agent, who'd been trying to convince her to switch to acting, seized the opportunity to get her in front of the camera. She's never had a day's training. But she's a natural. Her energy is infectious, and her charm is unmatched. A real sweetheart, too. Loves dogs and is a vegan. Advocates tirelessly for animal rights.

re: the AMVs: Shrieking at the first video like a kid in a candy shop. "Is this real? How do I join?" The first to suggest livestreaming the cast's reactions. She's not a fan of shipping wars, but has a live-and-let live attitude. Will scroll through instagram liking any video or post that has #Timebomb in the tag - her favorite ship, btw. She also likes Melco, Sevilco and JayVik.

But not Cait/Vi. Or Jinx/Silco.

"Just... yuck."

(CaitVi shippers accuse her routinely of homophobia. She's not homophobic. She's ace-aro. She's just finds the CaitVi pairing boring.)

Sevika: A rising star, and a fan favorite. She was a former MMA fighter before an accident left her with a paralyzed left arm. She'd been content to go the rest of her life as a trainer, until a talent scout noticed her. She was cast as a supporting character in a cop procedural. It ran three seasons, but her charisma made her a longstanding fandom icon. Audiences in FnF have been clamoring for more screen time, and the writers have been accommodating. Rumor has it that they're working on an origin story arc, where she'll be the main character.

re: the AMVs: "How'd this become a thing? You're all fucking weird." Has an opinion on every video. Doesn't hold back. Her reviews are highly anticipated, and fans love her blunt commentary. She doesn’t ship anyone. But she will like any MelCo tags that cross her Twitter feed.

Not because she thinks they're hot, but because she hates Jayce, and thinks it'd be fun to watch him suffer.

Married IRL to Mel, whom she met on set<3

Caitlyn: Nepo baby. Her parents were both Academy Award-nominated actors, who met while filming a romcom. They've had an on-again, off-again relationship for the last thirty years. Cait has been in the industry her whole life, and acting professionally since she was five. Her resume is filled with romantic comedies and period pieces. She's been compared to Audrey Hepburn, and is considered a classic Hollywood beauty. Originally, she was cast in the role of Nandi, opposite "young" Silco. But the Vekauran community derided the casting as whitewashing, and her chemistry with young Silco was totally lacking. She was recast as Vi's romantic interest, and the rest is history.

She's a huge fan of CaitVi, and is known for her frequent appearances at Comic Con. Always happy to pose with cosplayers of her character. She also has a penchant for weird memes.

re: the AMVs: Has a very strict rule about never Googling her name. Opts out of the shipping wars, too. "If it makes people happy, who am I to judge?"

Vander: Former action star, and a fan favorite. Played a superhero vigilante in the late 80s. Known for his iconic lines: "We can do this the easy way. Or the hard way." He had a string of hit films before the industry shifted away from the genre. His career suffered, and he found himself typecast in a string of poorly-received knock-offs of his old films. His final movie tanked at the box office, and he nearly threw in the towel. But his manager convinced him to audition for the show.

He and Silco are known for their on-screen chemistry, and were the subject of a lot of "Are they?" questions. In an interview with the Hollywood Reporter, Vander even stated, "Look, I'd do Silco. It's no secret." Which caused quite the stir on the internet. Sources still aren’t sure if he meant the actor or the character.

He's a huge fan of the show, and a proud member of the fandom. He ships Jinx & Silco, but as platonic soul-family. He's also a CaitVi and Timebomb fan.

re: the AMVs: "Aww, this is cute." He's the most positive out of the bunch. Is a bit weirded out by the fan obsession with his love life. "I mean, I'm flattered, really. But c'mon, guys. I have a husband." Is super active on Twitter, and frequently replies to fans.

Viktor: Little-known actor from a small country in Eastern Europe. He'd been an up-and-coming romantic hero, guest-starring in a popular soap opera. When a visa snafu kept him from appearing on the show, he was replaced. But the fans revolted. They loved the character, and didn't want to see him gone. The studio listened, and after he found good legal representation, he was able to secure a permanent work visa and keep the role.

Very sweet and reserved; he's not really into social media, or even the internet.

re: the AMVs: Totally geeking out over them. Has a huge crush on Jinxtor, but doesn't realize it's a no-no in the USA as Jinx is 18, and Viktor is 34. He enjoys JayVik as both a scienbros dynamic and as a romantic couple.

Favorite ship is SkyVik. He's even collaborated with a few AMV creators on Youtube on a whole collection of SkyVik videos.

"It's a tragic love story, no?"

Silco: Indie darling. He was a teen star in the early 80s, and garnered a small but loyal fanbase. His first film was a horror flick, where he played a troubled runaway who'd been possessed by a demon. The raw animalism of the performance garnered him a Golden Globe nomination, and his subsequent projects had a similar gothic flair. He's also starred in a number of subversive art house films. His breakout role was the dissolute vampire king in the cult classic, "Blood for Blood" - for which he snagged an Oscar nod.

IRL he's a vocal advocate for unionization, and regularly attends protests in support of worker's rights. Conversely, he's also a vocal proponent of capital punishment.

re: the AMVs: Is mystified at first. Then intrigued. Then appreciative. "This is quite good. The editing. The cinematography. The music. It's not all amateurish, as one might expect." Mostly, he's a silent observer. Always watching, and seldom commenting. A veritable mystery.

He ships CaitVi, but only for the aesthetic. Jilco gets a raised eyebrow and a headshake. Vanco gets a crooked smile. Sevilco, and he'll actually chuckle.

"You are a strange, strange people."

His favorite ship is Melco. Largely because he and Mel had a fling irl during his tenure on the show.

Ekko: Hearthrob of the fanbase. He's an influencer, and runs a YouTube channel where he reviews tech toys and gadgets. His fans are mostly teens, and he has an adorable 'too cool for school' schtick. He's a huge nerd, though, and is actually a prodigy when it comes to mechanical engineering. His parents were scientists, and he was homeschooled his whole life. He got his first TV role by winning a game show, where he had to create a prototype toy that would be marketed and sold to kids.

He's also the funniest out of the cast. And he knows it. Always quick with a zinger, and can turn even the most awkward situation into a comedy routine.

re: the AMVs: Cracks up over the first few videos. Then becomes an avid fan of the whole genre. Has a soft spot for Timebomb, but he and Jinx are friends irl, so he doesn't want to make things weird. Comes up with his own random ships to troll the fanbase.

Ekko/Vi - "A disaster. Imagine how awkward that would be."

Ekko/Mel - "She's totally out of his league. But I'm down to see how it would go."

Ekko/Sevika - "Now, that would be something. She is one hot mama."

Ekko/Jayce - "I'd top him. There, I said it."

Ekko/Cait - "She's totally a virgin. She'd die."

Ekko/Silco - "Fuck this guy, amirite? Literally."

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Imagine telling sevika "I‘d still love you without all those gorgeous muscles, you know that right?“ when noticing you‘ve been complimenting them a LOT lately

Thinking about this scenario I just picture that soft expression she has when talking to Silco about Jinx and relating it to her relationship with her father. 😭 Want to hug and hold her SO BAD!

AN: This got a little... angsty I guess? Nothing too bad. Just different than my normal vibe. Or maybe I just felt angsty while writing this, idk. I've been feeling kinda down in the dumps lately, particularly in the past several weeks or so, and I think it's starting to show in my writing, unfortunately. (It's certainly been a huge hindrance to writing in general. Output has been near zero, hence the lack of posting much beyond just little HCs, imagines, etc.) But hey, this is SFW, which is unusual for me! Still tossed it below the cut due to length.

I certainly would still love her all the same without those delicious muscles of hers. There are hundreds of reasons I'm crazy about her, and I imagine the rest of the Sevika simps feel the same. She's an incredible woman.

Sevika oozes confidence. She's clearly proud of her body (As she should be! She looks AMAZING at 40). She's got those toned abs and delightfully large bicep of hers on constant display. Not to mention those tight pants that hug her deliciously muscular legs. 🤤

However, she is human. I'm sure that somewhere beneath her cool, confident exterior there's bound to be some self-conscious feelings, some worries, some doubt. Especially if you've been so frequently pointing out her glorious physique. Sure, it's gonna feel great to her at first. She'll feel high as a kite that her favorite person finds her so amazing and attractive. But at some point, you gotta believe she's going to think about what she might look like in 10, 20, 30 years, if she ever gives up whatever strict regime she has to stay so fit. You can't possibly expect her to maintain that figure until she takes her last breath. It's unrealistic and unfair. I certainly wouldn't expect her to. So she probably wonders, what would you think of her then?

Weak. That's how she feels if she ever lets her emotions- her vulnerability- show. So she bottles them up. Keeps them buried deep inside where no one can find them. Covers them up with layers of hardened muscles, a stony expression, and a personality to match. ------------------------X------------------------ Post-workout routine with Sevika, you once again find yourself openly ogling her sweat-slick body. All those delicious muscles of hers just glisten and flex as she wipes herself down with a towel. Sevika catches you staring and that frown she tends to wear curls into a small, crooked grin. Realizing you've been caught, you speak your obvious thoughts aloud, "Janna, your body is so unbelievably sexy." You step closer to her and run a hand along her arm, paying special attention to her bicep. "So strong," you whisper, almost in a trance as you give the hard muscle beneath your hand a gentle squeeze. Your eyes drift back up to her face, just in time to spot that sexy smirk of hers deteriorating into something entirely different. Something... pained. Not wanting to let you read the thoughts plaguing her mind, Sevika turns away. Says nothing. Just hopes you can't see how her expression falls into that rare, soft, but dejected look. Like she's carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. But not even those broad shoulders can carry so much. And they'll only weaken with age, she thinks. And there's that awful word again. Weak. Despite her efforts to hide her feelings, you can spot that sudden change in her demeanor a mile away. The way her shoulders slump, her head drops just the slightest, her gaze goes distant, eyelids heavy over those gray eyes that threaten to expose the storm brewing behind them. You know that look. And you know exactly what's going through her head. So you cautiously step closer, knowing the subject matter is touchy with her. That really anything relative to her feelings puts her on the defensive. Slowly, you slide your arms around her waist from behind and gently pull her closer until your chest presses against the damp, heated skin of her back. You can feel how her body tenses at your touch, the physical affection. But you persist, with care. You rest your cheek just below her shoulder and just hold her, giving her a moment to adjust. Once you feel her start to relax, you finally speak. "You know I'd still love you even without all this muscle, right?" You ask softly. You don't truly expect her to answer. She hates talking about this 'shit' as she'd call it. And that's fine. You just want to let her know how you feel about her. To reassure her she's got you by her side. No matter what. "Your muscles are only one of the many things I love about you, Sev. I hope you know that," you continue on as you pull her closer and tighten your embrace. "Even if they fade away someday, you're still going to be the most gorgeous, charming, and amazing woman I've ever met. I'll always-" you give her a good squeeze for emphasis, "-love you." Sevika still says nothing, but when you press a chaste kiss to her back and feel her human hand slide over yours where it rests on her stomach, you know she's heard you. When she gives your hand an almost imperceptible little squeeze, you know she understands. When she finally turns to face you and pulls you in close, her lips tugging just the slightest at one corner while she peers down at you, you know she believes you. And when she bends down to capture your lips in what is most assuredly the sweetest kiss she's ever shared with you, you know her love for you is just as strong.

#arcane #sevika #sevika x reader #sevika imagine #arcane sevika x reader #honey writes

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Please, pleas consider an AU where Jayce tries to reject the council seat like maybe he says that he'll only take a seat if Viktor also has one,, and obvs there are 2 options either they say no and Jayvik can fuck off and do science in peace (i am in denial abt the up coming divorce) or they say yes and they both kinda suffer this time together edition!

Ugh, honestly option 1 would have solved so much… Jayce would have been spending more time in the lab, and they would have been channeling their collective energies into creating instead of solving trade disputes and Hexgate security issues. One of the main arguments they had was that Viktor thought they weren’t doing enough to use Hextech to help the people of the Undercity, and the reason for this was because Jayce was having to put all his energy into being a counselor. Jayce also would have noticed Viktor’s failing health a lot sooner, and likely also noticed how reckless he was being with the Hexcore, possibly avoiding the Sky situation entirely.

But option 2??? Oh my god, Viktor would have absolutely despised being a counselor… he would have been miserable and angry and bitter. I think he would have lasted a week tops dealing with their bureaucracy before he snapped and went full gremlin mode—letting loose a fully unhinged ten minute rant laden with the foulest language he can muster in two languages, leading to him (probably both of them) being censured and removed from the council. And possibly thrown in jail, haha.

But up until then, they might actually get some shit done with the council?? Like, yeah Viktor would have hated it (Jayce obv hated it too, but he sucked it up and tried to do his best), but with Viktor’s steadfast commitment to helping people and Jayce’s ability to turn that into a speech/presentation those bureaucrats would actually listen to? Damn, fucking power couple. Zaun may have had its independence much, much sooner, avoiding Silco’s entire campaign and Jinx’s extreme measures.

Ugh, what could have been…

#can I just say #from the bottom of my heart #OOF #arcane #jayvik #jayce talis #arcane Jayce #arcane viktor #Viktor arcane #asks #ace answers

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honey-tongued-devil · 2 years

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[arcane preferences] and their s/o reacting to the cold

▶ [Jayce, Viktor, Ekko, Marcus, Silco, Vander, Singed, Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Cassandra, Sevika] and their s/o reacting to the cold

[NdA]

And even the last exam was given, passed with 28/30. I was totally absent from the Arcane fandom but I swear I missed you so I'm here to offer you some domestic headcanon given the cold months, hoping to be forgiven (Small bonus for Viktor and Silco simps, the artist is @mochi-han Click here for Cozy Silco and Cozy Viktor

↠No use of "y/n", gender neutral reader (no pronouns for the reader) ↠TW: SFW, fluff, comfort, domestic ↠Character/s: gn reader, Jayce, Viktor, Ekko, Marcus, Silco, Vander, Singed, Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Cassandra, Sevika

【Jayce】

The golden boy hates the cold.

At the first drop in temperatures champagne aperitifs are replaced by evenings together with the blanket and hot chocolate.

In your home there is a kind of microclimate due the heating and the stove always on

Winter and autumn only have one positive aspect, and that’s the amount of time you spend together.

Shower together, bath together, on the sofa together... in short, a single entity until the temperatures return to be bearable

【Viktor】

Viktor doesn't mind the cold, plus he loves to dress in layers.

Which is why every time he comes home and finds you hiding under a fortress of blankets, he provokes you.

"I’ve always wanted to observe the phenomenon of hibernation, very fascinating indeed" is the greeting he uses to let you know he is there, waiting for a “welcome back home” kiss

He is not a person who loves constant physical contact too much but finds it essential to sit together in front of a crackling fireplace with a blanket on his legs and his notes

That’s why he often falls asleep with his head on your shoulder and books still open

Bonus, cappuccino is the blessing of the gods

【Ekko】

Little Man hates the cold with all his heart.

Living conditions worsen, moving becomes more difficult with limbs numbed by the cold but especially the lair becomes an orchestra of sneezes.

The number of times you find him standing on his bed, totally buried by his clothes, arms crossed and grumpy face is unquantifiable

The good thing is that he tends to becomes much more affectionate, if you find "affection" when he warms his cold hands on your belly with the excuse of hugging you from behind

bonus, is that kind of person who gets angry if while talking sneezes. Man, it’s hard to be convincing with wet nose

【Marcus】

He loves autumn, a little less winter.

The uniform of the cold seasons fits him so well, and coffee becomes more pleasant

But most of all, everything seems more romantic.

go home and go from the smell of rain to your perfume? The paradise of the senses. Dine together with something warm? He couldn’t ask for more from life.

From the first day of September he totally invigorates, to the point that sometimes when you meet in a room or in a corridor he can’t stop himself from grabbing your hand and let you pirouette in his arms, before stealing a kiss and returning to do what he was doing

The downside is that it rains often, so he often comes back drenched to the bone

which means hot bath together

【Silco】

The fancy man loves the cold.

When he was young, he hated it.

He used to live in the street, but now that he has a comfy place he finds it very relaxing. World it’s quieter when winter approaches.

He loves the smell of rain, but above all he loves how it mixes with that of tobacco.

The cold brings the intimacy of small gestures, like covering you with his coat when you take refuge in his office

He is not too domestic, but has his small exceptions: the hot coffee together, the fireplace, the slippers with which you can easily move some dance steps on the parquet

and fancy bathrobes, to be comfier

no other reason

【Vander】

This man has a kinda love kinda hate the cold.

He loves the feeling of warm sheets when the wind blows so loud outside that it howls, but with the onset of the cold the inn fills up so much that as soon as he sits on the sofa he falls asleep.

He loves to cook you very rich and hot meals in exchange for some extra pampering on the couch.

But at his expense he really suffers from the cold, so he will always have a very reddish nose and cheeks

He refuses to wear the scarf himself.

You have to put it on him, and each time he takes advantage of the proximity to kiss you quickly

【Singed】

He hates the cold.

Many ingredients are less available, the rain makes his laboratory less accessible and mold grow easier, plus the temperature drops so much to be unsustainable

He keeps old blankets in a metal cabinet, so that when you visit him you can rest without suffering too much cold.

for you the cold smells of coffee, because he makes sure to always prepare a little to warm you

he’s not a romantic man, but he’s aware that in winter it is particularly difficult to stay to his side, so he started a tradition: every year during the first snowfall he saves a single snowflake and treats it to make it eternal and give it to you

【Jinx】

She doesn’t like the cold but loves the attention that comes from it.

She hates having to wear scarves, hats and coats, so every day you have to bargain kisses, promise to her she’ll find her favorite sweets and compromises on evening cuddles

Absolutely everything in your outfits is matching.

In the house she wears colorful unpaired socks and moves by sliding from one room to another

Hates the rain but love the snow

if it snows you can be sure that she’ll drag you to Piltover

needless to say that from when comes the first cold until mid-spring Jinx will be constantly sick

【Vi】

Hates the cold

She gets sick easily, it gets dark quickly and she’s constantly worried about you.

Zaun, when it’s dark and cold, can be quite dangerous.

In the morning she won’t let you leave the house if you aren’t well covered, it doesn’t matter if you are hot.

Better to be warm than to get sick.

Same reason why as soon as you’re both at home you fill a hot tub with boiling water and take a bath together. To not get sick, of course.

in winter she becomes a little more beefy, which is why kinda live in her strong arms

【Caitlyn】

loves the cold.

Fireplace, candles, rain noise, snow, and the ever-present festive air of Piltover.

On the first day of cold, you change the cabinets and redecorate the home so that it’s as comfy and warm as possible

Kisses in the rain are her passion, in autumn, every time it rains she’ll ask you out just to squeeze you under the same umbrella and kiss you with water flowing through your hair

but even more she loves winter sweets

Every Friday she’ll ask you to cook one together, just to be able to spend time in complete tranquility

【Cassandra】

Cassandra loves the cold.

Elegant clothes, hot tea at all hours, but above all the indescribable peace that it brings

On evenings when you are totally alone, she fills the house with candles, lights the fireplace, warms towels and bathrobes and turns the gramophone of the living room on.

In particular she loves the rain

If she has the opportunity, she likes to read when it’s raining, and if you want she makes you put your head on her lap reading aloud, but it’s a very special cuddle.

On the first snow she opens a bottle from her private reserve, and every day he makes sure to have freshly baked treats to accompany the tea.

【Sevika】

The colder months doesn’t bother her, for sure anything is better than summer.

If it weren’t for the fact that rain often hinders dirty work, she would appreciate it more. Definitely.

The sound of the rain relaxes her, the cold makes her feel alive, and the house is much more welcoming when outside it seems that the sky is about to collapse.

She is not a clingy person, but for sure she loves to drink.

and drinking with you is one of life’s pleasures.

Alcohol is a great way to warm up, and if not enough you can always move under the blankets.

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plutoswritingplanet · 11 months

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And I'll Be Like Sugar (Silco x Female!Reader)

a/n: slowly but surely i'm migrating all my works from ao3 on here. this one's a bit old, back when Arcane was super popular and there wasn't as much Silco content out there. Cross-posted on AO3

Warnings: tender Silco (but not like, too tender), mentions of blood and violence, imbalance of power but not really, Silco's touch starved, s-m-u-t

Summary: After a job-gone-kinda-wrong, you get a visit from the Devil himself.

Your heavy boots are splashing the drain water with every step, as you fly through the Alleys, the shadow of pursuit hanging over you like a dark cloud. There is a small scroll in your hand, paper crumbled by your deathly grip. Inside is the key to a new Shimmer shipment, all the places, all the dates, straight up treasure. If you play your cards right, you could help your gang lift up higher from the ground, maybe enough to feel the sun on their fingertips.

The entrance to your lair is right in front of you, but instead you turn right, into a small back alley. You jump through a stinking cloud of pollution, remembering to hold your breath, as you immediately duck under some boards.

You crawl right to an entrance to the drain, kicking it up, before jumping towards a ladder. You can never be too careful, especially since the person you stole from was quite literally the most powerful man in the whole Underside, hell even on the top he was quite revered.

So powerful, in fact, that he couldn't comprehend the fact, that anyone would be so dumb, as to try and steal from him. And yet here you were, the biggest idiot on the face of the earth, currently jumping from roof to roof. The air is much thinner up here, easier to breathe. The familiar roof of your lair is getting closer, an open window upstairs awaits your arrival. For good measure, you throw a quick look behind, seeing nothing but empty rooftops. That finally soothes your worry, and you dive inside, feet first, landing on a dusty mat that has been moved under the window.

The place is warm inside, heat enveloping you almost instantly. Downstairs, you can hear your people chatting amongst the muted sounds of music. Shrugging off your coat and a scarf, you make the short treck to your office. Swinging the door open, you go straight to your desk, hiding the scroll in one of the drawers.

- Silco knows - a heavy voice of your right hand, Solomon, startles you.

He's standing there, leaning on the door frame, a deep frown settled on his features. Before you took over the organization, his scrutinizing gaze used to make your palms sweat with stress. Now, after years of working together, you've developed a mutual sense of respect.

- Knows what? - you ask incredulously, throwing a tired look over your arm.

This job has taken all your strength, rolled it up neatly and then chucked it down the drain. There was a throbbing pain beginning to bloom deep inside your skull, and you felt a familiar burn in your legs from pushing your body to its limits. You are going to be barely alive tomorrow, and quite possibly, you won't be able to move in the morning. Your bed is right there, behind a heavy curtain, and you feel a sudden need to plop down onto it.

- This isn't a joke, Y/N - Solomon sounds concerned, which in turn makes you concerned.

He's the most stern out of the entire gang, rarely showing any emotion, which is why, you turn to face him fully.

- He's probably already on his way here - Solomon takes a few steps inside the office, his heavy boots making the floorboards creak. - I don't know, what kind of agreement you two have, and frankly, I don't want to know. But this? - he motions to the drawer with an offended gesture - This is too much.

God, you should've locked the door behind you, that way you could at least pretend you're not here to answer all of that. Instead, you take a deep breath, pressing your pointer and middle finger to the bridge of your nose.

- It's just some shipment plans, he won't even notice the loss - your voice is calm and monotonous, like you're explaining the most mundane of things - I doubt he would treat it so personally, at most, he'll send one of his goons, and those I can deal with. No problemo.

Solomon doesn't look too convinced. He opens his lips to speak, but is promptly interrupted, as a scrawny looking kid barges into the office. He's barely standing on two legs, breathing heavily. When he looks up at you, you almost fall back at the panicked expression on his young face.

- Silco is coming here - he finally wheezes out, the words filling the room, soaking into the walls, the floor - I saw his men two streets away.

Fuck.

- Hide everything he doesn't know about, tell men to scram and not to engage - your decision is almost instant, leader skills coming to the forefront. - Bring him straight to my office, I'll deal with him myself... And don't look nervous, we did nothing wrong.

That's a fat fucking lie, you did several things wrong, starting with stealing from the damned man.

The boy nods and bolts out of the room, his high-pitched voice carrying through the corridors. Downstairs, you can hear your men run around, sounds of crates dragging on the floor make you wince. Solomon looks at you with a typical "I told you so" expression.

- It's all your fault, by the way - you stand in front of your desk with your hands crossed in front of your chest.

- My fault? How exactly is this my fault?

- Yeah, you spoke of the Devil.

The next ten minutes are filled with silent tension. You sit down behind your desk, hand subconsciously close to the treasure drawer, the other one supporting your chin. You look harmless enough, with tired eyes and disheveled hair. Hunched figure hanging over a bunch of papers. Old shipments you've dug out of some boxes.

Flour, eggs, clean water. Innocent enough.

Your heart starts jumping in rythmn as the sound of boots clicking on the floorboards fills the office. At this point you're able to recognize him by his footsteps alone. A confident walk of a man secure in his power. Before he enters, you manage to take one, calming breath, exhaling it in time with the creaking of the door to your office.

It's silent for a moment too long, and slowly, you drag your eyes up from the papers.

He's angry. You can tell by the evil glint in his dark eye, a terrifying image, but one you've seen quite often back in the day. You can deal with angry. Like always.

- Silco - your voice carries a steady, calm tune - What brings you here?

He's looking at you from above, somehow seeming even taller than you remember. Can men his age even grow? Probably not, must be the light. Or your nerves, which are currently wracking you from the inside.

- Don't play coy with me - he seethes through his slightly crooked teeth, something that makes him look even more intimidating, if it's possible.

You open your mouth to shoot something clever his way, but the thoughts dies down as quickly as it arrives.

- I said don't - there is a bark to his voice you didn't expect.

One of his eyebrows twitches slightly, and finally it downs on you.

He's not just angry, he's beyond furious.

You've dealt with furious significantly less than angry.

- Silco - you try with a gentler voice - It's nothing, you know it's nothing.

Wrong move. His evil eye gleams in the darkened room, a snarl settling on his lips as he takes two long steps towards your desk, nearly colliding with it. The pace at which he came at you makes you instantly recline back in your chair.

- It's not fucking nothing - his slim figure leans over the desk, sharp fingers dragging over the mahogany wood - We've lost a whole shipment yesterday, three weeks of work went to shit.

His voice is quiet, barely above a whisper and it makes the hair at the back of your neck stand right up. He's close, you can feel anger coming off of him in waves, invading your space in an intimidating aura. For such a lean person, he can be surprisingly nightmarish.

- I will not loose my product again, not one barrel.

- You won't exactly loose it - against all reason, the words leave your mouth, stunning him into silence - To loose something, you must be oblivious as to where it is. And you'll know where your one barrel...

The word "barrel" doesn't even fully leave your lips, before Silco collides his fist with the desk. You yelp, jumping in your chair. Your hands come up on instinct to shield yourself from... Well, from whatever is going to happen.

He has turned around, a frustrated groan leaving him, as he pushes stray strands of hair from his forehead. You can see the muscles of his back move.

- I should kill you for it - he sighs finally, after a tense moment of silence.

- You won't - your voice sounds confident, but your right hand comes down to the dagger at your thigh, fingers skimming the handle, just in case.

Finally he turns to face you, and you recognize his expression immediately. He's tired. Exhausted in the same way you are. Suddey all of his threats, and all of your jokes fall short, because ultimately, this is who you both are. Just a couple of really tired people.

- Give me the documents, so I don't have to kill anyone this evening - his voice sounds almost pleading, almost like he truly doesn't want to hurt people.

You know better though. There is no compassion here, he's just tired, and corpses tend to create problems.

- It's just one barrel Silco - slowly, you push yourself from the chair, standing on slightly wobbly legs - One for two months, three if we're careful. It's good business.

He hums low in his throat, the good eye trailing over your face, neck, your hands. He looks less like a creature from your darkest nightmares, and more like a human man. A small victory on your part.

- Good business, that costs me - he counters, watches closely, as you slide to the front of your desk.

- I beg to differ - there is a cautious smirk playing at the corners of your lips.

Not enough to irk him, but enough to make his eyebrows raise.

- If anything, I'm creating more customers for you. They buy my goods, and get addicted to yours. And round, and round it goes...

To that, he tenses, a careful expression tugging at his features. You know he's thinking over what you've said, by the way his eyebrows scrunch together, amd his scarred lips form a single, tight line.

- One barrel, three moths, half the price - he says after a moment, a note of finality entering his tone.

Years have taught you, when to stop pushing, and so, you nod. Then, with all the grace you can muster from your exhausted body, you go back behind the desk, and take out the scroll.

Instead of taking it to him, you place it delicately on the desk, sliding it slowly towards the edge. He gives you an annoyed look and with a single step towards you, grabs the paper.

- Expect a cdelivery, should be here by the end of the month. Have the money ready by then - he concludes, voice quiet and reserved, just like everything about him.

With that he turns to leave, securing the scroll in the pocket on the inside of his jacket.

- I've had many pains in my ass, but you, Y/N, are something completely different. - he mutters, as his steps carry him towards the door.

You look over the papers on your desk, eyes focusing on anything other than his back.

- That's why you love me.

Silence falls over the room like a thick blanket. Your heart stops in your chest and nearly jumps to your throat, as you realize, he isn't leaving, you can't hear any footsteps. It takes all of your strength not to look up from the papers. You have a feeling, that if you did, you'd be dead in a second.

Too much, you always say too much, and then you're fucked.

All you can hear is the deafening sound of your heart thrumming inside your chest. You can feel it, beating against your ribs. The whole situation is making you dizzy. Still, you refuse to look up, cursing yourself for speaking, cursing him for saying nothing.

- Come back to the Last Drop with me.

It takes your breath right out of your lungs. The way his silent voice carries through the room, slicing the tension. When was the last time you've heard him say something so delicate, so pleading? Then again, maybe it was just a dream, a small hallucination, caused by the ever present toxic fumes. You have to know, if you've heard him correctly, so you look up.

He's back is turned to you, slightly hunched. There is tension in his muscles and you can see his right hand clutch at the scroll he's just recovered.

- What? - you ask cautiously, there is no point in denying his effect on you, not anymore.

- I said - his evil eye finds you in the darkened room, shivers running up your back as it stares at you unblinking - Come back to the Last Drop with me.

His lips do in fact move in rythmn with the words, so he must've really said that. Your gut churns, twisting inside. Because you want to, despite the threats and the violence, and all the sins this man has committed, you want to take him up on his offer.

But, you're people need you here, they need to see how strong their leader truly is. If they saw you leave with Silco, it would shatter any semblance of respect they've gathered for you. And so, you shake your head, look down at the papers to escape his burning gaze. He can see your internal conflict clear as day, in the way your brows crease, in your clenched jaw.

- You know I can't - of course he does, that doesn't stop him however from crossing the room right back to your desk.

- Or I can just take you - he muses, one lanky finger tapping at the wooden surface, so close to your hand, you can almost feel the heat.

It's so much harder to control your breathing, when he's nearing you. And despite the desk being right here, he doesn't stop, sliding next to the edge.

- Make them think this is your punishment - the offending finger slowly starts to drag from your wrist up your arm, your stance waivers - To run errands for the awful, terrible, merciless Silco.

His hand squeezes your biceps gently, before sliding further up. You follow his silhouette, until he escapes your peripheral vision, settling behind you. The other hand comes to rest against your hip, tugging gently at the fabric of your pants.

- Silco... - you don't exactly know what to say, and you instinctively try to turn around, to face him.

He doesn't let you, however, thin arms encircling you whole, as he presses against you, lithe body resting entirely on your back. His chin finds purchase at the juncture of your neck, where you feel his nose trace up, towards your ear.

Silco inhales a long breath, his hold tightening even more.

- I want you there, at the Last Drop, with me - the words are breathed into your neck like a prayer, the tingling sensation is making you sway in your place.

- No you don't - you manage to choke out, when you feel his thin lips press against your pulse.

- Oh? - one hand leaves your hips and goes straight to your hair, grabbing a fistful, and craining your neck back.

Finally, you're able to move, arm coming up, to touch his scarred side of the face, fingers skimming over the abused flesh. His evil eye stares at you, fire swirling inside, but the good one, the beautiful green one, flutters closed for just a moment.

- When did you become an expert on what I want? - he asks through gritted teeth, voice sharp, in contrast with his serene expression.

You try to turn again, and this time, he lets you.

- You need me here - your voice is quiet, yet reasonable, the way you know will work on him - Someone needs to control these people, and God knows, they don't trust you, not after everything that's happened.

His lips curl into a snarl, not a threatening one, you'd recognize that one everywhere. This one is different, like something is hurting him from deep inside, and for a second you can't help but wonder. Does he regret his decisions, all that's happened with Vander years ago.

- I want you near me - it's childish, you both know it, an impossible plea.

- You have me.

That's all he needs, this single admition, and his hand comes up to your face, palm sliding over your cheek and finding purchase in your hair. The other, grabs at your hip, kneeding the flesh, dragging you closer. And finally, finally he kisses you.

There is no gentleness, all tongue and teeth, devouring you like a man starved, and in a way, he is. The desk is digging into your thighs, as he presses closer, and closer still, like he wants you to envelop him whole. Which, given his slim figure, is not something out of the realm of possibility.

- Please - you gasp, when you both finally part for air.

You don't know for what you're asking, but you're asking for it all the same, fingers tugging at the stiff fabric of his waistcoat.

Silco looks over your disheveled state, taking in the mess of hair, the swollen lips and the glossy eyes. His teeth worry his bottom lip, and it's as close as you'll ever get to a flustered reaction.

- My girl - he whispers under his breath, and that little phrase goes straight to your core.

All you can do is nod, too stunned to speak. He, in turn, dives back in, aiming for your neck. The hand on your hip dips lower, under your thigh, a silent command, which you obey without question. You're shuffling backwards onto the desk, free hand throwing the documents off the surface. They spill around you, shipments from months ago, a ruse you've already forgotten. Because now, he's biting down on the place your neck meets your shoulder, the mixture of pain and pleasure makes you whimper.

Hands tug against your shirt, the dirty cotton giving way. You can hear the fabric tearing around your neckline, and immediately you throw your hands up. God knows, you can't afford a new one. Silco doesn't waste time, immediately ducking down to suck a hickey right in the middle of your collar bones. He was never one to give jewelery, and this ornament looks better than any necklace, in his humble opinion. You can feel him, hard and ready on the inside of your thigh, the fabric of his pants scratching your skin.

- And who's the pain in the ass now? - your smile is sharp, when he looks up at you, abandoning the abused flesh.

You can see his eyebrows scrunching, and a deep panic settles into your bones. It wouldn't be the first time, when he leaves you hot and wanting, simply because you've said something that irked him. He was not a man to triffle with, yet, you simply couldn't stop. That being said, it's been a long time, for the both of you, so when you first see the dreaded crease between his eyebrows, you act immediately. Both hands shoot out, towards his belt, and before he has a chance to withdraw, you hook your fingers into the loops of his trousers, dragging him back to you, closer than ever.

- Your girl - you remind him in a breathy voice, and by the way his evil eye glints, you know, you have his complete attention.

A new spark fills him, and with strength not expected from a man of his stature, he makes quick work of your pants, pushing your hands away when you try to help him. Your hips fall on the desk, as he tugs your clothing from your legs, the furniture shifts slightly across the floor from the force of his actions. You knew it was a long time, but your had no idea it was that long. Or maybe he just really missed you. Wishfull thinking.

Your breath catches in your throat, as a familiar sound of a belt buckle getting undone fills the room. Silco doesn't like to be seen naked, a habit you've grown well accustomed to. Which is why you nearly jump from your place at the desk, when he quikly unbuttons his waistcoat. First three buttons of his shirt come flying open as well, exposing portruding collarbones and a lean chest. Shit, he's pretty, despite the scars, and bruises, and time.

It's honestly, quite embarrasing, how easily he sinks into you. One push is all he needs to be completely seethed, one push to arch your back righ off the desk. He doesn't comment on it, a small blessing. But then again, he doesn't really say much during the act, he's not a vocal man.

Or so you thought.

Because as soon, as he starts moving, a harsh, snapping motions that make you jump on the desk, you swear you can hear something amongst the creaking of furniture. It's a small sound, like a grunt of pain, but you know better. And as soon, as it happens, his grip on you tightens to an impossible degree, bony fingers digging into the flesh of your hips, as if trying to rip it apart. There will be bruises in the morning, but this is a problem for the future you. The current you is slowly starting to loose yourself in the rythmn, the cruel pace that leaves you breatheless at his mercy. Silco drags you closer, when you start to shift away on the desk, the wooden surface scratching your back.

- Shit, Silco... fuck - the words you spit out are nonsensical, punctuated by sharp thrusts.

One hand detatches itself from your abused hips, finding your clit in a matter of seconds, and immediately starting to circle it with a force that borders on painful. Borders, being the key word, and as soon as the ministrations start, you throw your head back. All you can do it scrunch up your face and bite down on your bottom lip, to stiffle the broken moans threatening to spill. Soon, you're coming, hard and messily, legs shaking on both sides of his unrelenting hips. Tears prick your eyes, the sensation quickly becoming too much to bear.

As if on que, his rythmn staggers, first low moan spills from his lips, and you try to rise on your elbows, to catch it in your lips, like smoke. He helps you, one arm coming behind your back and dragging you up, until you hang on his lithe frame. He's breathing hard against your neck, fingers finding purchase wherever they can. Finally, when you think you can't take anymore, he stops, burried deep inside you. You can feel him shuddering against you, and he comes with a strangled moan, one that's too broken, too intimate.

Both of you stay motionless for a long while, catching your breath against eachother. Your fingers comb absentmindedly through his short hair, slicking it back to place, scratching his skull. He answers with gentle pressure at the back of your neck, the tension in your shoulders coming undone under his palm. You don't want him to leave, nearly reach out for him, when he finally detangles himself from you. But yet again, old habits die hard, and you fall back down onto the desk with a thud, letting the pain in your bones consume you.

You half expect to hear the door open, after you note absentmindedly, that he has fixed his clothes. What you don't expect, is gentle touches cleaning you up, helping you straighten your legs. You don't expect him to wrap an arm around you and help you get off the desk. And most certainly you don't expect the kisses. On your forehead, nose, cheeks. On the crown of your head. Alas, he does all that and more, as he places you on a sofa, in the corner of the room.

- The Last Drop - he whispers against your temple, crouching next to you - Think about it.

And then he's gone. His knees crack, when he stands up, bony hand leaving your grasp. You allow yourself to close your eyes for just a moment, before springing to action.

There are people here, your people. And you have to look presentable, before one of them, inevitably barges in, so terrified for your safety.

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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 2 years

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Can we get jinx fluff maybe?.like a cold stoic looking reader who's actually like extremely kind to them and loves them,but jinx has n e v e r

N e v e r seen them cry,and one day something just triggers the trauma that they have a they have a full mental breakdown like,complete in shock ,shaking sobbing fetal position is the corner of the room and jinx comes to help after wards and uses the methods that yn used to use on her whenever it happens to her?

Only if you can ofc pls do tell me if you can't I totally understand <3 have a good day or night

(Hey! Sorry, this is actual shit but eh. Here ya go, Enjoy!)

Don't Leave

She didn’t really notice you not showing any sadness at first

She had a few moments where you were there

And she was grateful you were there when you were

Even before you started dating she had a lot of moments where she was vulnerable

And you were so fucking nice

But after a while, when you guys started dating she started getting suspicious

Why did you never cry? Did you not trust her enough to cry around her?

She was sorta sad, thinking you didn’t wanna show her that side of you when she had

Even if it wasn’t on purpose

She had you when she needed you

She just wanted to be that for you like you had been for her

She never really heard anything about you though

Like your family or anything

You sorta knew about Vi and Powder, some of her life before

Not a lot though, but she had a lot of questions

She just never got around to asking you them, she was kinda afraid to also

Thinking they were too far

When she was crying you were hold her, reminding her you were there and she appreciated it

It helped her a lot

Sometimes it was harder than that though

Especially when she got mad

She always felt guilty afterwards though

Jinx know’s you love her, you remind her everyday

But she has some doubts, your kinda stoic and are nice to her but you never say or show how you feel

Until she made a mistake

She was freaking out, Vi was back and she didn’t know what to do

And you walked in at the wrong time

She was angry, she was hurt and she was sad and confused

At Silco, at Vi, at Sevika, at herself and even you for some reason

When you tried to help her she smacked your hand away, yelling at you to leave her alone

That’s when it started, she didn’t even notice it going on at first

“Jinx?” You asked, walking closer to the girl as she kept pacing around.

“What?!” She snapped, whipping around as you jumped back at her sudden yell.

“What happened? Are you okay?” You asked, calming down as you placed a hand on her arm.

“Dont! Leave me alone!” Jinx yelled, smacking your hand away from her and resulting in some scratches from her nails.

You winced, looking down at your hand as the girl went back to her pacing and muttering as it began to bleed.

You shook it off, ignoring the pain and focusing back on her.

“Jinx, what happened?” You continued asking, the girl not answering as she just grabbed a bomb and pulled the pin, throwing it as you flinched when the big boom rang out and te bats flew by.

“Why are you still here?! Leave!” Jinx yelled at you, not getting why you stuck with her.

“What? Why wouldn’t I be here, Jinx?” You asked, confused as to where this was all coming from.

“You’ll only leave like everyone else! Or is this some trick? A play, huh?! Just like her?!” She stepped forward, yelling.

You stepped back, not knowing what she would do until you had to stop, almost falling off the edge of the giant turbine.

“I’m not leaving, Jinx.” You stated, Jinx scoffing as she stopped in her tracks before turning around and swatting at something, Mylo probably.

“Jinx. Calm down, I’m here, it’s okay.” You tried what you usually did, slowly stepping forward as Jinx shook her head and dug her hands into her scalp.

“No, no, no, no. Just leave…or I’ll leave, it’s better than way.” Jinx slowly nodded, beginning to walk away.

That’s when you began to panic, not knowing where she was going or when she was coming back. You didn’t want to be alone.

“Jinx, please, please don’t leave.” You muttered, scared as she ignored you as she searched for her pow-pow.

“Jinx! No! Please, don’t go.” Your voice began to grow hoarse, your vision blurring as your breathing picked up.

“Mom? Where are you going…? Dad?”

“We’ll be right back for you. Just stay here.”

“No, no, no, please don’t leave me!”

“We have to. Stay here.”

You felt like you couldn’t breath, looking around wildly as you stumbled back into Jinx’s desk, hitting it as the tools on top clattered.

Your legs then gave out from under you, you backed up under Jinx’s work desk.

You were crying, something you swore to never do after that night, especially because of someone.

Your eyes were wide, shaking with every sob that wracked through your body as you couldnt breathe or move at all from your position with your knees in your chest.

When you had bumped into the desk, Jinx finally snapped out of it.

She looked up, startled slightly and even more shocked when she saw the tears in your eyes.

You were crying? You never cry.

She then saw when you went under the desk, hearing your sobs and your mutters for someone not to leave, then you eventually said her name.

She finally understood, you felt like she was leaving you? She didn’t want to, she just needed to leave.

She didn’t know what to do, sure she thought it was odd you didn’t cry around her, but she didn’t think about what she would do when you did.

She finally moved, slowly dropping her pow-pow back onto the floor before slowly walking to her desk and looking under.

There she saw you, shaking and crying in the corner of the desk like you were hiding.

She slid under the desk, placing her hand on your arm and jumping back as you flinched away from it.

You then went back, Jinx hesitated before trying again. This time, you didn’t move away.

Jinx took that, slowly moving closer to you and before she knew it, you clung onto her as she froze.

“Please, don’t go, don’t leave me. Please…” You kept muttering, Jinx feeling your shaking before she slowly put her hand on your head, letting you hug her as she remembered what you usually did.

“I’m right here, I’m not leaving…it’s okay.” Jinx recited, playing with your hair and holding you for god’s know how long until she felt your breathing and shaking slow down.

“See? I’m still here. It’s okay, I’m not going anywhere…” Jinx muttered over and over, confused when she didn’t feel anything until she looked down to see your eyes were closed and you had passed out from all the crying.

Jinx didn’t want to move you, so she stood there. Well after you fell asleep, not wanting you to wake up and think she left.

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arcanemoxhi · 2 years

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✨After Work ✨

// Vi x Fem Reader (+18) //

MDNI or I'll steal your tooth fairy money!!

Summary: You come home after a difficult late night. For some reason, you can't sleep so you decide to read some books you haven't read in a while as you wait for your wife. Soon after, Vi comes home to find you awake. She misses you so much, she can't contain herself~

A/N: I had this idea for a while now and God why is this woman fictional 😩 I hope my writing is good so ight enjoy bye bye ✨ also I may or may not have proofread this

Warnings; Top!Vi x bottom!reader, rough sex, hickeys, a lil degrading, sloppy kisses, praises, a lil mommy kink, begging, strap on!Vi, feral Vi, reader!receiving, Vi!giving.... Uh, I think that's it.

"Ugh."

So annoyed, you fall into your comfy bed. You don't think twice of your work clothes, just that you're so damn comfy in your shared soft cold bed at home. You'll remind yourself of your clothes and bags at the door later, but right now you rest upon your wife's pillow hugging it. You take a deep breath, smelling in her scent. It makes your heart beat faster reminding yourself how happy you am to come home to a wonderful woman like Vi.

It was only a year or two ago when you two got married. The wedding was beautiful and it was small affordable wedding for us. Vander helped pay for the venue and food. The drinks came free on Vander's behalf. Powder and Ekko took care of the decorations. Silco was even kind enough to play the piano for you as you walked down the aisle in your gorgeous dress. He was a quick replacement due to the fact the musician cancelled really quick unexpectedly. It was still kind of him, though.

You open your eyes after re-living that moment. You finally get up to take a hot shower, hoping that all of work would just wash away. After your shower, you clean up your work bags that fall at the door. You walked into the kitchen to have left overs of Vi's attempts at dinner one night. You still loved it, it came out great with a few burnt pieces. But you didn't mind. You enter the living room after eating some food in the kitchen. "why the hell aren't I tired...?" You sorta wondered, but shrugged it off and took the time to gather ur favorite books placing them onto the bed. You put on one of Vi's new hoodies that came out the dryer, read them in the bed all cozy with some tea.

You can tell time has passed with your 2nd book in hand. Without much thought, you can hear the front door open and close with keys jingling. A big groan from the front echoes in the hall, followed by the sound of metal falling on the ground. "babe?" You call out and lean to peek out the bedroom. A smile grows on your face as you see your wife emerge from the living room into the bedroom. Your heart pounds each time you see her, she's so sexy and wonderful. "damn, hey, angel." Vi smiles and walks over to me, sorta limping.

"you aren't hurt, right?" You tilt your head.

"No my feet kinda hurt, that's all. And I miss my baby," Vi cups your face into a soft gentle kiss that gets a little wild mid way until you stop her halfway. She pouts and she kinda pulls you out the bed by your thighs. She stands in between your legs. "What's with you, huh? I know you didn't miss me that much." Vi chuckles lowly and rests her head against yours. Her head is cold, she embraces your warmth.

"God, I fucking missed you. I love you so damn much," Vi begins to give you heated sloppy kisses as her hands sneak into the back to your head. You didn't think that she would have some energy, especially after her late night. You cup her face to stop her and look her in the eyes. "I love you too, Vi" you sweep her hair aside, "Do I need to ask how was work? You groaning at the door told me a lot." You laugh and kiss her nose. She sighs and rests her head against my shoulder. She sneakily slips her hand under the hoodie, starting to knead your chest a little, while she explains her day running around Piltover and some extra work in the Lanes. You are trying your best not to moan at her callous hands, but damn was she so fucking good.

"Aww, I'm sorry baby. You deserve some cuddles," you giggle, "Take a shower and then you can rest in your favorite spot." Also known as your chest. She was obessed with your heartbeat. Then again she's always been the protector, some comfort for her is well deserved. Vi stands up properly to look you in the eyes, but just by her glance, she was hungry for you. You take a deep breath, trying to avoid her seductive eyes and give her kiss. "come on baby" you get up from the bed standing in front of her, only in her hoodie and your (f/c) underwear. You don't think twice as she pats your ass hella hard, you yelp. She smirks, "My, my~ Already wearing my new hoodie, hm?" Vi touches your hips, as her hands ride up your torso inside your hoodie. She attempts to kiss your neck more, but you stop her. "No, no. Go take a shower, you horny thing." You smirk back as you walk out her hands. Vi tilts her head down, looking at me with seduction in her eyes. This only triggered something in her to have you tonight, despite how late it is. The way she got her eyes on you, you are certain there's a puddle in your underwear.

Eventually, Vi exits out of the shower and walk out the bathroom with her towel only on her head. Her bare body exposed as she looks at her dresser and then immediate eye contact with you. She smirks as she sees your eyes trailing her body. Embarrassed, you look away immediately, putting your books away to the side of your bed and laying back down on the bed.

"No, I saw you staring" she giggles, getting into bed with you, her nude muscluar body starts to graze u. "V-Vi!" You laugh as she hovers over you and starts kissing on your cheek. "Mm, did anyone see my marks I laid on your neck?" Vi hums as she bites her lip excited of the possibility, proud of her previous night efforts. "yes and too many people fucking asked," You laugh as she lays her forearms by your side, throwing her legs over you. "do you know how late it is, angel?" Vi hums as she runs her hand up the hoodie, and starts toying with my nipple. She leans on one of her forearm, examining your face as she lays kisses upon you. You run your hands up her strong biceps and wrap them around the back of her neck. You bite your lip trying to contain yourself and find an answer to her question. "hmm, baby? Why were you up so late? My baby girl wasnt waiting for me, right?" Vi begins to lift up the hoodie and lick your now hard nipples. "V-Vi~" you moan as her hands and tongue caresss your chest. "Ahh... Ahh...~ I just couldn't sl-sleep, baby..." You grip her hair as she keeps tending to your breasts. Vi kisses her way down to your now drenched cunt. You moan out her name louder as she gets closer, starting to beg her to take care of you. You didn't expect her to be in the mood, but she sure as hell got you in the mood very fast. Vi sets herself in between your thighs, leaving bites and sloppy kisses. She bites your underwear and takes them off with only her teeth. "Someone's feral this late..." You pant out little laugh as her hand continues to tease your nipple. Vi watches as you pussy twitches from the cold air hitting it. "fucckkk... baby girl~ you're so wet for me and all I did was tease you just a little bit" Vi smirks in a cocky way, knowing she can make you horny in a matter of seconds.

"Ahh, ahh!!" You cry out for Vi, gripping her hair as she devours you so damn loud and sloppy. You pant out, indicting how close you are to releasing. "Vi, Vi please~!!" Your mouth forming into a circle as you get so damn close to your release. Instead of Vi being so kind letting you release, she sits up from your thighs. Her mouth is covered with your wetness from all her sloppy eating. She moves away, watching you pant and whine. Vi opens her dresser, immediately grabbing what she wants. She puts her legs through her strap on as she catches you, trying to rub yourself for your release. "Nuh uh" Vi pulls you by legs to the edge of the bed. She starts palming your ass repeatedly. You whine after each hit. "naughty girls don't get good rewards. Trying to make yourself cum without my permission, how naughter of you~~" Vi flips you over so your legs are hanging off the bed. "now you don't get to see Mommy's new toy~"

"I'm sorry mommy~" you say softly, trying to turn to her to view her new toy. Vi interrupts your attempts by pushing your head into soft bed. "no no, naughty girls don't get to look." She proceeds to grip your thighs and levels you to her false cock. Your moan muffled in the bed. "I got a new gift a few days ago, I was very excited to show you but you had to go do something very naughty? My naughty slut~" Vi slaps your ass a few more times. "I'm sorry, mommy" you moan out a bit loudly to her, pleading for forgiveness. But it all makes sense. That's what made her so damn horny, no matter how tired she was coming home, she was showing her new toy. Without much warning, you feel the tip entering and it begins to stretch your insides. This is a new cock and it's bigger than the last. You nearly scream out into the bed. "Mommy!!" You groan out for her. "Use your words~ What's the matter, darling? You want something?" Vi starts kissing along your back and you can feel her smirk against your back. "P-Please, fuck me mommy..." You look back at her.

"Your wish is my command" with one final slap to your ass, Vi fully inserts herself. You scream out gripping and almost tearing the sheets. Vi was still gentle, making sure she wasn't hurting you. She waits until you are fully okay with the size. She kisses the side of your cheek. "just let me know angel, when your ready baby" Vi says gently as she moves your hair out of your face into her fist. You love how Vi was always gentle with you, even from the first time you two had sex. She genuinely thought she was hurting you the first night, until you had to reassure her. Now she always wants to be as gentle as possible with you. You grab her hand and look at her. "Go for it..." You bite your lip and brace for her endless pounding.

"What a good slut you are for mommy...! Taking me in~ You wanna cum again for me, baby~??" Vi whispers in your ear, with a fistful of your hair lifting your head up. She kisses ur ear lobe while she waits for you to settle. You're a quivering mess with tears in your eyes after she let you cum twice by now. You're obsessed with her new toy, and Vi was frankly glad it was worth it. You nod, a babbling mess and the only words you can comprehend is "Vi" or "mommy". Like your rooting for her in a boxing match. "God damn, I've ruined this cunt. It has my new shape and all, no one else's. All mine." Vi growls in your ear lowly as she begins to pound you slowly but rough. Vi was trying to take her time for you to catch up, though she can't contain herself with all your moaning and incoherent babbling. Vi lifts you up, one hand on your waist and one under your thigh, as she sits on the bed. She holds you in a full nelson. She loves taking care of you, pounding you till all your problems went away. She knew you needed this, she even took a step ahead of you and called out for you as she did for herself. The next day was gonna be filled with her spoiling you with aftercare and kisses and your favorite food. Vi had it all planned out for you, but she continued to live in the moment with you as you cried out for her. You tried to cover your mouth, but her hand immediately stopped you. "no, no, use that beautiful voice, angel. I love hearing your beautiful voice," Vi talks into your ear as she bounces you faster on her lap. You don't know what do grab with your hands so you reach behind Vi's head and grab her hair. "Vi, vi!" You moan out as you start shaking again. you're panting starts to grow. "Please, Vi!"

"please what? Come on, angel, I know you can use those pretty words." Vi speaks as she gives u hickeys on the back of your shoulder. "I wanna cum, Vi!" You scream out as u grab her hair. Vi hums and chuckles at you crying out for you. She's gone a little feral for you, but she hears you and won't have you waiting any longer. Vi let's you cum on her false cock. She watches u as u collapse against her and your head throws back against her shoulder. Vi kisses ur neck lovingly as you relax and come down from your high. Vi slowly takes her false cock out of you, "Shit, babe. You left such a creamy mess. I'm proud of you, I knew you could do it. You deserve it, (Y/N)..." While you're still laying there catching your breath, Vi lays you down as she takes off her strap and cleans you up since you're unable to move. She kisses up your thighs and rubs your tummy. "Good job, baby girl," Vi curls up to your body. "I love you, Vi..." You were able to mumble out. "I love you too, (Y/N)." You two take in each other's presence by resting. You smile as you kiss her head.

" .... Uh..."

"what, Vi?"

"Look outside." After Vi pointed out the window, you turn and can see the sun coming up. You face turns hot as you look back at Vi. Vi starts laughing at your shocked face. "Don't worry, babe. I already called out from work for you and I. Today is just gonna be us cuddling and doing everything you like inside." Vi kisses your cheek at your stunned face at the time it is. "You did this on purpose." You poke her abs. "Ehh, maybe." Vi laughs again as she rest her head on your chest. You too drift off to sleep in for the day.

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A/N: I hope y'all enjoyed ✨ it's sorta proofread all the way through, okay enjoy now I'ma work on the royal Knight!Vi x Princess!Reader muah muah muah kiss kiss for you bye bye

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Heyo! Can I request a jinx x reader who is like one of those people who r really cold to ppl they don't know, tall with tattoos, piercings and jinx is kinda mesmerized by them and is like tryna get close to them and eventually they warm up to her and like kinda get protective of her? Like reader has an arm over her shoulder, on her waist, hugging her from behind all the time and is usually just a very affectionate person and jinx is all proud bc she made the cold person they were into a affectionate person but just for her?

I know I should(n't)

Jinx X cold !gn reader who's tall w tattoos and piercing

A/N: hihi pretty anon! Ugh love this kind of people. A meanie who in reality is a softie!? And only for her fav person!? Aw cute!! Here u have and again sorry for the wait! Love ya <33 (and yes i promise, my mind is thinking thought again so ill try to stay bc i have so many drafts aaa)

In Zaun you don't need to do a laborious search to run across threatening people, they're all over the underground city. After all, this is how one can survive or be respected around here.

Jinx was not far behind. She might look harmless but oh she was a menace. With all those bright colors, pink, blue, going around with those chunky boots and armed to the calf. Everyone knew it was better not to cross her path.

But hey! No need for that. You were lucky enough that you caught her shiny eye.

It all started as a funny game of hers.

She saw you a couple of times while she was wandering around the streets, searching for new pieces, or when she was on top of a building looking at the street beneath her. But still, it was when she saw you that one time at the Last drop that allowed her to check you out.

Tall. A bunch of piercings on your ears and all around your meanie face. Oh! And she could get a glimpse of a few parts covered in ink. You were a tough looking individual!

Of course, she knew people like you, she works with Sevika, a buff angry woman. But you had something that caught her eye.

And she made it ur problem.

Eventually, you found yourself expecting her by your side. But how could you not when she appeared out of nowhere to pester you until she was gone for no good.

At first, you tried to push her away. Giving her the cold shoulder didn't work and when you cuss her out she wouldn't bulge. Only for her to return a few days after like whatever you said meant nothing. And that pissed you off, why couldn't she just go away and leave you alone?

It took you one day in which Jinx did not go to your hunt that you noticed how jinx never seemed to be accompanied. Anyone you ask would be shocked to hear her name, either because of her reputation or because she's Silco's kid.

She was alone. And so were you.

As time passed you found yourself unable to not grow fond of her. But how could you not? It was like you needed to be there to protect her from all harm. It's not like she couldn't herself but you wanted to be there for her.

Anytime you looked down at her you swear you could feel her eyes all over you, locking eyes with you. And you couldn't help to notice how sparkly they looked. As if you were the finest of prices, the tastiest of desserts. You couldn't get a hold of why? What was that she saw?

Listening to her talk about whatever she had on her mind after a hard day started to feel good, and comfortable. You drank all of her rants and after some time you start throwing in a few comments here and there, comforting words and affirmations to let her know you were listening.

Although he also loved to ask you questions about yourself. If she could touch your piercings if they hurt if you'd let her give you one, why were you so fucking tall?!?

You tried to answer her but at first, it was a bit overwhelming. Despite this, to your luck or not sometimes you didn't need to because she would do it for you or wouldn't expect any and move on. She learned to not push too hard if she felt you were getting uncomfortable.

Oh, but when you noticed she was down... Good luck if it was someone's fault, you were immediately on your way to deal with it. You couldn't stand seeing her bright self turn blue, it made your heart ache. That may be the reasoning behind why you felt the desire to aid her, protect her, and keep her in a little candy box inside your pocket.

When you two finally got to the point of no returning the one who ended up getting surprised was Jinx. Who were you again??

So that meanie she met at the bar that night is the most cuddly and warm and caring human ever? So... Physical touch was your love language? And so was one of hers.

It started slow and steady at first. Holding hands, Jinx loves to hold your hands. A quick hug here and soft short touches there. Most of them were started by her but as you grow confident enough to let your hand linger, let your body just act...

Leaning into each other was a thing now.

You always have an arm over her shoulder or on her waist because it just felt right. It was where they belonged. And out on the streets worked as a warning to others, but overly you just wanted to be as close as you could.

Hugs from behind are your thing. And the size difference makes it look so fucking adorable. If it's not Jinx's surprise hugs, it's yours to her while she works on her trinkets. Like two puzzle pieces that are meant to fit flawlessly together. Head to head, soft, hard, easy breathing against each other, soft temple, neck kisses always exchanged.

Moments, where you two were more intimate were not rare, those happened on slow or bad days commonly. Tracing stories that could only be told through your skin. Lingering touches that could easily ignite fireworks. Talking about how you get your tattoos, and what meaning they hold. Jinx unleashes her curiosity for your whole being and memorizes where her hand leaves goosebumps.

And let me tell you, she's so proud! She broke through your walls only to find the warmest soul, the brightest of stars. Just to her and she wouldn't want it another way.

Because that meant that she got you all to herself.

Thank you for reading! Have a nice day!

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