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angelltheninth · 1 year

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I loved your fic where Yelena wore a packer. Do you think you could do headcanons for Arcane women doing that too?

Bringing back memories Anon. To this day that's one of my favorite fics that I've written.

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Sevika, Enforcer Grayson, Mel, Ambessa x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, grinding, making out, straddling, handjob, blowjob, praise, teasing

A/N: I really miss these characters man, when are they coming back?!

One of the first things she does when she gets a packer is ask you if you want to have some fun with her. It will be different then what you usually do because its soft not hard but you'll figure it out for sure.

Even Jinx can't keep the gasping to a minimum when you take the cock and put your mouth around it. She can't thrust it like she can do with her strap but this is almost better, the way you look when you're down there, when you're kissing the tip, eyes closed and clearly getting excited from the idea of her wearing it all the time, of you being able to do this all the time.

"All the time, but that would be spoiling you too much sugar. I do want to spoil you but if I just give you everything you want, well simply put, where's the fun for me. I like you doing the chasing from time to time. If you think you can convince me then you better put that mouth to work."

God damn, the grinding she will put you though. Vi is already pretty horny with you and now that you have something to grind against when she pushes you against the wall, just downright irresistable.

At first you didn't even notice it cause of the baggy pants she wore but when you were hiding and sneaking around you felt the bulge pressing against your ass. Getting frisky in the open like this, while being chased no less, seems like her wilding ways had gotten to you. Honestly she couldn't be happier about that.

"Here? You want to just... oh. Well I haven't seen this side of you before sweet thing, I like it, I like it a lot. See you noticed my surprise. I didn't plan on wearing it today but I figured why not. You couldn't even tell until I started grinding against that pretty ass."

Caitlyn was a little hesitant to put it on at first. She wasn't sure if you would like it. It wasn't until you were on your knees, in front of the bed sucking her off that she fully embraced the idea.

How could anyone resist the look of you like that? Drooling all over her dick until she's a mess herself, trying to get a hold of her own breathing to stop herself from getting dizzy from the site of you. She knows those tongue movements well, the same ones you know drive her insane when you do them over her clit, its no different now, even though she can't feel them.

"You need to slow down my darling. Yes, if you must know, your mouth is that good. It is for me alright? Do you not believe me or something? I would think that the many orgasms I've had because of you are proof enou- wait, that. What you just did with your tongue, I need to see it again."

Once she gets her hands on one you're not only gonna be in her lap all the time but also horny all the time because it will be a constant reminder that she's gonna be putting your pussy to work later.

While you're in public, and you in her lap, no one can tell that she's wearing one, which is good, you want to be the only one know knows. You want to be able to straddle her lap and pull her into a kiss and feel that delicious pressure against your cunt, separated by clothing but still able to stain over her bulge as you slowly roll against her.

"Your seat is right here sweetcheeks. Got a surprise for you today too. Like it? Thought you might. Even in public I can see you drooling for me. No shame in that at all, you know I'd bend you over right here if you said yes. Already wet, maybe you want it after all. Ah I see, its just yours to see. Greedy little bitch."

Does not wear it while on duty, only when she's at home. Its because she doesn't trust you or herself not do anything at work while she has it. She let herself get distracted by you more then once.

But when she gets home she will comfortably wear the packer around you, bucking against your hand when you palm at it while you kiss her neck and cheek. Don't be shy, you can touch her all you want now, she's aching for it as much as you are. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be a model Enforcer when you're teasing her all the time?

"Stop teasing sweetie, I'm already on edge. You know very well why, don't play coy. I might be off duty but I can still handcuff and interrogate you. That is true, you can't really answer questions with your mouth full. We can take it one step at a time."

Now listen, being horny in the Council room is one thing, sucking Mel off under the table just because she told you she was packing that day is another.

This is a place of ideas and discussion, not sex and sucking. Or so she claims but she's pushing your head closer even as she scolds you, she's pressing her heels against your back, looking at you with near reverence because you seem to be worshiping her cock right now.

"I should really tell make sure you stay out of here in the future, darling. Don't get me wrong, I love you but when you're sucking me like this, in a place of work, I will have a hard time focusing on the meetings later. All I will think of is you between my legs."

Ambessa would have you on the couch, laying sideways, naked and giving her a blowjob while she rubs her hand down your body. When she wants you to go faster she will reach down and squeeze your ass.

She loves seeing you bobbing your head up and down on her cock, alternating between it and licking and kissing her many scars while your hand is on her cock. It doesn't take much for her to start thrusting up in your mouth, her hands now on the back of your head, keeping you still, slowly massaging you while she fucks your mouth.

"Do you want me to get my strap sweetheart? This is a pretty sight but I really want to fuck your throat. Are you still sore from last time? I can always kiss you better. Between your legs? Even better. Get up here. No, no, keep your mouth on me, I'll hold you up just fine."

#arcane x reader #jinx x reader #vi x reader #caitlyn x reader #sevika x reader #grayson x reader #mel medarda x reader #ambessa medarda x reader #arcane imagines #arcane headcanon #arcane smut #league of legends #arcane #league of legends imagine #league of legends headcanons #league of legends smut #league of legends x you #league of legends x reader

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prettylittlething222 · 5 months

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Watching Arcane right now, and all I’m realizing is that I like powerful fems (Caitlyn and Mel)

#arcane #arcane smut #mel medarda #caitlyn kiramman #jinx arcane #arcane silco #silco x reader #vi x caitlyn

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saeneryis · 2 years

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A Night to Remember

Includes: Viktor x Reader (gn) Tags: nsfw, finger sucking, gn reader, porn with plot, eventual smut, wholesome, pinning, viktor doms you yes, casual drinking.

Summary: Parties were never really your favorite thing; but giving into Mel's request, you decide to attend, and keep your lover Viktor some warm company. What is bound to happen when passion begins boiling between you two lovebirds?

"May the celebration begin!" The dazzling councilwoman exclaimed, before the room was consumed over a wave of glasses clanking together in unison. You found yourself sitting in one of the nearby tables, toying with the flowery petals that decorated the extravagant-looking centerpiece. "I thought you weren't coming." Butterflies fluttered inside of you as you saw Viktor quickly come down from behind the stage towards your table, and approached to kiss your cheek. "Never thought these kind of events were really your cup of tea." He sat down. "Well..

At the core, you've never been an enjoyer of social gatherings of this size and caliber. "I don't have a place there." You insisted to Mel as she rummaged through your wardrobe. It's not like it was going to work anyways; everyone, incluiding you, seemed to always give into her requests. The thought of her being some kind of sorceress with mind control powers has crossed your mind before, but you'd rather not focus on such impossible things this early in the morning.

Placing her hand close to your shoulder, the councilwoman gave you a comforting smile. "Well, I still think you should be present. Viktor's coming too, you know... And.. I believe you two are very fond of each other.. isn't that correct?" "I-" "Give it a chance, darling. You'll look just as beautiful as starlight." Medarda pulled a particularly elegant outfit from inside the closet. Adorned with a radiant smile, she posed herself on your left. "What do you say?"

"So you said yes, I presume..?" A snarky look emerged from Viktor's face as he turned around at you, to which, you gleefully responded to with the most extreme display of annoyance you have ever showed to anyone.

"What makes you think that, Vik?"

A chuckle escaped from his mouth. "Seeing you standing in front of me, looking as beautiful as you ever were." Your expression shifted into absolute embarassment; even though you had been together for a couple of years now, the thought of him going out of his zone ocasionally to surprise you with heart warming words still hit like a truck, especially in public.

"Viktor!" You exclaimed in shame as red shaded your cheeks. "Are you drunk?"

"Eeh." He shaked his head in disagreement. "Sudden experimentation often leads to the best results, and in our case-- I have to say, I quite enjoyed seeing your reaction." "Can't say I didn't like it either." As the sight of his amber eyes pulled you deeper into him, your lips quickly found way over his, sharing a loving moment in a chaotic moment. Suddenly, nothing else mattered. Not the speech, not the rest of the people. Only you two. Could this moment last forever, you would opt for it without a single thought.

"O-OoOh!" A small curse escapes your lips as both you and Viktor pull away from each other at the unpleasant surprise. "H-Hey! Jayce." You stammered in awkwardness, luckily, your lover was quick to back you up. "What brings you here?" A certain insecurity seemed to develop under his voice. The man gulped. "I- Uh, well.." He laughed. "I, I, DRINKS! Yeah, you guys, uh. Want.. drinks? THERE'S THE TABLE OVER THERE AND I-" A greater, much more, delicate presence took over the conversation.

"Come on now Jayce, stop nagging them." After Mel's gracious words, he seemed to retreat while mouthing the words "i'm sorry" in what looked to be a very funny display. The woman approached his ear and whispered something, which seemed to send the man flying accross into the bartending area.

"So sorry for that." Merdarda apologized. "Jayce can have very.. uh, wrong timings sometimes."

"At this point, I don't really mind him. He's fun to tease, although.. well we were pretty much in the middle of something very important." He approached your ear and whispered in a very low raspy tone. "Which we will continue later on, of course."

Jayce came back to the party with a tray of freshly-made martinis, leaving them over the table and sitting next to Mel. "A toast. For our future."

So, here you were; the greatest event of the year. The beautiful chandeliers adorning the ceiling seemed almost blinding-- on a good way-- which would probably make Mel happy. Hours passed, yet, excitement remained present in the atmosphere. "Vik, look what I found!" "Hm?" "It's an ionian treat. They say it tastes like magic." Overflown with excitement you screamed and shaked. "It's wonderful, isn't it!?" Viktor smiled at your beauty; not only was he admiring your emotion, but also everything you had brought into his life. Love, happiness, and a spark he never thought was still inside of him.

"But I want you to try it." You added, lifting the small treat and leaving it on his hands. "Me? Why?" The man questioned in surprise. "I thought you were.. excited to try it."

You rolled your eyes in irony. "I have something else in mind."

"Oh, alright." He obviously didn't understand what you suggested, but oh well. "It's.." He whispered as he surely made fast work of the tart. "It's sweet, and there's a hint of... anise?"

"Is it good?" "Yes, very. You have very, very good taste." "Can I try it then?" A smile formed around your face, as your hands seemed to reach out for his chest, pulling him closer against you.

You both resumed the interrupted fling from earlier, but this time, something was different; Viktor's moves seemed much more erratic, almost as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

"My.." He whimpered, just before your lips met his again, pulling you even closer to him as his slim fingers went through your hair with care. None of you cared anymore. Even if there's people around. Even if Jayce or Mel are looking from the corner of the room, it simply, did not matter any longer.

Your hand went down on his chest, down to his torso, as you slowly appreciated each one of his body muscles.

You both needed each other. More than ever. Right now.

And nobody was going to change that. As soon as the door of the spare guest bedroom closed behind you, Viktor leaned you against a wall, as his wild, uncontrolled kissed made his way down to your neck. "Ngh.. Viktor, I-" You moaned out, but he quickly put his index finger over your mouth. "Shh.." He whispered. "We don't know if there's people around here.."

You nodded, silently enduring the delicious sensation his handscaressing your chest caused to all of your body. You felt the tips of his fingers trailing around your chest from under your clothes, spinning circles around your upper body.

His lips were back against yours, and you felt the hotness of his breath melting your worries away as Viktor carried you over the bed. Completely laid down, the man began stripping your clothes away with such an attention to detail; starting with your underpants, and making his way into your underwear.

His hand reached between your legs, stroking you through the cloth, to which, he was shocked. "You're.. wet. This is.. for me?" He whispered. "I wonder... just how long... you had been thinking about it." Moving your undies to the side, Viktor began eating you out almost desperately, all while shushing you everytime he felt you got louder.

He pulled away. "Mind the sound..."He said once again, but how were you supposed to keep quiet, while you felt his fingers reach for your insides?

His tongue drooled over you, savoring every detail, every stroke, every slurp, with pure and unfiltered passion. By this point, his shirt had been unbuttoned, except for his tie, which was strangely kept around his neck. Spreading your legs wide open, Viktor climbed over the bed.

He invited you to take them off, to which, you complied, and as soon as you lowered the elastic, his big member flopped out; you could tell he was as hungry, and as needy as you were.

He began introducing himself inside of you; giving you time to adjust. By this point, it was impossible to stop the muffled moans escaping from your mouth everytime you felt how it throbbed, and how it pulled back and deeper with each of his slow thrusts. He was quite long, and you could swear, it was reaching places you never thought anyone else ever would, and you were fucking crazy about it.

As his thrusts gained more confidence and began ramping up in speed, a whine left your lips, to which, he shook in surprise. Two fingers from his left hand suddenly found their way inside your mouth, hoping it would help reduce the sound of your breathy moans.

Oh god. This turned you on more than he could have possibly imagined; the stimulation from his hips pushing into yours sent you spiraling into a storm of whines and moans, all which, were very faintly reduced by his slim fingers twirling inside of your mouth.

"I- I-." He moaned out, with the most of his efforts attempting to still nullify any possible sound, yet, it all seemed futile.

"I lo-love you!"

Pulling his fingers out of you, he pulled you closer towards him, getting one last kiss as climax finally reached bay; the combined sensation of his hot breath, his spasming d*ck inside of you, and your shaky legs; you both managed to end at the same time, together.

After a few seconds, Viktor pulled out of you, watching the entirety of his cum drip out of your entrance and over the bed.

Before words could come out of him, you pulled him into the bed alongside you. "Can I ask you something?" "Ask away, darling." Viktor responded. "What was the party even for?" "I have.. no fucking idea."

Writer's Note: And that's the end! I hope if you got all the way here, you enjoyed it! I love writing wholesome, yet... spicy things like these! I'm still looking forward for a full-on long Viktor story, but it will probably be a bit until it sees light. Gotta make sure it's perfect :･ﾟ✧ I want to thank anyone who's liked/reblogged/or even just read my past works- It truly means a lot, and I want to say, thank you! Have a wonderful night.

#viktor arcane x reader #viktor smut #viktor x reader #viktor arcane x you #arcane smut #arcane x reader #arcane headcanon #viktor lol #jayce talis #mel medarda #viktor x you #league of legends x reader

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koldieu · 3 months

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✰𝐁𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌

"𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙨, 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙄 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚."

✰𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙚(𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖), 𝙘𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙨, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜,

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"𝙁-𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚," 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥. 𝘼𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛, 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝, 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙞𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨.

"𝙔-𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚~"

𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗��𝙘𝙠, 𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙙, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨. 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧, 𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢, 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨. 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨.

"𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙩," 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙠 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙚𝙡'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙪𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬, 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣.

𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙩.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮. "𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮," 𝙈𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨.

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𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩- 362 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨

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sapphic-woes · 2 years

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Ambessa x Fem!Reader - Treasured

A/N: So I. Think Ambessa deserved a little something. Councilor!Reader meets Warlord amirite? I read a headcanon somewhere of the reader being Mel's bestie and ran with it. Minors DNI

Word Count: 5k AO3 link

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You had expected, like Jayce, to have an encounter with Ambessa after she requested your audience. She was apparently targeting people important in Mel’s life, and you were her best friend. However, when you did meet Mel’s mother you were completely unprepared.

“Why are you crying, child?” Her voice cut through the soft buzzing firelights around you. A sharp gasp escaped your lips, and you turned, surprised anyone knew of this place. You’d first found the remote balcony once after getting lost in the halls of the council building. But that had been long ago. Now, it was your only place of perfect solitude…until now.

You’d heard from Jayce she was unique in stature. You realized now he had been putting it lightly. From your seat on the floor you could hardly see her face. Her Noxian attire was breathtaking, showcasing dark, scarred arms bigger than your entire waist. She towered over you, and it was hard to believe she was Mel’s mother. How were they even remotely related? Sure, Mel was on the taller side and had several inches on you, but Ambessa had to have over a foot…and that was being generous to yourself. You swallowed, rushing to stand and wipe the tears from your eyes.

Did she not know who you were yet? You hoped so, or the shame it would bring to your family would never disappear. Being a councilor came with a duty, and you had been taught since you were young that suppression was better than expression. Any deviation from your usual soft, welcoming demeanor was frowned upon by your parents, and you certainly weren’t going to slip up before the leader of Noxus.

“Ah, pardon me.” You smoothed down your dress, avoiding her question and gathering your emotions in a single breath. Focus, keep up a good image. “This is quite a remote area in the building to come by…” You tilted your neck back to offer a kind smile, trying to appear as warm-hearted as you always were.

“Have you perhaps taken a wrong turn? Would you like me to help escort you back?” Ambessa raised an eyebrow, noticing your refusal to answer. Of course, you couldn’t outwit the warlord so easily, so you were grateful when she let it go and merely stepped around you.

Ambessa took a deep breath of the crisp night air, eyes focused towards the city below. You preferred to sit and look through the bars of the balcony, and sometimes even dangled your legs over the edge. Yet as Ambessa placed her hands on the railing, standing tall to take a gander down at the citizens below, you held your breath.

She looks perfect like that. As if she's meant to rule over Piltover as well. Or perhaps she is simply the type to ooze superiority over everything she does? In mere standing, talking, I assume even in bed…wait, is she speaking to me?

Surely enough, when you looked up from raking your eyes over Ambessa’s expansive back and arms, you realized she was looking at you. Oh God. Her eyes narrowed mischievously, and it was clear she had been waiting on your response for a good second or two, coyly smiling as she spoke.

“Shall I repeat myself?” The question was synonymous with the unspoken one–are you done–and you blushed, nodding as you cleared your throat.

“Um, yes please. You were saying, Lady Medarda?” She paused, regarding you.

“You know who I am?” Drat. You swallowed.

“Yes. Er, your attire is quite unique…” Ambessa nodded.

“It is. Nothing like the muted colors of this city. Really…” She frowned, turning back to look at the city below, “is everything about this land made of nothing but plush hopes and dreams?” Oh. You took in her words and her tone. Clearly, the warlord was troubled, and looking back…she'd never answered your question either.

To move in Ambessa’s presence was to have every action examined under her precise gaze. She did not face you, yet you knew she was aware. Each step towards her was a gamble, and your heart pounded as you drew close. Finally, you stood beside her to look onto the city’s lights below, voice a gracious murmur.

“It is a strength to hope, Lady. Without it, we fall into despair.” You knew her eyes were on you, but you merely looked down at your hands, a hint of a smile on your face.

“Neither hope nor doubt are necessarily wrong. Both are valid in their own right–but to never try is to always fail–is it not?” You turned, meek eyes catching her gaze. Mel always said you knew how to shape yourself before others, and this was no exception. Ambessa didn’t need an aggressive refusal of her advice, even if you disagreed with it.

She hadn't wandered the council building in search of solitude for that.

To think I would relate to a warlord of all people Her gray eyes studied yours, looking for some kind of hidden motive. To her satisfaction, she found none.

“Piltover is not Noxus, I’m sure you have heard this before. No land is the same simply because it is land…and in a similar way, no person is the same simply because they share the same blood.” That had been a bit much. You glanced into her eyes, and she only nodded for you to continue.

“I believe…while your duties as a ruler are very, very important…” Now was the time to be incredibly gentle in your suggestion, softly speaking into the night air. “To simply spend time understanding who your daughter has become in your absence, would also be beneficial.”

Silence fell over you two, and it was excruciating.

I shouldn’t have said a word. Perhaps it was because you hoped to help Mel that you spoke on her behalf, or perhaps you simply wanted to divert Ambessa’s attention from your earlier tears. Whichever it was, it resulted in you nervously standing as Ambessa mulled over your words. Will she kill me for my insolence? Surely she could–

“Relax, you have not said anything I take offense to.” You almost breathed out in relief before you realized what she said, holding it in to look up in surprise.

“P-pardon–”

“You’re so stiff you’ve become a statue. Noxus may not function on discrete politics as Piltover seems so irritably built upon, but…” Ambessa shifted to face you better. Had she gotten closer? You couldn’t tell if she had, or if her size took up more room than you were used to. Either way, she easily towered over you as she spoke.

“But I have long since grown used to knowing when someone is afraid of me,” she trailed her gaze over your wide eyes and open, glossy lips, taking in the rouge of your cheeks, “...or when they are intrigued.”

You didn’t know what to say. She was bold, much too blunt for your heart to take. You sucked in a sharp breath, looking away to hastily speak.

“I–I see.” You took a small step back, hands fiddling behind your back. “While it is true I am cautious of you, I hope my demeanor did not offend–”

“It did not.”

“–then that is good. I do hope you will take my words into consideration.” You inclined your head, desperately trying to ignore her amused smile over your flustered response. But to your credit, how were you meant to handle the advances of a literal warlord?

“I shall leave you to your thoughts, Lady Medarda.” You turned to leave, and you got a few steps in before Ambessa called out.

“Until next time, councilor.” A chill ran down your back, settling in the base of your spine. She knew. You shakily inhaled, hands balling into fists as you kept yourself calm.

“Until then.” You resumed your steps and walked back into the building with a panicked heart, hoping to never see her again.

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You saw her again not long after that.

The champagne was unpleasant and the music was boring, but suddenly with her appearance, the entire ball shimmered with excellence.

“Piltover truly is disappointing. Even their celebrations are mundane. But I must say…” You had been a wallflower, as per usual. Having a presence was not your thing–that was Mel’s job anyway–and nor were you taught being noticed was good. No, you were trained to wait, observe, and then move accordingly. Some would call you a snake in the grass, and you were fine with that. However, as Ambessa's deep, hypnotizing voice spoke, you couldn't help but feel more like a bunny trapped by a snake. Her gaze focused on you, and you tried not to stiffen.

“They do know how to decorate themselves.”

She stepped in front of you, and it was alarming how easily she took up your line of sight. Suddenly, there was no ball to observe. You couldn’t look around her to see it in the first place. Heavens. You were cornered, and you wondered if anyone could even see you around her body. What a terrifying presence. You couldn’t help but swallow as she reached out, cupping the side of your face in the palm of her hand.

“We meet again. Must we introduce ourselves this time?” There’s no need. Somehow, you could already imagine the kind of person she was, and what she could do to you–

“She’s a councilor. The one I told you to leave alone after your little stunt with Jayce.” Mel appeared to the rescue, putting her hand over Ambessa’s wrist and ripping the woman’s warmth away from your face. You snapped out of your indecent thoughts, blinking as you watched Mel speak.

“Do you plan on using all the people I care about against me?” I can't believe I nearly forgot myself. You took a sip of the bad champagne to hide your embarrassment, and Ambessa grinned down at her daughter.

“Mel, it hurts to know you expect so little of me–” Mel rolled her eyes “–but contrary to your belief, I have business with the councilor that doesn’t relate to our own issues.” Mel only glared at Ambessa harder until you gently touched her arm, smiling as green eyes focused down at you.

“It is alright, really.” Mel’s shoulders bunched up, clearly not wanting to leave you alone with Ambessa. However, your urging stare eventually won over, and she sighed.

“I’ll be near.” With that she walked away, head held high. You watched her go for a moment before you exhaled, eyes trained on the bubbles rising in your glass.

“Lady Medarda, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Ambessa hummed. Unlike you, her eyes were focused on your face, catching every fleeting glance you offered her.

“I did not know she owned a jewelry brand. No wonder she wears so much.” You froze, looking up at her in surprise.

“You listened.” Ambessa's lips quirked up, and she shrugged.

“You are very convincing.” You smiled at that, looking back down at your glass.

“Her jewelry is beautiful. I'm wearing some of them now. These earrings are from her spring collection last year–one of my favorites. I helped with some designs, but it was mostly being shoved in the face with drafted plans and asked if I’d wear them or not. In the end it was worth it. The geometric designs she came up with were to die for and–!”

You hadn’t realized you were rambling until you felt your neck hurt a bit. At some point you’d looked back up, and with Ambessa’s encouraging nods you’d kept her gaze as you spoke. Slowly, your usually calculated smile spread into a genuinely wide one, and you’d…relaxed, right in the middle of a place where formalities were necessary. You couldn’t believe yourself, flushing as you looked back down and excused your actions.

“Ah, pardon I–”

“No,” Large fingers firmly held your chin and guided your gaze back up. Ambessa looked down at you with a warm gaze, voice low. “It is lovely to hear you speak. Please, continue.” Ah. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach and you tried to let out anything to hide it, mustering up a feeble response.

“You are too kind. I speak of nothing substantial. Things you should hear from Mel instead–"

“Then tell me about yourself, y/n. No one else.” Huh? The response startled you, and for good reason. Being the kind of person you were, usually you took information about others in…but the opposite was rarely the case. Now you felt like a fish out of water, unsure how to skillfully reply.

"There's no need. I am not very–"

"Oh, but you are. You speak with such delicate candor, yet your words hold more weight than my own advisor’s. You are a mystery to me, y/n. You stand right before me, and yet…" Ambessa whispered the words right into the space between you two, fingers shifting to delicately brush against your cheekbone. You shivered, not knowing where to look as she continued. "I feel as if you have built a glass wall between us. Tell me dear…why were you crying that night?"

Dear, made your stomach twist almost painfully. You'd never been called that in your life–at least, not in the way Ambessa used it. It was hard to respond with that hand on your cheek, attune to every shudder and faltering breath you took. Your calm exterior was crumbling, and what lay underneath…

Underneath, you loathed, was someone terribly needy, and awfully brittle to the touch.

"Forgive me for appearing this way. I didn't mean to come off as hostile. That night…I was merely tired. Nothing more." You tried to salvage whatever of your facade you had left, but Ambessa wouldn't have it.

"You know that's not what I meant. You helped me, y/n, now let me help you…or are you not used to the favor being returned?" You stiffened underneath her grasp, and that only confirmed her suspicions. To your surprise, the warlord tsked in frustration. Your heart skipped a beat as Ambessa stepped closer, forcing you to fully press your back flush against the wall.

"Have you never been adored before? Comforted?" She was so close, making your head spin and cheeks burn out of your control. Your mouth opened and closed, but no matter how much you wanted to just say yes and stop this before it spiraled beyond your control, you couldn't speak. Not when Ambessa looked at you like that.

Her eyes promised she wanted nothing more than to treat you like a precious gem. To be doted on and be loved. Get it together. You're a councilor for goodness sake. You didn't need that. You didn't want that…

So why was it that when Ambessa spoke, you found yourself nodding into the palm of her hand?

"Then let me show you, dear…what it's like to be treasured."

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You jolted as the bed creaked. You had been sitting on the vast mattress, contemplating all your life choices that led you to this moment. You were about to be intimate with the ruler of a brutal empire. One that ate up weaker countries around it, that offered no mercy to their enemies, that–

“Sweet thing, you're pulling at my heart…” Her voice was a deep, sultry hum. It seemed Ambessa liked to routinely hold your face in her hand, guiding you once again to look her in the eyes. Amusement shined in them. Unabashed lust as well. They mixed together in a mesmerizing way as her eyes raked over you.

“You look terrified I’m going to eat you up.” Yet she likes that? Clearly, from her wolfish grin she did. She leaned down, nose just above your own as she whispered.

“Don’t be so afraid, hm? I promise I’ll go slow…” The way her irises darkened only made the panic in your heart grow. You found yourself shifting your eyes away, unable to keep her gaze. She chuckled, yet that didn’t stop her from finishing her words, “and savor every bite of you…till there’s no part of your body left I haven’t known.”

That had you swallowing, eyes glossing over from just the image alone. Your body tingled all over, thighs discreetly rubbing together. Or at least, you thought it was discreet. Ambessa noticed your little squirming, and more importantly, how even in this moment you managed to suppress yourself.

Poor thing. Ambessa thought as she watched you inwardly struggle. From the moment she’d met you, she thought you were too composed, as if someone had formed you in a factory with a cruel set of limitations. Despite being a councilor, it was like you were a ghost–merely a person reflecting the ideals of those around you. Who you actually were, and what you actually wanted…

Ambessa wanted to know. She wanted to strip you bare of all the useless formalities you had wrapped yourself in. She wanted you disheveled, begging at her feet for her to have her way with you…and inwardly, the warlord cursed. She'd promised to be gentle way too quickly. Just the thought of you on your knees, pleading with her to fuck you senseless was enough to rile her up…but she was not the type to go back on her word. Especially when you fixed her with those wide, innocent doe eyes.

“Take off your clothes, dear.” She muttered the word softly, yet you knew it was a command. You’d dressed up well for the ball, but now you felt as if it had all been for this moment. To have the zipper of the dress be the only sound in the room. To feel the soft silk fall over your shoulders and pool at the base of your hips. To feel her eyes feast over your exposed skin…

“What are you waiting for?” The slight edge in her voice made you jolt. One large digit slipped under the front of your bra, tugging the fabric between your cups. “I told you to take it all off.”

You blushed, unsure how to take the way she was slowly growing more assertive. Something told you this was only the tip of the iceberg with how commanding she could get. Shakily, you obliged, undoing your bra and slipping out of your panties.

"Good…you like doing what I tell you to do, don't you?" H-huh–a shadow fell over you, and the bed dipped under Ambessa's weight. You sank with it as well, swallowing as you looked up into the warlord's eyes. You were a working member of the government, a dignified individual. And yet?

"You want to please me, don't you? Be a good little girl?" Somehow, you were nodding, drunken off of Ambessa's cooing voice.

"Adorable," it was all she said before her large hands moved to dance over your body. You trembled under her touch. It was firm, squeezing your ass and breasts, pushing your back against the bed. She may be gentle with her words but…

Her mouth came next, planting kisses that quickly turned to soft nibbling, and finally to full on bites. The feeling of her teeth grazing your neck, then over the peak of your breasts, down to your sensitive thighs and against the heel of your foot left you shaking all over.

She's not being physically gentle at all. Your whimpers only excited her. Ambessa wanted to hear your panicked, whining voice from the way she held you down. She loved to watch you wiggle in the grasp of her hands, and have each struggle be utterly futile. The woman hadn't done anything else but kiss, fondle, and caress your body–and yet you already felt helpless, lost to the mercy of her hands.

Routinely she murmured questions. Comments. They grew worse and worse over time. Simply asking if you liked it turned into asking what you needed from her. If you wanted her to speak sweet words into your ear. If you wanted her to praise you. If you needed her to whisper:

“You’re so obedient and beautiful, my perfect little doll to do as I please with."

At first the words made you blush and stutter, replying with unnecessary politeness that made the warlord tsk aloud. Then Ambessa took the time to suckle your breasts until they throbbed, biting down at the base of your neck all over again. The ebbing pain was somehow sweet. Somewhat addicting. It fogged your mind and made the wetness between your thighs grow, but still she did not touch you there. Why?

"I ask again." Her hot breath was a command by your ear. It had you shuddering over every syllable she spoke. "What do you need?"

In hopes that this time she would finally pay attention to your aching heat, you buckled.

"Please," Your usually soft, perfectly smooth voice croaked, and you looked up at Ambessa with tear-filled eyes. "Please tell me I've been good…" It was hardly half of what she'd suggested, but she rewarded you for your effort anyway. The praise fell past her lips without shame, and you grew more slick as she made you feel overwhelmingly adored. However, she still didn't touch you there, and you were beginning to find her reluctance to be torturous.

Asking what you needed turned into commenting on how clearly you showed your desperation in the first place. How badly your heat was dripping, soiling the sheets below and getting your thighs all messy. A squeezing grip at your jaw, roughly jerking your face up to hers, had Ambessa doting on your ruined makeup and flushed cheeks. She laughed, noting how much of a pretty little pet you were right now, begging for her to fuck you.

The words should have left you stunned–insulted–and perhaps if it had been an hour ago, it would have. However, now that only made you smile, stomach twisting with glee. Her little pet was a title full of tenderness, and God, did you want Ambessa to be tender with you. You nodded against the tight grip she had on your face, voicing out a whining plea.

"I am. I'm yours, so please, please fu–" She squeezed down hard, effectively shutting you up. You whimpered, and she let out a soothing hush you nearly keeled over.

"I know baby, I know. You want me to fuck you silly? Leave you a mess on the floor? Shall I make sure all of Piltover can hear your crying? You begging my name?"

God yes. You nodded fervently, and she smiled, leaning just to hover over your face.

"Then be a good pet and work for it, darling."

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You licked your lips and swallowed fretfully. You were on your hands and knees waiting for her to let you. Of course, it wouldn't be that easy.

"Do you want it?" You nodded, then sucked in a sharp breath when Ambessa's eyes narrowed.

"I-I do! I want to–um–could I…please? M-may I?" You'd never asked for something like this before, voice small and uncertain. She chuckled at your shyness, smiling softly as she curled her fingers inward.

"Look at you…making a mess of what you're trying you say." Your face burned, and Ambessa hummed as she tilted her head. “Come.”

It was a single word. Yet the weight of it made you shiver. Your breath hitched in your throat, and you nodded, crawling between the gap of her thighs. Ambessa's slick folds glistened before you, and the sight was intoxicating. However, you knew come wasn't the same as do, so once you got close enough, you simply sat–eagerly looking up to wait on her command. She cooed at that, reaching out to caress your cheek.

"…Are you going to be good to me?” Your nod had her lips curling into a smirk. She spread her legs wider, and the gentle touch at your cheek turned into a firm grasp at the back of your head. “Then go on, please me.”

You shuddered, biting your bottom lip. It was a task you didn’t know if you could do well, but you were greedy to try. You went to work, pushing your tongue into her heat and dragging it upward. Ambessa hissed above you, and you felt a shiver rock through her body. To hear her thick, rolling moans above and faulty breaths made your stomach twist. You were warm all over, and you wanted more of her sounds to fill the room, pressing your tongue deeper into her heat.

“That’s perfect baby, just like that…” Ambessa’s force on the back of your head increased, guiding you down deeper. You complied, loving the way her hoarse voice sounded calling your name. You worked harder, moving up to wrap your lips around her bud. Ambessa moaned, legs shaking as you continued to pleasure her. You found yourself gripping more and more of her thighs, growing more confident with every sound she released and harsh tug of your hair.

The grip was near painful at one point, and you could hardly breathe–but you didn’t care. All that mattered was to please the powerful woman before you, and as Ambessa finally reached her peak with a rolling groan, you did. You kept going until she rode out her euphoria, and as she loosened her grip you pulled back with a heaving breath, lips slick.

“Did I…was that…” You huffed, looking up at her with hopeful, half lidded eyes. Your immediate need for her praise had the warlord giddy, covering her mouth to hide her crude smile. This was exactly what she’d wanted. You on your knees without a shred of dignity left, desperate for her every fawning word. How beautiful. Ambessa didn’t hold back from rewarding you, sweeping down to lift you up into her lap.

“Ah–!” Her hand didn’t grasp your jaw this time, but rather your neck. A light squeeze was all she needed to feel your pulse quicken, and she smiled. The fear was good, and so was the way you melted under her kiss–letting it steal your breath away. She’d wanted to do this since tears had begun to prick at the corner of your eyes…so, for nearly the entire time, but she’d been patient. Each new thing Ambessa did, she gave as a reward for you giving into your own desires. She wanted to drill it into your brain–that it was okay to be greedy with her, to succumb to your simple wants and needs. She wouldn’t judge you for them, nor make you feel any less.

Rather, she would fulfill them, till you were all but ruined beneath her.

“Mm…you’ve done so well for me. So just lay back now okay?” Ambessa moved to lay you back on the bed, rising to look down at you hungrily.

“Let me take care of you now, darling.”

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She didn’t take care of you as much as decimate you, but in her eyes it was all one and the same.

“Hungh–!” You could only describe what she was doing as consumption. Ambessa had a violent hunger that wouldn’t quell no matter the amount of times she buried the hilt of her strap inside you, or the number of tears you cried. Now the salty droplets fell from your face as she pistoned the toy deeper inside of you, chuckling as she observed your hazy gaze.

“You’ve become quite a dirty little doll, haven’t you?” She didn’t even look tired, thrusting into you with casual precision as if this was a simple walk in the park. You, on the other hand, could hardly think but to nod and snivel as she knocked on your sweet spot over and over again, smiling as you still managed to answer her.

“You like me making a mess out of you? Then tell me.” To ask you to speak in this state was cruel, but you mustered up a breath to try anyway.

“Y-Ye–” She rocked her hips forward, deeper than the last just to watch the words cut short and nothing but a silent gasp escape past your lips. Ambessa’s eyes sparkled devilishly, watching your words unravel into a fractured moan. She tutted, frowning mockingly as she continued thrusting inside of you.

“Can’t even answer me now, can you? How am I ever supposed to know if you like this? Should I just stop?” Of course, she didn’t mean it–with every push sending the base of her strap nestling deeper inside of you, she showed no signs of slowing down–yet you frantically shook your head, reaching down to weakly graze the tips of your fingers against the thick hands digging into your hips.

“N–no. G-oo–” Ambessa couldn’t help it. You were so desperate, and she cooed as she thrust ruthlessly into you once again, watching you cut yourself up off with a heavy sob. She fell into an even faster, more vicious rhythm, abusing your dripping hole with a wicked grin.

“Hm? What’s that baby? You have to speak clearly…” You could only whimper. Each rock of her hips urged a new set of tears from your eyes, and to your horror, Ambessa shifted her position. Before you were completely on your back, but now she lifted your ass up, legs resting over her thighs as she leaned over you. No, wait–!

You cried out as she thrust impossibly deep, hands digging into the mattress on either side of your face. Your vision was a blur until you blinked away the tears in your eyes, taking in the sight before you with a jumbled mind. Beautiful ran as a disorganized mantra in your head, taking in the delicious bounce of her breasts and small droplets of sweat rolling down her thick arms and neck. Her eyes focused on your own bruised lips and tear stained cheeks, drinking in the marks she’d left all over what was hers.

Each thrust rocked through your entire being, and it was so sweet, her mutters that you were–so perfect, so adorable to her, her precious little pet–you nodded eagerly, raising a quivering hand to hold onto one of the wrists by your side.

“I am, I am, I’m–!” You thought you saw white for a moment, crying out in pleasure. You buried your face into her wrist, overwhelmed to the point where it scared you, and the large hand you held moved to cup your wet cheek in its grasp. Your vision was blurring again, this time from exhaustion rather than tears, and as sleep took over you heard a gentle murmur above.

“Aw, immediately passing out? Perhaps I went too far with her…”

#ambessa x reader #arcane ambessa #mel medarda #arcane #arcane x reader #league of legends #arcane headcanon #wlw #lesbian #smut #ambessa medarda

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satan-plundered-our-oceans · 15 days

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ arcane masterlist ꒱ ˎˊ˗

~ a masterlist for my arcane fanfics ~

bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)

jinx

get jinxed (jinx x f!reader)

sevika

bark like you want it (vi x f!reader, sevika x f!reader)

mel

n/a

jayce

n/a

viktor

n/a

silco

n/a

vander

n/a

caitlyn

n/a

ekko

n/a

#masterlist #arcane #arcane smut #arcane headcanon #arcane x reader #arcane viktor x reader #viktor x reader #viktor arcane x reader #jayce arcane #jayce talis #vi x reader #jinx x reader #sevika #mel medarda #caitlyn kiramman #lesbian #fem reader #male reader #gn reader

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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐔 !

"how can anyone manage these... groups." when you finally score a job at Connected Cities Records, you found out that you will be the manager of their most famous groups. you have your work cut out for you with so many personalities, possibilities, and hearts to satisfy. will you survive the heat of the cameras and the tight backstage corridors, or do you have to pull the short rope and end your carrier sooner than expected?

note. please be aware that every character is over the age of eighteen in this au and there will be sexual themes across the whole au- minors do not interact.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !

casting couch — ambessa medarda

THE LAST DROP DEBUT. — jinx, sevika, finn

PILTOVER’S FINEST DUO. — caitlyn, vi

THE PRODUCTION TEAM. — renata glasc, mel medarda, grayson, cassandra kiramman

VIP special — caitlyn + jinx threesome

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 !

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗗𝗥𝗢𝗣 / jinx, sevika, finn

𝗣𝗜𝗟𝗧𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥'𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗧 / caitlyn, vi

𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 / ekko, viktor, jayce

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 !

𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 / renata glasc

𝗖𝗘𝗢 / mel medarda

𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗘𝗢 / ambessa medarda

𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥 / grayson

𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗜𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥 / cassandra kiramman

#moss' navi #arcane x reader #arcane x reader smut #ambessa medrada x reader #jinx x reader #sevika x reader #arcane finn x reader #renata glasc x reader #ekko x reader #arcane viktro x reader #arcane jayce x reader #mel medarda x reader #caitlyn kiramman x reader #arcane vi x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #enforcer grayson x reader #arcane grayson x reader

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no1heyyyyyyyy · 6 months

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Ambessa as a partner

Hello, I have decided to write for more characters. If you want to know, you’ll have to wait and find out because I’m still trying to figure it out myself. Thank you.

Ambessa is a passionate woman who has never been one to mince her words, so expect a large amount of open and honest conversations If you two are in a relationship that has sex involved, there will be a very lengthy conversation about that before anything proceeds She does not expect reciprocation, she just wants you to have a good time so there will be a lot of check ins In a non-sexual context she is very in-tune with her partner’s emotions and she can read people so easily, but the people she cares about- it’s as easy as breathing for her

I feel that she may be possessive, but she would not kill anyone in the name of her partner as long as her partner wasn’t hurt I know that there are headcanons that lean into her more brutal nature, but I personally feel that Ambessa is a woman with a very strict set of priorities, and that hierarchy will only change if she falls in love with a person If her partner were to jokingly flirt with someone else, she would be more cold than normal. She is a grown woman and refuses to be treated like a teenager or have a partner who’s idea of fun is engaging in middle school manners and straight up disrespect She understands that it is thrilling to get her attention in that way, but she will not care. She will take away her attention from you and take some time to herself instead. She will be clear about what she expects from the relationship and will distance herself for a day or two. Within that time away she wants to see that her partner can own up to their behavior. She wants to see that her feelings will be heard and honored. Now, if her partner was hurt, that would be a different story. She would personally drop you off at a clinic with the best healers, and go and find the shithead who roughed you up. She will have them brought to y'all's (yes I am southern, no I do not have an accent) home and if you’re not too triggered to see the person who harmed you, then she will bring them before you and ask what you would like to be done to them. She has an utmost respect for her partner, we can see in the show how affectionate and caring she it towards that little twink that follows her around. This leads me to believe that no matter what you say, she will respect it. If you ask for the person to not be hurt and just imprisoned instead, then that will happen. If you ask for the person to be murdered she will be happy to oblige.

Ambessa is a very caring partner who thrives off of physical connections. She is very touchy and would love to have a partner who is just as physically affectionate as she is. However, she would be willing to accommodate her partner in whatever way they need if they don’t like to be touched that much. She loves kisses so much and wants to cover her partners face in them- you find it funny that she’s so open with affection when she is so physically intimidating She’s also big on pet names, I think depending on her partner’s personality they will change. But, for her she likes to be addressed with a familiarity that not many others get to have with her. She quite likes the term “my love” or “love”, simple but easily clear about how you feel about her. In general I see this woman to really like giving her partner gifts- for me I hate receiving gifts outside of times when I expect to get them (my birthday, Christmas)- so if her partner likes gifts then that’s great, but if they’re more like me she would have to do a lot of adjusting to do She likes to impress the people she cares about- not in a self-conscious way, just in a way that makes her feel especially special in their eyes (she loves compliments as well, she runs off of them) She will let people in, but she is always weary. Constantly asking what they want, why they’re doing what they’re doing. What their intentions are, etc. And, eventually when her partner proceeds to impress her with the true intention to just get to know her better and be in her life, then she will allow herself to truly crack open And, this is the point where she is willing to accept constructive criticism, influence (for example, if her partner was a bit of a pacifist, she would slowly start being less and less brutal, more likely favoring diplomacy over war)

Alright, that’s it for now. Have a lovely day, loves. And, be sure to take care of yourselves and stay safe.

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princesssmars · 1 year

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✰ mars' arcane masterlist ✰

✰ valentines with the arcane women

✰ this is halloween

✰ bakery babe

✰ hockey player vi, figure skater cait

caitlyn

✰ valentines with the arcane women

✰ this is halloween

✰ hockey player vi, figure skater cait

jinx

✰ valentines with the arcane women

mel

✰ valentines with the arcane women

#vi x reader #vi smut #vi arcane #arcane vi x reader #arcane mel #arcane jinx #arcane x reader #caitlyn x reader #caitvi x reader #arcane caitlyn #caitvi poly #mel x reader #mel medarda #caitlyn kiramman #jinx x reader #jinx arcane #masterlist

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auroramoondrop · 10 months

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Im getting to requests for oneshots and things. But, I wanted you all to put asks in for headcanons and such.

So heres who I write for!

Main:

Ambessa

Grayson

Sevika

Ran

Will include:

Mel

Caitlyn

Jinx

Sky

Shoola

And any other female/Nonbinary character you can think of!

I dont write for men usually but If you ask I will consider it. (Last time I said I didn't mind I had a request that is very long lol)

Anyways hope you put in asks!

ALSO SORRY I KNOW PEOPLE HATE WHEN SOMEONE POSTS STUFF NOT STORY/HEADCANON/ ONESHOT OF THEIR FAVORITE CHARACTERS IN THE HASHTAG BUT PLEASE BARE WITH ME

Okay love yall!!!

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she-walks-on-starlight · 1 month

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Negotiations

a/n: This is Day 2! So sorry it's late, I was hospitalised over the weekend which put me behind! I'm working hard to catch up hehe

Pairing: Ambessa Medarda x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Write a scene without any dialogue

Warnings: smut, vaginal fingering, public sex, alcohol drinking, slight dom-sub vibes, mentions of violence, mention of blood

Summary: Ambessa hates negotiating, no matter how important it is for her rule. Perhaps she will make herself some entertainment to find it more enjoyable...

Word Count: 1.1k

18+ | MEN AND MINORS DNI | 18+

You know Ambessa finds these meetings the most tedious part of ruling over Noxus. She finds little meaning or use in negotiations, far more used to greeting political rivals and ambitious warlords with her sword at their throat than breaking bread with them. It is a preposterous notion to her, attempting to appease her perceived enemies. As she presides over the emissaries and nobles at the head of the table, you know she is listening keenly, identifying weakness, and sniffing out any hidden agendas. Noxian custom is steeped in violence, and there was a time that Ambessa would be demanding fealty or these peoples’ heads.

But things are different for her now. Now, her daughter Mel has agreed to remain in contact with her and visit Noxus more often with her consort, Jayce. Ambessa can breathe easier knowing that rebuilding the bridge between herself, and her daughter will secure her legacy and ensure that a Medarda inherits the throne upon Ambessa’s death.

She has you now. Seated to her right, close by so she can always see you. Her consort, the love she never thought she’d find again. You’ve dressed yourself in a scarlet red ensemble tonight, complete with a gold medallion belt accentuating your hips. Red and gold, her favourite colours. The colours of war and victory. Conquest. You’ve already caught her more than once tonight, her eyes raking down your figure, her eyes hungry and her tongue darting out to wet her lips. When your eyes meet, she flashes you a fanged smile, no doubt envisioning the many ways she will take you when this insufferable night is over.

You’re drawn to one of the visiting emissaries booming laughter as he gulps down wine and flirts boisterously with the serving girls as they refill his plate and his cup. You try to suppress your smile as you take in Ambessa’s disgust, knowing she’d want nothing more than to pick up the lout like a ragdoll and smash him into the ornate mahogany dining table, likely shattering it in the process.

The image sends an unexpected but not entirely unwelcome rush of heat between your legs. You squeeze your thighs as you imagine her leering down at the man, twitching as blood leaks from his head and then turns to you with her signature smirk. The very same smirk that ushered you into her bed three years ago, at another function where Ambessa was more interested in the wine selection than the purpose of the gathering. The scandal had rocked the court of Noxus, their esteemed leader engaging in an ill-advised relationship with a younger woman, and the daughter of an insignificant noble. She had silenced their doubts in her usual way, with threats of broken bones and removed tongues.

At first, you were convinced that she wanted only for your body, the way she tasted and marked your flesh during your visits bruising you with carnal possession. She was a tornado of fire, and you were blessed to be at the heart of the inferno. Countless nights you found yourself in awe of her, in awe of your luck. Nights spent with shaking legs, dripping with sweat and your own release as she made you scream her name for her over and over again. She was never satisfied with hearing your desperate pleas and devoted prayers to her only once. You never feared her, and knew she would never hurt you, not unless you asked her to.

But she soon proved to you that she wanted more, much more, than what your body could give her. She wanted you by her side always, listening to her stories of long-forgotten battles on distant shores, showing off your new dresses, massaging away her troubles in the bathhouse. She had fallen hard for you, an unexpected light leading her out of the darkness.

You’re startled out of your reminiscing by a hand creeping up your dress, invited in by the high riding slit at the thigh. You gulp as Ambessa’s face remains completely impassive as she sips at her wine, but you don’t miss the quick glance she sends your way, and you know exactly what she’s trying to say.

Be quiet. Don’t move. And enjoy.

Her hand climbs higher, and you hear her try in vain to supress the deep rumbling groan that threatens to emanate from her throat when she finds no underwear to stop her advance. You’re already wet from your earlier fantasising, and your clit is throbbing, begging for her attention. As she drags calloused fingers through your folds, you grit your teeth and grip the table tightly. You’re in for a ride, and regardless of the social setting, Ambessa will expect you to take what she gives you.

She wastes no time in gathering the slick pooling from you, coating her fingers before she pushes one inside. Her fingers are thick, and no matter how used to the stretch you’ve become, you relish in the burn as your pussy eagerly welcomes her inside. Your knuckles are white with how hard you’re holding on and you’re fighting to keep your breathing even, lest one of your guests suspect something’s wrong. Ambessa would hate to be interrupted.

She’s adding a second finger, smirking into her wine as she can feel you tighten around her. You can feel the pressure mounting in your belly, your entire body aching for release. You shoot her a pleading look and feel her curl her fingers in response. You start to see spots at the edge of your vision as she brings you closer and closer, all while engaging in dull conversation. Gods, you were going to make her pay for this later. Her thumb is pressing roughly against your clit in swift, calculated circles, you can feel her determination to send you tumbling over the edge. Soon enough, you are doing just that, but you’re hurtling not simply falling. Your orgasm hits you like a searing meteorite, burning through you with force and it takes all of your self-control not to cry out, biting down on your lip so hard you draw blood. You cover it up quickly by taking a sip of wine, dabbing at your mouth with your napkin and glaring at Ambessa reproachfully. She takes no notice, leaning back in her chair with a self-satisfied grin.

Shaking your head, you try to reintegrate yourself into the conversation, though none of it holds your interest. Instead, you find yourself consumed by thoughts of your handsome warrior, trailing over each scar you can see and thinking fondly of all the ones you cannot but know intimately. You will reward her mischief with a soothing massage and relaxing oils tonight, it’s been far too long since you’ve caressed her bulging muscles. But you will deny her the taste of your flesh until she begs, a fitting punishment for tonight’s shenanigans. After all, no matter what the nobles of Noxus or the visiting emissaries of foreign lands may think, no matter how imposing Ambessa may appear, you know that there is only person she will fall to her knees for. Tonight, you will make her remember why.

#my writing #arcane fanfic #lesbian #arcane #ambessa medarda #ambessa x reader #smut #female reader #fem reader #writing challenge #arcane ambessa #fanfic #dom/sub #no dialogue #slight blood

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thehistoriangirl · 4 months

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Viktor Masterlist

Here are all my works for the husband :3 will be linked to the pinned post soon!

-> Jayce Talis Masterlist <-

-> Mel Medarda Masterlist <-

-> JayVik x Reader, & other characters <- [PENDING]

✨ = Fluff

💔 = Angst

💞 = Smut aka Fluff with Horny sprinkled

💀 = Violence; Blood; Major/Minor Character Death(s)

💔 💀 The Silence Between Us [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> SFW, Secret Crush, Angst, Canon Compliance|

✨💔The Memories We Kept Within [Machine Herald!Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> (A continuation): SFW, Friends to Lovers, Happy Ending

✨💞 I’ll Show You, [My Love] in the Shelter of the Night [Viktor x fem!Reader]

-> NSFW, Explicit, Friends to Lovers

✨ 💞 A Well-Deserved Celebration [Viktor x AFAB!Reader]

-> Christmas Special 2022, NSFW, PWP, Established Relationship

💔It Had to be You,: Part 1 [Machine Herald!Viktor x fem!Reader]

-> Soulmate AU, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Heavy Angst, Eventual Happy Ending

💀 It Had to be You,: Part 2

It Will Always Be You: Part 3 [PENDING]

✨ 💀 Where the Woods Brought Us Together: Part 1 [MH!Viktor x Fem!Reader]

-> Halloween Special 2022, Magical Forest, Offering, Strangers to Lovers, Forest Guardian Spirit!Viktor, Healer!Reader|

✨ 💔 Part 2

💔 ✨ 💞Part 3 (Final Part) NSFW

💀Primeval Penumbras: Part I [Viktor x Fem!Reader

-> Halloween Special 2022, Void Monster! Reader, Strangers to Lovers

✨💞 Part II NSFW

[PENDING: Part III & Part IV]

✨ Not Just a Summer Affair: Part 1 [Viktor x Fem!Reader]

-> Crushes, Friends to Lovers, Beach AU, PWP

✨ 💞 Part 2 NSFW

✨ 💞 Part 3 NSFW

💔 ✨ I Love You, As Friends Do [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> St. Valentine Special 2023, Friends to Lovers, Misundestanding, Light Angst, Happy Ending

✨ I Hope to Found You [Viktor x fem!Reader]

✨💞When You Warmed Up My Heart [Viktor x AFAB Reader]

-> Mild NSFW

✨ I’ll Be There for You [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨When You’re Not Here, I Lie Awake and Dream of You [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨[We’re] More than a Match Made in Heaven [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨These Ones Are For Love [Viktor x AFAB!Latinx!Reader]

✨To Feel Better, All I Need is You [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨Amuse Me, Love [Viktor x gn!Reader]

✨ Let Me Be Your Shelter [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨All Our Ways to Say “I Love You” [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨ You, My Solace [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request

✨The Sweeter Trick [Viktor x gn!Reader]

-> A request, Halloween Special 2023, Established Relationship

✨ Loving Gifts [Viktor x Fem!Artist!Reader]

-> A request, Holidays AU, Established Relationship

Until Our Secrets Drift Us Apart [Viktor x Fem!Reader] EXPLICIT

-> Modern AU, Marriage of Convenience, Strangers to Lovers, Slow Burn [8/16]

> M A S T E R L I S T

Technique: Reverie on Canvas[Viktor x fem!Noxian! Reader] MATURE

-> Soulmate AU, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Eventual Machine Herald!Viktor, Poisoner!Reader [3/?]

> M A S T E R L I S T

The Oblivious Game I Want to Lose (Without Losing You) [Viktor x Hopeless Romantic! gn!Reader]

-> A request, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Angst & Fluff, Happy Ending [COMPLETED]

> M A S T E R L I S T

The Tides Have Veiled [Viktor x Fem!Reader] MATURE

-> Halloween 2022, Gothic AU, Spooky Sea AU, Strangers to Lovers, Magic, Ghosts, Mermaids [17/40]

> M A S T E R L I S T

The Delirium of Still-Lifes [Vampire!Viktor x Artist!Fem!Reader] MATURE

-> Halloween 2023, Vampire AU, Gothic AU, Dark Magic, Strangers to Lovers, Haunted House [1/?]

>M A S T E R L I S T

Without Compromise [Viktor x Fem!Reader] EXPLICIT

-> Blind Date, Valentine's Day 2024, Matchmaking, One Night Stand Going Wrong [1/7]

>M A S T E R L I S T

If You Hadn't Left (Me) [Viktor x Fem!Reader] EXPLICIT

-> Second Chance/Exes to Lovers, Valentine's Day 2024, Angst & Fluff [1/10]

>M A S T E R L I S T

#viktor x reader #arcane viktor x reader #viktor arcane x reader #viktor fanfic #viktor arcane #arcane viktor #arcane fanfic #viktor x you #viktor x f! reader #arcane x female reader

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faegramme · 2 years

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𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 <𝟛 (updated 8/10/22)

𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢:

- smut - x reader, some character x character - death/major character death - angst - fluff - specific headcanons - prompts of characters OR [reader] with specific features/personalities etc. (for example; a plus sized reader with a love interest character of your choosing, writing a main character as transgender, etc.) - SOME longer story ideas - yandere/dead dove/darker prompts - age-gaps (LEGAL ONES) - multiple love interests - gendered reader (usually i write an androgynous reader, but if you're looking for anything specific i don't mind delivering on that one ^^)

𝔲𝔫𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢:

- underage smut - incest of any kind - heavy, heavy gore - zoophilia - fetishization - physically abusive romantic relationships (meaning i won't write an entire one-shot of someone b34t1ng you to d34th)

𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤…

please specify a detailed prompt, which fandom, which character(s), details of [reader] if needed, what topics, and any other detail i might need to know for your prompt. i will always try my best to have them pumped out fast, but i both work and have school, and lack of detail may hinder the timing of your request! if i am not provided enough detail, i may abandon the request unless i ask for follow up. i also reserve the right to refuse anything i am not comfortable with. please do not spam my inbox with your request, if it isn't eventually uploaded, it's possible that i wasn't comfy with that particular request. please always feel free to revise and resend or submit a new prompt, no judgement here whatsoever.

*.~Fandoms~.*

꧁༒☬𝔧𝔬𝔧𝔬'𝔰 𝔟𝔦𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 ☬༒꧂

phantom blood: - johnathan joestar - dio brando (more upon request...)

battle tendency: - joseph joestar - caesar zeppeli - kars (more upon request...)

stardust crusaders: - jotaro kujo - oldseph joestar ᴍɪꜱᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜꜱ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ: ~ one ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

- noriaki kakyoin - jean pierre polnareff - muhammad avdol - 3io brando (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔢 ☬༒꧂

vi jinx caitlyn kiramman jayce talis vikor mel medarda silco vander sevika ekko

꧁༒☬𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝟚 ☬༒꧂

arthur morgan john marston charles smith javier escuella sean macguire (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔰𝓀𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔪 ☬༒꧂

!all characters requested must derive from a faction or hold significant story value! validating factions include: - companions - dark brotherhood - imperial legion - stormcloaks - thieves guild - dawnguard not a faction, but characters with defining personalities and story value in the dragonborn DLC also validate to be requested.

꧁༒☬𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔳𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔢 ☬༒꧂

- ethan winters - lady dimitrescu - karl heisenberg - donna beneviento - mother miranda

꧁༒☬𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢 ☬༒꧂

- sal fisher - larry johnson - todd morrison - ashley campbell - travis phelps - maple cohen - chug cohen - robert silva

꧁༒☬𝔯𝔦𝔠𝓀 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶 ☬༒꧂

- rick sanchez - bird person (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔶'𝔰 ☬༒꧂

any animatronic from the previous games can be done, just outline what type of plot and/or personality you'd like me to execute, or i can write them based off of my own headcanons ^^ - glamrock freddy - glamrock chica - montgomery gator - roxanne wolf - vanny - vanessa - sun and/or moon - any variation of william afton, dave miller (pre-springlock failure, springtrap, glitchtrap, burntrap, etc.) - any variation of michael afton (OF AGE, security guard mike, post-scoop michael, scooped micahel, etc.)

꧁༒☬𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔞 ☬༒꧂

- asra alnazar - julian devorak - nadia satrinava - portia devorak - count lucio - muriel (more upon request...)

꧁༒☬𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝟜 ☬༒꧂

!all characters requested must be a valid romanceable character, or hold significant story value! validating characters include: - nick valentine - preston garvey - john hancock - cait - piper wright - maccready - curie - paladin danse - deacon (more upon request...)

#jjba x reader #arcane x reader #rdr2 x reader #skyrim x reader #re8 x reader #sally face x reader #fnaf x reader #the arcana x reader #faegramme #fanfiction #headcanons #oneshots #x reader #character x character

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cinewhore · 1 year

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Envy

Pairing: Mel Medarda x fem!reader x Jayce

Rating: Explicit

warnings: heavy smut. penetration, fingering, female receiving oral, male receiving oral, cumshot,

Summary: you enjoy a morning in bed with your lover and her paramour.

A/N: a repost. forgot how much I loved this one. credit to the gif makers.

The sounds of Piltover hum at low frequency as you slumber. The city of progress, they call it. It was the bane of your existence and the source of all of your headaches. The only thing that kept you here was laying right beside you, providing you with enough warmth and comfort you were afraid that you would burst.

Except it wasn’t there. She wasn’t there.

Mel.

You were reluctant to accept the position of an advisor to a member of the council but as soon as Mel stepped into view, you accepted the job and whatever else came with it. As time drew on, you learned that being an advisor was not as important to Mel, she needed a friend. You became her confidant, shoulder to cry on, her shadow. And you loved it.

The spot where she lay was ruffled, small indents of her footprints still molded into the sheets. Jayce was still sleeping on the far edge of the bed, body radiating heat like an inferno. You weren’t particularly fond of the man but he grew on you. Mel still likes to tease you about it.

“You taste like him again.” you sigh, straightening Mel’s dress after you popped your head out from underneath.

“Jealousy doesn't suit you.” Mel smirks, closing her eyes briefly as you peck her lips.

“Really? I think the color green looks rather dashing on me.”

Mel rolls her eyes, the role of the politician coming into play. “He’s a great asset and… I really like him.”

You shrug, not wanting to be bothered with the feelings Mel had with someone who nearly leveled an entire street. “Are you sure this is the type of project you want to be focusing on? He could be dangerous.”

“He’s not dangerous, he’s passionate.”

And passionate he was.

You creep out of the bed and tiptoe towards Mel’s studio, finding her observing the large canvas in front of her. It was slowly starting to take shape, remnants of her home life seeping out.

“Mel?”

She doesn’t turn as you call out her name and instead tilts her head at an angle to further inspect her work.

“You should come back to bed darling.” you mutter, rubbing at your eyes. The day was filled with meetings and appointments. She couldn’t afford to miss them and you didn't have enough energy to cover for her at the moment.

Enveloping your arms around her waist, tensions roll off of your shoulders as Mel relaxes in your hold. You lean your head in the junction of her neck, taking the time to breath her in. She always smelled of lavender and citrus, a scent that would grace your senses and create a home there. Her own hands find yours, intertwining them.

“You’re not like her, you know.” you whisper, gazing back up at the canvas.

You knew these moments all too well, the late hours in the night where Mel refused to sleep. She was thinking of home, the anxious feeling of not belonging creating a turmoil inside of her. Mel knows war and she knows what people will sacrifice to make sure they are on the righteous side. She just didn’t know she would be the one being sacrificed.

You had never met Mel’s mother but if she was anything like how Mel describes her, you knew you’d have her heart in your hands the second she stepped foot in Piltover. While she galvanted around the world and proclaimed glories of being a warrior, you were left to pick up the pieces. It wasn’t fair.

“Sometimes I’m not so sure.” Mel responds, a slight waver in her voice. You turn her so that she is facing you, eyes cast downward. Tipping her chin with your fingers, you brush your nose against hers.

“You are the wisest and most caring person I have ever met. You are the heart of the council. Without you, I can’t imagine what this city would look like. Wherever you forget that, I am always here to remind you.”

You pull back to leave little kisses along her jaw, eyelids, nose. “Do you need help going back to sleep, hm?”

Mel chases after your lips, a miniscule frown clouding her features when you deny her. “Please.”

Nodding, you lead Mel back to the bed, making sure she is comfortable before you climb in behind her. All of your motions are purposeful, drawn out and calculated to provide maximum pleasure. Mel did her job during the day, making sure the citizens of Piltover were taken care of and now it was your job to make sure she had adequate care.

“You’re already wet.” you purr, licking tiny stripes along her clit. Mel whimpers, doing her best to follow your tongue. You rub a hand up and down her inner thigh to settle her. “Don’t worry, I will take care of you.” She was never the kind to be patient.

You resume your teasing, sucking gently on her pearl before taking your tongue and entering her warm cunt. Mel throws her head back and gasps loudly, hands clutching whatever was in reach. Her moans and pants vibrated through you, causing you to slip a finger inside of your own pussy to fulfill your desires.

Jayce first believes that the sounds he was currently hearing was coming from his own mind and was rather astonished to find you devouring Mel. The three of you having sex together wasn’t something that occurred frequently but when it does, Jayce has to remind himself constantly that he wasn’t dreaming.

Being an only child, Jayce had a slight difficulty with sharing what was his. He knew, though, the first time he met you and Mel that she would never be completely his. Mel belonged to no one and you had solidified your spot in her life.

“I was here before you came and I’ll be here after you’re long gone.”

That was the first thing you had ever said to Jayce and the one thing that stayed with him all these years later. He didn’t mind sharing Mel with you though, there was enough love and flesh to go around.

“You weren’t going to wake me?” Jayce grumbles, adjusting himself in his briefs.

“You snooze, you lose.” your muffled voice sounds out.

“Is that so? I like to think of it as the early bird getting the worm.”

Jayce crouches over Mel’s squirming figure, digesting her cries as you work your fingers into her attentively. He slides a hand over your ass, pinching at the tender skin. Jayce doesn’t warn you as he stuffs his face into your cheeks, fawning over you and your puckered hole. You break away from Mel for a second, too distracted to continue.

Jayce shifts your legs so that you are on display for him, tugging down his briefs to spring himself free. He grabs his cock tightly, working his shift up and down as he spits onto your pussy. You hated how much you craved his touch, arching back against the tip of his cock and whining when he inserted himself momentarily before withdrawing.

“If you want it, you know what to do.” he coos, guiding your hand to cup his low hanging members. You steer his cock back inside of you, sighing contently at the feeling of Jayce’s thickness stretching you out. You spur yourself until he’s fully entrenched, the wisps of his pubic hair gracing your ass. Jayce’s thrusts are steady, he had all morning to drive into you if he so pleases. This time he just wanted to be in the moment, never in a rush to leave the warmness of your center.

“Fuckin’ sweetest pussy in Piltover.” he hum croons, settling both hands on your hips.

He continues to fuck into you sweetly, drawing out orgasm after orgasm until your legs quivered beneath him. Mel opens her mouth wide, tongue sticking out as Jayce slips his cock around it, gagging her a few times.

You lay on your side, stroking Mel’s hair and toy with her breasts as Jayce comes on both of your faces, leaving a trail down Mel’s stomach. She swipes a finger along a path and tastes it, gathering up more to feed to you.

“You taste like her.” she observes. You smile, enclosing a hand around her throat so that you could bite at her lips.

“Envious, much?”

#mel medarda #jayce arcane #mel medarda x reader #jayce x reader #Jayce x you #mel medarda x you #mel x fem reader x jayce #arcane fic #fic: envy

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